Volume 5 Jinghua Jiangnan Chapter 75 As the king of a country, there are many affairs, and it is impossible to stay in a remote place in this palace all the time, and I don't know which piece of land in the country has an accident, the eunuch head of the Taiji Hall has a shy old face, and he came outside the building at great risk, and reported many times downstairs bitterly, and finally succeeded in inviting the emperor downstairs.

Seeing that behind the emperor was standing Fan Tisi, the head of the eunuch secretly complained in his heart, no wonder the emperor could not be found in the palace, it turned out to be ...... The two fathers and sons were playing the scene of tearful recognition, and they came to disturb them rashly, which made the Son of Heaven displeased, and he didn't know how many boards he would suffer.

The emperor's face is really not good, among the sons he gave birth to, of course, the one he admires the most is Fan Xian, after Fan Xian entered Kyoto, he earned too much brilliance for him and even the entire Qingguo, and his intellectual knowledge is really useful.

The most important thing is that just looking at the two things of saving the third child in the hanging temple, and now refusing to recognize each other, it can be seen that this child's casual appearance is full of a loyal heart, and the seemingly ruthless methods contain all the meaning of neutralization.

In the heart of this middle-aged son of heaven, how could he not have felt the slightest unreasonable jealousy towards Fan Jian - the emperor was just a mortal after all. Now he can finally recognize Fan Xian, although Fan Xian has not spoken, but the atmosphere is enough to make the emperor happy, at this moment, someone came to disturb, of course his mood is not much better.

At this time, there were many people inside and outside the building, and the emperor couldn't say anything, so he turned around, his face full of frost gradually softened, and he looked at Fan Xian's beautiful face with a hint of familiarity, and said softly: "You also saw it, and I said it before." As the king of a country, there are always too many last resorts. Think more about yourself, and don't be too resentful. ”

With the dignity of the emperor, even if he is his own son in front of him. It is not enough to speak in such a low profile, except that there is no apology in this sentence, enough content has been expressed. Fan Xian didn't dare to pretend anymore, and took a deep look, as if he had moved.

The emperor suddenly frowned, thinking of his sister who was far away in Xinyang, and couldn't help but have another headache, and sighed: "Recently, Beijing has been too quiet, and there are too many things that can't be put on the table, Chen Pingping is worried that you will be embarrassed in the court." It is recommended that you go to Jiangnan in advance, what do you think?"

Fan Xian didn't dare to have any opinions, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes just right. Yu Yu said: "The minister obeys the order. He suddenly smiled mildly and said: "It's just that Jiangnan has never been there, please ask Your Majesty to mention the subordinates, what do you need to pay attention to." ”

The emperor shook his head: "All I need is a clean treasury that can earn silver for the imperial court every year." As for how to do it, you should be clear that the last two months. What you do, I appreciate. ”

This is naturally the case of the Supervision Yuan's investigation of the Cui family and the crackdown on smuggling in the inner treasury.

The Emperor continued, "It's just ...... Because of this, An Zhi, you have made some enemies in the court, and there are some things that you can't do...... Well, you're doing a good job. In the eyes of the emperor, the reason why Fan Xian spared no effort to attack Xinyang and the second prince was, of course, because of the original letter, which was doing things for the imperial court. Handle things that are inconvenient for you to come forward.

After Fan Xian was silent for a while, he spoke: "From now on, the minister, I am still willing to be a lonely minister of Your Majesty." ”

The emperor was very satisfied with Fan Xian's statement, and Fan Xian took this opportunity to ask: "It's just that the south of the Yangtze River is far away, although the ministers have the right to supervise, but after all, they are not connected to commercial affairs...... Your Majesty, Your Minister......

He gritted his teeth in front of the emperor and said, "The minister wants to borrow Qingyutang for use." ”

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and after being silent for a while, he asked: "The shopkeepers of Qingyutang are naturally familiar with the affairs of the inner treasury, but according to the rules of the imperial court, they are not allowed to leave the capital......" He suddenly felt that it was a little unkind to say this in front of Fan Xian, and coughed twice and said: "An Zhi, you are facing me in person, aren't you afraid that I will doubt your heart?"

Fan Xian said directly: "The land of Putian is not the land of the king, and since the minister proposed it in person, he naturally believes that His Majesty is convinced of the loyalty of the minister." ”

The emperor stared at him, but his heart was quickly coiled, the roots of the Ye family back then were deep and leafy, which could almost shake the national body, as the king of a country, he was really a little afraid of the repetition of the events of the year, Fan Xian in front of him, after all, was her biological son, and he was afraid that he would inevitably be a little unwilling to lose the Ye family.

But he thought about it, since Fan Xian dared to say this, it could be regarded as honest, and said lightly: "Now that you are standing high enough, you naturally know that the so-called real money is not of much use...... That thought, this is what I wanted, why doubt it?"

Fan Xian's face was moved, but the emperor waved his hand and said with a sneer: "But you also have to hide it, even if the affairs of the inner treasury are complicated, where do you need those old guys in Qingyutang." I think you want to get them out of Beijing. ”

Fan Xian didn't argue, and sighed gloomily: "Don't dare to deceive Your Majesty, the minister does have this idea." From the first day I knew my life, I had this idea, last year, I also went to Qingyutang to see, those shopkeepers are detained in Beijing all the year round, it is really a little awkward, these people are only half a hundred years old, if they are released from Beijing, they can also serve the imperial court. ”

He had been to Qingyutang once last year, and he knew that this matter would one day be caught by someone with a heart, so he simply said it in front of the emperor today.

The Emperor seemed a little surprised by his calmness, and after a long silence, he finally nodded. Fan Xian was overjoyed, and the emperor smiled and said: "You can't take it all away, all the princes' mansions are all Qingyutang taking care of their own business, if you take them all away, I'm afraid that Prince Jing will not be the first to spare you." ”

Fan Xian smiled, and the emperor smiled and said: ......... Among the few, that is, Prince He dared to stand up straight in front of me and speak, but his temperament was calm and fierce, it was better for you to ......" He was silent and said: "There is a painting upstairs...... You'll take a look at it later. ”

Although he knew that the portrait was in the palace, Fan Xian still showed a slight hesitation and asked, "What painting?"

The emperor said, "The only portrait of your mother left in this world......" His eyes softened at the thought of Xiao Yezi. He whispered, "You haven't seen her, stay and take a good look...... Speaking of which, your mother really doesn't resemble you. ”

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and then listened to His Majesty sigh and said, "Although it is generally beautiful. The eccentricity is very different. She is like a man who does not let her eyebrows, otherwise she would not have such a name, she hated the so-called poetry and song the most, so she had to practice. ”

Thinking that the son in front of him was the most famous person in the world, the emperor suddenly felt that things were a little interesting, laughed loudly, pointed at Fan Xian and said: "Although the poems she makes also have the tendency to swallow the wind and clouds, they only fit her temperament, and the difference between her and yours is too great...... Too big. ”

Hong Zhu looked at the anxious urging eyes of the eunuch outside the building, and listened to the happy conversation between His Majesty and Lord Xiao Fan. Where do you dare to come forward and disturb.

Fan Xian laughed and asked curiously, "Mother...... Her Majesty has ever heard the poems she made?"

"There's only one song. The emperor leisurely recalled those years. Qingsheng chanted: "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the palace city, only the remnants are reckless, up and down the big river, and suddenly surging. Mountain Dance Silver Snake. The original Chi wax elephant wants to be higher than the Tiangong test. It is necessary to look at the red makeup wrap on a sunny day. It's extraordinarily enchanting. There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. Pity the Wei Emperor Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style,

Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, the Great Khan of the Western Barbarians, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle. The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. ”

Emperor Wei, Han Wu, Tang Sect and Song Ancestor, Fan Xian's face was very exciting, so wonderful that he was about to cramp.

The Emperor gave him a disapproving look. "Do you think this word is bad?"

Fan Xian said with a bitter face: "...... Naturally, it is full of momentum, but the minister doesn't know where this Han Wu, Tang Zong, and Song Zu are. He thought to himself, Mom, if you want to change it, it's okay to change it thoroughly, what kind of Xiban Khan...... It's really a defeat for you.

The emperor explained: "It is rumored that it was the three generations of heroes before the eons. ”

Fan Xian was dumbfounded, thinking that his mother's kung fu was very similar to his own, just like talking with Zhuang Mohan that night in Shangjing in Northern Qi, but all the things that could not be explained were all pushed back to the ancient times, and he had occasionally seen them in the annals, where is the annals?

The eunuch asked again and again, and the emperor finally left the small building, and when he left, some thin backs could not reveal a trace of sentimentality.

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There were only two people left in the small building, Hong Zhu and Fan Xian, watching the emperor's figure disappear after the layers of frost and cold branches, Fan Xian finally couldn't help but burst out, holding his stomach and laughing loudly, hahahaha, the voice resounded through the small building, indescribably happy.

Hong Zhu looked stupid on the sidelines, thinking that Fan Tisimo was not greatly stimulated because of today's incident, should he ask the imperial doctor to take a look?

After a long time, Fan Xian finally stopped laughing ridiculously because of the song "Qin Yuanchun", his stomach hurt a little from laughing, and he said to Hong Zhu out of breath: "It's okay, I'll go up, you wait for me downstairs." ”

In the process of walking upstairs, Fan Xian still couldn't stop laughing, the woman called Ye Qingmei was really a wonderful person, she didn't copy thousands of good poems, but wanted to copy this one, and it was estimated that he was also forced by Emperor Fan Jian's group of people back then...... However, maybe Lao Mao's song is exactly the right fit for that woman's mentality?

When he walked upstairs, Fan Xian's smile had completely disappeared, and he returned to his former calm, in a feudal dynasty, the word "mother copying the land" was really the first and opposite word, the emperor could say it, but she couldn't say it, no wonder she finally had such a serious conflict with this palace.

He sneered in his heart, leaving behind all the true feelings of the previous emperor in his chest, and no longer remembered it.

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Coming to the outside of the side compartment, he picked up a few cups of cold tea, Fan Xian pushed the door in, stepped on the threshold, and stood calmly in front of the portrait without a trace of hesitation and trembling.

The painting depicts a woman in a yellow shirt with a raging river in the background. The woman stood on a bluestone on the riverside, her skirt swaying gently with the river wind, facing the direction of the river, the turbid waves in the river emptied, patting the stones and turning into sediment, and the people who were the size of ants could be faintly seen in the distance on the opposite bank, carrying stones or something, maybe those people were building the river embankment.

The work of this painting is extremely exquisite. The brushstrokes are delicate, but the style is magnificent, with finesse and grandeur, whether it is the heavy scene on the other side of the river. or the nearby green and yellow mixed rocks, all of which are described very well. In particular, the big river that is tied between the two sides of the Yellow Mountain, is even more turbulent, the waves turn white, the momentum is pressing, looking at this painting, it seems to be able to feel a fierce river wind, is seeping out of the painting, blowing on the viewer's face, standing a little closer. It seems that you can hear the passionate sound of the river lapping on both banks......

But all of this, is not the point of this painting, anyone who is lucky enough to see it. In the first time, I was attracted by the woman in the yellow shirt standing on this shore, and I no longer had the extra mind to look at the landscape characters elsewhere in the painting.

In fact, the woman in the yellow shirt only showed one side, and there were a few green silks next to her crystal jade earlobe. It was fluttering gently, and his lips were slightly pursed, not knowing what he was thinking. The most eye-catching thing is her eyebrows, I saw that the eyebrows were as beautiful as a sword, not like a weak woman, but there was no more male pride, just blindly clear and sparse, which made people unspeakably loved.

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But at this time, Fan Xiandi's eyes were only staring at the square eyes that could be seen by the lieutenant general on the side face of the woman in the painting, and the expression in those eyes seemed calm. But it always seems to contain more emotions.

In just a moment, he remembered that in the cliff cave of Xishan outside the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Sean had described his mother, yes, this is the kind of look in his eyes!-soft, sad, full of love and attachment to life, yearning for beautiful things, sympathy for suffering, and self-confidence to change all this.

Fan Xian sighed, sat down slowly, looked at the painting on the wall, and didn't look away for a long time, as if he wanted to firmly engrave the woman's appearance in the painting in his heart.

Cold tea in hand, the old painting is current, he just sat in the side room in silence, I don't know how long he sat there, and he didn't notice the sunlight outside the small building, and the wind and clouds moved slowly.

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The cold tea in his hand was still undrunk, Fan Xian sat for a long time and his lips were a little dry, he suddenly tilted his head, looked at the woman in the yellow shirt in the painting and said softly: "You did a good job, but it's a pity...... Didn't take care of yourself. ”

He paused, seemed a little nervous, and wanted to organize a more appropriate language to speak to the woman in the painting.

"Of course, I am not doing as well as you, but rest assured, I will take care of myself. He stood up, looked at the painting quietly, and said softly, "Leave you here for the time being, he won't let me take it away, and I will come to see you often in a few days." "I don't know how long it will be in a few days.

Fan Xian approached the picture scroll, and suddenly smiled, full of energy, and said with a smile: "It's all going on...... It's all about the past. Count the romantic characters, let me do it. ”

After saying this, he got up and left the side room.

There was silence in the room.

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The door creaked and was hurriedly pushed open. Fan Xian went and returned, stood in the wing room again, looked directly at the woman in the painting, and asked abruptly:

"Science?"

"Female doctor?"

Naturally, the girl in the painting could not answer her son's questions many years later, so she was silent. Fan Xian's heart was sour, and he immediately smiled to cover the wetness in his eyes, bowed down sincerely, and said:

"Thank you. ”

And then he really left. The woman in the yellow shirt in the painting did not turn around, but just looked at the scene on the river, silent, with her back to the door behind her, and I don't know how long it would take to reopen.

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