The ministers walked past Fan Xian with a slightly strange face and withdrew from the Taiji Palace, and Fan Xian was also a little uneasy in his heart at this time, he knew what the pattern of the dialogue in front of the emperor was for a while, even if he was the commander of the Supervision Yuan, he was afraid that he would be extraordinarily abrupt, and his seniority was too shallow after all--but the matter had come to this, he had to respond calmly, and followed behind several old ministers with a little carelessness, and followed the eunuchs to the back of the palace.

Three turns and two times, and did not go far, then came to a side hall, the top is separated, so the space does not seem very large, on the left hand side a large row of people-high bias horizontal wooden shelves, the shelves are full of books. Fan Xian secretly looked at the surrounding layout, knowing that this was probably the legendary imperial study, and the smile on the corner of his lips was fleeting, probably thinking of the braided drama that he often watched in his previous life.

At this time, the emperor had taken off his dragon robe under the service of the eunuchs, changed into a plain shirt with a blue sky, and tied a jade belt around his waist, which looked casual. The emperor reclined on the low couch, stretched out his hand to put the tea bowl on the table, and waved his hand very casually, and the eunuchs hurriedly brought seven round stools with brocade noodles into the room. The seven old ministers bowed down to thank him, and naturally sat down.

The crown prince and the eldest prince stood very regularly next to the emperor's low couch, although there was no seat, but looking at the expressions on their faces, they knew that this was the rule all along.

It's just that there have always been only seven stools here, but today there are more young officials, and the eunuch in this imperial study may not have seen Fan Xian, so he is also a little embarrassed, I don't know if it is just a lower-level bureaucrat who came in for questioning, or some distinguished person next to him.

Everyone sat down, Fan Xian dúlì, and immediately showed him, but his father Fan Shangshu was looking at his nose and nose, and his nose was looking at his heart, and he didn't glance at him at all, Fan Xian couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, and moved his already inconspicuous position back.

His small gesture fell in the eyes of the prince, the prince smiled at him, Fan Xian only dared to reply with his eyes, but inadvertently saw that the eldest prince was behind His Majesty Xià actually yawned a little, it is estimated that this prince just returned to Beijing yesterday, I don't know how much wine he drank, today I am afraid that he is very tired.

Except for the first time in the Liujing Riverside Teahouse, today, it was the closest Fan Xian had to the emperor, and the close seemed to be within reach, he couldn't help but raise his head slightly, and glanced at it at a very fast speed, but he didn't dare to stare at the other party. After all, the other party is the emperor Lao Tzu, although there was an official named Mu Tianyan in the Qing Dynasty, but he really faced Tianyan, and no one dared to appreciate it as presumptuously as he looked at a beautiful woman.

But it was this extremely quick glance that Fan Xian saw the other party's appearance clearly, but he was almost shocked by the pair of eyes that looked back!

The emperor glanced at him, not caring about his direct gaze, Fan Xian's face showed luck, but there was no fear at all in his heart. After a while, the second prince, who was studying with the little prince in Xingqing Palace, was also invited by the eunuch, and when he entered the imperial study, he was still holding the little prince's hand. Looking at this scene of brotherly harmony, the emperor nodded slightly, and seemed to be more satisfied, and the prince had a smile on his face, but he didn't know how many swear words he cursed in his heart.

............ "Give Fan Xian a seat." After the four princes stood next to the low couch together, the emperor seemed to notice that Fan Xian was standing and gave a random order.

Fan Xian was slightly shocked and said, "The minister doesn't dare." "With his grade, it is an exception to enter the imperial study, these four princes are still standing, how dare he sit? The six old ministers listened to His Majesty giving this young guy a seat, and they also felt a little itchy under their buttocks, and they moved, twisted, coughed, obviously a little dissatisfied, thinking that they had stayed up for 20 years in the court, and only then did they have a place in front of the saint, you Fan family boy, you can have a seat in the imperial study for the first time!

The crown prince glanced at the ministers, and said respectfully to the emperor: "Father, Fan Xian is young, and his body is not as good as several old ministers, looking at his frightened appearance, let's stand." ”

These words were extremely upright and peaceful, and whether it was several old ministers or Fan Xian, they were all grateful.

At this time, the eldest prince had another sentence and said: "I remember that back then, my father and the emperor asked our brothers to listen to the lords discuss the country, and they had to stand, because the sons and daughters had to assist His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in governing the country and leveling the world, and since they were listening to the lectures, the students had to look like students......" He didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already understood, you Fan Xian is young, you are new to officialdom, what are your political achievements, and how can He De let a few princes treat you as a teacher.

Several old ministers also shook their heads - this seat seems ordinary, but the hidden meaning in it is not trivial, they dare to guarantee that if Fan Xian really has a seat in the imperial study this time, within three moments, this news will spread all over Kyoto.

Fan Xian was about to push the boat down the river and thank His Majesty, but unexpectedly, he looked at the indifferent look cast by the emperor, his heart was slightly cold, and he swallowed the words back.

............ The emperor glanced at the courtiers, and then at his eldest son, who was straightforward but more impatient, and said, "Fan Xian, he naturally can't afford this seat...... But now he has to sit, not for his work, but for his work. ”

Everyone didn't understand what they meant, but since the Holy Lord spoke, the imperial study was naturally quiet. The emperor looked at his sons and said softly: "If you can also bring back a cart of books from the Zhuang Mo Han family, I will let you sit too!"

Everyone was silent, knowing what this carriage and horse represented, although they still felt that His Majesty the Emperor was a little paranoid in the name of Wendao, but it was not easy to refute it.

The emperor knew what everyone was thinking, and said coldly: "Don't think that this is just a matter of scholars, what is a scholar, you courtiers are all scholars." There is no shortage of martial arts, what is lacking is the things in culture...... It is easy to unify the territory of the world, but it is the most difficult of the difficult to unify the hearts of the people in the world. ”

The eldest prince's face obviously showed a look of disapproval, but his father didn't finish speaking, so he naturally didn't dare to say more.

Listening to the emperor continue to say leisurely: "You can take the world immediately, but you can't rule the world immediately." The way seems to be ethereal, but it involves the heart of the world's scholars, I want to go on three northern expeditions back then, and beat the Wei clan into a mess, who would have thought that the warlords could take advantage of the chaos, but after a few years of hard work, they gathered a large number of talents, which is why there is now the Northern Qi court, blocking our horse's hooves from going north...... What do they rely on? What do they rely on is their orthodox position in the minds of the scholars of the world! The world is upright? This is not yet a matter that scholars have come up with...... Shu Wu, Yan Xingshu! You are the minister of Qingguo, but you participated in the imperial examination in the Northern Wei Dynasty, why is that?"

Scholar Shu and Yan Shangshu hurriedly stood up, panicked.

The emperor shook his hand and said: "All the scholars in the world are like this, and now there is such an ugly trend, I don't blame you for waiting, and you don't have to doubt yourself." I just want to tell you that the righteousness of the world and the return of scholars to the heart will bring many benefits, and if there are many good people in each county, they will also take advantage of their speech. He looked at his eldest son and said coldly: "I know what you are thinking, but if when you send out the army, you can resist less, and you can let your generals die a few less, don't you want to?"

The eldest prince was silent.

The emperor said coldly: "A carriage of old books can attract more scholars who travel around the world for me, and can save the lives of countless soldiers for me, so why not reward Fan Xian?"

Everyone always felt a little weird, it seemed that His Majesty was deliberately showing favor to the world, and why didn't Fan Shangshu come out to resign? However, the entire Qingguo was born in the flames of war, and the people had an overwhelming fanaticism and sense of mission for the unification of the world.

............ What is the direct relationship between the carriage and the world? Fan Xian thanked His Majesty for giving him a seat, his face was calm, he was not arrogant or dry, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart, and he didn't understand why this emperor Lao Tzu had to put himself on the fire cage to steam and roast.

――――――――――――――――――――――― red sè's velvet was opened, revealing the large map inside, the map had been restructured, and the territory of Qingguo Huang sè was constantly extending to the northeast, and behind her body was all her own, except for those wastelands. The momentum of the extension of Qingguo's territory is very rapid, and although the Northern Qi in the northeast still looks like a behemoth, it looks a little bloated in front of the beast of Qingguo. Although the Northern Qi Dynasty was also an emerging country, it not only inherited a large area of territory from the Great Wei Dynasty, but also inherited the bureaucracy and atmosphere of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Fan Xian looked at the map, listened to the sound of discussion that kept coming into his ears, and was in the power center of Qingguo, only to feel Qingguo's strong style of action and wild ambition for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, after all, the court in the north still has strength, and then look at the thoughts of Haitang and the emperor's majesty, this world is in turmoil, and the people of this world will inevitably suffer again, but I don't know what year and month it will be able to recover.

Although he was not a compassionate pacifist, he was really uninterested in such things as war.

At this time, the emperor was discussing important state affairs with several ministers, and occasionally heard a few words about the embankment of the great river, and discussed the annual income and the issue of the annual tribute of those small vassal states, Fan Xian did not know anything about these things, so naturally he would not intervene, even if he had an idea in his heart, he would not say a word at this time when he sat on the "tiger chair".

Intentionally or unintentionally, everyone forgot him in a corner of the imperial study, so he had the leisure to look at the obviously improved map, and kept being in a daze, sighing as a disciple of the Mo family.

Suddenly, a word popped into his ears - Neku! He frowned slightly, and his heart gradually became jǐngti, and the emperor left himself, and it was really not as simple as giving a stool and giving him a face.

............ "You all know that although the inner library is called the inner library, it is implicated in many key points. The emperor said hatefully: "How embarrassing it is to do it in these years, in the third year of the new calendar, dredging the southern river, and encountering the cold in the north, I ordered the inner treasury to transfer silver to the treasury, where do you know...... Guanghuiku can't even take out the silver!"

Guanghui Treasury is the Treasury of the Ten Treasury, which is dedicated to storing money and money, but the gold and silver should be placed in the carrier warehouse, and the emperor's anger seems to be the wrong object. But in any case, the carrier library and Guanghui library are the eldest princess and the household department of the joint assistant, although in the past ten years, the household department did not dare to say half a word, the household department Shangshu Fan Jian still quickly stood up and asked for guilt.

The emperor waved his hand, looked at him at all, and continued: "The new deal ended without a problem, but I am determined to make a fuss about the inner treasury, not to seek to restore the grand occasion of more than ten years ago, but at least to earn some silver for the court every year. ”

His voice was not high, and his tone was not very intense, but the power contained in it made everyone dare not speak: "The imperial sister has returned to Xinyang, and she always wants a minister to do this, if you have any good candidates, report to me and listen." ”

The ministers and princes in the imperial study all knew that this was just a passing scene, and Kyoto had long known that the candidate for His Majesty's preference was Fan Xian, who was sitting quietly in the back at this time, and His Majesty had previously "borrowed a car to play" and vigorously supported Fan Xian to take the position, which was nothing more than to make a statement to the courtiers first, and not to disagree on the selection of the chief of the inner treasury for a while.

But everyone also knows that in fact, the situation in the inner library is far from as bad as the emperor said, the goods exported to the north from the south of the Yangtze River every year, not to mention the millions of taels of silver for the imperial court, if it were not for the very secret business support of the inner library, Qingguo did not have enough financial resources to expand the borders and open up the land, and for a while there was a faint jealousy of the Fan family.

However, since His Majesty seemed so dissatisfied, no matter who took over the inner treasury after coming to Rì, he was afraid that he would have a headache with the amount of money handed over every year.

Thinking of this section, the ministers lightened their jealousy a little, but even so, no one was willing to mention Fan Xian at this time - this is a face problem, but also an economic problem, no matter how difficult it is to take care of the inner treasury, the person in charge will not be less oil and water every year, and these ministers will also get a very generous reward from Xinyang every year, how can there be no reason not to know.

The ministers didn't say anything, Fan Jian was hindered by his identity, so naturally it was difficult to nominate his son, and there was an embarrassing silence in the imperial study for a while. The emperor didn't say anything, just picked up the teacup and took a shallow sip, his face was as usual, but no one noticed the chill in his eyes.

............ "Recommended ...... by Sons"

"Recommended ...... by the sons"

Everyone in the imperial study was shocked, this silence was broken by two people at the same time, and the two who spoke at the same time, one was the crown prince and the other was the second prince, this situation can be jīng color.

The emperor nodded slightly and said, "Say it." ”

The second prince glanced at the prince, smiled slightly apologetically and said, "Since the prince has a good candidate, the ministers will listen to him." ”

The emperor looked at him and said nothing.

The crown prince saw that the second prince was humble, as the master of the East Palace, and the emperor of Qingguo in the future, he naturally took the lead, bowed to his father, and said: "Father, the son recommends Fan Xian." ”

The people in the imperial study knew that the East Palace spared no effort to pull Fan Xian, not to mention that this kind of favor was naturally done. Unexpectedly, His Majesty did not express his position immediately, but asked the second prince: "Who are you going to recommend?"

The second prince smiled slightly and said, "Erchen is also ready to recommend...... Fan Xian, Master Fan. ”

The imperial study was still quiet, but the emperor glanced at Fan Xian with meaningful eyes. Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, and he was about to get up to deal with it, but the emperor didn't give him this opportunity at all, and said lightly: "Since you two brothers think that Fan Xian can, that's him, and he will make a will after the autumn, and there is no need to send a message to all counties and states." ”

At this point, the topic is a foregone conclusion, although this is a matter agreed in the palace at the beginning of Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er's marriage a year ago, but today in the imperial study, it is proposed to pass guò, and it is recorded in the book, so naturally it can not be changed. When I think of the Fan family's father in charge of the treasury and the son in charge of the inner treasury, there will always be some strange feelings in everyone's hearts, such a holy family, such a kind of honor, Jingzhong really can't find a second family, and then see that the prince and the second prince are competing to pay Fan Xian, they know that the status of the Fan family will only go up in the next few years, I am afraid that it will only go up, not down, and cook oil with fire, but that's it!

Fan Jian and Fan Xian, father and son, hurriedly got up and thanked them, and even said that they were panicked.

The emperor didn't pay much attention to them, but asked with a smile: "Since it has been decided, I have come to ask you two brothers, why do you care about Fan Xian at the same time?"

After thinking for a while, the prince smiled and said: "Erchen just has a rough idea, Lord Fan Shangshu has been very effective in managing the country's finances, since Fan Xian is his son-in-law, he should have some talent in this regard." ”

The second prince also smiled and said: "Erchen also thinks like this, and besides, Neiku is involved in gold, silver, yellow and white things, and always needs a minister who is clean and self-conscious. ”

"Oh?" the emperor asked, "The truth is barely understood, but there are other reasons?"

The crown prince and the second prince glanced at each other, and they both felt a little confused, could it be that His Majesty was taking the opportunity to compare the two of them. The arrow was ready to be sent and had to be sent, so the prince had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "What the second brother said is very true, plus the supervision of the inner treasury has always been the responsibility of the Supervision Yuan, since Master Fan is the director of the Supervision Yuan, it will be much more convenient to come to the second division to cooperate." ”

The little prince who came in with the second prince all the way has been standing for a long time, his feet are a little sore, and he may not be able to understand what these white-bearded ministers are saying to his father, jīng God can't help but feel a little uncomfortable, in a trance, a little strange, giggling and childishly said: "Brother Prince, according to what you said, isn't this Fan Xian monitoring himself?"

He is a child, so he can speak presumptuously, and others will only think that it is a childlike word, but it seems to be an unintentional word, but it directly points to the mistakes and omissions of the prince's previous words. Although the ministers did not dare to speak, the prince was slightly stunned.

Fortunately, the second prince was also distressed at this time: "Father, the son really can't think of it." ”

The emperor did not reproach the crown prince for a word, but said lightly: "I can't think of it?

Everyone in the imperial study saw that the saint was going to the east and west, obviously he was interested in Fan Xian, but he wanted to find trouble with his two sons, and he really felt that the sacred heart was unpredictable, so he had to keep his mouth shut tightly, for fear of causing some trouble.

Fan Xian, as a party, felt that the "tiger chair" under his buttocks was not only stabbing people, but also a little hot buttocks. At this moment, the second prince said with a little uneasiness: "Actually...... There is another reason, which is...... Because the sons ...... I have a good personal relationship with Lord Fan. ”

............ His Majesty looked at his second son quietly, and after a while, he suddenly laughed, his laughter seemed very comfortable, and said: "There are thousands of them, only this one is enough...... What is this inner library? It is the treasury of the royal family, since Fan Xian wants to take care of the inner library, he naturally has to be close enough to the royal family, since Fan Xian has done it in Taichang Temple, this closeness is enough. ”

Of course it's enough, no matter what Fan Xian says, he pretends to be a county lord and a concubine, how to say it, the crown prince, the second prince also often calls him brother-in-law. The prince listened on the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that the second child was really powerful, and he actually guessed the answer that his father wanted, why was he a little slower?

―――――――――――――――――――――――――― because the army had just returned and the border had been set, the discussion seemed longer than usual, and it was past lunchtime. When the emperor looked at the sky, he ordered the eunuchs to prepare a meal, and the ministers and princes were left to eat together. Fan Xian'er ate something from the imperial dining room for the first time today, and he didn't think anything was unusual, but it was just some green vegetables, fish and chicken, etc., and what made him even more comfortable was that eating with the saint was not as uncomfortable as he imagined, and he didn't need to kowtow again before eating.

The previous words of the crown prince and the second prince all fell on his ears, knowing that he couldn't hide, and when he looked at the middle-aged man on the dragon couch again, he couldn't help but feel a little more jǐng and chill in his heart - the emperor's favor was based on a certain absurd fact, but he didn't think that an emperor would have much such a rare thing as family affection.

Fan Xian is not a person who is easy to control, he kneels and kneels, endures and endures, listens and listens, but when something threatens his bottom line, he will smile and touch his left calf, kneel, endure, listen, just fuck you.

The crown prince and the princes honestly waited for His Majesty to eat, and then went to the side hall to eat. At this time, the saint and several old ministers were chatting, and naturally they didn't talk about state affairs at the dinner table, so all they talked about was whose well water was excellent for making tea, and the watermelon in a certain state was as big as a boulder, how to do it, and occasionally mentioned the world's anecdotes, naturally it was inevitable to mention the death of Zhuang Mohan, and everyone's voices seemed to be gloomy.

In short, this meal was much easier than the family banquet in Fan's house. Fan Xian was a little hungry, and he didn't prickly up his ears to listen to the conversation over there, and was holding a long soup bean sprout with chopsticks in his mouth, when he suddenly heard His Majesty pointing at him and saying, "Fan Xian, come here." ”

Fan Xian put down his chopsticks in a daze, glanced at the fragrant soup bean seedlings with some reluctance, a bright smile on his face, and quickly walked to the side of the saint's low couch, looking at the thin but heroic cheeks, his eyes played a trace of excitement and gloom just right, and bowed.

The old ministers didn't know what His Majesty was calling him to do, so they listened with some curiosity. His majesty glanced at him with a smile and said, "Remember what I promised you in the teahouse on the bank of the Liujing River?"

Fan Xian didn't expect that His Majesty the Emperor would tell the story of that coincidence in front of these high-ranking officials, and said with a smile: "The minister didn't know that it was His Majesty, and he also slapped the palace commander, offended the holy driver, and he really deserved death." ”

Relying on the face of the elders of the three dynasties, the official secretary asked himself: "It turns out that the Holy Lord and Lord Xiao Fan have met outside the palace. ”

When the emperor of Qingguo was discussing state affairs, he seemed not angry and powerful, but at this time he seemed very easy-going, and he smiled and told the courtiers about it. Fan Jian secretly said ridiculously in his heart, so he had to ask the saint to forgive the dog for the offense again, but the rest of the elders of the court were secretly muttering, no wonder Fan Xian was so favored by the saint, it turned out that there was such an adventure, this kid's luck was inevitably too good, and he couldn't help but wonder what His Majesty promised Fan's son.

"I once said that I would allow your sister a good marriage. The emperor looked at Fan Xian's eyes very softly, and there was a hint of self-pride that the Son of Heaven should never have, "Now that Miss Fan has promised the prince of King Jing, what do you think of this marriage?"

Fan Xian's heart was more bitter than eating Coptis chinensis, but his face was full of emotion, and he followed his father to thank him again and again. After being slightly stunned, several old ministers beside him also began to slap their horses, saying that when they met a courtier by the bank of the Xià River, they achieved a marriage, which is really a good story for the ages.

The voice was a little loud, and it reached the ears of several princes who were eating in the next room, the eldest prince frowned, but the prince smiled slightly, and felt even more wise about his decision to win over the Fan family, and subconsciously looked at the face of the second imperial brother, but found that this face was unchanged, still as slow and logical as in all these years - even a little strange slow and continuous chewing food, and couldn't help but scold this hypocrisy in the bottom of his heart.

Inside and outside the hall where the imperial study is located, there is a sound of laughter and praise, who knows the troubles and pains in Fan Xian's heart.

............ And when Fan Xian walked out of the palace gate in the afterglow and looked at the prince riding on a horse at the entrance of Xinjie, the troubles in his heart were even greater. Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, greeted him with joy on his face, and his face also showed the joy of reunion after a long absence, completely missing the true feelings in his heart.

The sun is setting and the night is approaching.