In the second morning, before the dawn came, the mist was blowing in the col, the moon of last night had moved to the opposite square field, several carriages of the Fan Mansion did not alarm anyone in the grange, and drove in the direction of Kyoto, at the gate of the small courtyard behind, Fujiko Jing stood with his wife on crutches and leaned against the door to see each other, next to the two, the little girl was rubbing her eyes, and she didn't seem to wake up.

The carriage went to the gate of Kyoto again, but now it was not the same as when it came, and the carriage of the Fan Mansion was marked with great eye-catching, and the officers and soldiers of the city patrol division who had just opened the city gate checked it for a while, and then put a few carriages into the city. After all, Jiao Ziheng, the former head of the City Patrol Division, was tragically deprived of his post because of the assassination of Fan's eldest son, and the current officers and soldiers of the City Patrol Division avoided it when they looked at the square mark on the Fan family's carriage, how dare they embarrass it.

When the car arrived at Fan's house, Fan Sizhen yawned and got out of the car, and instructed the subordinates who came up: "There are wax goods in the car, get them to the back and put them away first, but you are not allowed to steal them, that is the favor prepared by the eldest brother!" Then he glared and roared: "If you dare to eat the muntjac and find that the muntjac only has three legs, beware that I will cut off one of your legs to pay off the debt!"

The guards also got down from the carriage behind, Wang Qinian walked to the side of the carriage, waiting for Fan to be idle, but after a long time, he found that there was no movement on the car, opened the curtain and looked, but he was startled, only to see that the carriage was empty, Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo didn't know where to go. He hurriedly ran behind Fan Sizhen and asked, "Little boy, may I ask Lord Fan?" Fan Sizhen looked back at him twice, and said: "Look at your nervousness, my brother and sister got out of the car on the way, probably going on an outing, I don't like to see you always following." ”

Wang Qinian was half frightened to death, this time he was able to return to the Supervision Yuan thanks to this Master Fan, when Dean Chen Pingping personally met him, he told him to ensure the personal safety of Lord Fan, and not to get out of sight, where did he think that Lord Fan went out of the city and secretly left his group behind. Fan Sizhen looked at his nervous expression, frowned and said, "He said he would come back in the afternoon, you don't have to be too nervous." He actually didn't know the true identity of Wang Qinian, and at first he thought it was a master sent by his father to Fan Xian, but then he vaguely noticed that something was wrong, but he didn't bother to think deeply.

Wang Qinian also ignored the second son, glanced at his subordinates, got into the carriage, and drove out of the city.

............ Xia Rì was hot and even the sound of the cicadas was a little weak, and Fan Xian led Ruoruo for a walk on the banks of the Liujing River on the outskirts of Beijing. Fortunately, it was still early, and there were always green trees on the riverside, so it was bearable. Fan Xian had already unbuttoned the placket at this time, revealing a large piece of skin on his chest, but Ruoruo did not have such benefits, so he had to take a handkerchief and fan the wind. Fan Xian saw her hard work, smiled slightly, took the handkerchief and soaked it in the Liujing River, and then handed it to her to cool down.

"Do you know why this river is called Liujing River?"

According to the records of the Kyoji, this name should have existed before the present dynasty, as if to say that the river runs around Kyoto, west into Cangshan, the terrain is undulating from time to time, some places flow extremely fast, and some places are quiet like a mirror, and like a still crystal, so it has a name called Liujing River. ”

Fan Xian nodded, thinking of a quiet place in the river beside him, where flower boats swam from time to time, and he thought of the girl who was still locked up in the prison, and he didn't know what the final result would be when he greeted that woman. After walking for a while, I can finally see in the distance among the green trees on the opposite riverbank, there is a faint dwelling, it is a fresh and elegant small courtyard, a few bamboos stretch out from the courtyard wall, standing towards the sky, in this hot summer, it is actually exuding a cold air that stands proudly in the turbid world.

"Is that the Taiping Courtyard?" Fan Xian frowned and looked at it and asked softly. Fan Ruoruo responded: "Yes, I heard that the owner of the Ye family lived here many years ago, and later the Ye family's property was returned to the inner library, and this courtyard became a royal courtyard, but when I often chatted with Rou Jia, I never heard of any lady living here." ”

Fan Xian snorted, nodded, and suddenly a smile bloomed on his face, it turned out that this was the place where his mother used to work and fight. Ruoruo saw the smile on his brother's face, and somehow he was in a very happy mood, and asked, "What is so happy?" Fan Xian pinched his sweaty fingers, shook his head, and didn't say anything, he brought his sister here today, it was already a very bold thing, although what he saw in Beijing, the Ye family didn't seem to be a big taboo, but since his father and Wuzhu were so cautious, it was better for him to be careful, and he didn't say anything for the time being.

He came here today to take a look, mainly because he wanted to enter this courtyard to worship and worship, but since it has become an annex to the palace, it is naturally inconvenient to go. It's just that he doesn't know where his mother's grave is, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

After coming to this world, he has not seen the woman who gave birth to his own body, but for no reason he recognized her as his mother in his heart, maybe because his parents died early in his previous life, and he left nothing, so he didn't have time to develop attachment to his mother, and after coming to Qingguo, whether it was the escape at the beginning of rebirth, or a qiē when he was in Zhouzhou, and many wonderful encounters after coming to Beijing, all of this qiē seems to show the strength and power that the woman once had. and a certain determination, reminding him that his mother was that woman, the woman named Ye Qingmei.

Ye light eyebrows, looking down on the world's eyebrows.

Fan Xian even had a question, could it be that his mother did not die at all, but hid in a corner far away, with a gentle but cold smile, silently watching his every move in this world, every struggle and every relief.

But Sinambo interrupted this fantasy in cold blood, and said that his mother's grave was in an extremely hidden place in Kyoto, and if the time was ripe, he would naturally let him go to worship.

Fan Xian sighed, knelt down, and kowtowed to the small courtyard on the other side of the river. Fan Ruoruo was slightly stunned, not understanding what her brother meant, but Bing Xue was as smart as her, and suddenly guessed something, and couldn't help but turn slightly pale with fright, but immediately calmed down, and knelt down with Fan Xian and bowed to the other side of the river.

There are green trees to shade, so even if there are people on the other side, it must be difficult to see, there is a pair of snowy people kneeling on the ground, bowing to this side, this scene is very interesting.

Fan Xian was a little surprised, took her little hand and stood up, Wen Yan asked, "Why kneel with me?" Ruoruo smiled reluctantly: "What should I call Auntie?" Fan Xian smiled and said: "I know that you can guess, I didn't want to avoid you when I brought you here today, and there are some things that only I know and can't talk about outside, it's really a very depressing thing." Fan Ruoruo sighed: "No wonder my brother has been living in Lanzhou since he was a child. ”

Fan Xian said: "I only know that my mother is the one from the Ye family, didn't you hear your father or Aunt Liu mention this when you were a child?" Fan Ruoruo thought about it and shook her head helplessly. Fan Xian sighed, guessing that it was probably because the palace was very disgusted that the Ye family had descendants, so his father had been hiding this matter, but ...... With the ability of the imperial court, if Si Nanbo had something to do with the mistress of the Ye family at the beginning, how could this kind of relationship escape the attention of the palace? Unless the Supervision Yuan has been hiding it for his father, no matter how much Chen Pingping respects his mother and wants to save his little life, he should not be able to hide this matter in the slightest.

All kinds of confusion welled up in his heart, which made him extremely annoyed. It's just a child without a mother.,I'm starting to suspect the other part.,This psychological trend is really unpleasant.。

——————————————————————————————— brother and sister didn't dare to get too close to the courtyard, walked through the forest to the official road, and walked along the road in the direction of Kyoto, preparing to go farther to find a post shop and ask Xiao Er to pull a carriage over. After walking a short distance, I found that there was a small road on the official road that was leading to the left-hand direction, and there was a bluestone hidden in the grass every step away, with moss growing on it, which was extremely difficult to find, and it looked quite chic, and it should be very few people walking.

Fan Xian's eyesight is excellent, and he can see that there is a small wooden bridge at the end of the path, thinking that it leads to the Taiping Courtyard, he can't help but sigh in the depths of his heart, forcibly turn his eyes, and say with a smile: "The handkerchief has dried, will it be too hot?"

Fan Ruoruo's eyebrows always had a cold that seemed to be indissolvable, but there was no such feeling in front of Fan Xian, at this time, beads of sweat oozed from the green silk at the corners of her forehead, slowly flowing on her reddish cheeks, adding a little brilliance, but making Fan Xian slightly stunned. She softly replied that it was okay, and continued on with her brother.

When I walked for a short time, I came to a tea shop, the shop was all made of green bamboo, and it was very cool to be shaded by the wind, Fan Xian was happy at first sight, and took his sister's hand and broke in, shouting: "Come to two cups of tea." ”

There was a silence that answered him, there were not many people in the tea shop, and there was a middle-aged man standing at the innermost table, who slowly looked back after hearing Fan Xian's voice, this person's eyes were deep-set, and his nose was like an eagle's hook. The middle-aged man looked at Fan Xian's god very unkindly, as if he had seen a certain little white rabbit.

Fan Xian was shocked, and recognized that the other party was the leader of the guards who slapped him outside the Qing Temple and shocked himself to vomit blood, Lord Gongdian. Wang Qinian was kicked out of the Supervision Institute because the other party had been trying hard to catch him!