The Fan family is now divided into the front house and the back house, and occupies a large area of the south city, in the middle of the two houses is a garden with rockery and flowing water, and the garden is naturally not small, at this time it is a cold winter, the trees are stiff early, and only some frozen bamboo and plum are still stretching. In the early morning, there was a sudden sound of rapid breathing in the garden of Fanfu.

"Hey, hey...... Hey...... Shout. ”

Fan Xian was wearing a single suit, running around the courtyard wall of the garden, and he was in a hurry to exercise as soon as he recovered from his injury, so he couldn't help but feel a little tired and panting. The two tiger guards on duty and several six-place swordsmen were guarding all corners of the garden, making sure to ensure the safety of Lord Tiji's early exercise.

Outside the study in the distance, Deng Ziyue and Gao Gao showed strange expressions, and their eyes moved with Fan Xian. They didn't understand why Fan Xian had to run for so long every morning, and Fan Xian hadn't explained, practicing twice every time was a good habit he had developed since he was very young, and now that he was injured and couldn't cultivate his true qi, he could only work harder in exercising his body's muscles, and being hidden was one of Fan Xian's best qualities.

The maids who got up in the morning in the back house did not look at the young master who was running, and in these rì, everyone had long been accustomed to it, squatting in front of the stone steps of the lower room to brush their teeth, spraying foam and chatting. These are all good things in the inner library, and only the back house of the Fan family is willing to buy it for the next person to use, who calls Fan Xian a person who has a slight jīng god and cleanliness.

Ten laps were finally finished, Fan Xian stood under the eaves outside the study, panting heavily, his hands crossed on his waist, his head down, looking like Yao Ming in the fourth section, waving his hand, and motioning to wait for a while with a copper basin next to him.

The women in the family are still on the Cangshan Mountain, so another girl in the front house was sent to serve him, this girl with two braids, curiously glanced at the sweaty young master, and felt so strange in her heart, why do you have to be so bitter about yourself like the young master? She put the copper basin on the bench, put on a coat for Fan Xian, flicked it in the basin with her tail fingertips, tested the water temperature, and said softly: "Young master, according to your instructions, the water is very hot, and it will be cold if you put it aside for a while." ”

Fan Xian nodded, reached into the copper basin and picked up the towel, didn't care about the hot water at all, didn't twist it much, lowered his body and covered the towel on his face, and wiped it very hard.

Drops of water dripped from between the towel and his cheeks, and they rang for a bang.

After washing his face, his face was already hot and a little red, and the god jīng seemed to be much better, his eyes were clear, he threw the towel back into the basin, glanced at the two people around him, and said after a little hesitation: "I want to enter the palace today, Ziyue, you go to one place to see if there are any hospital affairs pressed in the past few days." ”

Deng Ziyue answered and went by himself. Fan Xian glanced at Gundam again and said, "You wait for me outside for a while, and I'll look for you for something later." ”

After the news in Kyoto settled, knowing that the palace did not intend to eliminate himself from the **, Fan Xian no longer had anything taboo, so he summoned four tiger guards to come down from Cangshan. Gao Da was not on duty today, and was shouted by Fan Xian, and he was already a little puzzled, but when he said this, his heart was a little calm, and he stayed outside the study according to his words.

Entering the quiet study, the expression in Fan Xian's eyes became slightly darker, and he sat straight on the chair, checked the condition of his body very carefully, and found that the condition after the explosion of the true qi in his body last time had not been improved much, and the meridians were still full of holes, and the true qi scattered between the internal organs was honest for the time being, and did not harm the function of the internal organs. In this situation, he didn't dare to forcibly mobilize the True Qi to return to the meridians, but if he waited for the meridians to recover automatically, who knew when he would have to go?

After returning home from Cangshan, Fan Xian has been very silent, and has not participated in the discussions and battles of the outside world, in the eyes of the older generation such as Chen Pingping and Fan Jianfeijie, young people may have been frightened by the shock that came one after another, and that level of political struggle is indeed not something that Fan Xian can control today, so he acquiesced to his dullness.

But only Fan Xian himself knows that the biggest reason why he seems to be loose-minded in this period of rì and let his parents arrange it is because of his physical condition. Uncle Wuzhu once said that no one in this world can really trust, so Fan Xian only trusts himself, in his opinion, whose grace, whose care of the old, is not as reassuring as his own strength, even if there is a tiger guard around him, there is a supervision institute and a group of Qi Nian, but if there is really something discordant, in the end, only his own force can be relied on.

The problem was that he was now completely dissipated, and he had no ability to protect himself at all—although people outside thought that his injuries were gradually healing, he knew that this was far from the case—so he had to be silent, he had to shrink into his shell like a turtle, and although his posture was ugly, it was better to be safe.

There was a knock on the door outside the study, Fan Xian hummed, and it was the daughter-in-law of the vine family who pushed the door in, holding a tray in her hand, on which were placed two bowls of decoction and a few small bowls of pills, revealing a strong smell of herbs.

Fan Xian's medicine is now the daughter-in-law of the vine family staring at it every day, and there are not many people he can fully trust in this very important link.

The daughter-in-law of the vine family put the tray on the table, and hurriedly went to the side to pour a few cups of warm tea, and lined them up on the table like a soldier, for fear that Fan Xian would not have time to pour water when he swallowed the medicine.

Fan Xian shook his head, holding the medicine bowl in one hand and a pill in the other, just like eating a sugar pill and drinking sugar water, he sent it to his mouth without changing his face.

It's just that the amount of medicine is too much, and it took him a while to empty all the medicine on the tray in such a heroic and turbulent way.

"I'm sorry young master. The daughter-in-law of the vine family smacked her lips with pity on her face, as if she was taking the medicine.

In addition to pity, this woman also admires the young master very much, so many medicines are poured every day, where is this person's life? That Master Fei from the Supervision Institute is also right, isn't it just a knife wound, so nervous, and prescribe so many medicines?

Fan Xian smiled and said, "I saved money for breakfast." ”

The master and servant laughed, and the daughter-in-law of the vine family left the study. Fan Xian sat behind the desk and began to be in a daze, eating one catty and two catties of medicine every day, the teacher's medical skills naturally do not need to be mentioned, it is indeed of great benefit to the cultivation of the meridians, but it is not a complete solution after all.

Thinking of this section, he couldn't help but think of Haitang's letter, Kuhe was really willing to pass on Tianyi's exercises to himself?

He laughed self-deprecatingly, it seemed that the other party was preparing to cultivate himself like a fierce tiger - this kind of method, Nanqing people have also done, such as the eldest princess, such as himself, all hope that the Uesugi tiger in the north can continue to maintain his bravery, so that the other party's court is always in a state of tension and unease.

Tianyi Gongfa is spreading, such an important matter, Kuhe must not dare to be careless, and Tianyi is only Haitang has a good relationship with himself, Fan Xian concluded that the one who went south to pass on the Gong after rì must be Haitang, as soon as he thought of this, Fan Xian somehow, began to look forward to that day.

Suddenly, his eyes lowered, looking at the cups of tea in front of him, and felt that these cups of green and yellow tea were like one-eyed weirdos, and after being stunned, he laughed out loud because of his strange association, and then his throat was astringent, his stomach was swollen, and he vomited!

Knowing that he had taken too much medicine and was eating too fast, he quickly picked up a cup of tea and poured it, rubbed his chest with palpitations, and smiled bitterly on his face, no longer looking like he was shaking in front of the daughter-in-law of the vine family.

For some reason, after being tossed like this, his mood got strangely better, and he left behind all his life experience, hatred, threats, the palace, and Jiangnan. That's right, life is a myriad of pills, you always have to swallow slowly, maybe it's bitter, maybe it's choking, but you still have to eat, it's always good to be happy.

............ Gundam was holding the sword behind him with one hand, his feet standing on his feet, and he was imposing, but no one saw the hand behind him holding the long hilt trembling slightly. He looked at Fan Xian, who was smiling not far in front of him, and sighed in his heart, secretly wondering why Lord Tisi was so happy today?

After Fan Xian left the study, Gundam realized that Lord Tisi had asked him to get up early today to have a fight with him.

Gao Da knew that he was not Fan Xian's opponent, and the other party had only recently been seriously injured, of course he refused to agree, but he was forced by Fan Xian, and in the end the two decided not to have a real fight. This is exactly what Fan Xian wants, he has no real anger at all, so naturally he can't really fight.

The tiger guard's long knife was aimed at the black sè dagger that was picked up by the palace guards from the golden thread chrysanthemum bush in front of the hanging temple. The two "masters" fought against each other in the garden of Fan's mansion, and the jingle was not lively, causing many people to watch and watch the excitement, and some of them were even more bold, cheering for the young master with their voices at their throats.

You can't use true qi, it's all about the body's control and reaction speed, and after a while, Gundam actually fell behind! Any trick doesn't seem to work very well in front of Fan Xian's reaction and speed, and there is no true qi attached to the weapon, Gundam actually found that Fan Xian's strength is greater than his own, for this problem, he is really puzzled, he knows how hard he practices martial arts, how can Master Tisi still be above himself?

Especially now facing Fan Xian, not just facing a subordinate, when I think of Fan Xian's rumored boiling background, Gundam's shot will always be a little subconsciously afraid. As a result, the other went up, and after several encounters, his hand holding the long knife trembled.

Fan Xian pulled his fingers, and the slender black dagger skillfully turned in circles on his hand, drawing a circle of black light, which looked very weird, in fact, this was just the pen-turning kung fu he practiced in class before he was hospitalized in his previous life, but in the eyes of Gundam, this trick was really powerful.

He looked at Gundam, frowned and shook his head, and said, "You can also see that I am injured, don't leave your hand." ”

After saying this, his toes were a little on the slightly slippery cold winter mud, and the whole person leaned forward and rushed quickly, Gundam's eyes flashed, and finally his two hands held the handle of the long knife, his legs squatted slightly, and he shouted: "Break!"

The long knife was slashing down, cutting through the early morning air in the back house of the Fan Mansion.

The knife fell quickly, Fan Xian made a faster move, and when the Gundam long knife was still held above his head, he had already rushed in front of the other party, with a flick of his legs and a mouthful of his wrist, like a bird eating food, he stabbed down fiercely while holding the dagger!

With a crisp sound, the two people took two steps apart, trembled twice and stood firmly. Fan Xian took advantage of the situation, so that Gundam's long knife could not fully exert its strength, but Gundam took advantage of the weight of the long knife itself, and the two of them were tied.

Fan Xian smiled, waved his hand and said, "That's it for today, let's fight tomorrow, let's fight every day...... In my opinion, this is still very good for healing. ”

After saying this, he coughed twice, covered his lips with his sleeve, looked at the trace of blood on his sleeve, and was not very alarmed, although the last blow did not use any true qi, but the blood rushed back, and there was no true qi to protect the heart, and he still suffered some injuries.

Gundam didn't notice this, just frowned and said, "My lord, it's best not to invoke True Qi after you are injured. However, it doesn't seem to be of much use to use combat instead of training with true qi, after all, when facing the enemy, the difference is too great...... Even if you train your body to the extreme, it is impossible to bring much benefit to the realm. ”

As the commander of the Tiger Guard, he watched Fan Xian running, mistakenly thinking that Fan Xian was planning to take a new path of cultivation, enter the inner family with external skills, and naturally adhere to the duties of his subordinates, and expressed his opposition to this "crooked and evil way" very cautiously.

Fan Xian smiled: "It's just a matter of sparse meridians, of course I know what is the basis, you don't have to worry." ”

He didn't say a word - in this world, there are indeed people who can't be really angry, but they can still reach the top level - such as Uncle Wuzhu.

The murder in the alley outside the mansion the night before, Gao Gao had reported it to him, he thought that Uncle Wuzhu had killed an assassin from Xinyang, and he didn't care much, but he just thought that there was always a rì that he had to find a secluded house, and then let Uncle Wuzhu cut a few plates of shredded radishes, and drink a few cups of wine by himself, reminiscing about the happy time in Shanzhou.

At this time, the red rì has come out, the morning cold has gone a little, and the maid ring of the front house has already come to shout. Fan Xian went into the house to change his clothes, and went to the front house, looking at Chu Shengxu all the way, the garden was full of light winter scenery, and his heart was sparse and comfortable, and he didn't know that the closest Uncle Wuzhu had drifted away to recuperate, and what kind of danger he had faced, fortunately, this qiē had passed.

―――――――――――――――――――― the atmosphere of breakfast in Fan's Mansion was a little weird.

After all, the people in the front house don't serve Fan Xian every day, so those handsome little girls always like to greedily peep at the young master's "beauty sè", anyway, the young master is used to being seen by others, and he doesn't care about this. But today, there are not many maids who dare to look at Fan Xian, who has just entered the door, just standing behind the table in silence to serve, occasionally daring to glance at it, but the eyes revealed are fearful.

Imperial power is like the sky, and this idea has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of all the common people and scholars in the world. And now it is rumored that Fan Xian is the illegitimate son of the emperor and the mistress of the Ye family, so everyone looks at Fan Xian differently, the blood of the heavenly family...... is no longer just the amiable, lovely and respectable young master at the beginning, and he is no longer just a powerful minister with both civil and military skills, but the son of the Son of Heaven.

It's just that in this rumor, the master of Fan Mansion, the corner of Fan Jian, the head of the household book, can't help but be a little embarrassed, so no matter how curious the servants of Fan Mansion are, it is impossible to show it at the dinner table, unless they don't want to die, so they have to whisper for a while in the warm quilt in the room late at night.

Fan Xian could also notice this abnormality, but the beautiful smile on his face did not disperse, and he walked straight to the table, behaved properly, and respectfully greeted his father, who was sitting on it.

Fan Jian half-closed his eyes and nodded naturally. Liu's face, which was sitting next to Fan Jian, was a little weird, and he forcibly covered it, but the smile he showed was still a little unnatural.

The Liu family has a deep background, of course they know the truth of the rumors, and they have been shocked these days, especially when they think that they thought about poisoning the young man in front of them back then, and they are even more afraid. As soon as she thought of Fan Xian's true identity, she felt that it was very inappropriate for her to receive this gift, and she wanted to stand up and avoid it, but she was afraid that the old man would be angry.

As if sensing that it was her abnormality, the corners of Fan Jian's lips floated with a hint of sarcasm, slowly opened his eyes, looked at his son in front of him, and said, "I want to enter the palace today, pay attention to my behavior." ”

Fan Xian laughed: "It's not the first time I've gone back, there's nothing to pay attention to, it's not the same as before." ”

It's not the same as before, the meaning in this sentence is very simple, but it is not simple. Liu's heart, who was listening, was slightly cold, and when he was still pondering, the father and son over there had already looked at each other with a smile, and they knew each other well.

............ was eating, suddenly heard the sound of people faintly coming from the main gate on the east side of the garden, Fan Jian frowned and said, "Who is making a noise?" Fan Xian handed over the towel and asked Liu to wipe off the porridge on his beard for his father, he knew that his father had taken the path of righteousness since he left the Liujinghe career, and at this time, seeing his father's slightly angry and dirty beard, he couldn't help laughing: "What can you do, you can eat with peace of mind." ”

Fan Anyi was stunned when he heard it, and he couldn't care anymore before persuading his father to eat at ease, stopped his chopsticks, and looked at the door in a daze, not knowing what he should say for a while.

Shao nǎinǎi Lin Wan'er, Miss Fan Ruoruo, at this time, had already led Sisi Siqi and two big maids, a retinue maid, and returned to Kyoto from Cangshan in a carriage, and at this time they had arrived at the gate of the house!

Fan Xian looked at his father and said in amazement, "Father, aren't we hiding it from the mountain?"

If Wan'er and this cadre hurriedly returned to Kyoto in the early morning, they must have moved yesterday, but they actually came back overnight, so anxious, that even the tiger guards and the officials of the Supervision Yuan who stayed on the mountain did not have time to send a letter to themselves...... This is naturally because the girls' families finally know the rumors circulating in Kyoto, such a big thing, they are worried about Fan Xian, of course, they have to hurry back.

Fan Jian learned that it was his daughter-in-law's daughter who came home, and his face had already regained his calm, he took the towel from Liu's hand and wiped it twice, lowered his head to drink porridge, and said slowly: "Ye Ling'er's girl and the county lord of Roujia are both on the mountain, can this matter be hidden for a few days?"

Looking at his son's blank expression, Fan Jian smiled and said, "You young people have something to say, go to the back house, stay for a while and let the small kitchen remake it for you, come down from this cold place on the mountain, and get some hot again." ”

Fan Xian knew that his father would let him go, so he quickly responded and went out of the hall to pick up people.

―――――――――――――――――――――― the house was quiet, Fan Xian and Wan'er Ruoruo sat in the room, like three mud bodhisattvas, they didn't seem to know who should speak, after all, this matter is a bit complicated, if Fan Xian is allowed to explain, I am afraid that I will have to say a long story, if I let the girls' families ask, but I don't know what the rumors are about, ask randomly, will it make Fan Xian unhappy.

After a long time, Wan'er finally bit her lower lip and asked tentatively, "Have the rumors in Beijing subsided?"

"Nope. When Fan Xian heard his wife's question, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Where can the rumors of this kind of thing stop for a while...... You two too, how big of a deal is this? It's worth going down the mountain in such a hurry, walking all night, and if I fall you two, how can I get better?"

At this time, he taught his wife and sister a lesson, but he forgot that he was like a panicked dog who lost his home when he went down the mountain, and was ridiculed by Fan Jian and Chen Pingping.

"I'm going to enter the palace in a while. Fan Xian thought about it, looked at his sister who was speechless, his wife who was at a loss, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, let's talk about it when I come back in the evening...... But there is a sentence in front, I Fan Xian, I am always Fan Xian, this guarantee can be given. ”

............ Fan Xian went out and began to prepare for entering the palace, but Sisi, who was full of tiredness, came to him. Sisi grew up with Fan Xian, needless to say, the key is that he was extremely bold and cultivated by Fan Xian, and there were no taboos and too many thoughts of respect and humility. Lin Wan'er and Ruoruo both had some things that they couldn't ask, but this big girl was much more direct, she mysteriously took Fan Xian's sleeve, came to a secluded place in the garden, and asked:

"Young Master, listen to Miss Ye, you ...... Mother is the mistress of the Ye family?"

Fan Xian laughed, patted Sisi's head, and said, "Sisi is still the happiest." Then he lowered his voice and replied mysteriously, "Yes." ”

Sisi opened her mouth wide, and immediately turned into a simple smile, this big girl is two years older than Fan Xian, but she has always been such a soft and stunned xìngzi, still not satisfied with the gossip heart, and continued to ask: "That...... Are you really ...... The son of His Majesty?"