Comparison of Northern Qi and Southern Qing?

This topic is a little sensitive, that is, you can't weaken the momentum of your country, and as an envoy, you can't lose the face of Northern Qi too much. But Fan Xian replied fluently, as if he had been thinking about this answer since his mother's womb, and what he said was reasonable, sonorous, and fast, which made the begonia girl angry and crooked her face that seemed to be forever quiet, and made His Majesty the Emperor open his mouth wide, revealing those well-maintained white teeth.

I saw Fan Xian smile gently, clenched his fists, and said a few words:

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"The minister doesn't know. ”

A good foreign minister didn't know, the emperor was stunned at first, and then began to laugh, this is a scoundrel, but he is not good at how to treat him, after all, he is the so-called "foreign minister", even if he knows how Qingguo is, he doesn't know how Qi is, how can he compare?

The emperor looked at Fan Xian, smiled and shook his head: "I only found out today that the generation of poets and immortals I am thinking about is actually a clever debater, no wonder Emperor Nanqing will send you to be a righteous envoy." ”

Fan Xian said with a smile: "The foreign minister has only been an official for a year, and His Majesty sent the minister here, mainly to admire the northern culture, and the minister has a little reputation in this regard, so he will let the minister be more edified." ”

The emperor smiled and said, "The name of the poet immortal is here, and I will naturally let those students who are too learned to come and listen to Fan Qing's lecture." ”

Fan Xian felt bitter in his heart, thinking that he was a fake professor who didn't need to attend classes in Qingguo Kyoto Taixue, how could he come to the north and become a visiting professor.

"If I go south, how much will Fan Qing think it will be?"

The young man's face was quiet, but the sense of majesty that he had cultivated in the deep palace since he was a child suddenly came to his face, this sensitive and arrogant question, today, only two people can ask. But it was the envoys of the enemy country who were asking, and the meaning was a little interesting, like a spring thunder exploding - Fan Xian's face did not change. He replied lightly: "There is no calculation." ”

"Why?" the emperor on the side of the column looked at Fan Xian coldly.

"If you don't think about war, you will be in danger. Fan Xian smiled and said: "Qing people are more warlike, and they will die, but fortunately, the two Majesties, one is working hard, and the other is old and strong, which just balances these two ends." ”

The Emperor suddenly asked, "What kind of person is the Emperor of your Qingguo?" I have exchanged two personal letters with him, but I have never understood him. ”

Fan Xian began to scold his mother in his heart. I thought that I was the minister of Qingguo after all, what did you mean by playing such a trick? When the Emperor of Northern Qi saw him, he laughed and said softly: "Your emperor will eventually grow old, and I will eventually grow up." In the future, I will go south, and I hope that Fan Qing can be the minister of my palace. ”

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, and replied without humility or arrogance: "If Your Majesty goes south as a guest." The ministers will be congratulated as poems. ”

The same is to go south, but the meaning is both ends, the meaning of the emperor of Qi is naturally to lead the army to the south and swallow Qingguo into the territory. Fan Xian's meaning was that the emperor of Qi went south as a guest, so he was naturally a prisoner under the order.

The words were not speculative, Fan Xian's face was calm, and he was not unsure in his heart, just thinking about the young emperor in front of him, who was really a person with great ambitions. It's just that I say it in front of myself, and it's inevitably too much. I don't know if it's because I'm young and vigorous, or if I don't take myself as a foreign minister seriously at all. He just wanted to use his mouth to spread his will to the court in the south.

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The emperor suddenly frowned with a faint sorrow, he didn't know what he thought, he waved his hand lightly and said: "Shangjing has always been peaceful, but there have always been many misunderstandings between the two countries, I am worried that there will be people who will intend to be unfavorable to Fan Qing, although those people dare not do anything to you, but the provocation is inevitable, Fan Qing's family will be more responsible for my sake." ”

Fan Xian was shocked, not the content of these words, but the tone of the young emperor's speech, what is it for the sake of the face of the Son of Heaven, to bear more? Fan Xian paid himself how could he not be qualified to make the king of a country value him so much, and he didn't understand why the light emperor would think so highly of himself this year.

"I'm a little tired, Fan Qing will go back first. The emperor patted the railing lightly and looked back at the begonia who had been silent, "Little aunt, you send Master Fan out of the palace, so that he doesn't get lost." During these days, if someone is rude to the Nanqing Mission, they will bother the little aunt to say a few words. ”

In a word, I believe that those fanatical patriotism will converge a lot.

Haitang spoke slightly, and said, "Your Majesty's order." ”

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking to himself, wouldn't that be to meet this woman on the ninth grade often?

The emperor suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that Fan Gongzi summoned no longer to compose poems, and I am really a little disappointed." ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said: "Please forgive your majesty, poetry is the words of the heart, the foreign ministers have been restless recently, it really can't be, it can't be." ”

The emperor raised his eyebrows, glanced at him with a smile, and said: "I'm afraid that it is poetry because of love, Fan Xian, you look at my turbidity, naturally you can't make any poetry." ”

Fan Xian was sweating profusely.

The emperor suddenly laughed: "Yesterday, the Queen Mother showed me a small order...... Do you know it or not, it should be green, fat, red and thin, Fan Xian is really talented. ”

Fan Xian is embarrassed, and Begonia is even more embarrassed.

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Under the leadership of Begonia, Fan Xian walked out of the mountain pavilion and walked along the quiet path to the dark buildings of the palace in front of the mountain. In the mountain pavilion, the young monarch of Northern Qi stood silently, his face had faded from the excitement of the previous conversation, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, the Son of Heaven suddenly closed his eyes, sniffed deeply, and found that he seemed to have really regained a trace of the feeling of looking at the moon alone that night.

There were footsteps behind him, and the emperor knew that it was the eunuchs who rushed over to serve him, so he waved his hand a little annoyed to prevent everyone from entering the pavilion, still standing a little lonely on the side of the mountain pavilion, not knowing what to think.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed and whispered to himself: "It turns out that Fan Xian looks like this, and Li Li should also arrive, right?"

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On the other side, Fan Xian was silent and nervous, and walked outside the palace behind Haitang, with no intention of seeing the mountain scenery all the way, and Qingfeng had no intention of recruiting, just piling up a hypocritical smile on his face, and kept his distance from this strange woman.

The eye can see the walking posture of the begonia girl very clearly.

The begonia girl shook three times in one step, but it was not the kind of swaying method that seduced people with a smoky eye, but a very rustic shaking method. Her hands were in the pockets of the big coarse cloth clothes outside her body, and the upper body of the whole person did not shake much, but her feet were dragging her legs underneath, dragging forward on the stone road, looking extremely lazy, but not the sexy laziness of the beauty who came out of the bath.

Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he never understood what kind of movement this was, could it be that the other party was walking and constantly practicing some kind of natural exercise? Fan Xian was greatly admired, he always thought that he was the most diligent kind of person in the world to practice martial arts, and his practice at two o'clock in the morning and dusk one day had never stopped since he was in Shanzhou, but he never thought that he could practice even when he walked!

No wonder the little girl was on the Jiupin at a young age, and she had just stepped into the threshold of the Jiupin when she was desperately fighting! No wonder the little girl was arched as a celestial vein by the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but she could only shamelessly rely on some poems to win the "status of the rivers and lakes"! No wonder the little girl waved her hand lightly, and she was about to crawl on the ground! No wonder she secretly flew needles and aphrodisiacs, and others were just soaking in the lake, and finally waved her sleeves very chic and left, not taking herself in her eyes at all -- because she disdained it, she didn't hate it.

Fan Xian's heart was gloomy, thinking that such a genius was so diligent, probably only a genius among geniuses like Uncle Wuzhu could be compared, and he might be out of luck.

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After looking at it for a long time, Begonia seemed to feel the two hot eyes behind her, always staring at her hips and waist, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, quietly looked back, stared at Fan Xian's eyes quietly, as if she wanted to peel off Fan Xian's beautiful skin, revealing the obscene true body inside.

Fan Xian's eyes were clear, there was no trace of distraction at all, he was slightly stunned when he saw the other party turn around, knowing what the other party was thinking wrong, and said with a wry smile: "It's just that the girl walks in a strange way, and she thinks that she is practicing, so I admire it very much." ”

He was stunned, Haitang was even more stunned, his mouth was slightly open, looking at this young man from Qingguo, his heart was in turmoil, she spent most of her life in the mountains and palaces, and her heart has always been as stable as a stone, but I don't know why, seeing Fan Xian's hateful and beautiful face, listening to Fan Xian's words, it is just that there is no reason to get angry, at this time, listening to what Fan Xian said, it is even more inexplicable, and it took a while before he held back the sentence: "It's not practice." ”

After finishing speaking, Miss Begonia felt a little wonderful, why did she explain this to him?

So she said slightly: "I've been walking like this since I was a child, the Queen Mother said that I have been for many years, and I can't change it, if Master Fan feels that it is an eyesore, you might as well go ahead." ”

Fan was stunned, thinking to himself what was going on, so he had to follow the begonia who turned around and continued to move forward.

But Begonia still dragged the soles of his feet, held his hands, and walked forward lazily.

Fan Xian tilted his head slightly, frowned and looked at Lao Jiu, and suddenly figured out this matter--where is this exercise? Isn't this the most common walking posture of those lazy women in the countryside!

Thinking of the master of the dignified nine grades, the fairy-like begonia in the eyes of the world, she was really a village girl in her bones, and walking in the palace was like walking on the ridge of the field, Fan Xian finally couldn't help laughing.