As a member of the royal family, King Jing naturally knows the relationship between His Majesty and the Fan family. He was a little distracted, and listened to the staff say: "It's just that Fan Xian hurriedly entered Beijing, and he is in the restaurant today...... Not to mention that it is too sharp, it is also a bit too sharp. ”

King Jing Shizi waved his hand and said, "Young people, it's always good to have some momentum......" The tone in which he spoke didn't seem to have the consciousness that he was only in his early twenties.

Thinking of the kind smile on the face of the young man of the Fan family, a smile of appreciation appeared on the corner of Shizi's lips, "What's more, the Fan family is planning that Chun marriage right now, if Fan Xian is too low-key, it is not very appropriate, I think that after coming today, people in Kyoto will know that the Fan family has a beautiful and clean young master." ”

Suddenly, he came to his senses, slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "When I asked you to be a staff member, I said that I was only allowed to help me with the staff of Feng Hua Xueyue, my father is an idle prince who ignores the government and politics, and I must be a son." ”

"Come, come, come. He beckoned the people at the table to start drinking,

Everyone at the table hurriedly responded, but they thought in their hearts, if you are really willing to be an idle son, then why is you so close to the Fan family, and why are you so close to the second prince?

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got into the carriage and was quiet all the way, but after a while, Fan Ruoruo burst out laughing. Fan Xian asked curiously, "What's so funny?"

Fan Ruoruo stroked his chest and gasped slightly, and after calming down for a while, he said: "I thought of my brother's previous words again, it was really mean and ruthless." ”

"Which sentence?" Fan Xian felt that there were too many things to say in the restaurant today, which completely violated his low-key principles of life, and he felt that it was inappropriate.

"That's the sentence - one by one, playing all day long, skinny and skinny, and fanning the wind with a fan, is this the so-called wind bones?" Fan Ruoruo said in his tone, and couldn't help but purse his lips and laugh again.

Fan Sizhen also giggled on the side, but found that the other two people in the carriage didn't pay much attention to him, and he was a little bored.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly: "This kind of thing is excellent, but it is not the exclusive property of readers. As soon as I saw the appearance of those so-called talented people looking at the sky and holding their necks and nostrils, I felt unhappy, and one by one the guys who were full of food all day long and could only talk about things, there was a kind of don't go to the entrance examination, don't sit with that Guo Weaving - this kind of thing is a powerful person, or you will knock it down and step on it twice, just by putting on a pose, it really has no future. ”

Hearing this, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help laughing again, the tone of his brother's speech was different from everyone in this world, and probably only he could understand the meaning.

"King Jing was next to him just now, and my brother must have some scruples when he spoke. Fan Ruoruo wanted to know what her brother really thought of these readers.

"I didn't have any scruples, but my tone was much softer. Fan Xian smiled and said: "I don't resist a place like the Qinglou, and I don't think that talented people can't go to the Qinglou." But I have always felt that a prostitute is a prostitute, and if you go to the Qinglou, you have to be a talent, just like the bitch who set up the archway, hypocritical and ruthless. ”

Fan Ruoruo said slightly: "My brother is too rude to speak. In her mind, her brother is really a genius, doesn't this scold him himself?

Fan Xian laughed and said, "Anyway, there are no outsiders." He suddenly looked at his sister and said, "Girl, remember, don't marry a talented man." ”

Ruoruo finally couldn't keep a calm expression anymore, and chirped, "What nonsense?"

"That guy named He Zongwei, what is he doing now?"

Fan Sizhen hurriedly replied on the side: "The student of Taixue was born in poverty, but it is said that he is a student of Zeng Wenxiang, a scholar of Jixian Hall, and he has always been a little famous, and he made a few lines of poetry...... Everyone estimates that when the imperial examination is held next year, it will be at least the top three. ”

Fan Xian frowned, and said to his sister: "This person seems to be loyal, but he is actually very tolerant and very capable of acting, I don't like people with this kind of character, you should be careful in the future and try not to interact." ”

Fan Ruoruo nodded without hesitation, in her mind, Fan Xian was a brother and a teacher, and she was the object she could rely on the most.

Fan Xian was thinking about the black-faced scholar named He Zongwei, since the other party is already a famous talent in Kyoto, if he wants to join the Gaomen family, there should be many choices, if it weren't for his sister's relationship, then he didn't need to jump out before-want to leave a good impression on himself?-The corners of his lips curled slightly, he smiled slightly, he could discover his identity in such a short period of time, and discover his status in Ruoruo's heart, this so-called talent, it seems that it is not simple.

Turning his head to see Fan Sizhen who was lying on the car window looking out, Fan Xian's heart felt a slight coolness, and said to Ruoruo: "Stay for a while, you and him will go back to the house first, and I'll go shopping in Kyoto for a while." ”

Fan Sizhen retracted his head from the car window, his face a little dazed.

Fan Xian looked at his face, thinking that when he was twelve years old, he began to face assassination, and thinking that the other party was actually just a twelve-year-old child, so he was dragged into these very sinister things, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "You are so young...... Alas, I really don't know what to say. ”

Fan Sizhen hid behind his sister with some fear, he has always been bold, but he doesn't know why, every time he sees the gentle smile on Fan Xian's face, he is a little scared: "What are you talking about?"

Fan Xian originally thought that this conflict in the restaurant was deliberately caused by the little guy in front of him, so that he could expose his extremely bad side in front of King Jing. You must know that the opinions of King Jing's Mansion will always play a certain role in the inheritance of the family business of Fan Mansion in the future -- because he chose the restaurant, and he also provoked the matter. But at this time, looking at the blank look on Fan Sizhe's face, he couldn't help but doubt his judgment a little, could it be that all this in the restaurant today was just an accidental accident?

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Fan Xian knew that at least two of the six guards who came out with his brother and sister today were from the Liu family, so he didn't say anything more.

Fan Ruoruo has been calm, bowing her head and being speechless, thinking of these things at home, she feels slightly bored.

The carriage arrived on the street at the entrance of Fan's house, Ruoruo led his younger brother back to Fuzhong, while Fan Xian continued his day trip to Kyoto. Originally, Fan Ruo wanted to go with him, but he thought of what he had to do for a while, so he had to refuse with a smile, looked at Fan Sizhen twice, and told him not to tell him about the Dream of Red Mansions, but he didn't know if the other party would listen to him.

Fujikokyo sat in the carriage and looked at his little master. I don't know when Fuji Zijing decided that he would be very promising with this sixteen-year-old master, maybe because the spring in Lanzhou is indeed easy to make people have beautiful imaginations, maybe it was because he was infected by the young man in front of him along the way, or maybe there was some kind of agreement between the two people.

Fan Xian thought for a while, held his jaw and asked, "I asked my father for you to come, it is estimated that in a short period of time, you will not have much chance to come out, don't blame me." ”

Fuji Zijing smiled and replied respectfully: "The young master is not an ordinary person, and following the young master will naturally be beneficial." ”

Fan Xian smiled and said, "What's unusual about me? In the restaurant before, I wasn't spitting around like an ordinary ignorant teenager. ”

Fuji Zijing pondered the meaning of his words, and replied carefully: "Young Master, I understand what you guess, I don't think this matter has anything to do with Little Young Master. ”

The carriage had stopped, and the breeze outside was silent, refreshing. Fan Xian glanced at Fuji Zijing and said gently: "I also hope that this matter has nothing to do with him." ”