The sky over Kyoto is cloudy and sunny, and it is always impossible to show a smile accurately, just like Fan Ruoruo's face. This girl's face was blue and white for a while, and her pale red cheeks, which were slightly wet with sweat at the moment, had been frightened into a theater after hearing this, fully performing all the emotions that a Daqing citizen should show at this time.

It was obviously a warm spring, but Fan Ruoruo's body seemed to be tortured in the ice cellar, and after a while, she trembled and whispered, "I don't know." ”

This is the most useless answer, and it is also the most natural answer, Fan Xian has fallen into a black hole and can't extricate himself, and then holding his sister's hand, at most he can only have one more poor junior who has been torn to pieces, but it doesn't help things.

Fan Xian's heart softened, gently stroked the top of the girl's head, and said gently: "Don't be stupid, it's just that I have nowhere to reason, so I have to talk to you." ”

After a long time, Fan Ruoruo looked at his brother with timid eyes and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Is it true?"

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, looking at the quiet courtyard across the river, thinking about the bloody disaster suffered by this small courtyard more than twenty years ago, thinking about more than twenty years ago, maybe this is hell on earth, I don't know how many people from the old Ye family died, and that amazing woman happened to be in the weakest stage of her life.

Because she gave birth to herself.

And all the people around her who can be relied on have left her side for one important reason or another, and she is so isolated. It was a surprise attack from the closest place behind him, a fierce and decisive killing. Presumably when she left this world. It must be quite unwilling and lonely, right?

Fan Xian won't believe this, he knows women too well, even if this woman is his own mother. It is the only place in the world that Ye Qingmei, Fan Xian still doesn't believe it. No affection for men. How could he get him into his own bed? Women in other places may be guilty of a man they don't like because of social or family reasons, but does Ye Qingmei need it?

Fan Xian looked at the other side in a daze. A sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, that man was really cold-blooded.

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A slightly trembling voice. pulled Fan Xian back from the miserable picture of the past. Fan Ruoruo was a little chilled and leaned close to his brother's side. The wet handkerchief in her hand had already fallen to the grass, her hand tightly clutched Fan Xiandi's sleeve, and said with a raised face: "...... I...... Before...... I have an older brother. ”

A chill suddenly surged in Fan Xiandi's heart. He knew what his sister was talking about. Because he knew when he was a child that Si Nanbo's mansion should have been a young master. The eldest young master should be about the same age as himself, and he is the child of his father and Mrs. Yuanpei. It's just that because of his young age and declining body, he died at a very young age.

At this time, my sister suddenly mentioned the brother who had long disappeared from people's memories. Fan Xian vaguely seemed to have caught something, and his face suddenly changed.

Chen Pingping had reminded Fan Xian more than once. I want him to be kind to Fan Jian. Because the Fan family has paid a lot for his survival. What did the Fan family pay? Could it be that the Taiping Courtyard was able to survive afterwards and survive until the moment when Uncle Wuzhu rushed back. It was because of the fierce attack of the Queen Mother, the Qin family, and the Queen Family. Someone greeted death in their place?

Fan Xian's face turned a little pale, and he silently thought in his heart, if things had gone like this, he had hidden it from the Queen Mother at first. Later, Si Nanbo raised an illegitimate child in Shanzhou, why didn't the palace have any suspicions? Could it be that the emperor suppressed the situation and blocked the news after returning to Beijing?

His head ached. There are some details that have not yet been thought through. But that could be a terrible picture. But it was clear in his mind. He thought with some indifference. It turned out that I opened my eyes for the first time in this world. Seeing his own hands like a baby white lotus, the white lotus was stained with blood in front of his hands. A newborn baby had already died in his place.

On his own pair of baby white lotus hands, not only the blood of the people killed by Uncle Wuzhu, but also the blood of the real young master of the Fan family!

Fan Xiandi's body trembled slightly, Fan Ruoruo obviously noticed that his brother was abnormal, and whispered sadly: "I don't know how my eldest brother died, but then I vaguely heard the old lady in the house crying and mentioning a few words, I was a little suspicious, but I didn't know what was wrong." ”

Fan Xian gently held his sister's hand and was silent without saying a word. He knew that Ruoruo's biological mother, not long after giving birth to Ruoruo, lingered on the sickbed and died, and later his father welcomed the Liu family into the mansion.

What is it about a lady who has been depressed because her own son should not have died?

Fan Ruoruo then lowered her head and said quietly: "Listening to the old grandmother, my mother and Aunt Ye should also know each other." ”

Fan Xian has gradually realized the deep meaning of Chen Pingping's words, but he still can't understand, if Chen Pingping knew that his father had paid such a big price for himself, why did he still refuse to relax his vigilance against his father in those years?

The relationship between Sinanbo Fan Jian and Ye Qingmei is not like the first love that Fan Xian imagined when he was a teenager, these two people may be more of a brother and sister who trust each other, just like Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo today.

Ye Qingmei had just given birth to a son in the Taiping Courtyard, and it was normal for Mrs. Sinanbo to go to the courtyard to help, as for what happened later, it might be exactly what Fan Xian had guessed in his heart.

It turns out that reality is always more bizarre than fiction, and more precisely, reality should be more bizarre than fiction.

Fan Xian held his sister's hand tightly, and countless complicated feelings appeared in his heart, and his eyes appeared in front of him, and his father's face was solemn, as if he would never be angry, never happy, but just silently walking on the officialdom.

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It hurt, and he felt that he really owed the Fan family too much. When he came, too many people had died and too much blood had been shed.

Fan Xian stood up and looked coldly at the Taiping Courtyard across the river. Suddenly, he said, "Don't tell anyone about the earth today." ”

Although he knew that his sister would definitely not pass on this shocking secret, Fan Xian still couldn't help but remind him, and then said in a low voice: "Regarding this matter, I want to ask my father in person." ”

"Brother wants to go back to Shanzhou?" Fan Ruoruo then stood up and looked at him in surprise.

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "Father is not in Lanzhou now. ”

Fan Jian, who has left his job, is in Shanzhou for the elderly, which is something that everyone in the world knows. But Fan Xian said with great certainty that his father was not in Shanzhou, because only he knew. My father was in a place in the northeast and was helping him to do a big thing, and he was going to ask his father for instructions in person, because he thought. The father also has his own say in this matter.

Fan Ruoruo endured it and didn't ask questions, just looked at her brother's gloomy face in a daze, and felt a little pain in her heart. She knew how much trouble Fan Xian said today would cause in the future. Today, Di Fan Xian is not only the second person in the world, but he also has too much power in his hands, if he really turns his face with His Majesty the Emperor. wants to avenge his mother, and there is a big war between the monarch and the minister, but I am afraid that the whole world will be dragged in.

"Come with me to another place. Fan Xian walked towards the road deep in the bamboo forest. Fan Ruoruo snorted. Xiao Xiaobu followed.

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Three black carriages left the bamboo forest at the Taiping Annex. I came to another secluded place on the outskirts of Beijing. It's a cold place, unlike the Taiping Annex, and it smells frightening—because it's a cemetery.

Many people have been buried in the Taiping Annex. There are also many people buried here, Fan Xian resigned from his hometown today and came to the place of death, and the officials of the Supervision Yuan who followed behind him were a little awe-inspiring, but they didn't know what was wrong.

Under the green hills here, the feng shui is excellent, and the graves of the unknown soldiers left behind by the southern and northern wars of the Qingguo are buried, and the newest and largest cemetery was repaired three years ago. In the battle of the Kyoto rebellion, the forbidden army suffered heavy casualties, and the Supervision Yuan also paid a terrible price, especially in the Zhengyangmen sniper Qin Heng 1st Road pioneer camp, and the black cavalry later pursued and killed bravely in the square foreground, so that there were more than 1,000 graves in this new cemetery.

Traditionally, just after the April Festival, there are still many traces of worship in the garden, such as incense and paper money that has not been burned cleanly, and the mountain breeze wafts among these quiet tombs.

Fan Xian took his subordinates and his sister to the tomb, bowed deeply to this cemetery, and all his subordinates were buried here, all of whom died because of one of his decisions and a decision.

Mu Feng'er and other subordinates knew what Lord Tisi wanted to do today, and they were also a little moved in their hearts, and they were about to take over as the president of the Supervision Yuan, but they didn't expect to go back to the hospital to deal with the matter, but they came to the cemetery to worship their dead brothers as soon as possible.

Seeing Lord Tisi saluting with great sincerity and heart, the eyes of the dozens of Supervision Yuan officials in Qingshan Garden couldn't help but moisten, and they saluted one after another after him, but they came in a hurry, and there was no way to arrange the materials.

Fan Xian took a deep breath and said, "I care about sincerity, I don't care about those who are on the side." ”

Mu Feng'er answered on the side.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said: "After returning to Beijing, you ask Mu Tie to check how the family members of the officials in the hospital have taken care of the pension over the years, and you must also draw up a file for me." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Mu Feng'er answered, and she was not very afraid. The follow-up matters of the bereavement pension of the Supervision Yuan were all handled by one place, and his cousin Mu Tie was the leader of one place, and he was not worried when he heard that Lord Xiao Fan wanted to check the accounts today. In the entire imperial court, only the Supervisory Yuan has the highest pension, and Lord Tisi takes excellent care of the families of his subordinates, of course, thanks to Fan Xian's sleeve hiding such a golden mountain as Neiku. Second, he knew that his uncle's man would never dare to make mistakes in these matters.

Fan Xian ignored him anymore, walked out of the cemetery under the green mountain with his hands behind his back, and threw off those loyal subordinates for a distance, until he was about to climb to the waist of the green mountain, then he looked back at the dense tombs under him, and sighed: "One will be a success." ”

Fan Ruoruo didn't understand why his brother came here after meditating for a long time in the Taiping Courtyard.

Fan Xian seemed to guess what she was thinking, and explained in a low voice: "I want to use these dead people to remind myself that I am not just me now, I am responsible for many living people and dead people." I have to use these graves to remind me. It made me more sober and calmer. ”

The brother and sister climbed over the green hill and turned to the other side. I don't think the feng shui on this side is as good as the other side, but it is also full of dense tombs, all of which are buried by the ancestors of the people of Kyoto, and the smell of smoke and fire seems to be floating in the air at this time.

There are several large tombs on the Qingshan Pass separating the two sides, and the style of the tomb is ordinary, but it is very large, and there is a garden outside the tomb. There are also officers and soldiers on guard. Several officers and soldiers saw someone walking in like this, and were about to step forward to reprimand, but they were immediately driven out by several swordsmen from the Supervision Yuan.

The eldest princess, the crown prince, and the second prince are buried in these tombs - Fan Xian walked in front of the eldest princess's grave and walked in front of the prince's grave. The expression on his face did not move at all, but in the end, to Fan Ruoruo's surprise, he stopped in front of the grave of the second prince.

The Empress Dowager's tomb is far south of Cangshan Mountain, 80 miles away from Kyoto. It is said that it occupies a huge area and is extremely gorgeously decorated, which perfectly shows the benevolence and filial piety of His Majesty the Emperor, but Fan Xian has never been there once.

Officials of the Supervisory Yuan were scattered. Fan Xian's brother and sister were quiet

In front of the grave of the second prince. I don't know how long I've been watching. Fan Xian suddenly said I don't like you very much, because I know that you and I are the same kind of people. As you said the night before you died, we don't like each other. ”

"From the first time I saw you. I can see through the shyness on your face. I know your hypocrisy. Fan Xian looked at the grave with a smile, "Of course." You see that slightly shy smile on my face. I know my hypocrisy...... But you can't prove that. You're just subconsciously guessing. ”

"Because I hide deeper than you. My smile is more genuine than yours. Fan Xiandi's voice was not high. But it is extraordinarily resolute. "When it comes to acting. No one in this world can compare to me, because I was born from the first day. It's acting. ”

To pretend to be a little baby, of course, you have to learn how babies smile. Fan Xian lowered his head slightly. "It's in my natural nature. I just smiled slightly...... Shame on you. ”

He raised his head and said, "Cheng Ze." I won't have to be ashamed to laugh in the future. Look at you again. ”

Fan Ruoruo looked at her brother in astonishment. I don't know why he is talking nonsense about these things in front of the grave of the second prince. What camouflage baby?

Fan Xian stretched out in front of the grave. He had already stood up. Just a slight smile on his face. When will it turn into an impatient anger at this world?

Fan Ruoruo finally couldn't help but reach out to probe his forehead to see if his brother was shocked by the news. As a result, the tentacles were cold.

Fan Xian was taken aback by her, and immediately understood what the girl was thinking, and laughed.

Hearing Fan Xian's rare hearty smile. Fan Ruoruo was relieved. I laughed too. It's just that there is still a layer of haze in my heart, looking at my brother, I don't know what this laughter is. How hard and struggling it will be.

Fan Xian calmed down. Gently said: "Today I have to do some land. It's all done. You said earlier that there was something going on in the capital. What the hell is going on?"

Fan Ruoruo hesitated for a moment. said softly: "It's Miss Sun who came to the mansion." Thanks to my sister-in-law's absence...... Put the vine everyone in a hurry. ”

"Sun ...... Sun ......?Sun Jingxiu his girl?" Fan Xian was stunned for a long time, and said, "A lady of all people." Why did you make such a fuss?"

This Miss Sun was naturally in the Kyoto Rebellion back then. helped Fan Xiantian a big favor for that fan. It's just that Fan Xian knows very well the temperament of this girl's family, even if he is obsessed with stones. I wouldn't do anything so damaging to the door.

"Is she here for her father?" Fan Ruoruo glanced at him tentatively and said, "Something seems to have happened to Lord Sun's side." I couldn't do anything for a while. I think Miss Sun was also forced to come by her father. ”

A gust of wind came from the mountains, blowing the ground and making a hunting sound, and his brows furrowed. He couldn't help but curse something. It's just that the sound is low. Even Fan Ruoruo, who was standing beside him, didn't hear clearly.

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(Regarding Fan Xian, he smiled slightly.) Since last year, when I first started to write about the celebration of more than one year, many people were very disgusted. And in many places I expressed my confusion about what I wrote. I haven't explained it because it's very aesthetically pleasing and doesn't have a box office style, but I want to stick to it......

At first, I insisted on writing like this, for a very simple reason, before I wrote about Qing Yu Nian, I was thinking about how an adult's soul would become in the body of a baby.

How should a twenty-year-old man laugh and giggle if he wants to pretend to be an innocent baby who doesn't know anything?

Fan Xian pretended to smile slightly shyly for a long time, so when he grew up in the world of Qingguo, he would inevitably have this habitual action. It's an emoticon that I think is necessary, a powerful detail, but unfortunately it's all understood in other directions.

I really want to shout, how serious I am, I'm the pearl, go away with the dust...... Shrugged, but everyone also knew that it was said that it was terrible, and I didn't stick to the shy smile, no way, I want to eat.

I was unhappy with myself about not being able to construct my own inferences, but I was glad that I had the opportunity to explain it to everyone.

These two chapters are to determine Fan Xian's geocentricity, and he will not write this content again in the future, but he just did it. There are also graves in the Suzaku Chronicle, and there are also graves in Qingyu Nian, because these are all very important things.

Recently, I've been writing a lot, and I'm not going to do it, and this chapter is written in advance and sent regularly, because there is something to do during the day......