Since his rebirth, more precisely, since he traveled from Lanzhou to Kyoto, Fan Xian sat in a carriage with black sè, wearing a black sè lotus robe, carrying a slender dagger of black sè, walking between the darkness, up and down his body, from the inside to the outside, it was a transparent black sè.

Now on the sea, in this wide blue sea, the ship is pure, the mast is high, and the white sails are like the wings of a giant bird, as if they want to penetrate the white clouds in the sky.

The lame lieutenant once tied himself to the head of the pole and cursed the injustice of the world in the face of the rain and the waves. At this time, Fan Xian, who climbed on the top of the highest mast, did not feel this way, after comparing Chen Pingping with Forrest Gump's friend, he was wearing a thin white shirt and squinted slightly, facing the morning sea, and the whole person's mind and mood were as simple and happy as the scene he had experienced.

Scolding the heavens and the earth, complaining about the heavens and the earth, fighting with the heavens and the earth, to become that handful of capitalized characters, this is not the life that Fan Xian, who is selfish and afraid of death, hopes for. He just greedily enjoys every moment after being reborn, glory and wealth are wanted, beauty is wanted, earth-shattering authority is wanted, and jīng god enjoyment is also wanted when he is occasionally alone.

After leaving Tangzhou, although there are many happy things to play, Cheng Rì is busy with intrigue, busy with killing and preparing for being killed, this kind of complete relaxation, ethereal spirit without distractions, but I haven't enjoyed it for a long time.

There is no doubt that Fan Xian is the first little bourgeois in the world of Qingguo, and his mother is obviously from Paul's faction. So he refused to let go of such a petty bourgeois opportunity to go to sea to blow the wind, drinking wine and eating beef like Chu Liuxiang, and being the owner of this ship like Xu Gongzi, but it was a pity...... There weren't many beauties on the boat who wore three-point styles.

The boat broke the waves, leaving a fine mark of white sè on the blue sea, and brushed the red rì that seemed to be close at hand, and on the mast, the young man danced, footed, and praised, really...... Much like a monkey.

............ The sea breeze in the morning was actually a little cold, and after Fan Xian shouted a few times, he was a little wet and cold by the wind, and his whole body was uncomfortable. Although his internal strength cultivation has long been cold and heat, this wet feeling is always uncomfortable, and he knows that there is always some price to pay for pretending to be cool, and he is a little stupid and ready to go down to the deck.

He still couldn't help but glance greedily at the seemingly never-ending sea, and his heart was filled with some unknown longing. This kind of longing has been in his heart since many years ago, but he has not been able to accurately grasp what it is, and he has talked about it with Begonia, but there is no way to dig it out of his heart.

The open sea outside the ship formed a very awkward feeling with his heart, which could never be absolutely relaxed, and he frowned, and took a mouthful of spit, which drew an arc and fell far into the sea, making the sea more foamy and polluted.

The officers and men of the Naval Division on the deck below and the people of the Supervision House looked up at this scene, they had become accustomed to the occasional madness of Lord Qincha in the past few days. Although a generation of poets and immortals and a generation of powerful ministers suddenly became a monkey, or a monkey who only stood on the top of the mast and looked into the distance, it would make many people uncomfortable, but when people thought about it, they would always have some different quirks, and they would be relieved.

Fan Xian's spitting action fell in the eyes of many people on the deck, and a sailor couldn't help but praise: "Spit is so handsome." ”

"Oooh...... Whoop...... "A strange cry came from the top of the mast, "I am Tarzan!

............ Everyone on the deck looked at each other, and the sailor who had been a sycophant before was really bigger than the average person, and he had the courage to ask the officials of the Supervision Yuan around him: "My lord, what kind of mountain is Mount Tai?"

The person he asked was Fan Xian's confidant Hong Changqing, Hong Changqing glanced at him coldly and turned his face away.

A gust of wind rose, and with a soft snap, a pair of bare feet stepped firmly on the deck. A young man dressed in a white shirt let go of the rope in his hand and yawned, while his own sailor hurried over to re-tie the rope.

Fan Xian jumped from the top of the mast.

Looking at this scene, although I have watched it many times, many people on the deck still can't help but be dumbfounded, how high does this mast have to be?

Hong Changqing's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Fan Xian, everyone knew that Xiao Fan was a rare master in the world, but they really couldn't imagine that the real master was so powerful.

Someone lifted the chaise longue over, Fan Xian lay on it as if his bones were soft, his feet on the side of the boat, let the sea breeze wash his feet, and felt the sea breeze pass between his toes, like a lover caressing gently, he sighed with satisfaction.

In his left hand, he drank the wine from the inner warehouse in the cup, and with his right hand, he gently pinched the crushed skin of the nuts and put them to his lips. Fan Xian once again showed the same regret on the mast, it would be nice if Wan'er and Sisi were by his side.

"Your Excellency. Hong Changqing stood beside him, and after all, he still didn't hold back, and asked softly in a low voice, "What kind of mountain is Mount Tai?"

In this world, there are many famous peaks, but no one has ever heard of Mount Tai, Hong Changqing said softly: "Is it a secret order tonight?"

Fan Xian was stunned, couldn't help laughing, and scolded: "Where is there any Mount Tai? ”

Suddenly, the sailors on the ship shouted loudly, with a hint of excitement in his words: "Dongshan has arrived!"

Fan Xian was stunned, then got up, and walked to the port side of the ship with the excited officials of the Supervision Yuan, waiting for Dongshan to appear. At this moment, Fan Xian remembered for no reason that when he was not sick in his previous life, when he had taken a boat through the Three Gorges and was about to pass by the Goddess Peak, those travelers were also so excited.

It's just that the goddess peak was hidden in the ** of Wushan Mountain, and I only saw the goddess moving, but I couldn't see the goddess**, it's a pity.

Fortunately, the weather is sunny today, and there is no dust in the air, and Dongshan has not hidden his face.

The big ship went north for several miles, rounded a beach full of reefs, and turned to the left with great difficulty, and everyone on board suddenly felt that their eyes lit up, and the ordinary scenery that they had seen for a few days suddenly disappeared, and a great mountain seemed to suddenly cross the heavens and the earth, and thus filled everyone's eyes.

Dadong Mountain!

This is a stone mountain, it seems to be ordinary, but this stone mountain is so big, I don't know how many zhang high, and on the seaside side, it is a smooth stone wall, and there is no trace of fine lines on the stone wall, just as smooth as jade, as if a god once used a divine sword to split this mountain from it!

Fan Xian looked at this scene and gasped, judging by his eyesight, this mountain is at least two thousand meters high, how can this seaside stone cliff have no section? Although he is a pig in geology, he also knows that this kind of wonder is too difficult to see.

Dadong Mountain is not big, but blindly high and steep, like a stone pillar, a huge stone pillar.

In particular, this side of the sea is already smooth, and the erosion of the sea breeze for thousands of years has not caused it to loosen in any way, and there is no trace of any animal activity, even those arrogant giant birds have no way to nest on it.

Fan Xian squinted his eyes, thinking that this place was really wonderful, more beautiful than the stone walls of the West Mountain in the Northern Qi Dynasty...... More absolutely.

On the side of Dadong Mountain behind the sea, there seems to be a lot of fertile soil, and lush mountains and forests grow and prosper on the mountains on that side, creating a green and green appearance.

One side is green, the other side is white, the two sides of this Dadong Mountain with this completely different face sè dotted the heaven and earth, and formed a very harmonious feeling, just like a piece of green to light jade, extremely beautiful.

............ Fan Xian couldn't help but take another breath, of course he knew Dadongshan. In this world, there are two places called Higashisan, one is in the western suburbs of Kyoto, and it is just a small hill, but it is a little famous because there is a sacrificial temple there at Gyeongmyo Temple, and some folk gods also enjoy worship there.

And the other place is on the coast of the East China Sea, which enjoys the famous Dadong Mountain in the whole world.

The reason why Dadong Mountain is famous is first of all because of its wonderful structure and perfect scenery, and because this mountain produces the most perfect jade in the world. Fan Xian still remembers that a year ago, when the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty was on her birthday, someone had paid tribute to the jīng jade of Dadong Mountain, but after the Northern Expedition of Qingguo knocked down this place, another Qing Temple was built on Dadong Mountain, and it was strictly forbidden to mine jade, so the jade of Dongshan is now only in stock on the market, and the price is getting more and more expensive.

And the third reason why Dadong Mountain is famous, is the will of the Qingguo Emperor, now the Qing Temple incense on Dadong Mountain has already bloomed over the Qing Temple in Kyoto, on the one hand, the Kyoto Qing Temple after all has some strict taste, ordinary people dare not go, and the Qing Temple of Dadong Mountain does not have this problem, the other is that the legend of the Qing Temple of Dadong Mountain is really mysterious, many people who have no money to see a doctor, after going up the mountain to pray for blessings, they will be blessed by the temple, and the body will be cured of severe scabies.

Of course, the one on the seaside is bigger, more famous, and more magical, so the world knows that the mountain in front of you is Mt. Daito, and the mountain near the left of Kyoto is called Mt. Kohigashi.

Although Fan Xian was a materialist in his previous life, he was a staunch idealist in this life, looking at the stone wall of Dadong Mountain, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and once again he felt like he entered the Qing Temple for the first time, is there really a dark power in this world watching him?

Is it a temple?

He subconsciously shook his head.

You can faintly see the mountain roads on the other side of Dadong Mountain that run through the mountains and forests, like some thin lines, and the thick layer of green clothes is firmly suspected on the naked body of Dadong Mountain.

Fan Xian's eyesight is excellent, so he can still see that on the top of the East Mountain, there is a black temple, which is indifferently facing the sea under the cliff, and the rising sun in front of it.

He smiled subconsciously, thinking to himself that he wouldn't practice climbing the wall from this stone wall again, would it be too difficult.

............ It didn't take long for Dadongshan to be left behind the ship, and also behind the heads of the people on the boat, except for a few words of praise, no one said anything more, and returned to their respective jobs.

Hong Changqing noticed that Lord Qincha seemed to be a little more silent than before, and just sat on the chaise longue in a daze.

A lively monkey suddenly turned back into the thinking monkey, something must have happened.

But Hong Changqing didn't dare to ask, just stood behind Fan Xian honestly, handing over drinks and fruit snacks at any time.

"When will you arrive in Lanzhou?" Fan Xian suddenly asked.

Hong Changqing was stunned, went to ask the officer of the water division, and came back and responded: "Afternoon." ”

Fan Xian nodded, and suddenly sighed.

Hong Changqing thought for a while, hesitated and asked, "Why is the adult sighing?"

This time it was Fan Xian's turn to be stunned, and he was silent for a long time without replying. Because he found a fact that was a little funny, but not very funny, and followed his henchman...... Whether it is Wang Qinian at the beginning, or Deng Ziyue and Su Wenmao later, after being with him for a long time, it seems that they will develop in the direction of praise, although not everyone has the talent of Lao Wang.

For example, this sentence "Why do you sigh?"

Isn't it very similar to the sentence "Why is the lord laughing?"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, only then did he understand the root cause of this matter, the reason why these henchmen were funny was not because of the side, but because they were the lords, they would pat themselves intentionally or unintentionally, coax themselves to be happy, and relieve their worries.

Thinking about it, it seems that Xiao Yan's temperament is different from ordinary people.

Fan Xian laughed, and followed Hong Changqing's words and said: "Hometown is timid, and people are normal. ”

He has lived in Lanzhou for 16 years, left for more than two years, and suddenly wants to go home, always having some inexplicable feelings, I don't know if nǎinǎi is in good health, have those maids in the house been married, and the little yellow flowers on the cliff are still blooming so slightly? After he leaves, will anyone stand on the roof and shout that it will rain to collect clothes? Has the enemy he dreamed of since childhood ?...... Dong'er, Dong'er, how is your tofu selling?

Hong Changqing smiled, but he didn't know what Lord Tisi was afraid of, thinking that you are already an important minister of the imperial court, and you are returning to your hometown as Lord Qincha, it is the glory of the ancestors, and the brocade clothes should be extremely happy, why are you still so worried?

Fan Xian glanced at him and asked, "Your hometown is in Quanzhou?"

"yes, native. ”

"Well, let's get a chance to go back and have a look. ”

"Yes. ”

The two have different identities, so naturally they don't have much to talk about. Fan Xian was silent for a while and then said, "After going ashore, immediately go and get the hospital newspaper for the last few days." ”

When Hong Changqing heard that official business was mentioned, his face was solemn, and he replied in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

At this moment, Fan Xian had already ended a few days of wandering in advance, returned to the role he should play, and hid his monkey-like self again.

His thin lips pursed slightly, and there was no superfluous expression on his handsome face.

"Send an order to Jiangnan, so the means continue, but don't overdo it, and wait for me to come back from Kyoto in the next year. ”

"Yes. ”

"You follow me, and the seven people from Jiaozhou asked them to go to Jiangnan and help Deng Ziyue. ”

"Yes. ”

The eight officials of the Supervision Yuan who appeared in the Jiaozhou Incident were all taken away by Fan Xian, because the methods used to deal with the Jiaozhou Incident were relatively rude, and the army was not cleared for a day, and Fan Xian was unwilling to take this risk with his own men. The nephews of the old Qin family have already taken over the Jiaozhou Water Division, and how to deal with the more than 1,000 officers and soldiers who participated in the incident, and how to clear them without causing a big stir, are things that the old Qin family needs to consider, and Fan Xian doesn't have to care about it anymore.

He was just worried about his protégé Hou Ji Chang, about the smuggling of the Jiaozhou sailor, Ji Chang made a lot of efforts, the problem is that Fan Xian must still put him in Jiaozhou, as soon as the court's commendation order arrives after the year, Ji Chang will definitely be promoted, and there is Wu Gefei in Jiaozhou, that smart man should know how to deal with it.

As for the ...... Xu Maocai...... Fan Xian smiled slightly, just let him continue to bury it, maybe it will be useful one day.

Finding that Lord Tisi was back in thought, Hong Changqing didn't dare to disturb and waited quietly on the side. Fan Xian suddenly asked, "Are you in a hurry to kill the Ming family?"

Hong Changqing has been trapped in a nightmare similar to that scene since he survived on the island, and at this time, he suddenly heard Lord Tisi say that he had hidden his deep heart, and his face was afraid, and he knelt down: "The lower officials don't dare to disturb the plan." ”

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Ming family...... It won't be a few days. ”

It takes so much time and effort to go down to the south of the Yangtze River, although it seems that the Ming family is still struggling to breathe, but Fan Xian knows that at such a big price, he has already put a rope on the Ming family, just like the one that Ming Qingda put on his mother's neck.

Old Taijun Ming died, and the rope just needed to be tightened later. The Ming family is also dead, just to see when Fan Xian has time to tighten up. Ming Qingcheng, the fourth master, investment, inner library...... Fan Xian was very satisfied with his results.

............ In the afternoon, the big ship bypassed a bay like a silver sand, and could see a not very busy harbor in the distance, with seagulls flying up and down around the harbor, and the sea surface under the sunset in the distance was slightly undulating, like a golden wave, but under the golden wave there was a hidden jade stream, which should be a school of fish.

Hong Changqing looked at those seagulls and couldn't help frowning in disgust.

Fan Xian stood up, looked at the officials at the harbor who were ready to greet him, and looked at the black horsemen who had arrived in Lanzhou in advance and were ready to greet him, and couldn't help laughing.

The arrival of Shanzhou, the end of life at sea, at this moment, Fan Xian has a double nostalgia, a double sigh.