"Why is Lord Fan laughing?"

This is expected Begonia's question. Fan Xian coughed twice, and explained with a smile in his eyes: "I like the way you walk, girl. ”

Haitang was slightly stunned, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Fan Xian hurriedly said: "If there is deception, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

This oath is poisonous, and Haitang can't believe it, but Haitang still doesn't understand why this young guy behind him likes his walking posture after being teased by the palace people for many years?

The two of them fell silent again, and walked out of the palace accompanied by mountains of green trees and black eaves. The status of Begonia in Northern Qi is really very respectful, and the eunuchs and palace maids seen along the road, as soon as they heard the lazy friction between the cloth shoes and the ground, they rushed to avoid the trees next to the road, and saluted respectfully to this lazy village girl, not daring to look directly.

"Your Majesty is kind to the foreign ministers, and the foreign ministers are really a little frightened. Fan Xian finally asked tentatively.

"Why should Fan Gongzi be suspicious. Haitang replied expressionlessly: "Your Majesty's favorite poems, as soon as the collection of poems comes out, everyone in the world has a volume, and Your Majesty is naturally no exception." Zhuang Mohan everyone since Nanqing rebelled against Beijing, had a long talk with His Majesty in the palace, from that day on, His Majesty has never lost the name of Fan Gongzi in his mouth, and often said that if Northern Qi can have such a poetic talent, it will be wonderful, and there is a great regret of missing pearls. Now that Gongzi has escorted Sean back to Beijing, and the two countries are in a confrontation, His Majesty is naturally worried about your safety Fan Gongzi. ”

Fan Xian was silent, only to know that there was such a story between the young emperor and himself, who had never met. It's just that the young man has sorrow between his eyebrows, and he must have something to tell him. But there are many eyes and ears in the palace, and the Son of Heaven is unwilling to say it in front of Begonia - I don't know what it is.

"Huh? It's a bit unexpected. Fan Xian frowned slightly, as if he didn't believe Begonia's statement.

Haitang said softly: "Today, when Lord Fan saw the palace and the mountains, he blurted out the four words of the unity of heaven and man. If Master Fan has leisure. I also look forward to advice, after the family teacher looks at the half-idle fast poetry collection. I was silent for a few moments, and I was a little surprised to praise my son, but when I talked today, I knew that there was no vain under the fame. ”

"Where, where. The other party's words were very sincere, so Fan Xian should be more sincere, "Yan Bingyun matter, and ask the girl to help vigorously." ”

"I've never been in politics. Begonia said softly.

Fan Xian frowned slightly and said, "Why did that girl go to Beihai alone and kill Sean, don't you know if Sean is really dead." For this agreement, it will have a great impact. ”

Hai Chang smiled and said, "Fan Gongzi seems to be in front of my move." I also thought about killing Sean, why did I suddenly change my mind later. ”

"Because I'm also interested in Sean's secrets. Fan Xian rubbed his slightly wet hands. He turned his head to look at the scenery in this vast palace complex.

Haitang said quietly: "I killed Sean because his secret would cause a lot of trouble to many people. ”

The two of them had a tacit understanding at the same time, staying under a big tree, with green leaves on their heads like clothes, covering their bodies with the sun and covering their bodies, and they were cool. Fan Xian looked at Haitang's calm and stable shoulders, and suddenly said, "In this world, there is no eternal secret. ”

"Sean is alive, and maybe a lot of people will die. ”

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, knowing that the other party's compassion for no reason would seem like a bastard in many ways, but it was impossible for him to change anything with just a few words.

"Your Majesty seems to have something to ask Fan Gongzi. Begonia said.

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, knowing that the other party could also see it, and after thinking about it, he asked sincerely, "I don't know why Miss Begonia taught me?"

Haitang said softly: "I don't know, but if the matter is related to the manager, please let Fan Gongzi inform me." ”

Fan Xian didn't agree immediately, but fell into a slight distress, what do you want to help yourself? Is it really a manager? But he has no one in Northern Qi, and he has no power, what can he do?

"Rie is a poor girl, a good girl. Haitang still put his hands in his big pockets and said, "Fan Gongzi can help if he can." ”

Fan Xian thought of all the things on the northbound carriage, and lost his mind for a moment, not knowing how to answer. So the two of them returned to silence and walked slowly, letting the light and shadow woven by the green leaves above their heads and the sunlight above fall on each other's bodies, on top of the blue robes and the coarse cloth of flowers.

Fan Xian suddenly took a few steps ahead and walked side by side with Miss Haichang. Haitang glanced at him lightly and didn't say anything.

Fan Xian gradually put down his thoughts, learned the posture of the village girl beside him, raised his chin slightly, his eyes swept around with a slight hint of laziness, and the cyan robe on his body had no pockets, so he couldn't intervene, so he had to put his hands behind him like an old pedant, his hips were advanced, and every muscle in his body was relaxed, allowing the pair of feet that seemed to be extremely heavy, dragging his body as if he was about to fall apart, and walked lazily in front on the stone road.

Haitang glanced sideways at him again, as if he didn't know why he wanted to learn the walking posture that he had developed a habit, and the emotions in his eyes were a little complicated.

Fan Xian had a gentle smile on his face, as if he didn't notice her gaze, and walked lazily side by side with her. Haitang didn't bother to care about this laizi anymore, and moved her neck slightly, which seemed to be very comfortable. Fan Xian also stretched and yawned.

At this time, the sun is nearly midday, and the sun is blazing.

The sound of two pairs of feet rubbing the ground gradually merged into one place, making people sleepy for no reason. The two of them shuffled through the palace in this way, looking like a lazy couple in the countryside hurrying home from the fields to take a nap.

A drop of sweat seeped out from the tip of Begonia's nose, and that ordinary face had a strange charm.

"The antidote you gave last time, the tangerine peel was too heavy, and it was a little bitter to eat. "The begonia girl reveled in the sun.

Fan Xian smiled, knowing that the other party had seen the deception he used that day, and said softly: "I am the Tisi of the Supervision Yuan, not a master who seeks the way of heaven, it is common to use some means, don't mind, girl, of course, if you really mind, you can also give me a ...... That medicine. ”

This is a bit frivolous, but Begonia is not as red and ashamed as ordinary women, and said lightly: "If there is a chance, I will naturally use it." ”

Fan Xian sweated profusely, and then listened to the other party say: "You are the Tisi of the Supervision Yuan, the person who walks in the dark eyes, why do you shine brilliantly after going to Qingguo Kyoto from Shanzhou? ”

"The night has given me black eyes, but I'm going to use them to find the light. ”

Fan Xian continued to borrow the wonderful sentences of the buddy in that life, although this buddy died a very wretched and a bastard. Sure enough, Haitang was slightly stunned, glanced sideways at him, presumably his opinion of Fan Xian had changed unconsciously.

Fan Xian smiled and continued: "Of course, the night gave me black eyes, and I have more opportunities to use them to ...... Roll your eyes at the world. ”

The begonia girl finally smiled, just smiled at the bamboo fence, the begonia mountain is always vulgar, if the palace wall is regarded as a bamboo fence, why be afraid of the vulgarity of the world?

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Out of the palace, and the tiger guard and Wang Qinian, who were already anxious, said a few words, under the escort of the Northern Qi Imperial Forest Army, Fan Xian, the Nanqing envoy, returned to the courtyard in a carriage, just got off the carriage, but saw the chaos in front of him, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

When he took two steps to the main entrance of the courtyard and saw the appearance of the room, he couldn't help but be shocked.

There are many officials and guards of the Northern Qi Dynasty who are squatting on the ground to pick up things, each of them dragging a hemp bag behind them, picking up an object from time to time, and throwing it inside, looking at the posture of their dragging, it seems that those things are a little heavy. Fan Xian was very curious, and said to Wang Qinian beside him, "What's going on?"

Wang Qinian was also puzzled.

Everyone stepped forward, only to find that the large open space at the entrance of the courtyard was actually thrown full of all kinds of knives, some were decorated with emeralds as sheaths, some were simple, some were trendy, and of course, more were the small scimitars that the Northern Qi people liked to wear with them.

Fan Xian gasped and said: "Hurry up and grab those sacks back, since they were thrown in front of our door, even if they are to be sold as broken copper and iron, we have to earn this extra money ourselves." "Today, when he was walking in the palace to enjoy the scenery and talk about Tianxue, his mood was very comfortable, so when he talked about jokes at this time, he had a few traces of Fan Sizhen's demeanor.

Wang Qinian smiled bitterly: "Adults are really in a good mood, so they can still tell jokes." ”

Fan Xian smiled helplessly: "Then what else? Is it true that every knife is followed?" Since he was almost hit on the bridge of his nose by Ye Ling'er, the daughter of the Kyoto garrison, in Kyoto, Fan Xian knew the rules of martial arts duels in this world - throw the knife to the opponent's feet, and if the opponent responds to the battle, he will pick up the knife.

"But in half a day, how can there suddenly be so many more troublemakers?" he asked with a frown.