Only the pavilion on the other side of the lake still has some snow left, which is warmly and thinly divided into countless white flakes, like a lot of patches on the deep pavilion. The snow in Kyoto stopped on the 29th day of the lunar month, and within three days, the servants in the palace of King Jing had already swept away the snow on the grass on the lake side.

It's just that the weather is cold, and there are naturally no fresh and tender grass tips on the grass, and some are just white grass that stiffens after death.

Fan Xian'an quietly followed behind Prince Jing and walked to the depths of the garden, but his eyes glanced twice at Prince Jing's slightly resting back.

After entering the palace, Fan Shangshu came forward to block the offensive of King Jing's foul words, and there was a lot of excitement, but even Roujia and Hong Chengdu hadn't seen it, so King Jing suddenly proposed to let Fan Xian go with him, although Fan Xian didn't know what the prince's intentions were, but seeing that his father nodded secretly, he also went with him.

Along the way, there is not much scenery in the garden, and even the few vegetable fields that King Jing served at night are just a few puddles of mud. Wang Xing of Bisheng Jing did not speak in front of him, and Fan Xian had no choice but to follow silently, while looking at the back of the prince, his thoughts had already drifted to other places.

This prince is unusual, and I have seen such a self-contained and even self-defiled absurd prince in the history books, but it is rare to see a powerful person who does it so simply and does not have a trace of desire for power.

Especially this old look, I don't know what kind of jīng god blow I experienced back then.

An old man and a young man stopped at the edge of the vegetable field, and King Jing hissed and said, "The first time I saw you, it was in this vegetable garden. ”

Fan Xian thought of the poetry meeting, thought of being a frequent guest in the sad autumn of thousands of miles, and thought that there was a smiling woman in white in the vegetable field that he was full of thoughts at that time, but he saw a farmer...... couldn't help laughing, and responded: "The prince always likes to play with juniors." ”

"I'm not the only one growing vegetables in this Beijing. King Jing said.

Fan Xian was stunned, thinking that this was not a nonsense, although Kyoto is rich, there are still many poor people, and it is very common for these people to tidy up some vegetable fields under the corner wall of the courtyard and supplement their usual diet, but since King Jing said so, he naturally has his follow-up, so he listened quietly.

"That old guy from the Qin family also likes to grow vegetables, but he only grows cabbage and radish. The corner of King Jing's lips said with a hint of ridicule: "The guy who is a soldier only knows how to fill his stomach, and he doesn't know that growing vegetables is also an art." ”

Fan Xian was shocked, savored the two sentences of the prince, and didn't know how to respond for a while.

King Jing walked into the muddy vegetable field, crossed his hands on his waist, looked at the desolate scenery around him, and said after a long silence: "Do you find out who did the sniping in the valley?"

Fan Xian closed his mouth tightly, now he, of course, knows that the sniper in the valley is arranged by the old killing god Qin of the military, the problem is, this is the biggest secret of Qingguo today, except for Chen Pingping and himself, few people know about it, and King Jing first talked about the old man Qin planting vegetables, and at this time he talked about the sniping in the valley, is it implying something?

But...... Prince Jing does not ask about political affairs all the year round, and he does not have too deep contacts with the military officials of the Chinese and the court, he ...... How dare you say that the sniping in the valley was done by the old Qin family?

It's just that King Jing didn't explain, and Fan Xian didn't know if what he guessed was correct, and it was impossible for him to tell the other party about the Qin family, because it involved the deepest death, so he had to smile bitterly and said: "The court has been investigating, and the courtyard is also investigating, I only know that it must be related to the military, but the person is dead, and there is no clue at all." ”

King Jing glanced back at him, as if he was a little surprised by his indifference, thinking that this kid didn't understand what he meant, and snorted angrily: "Idiot!"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, thinking to himself about this kind of thing, can you pretend to be stupid?

"The city guarding crossbow belongs to the Ye family. King Jing stared at Fan Xian's eyes, "But don't forget the Qin family." ”

The prince's words were too direct, Fan Xian couldn't pretend anymore if he wanted to, and he was also very moved in his heart, this old guy was too good to himself, frowned and asked, "I have no enmity with the Qin family." ”

The prince snorted twice, did not continue to say anything, walked out of the mud and vegetable field, and then walked deeper into the garden.

Fan Xian looked at his back and vaguely guessed that the reason why the prince dared to deduce that the Qin family would make a move must be because of the events of the year, but it was only the connection between the Qin family and the bloody case of the Taiping Courtyard back then...... This is a secret that my father doesn't know, and even Chen Pingping found out after that, and it took more than ten years to find out.

Why does the prince know?

Thinking of this section, Fan Xian's heart was full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't care about it anymore, so he rushed forward directly and grabbed King Jing's sleeve.

King Jing was stunned for a moment and slowly turned his head.

Fan Xian looked at him and said very sincerely: "What was going on back then? Why didn't anyone in the world know that the Qin family was involved? Why didn't this matter come out when the bloody night in Kyoto was blown." ”

............ "You're asking too much. King Jing sighed and said: "Although I am just an idle prince who does not do his job, you remember, after all, I am also a member of the royal family...... As for why I know something that the two old fellows behind you don't know, the reason is simple, because I was still young and was still with my mother. ”

The corners of the prince's eyebrows twitched twice, revealing a very narrow smile: "When I am young, I always like to hide and seek everywhere, so sometimes it is easy to hear something, and as for what I overheard, no one else knows for so many years." ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, and stopped talking, the prince was willing to point out the Qin family, which was already considered to be extremely protective of himself, but if that matter involved the queen mother, it was the prince's biological mother, how could he continue?

"Yun Rui was young at that time, and this matter has nothing to do with her. After being silent for a while, Prince Jing suddenly said: "I still want to make it clear to you about this, you have learned a lot from Fan Jianhe and the Supervision Institute since you were a child, but there are many things that have become ridiculous." ”

At this time, the old and young were standing on the cold ridges, not far away was the wall of King Jing's Mansion, and outside the wall was the unchanged and bleak sky of Kyoto, and Fan Xian listened to the words of the prince beside him, but his heart was extremely warm.

"What's the matter?"

"Whether it's Chen Pingping's old dog or your father, they are all masters of tricks, so they always like to make things very complicated, and they ...... The most important thing is that they don't believe in anyone, and the least trusting thing is each other. King Jing sneered and said: "This is the stupidest thing, Chen Pingping even doubted Yun Rui before, and she didn't want to think about how old Yun Rui was at that time." ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, the mutual suspicion and precautions between his father and Chen Pingping have been in existence since his mother's death, getting deeper and deeper, until he got better after he entered Beijing.

"I have swallowed the affairs of the old Qin family for so long, and I will tell you today, not to ask you to take revenge. King Jing said calmly: "I just think that you have offended the military enough, and our Qingguo was originally founded by the military, if you don't know who your real enemy in the army is, I am afraid that you will die casually." ”

The words "die casually", King Jing said very heavily, he didn't want anyone to die so casually.

Fan Xian touched the ground, then straightened up and asked a question that he was most concerned about.

"Lord Wang, why are you so good to me?"

............ When King Jing heard this, he was suddenly stunned, and after being stunned for a long time, he suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, more and more sharp, and more and more poignant.

Fan Xian's heart was slightly confused, and he stood aside a little indifferently, looking at the prince beside him, watching the gray hair on the prince's head that did not match his actual age at all fluttering in the cold wind, and looking at the tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes because of the smile.

After a long time, King Jing straightened up, frowned and thought for a long time and said, "I don't know either." ”

Then he walked down the ridge.

Fan Xian still followed him silently.

"His Majesty and I were both raised by my mother. Prince Jing said calmly, his face had already returned to the usual vicissitudes and tranquility, "At that time, the Chengwang Mansion was not very conspicuous, and it had no status in Kyoto, so the imperial brother and I could still play around, and your father also followed us every day at that time, and added the palace...... Chen Pingping, the companion invited by the public middle school, the four of us mingle every day, and I am the youngest, of course, the most bullied. ”

Later, the royal brother Fan Jian and Chen Pingping went to play in their mother's hometown of Shanzhou, and when they came back, they happily said that they met a very interesting girl there. King Jing laughed: "It didn't take long for that girl to arrive in Kyoto and find King Cheng's Mansion. ”

Fan Xian also smiled: "That's my mother." ”

"yes. King Jing thought leisurely about the past, "I remember when I was young, I pestered your mother to play every day, well, I called her Sister Ye Zi at that time...... Your mother loves me very much, so it's impossible for my brother to let Chen Pingping bully me anymore, that's good. ”

An old man and a young man walked while talking, and after a while came to the outside of a study, although Fan Xian had the heart to listen to the prince talk more about some old things, but still put his attention on the study, because this study is obviously rarely visited, the prince often likes to grow vegetables, naturally does not like to read.

King Jing pushed the door and entered, and hissed, "Sit." ”

Fan Xian didn't brush the dust on his seat, and sat down very peacefully.

King Jing rummaged through the bookcase for a long time, and finally turned out a thick book, then handed it to Fan Xian and said, "Look." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, took it with both hands, and when he saw the cover, it was an agronomic lecture, and he couldn't help but look at the prince sullenly.

After being silent for a moment, King Jing said, "I don't have much to say about your mother, and you ask me why I'm so good to you...... Actually, no, I'm not good enough for you, at least I've been hidden from them for nearly twenty years. ”

The prince slowly walked out of the study, facing Fan Xian with a slight back, and his voice was a little depressed: "I always thought she had no descendants. ”

―――――――――――――――――――― Fan sat on a dusty chair, flipping through the thick agricultural lecture book casually, but he was thinking about what King Jing said before, in fact, he could vaguely capture King Jing's thoughts, that touch of green, bitter, can not be spoken, but remember the thoughts of life.

When a teenager is initially budding and has a gentle, beautiful, omnipotent, and all-encompassing sister by his side, it is inevitable that such a story will happen.

When I was reborn into this world, I was already a mature soul, but in my previous life, how could I not have such an experience, all men, who has not had such an experience? It's just that normal people in the world, after growing up, will always have a truly sweet fruit to fill into their own jīng god world.

And King Jing's normal growth experience was obviously interrupted by the great history of Qingguo, the Ye family was destroyed overnight, but King Jing couldn't be angry, there was nowhere to be angry, so he was born early, his figure was slight, and he only respected the countryside and did not respect the court.

Fan Xian's fingers flipped the slightly yellowed pages, and suddenly his fingers stiffened.

He saw a few pieces of thin paper, sandwiched in a thick book, and his heart moved, and he quickly flipped it back, and pulled out a few more thin sheets of paper.

The handwriting on the paper is very unfamiliar, but also very familiar, the writer's brush is obviously not good enough, and the strokes are straight and stunned, like matchsticks building blocks.

The content on the paper was not unexpected by Fan Xian, it recorded some suggestions from someone to someone, such as the Supervision Yuan, such as Shang Jia Shi, and a few notes, saying what you want to eat today, and where you plan to go tomorrow...... Fan Xian laughed, and said to himself at the few pieces of paper: "Everything else you wrote was probably burned by the people of this world, but I didn't expect that the little boy left a few of them." ”

He tilted his head and said, "But your handwriting is really not as good as mine, and your strength is placed in a large place, but not in a small place, and the brush is not used to it, so I use a quill, by the way, I have made a small workshop in the inner library, specializing in making pencils, and in these things, I am much smarter than you......"

After being silent for a moment, Fan Xian thought about it, and put these pieces of paper into his arms, thinking that Lord Jing also needed this kind of relief. He stood up, a quiet smile on his face, and walked out of the study.

――――――――――――――――――――― Jing Wang Ye is not outside the study, this palace Fan Xian has been here many times, and he doesn't need Yahuan to lead the way, holding his hands, shaking and shaking, he arrived outside a row of large rooms, this row of rooms is gathered into a small courtyard, but there is a big copper lock hanging on the courtyard door.

Fan Xian couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the lock, walked up the steps and knocked on the door vigorously, shouting, "If you don't open the door again, I'll leave." ”

"Don't go!

There was a series of hurried shouts in the courtyard, and someone ran quickly, and the big wooden door made a bang, and it was thought that the person had hit the door, so that the urgency of this person could be imagined.

The door opened a small crack, Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked inside, and couldn't help but be startled, and found that there was also an eye on the other side looking out, and the person obviously had a few pieces of eye feces in the corners of his eyes, and his hair was also tied up haphazardly, looking haggard.

"Hell!" Fan Xian spouted.

"You're a ghost!" Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing who was locked up in the room, scolded: "Don't hurry up and fish me out!"

Fan Xian looked at him and was really pitiful, and couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't finish his sigh, then laughed again, and scolded: "The prince forbids your feet, how can I catch you?"

"You plead for the old man!" Li Hongcheng was already about to be locked up crazy, and at this time, he finally saw a guy who was not afraid of his father, where was he willing to miss it, and scolded: "You kid, do you still have a conscience?" You yīn I blacked me and sprayed me with foul language, I admit it...... But I've been locked up for so long, and you don't have any sympathy? I think when you first entered Kyoto, I was bad for you......?

Fan Xian blocked his ears, listened to Li Hongcheng's repeated scolding, knew that this guy was really too miserable, and said with a wry smile: "The prince locked you up for your own good, otherwise if you go out and toss with those brothers again, you won't necessarily end well in the end." ”

"Dead is dead!" Li Hongcheng sneered: "It's better than being suffocated alive." ”

Fan Xian took a few steps back, looked at the layout of the courtyard, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded and said, "God, old man...... Anyway, you've been locked up in this yard...... It's been locked up for a year, right?"

............ Li Hongcheng was stunned and scolded: "That's not early, I'm crazy, I just don't let me go out of the mansion, although they are all in prison, but the cell in the palace is always bigger." ”

Fan Xian rubbed his nose, nodded and exclaimed: "Taking the palace as a prison, the heart can't be zìyóu, the son of the world is really philosophical." ”

Li Hongcheng lamented: "Don't irritate me, you kid...... Originally, it was good for me to listen to the drama in the palace, but as soon as you returned to Beijing, you were assassinated and killed, and the old man in my family didn't say a word, and immediately locked me up in the small courtyard.

Fan Xian looked at Hongcheng's pitiful appearance through the crack in the door, and he couldn't avoid sympathy and apology in his heart, of course he knew why King Jing's Mansion made such a play, it wasn't that Prince Jing didn't want his son to get involved in those things, and as soon as he returned to Beijing, he would fight against the second prince, if Li Hongcheng was still tied to the second prince, who knew how he would deal with him.

"Gotta get it. Fan Xian looked around at no one and whispered, "I'll get you out and take you to a good time, but you have to promise me not to meet those guys." ”

Li Hongcheng was overjoyed, nodded again and again, but said suspiciously: "Don't break this lock, if you want to escape from prison, I don't know if I will get out." ”

Fan Xian took out a key from his belt and said mockingly: "Don't forget, I'm from the Supervision Yuan." ”

............ The big copper lock was opened with a click, and Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, who was locked up in the small courtyard and did not see the sky, finally got to see the sky, he strode forward, looked at the open environment around him, took a deep breath, and patted Fan Xian's shoulder: "Count your kid still missing the old love." ”

In fact, there is such a big disturbance, where will the people in the palace not know, but since the person in charge is Xiao Fan, and he is saving his own prince, no one dares to stop it.

At this moment, a clear, bright, anxious, and frightened voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother, why did you run out by yourself?" Not far from the lower left of the stone steps stood a noble lady wearing an apricot red coat, her little face flushed anxiously: "Beware of Daddy beating you to death." ”

Fan Xian looked back in a daze, looked at this young lady, and saw that this young lady was still that weak and docile appearance, but there were a few more traces of beauty and grace between his eyebrows and eyes than in previous years, he couldn't help but be shocked, thinking that it had only been a year, how could little Lori become such a pure and lovely girl?

The young lady also saw Fan Xian's face clearly, was surprised, covered her lips, and after the surprise in those eyes, she suddenly seemed to think of something, and immediately a trace of mist appeared, and she sobbed.

Fan Xian was afraid in his heart, if he wanted to say that the person he was most afraid of in Kyoto, in addition to the emperor Lao Tzu in the palace, was the little girl in front of him who had a deep love for him...... Cousin, he relaxed a lot in his heart, but now he suddenly saw the sad appearance of the girl's family, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The girl's family finally calmed down, walked to Fan Xian and said in a mosquito-like voice: "I've seen Brother Xian." ”

Listening to the words Brother Xian, Fan Xian gasped, thinking that he was here again, and he was here again, but there was no other way, and he said in a calm and kind tone like an eldest brother: "I've seen Sister Roujia." ”