The sky over Kyoto is sunny and sunny, and it is always impossible to accurately show a smile or a sad face, 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 previous moment, had been frightened into a theater after hearing this, fully performing all the feelings that a Daqing people should show at this time.

It was obviously a warm chūn day, but Fan Ruoruo's body seemed to be tortured in an 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 all left her because of one or another, an important reason that they can't turn back, she is so isolated, this is a surprise attack from the closest place behind her, a fierce and decisive killing machine, presumably when she leaves this world, she 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, the only Ye Qingmei in the world, Fan Xian still doesn't believe it. If you have no feelings for a man, how can you get him into your bed? Other women may be indifferent to the 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 on the corner of his lips, that man was really cold-blooded.

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

A chill suddenly surged in Fan Xian's heart, he knew what his sister was talking about, because he knew when he was a child that Sinanbo Mansion should have been a young master. The eldest young master should be about the same age as himself, the child of his father and Mrs. Yuanpei, but because of his young age, he died at a very young age.

At this time, the younger 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 and asked him to be kind to Fan Jian, because the Fan family had 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, because under the fierce attack of the Queen Mother, the Qin family, and the Empress family, someone greeted death on his behalf?

Fan Xian's face turned a little pale, and he thought silently in his heart, if things were going like this, he had concealed it from the Queen Mother at first, and then 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, and some details had not yet been figured out, but the possible terrible picture was clear in his mind. He thought with some indifference that he had opened his eyes for the first time in this world and saw his baby's white lotus-like hands, and in front of the blood-stained hands on the white lotus, there was already a newborn baby who had died in his place.

His hands of the baby white lotus were not only smeared with the blood of the person killed by Uncle Wuzhu, but also the blood of the real young master of the Fan family!

Fan Xian's body trembled slightly, Fan Ruoruo obviously noticed his brother's abnormality, 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 father's jǐng ti in those years?

The relationship between Sinan Bo 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 the face of Nǎinǎi, who had always loved him very much, appeared in front of his father's solemn face, which seemed to never be angry, never happy, and just walked silently on the officialdom.

His heart suddenly ached, and he felt that he really owed the Fan family too much. His heart suddenly became cold, there were too many people who had died and too much blood had been shed back then.

Fan Xian stood up, looked coldly at the Taiping Courtyard across the river, and suddenly said, "Don't tell anyone what you said 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 that his father was in a place in the northeast, helping him to do a big thing, and he was going to ask his father for instructions in person, because he believed that his father also had his own say in this matter.

Fan Ruoruo endured it and didn't ask questions, just looked at her brother Yīn's depressed 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. Fan Xian is not only the second person in the world, but also has too much power in his hands, if he really turns his face with the emperor and wants to avenge his mother, there will be a big war between the monarch and the minister, 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 hummed, and followed in small steps.

............ The three black carriages left the bamboo forest at the Taiping Courtyard and came to another secluded place on the outskirts of Beijing. The desolation of this place is different from that of the Taiping Annex, and it smells frightening—because it is a cemetery.

Many people have been buried in the Taiping Courtyard, and many people have been buried here, Fan Xianjin resigned from his hometown 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 tombs of the unknown soldiers left over from 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 sniper Qin Heng 1st Road pioneer camp at Zhengyangmen, and the black cavalry later bravely pursued in front of the square, so that there were more than 1,000 graves in this new cemetery.

Shortly after the traditional April Festival, there are still many traces of worship in the garden, such as incense and paper money that have not been burned, 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 responded, 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, and I am responsible for many living and dead people." I have to use these graves to remind me to become 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, the style of the tomb is ordinary, but it is very large, and there is a garden outside the tomb, and there are officers and soldiers guarding it. 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, walked past the prince's grave, 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 tomb of the Empress Dowager is far away in the south of Cangshan, 80 miles away from Kyoto, it is said that it occupies a huge area, and the decoration is extremely gorgeous, which perfectly shows the benevolence and filial piety of His Majesty the Emperor, but Fan Xian has not been there once.

The officials of the Supervision Yuan were scattered, and Fan Xian's brother and sister stood quietly in front of the grave of the second prince, I don't know how long they watched, Fan Xian suddenly said: "Actually, I don't like you very much, because I know that you and I are the same kind of people, just like you said the night before you died, we don't like each other." ”

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

"Because I hide deeper than you, my smile is more genuine than yours. Fan Xian's voice was not high, but he was extremely resolute, "When it comes to acting, no one in this world can compare to me, because I have been acting since the first day I was born. ”

To disguise yourself as a baby, of course, you have to learn how babies laugh. Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, "This has become my natural nature, I can only smile slightly...... Shame on you. ”

He raised his head and said, "Chengze, I will come to see you again when I don't have to be ashamed to laugh in the future." ”

Fan Ruoruo looked at his brother in shock, not knowing why he was talking nonsense about these things in front of the second prince's grave, what kind of disguised baby?

Fan Xian stretched out in front of the grave, he had already stood up, but the slight smile on his face, when would it turn into an angry face that was impatient with 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, but 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 put her mind at ease and laughed too, but there was still a layer of yīn haze in her heart, looking at her brother, I don't know what kind of hardship and struggle there will be in this burst of laughter.

Fan Xian calmed down and said gently: "What I want to do today, the madness I want to do is all done, you said earlier that there is something in the capital, what is it?"

Fan Ruoruo hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "It's Miss Sun who came to the mansion, thanks to the absence of my sister-in-law...... The vine family is in a hurry. ”

"Sun ...... Sun ......?Sun Jingxiu his girl?" Fan Xian was stunned for a long time, and said: "A lady of the family, why did you make such a fuss?"

This Miss Sun is naturally the fan who helped Fan Xiantian in the Kyoto Rebellion. It's just that Fan Xian knows very well the xìng feelings of this girl's family, even if he is obsessed with the stone, he will not do such a detrimental thing.

"She's here for her father?" Fan Ruoruo glanced at him tentatively, and said, "It seems that something happened to Master Sun's side, and I couldn't do anything for a while, I think Miss Sun was also forced over by her father." ”

A gust of wind came from the mountains, and Fan Xian's clothes were hunting, and his brows were furrowed, and he couldn't help but curse something, but his voice was very low, and even Fan Ruoruo, who was standing beside him, didn't hear it clearly.

............ (Regarding Fan Xian's slightly shy smile, since I first started writing about Qing Yu Nian last year, many people have been very disgusted, and in many places have expressed their incomprehension of my writing, and I have never explained it, because this is a very unaesthetically pleasing and box office writing, but I want to insist...... 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 a baby's body.

How should a twenty-year-old pretend to be a naïve, innocent baby who doesn't know anything, how should he laugh, how should he squeak? I have observed many children, and I have found that there is one kind of laughter that is the most common among them, and that is the slightly shy smile.

Fan Xian pretended to smile slightly shy for a long time, so when he grew up in Qingguo's world, he would inevitably have this habitual action. It's an expression that I think is necessary, a very 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 so bad later, and I didn't stick to the shy smile, no way, I want to eat.