In the corner of the square outside the palace, the street that connects with Xinjiekou, looking along the long street, you can vaguely see a crescent moon hanging in the sky. In the dim twilight, Li Hongcheng turned over and dismounted, arched his hand casually, looked at the beautiful girl-like friend in front of him, and couldn't help but smile and said: "I see that your face is full of layers of red light, and the color is inexplicable, I think I have gained a lot of benefits today." ”

Fan Xian replied with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few months, this first sentence is to make fun of me, you are the dignified prince of Jingwang, the fifth young boy in Kyoto, why bother with such a hard-working person as me." "In addition to the four princes, among the younger generation, Li Hongcheng's identity is naturally the most noble, Fan Xian deliberately ranked him as the fifth son-in-law, if it is an ordinary relationship, it will inevitably seem frivolous, but between the two of them, it seems extremely affectionate.

Li Hongcheng was slightly stunned, thinking that this guy has always been too lazy to provoke me in Beijing, and there is always a trace of hidden loneliness in his gentle smile, why did he change his temper today? Thinking of a thing, he thought that he had figured it out, and laughed and said: "You are also miserable? The Holy Lord favors you so much, and he actually deliberately kept you after the court, this kind of hard life, I am afraid that those officials in Beijing are eager to grit their teeth and carry it." ”

Fan Xian waved his hand and didn't say anything. Fuji Zijing, who had been waiting outside the palace, had already greeted him, but when he saw that the prince was talking to the young master, it was not easy to interject, so he hurriedly said: "Young master, the master said before, let me follow you." ”

Li Hongcheng smiled: "What's the matter? Lord Fan is worried that I will get Fan Xian drunk?"

Fan Xian said on the side: "Then you can follow." ”

As he spoke, the carriage of the Fan Mansion drove over, and Li Hongcheng asked the chief of the palace to lead the horse and looked back. Curious, he asked, "What? Are you still willing to ride in a carriage rather than a horse?"

Fan Xian said: "Don't be in a hurry, what are you doing on horseback?"

Li Hongcheng couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that the people in Beijing knew that you could be civil and martial, it would be up to you to act." I'm afraid they will look down on you and think you're just a useless scholar who has no power to tie your hands. "Qingguo is still martial, young people are proud of being good at riding, but Fan Xian is the opposite, when there is a car to sit on the ground, resolutely refuse to ride a horse, this kind of quirk has already spread throughout Kyoto in this year.

Fan Xian scolded something with a smile, then walked to the carriage, and said, "Ride a horse and bump your ass." ”

The long-term guards of the Jingwang Mansion have already surrounded them. Together with the guards of the Fan Mansion, it was actually a small team of more than a dozen people, guarding a tall horse and a black inconspicuous carriage. Drive slowly in the direction of the east of the city.

There is no curfew in Kyoto, and although it is twilight, there are still many pedestrians on the street, looking at this eye-catching procession, and clearly seeing the handsome young man on the horse. After seeing the Fang Yuan logo on the carriage clearly, he knew the identities of the two. The people of Kyoto knew the news of the return of the mission, and since they were walking with the prince of Jingwang. Thinking that in the carriage was the legendary illegitimate son of the Fan family, and now the little Fan was an adult, and he couldn't help but stop and watch, and some bold madmen shouted Fan Shixian in the carriage, Fan Shixian.

Last year's night banquet in front of the palace has been passed down in the mouths of the people of Kyoto for a long time, and this time, the book donation of everyone in Mohan in Northern Qi Zhuang has become a fake thing in the streets and alleys with the intentional help of the eight departments of the Supervision Yuan. Fan Xian's prestige went further, and later, the poem "Do you know? Do you know?" The reopening of the mountain by the poet immortal spread, and the people learned that Lord Xiao Fan actually dared to go to Beijing in the Northern Qi Dynasty, in front of countless young nobles of the Northern Qi Dynasty, in broad daylight, the closed female disciples of the great master of the bitter lotus, these people in Kyoto of Qingguo felt that their hearts were hot every time they thought about it, and it seemed that this matter was more glorious than Zhuang Mo Handi's gift of books. See, the begonias you offer like saints, in the hands of our little Fan, are not just a flower bones to be picked!

Fan Xian gave the people of Kyoto in Qingguo a long face, and naturally the people of Kyoto also gave a long face to Lord Fan, along the way, there were constantly people on the side of the street to greet Fan Xian, most of them were scholars, and occasionally there would be some girls with a faint face and worship.

Lord Xiao Fan won the hearts of the people, and naturally everyone overlooked the prince of King Jing, although he was also the most arrogant lord in Kyoto. However, there didn't seem to be any unhappy expression on the face of King Jing, but he smiled happily, as if Fan Xian's respect was also his glory.

Listening to the discussion outside the carriage, please be calm, it stands to reason that even if Fan Xian does not open the window and wave like the chief in a certain world at this time, at least he must have a satisfied smile on his face, but who would have thought that he would be in the carriage, and the corners of his lips were just a helpless wry smile.

The place where the prince arranged for Fan Xian to receive the wind was still in Yishiju, which was the restaurant where Fan Xian had made a comment when he first entered Kyoto. This restaurant is also a luxury place in Kyoto, but it is not quiet enough, far from the most extreme restaurant, Fan Xian can't help but understand why Hongcheng would choose such a place, but he has no opinion.

When he got out of the carriage, he found that today's stone house was unexpectedly quiet, there were not many pedestrians on the long street in front of the building, and the building that was full of people in the past was even quieter, fortunately the building was brightly lit, otherwise he would have wondered if he had been on an envoy for several months, and whether this premier gin restaurant was closed for business in tatters.

Seeing a trace of doubt in the corners of Fan Xian's eyes, Li Hongcheng didn't make a fool of himself, and said with a smile: "I'll take care of it today." ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "Although you are a dignified son, this formation is too big. I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles come and go to Yishiju every day, but in order to invite me to dinner, you have bitter the tongue of others, but I am afraid that you will arouse people's jealousy. If you want to be quiet, go to the west of the city. Even if you like this taste, it's good to charter a floor, the whole restaurant is waiting for the two of us, it's too ostentatious, King Jing doesn't talk about you, it's not good to pass it to the palace. ”

Li Hongcheng saw that he said sincerely, and looked at him for a moment without speaking, but he was a little moved in his heart. smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? I'm afraid that everyone in the world knows that my father loves to raise flowers, but I love to pick flowers, and I have always acted like Meng Lang." The name of the so-called prodigal son is always indispensable, what does it have to do with it. ”

Fan Xian knew that he could indeed afford to put on this spectrum with his identity, so he shook his head with a smile: "You, you are all about to get married, and you don't know how to be more restrained." ”

Hearing him talk about marriage, Li Hongcheng showed a faint joy on his face, but he was a little embarrassed to talk about it, and said: "Don't be too careless, you must know that the power in your hands now is not small, plus the good daughter-in-law you married...... I'll put it bluntly with you. In the palace and in the house, those of us who are juniors naturally have to know some proportions, but if we leave the palace and leave the house. We are the real masters, don't worry about others!"

Meng Lang was exaggerated and arrogant, and he said it from Li Hongcheng's mouth, but it was not disgusting.

Fan Xian was also idle in the palace, so he only smiled. followed him to the middle of the building, who knew that when he walked downstairs, he looked at the three gilded characters of "Yishiju" written by Lord Pan Ling on the plaque. Yang Hongcheng paused, pointed his hand and asked, "Do you remember where you and I first met?"

Fan Xian laughed: "It's here." ”

"Yes, but in just one year, you, who have a big style and mean comments, and repeatedly say that you look down on the so-called talent, have now become the most famous talent in the world. Li Hongcheng couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "If you can think of a generation of Zhuang Mohan inherited from you on his deathbed, you still had the heart to scold these talents at that time?"

Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic when he thought of what happened this year, and sighed: "I don't know what happened at the end of the year. I'm not afraid of your jokes, at that time, I was just an illegitimate child who had entered Beijing for the first time and had never seen anything, so it was inevitable that there would be a few big baskets of complaints in my belly. ”

Li Hongcheng looked at him with a smile, knowing that the reason why the young friend in front of him could have such a big change in a year, although there were three major elements of the grace of God, Fan Shangshu's secret support, and the marriage gaining momentum, but the other party became the director of the Supervision Institute at such a young age, and had a seat in the imperial study, without some real materials, it was categorically impossible, not to mention the half-idle poetry collection, several shots, which are all evidence that the world can see.

Regarding the functions of the Supervision Yuan, in fact, the magnates in Kyoto did not directly link Chen Pingping with Fan Xian, but only thought that this was His Majesty's intention, and Chen Pingping's loyal dog acted according to the order.

"Although you always dragged me around the Liujing River, I didn't rely on that little talent to fool the poor woman. Fan Xian looked at Li Hongcheng, who was slightly stunned, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "So those shit talents, I still have to scold those who should be scolded." ”

In his heart, Begonia, who had been fooled by his poems, was naturally not a poor woman.

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The two of them stood in front of a stone restaurant to "reminisce about the past", and sighed with emotion, but the shopkeepers in the restaurant were very nervous, although they didn't know how the owner could invite the prince to put the reception banquet here, but if Xiao Fan returned to Beijing for the first meal outside, it was in a stone house, and the reputation of the restaurant would not be a level, but I was afraid that the rich scholars who came from Jiangnan in the future would pick it up for a meal, and the silver was not for nothing? Although Yishiju is famous enough, who would have too many of the three things of fame, power and money?

Fortunately, they didn't get nervous for long, Li Hongcheng and Fan Xian had already walked into the restaurant with their arms, and the palace guards who were pressed at the intersection of the street at both ends behind them immediately took back and guarded the door of the restaurant.

With a squeak, the door of the Ichishi residence closed, and this was the first time that the restaurant had opened in Kyoto for thirty-four years.

When the door was closed, Li Hongcheng seemed to turn back unintentionally, but he found a few secret agents dressed in ordinary clothes, occupying the key points around the restaurant. He knew that he was a member of the Supervision Yuan who personally protected Fan Xian, but even he couldn't tell how many people he was. Shizi sighed in his heart, and said to Fan Xian: "You still say that I am arrogant, I see that you have a meal and the Supervision Institute will show you the door, and the envoy will have a tiger guard to give you bodyguards, in terms of arrogance, I am really not as good as you." ”

At this time, the two of them had already climbed the stairs to the third floor, separated by two screens, and a small round table had already been set up with several exquisite "Liang Kai", Fan Xian was not polite to him, and sat on the stool before explaining: "The tiger guard is for the mission, and this will be accepted as soon as he returns to Beijing." As for the Supervision Yuan......" he smiled bitterly: "Out of the Niulan Street stall, do you think the courtyard still dares to let me walk around Kyoto alone?"

Speaking of this, Li Hongcheng pretended to be angry and scolded: "You kid is not interesting enough. In a sullen voice, he became the secretary of the Supervision Yuan, and looked at the nervous appearance of the Supervision Yuan behind Niulan Street, thinking that you would already be at that time...... If it weren't for the trouble in the criminal department, I would have been kept in the dark. ”

Count it out. At the time of the murder on Niulan Street, Fan Xian had not yet alarmed the saint with a night of poetry, and the prince was actually secretly talking about it, not only him, but even the second prince had never fully figured out why the saint trusted Fan Xian so much.

Fan Xian didn't explain, so he wiped his hands with a hot towel, and began to grab him to drink, saying that he had been out for a long time and had forgotten the taste of Kyoto wine. Li Hongcheng smiled bitterly. Know that the other person will not explain it to you.

After a while, the head patrol dishes were all together, knowing that the prince and Xiao Fan had something to say. The shopkeeper didn't say anything more and chased after him. Fan Xian took the tip of the chopsticks and pulled a fish belly and sent it to his mouth to eat, smacked it a few times, and sent it down with a sip of wine, which seemed to be extremely enjoyable.

Li Hongcheng looked at him. Teased: "If you don't eat a bear's paw, you can't get along with a fish, and you still can't get out of your narrow pattern." ”

Fan Xian blurted out: "I can do whatever I want." Fish, I want, I can't have both, give up the bear's paw and take the fish. ”

Listening to what he said interestingly, Li Hongcheng smiled and asked, "Why?"

Fan Xian patted his head, laughed and said, "You don't understand, it's just a matter of reading and reading back then." ”

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Since it was a reception banquet, it shouldn't have been so deserted, but Fan Xian had already sent someone to spread the word last night. Please remember the hard journey, don't have to be accompanied by a lot of people, and the prince also vaguely knows that because the backyard of Fan Xian is on fire, he didn't shout Kabuki to accompany him. But Li Hongcheng is also a son of a powerful man who is accustomed to treating people gently, the two are already familiar with each other, tell some things about the Northern Qi Dynasty, gossip, drink and eat, light but suitable, Fan Xian can finally be his true self. On the contrary, it is very comfortable to eat.

After a few quick drinks, Shizi was a little overwhelmed, pointed at Fan Xian and scolded: "I heard that you were drinking in Northern Qi, and you got drunk as soon as you drank it, why did you become a wine fairy in front of me?" Fan Xian studied medicine, and his body was really domineering, how could he be poured down by a few glasses of water and wine, and the reason why he was drunk when he drank with Begonia in Northern Qi last time was all because he wanted to vent his depression for many years and deliberately begged to get drunk, and then he listened to Li Hongcheng's words and said with a smile: "You are a big man, what is the benefit of me getting drunk in front of you?"

Li Hongcheng suddenly looked fascinated and asked softly, "That begonia girl...... Does it really look like a fairy?"

Fan Xian squirted out a mouthful of wine, but fortunately it turned quickly, but it just sprayed on the ground, and laughed and scolded: "Could it be that you invited me to dinner today, for this sentence?"

After three rounds of drinking, Fan Xian's eyes became brighter and brighter the more he drank, Li Hongcheng became drunk, pointed to Fan Xian's delicate face, and said: "Fan Xian, you are on an envoy this time, and I don't know what happened, but now I look at your face is a little different." ”

Fan Xian subconsciously touched his cheek and asked curiously, "What's the difference?"

Li Hongcheng scratched his head and spilled the wine all over the ground, as if he was thinking about such a wording, and only after a while did he laugh and said: "If you said in the past, you also had a shallow smile on your face as now, looking like people want to get close to you, but there is always a trace of separation, and it seems that you don't want others to get too close to you." And now your smile is not deliberately pure, but it is reassuring, your eyes are clear, whether it is speech or style, it is like a piece of polished jade, very warm. ”

Fan Xian smiled very appropriately, thinking that this was probably the change that the cave brought to him overnight, he finally figured out some things, and began to see himself as a member of this world from the bottom of his heart, and began to make real plans for his future.

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Li Hongcheng gradually got drunk, but Fan Xian was extremely sober.

"I know, today the palace has set you in the palm of the treasury. Li Hongcheng seemed a little drunk and embarrassed, "In the future, you will have to leak some soup in the palm of your hand for me." ”

Although it is a naughty joke, he said it as his son, which has already given Fan Xian enough face. Fan Xian couldn't help but be a little surprised, looked at him twice, and asked softly: "Your family's hereditary prince, what are you doing with these things? ”

Li Hongcheng looked mocking. With a big tongue, he said: "You also know that I spend a lot, although there is also a shopkeeper in Qingyutang who is helping the palace manage the money, and some of the accounts are in the account, but where is there enough ......" He sighed. "You also know that although my family is His Majesty's own brother, he has not been willing to do anything for so many years, and even entering the palace to see his grandmother is once a month. And because of my identity, it's not easy for me to put down my shelf and deal with those Zhizhou county guards, so naturally there will be some time when I don't have time to take advantage of it. ”

Fan Xian seemed to be a little surprised, and he didn't know how to speak: "If you put this outside, no one will believe it." ”

Li Hongcheng waved his hand. The wine was overflowing, and he sneered: "There is no name for relatives, and it is useless." You're embarrassed. After all, the inner library belongs to the imperial court, and when it is time for you to fish, don't be polite, I think my aunt has taken care of the inner library all these years, and the prince doesn't know how much benefit he has gained from it. Even when the old Guo family was raided by you, you copied 130,000 taels of silver, and the inner treasury was empty? and they will know where these people's fat and people's ointment have gone. ”

Fan Xian's heart moved slightly, knowing that Shizi's words were specially said for himself.

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Looking at the prince of King Jing who was drunk on the table, a sneer flashed in Fan Xian's heart, thinking that Uncle Wuzhu was right, there is really no one in this world who is worth believing. During the trip to the Northern Qi Dynasty, I had a lot of feelings, and I knew that friendship was rare, so tonight I knew that Li Hongcheng was in the name of receiving the wind to announce his close relationship with the Second Prince's Party to Beijing on behalf of the Second Prince. But he still didn't refuse, but he didn't expect this prince to tell such a big lie in front of him.

Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, one of his cronies, has been secretly managing all the skin and meat business on the Liujing River, although this business is not glorious, it seems that it is not worthy of the identity of the prince, but it is constantly transporting a large number of silver taels for him. Shizi's actions are extremely secretive, if it weren't for Fan Xian who sent someone to check on the person called Yuan Mengdi last summer, I'm afraid that even the Second Division of the Supervision Yuan wouldn't know about this matter? ? It's no wonder that he dared to cry poor in front of Fan Xian.

However, Fan Xian also knew that the second prince did not necessarily fall in love with the silver money in the inner treasury, but during the period when the eldest princess of Xinyang was at the helm, the East Palace must have done a lot of tricks in the inner treasury, maybe the second prince just planned to rely on Fan Xian and wanted to take the prince off the horse from this road!

And he also understands that there is truth in the truth of the prince's words, and indeed some princes and nobles are not so happy, even himself, if it is not supported by a bookstore, and there is another treasury steward at home, I am afraid that he will have to reach out everywhere? ? No one is filial, does it only rely on the little money of the court?

The banquet was gone, the wine was exhausted, Fan Xian patted Li Hongcheng twice, seeing that there was no response, he didn't bother to care whether Li Hongcheng was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, so he pretended to stagger and stood up on the wine table and walked out.

The wooden door of Yishiju has been opened, and the wind blows in the early autumn night, Fan Xian shook his head, trying to treat his friends with sincerity, but he couldn't react, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed plainly appeared out of nowhere, and made a big bow to Fan Xian in fear. Fan Xian leaned slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he thought to himself that since Li Hongcheng had covered this building, and there were guards outside the door, how did this person come in?

The man saw the confusion on Lord Fan's face, and hurriedly responded humbly: "In Xia Cui Qingquan, the owner of Yishiju, please Lord Fan is safe." ”

It turned out to be the owner of Yishiju, probably coming to pat himself, Fan Xianzheng was subconsciously about to smile, suddenly thought of this surname, frowned and asked, "Cui?"

Cui Qingquan smiled and said: "Exactly, the adults in the clan originally wanted to invite the great kindness of the second son who came to thank the lord for training the second son in the north, but they knew that Lord Xiao Fan was scholarly and didn't like this kind of behavior, so the little one was waiting for the adults today." ”

Fan Xian nodded expressionlessly, knowing that the Cui clan was a well-established family in Beijing, and he was a merchant in the north, and this time Cui Gongzi, who knelt in Beijing and begged for his life in the rainy night of the mission, was their person, thinking that the Cui clan knew that his son had offended him, so he tried every possible way to complete the matter.

Cui Qingquan didn't step forward very interestingly, but just handed over a box and said: "It's a dwarf mountain ginseng, although it is not a big supplement, but it is the best for decanting, it has been washed and chewed raw." ”

Fan Xian nodded, and Fuji Zijing took it on the side.

Walking through the carriage on the long street, Fan Xian opened the box on his lap and found that there was any dwarf mountain ginseng, which was actually a thick stack of silver tickets, frowned, and found that there were 20,000 taels!

Fuji Zijing sat opposite him, dumbfounded, and said, "This Cui family is so big. ”

Fan Xian's face remained unchanged, but he was actually a little surprised in his heart, this has to be how long the income of the bookstore is, and the other party sent it over so easily. Of course, he also understands that if the Cui family still wants to be a merchant in the north of the inner library, he must tie himself up. Thinking of the courtesy he received all the way out of the palace and into the palace today, he couldn't help sighing, although he was a human being in two lives, and his heart was much more resolute than ordinary people, but at this time, he really felt the feeling of power, and he was a little confused.

?? However, Cui's money is given away for nothing, since Fan Xian has already made up his mind, in the future, Cui's will only give the eldest princess a funeral, thinking of this, his disgust for the son of the world has faded, after all, life is still a matter of using each other in the final analysis, but he doesn't like Li Hongcheng to treat himself like a fool, after all, he still wants to save this friend.

Fuji Zijing looked at the eldest young master's face, and knew what he was thinking, and frowned: "Is this appropriate?"

Fan Xian looked at him and smiled, and said, "The prince gave me a sentence earlier: After leaving the palace and leaving the palace, we are the real masters, what's inappropriate?"

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The car arrived at a secluded street and alley, the moon in the sky was about to reach the middle of the sky, the silver light was soft, Fan Xian got out of the carriage, and let everyone in the palace go back first, Fuji Zijing knew that there had been a team of officials of the Supervision Yuan around him to protect him in secret, so he didn't say much.

He beckoned to the shadows, and a secret agent from the Supervision Yuan came over quietly, he was also the first batch of people in the Qi Nian group, and he could be regarded as Fan Xian's close confidant. Fan Xian looked at him and said: "Deng Ziyue, tomorrow I will send a secret order to return to the hospital, and check whether the Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials, the Qintian Supervisor, and the Imperial Envoy of the Left Deputy Capital have anything to do with the industries under the Cui family." ”

Deng Ziyue raised his head, his eyes were big and bright: "Lord Tisi, you can't check the royal family without a purpose." "He has a very high rank in the Supervision Yuan, so he vaguely knows that behind these three ministers, they are all second princes.

Fan Xian frowned and waved his hand: "It's just a few ministers, it's just a secret investigation, what are you afraid of?"

Deng Ziyue knew that his performance had already dissatisfied Lord Tisi, so he hurriedly responded.

Fan Xian looked at him and added: "Wang Qinian knows what to ask and what not to ask, since you have taken over from him, you have to learn this." ”

Deng Ziyue was terrified to obey, and then looked at the sudden extra box in front of him, he didn't dare to open it, so he had to hold it in his arms, and walked forward with Master Fan, who was walking with his hands, and finally mustered up the courage to ask: "My lord, how will the little one contact the hospital in the future?" He didn't know if this sentence was a question that should be asked.

Fan Xian stopped and said with a smile: "Don't go through the official way, it will be recorded, you can directly find Mu Tie in one place." ”

"Yes. ”

Fan Xian walked forward, it was rare to appreciate the late night in Kyoto after a long absence, he didn't want to let go of this opportunity, he just dropped a word.

"This box is not for you, it's for you. ”