The prince was moved, and carefully calculated in his heart, and after a while, he finally made up his mind, and said with a shot: "Okay, this palace will give Fan Xian a chance, I hope he will not disappoint this palace." ”

The East Palace was decided, Guo Baokun was gloomy, Xin Qiwu was excited, and the prince felt that he was wise and tolerant, but these three people didn't know that the queen and the eldest princess had thought about assassinating Fan Xian back then, and the real powerful force behind the East Palace had already clashed with the power behind Fan Xian twice, once in Shanzhou, and once on Niulan Street and under Cangshan Mountain.

Of course, they had no idea that a few years later, things would turn out to be so absurd and unbelievable. The **night* (forbidden books please delete)* (forbidden books please delete) always seem more remote and dark than other places, hiding all the truth and past, and it also makes people unable to see what kind of face there will be in the not so distant future.

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With the intelligence of the Supervision Yuan as the confidence, the negotiations in the next few days suddenly changed dramatically. The Northern Qi side also wanted to use kraft candy tactics, dragging on day by day, hoping to wear out all the patience of the Qingguo government and the opposition. How do you know that the really powerful Lord Xin Qiwu of Honglu Temple, who was already aggressive, has become even more fierce at the negotiation table in the past two days, and turned into a big axe, slashing at the other party one by one!

After three rounds of negotiations, all the issues including the exchange of prisoners, tribute, and titles were resolved, and only the last difficult bone remained, that is, the re-demarcation of the territory between the vassal states.

Fan Xian, as the deputy envoy of the reception, has been watching this process coldly, and admires Lord Xin Shaoqing's knowledge and courage in his heart. He really didn't think of the prince's side, it turned out that not all of them were corpse vegetarians, and not all the people in the East Palace were as unpopular as Guo Baokun. And Xin Shaoqing was in the free time of negotiations. I also have time to communicate with Fan Xian or observe secretly, I am a little surprised that Fan Xian is so young, but he has such a good kung fu, and I feel more and more unable to see through the depth of this young nobleman.

On the whole, the negotiation went smoothly, except for the Supervision Yuan to help collect the file, Fan Xian did not make much effort, but in the future, he will always be missing his share of the meritorious deeds, so Fan Xian is very satisfied with his current life.

There is a seven-leaf shopkeeper of Qingyutang who takes care of the bookstore, and Fan Sizhen often goes to serve as the bookkeeper. He didn't have to worry about it at all. Two months later, the big wedding, naturally those mothers-in-law of the Lin Mansion and the Fan Mansion were busy, and even the Liu family was very happy with the fact that Fan Xian wanted to be a fake horse, and he did his duty as a stepmother. is busy - you must know that after marrying the emperor's righteous daughter, Fan Xian should not attack the title of the family again.

What's more, Lin Wan'er's other identity is there, and those old ** in the palace often go to the palace to talk nonsense, and every few days it is a certain mother's will, which makes Si Nanbo Fan Jian a little anxious. For Fan Xian, who has no knowledge of court etiquette, these things are naturally escaped. It's just that Lin Wan'er and Ruoruo's sister who helped her brother carry the ritual. I am immersed in this pain every day.

The second prince, Tuo Jing, spoke twice. I would like to invite Fan Xian to meet. But when he met the prince in the summer, Fan Xian felt a little shadowy in his heart. So it was pushed to the end of the month, hoping that things would have calmed down by then, after all, it seems that the East Palace's attitude towards the Fan Mansion has also changed. It's not that he has the courage to refuse the prince's invitation, it's just that when he uses an excellent name and contributes to the country, he doesn't dare to linger in Huaxiang.

During these days, the only thing that made him a little faintly worried was the Zhuang Mohan family in the Northern Qi Mission who had been living in seclusion, and the first disciple of the Dongyi Mission who looked at the sword, these two people were both literate and martial, and they were both top figures in the world, and it was too quiet in Kyoto during this time. Zhuang Mohan was also invited by the Queen Mother to stay in the palace to give lectures, but Yun Zhilan, the first disciple of the Four Swords, stayed in the embassy all the time.

What Fan Xian pays the most attention to is Yun Zhilan. After all, Zhuang Mohan's reputation as a writer has no conflict with himself, but Yun Zhilan has a life-threatening enmity with himself. However, in Qingguo Kyoto, I believe that the other party will not be stupid enough to seek revenge on himself with a single sword, so what Fan Xian is really worried about at the moment is actually just related to a key.

At night, he looked at the black leather box in a daze, the lock mouth looked like brass, but he had tried it before, and the slender dagger left by Mr. Fei Jie could not make a mark, and it seemed that this material was a little strange. Behind the brass key, there seems to be some kind of mechanism, but if you can't get the key, you can't even see what the mechanism looks like.

Fan Xian once tried to find some way to get acquainted with the old eunuch Hong in the palace, but after a little trying, he discovered a fact. Although he seems to be thriving in Kyoto at the moment, in fact, there is still an extremely long distance from the top class in the world, and the crown prince and the second prince are trying to win him over, just for the sake of the second mansion of Fan Lin behind him, not that there is anything strange about himself. And this area of the palace, because you don't need to look at the eyes of the courtiers, you can't reach it at all.

Wan'er is now inconvenient to enter the palace often, so no one can help her at all. It would be difficult for him to get to know Hong Siqi even if he wanted to, let alone drag him outside the palace for an hour according to what Uncle Wuzhu said.

When the second prince came to invite Fan Xian through the prince Li Hongcheng, he had skillfully tried to use the mouth of others to see if he could get to know Gonggong Hong in the palace, but Li Hongcheng shook his head, the old dog would only lie in the queen mother's palace to enjoy the cold, and it was impossible to leave the palace.

"It seems that there is only one way to change it. With a snap, Fan Xian kicked the box back on the bed, and looked at Uncle Wuzhu, who seemed to be asleep in the corner, "I have no way to drag Gonggong Hong out." ”

Wuzhu slowly raised his head: "I can lure him out, or, you can try to find the key in the palace." ”

Fan Xian was taken aback, thinking that with his average level of level four or above and level six, could he go to the palace to find death? But he squinted slightly, but felt that this seemed to be a more feasible path at present, Uncle Wuzhu always said that his "potential" was only at the level of three grades, but he could kill Cheng Jushu, it seemed that Wuzhu was too strong in his calculation ability, so he underestimated his ability to use true qi - of course, this is absolutely unspeakable.

"If it's really too dangerous, why do you have to have this key?" this is a question that has been in Fan Xian's mind for a long time, "If it's just out of curiosity, it seems a little uneconomical to take such a big risk." ”

"Don't you want to know, what did Mademoiselle leave for you?"

"Yes. Fan Xian sat on the bed and lowered his head slightly, "But I think that my mother wants me to be happy, peaceful, and happy to live in this world, if I want to know what I have left behind, and cause my son to be in danger, maybe, my mother will not be willing." ”

Wuzhu also lowered his head, and the black cloth covering his eyes merged with the **night* (forbidden books, please delete)* (forbidden books, please delete) around him, although he didn't look at Fan Xian, but Fan Xian still felt a chill.

"You're happy with your life right now. ”

Wuzhu's voice was cold, and as always, he rarely used questioning sentences, just calmly expounding a fact. Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, thinking that after he entered Beijing, especially during this period after entering the summer, he seemed to really enjoy the power, wealth and stability brought by the son of a powerful person.

"But you can't control your life. Wuzhu continued to groan: "Everything in front of you is built in the planning of Chen Pingping and Fan Jian. ”

Fan Xian's heart felt a chill, and he understood what Wuzhu meant, but even if he was a human being in two lives, he thought he had seen the coldness and insidiousness of the world, but he still couldn't believe this judgment, and said in a low voice: "Can't even they believe it?"

Wuzhu's voice became colder and colder: "My habit is not to trust anyone. ”

"It's going to be hard like that. Fan Xian closed his eyes, as if simulating a scene of eternal life in darkness.

"What will you do after they die?" Wuzhu rarely asked, so he hit Fan Xian's vital point.

Fan Xian frowned and said, "I understand." ”

Wuzhu ignored his statement and continued to say without a trace of emotion: "What can protect you is not a conspiracy, not power, not anything else, just power, you have to remember this." ”

Fan Xian stood up from the side of the bed and bowed respectfully to the servant, the teacher, and the brother.

"I don't know what Mademoiselle left you in the box, but I do know that you must have enough strength to protect yourself and deter your enemies. Determination is also a strength, so I want you to find that key. ”

"Yes, I'll deal with it right away. ”

When Fan Xian raised his head, he found that Uncle Wuzhu had disappeared into the night again. In the process of getting along for more than ten years, Wuzhu rarely said so many words in one breath except for reminiscing about his mother on a rainy night.

Fan Xian understood what the other party meant, this prosperous Kyoto was destroying the soul, and it did make the calmness and strength that he had polished since he was a child produce a hint of weakness. It was a warning not to rely too much on the power of the so-called family and the legacy of the mother. In the past few days, although he has worked hard to cultivate the domineering true qi in his body and tried to be familiar with the three poisonous needles on his body, his heart is really as strong as Uncle Wuzhu said, in fact, it is not as strong as when he was in Shanzhou.

The only thing that can protect each of us is our own strength. A child without a mother is like a grass, and the grass has to run out of the cracks in the stones, don't pay attention to the sunshine and rain, and make the roots deeper and the stems stronger, which is the right way.