It has been a long time since Fan Xian entered the imperial study, and at the beginning, of course, he chose the most important thing to say, and now Qingguo's most concerned thing is, of course, about the situation on Xiliang Road, and the extent to which the plan that His Majesty asked the Supervision Yuan to prepare four months ago has been implemented. Fan Xian talked eloquently all the way, His Majesty the Emperor listened quietly, there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face, and even comforted Fan Xian a few words, saying that he worked hard.

Feeling that the environment is suitable and the timing is just right, Fan Xian's eyes rolled, and he took this opportunity to say a few words of gossip about His Royal Highness's concubine, the main purpose of this gossip is completely different from the response method he discussed with the prince in the palace, and he directly humiliated the Miss Wang family with words, and at the same time expressed his strong willingness to be a courtier and unwilling to participate in the family affairs of the royal family.

His Majesty the Emperor, as Fan Xian expected, was furious when he heard this, criticized the head and reprimanded him, pointed out the identity of Fan Xian Taichang Temple Zhengqing, and said cruel words about the prince's concubine. This storm did not make Fan Xian a little afraid, he has been with this unfathomable emperor Lao Tzu for a long time, although he has never been able to see the deepest part of the other party's heart, but at least he has a clear understanding of his temperament and preferences, but such a vigorous reprimand often means that the matter is not serious.

Sure enough, Fan Xian took the opportunity to propose that since he was the Zhengqing of Taichang Temple, His Majesty wanted to match Miss Wang to the eldest prince, and he had to think about the face of the heavenly family. Shouldn't Miss Wang be taught some things - these things should usually be done by the old lady in the palace. Fan Xian, a young man, snatched it up, which couldn't help but be a little funny - but His Majesty the Emperor didn't laugh and directly asked Fan Xian to leave this idle matter alone, but he didn't get angry.

I'm afraid that His Majesty the Emperor has long known the story at the gate of the palace, and has already guessed why his most painful son insisted on not allowing it before. What are the benefits of the request.

When Fan Xian was at ease for a while, he heard the words China Merchants Qianzhuang.

These four words were like a deep imprint, which burned his heart at once and made him lower his head. There was silence for a moment. He knew why the emperor chose to let him confess to China Merchants Qian Zhuang at this time, because he had become accustomed to this sudden thunder in the past two years.

If it weren't for his thick skin, I am afraid that he would have been scorched by Lei in the past two years.

This is the so-called Sacred Heart is unpredictable, right? Fan Xian thought to himself. Although His Majesty the Emperor loves himself too much, he allows himself to be chic and arrogant among the Qingguo government and the opposition. But I still haven't forgotten to knock myself on it from time to time.

Yes, this is the striking of a king to those closest to him. Wake him up, lest he get carried away and mislead the affection between the king and the minister, or between the father and the son. After quelling the rebellion from Kyoto, every time Fan Xian made great contributions to the imperial court, or was heavily rewarded by His Majesty. His Majesty will throw out something or a name lightly. Let Fan be frightened and understand where he is.

The emperor used to beat Fan Xiandi's stick in the court was an official of He Zongwei's faction. And Jiao Lei, who really knocked it out in private. But it was those things that Fan Xian did secretly.

In the past two years, the things that have served as the thunder of the Son of Heaven include the details of Xia Mingji, the relationship between Xia Qifei and the Jiangnan Water Village, and the smuggling of Fan Sizhe's kid in the north. There is also the first thunder of Xu Maocai's impure mind, and why Wang Shisanlang defected to Fan Xian, and so on......

Every thunder hit Fan Xian's heart and beat him cold. He doesn't seem to have any secrets in front of His Majesty, and if these crimes are really revealed, they will all end up being killed. Of course, he knew that the emperor Lao Tzu was reluctant to use these charges against himself. Just reminding myself. But even so, he was still cold, and he felt that the Grandmaster Emperor on the dragon couch could swallow himself with a random breath.

Fortunately, Fan Xian is not an ordinary courtier, in the face of the thunder of the Son of Heaven, his way of dealing with it is also unparalleled in the world, he only blindly relies on his own cheekiness, and he absolutely admits the guilt that should be admitted, but he continues to do the things that should be done, anyway, the emperor Lao Tzu doesn't want to kill him, so he continues to mess around like this.

It's just that I can't mix it up today, because China Merchants Money Village is too important to Fan Xian, whether it is to supervise the use of the courtyard land, or the money moved to Dajiang to repair the embankment, the Hangzhou Association presided over by Wan'er will do good deeds, and even the luxury life of the entire family and Chen Yuan, all come from the income of China Merchants Bank.

The most important thing is that there used to be millions of taels of silver hidden in the Merchants Money Village, once it was known, this crime of betrayal would not be able to hide no matter how Fan Xian pretended to be a filial son.

A few lines of cold sweat slipped down his back, three years ago, when the old man who was not afraid of boiling water was the dead pig of the Ming family, China Merchants Qianzhuang was forced to come to the front desk, and he guessed that this matter would definitely arouse the suspicion of His Majesty the Emperor, and the household department did not transfer so much silver at all, and the emperor would definitely think, Qian Zhuang

Where did the Son come from?

Fan Xian made a lot of preparations for this secret, and confirmed that the accounts in the north had been cleaned up. In the past, His Majesty the Emperor had also inquired about the source of the silver money of China Merchants Money, but at that time, Fan Xian used the most famous rumor in the world to prevaricate the past - everyone thought that the mysterious shares of China Merchants Money Village were the secret wealth saved after decades of heavy operation by the commander of the Northern Qi Jinyi Guard.

But today, His Majesty the Emperor asked in person, and also pointed to Miss Shen Family, who had been married to Yan Bingyun for less than three months, so he was naturally warning Fan Xian, Miss Shen Family has always been under your control, but it has always been in my eyes, and the Shen family's inheritance is a bluffing reason, don't move out today.

There were two more lines of cold sweat behind Fan Xian's back, but it was already late autumn and early winter, although the fire was still burning in the imperial study, it was still cold, and the official uniform he was wearing was quite thick, and he couldn't see any traces for a while, his face was still strong and calm: "Your Majesty, what do you want to explain?"

The emperor's face became gloomy, and he didn't like such a private conversation, and this kid actually wanted to get by.

How did he know that Fan Xian was beating a drum in his heart at this time, secretly thinking that the little emperor in the north would not hold a grudge against himself for sniping and killing Northern Qi spies on Xiliang Road. As a result, he threw out this secret agreement and killed himself through Emperor Qing's hands? Could it be that the Northern Qi side hated itself so much? It was willing to spend such a big price to get rid of itself?

Fan Xian's face could no longer remain calm, his forehead was slightly sweating, and he thought to himself that since that little monster in Northern Qi dared to throw a knife, who knew if he dared to throw a money bank?

Right now. At a glance, he saw the obvious displeasure on His Majesty's face, and when he saw this displeasure, Fan Xian's heart was overjoyed.

If Emperor Lao Tzu really knew the inside story of this matter, and wanted to take down himself and use his cultivation as the city of mind, how could he be so "sincerely" displeased.

Fan Xian smiled embarrassedly, coughed dryly twice, and said, "The first amount of silver from China Merchants Bank...... It is indeed not the treasure of the Shen family. But...... Minister's own private money. ”

That's a brilliant answer.

If it were an ordinary minister hearing this, he would definitely scold Fan Xian for being shameless and disgusting, China Merchants Money Village had millions of taels of silver as the bottom at the beginning, whose private money could be so much? But when His Majesty the Emperor Bisheng heard this, he obviously showed a look of knowing everything, and said lightly: "Sure enough. When will the fifth child give you this money?"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and replied respectfully: "That is, before going down to Jiangnan, Uncle Wuzhu knew that I wanted to use money. ”

The emperor looked at him and shook his head, and said, "The fifth child is also messing around, what is such a large sum of money to give you a little child." ”

Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Knowing that His Majesty the Emperor was really as he expected, he thought of the old Ye family back then, but his face was still with a strange smile, as if he was slandering His Majesty the Emperor with this money, and seemed to be slandering His Majesty. Jiangnan Neiku has earned several millions of taels of silver for him after he took over, but he is still not satisfied.

The emperor clearly saw what Fan Xian's expression was hiding, and reprimanded in an angry low voice. After a while, he suppressed his anger and said unintentionally: "Originally, this inner library was left by your mother, can I still afford to look down on those millions of taels of silver? ”

Fan Xian didn't dare to slack off, and quickly explained the use of the money in the investment bank, these things are actually very clear to His Majesty the Emperor, but it is always better to make it clear that it is always better, and at this time, it is clear that in the future, you can no longer turn over the old accounts.

The emperor touched the beard under his chin with satisfaction, nodded, and said: "Of course, it is excellent to use it for good deeds, and the morning girl is also a person who can do things, you don't keep locking her in the mansion, when she has nothing to do, let her enter the palace to accompany me." ”

Fan Xian secretly thought that he had never locked up his wife, she was now busy taking charge of the clan affairs of the entire Fan family, and because of the rebellion in Kyoto, it was inevitable that she would have some resistance to this emperor's uncle, and she was unwilling to enter the palace.

"Deal with the things in the west. The emperor stood up, suddenly thought of something, and asked unintentionally, "Where did the fifth child go?"

"I don't know where my uncle has gone. Fan Xian also quickly stood up and said, "We met two years ago." ”

"This kid always likes to play missing, how can he learn to have the same temper as Uncle Ye Shi?" said the emperor with a little headache, and then waved his hand and motioned for Fan Xian to go out.

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The door of the imperial study was finally pushed open, Fan Xian walked out with a calm face, saw Eunuch Yao waiting on the side, and nodded. Eunuch Yao hurriedly bowed and bowed, and asked in a low voice, "How is Your Majesty feeling?"

Fan Xian smiled, the clouds on his face quickly turned into a piece of sunshine, extremely bright, but his mood was a little heavy - every time he entered the palace to meet His Majesty the Emperor, it was his Good Friday, and the ubiquitous pressure and the sense of authority of the Emperor Grandmaster made him very sad, especially to bear today's unexplained thunder from time to time, it was really unpleasant.

Especially today, when the emperor asked about Wuzhu's whereabouts, Fan Xian couldn't help but sneer in his heart, now the two great masters of a foreign country are dead and one is gone, and Ye Liuyun is still alive

For Qingguo, there is no need, this nature is like an idle cloud and a wild crane, after assisting Emperor Qing to complete the situation of Dadong Mountain, he really drifted away, of course, it is impossible to appear again, and the emperor asked about Wuzhu, although the performance is natural, but Fan Xian knows that the emperor has always been secretly vigilant and wary of Uncle Wuzhu.

As for why this happened, Fan Xian certainly knew it in his heart.

Walking along the long eaves of the Taiji Hall towards the high imperial city, his face gradually calmed down, and private conversations in the imperial study like this have been carried out many times. From the discomfort when facing the thunder for the first time, to the ease of coping with it now, Fan Xian doesn't know how much he has grown.

Standing at the high Taiji Highness, looking at the stone steps carved with Longyundi, Fan Xian took a deep breath. Let the cold air of early winter quickly enter the chest, and the cold is extremely comfortable.

The things that the emperor knew were things that Fan Xian was not afraid of letting him know, and although these thunderbolts were terrifying, they could not break the hard shell of Fan Xian's heart. He still has many secrets that he still successfully conceals from the emperor, such as Merchants Qianzhuang, such as several big treasurers who reported the death of Qingyutang, such as the true whereabouts of Uncle Wuzhu. For example, Dongyi City controls a small country and is slowly forming some kind of small workshop.

For example, there is a soul in his body that does not belong to this world, for example, he knows how another similar soul appears in this world movingly, and how it makes people sadly disappear in this world.

These are all unknown to the omnipotent Emperor Qing, and this. It is also Fan Xian's hole card. His Majesty the Emperor didn't even know that his two biggest cards, the box and Uncle Wuzhu, had already left him and disappeared.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the sturdy imperial city across the long imperial road. Looking beyond the city wall and through the cold clouds in the sky, it seems that he has seen some of the past many years ago, as well as the bloody battle two years ago.

The eunuch and palace maid who walked quietly in the palace looked at the young man on the ground under His Royal Highness Taiji. Hurriedly bowed down, but I was wondering in my heart, what was Lord Xiao Fan in a daze?

Fan Xian's gaze passed through the clouds. It seemed to land on the snowy fields of the far north, and it seemed to see a black Budi man with a black cloth on his eyes, carrying a box, walking lonely and resolutely towards the unknown wonder.

With every step of the man, he stepped through countless snowflakes, and with every glance, he saw through the infinite illusion.

Fan Xian smiled softly in the shadow of the temple, and sincerely wished Uncle Wuzhu to find himself, this may be the most important thing in his life.

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Today, the best restaurant in Kyoto is Yishiju, although the owner of this restaurant is no longer the Cui family under the protection of the eldest princess, a long time ago, the Cui family was uprooted by the Supervision Yuan for smuggling to the Northern Qi, but the business here is still as good as ever.

Taixue students and scholars from other places like to visit the most popular is the Shobo Bookstore, you must know that under the severe crackdown of eight places, there has been no aunt in the streets and alleys of Kyoto for several years holding her child and selling red treasure books.

The inn with the best business is the Tongfu Inn, the tofu shop with the most customers is the private property of the Fan family, and the Qinglou with the most prosperous business is the highest-end ...... Of course, it's Baoyue Tower.

Kyoto tour, now Dayi, is often to eat on a stone house, stay in the Tongfu Inn, eat a bowl of bean curd on the way, walk into the bookstore to buy two books, and then go to the moon building at night to hug a few beauties into the arms, the happiness of life seems to be complete.

The reason why this is so is undoubtedly because of the person named Fan Xian.

Yishiju is the beginning of Fan Xian's legendary life, from Lanzhou to Kyoto, his encounter with the prince of King Jing and He Zongwei began in this restaurant. With the status of these three people now, Yishiju naturally has a sense of magic, of course, the most important thing is the story of Xiao Fan's black fist shocking Kyoto, which has been spread all over the world through countless storytellers.

Tongfu Inn is the birthplace of the four sons of Fan Men, and the other three are Fan Xian's industries. Let's not repeat the series of halos on Fan Xian's body, because this is a very tiring thing. You only need to pay attention to this fact to know Fan Xian's prestige and status in the entire Qingguo now.

There are many people who hate Fan Xian, and there are many more people who love Fan Xian, but few people will have such complicated feelings about him like the owner of the medical hall opposite the Bookstore.

The medical hall has just been purchased, and it has not yet opened, and the medicines seem to be stacked in a random and orderly manner.

A girl dressed in plain brocade was holding her chin and was in a daze in the room full of the smell of medicine, but she didn't notice that there were too many idle people outside the medical hall.

Master Kuhe's close disciple, Miss Fan's amazing medical skills, and Xiao Fan's favorite sister, finally left Qingshan and returned to his hometown of Qingguo Kyoto, and began to miss some people in the surprised gaze of the people of Kyoto, and in the smell of medicine full of strange fragrances.

Some people are far away, walking alone on the snowy field, and some people are about to come to her.