A long, long time after a chūn day.

In the beautiful city of Hangzhou, a young boy rode on a big green horse, followed by many companions as servants and guards, and the formation was quite large. This young man walked on the bank of the weeping willows of the West Lake, and from time to time raised his hand to lift the willow branches that pounced in front of him, with a smile on his face, but he did not have the kind of pretentious and chic pretentiousness, but revealed a sense of elegance and preciousness, and he was indescribably comfortable.

There are occasional boats on the lake, but there are no rumored beautiful women waving their red sleeves. A housekeeper-like person next to this son-in-law laughed sharply: "It is said that there are many beauties in West Lake, why don't you see them?"

The son-in-law on the Daqing horse frowned slightly, probably because he felt that what the housekeeper said was too much. Another horse, a man who looked like a master, said coldly: "Baoyue Tower is open all over the world, but now there are people who want to fish in the West Lake every day, who else dares to make a living in the West Lake?"

This is a little strange to say, with a hint of irrepressible coldness.

Today's Nanqing is still the first power in the world, although the Kyoto Supervisory Yuan has been restructured, and even the position of president has been removed, but the supervision of the emperor's majesty on the rule of officials has reached an unprecedentedly strict Cheng dù, with the fullness of the treasury, and also learned the method of a certain predecessor, which greatly improved the officials' fortunes, although the rampant things in the countryside can not be completely eliminated, but in Hangzhou City, such a prosperous place, is it possible that there are still people who dare to occupy the entire West Lake?

The young man sitting on the big green horse frowned slightly, looked at the people who avoided his group in the distance, paid attention to their clothes and faces, and put his mind elsewhere.

A few years ago, Emperor Qing's Northern Expedition, unexpectedly, when the war was about to break out, a shocking change occurred in the Kyoto Imperial Palace. Nanqing rebellious Fan Xian entered the palace to assassinate His Majesty, His Majesty Xià unfortunately died, this incident came out, the world was shocked, the dynasty was turbulent, and the Nanqing Iron Cavalry had to withdraw and return to the city of Nanjing, and let go of the food that had been swallowed in the belly, but later it still occupied a large territory of the Northern Qi.

The Southern Qing and Northern Expeditions were postponed, but after the new emperor purged the dynasty, cultivated his henchmen, and regained the confidence of thousands of people in Qingguo, the Northern Expedition was still not put on the table, and it seemed that it had the feeling of being dragged on forever.

However, the Northern Qi side did not relax because of the turmoil in the south, and under the rule of the Emperor of the Warring States, the Northern Qi was thriving, after a war. The national strength is gradually recovering, and if this stalemate continues, I am afraid that Nanqing will go north again, and it will become extremely difficult.

Regarding the details of the assassination incident that shocked the whole world, all the insiders, including the Nanqing Imperial Court, were secretive, and they just nailed Fan Xian to the pillar of shame as quickly as possible.

No one has any doubts about this, after all, the new emperor is the biological son of the emperor, although the world knows that today's Majesty and Fan Xian have a brotherly relationship, the friendship between teachers and students, but it is impossible to let go of the revenge of killing his father.

What makes everyone strange is that why the Nanqing Imperial Court did not drag this earth-shattering incident with the Northern Qi people or Dongyi City, and took advantage of the anger of the whole country to directly carry out the Northern Expedition to the end, but intentionally or unintentionally, the Northern Qi Dongyi was removed from this matter.

............ No one knows that the young boy on the Daqing horse is the current emperor of Nanqing, and naturally no one can recognize that the master who accompanies him at this time is the current number one master of Nanqing, Ye Wan, the deputy envoy of the Privy Council.

If the people of Northern Qi heard the news and knew that Emperor Nanqing and Ye Wan appeared in Hangzhou, far away from Kyoto, at the same time, they were afraid that they would send a large number of killers to try their luck, after all, if Emperor Nanqing and Ye Wan died at the same time, Nanqing's vitality would only be injured by more than half.

The current Nanqing Emperor is Li Chengping, the third prince born to the first emperor and Yi Guifei, he dares to stay away from Kyoto and come to Hangzhou to step on the chūn, naturally he is not worried about these safety issues, firstly, Ye Wan beside him is originally a very rare nine-grade powerhouse in the world, and secondly, he doesn't know how many great masters are hidden around him, and the most important thing is that on the edge of this West Lake, Li Chengping does not believe that anyone else in this world can hurt himself at all.

"More than ten years ago, it should have been the sixth year of Qingli, and I stayed in Jiangnan for a whole year. Li Chengping sat on the big green horse, looking at the gentle surface of the West Lake, and his eyes naturally became gentle, "Although I have stayed in Suzhou Huayuan for a long time, the house on the edge of the West Lake is also very lively. ”

"His Majesty shoulders the peace of the world and the hope of all the people, and can no longer be as relaxed and happy as when he was young. Ye Wan said a sentence without being salty, at this time, the two of them were on the bank of the willow embankment of the West Lake, surrounded by people from the palace, and pedestrians avoided it from afar, so the words between the monarchs and ministers did not shy away from it.

Li Chengping listened to Ye Wan's old-fashioned and implicit words of admonition, smiled slightly, and did not show disgust, one is that he respects Ye Wan's loyalty to himself, and the other is that after all, Ye Wan was his martial arts master at the beginning...... Although he has been until now, Li Chengping only regards the person he hasn't seen for a long time as the only gentleman.

The group walked slowly along the beautiful willow embankment of the West Lake, walked towards the mountain, broke the peace that maintained many rìzi here, and came to an elegant courtyard with gray walls and black eaves and bamboo wind.

"I haven't been here for many years, but this yard hasn't changed much. ”

Li Chengping got off the horse, and his face was calm. The courtyard door has already been opened, ready to welcome the arrival of His Majesty's micro-clothes, standing in front of the courtyard with the middle gate wide open, there is still an impression, Emperor Nanqing tidied up his clothes, and stepped in.

The gentle wind of the lake, running through the woods, penetrates into the house, making the voice of the study behind the courtyard extremely gentle.

"Sir, I owe it all to Mr. for his secret support in the past few years......"

"Sir, I don't ...... puzzled"

"Mr. ......"

............ The man who was called Mr. by Emperor Li Chengping of Nanqing was silent for a long time, and never spoke, until a long time later, the voice sounded softly: "Since Your Majesty is here, then take more rest in West Lake, the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is good, the climate is good, it is better than the summer heat and winter cold in Kyoto." ”

Li Chengping's voice was also silent for a long time, with a trace of extremely subtle resentment, and said slowly: "Sir, I ...... After all, he is the son of a country. ”

"Your Majesty, I know this matter very well, but then ...... I'm not a minister of Qingguo anymore, am I?"

"Sir, about the matter of the inner library, you have to give an explanation to the court after all, now that the Supervision Yuan has found out the whereabouts of that village, as the emperor, it is impossible for me to pretend to be deaf and dumb. ”

"Your Majesty, if any of you are angry about this, let him come to me, I don't mind letting him know what his surname is. ”

The conversation ended at an impasse. There was a window open on the side of the courtyard in the study, and the glass was through, Fan Xian sat next to the Ming Ji under the window, took his eyes off Li Chengping's face, squinted slightly, and looked at the peach blossom in the courtyard.

Several years have passed, and Fan Xian has also disappeared from the world for several years, and even disappeared from the discussion of tea shops and alleys, there is no doubt that there may be many people who have forgotten the poets, ministers, and finally rebellions of the Nanqing Dynasty. His countenance has not changed much, and the light of the years is not enough to add a frosty sè to the ends of his eyebrows, and it is still the same as before, but his demeanor is more and more calm and calm.

Li Chengping glanced at him, slowly raised the teacup in his hand, and took a shallow sip, without deliberately hiding the worry between his eyebrows. Ye Wan, who had been standing beside him, squinted at the person like Tian Jiaweng, and his brows gradually wrinkled, he hadn't seen this person for many years, although he secretly knew that this person was alive in the world, but Ye Wan could not accept this fact.

The absurd fact of a rebellion who assassinated the first emperor could still live a peaceful and stable life in the land of Nanqing! This ridiculous fact made it difficult for Ye Wan to suppress the anger in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to attack, but he still couldn't help but say slowly: "Lord Xiao Fan, in front of His Majesty, it is best to abide by the duty of a courtier. ”

Fan Xian turned his head, smiled, and didn't say anything, because he knew Ye Wan's feelings, and he also knew this person's status in the court now, and he knew why Ye Wan was so hostile to him, and the duty of a courtier? If he really regarded himself as a courtier of Nanqing in his life, there would be no such things in the palace back then.

Not only did Ye Wan want to eat Fan Xian's flesh and skin, but in fact, most of the loyal officials in the Nanqing court had such a strong hatred for the little Fan who had disappeared. In order to appease this hatred, the Nanqing Imperial Court in the past few years has already knocked the Fan family into dust, and all the Fan family property has been confiscated, not included in the treasury, and handed over to the Jingwang Mansion for care.

Because His Majesty's mother was born in the Liuguo Mansion, it was not dragged down by Fan Xian in Yiguo Lane, and most of the Fan clan had already left Kyoto, and the family property was confiscated, but it was handed over to the Jingwang Mansion, which could block the mouths of the vast majority of courtiers, but where did it really hurt Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled calmly, gently and absolutely sincerely, and said, "I haven't seen His Majesty for many years, although the court is busy, let's stay two more." ”

He didn't pay attention to Ye Wan at all, this was a kind of self-control, but also a kind of indifference and self-confidence.

Li Chengping smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I haven't seen Sister Chen and that pair of living treasures for a long time." ”

Fan Xian also laughed and said, "Shuning and Brother Liang are only afraid that they are practicing big characters with Sisi at this time, Your Majesty will go first, and I will change my clothes and come." He smiled bitterly: "Now that I am sleepy today, I will get up, and I am really sluggish." ”

............ Nanqing Emperor Li Chengping and Qing Jun famous general Ye Wan walked out of the study like two ordinary guests, Fan Xian did not accompany him personally, this kind of treatment, this kind of situation is really a little incomprehensible. However, Li Chengping and Ye Wan remained silent and did not show any anger, because the conversation in the study before had completely demonstrated Fan Xian's attitude.

The housekeeper of the West Lake Fan Mansion humbly led the way in front, this housekeeper had a beautiful face, and at first glance it made people feel happy and close, but there were still a few acne marks on his face, which was a pity, but he was rushed by the warm and peaceful smile on his face, and few people would pay attention to this.

Walking on the quiet and beautiful stone path in the house, Li Chengping looked at the back of the housekeeper in front of him, and suddenly frowned slightly, feeling that this back was a little familiar, especially when this person dealt with it before, he had the style of the court, and it reminded Emperor Nanqing of an unimportant person.

"Hong Zhu?" Li Chengping frowned slightly and shouted tentatively.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The housekeeper of the Fan Mansion stiffened slightly, then turned around and bowed very respectfully.

Li Chengping looked at him with a strange look, looked at him for a long time, and then said quietly: "When Mr. left Kyoto, he just asked me to leave, I have been puzzled, I didn't expect that you could always follow him. ”

Countless thoughts surged in the heart of the emperor's majesty, but in the Fan mansion, he didn't say anything, just waved his hand and let Hong Zhu take him to the side courtyard.

————————I am the dividing line of the last chapter———————— Emperor Nanqing, who went out on patrol in Weifu, did not stay long on the edge of the West Lake, but only three rì kung fu, and after two futile conversations with Fan Xian again, Emperor Li Chengping and Ye Wan left the Fan Mansion next to the West Lake and headed in the direction of Suzhou.

In the entire Nanqing Imperial Court, only the top few bigwigs knew that Fan Xian was now living in seclusion on the shore of the West Lake, and Xue Qing, who was still the governor of Jiangnan Road, naturally knew that after Li Chengping ascended the throne, the governors of the seven roads in the world were rotated, but Jiangnan Road has not been moved, on the one hand, it is really because Jiangnan Road is the top priority of Qingguo, and on the other hand, it may not be that there is no idea of using Xue Qing, a powerful figure, to balance Fan Xian in seclusion.

In the sound of horses' hooves, Li Chengping was indifferent, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly spoke: "When Mr. took Hong Zhu away from the palace, I thought it was true as the rumors said, Hong Zhu was the chief eunuch that Mr. hated the most, and I still felt a little unbearable in my heart...... Now it is found that Hong Zhu is ...... It was his man. ”

Li Chengping's brows furrowed slightly, and he changed the title of Fan Xian from Mr. to a direct title, thinking that the exposure of Hong Zhu's identity made the nominal strongest king in the world feel a faint sense of unease and anger.

"Who would have thought that he would hide so many people in the palace, no wonder he could enter and leave the palace without hindrance, and nothing could be hidden from him in the palace, even his father and emperor were finally defeated in his hands. ”

Ye Wan was silent on the side, of course he hoped that His Majesty the Emperor could order the imperial court to carry out the most thorough blow to the Fan forces hidden in the dark, but the changes in current affairs in the past few years made Ye Wan clearly feel that what kind of influence did the nominally reclusive Xiao Fan have on Nanqing and the whole world, and it was basically impossible to cleanse the other party in the current situation.

Li Chengping, who was sitting on the big green horse, suddenly sighed and said, "I know what you want to say, don't say it." I have been studying with my husband since I was a child, and I know what kind of person my husband is, and my mother will never allow me to have other thoughts. ”

He turned his head and glanced at Ye Wan, thinking to himself that in the imperial court, probably only this is the most capable loyal minister who can assist him, as for the gentleman, how can he come to assist him? Just beg him not to make any more big trouble.

Fortunately, Li Chengping has been sitting on the dragon chair for a long time, but deep in his heart there are still remnants of the jealousy, fear, gratitude and ...... of Fan Xian when he was a teenager Worship, this kind of emotion is very complicated, so his gaze at this time is also complicated, looking at the beautiful chūn scenery in the southeast through the green trees next to the official road, and said quietly: "Without Mr., I would not have been able to sit on this chair." ”

In addition to the literati officials in the court, they still retain a strong killing intent for the name Fan Xian, in fact, the people of the world do not have too much anger towards Fan Xian.

............ Life by the West Lake was comfortable, and Fan Xian had been quiet for several years, but this year's calm was disturbed by the sudden visit of His Majesty the Emperor. His heart seemed to be detached from the calm and waveless realm, and on the morning after Li Chengping left, he began to wander around the garden with fresh dew.

A pair of children are already old and have already begun to enlighten, and now they are practicing big characters hard every day with Sisi. When he was in Shanzhou, Sisi copied a lot of stone notes for Fan Xian, and the handwriting was extremely beautiful, Fan Xian was not worried, but he was a little distressed that the children had to get up so early.

Lin Wan'er walked up from behind him, took a single coat and draped it on his body, and said, "Be careful of catching a cold." ”

"How long did you play mahjong yesterday?" Fan glanced at her and said jokingly, now Sisi is also responsible for the children's reading, Lin Wan'er has nothing to do except occasionally look at the account books of the Hangzhou Society, so she devotes her limited life to the work of the infinite yard city wall, and she is tired of it.

"These people in the family are not at a good level, and they disperse after a few games. Lin Wan'er replied with a smile, now she is also a young woman in her twenties, but she is still so sunny and soft in her words and smiles, and she still does not stir up dust in her big eyes.

"Wait for the second child to come back, see how he cleans you up. Fan said with a smile.

"Speaking of Sizhi, yesterday the fish intestine came, bringing a message from my father, and His Majesty was talking to you at that time, I was afraid that these things were important, so I didn't bother you. ”

Yu Gu is the black-clothed tiger guard, who has followed the retired Hubu Shangshu Fan Jian for many years, and is the most trusted cronies of the Fan clan, hearing this, Fan Xian frowned slightly, and asked, "What's the matter with my father?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that let's go back to Lanzhou in a while, grandmother misses you, and Sizhen has to rush back from Shangjing, I'm afraid it's too late to come to Hangzhou first." Lin Wan'er replied softly.

Fan Xian said: "Then go back, Si Zhe that kid ......" For some reason he sighed, smiled and said to Wan'er: "At the beginning, I thought about things very beautifully, thinking that the third child became the emperor, Si Zhe can return to Beijing, maybe in the future I will be a household secretary and help the third child...... However, now that he is my own brother, I am afraid that he will not be able to appear in Kyoto in this life. ”

"Don't worry about these first, it's just that the fish intestines also asked on behalf of my father, how to deal with Shijia Village?"

"Take your time as planned. Fan Xian's smile gradually faded, and he said calmly and solemnly: "Since the court knows, why hide it too much, the third child's words are still as untrue as when he was a child, he is obviously worried about his life, but he refuses to say it thoroughly, since this is the case, I can't say too much." ”

"Speaking of His Majesty, is there really something wrong with your attitude towards His Majesty in the past two days, haven't you noticed Ye Wan's black face?" Lin Wan'er said with a smile: "Although your relationship with him is different from that of ordinary monarchs and ministers, but now that he is the emperor after all, at least the kung fu on the face must always be done." ”

Fan Xian laughed twice, touched Wan'er's head, and after a moment of silence, he said very seriously: "It took me half a lifetime to not kneel down, so naturally I can't make an exception for him." ”

Yes, in today's world, whether it is the emperor of Northern Qi or the emperor of Nanqing, Fan Xian does not need to kneel in front of them, if he kneels, he is afraid that these two emperors will fall into some kind of suspicion.

"The third child is already old, and it is time to have some ideas of his own. The husband and wife walked to the depths of the bamboo forest, walking towards the white stone protrusion in the distance, while walking, Fan Xian said, and a complicated smile appeared on the corner of his lips unexpectedly: "Lao Dai was kicked out of the palace by him last year, and it wasn't because of me, Lao Dai left a life, and it can be regarded as the third child giving me some face." ”

Hou Jichang was also mentioned by him and used. Fan Xian walked through the bamboo forest, stood in front of the protrusion made of white stones, and said quietly: "This is not good. ”

Although the words are simple, they exude a hint of unquestionable power. Lin Wan'er looked at his side face in a daze, and didn't think that her husband's words of interfering in court politics were incredible, in the years after Emperor Qing's death, those forces related to Fan Xian seemed to have been confiscated and dispersed by the imperial court, but those who really knew the inside story knew that once Fan Xian was willing, he could still use extremely strong power.

"Although the old king has retired, Ziyue is still doing things in Beijing, so this matter will be handed over to him. ”

"Didn't you always want to interfere in the Kyoto court? Why did you do this time? Aren't you worried about angering Your Majesty?"

"It's about Ji Chang, and this is His Majesty trying to provoke me...... As for the affairs of the court, I am not qualified to take care of it, but if he tries to test my bottom line step by step, I don't mind putting the bottom line forward. Fan Xian looked at his wife and said, "I know the third child better than you, and none of the children of the old Li family are simple." ”

After saying this, he turned his head and quietly looked at the protrusion made of white stone, which was actually a tomb, Chen Pingping's grave, which he set up on the edge of the West Lake.

After Emperor Qing, there is no one in the whole world who can compete with Fan Xian, and neither can Li Chengping, Fan Xian's power is too wide, too scattered, and scattered in the world, even Emperor Qing, who was extremely powerful back then, must also be restrained by Fan Xian, and only do a war between two people, not to mention today's Li Chengping.

Fan Xian's hands have the world's No. 1 money village, the allegiance of the eight remaining nine powerhouses in Jianlu, he still has countless eyeliners and cronies in the inner library, the Ming family in charge of Xia Qifei is still the largest imperial merchant in Qingguo, Fan Sizhe's business in Northern Qi is still the largest undertaker of smuggling in the inner library, and the little princess in the Northern Qi palace is his biological daughter...... Concubine Ning, who was under house arrest, was taken to Dongyi City a few years ago, and she also went with the eldest princess, Ma Suosuo, the young lady of the Wang Dadu Governor's family, and Wang Yu'er. The year before last, the eldest prince returned to Beijing to see His Majesty, and it was as usual, but today's Dongyi City, nominally attached to Nanqing, is actually like a dúlì kingdom ruled by the eldest prince and Fan Xian.

Wang Yu'er moved to Dongyi City with the prince's mansion, Wang Zhikun naturally could no longer be in the position of the governor of Yanjing, after Ye Chongdà was stabbed by the shadow, he was saddened by the death of His Majesty, the Nanqing Rebellion, and barely maintained the order of the court for a period of time, and then resigned. The Nanqing military, with the retirement of these two veterans, began a metabolism, Ye Wan officially stood on the stage of Kyoto, beside His Majesty's dragon robe, but this metabolism could not be completed at least in a short period of time.

In addition to the above reasons, the most important thing for Fan Xian to have a status that is completely equal to or even better than that of the human emperor is actually his past history and the strong military support he has.

People close to Fan Xian have woven a big net in the world, one ring after another, no matter who wants to hurt him, hurt one of the rings, I am afraid that Fan Xian's blow will be ushered in, and everyone knows that Fan Xian is powerful and Fan Xian is ruthless.

So today's world...... It's peaceful.

............ Fan Xian quietly looked at Chen Pingping's grave, looked at the white jade that was wet with dew, and was silent, there were already some rìzi who didn't come here to see the old cripple, if it wasn't for the third child yesterday who evoked some thoughts of the year, maybe he wouldn't have come today.

Today's Fan Xian's life is very good, his subordinates' relatives and friends are also living very well, Shi Yanli and Sang Wen have already married, the chivalrous man who once received Fan Xian's palm in the Baoyue Building is nowhere to be found, living in the world, it seems that he is perfect, and there is nothing else to ask for.

The more this was the case, the more he felt that Chen Pingping in the grave was very lonely, although the white jade stones outside completely covered the dark shadow that the old man was born with, but they couldn't make Fan Xian's heart warm a little.

Chen Pingping's tomb did not have a monument, but a poem was carved on the stone wall next to it, which read:

The lonely sail is only between teachers and friends. How can Sheji be the only one with a heavy surname, who will pity the people in the future? Riding 3,000 miles in the dark, the lonely garden has been white for 20 years. Mo Daoqiu is old and old, and he is not waiting to laugh at the heroes.

(A book friend book, plagiarized, but forgot the name of the original author, I hope forgive me, I'm very sorry.) ）............ Whenever Fan Xian noticed his detachment in this world, his own peace after the death of Emperor Lao Tzu, and stopped to watch this poem, he would always think of many things back then. In fact, the blow that really broke the emperor's majesty was not the rainbow in the palace, nor his shot, maybe the forbearance that began many years ago, and the betrayal of the old cripple at the end.

It was this blow that finally allowed Emperor Qing to uncover the ugly scar that had been ugly for many years, walk off the altar, and become a mortal, which gave so many opportunities to the latecomers.

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, picked a small yellow flower next to the bamboo forest, gently placed it on the grave, and then turned to leave.

————————— I am a sad dividing line———————— life in West Lake is leisurely, and there are no deeds worth writing about, the only thing that makes Fan Xian a little unhappy is that for the people he wants to take care of, he seems to be unable to hide, even if he has to travel overseas, to find the real Western continent, it seems that the idea of not being able to realize it in a short time.

After all, if he leaves this continent, I don't know how many turmoil this continent will have, this is not narcissism, nor arrogance, but the legacy of the predecessors, the encounter in this life has created such an incomparably brilliant but incomparably helpless situation.

In the past few years, the only episode that appeared in Xihu Ju was probably Fan Wusheng's assassination, the last remaining one of the eight generals of the second prince, in order to avenge the second prince and his colleagues, he endured for many years, and even finally threw himself into He Zongwei's door, but he was unexpectedly caught by Fan Xian. The Supervision Yuan did not kill this person, but exiled him according to Fan Xian's wishes, but this person found the opportunity to assassinate him again on the edge of the West Lake.

Of course, Fan Xian didn't die, and he didn't kill the other party, maybe it was just because he felt that life was too boring, or maybe it was because he respected this kind of person's obsession that he knew he couldn't do.

There are singers who are dancing, there are beautiful singing voices echoing in the West Lake Fan Garden, Fan Xian's family is sitting in the courtyard, eating melons and fruits, chatting, watching the dance, listening to the songs. The singers in Chen Yuan are older, and they are allowed to choose some of the subordinates who have retired from the courtyard to marry, and now the remaining few people in Fan Yuan will be sixteen years old, young and ruthless, and they are more willing to stay by the West Lake to play.

Seeing those young dancing girls, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the eyes of the old cripple were vicious, when Chen Yuan left Beijing, these girls were only afraid that they would be ten years old, how could Chen Pingping see that they were destined to be destined to be a heavenly fragrance?

The person who sang was Sang Wen's sister, the girl who had sung a little song for Chen Pingping for a long time, seemed to be in a bad mood, and was only willing to stay in Fan Yuan, occasionally making songs of shocking flowers and sighing for the moon.

"On the chūn day of the fourth year of Qingli, Fuji Zijing sat in front of the street, drew a few circles, and did not speak, his heart was miserable, and he secretly thought about the little prince in the Nabo Mansion, what a ?...... face"

At the beginning of the song, Sisi, who was sitting next to Fan Xian, had already squirted out a mouthful of tea, and Lin Wan'er couldn't help but laugh and slapped Fan Xian's shoulder, thinking that such absurd words could only be written by him in the entire garden.

Sitting on the side of the gate, Fuji Zijing's family looked at each other, especially Fuji Zijing, who was gradually growing his hair, and couldn't help but stroke the crutches, thinking that the young master was too bad, when he went to Lanzhou to pick up people, how could he not be afraid? Who could know that the young man with a beautiful face had now become like this?

Fan Xian squinted, looking at Fuji Zijing's embarrassed expression, he was in a good mood, and he was a little happy after being proud, secretly thinking that you are too young to grow, and you refuse to be an official after being killed, and you are only willing to stay in the mansion, otherwise if you go to be a state and county magistrate, I will let that state and county be renamed Baling, wouldn't it just happen to be a big work?

The girl of the Sang family seemed to be unconscious, and was still singing, singing very seriously, as if she wanted to sing someone's funny life, from beginning to end, in a sad tone.

............ chūn, when near twilight chūn.

On the cliff outside the city, Fan Xian took Shuning's soft and tender hand, standing on the edge of the cliff and looking at the incomparably familiar sea in front of him. Shuning looked at her slightly worried father, and said in a childish voice: "Father, you don't seem to like Aunt Sang's song, do you want Shuning to sing it to you?"

"Okay, just sing a song about the rainbow, I taught you. ”

Shuning was embarrassed and said: "But this kind of foreign language is so difficult to learn, and the uncle has been looking for a long time in Dongyi City and has not found a teacher." ”

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Then I won't sing." ”

He looked at his daughter beside him, and somehow suddenly remembered the little yellow-haired girl in the city of Shanzhou many years ago, and also thought of the words that His Majesty the Emperor said before he died, silent, and a little worried about his sister who didn't know where.

............ "Don't follow me all the time. Miss Fan, who had a frosty face, was dressed as a doctor at this time, carrying a medical box behind her, walking in a remote mountain wilderness. She looked at Li Hongcheng, who looked like a homeless man behind her, and said coldly: "Rou Jia has given birth to a second one, you are an uncle and don't go back to the house, besides, what does Lord Jing think, don't you know." ”

Li Hongcheng took off the straw hat on his head and fanned the wind, looked at Fan Ruoruo next to the tree, and said with a very scoundrel smile: "Father wants the child to give birth by himself, but I don't have that time." ”

"How long are you going to follow me?" Fan Ruoruo bit her lip and looked at him in annoyance.

"I've been following him for five years, what about another five years?" Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, led the thin horse that was even more tired than him, and replied with a smile.

Fan Ruoruo didn't say a word, put down the gauze curtain under the hat, and walked towards the mountain village where white smoke rose from the mountain, but occasionally thought in his heart that he was used to being followed by this guy, so let's follow.

............ Fan Xian's hand held Shuning, and touched a string of warm beads between his fingers, and when he looked down, he found that it was the string of ruby beads that Begonia gave to his daughter many years ago.

"When will Aunt Duoduo come to see me again?" Fan Shuning obviously had a more mature mind than her age, and when she saw her father's expression, she guessed what he was thinking, and asked very considerately, anyway, the two mothers were not around at this time, and no one would care about anything.

Fan Xian laughed and said, "When she gets tired on the grassland, she will naturally come to see you." "Yes, Begonia has returned to the grassland, I don't know when it will come back, and what about the emperor and manager of the Northern Qi Dynasty? What about the girl named Red Bean Rice in the palace? I heard that next year, the Red Bean Rice will be officially canonized as a princess, but the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty has not had a child all these years, and there is some disturbance in the court, and I don't know how the female emperor is going to deal with it?

Fan Xian would never mind this kind of sacrifice, thinking about the scene in the sword house and the scene in the carriage, his eyes softened, and he said: "Shuning, do you want to go to the capital for a walk?" Then let's go to the grassland again, and when you are older, we will go to sea." ”

"Okay. Shuning exclaimed excitedly.

Fan Xian's eyes fell on the sea under the cliff, and suddenly saw a ship heading towards the harbor, and in front of the deck stood a faint person, holding a green flag, standing in the fierce sea breeze, fortunately.

Wang Shisanlang came, Fan Xian's body was slightly stiff, his eyes were slightly moist, and his heart was full of gratitude, since Shisanlang returned from the north, Uncle Wuzhu, who had been recuperating on Dadong Mountain, should not be far from the returning rìzi, Fan Xian really missed that piece of black cloth.

In order to hide the tears in his eyes in front of his daughter, Fan Xian turned around, looked at the city of Shanzhou on this side of the sea, looked at the houses in the city, thought of the time he had spent here, and thought of his life after leaving Lanzhou, and couldn't help but be silent.

In the distant city of Shanzhou, he saw a lot, Sister Dong'er didn't sell tofu anymore, but Brother Dabao sat at the door of the house and ate the tofu of the passing woman with his eyes, the grocery store was always closed, there were no clothes drying on the terrace facing the brackish sea breeze, and no one shouted for rain, because it really didn't rain.

There are a lot of people who have left, but there are many who have stayed, and there are a lot of things that have changed, but there are many more things that have not changed.

Fan Xian sat down, hugged his daughter in his arms, and shook it gently. Shuning squinted at the foam on the sea and the approaching ship, and suddenly asked, "Father, what kind of person is nǎinǎi?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a while, and he didn't react for a long time, because in his heart, Ye Qingmei was always just a girl who was smart and incomparably beautiful, and came out of the fairyland.

She ...... is a fairy daughter who sneaked away from the sky to play on earth. Fan Xian said to his daughter funny: "Later, I got tired of playing and got tired of playing, so I went back, and I couldn't find her in the world anymore." ”

Fan Shuning grinned and said, "Father lied to people, others say that you are a poet immortal, if nǎinǎi goes back to heaven, why don't you go back?"

Fan Xian scratched his head, suddenly thought of the name given to him by His Majesty the Emperor many years ago, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because I have different ideas from hers. I'm just a very useless layman, and no matter what kind of foreign land I go to, it won't make much difference. ”

The sea breeze brushed on his countenance, dispelling the slightly shy smile he was about to show again. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "My life is probably ...... If it comes, it will be safe. ”

The father and daughter looked at each other and smiled, facing the sea, chūn warm flowers.

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