The sea breeze blew on Fan Xiandi's face, waking him up from his contemplation.Sitting silently on the cliff, he went through all the stories of his rebirth in his own mind, not only because he thought of the relationship between Wuzhu and Shudi, but also because of this familiar cliff top, which made him feel something.

A few years ago, it was on this cliff that he was still a little boy and made his three major wishes in front of Wuzhu.

Have many, many children.

Write many, many books on the ground.

Live a good life.

And Uncle Wuzhu concluded: Fan Xian needs a lot of women, a lot of gunners, and a lot of servants, so he needs a lot of money, which is power, so the two of them went to Kyoto.

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To this day, Fan Xiandi has had a lot of heterosexual experiences in his second life, although there are not many places left, but he has not yet had children, but he is not in a hurry.

As for money and power, Fan Xian also gained a lot, but ...... Very good and good life?

He frowned and shook his head, people are always not satisfied.

It didn't take him much time to recall and summarize to confirm that Uncle Wuzhu was not on the cliff, he simply rolled up his trouser legs neatly, and swept down the stone path between the familiar cliffs like a bird.

The reason why he returned to Shanzhou, not in a hurry to see his grandmother, but came to the cliff, was because Fan Xian had been worried about Wuzhu. Although in the past six months, he had not shown a trace of anxiety in front of and behind - of course, few people knew that Wuzhu Di existed, but deep down, he was very worried.

One day before leaving the Kyoto square, in front of the small pond that was frozen into a mirror, Chen Pingping told him the news of Wuzhu's injury.

In this world, you can count the people who can get injured by Wuzhu.You can count them with one hand.Last summer, there was a battle with Kuhe's unknown land.,Uncle Wuzhu and Kuhe recuperated for several months.,This time...... How long does Uncle Wuzhu have to raise the ground.

Originally, Fan Xian was used to the blind uncle's elusiveness, but when he thought of Wuzhu's strange injury this time, he still couldn't stop worrying in his heart.

But Uncle Wuzhu is not there, and I don't know what happened to his injuries.

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Taking advantage of the twilight, Fan Xian quietly walked into the city of Lanzhou alone.This place where he grew up as a child, he breathed a little greedily in the slightly salty and humid air.He was in a happy mood.Not salty and wet.

Walking through the city gate, walking through the cloth village, walking through the wine factory, the sky was a little dark, and no one noticed that this young man was the Lord Qincha that the people of Shanzhou were looking forward to.

Walking all the way until he reached the grocery store, Fan Xian closed his eyes and listened, and then turned to the side alley.

The front and back rooms of the grocery store were all dusty, and the goods on the shelves may have been removed by thieves long ago, only the cutting board in the back was still there, and the thin knife marks on it seemed to tell the story of a young man cutting shredded turnips.

Fan Xian smiled, stepped forward and picked up the kitchen knife next to the cutting board, and gestured twice, this kitchen knife was "offered" by Uncle Wuzhu to his own land.

The shredded radish under the sorghum tastes really good.

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When Fan Xian stood in front of his Earl's Palace, the sun had not completely set down the mountain behind him, and the warm light was still shining inside and outside the lively Earl's Palace.

Today is a big day for Lord Qincha to rebel against his hometown and relatives, so the underground people in the Earl's Mansion are busy, excited, proud, and everyone's faces, just like the two big red lanterns hanging on the ground at the entrance of the mansion, are full of red light and high spirits.

The officials up and down the state city had no way to see him, and they had already been politely invited away, and at this time, they were all housekeepers of the underground people in the house.

Fan Xian stood at the door of the mansion with a smile, looking at those familiar faces, and he didn't know what he was thinking, there were a few unfamiliar faces, and they should have been summoned into the mansion in the past few years.

"This young man, don't stand at the gate of the house." A steward looked at the young man in white and frowned and said, but his tone was not very vicious, the Earl's Mansion has always been extremely strict under the care of the ancestors, and there are few things that bully the good and suppress the good.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard a figure in the mansion screaming.

"Ah......h

The screaming person was a little girl, I saw that her face was flushed, her eyes were shining and she was staring at Fan Xian outside the door, and she ran out in small steps, almost tripped over the high threshold, and bluffed Fan Xian quickly helped her.

The little girl took off Fan Xiandi's hand like an electric shock, twisting with both hands, looking at Fan Xian but he was speechless with excitement.

The little girl finally woke up, her face was flushed, and she screamed into the courtyard: "The young master is back!"

"What?"

"The young master is back! go and inform the old lady!"

"Young Master!"

As the news spread, the Earl's Mansion, which was originally in a joyful atmosphere, suddenly exploded, and a burst of footsteps moved to this side, and I didn't know how many people were coming to welcome Fan Xian home.

At this time, Fan Xian was already under the leadership of the little girl, and walked into the house with the careless escort of the stewards in the door. Fan Xian looked at the men behind him who were sincerely frightened, and scolded with a smile: "I don't know where the road is?

The men sighed and retreated a little unwillingly.

Fan Xian looked at the little girl ring beside him, and felt a little familiar, but why didn't it match the name.

Xiao Yahuan suddenly became sad, thinking that the young master had been out for less than two years, why did he forget his name? Listening to her sisters, the young master has been a good master who cherishes Yahuan since she was a child, and she is the most gentle and polite, she couldn't help but glance at Fan Xian resentfully, and said: "Young master, Sister Xiaoqing is already married, and Sister Xiaoya is still in the house...... The slave is a little red.

"Xiaohong?" Fan Xian was already not good at this little girl's resentful eyes, but at this time, he heard the other party's name clearly, and he was even more frightened and almost fell, he stared at the little girl's delicate face, he couldn't believe it, and couldn't help sighing: "It's only been two years, why have you grown so big?"

As the saying goes, when Fan Xian left Lanzhou, Xiaohong was just a twelve-year-old tea girl, but now she has become a big girl, her figure has been revealed, and her facial features have been opened.

Without waiting for the master and servant to exchange feelings, they heard a noise in the west and greeted them, chirping, like countless birds flying over.

Fan Xian's eyes were sharp, and he saw from a distance that several people such as Huwei and Hong Changqing were actually left behind, which showed how eager the women in front of the formation were.

A gust of incense blew in, and these maids in the Earl's Mansion stopped not far in front of Fan Xian, looked at Fan Xian with joy on their faces, and then bowed down: "Greetings to the young master!"

The faces of the girls are mostly happy and excited, and occasionally a few traces of sadness after two years of separation.

At this time, the servants of the steward of the Earl's Court also rushed over from the rear and knelt down to salute Fan Xian.

For a while, there were more than 20 people kneeling in the garden, and Xiaohong's girl stood beside Fan Xiandi and didn't know how to deal with herself.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xian pulled her arm and scolded the girls in front of her who had been with her since childhood: "Get up for me......! Do you dare to disobey me?"

The girls grinned, stood up, and gathered around Fan Xiandi, some of them asked for warmth, some served tea and water for him, some fanned the wind with fans, and naturally some of them sorted out his clothes and rubbed oil to meet the emptiness of the most beautiful man in the world who had not been close to him for two years.

That's it, Fan Xian hugged left and right into the back garden.

Fan Xian looked at Huwei and Hong Changqing, who were waiting on the side of the road with strange faces, and glared, thinking to himself that the master had grown up in the fat powder pile since he was a child, or did he live a comfortable life like this, what do you big men look at?

As soon as you enter the back garden, you will hear a word.

"What kind of system?"

Fan Xian was grinning, and Fan Xian was reveling in the long-lost relaxed and happy life, and Fan Xian was excited, with the most sincere smile on his face, and looked up the steps.

I saw a noble old lady looking at her coldly, and Wan'er was holding the old lady's left hand with a smile on her face, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince was carefully holding the old lady's right hand...... You're done for today.

The old lady who can have this status, of course, can only be the nurse of His Majesty the Emperor of Qingguo, who brought out an emperor, a prince, a scholar, and taught an old ancestor of Tisi Dizhou, and Fan's grandmother.

Fan Xian looked at the old lady's kind face with a calm face, and his heart was excited, and he screamed strangely.

The old lady was already coldly shouting, "Stop!"

Fan Xian was stunned, standing on the ground stupidly, looking at his grandmother, not knowing what mistake he had made again.

The old lady slowly looked at her grandson, who had not returned for two years, and gradually moved her gaze from Fan Xian's face downward, confirming that the little guy had all four limbs and had not broken his appearance.

"Wash your feet, such a big man, not at all." The old lady reprimanded harshly.

Fan Xian lowered his head and looked at his feet full of mud, and then he thought that when he was climbing the mountain, his shoes had already been thrown away, and he couldn't help but raise his head, and said with a pitiful face: "Grandma......"

"Wash first."

As soon as the words fell, those maids were already laughing, bringing chairs to Fan Xian, and going to fetch hot water.

Fan Xian let everyone clean up with a bitter face, and looked at Wan'er beside her grandmother with a smile that she couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help glaring.

After washing his feet and putting on his shoes, Fan Xian leaned back on the steps.

When the old lady saw this kid's expression, she knew that he didn't have a good idea, and suddenly thought of the crazy move this kid made on the day he left the state...... What is this monkey going to do?"

Monkey?Lin Wan'er and the third prince couldn't help but laugh again.

Ordinary men are forbidden to enter the back garden, so those housekeepers and servants, as well as Huwei and Hong Changqing, are all outside to watch the excitement.

Fan Xian approached the steps with a smile on his face, and heard that his grandmother was a little stubble, and she was pressing forward step by step.

The old lady panicked, pointed at Fan Xian and said, "Just stand there, just stand there, don't come over again."

As soon as the words fell, Fan Xian had already jumped over, and the nine grades were masters, and sure enough, it was not porridge, but he saw him hugging the old lady, so he kissed the old lady on the face, and there was a sound, and it was a kiss.

There was a joyful laughter inside and outside the park.

"Grandma, you miss me." Fan Xian said sincerely, thinking that he had found that the wrinkles on his grandmother's face were deeper than two years ago, and she was getting thinner, and somehow a faint sadness swelled up in her heart.

He helped his grandmother into the house, and asked her to sit down on the chair, and then he knelt on the ground, and formally saluted again, and actually kowtowed three times.

"I heard you have a girl in Suzhou?"

After the two grandfathers and grandsons talked affectionately for a while, the old lady suddenly changed her words and caught Fan Xian off guard.

Fan Xian raised her head in amazement, only to see Wan'er with a puzzled face, thinking about it, she didn't understand why the old lady suddenly said there, as for Sisi, she looked even more innocent, saying that she definitely didn't say anything to the old lady.