Chapter Twenty-Eight: Night Night
When he returned home that night, he knew that Yang Wanli and the four of them had come, and Fan Xian didn't care, anyway, if he wanted to say it, he had said in the inn that as long as they were good officials, loved the people, and made their official positions higher and higher. Although Fan Xian is not a chivalrous man who serves the country and the people, if there are a few characters in his protΓ©gΓ©s, he will naturally be happy. As for the dirty things that may be arranged for them in the future, we will talk about it later.
When he was about to leave, he naturally had to hold hands with Ruoruo's sister, speechless and choked, and thought about the problem of earning private money, and then worshiped his father and paid tribute to Aunt Liu, and then returned to the bedroom, and was about to strip and go to bed, so as to comfort his poor little wife...... found that the eldest brother, the simple treasure, was actually in the room.
Fan Xian smiled and said something to Dabao, Lin Wan'er watched from the sidelines, and felt strange in her heart, the relationship between Xianggong and her brother was really a little wonderful, I don't know how the two of them have so much to say, and I don't know why Fan Xian is so patient.
After a long time, Fan Xian and Dabao put their right hands on each other's shoulders with a smile, and with a voice like a slogan, the next person led Dabao out.
"What do you say to Dabao?" Lin Wan'er looked at him pitifully with a thin quilt, snorting as if eating her brother's vinegar. Her bare feet are exposed outside the quilt, and her snow-footed yellow clothes are extraordinarily beautiful.
Fan Xian smiled slightly, sat down on the side of the bed, reached out and gently stroked his wife's feet, and scratched her fleshy soles with his fingers. Answered: "He promised to be idle." If Xiao Xianxian doesn't play with him in Beijing, he will be obedient. β
Lin Wan'er felt a tingle in the soles of her feet, listening to this flirtatious words with a pun, her snow-white face turned red with a bang, and even the roots of her ears were a little ruddy, looking very cute. She quickly retracted her feet and said shyly, "It's still early." β
Fan Xian laughed and said: "Not early, not early, tomorrow is it, you have to be as soon as possible." β
"That's right. Did your father let you go during the day?" Lin Wan'er met people who were quiet and gentle, and the shameless and lewd husband behind the people, she really didn't know what to do. I had to play the trick to attack the west.
It's just that she has played this trick too many times, and Fan Xian has long been exempt, "The old man scolded me, first scolded the matter of the science field, and then scolded the matter of practicing Northern Qi this time, I refused to listen to my father's arrangement with him." "Actually, I entered the Prime Minister's Mansion during the day. Fan Xian could clearly see Lord Yue's worries, but he didn't know where the old prime minister's worries came from.
While he responded, his hands dishonestly touched his wife's bare feet, and in a moment he put on the folded quilt, pulled out the five-fingered mountain, and held it softly. caused Wan'er to exclaim.
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When the husband and wife talk at night, they can't help but relive the situation of the original celebration of the temple. When it was as sweet as a date, Fan Xian sighed in his heart. Thinking of the great master of Northern Qi and the ethereal temple, somehow, my heart gradually became heavy.
Sensing his strangeness, Lin Wan'er propped herself up, lazily leaned on his chest, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving tomorrow, what are you thinking?"
Feeling his wife's hair sliding over his bare chest, a slight itch, Fan Xian smiled, drove out all the things that were there, and with a turn of his thief's eyes, his gaze passed through his wife's black hair and fell extremely greedily on Wan'er's exposed half of her breasts.
Wan'er was looking into his eyes, feeling that Xianggong's clear eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the supple eye waves were purer than the average daughter's family, and she seemed to be thinking about herself for a while, and seemed to be saying that she was reluctant, and she seemed to be saying that she would come back sooner...... Oh, this gaze seems to be saying something very nasty.
She followed Fan Xian's gaze, only to find that her underwear had already slipped down to her waist, and her upper body was bare, so she was too ashamed to do it.
There was no spring to enjoy, Fan chatted and made the king angry, and said angrily: "It's all old husbands and wives, what are you still dodging?"
Lin Wan'er showed half of her face from the thin quilt, and she looked at Xianggong timidly, but there was a shy smile in her watery eyes, and her covered lips whispered a few words.
Fan Xian didn't understand, Lin Wan'er's naked white feet kicked lightly on the bed, and poked her face out of the thin quilt again, revealing the soft and tender lips, and a bundle of black hair just fell on her lips, she said softly: "Didn't Xianggong say it in the past...... To keep ...... So what...... God...... Is it mysterious?"
This sexy picture has long made Fan Xian stunned, and at this time he still maintains the mystery of a ghost - ghosts have a sense of mystery, lifting the quilt, hugging his wife's soft body into his arms, and going to Wushan to watch the scenery together.
After a long time, when the wind and rain stopped and the clouds dispersed and people were tired, Lin Wan'er opened her eyes like lake water, and said sleepily: "You have to come back early." β
Fan Xian half-closed his eyes, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips, his fingers tangled his wife's hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, I have been lucky in my life, and the journey has been smooth, but there have been no problems." β
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On the second day, outside the prison of the Supervision Yuan, the cell leader that Fan Xian had seen once, one of the leaders of the Supervision Yuan that year, stood outside the iron gate with an expressionless face. Fan Xian squinted at the former organizer of the seven places, and was a little shocked to find that there was a little uneasiness in the other party's eyes.
The surroundings were already full of secret agents and six swordsmen from the Supervision Yuan, and several carriages were parked outside the gate, Fan Xian stood about ten steps away from the carriage, and found that all the colleagues of the Supervision Yuan looked a little nervous for no reason. These carriages were specially made, with iron plates sandwiched between the walls, and the horses did not know whether they were tired or nervous, and they kept squirting.
In such a tense atmosphere, Fan Xian couldn't help frowning, remembering the rumors about the big man who was about to be transferred out of prison.
Sean, the leader of the secret spies of the Northern Wei Dynasty, had countless iron horses under his command back then, roamed the world, planted spies in various countries, was the best at thinking about people's minds, and was good at using poisonous tricks, and he didn't know that he subverted many small royal families, and the people who died directly or indirectly at his hands were probably enough to pile up a mountain of bones. And the most terrifying thing is that this once prominent spy leader has extremely clever brains and methods, and he doesn't know how many assassinations from enemy countries have been dodged.
At that time, the most important minister of King Wei was Zhuang Mohan, and the most relied on military minister was Zhan Qingfeng, but it was Lord Sean who had always been hidden in the darkness who really relied on the pillar of the country.
At that time, the world was in turmoil, and it was also thanks to Sean who was too ruthless, except for some countries around Qingguo, in addition to bringing a large territory to the Northern Wei Dynasty, it also indirectly helped Qingguo stabilize the situation of the founding of the country.
But after the gradual rise of the Qing Kingdom, Sean's black hand naturally stretched out to the south, in those years, the officialdom in Kyoto was in chaos, before and after the death of the founding emperor, the two princes had a quarrel, like fire and water, which was naturally indispensable behind Sean's promotion - the Northern Wei Wanqi had already been eyeing the delay, just waiting for the two princes to fight for the throne, they would go south to swallow Qingguo into the territory of Wei.
But it just so happened that at this time, no one knew that a woman named Ye Qingmei had entered Kyoto in Qingguo with a blind young servant, who was carrying a black box on his back.
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So the two princes died very inexplicably, and now His Majesty's father, His Royal Highness King Cheng, who was extremely peaceful at the beginning, ascended the throne, and the national strength of Qingguo did not suffer a real loss, Kyoto gradually settled down, and the Northern Wei Dynasty lost the best opportunity to invade.
It was at this time that a person named Chen Pingping gradually appeared on the stage of history. Chen Pingping was originally just a subordinate of King Cheng's mansion, but I don't know why, she won the trust of the prince of King Cheng at the beginning, and followed her all her life and never left. And when the eccentric and unorthodox institution of the Supervision Yuan was established, Chen Pingping became the president of the Supervision Yuan, and has been until now.
At first, people didn't know what the Supervision Yuan did, and they didn't know that there was still the shadow of the Ye family's hostess behind the Supervision Yuan, but they only knew that Chen Pingping's ruthlessness gradually appeared, and the talent related to the night gradually appeared.
The two most terrifying secret agencies in the world were subordinate to the two largest state apparatus, and as the situation between the Northern Wei and Qing kingdoms became more and more tense, they also began to secretly and tentatively attack each other.
In a certain year, Qingguo finally began to venture out of the first Northern Expedition, and this time the act of smashing stones with eggs finally failed miserably in front of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the first power under today.
In front of the iron cavalry of the battle Qingfeng, in Sean's spy network, the prince at that time, His Majesty today, was defeated repeatedly, and finally almost died in the mountains and rivers in the north, all relying on Chen Pingping to lead a team of black horsemen, in the dangerous battlefield to kill a bloody road, the prince's life was picked back, and at the same time ordered the supervision institute hidden in the Northern Wei Dynasty Shangjing to spy on it, began to spread rumors, bribed high-ranking officials, framed the marshal Zhan Qingfeng, and used his life several times, and finally exposed a gap in the battlefield between the northern mountains.
The road back to China was long and dangerous, and many times the team was in a desperate situation, and when the food and water were exhausted along the way, Chen Pingping, who was not as old as she is now, left all the food to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and his subordinates with a blank face, while he drank horse urine and ate grass roots...... In the end, the black rider who was able to return to Kyoto was only one-tenth of the original one.
Lu Tu relied on a female captive from Dongyi City to serve the prince, so that the prince could recover his health after being seriously injured, and this Dongyi female prisoner was the mother of the current prince of Qingguo, the Ning Cai person in the palace.
After a long time, people were still speculating about what conspiracy Chen Pingping used to make a generation of heroes like Zhan Qingfeng lose the trust of the Northern Wei royal family, but no one had a real answer, not even the Empress Dowager Qingguo didn't ask. It's just that some people vaguely know that it is rumored to be related to the private affairs of the queen of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
From that day on, Chen Pingping gained the absolute trust of His Majesty the Emperor and the Crown Prince, and at the same time, a saying began to circulate in the world.
There is Sean in the north and Chen Pingping in the south.
(Writing about Ye Qingmei and Wuzhu entering Beijing, I thought of the hero without tears, thought of Yingxiu, and laughed.) οΌ