At noon, Fan Xian, who had been in retreat for two days, finally walked out of the room.

He looked up, looked at the glare of sunlight in the sky, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He has watched all the plots and knows the whole truth about this world.

Of course, in order to make himself less embarrassed when he watched it, and not to have too much sense of fate about his own feelings, Fan Xian skipped those chapters of love and love, and only focused on the intrigues and fates of this world.

But it is also because he skips the relaxed and leisurely daily life, and Fan Xian sees Qing Yu Nian far heavier than that of a real reader.

"Brother, you're finally willing to go out!"

At this moment, Fan Ruoruo's slightly worried voice came from the front.

Fan Xian followed the prestige, and saw his sister Fan Ruoruo walking with his father Fan Jian.

"Ruoruo." Fan Xian smiled reluctantly, and then looked at Fan Jian next to Ruoruo, "Daddy......"

“……”

Fan Jian frowned slightly, keenly aware that something important seemed to be happening to Fan Xian.

Without waiting for him to think about it, Fan Xian walked over, raised his hand with a smile, and touched Fan Ruoruo's head.

"Ruoruo, be good, you go back to the room first, I have something to say to my father."

“……”

Fan Ruoruo blinked her eyes and looked at Fan Xian with some confusion.

But out of blind worship for her brother, she nodded obediently and turned away.

When Ruoruo left, Fan Xian looked at Fan Jian with a smile: "Let's go, Dad, go to your study." ”

“……”

Fan Jian raised his eyebrows, and was very surprised by Fan Xian's anti-customer-oriented style.

For some reason, he suddenly saw a shadow of the woman in front of him.

"Okay."

Fan Jiangui nodded aside, and then stepped forward and walked to his study.

It didn't take long for the two to come to the study, Fan Xian took a step behind, closed the door of the study, and turned his head to look at Fan Jian, who was sitting behind the desk.

Fan Jian squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Fan Xian and said, "Say, what's the matter." ”

Fan Xian took a deep breath, tidied up his clothes, and then fell to his knees like pushing a golden mountain and a jade pillar, and respectfully kowtowed to Fan Jian three times.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Every time Fan Xian knocked it, Fan Jian couldn't help but jump his eyelids.

After the three knocks, he finally couldn't help but say, "Where is this singing?" ”

Fan Xian stood up, looked at Fan Jian and said softly: "These three heads, not only for you, but also your eldest lady who died early, and my eldest brother who I have never met......"

“……”

Fan Jian was stunned for a moment, and then his face became extremely gloomy.

Fan Xian didn't care about Fan Jian's face, and continued to say softly: "My eldest brother was born and died young, and my aunt died of depression. ”

Fan Jian said with a gloomy face: "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Fan Xian shook his head: "Dad, don't hide it from me, I know everything now, my biological mother is Ye Qingmei, my biological father is the emperor of the dynasty, and when my mother is about to give birth......

"Shut up!"

Fan Jian snorted, then Huo Ran got up, walked to Fan Xian quickly, lowered his voice and said, "The wall has ears!" ”

Fan Xian's expression did not change at all, and he said with a smile: "There are the emperor's spies in the mansion, I know this, but it doesn't matter, I have already laid out the means, and what I say can't be passed on to this study." ”

"Even if the Great Grandmaster is outside the door, he can't hear a word."

Fan Jian frowned, and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

“…… What the hell is wrong with you? ”

"I just know the truth and see some facts!"

Fan Xian shook his head, then put his hand on Fan Jian's shoulder, and said softly: "Dad, sit down and let me finish telling this story." ”

Fan Jian's brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes looked at Fan Xian deeply.

"Do you know that some things, once they are pierced, there is no turning back!"

"I know, but I don't care."

Fan Xian smiled and carried Fan Jian back behind the desk.

After he sat down, Fan Xian continued: "That year, my mother was pregnant and recuperated in the Taiping Courtyard outside Kyoto. ”

"It was also that year, an urgent report came from Dingzhou, Xihu came to attack in a big way, the Dingzhou army was invincible, and the emperor immediately decided to drive the expedition in person, and took you away from Kyoto."

"A few days later, an urgent report came from Yanjing, the Northern Qi army was coming, and there was a great intention of attacking on a large scale, and the emperor personally drafted an order to send Chen Pingping, the president of the Supervision Yuan, to Yanjing to take charge."

"And at this time, a temple envoy came from the north, and the target was my mother Ye Qingmei."

"In order to protect her, Uncle Gotake had to leave Kyoto and go to intercept the temple messenger."

"Dad, do you say that it is a coincidence, Ye Qingmei, who is pregnant with Liujia, is Ye Qingmei when he is the weakest, and all the people close to him have been transferred!"

Fan Jian's face was cloudy, and he did not answer Fan Xian's words.

Fan Xian didn't care, or rather, he didn't intend to let Fan Jian answer.

He only continued lightly: "When everyone was transferred out of the capital, when Ye Qingmei was about to give birth to a child, the killing intent that had been brewing in the entire capital for a long time finally broke out. ”

"The father of the queen and the brother of the queen mother, under the instruction of the palace, led the troops to kill the Taiping Courtyard."

"In Kyoto, countless hidden courtier families, relatives and nobles, also brought people to participate in the riots."

"And Qin Ye, the Privy Council's envoy, in the face of the chaos in Kyoto, not only did not stop it, but also secretly sent a team of people to the Taiping Courtyard to kill the mother who was about to give birth to a child!"

"That year, on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the whole city was killing her."

Hearing this, Fan Jian finally couldn't help but say, "These people you are talking about are already dead by now. ”

Fan Xian nodded and said, "I know this, and I also know that you noticed the abnormality back then, and rushed back to Kyoto by running thousands of miles." ”

"But you returned to Beijing alone, facing the killing intent of the entire capital, you couldn't think of anything for a while, it just so happened that your eldest lady gave birth to a Lin'er for you, you looked at their appearance, and suddenly had an idea."

At this time, Fan Jian had already lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Enough." ”

Fan Xian still said calmly: "You had a dispute with the eldest lady, no one knew what you were arguing about, they only saw that you finally walked out of the Fan Mansion with a cold face with a food box, leaving only the eldest lady's miserable cry." ”

"Bang!"

Fan Jian slapped the table and said angrily: "I said enough!" ”

Fan Xian sighed, walked behind Fan Jian, and gently followed his back.

"Dad, I'm not trying to uncover your scars, I just want to tell you that I really know everything."

“……”

Fan Jian didn't look back, just said in a low voice: "Who told you, Wuzhu, it's impossible, he can't know." ”

Hearing Fan Jian's low mutter, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh faintly.

The original book did not describe the events of the year positively, but according to some words, Fan Xian deduced the truth.

After Fan Jian returned to Beijing, he took his newborn eldest son to the Taiping Courtyard and let him die for Fan Xian.

The rebels examined the bodies of Ye Qingmei and Fan Jian's eldest son and confirmed that both mother and son were dead, which successfully delayed the time and allowed Fan Xian to survive until Wuzhu's return......

It can be said that in the entire celebration of more than one year, Fan Jian's sacrifice for him was the greatest, and even faintly surpassed Chen Pingping.

Looking at Fan Jian's close back, Fan Xian asked softly, "Dad, after Uncle Chen returned to Beijing, have you met him?" ”

"Uncle Chen?" Fan Jian frowned slightly, tilted his head and said, "Chen Pingping? ”

Fan Xian smiled: "I owe him a lot, and it shouldn't be okay to call Uncle Sheng." ”

Fan Jian was a little surprised, but did not express any opinion on it.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "If you have seen him, you should know that Brother Mu led me to join a force. ”

Fan Jian raised his eyebrows: "Heavenly Court? ”

Fan Xian smiled and nodded, and said, "You have indeed met—that's right, for this world, it is not an exaggeration to say that this place is Heavenly Court!" ”

"Anyway, I saw my past there and what you did."

"Everything you did for me back then was also shown to me by the people of the Heavenly Court......"

Fan Jian listened to Fan Xian's words in a daze, and a storm broke in his heart.

Is there such a place in the world where people can know the past and explore the future?!

After a moment of silence, Fan Jian suddenly said, "Does the fifth child know that you have joined Heavenly Court?" ”

Fan Xian nodded and said: "Uncle Wuzhu is already there, you also know, because of some things back then, Uncle Wuzhu lost some memories, I asked a member of the Heavenly Court for help, he will cure Uncle Wuzhu for me." ”

Fan Jian frowned: "In other words, Wuzhu is not by your side now." ”

Fan Xian nodded.

Fan Jian had an ominous premonition in his heart, and couldn't help frowning: "What do you want to do when you have a showdown with me today?" ”

Saying that, Fan Jian couldn't help but solemnly add: "No matter what you want to do, I have to advise you, don't be impulsive!" ”

Fan Xian smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive...... It's just that don't you think it's too coincidental, when my mother was the weakest, everyone was transferred out of the capital, do you think, who in this world will have this ability? ”

"......" Fan Jian looked at Fan Xian with a frown.

After a long time, he shook his head and asserted, "No way, Your Majesty loves your mother deeply. ”

Fan Xian said lightly: "He loves Ye Qingmei, but he loves himself even more, Dad, you don't know that my mother's concept is a flood beast for any emperor." ”

Fan Jian stared at Fan Xian and said, "You want to say that Your Majesty secretly planned to kill your mother?" ”

Fan Xian asked softly, "If that's the case, what would you do?" ”

Fan Jian was silent for a long time, his arm drooped down, and he said lightly: "I will tell the old man to return to his hometown." ”

Fan Xian sighed and said, "I think so." ”

Fan Jian stared at Fan Xian and said, "Is this what Heavenly Court told you?" ”

Fan Xian thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The ones in front are, as for the emperor killing my mother, this is my guess." ”

Hearing Fan Xian's white lies, Fan Jian was visibly relieved.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Fan Jian is indeed in love with Ye Qingmei, but at the same time, he is also a traditional courtier, extremely loyal to the emperor, even if he finally knows that it was the emperor who killed Ye Qingmei, he will not be able to really kill the monarch like Chen Pingping.

After Fan Xian's words were tentative, he found that the showdown against Fan Jian could only be spread to this extent at present.

If it is revealed a little more, not to mention whether Fan Jian will stop him, just letting such a father who has made great sacrifices for himself be entangled in family affection and loyalty is not what a son of man should do.

Fan Xian thought about it and found that he still had to go to the Supervision Institute to meet Chen Pingping, who had been friends in the book for a long time.

(End of chapter)