Eternal Events (Part II)

Fan Yan folded the letter in his arms, walked out of Fan's mansion, and walked towards Buzheng Fang.

This letter was heavy in his arms, and his heart was full.

He walked all the way and came to a big mansion, a deep mansion compound, I don't know how many years I haven't been here. Since the three old men assisted the Holy Emperor, the Holy Emperor would not make mistakes if he did not talk about it, but at least he had never made a mistake in major matters such as the common people and the world, so there was the beginning of a prosperous era.

When it is hot in summer, if you walk on the streets of Chang'an after midnight, you can see the grand scene of not closing the house at night and leaving the road unforgotten. If you are lucky, you can also meet the uncle who beats the watch, usually after midnight, they will lie on the ground with red faces, covered in the smell of alcohol. But they don't fall asleep, because every once in a while they have to fight. They burped and staggered down the road, looking at the open door, and when they were tired, they would not get into it, but would only find a corner to squat or lie down.

The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the city became more and more prosperous, and the world changed to what he imagined.

But now that they have come to this point, he hopes that the rules of the world will not be broken, and everything will work towards the beautiful appearance he imagined.

It's about the law of the land, and if this precedent is set, especially if that's the case with those in power. If the heir of a powerful person makes a mistake after that, can he do the same?

The people are the root, and the laws and discipline of the country are the foundation. Law-abiding people are the foundation of the country.

He understands this truth, and those who are high above the temple know it even more.

He looked at the courtyard of this deep mansion, looked at the vermilion gate and the word "Anfu" dancing on the vermilion gate, took a deep breath, plucked up his courage, walked up, and pulled the knocker.

An Shixiang, one of the three elders, is also Fan Yan's top boss.

However, perhaps even An Shixiang has forgotten about this right pickup, after all, in the past few years, the left and right pickers have not put forward any practical opinions.

Fan Yan knocked on the door, looked at the old man sitting at the desk, and bowed.

"Right pick-up Fan Yan has seen adults. ”

An Shixiang squinted, looking at Fan Yan, who was upright with his waist, a little confused, and his head kept searching for the person "Right Pickup Fan Yan".

After thinking about it for a while, I still can't remember that if it weren't for the arrival of Fan Yan today, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to remember it in his life.

"Right Pick-up ......" The old man suddenly remembered, as if when the Pingshan King invited the three of them to join the office, he said that he would set up a left and right pick-up to help everyone and the Holy Emperor check and fill in the gaps.

At that time, it was said that the left relics belonged to the Zhongshu Province, and the right relics belonged to the Menxia Province, and then he forgot about it, but he didn't expect that this official position really existed, and there were still people who had been in office.

What surprised him even more was that this person had also come to his house.

An Shixiang put down the book, stood up, and looked at Fan Yan.

He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to bring a pot of tea, and sat down as the guest of honor.

"I don't know what you think about Lord Fan's sudden visit today?" The petty official, who has not been here for more than ten years and has even forgotten his name, must have something to say when he suddenly visits today.

Although An Shixiang didn't know how many streets he had left behind in terms of duties or official rank, the three of them were all Confucian students, and they were all famous wise men before they became officials, and they were all amiable to others.

The peculiarity of the three of them is here, although the three of them are scholars, they do not favor the Confucius Temple, and even more for the world, for the Holy Emperor.

"The word 'adult' should not be, it must not be!" Fan Yan saw An Shixiang, and he had a good impression in his heart, regardless of official rank, let him enter the mansion, so that Fan Yan looked at this Lord An Shixiang who had never seen him differently. When I heard his words and titles, I became a little frightened.

"There is no hindrance, it is the holy pilgrimage that is done, and it is the people of the world who benefit it, as long as it is a qualified official, it is worthy of the word 'adult'. An Shixiang waved his hand and explained quite sincerely.

The next person brought a pot of tea at this time, An Shixiang smiled, took it, first poured a cup of tea for Fan Yan, and then poured a cup for himself.

Fan Yan's panic turned into panic, and his hand that wanted to take the pot trembled a little.

An Shixiang saw his uneasiness and panic, thinking that he had seen too many officials putting up a fight, and he was a little uncomfortable when he came here.

An Shixiang expected it to be good, this eight-rank right pick-up has seen a lot of officials over the years, no bigger than the six-part squire, no less than his eight-rank right pick-up, as soon as those people heard about his rank, the tone of their speech changed.

He plucked up the courage to meet An Shixiang, one of the three pillars of the Holy Dynasty, today, and imagined countless possibilities, and he even rehearsed how to argue in his mind, but he didn't expect that he would be more like a kind elder in the court. so that he could not say the impassioned words that he had thought about for a long time.

Fan Yan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I still deserve it in the lower ranks, and the right to pick up the post of the left is originally a speech official, but in the past few decades, the lower officials have nothing to say!"

An Shixiang smiled, he felt that there was something in this person that ordinary scholars did not have.

"Who's to say no, aren't you here to speak?"

Fan Yan nodded, took out a letter from his arms, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, holding the letter in both hands, and said to An Shixiang: "Please submit it!"

An Shixiang had a premonition in his heart, and he probably guessed what this official was going to say and what reason.

He took the letter with a solemn face, and the cover was still a few years ago, and the cover and format of the fold had been changed three years ago.

An Shixiang helped him up, smiled slightly and said, "I'll hand it over for you, but I have to copy another copy." ”

Fan Yan was stunned and a little confused.

An Shixiang returned to the table where he was reading, took out a few folds without pen and ink and handed them over.

"That's what we're using now. ”

Fan Yan lowered his head, a little ashamed.

"I haven't spoken for more than ten years, I don't have an inch of work, I'm really ashamed, I don't even know if I have changed the music. ”

An Shixiang laughed heartily, he felt more and more interesting about this little official.

After laughing, Fan Yan was still so ashamed that he didn't dare to raise his head, An Shixiang looked at him, and said with a smile: "If you make a small statement in three days, and ten days refers to a big mistake, how bitter the people are, wouldn't Guo Jinghui, Chen Boju and I have to apologize to the world with death?"

When Fan Yan heard this, he raised his head.

An Shixiang sighed, took the letter and said, "Are you writing about the eldest prince and the Bihan Mansion?"

Fan Yan nodded and became serious.

"The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone a prince. ”

An Shixiang nodded and stared at him tightly.

"How much do you know?"

Fan Yan's gaze was not weak at all.

"Kill your father, kill your brother!"

Just two words made An Shixiang's pupils shrink.

"How do you know?" An Shixiang lowered his voice, looking cautious and dignified.

"Xia Guan is considered to be Qinqi. ”

Although Qin Tianjian's official position is not big, these things naturally cannot be hidden from them.

An Shixiang stared at him deadly, as if he wanted to see every cold hair on this official's face, staring at Fan Yan's back with a chill.

Fan Yan gritted his teeth, and his waist was very straight.

"Wrong is wrong, whether I know it or not. The state has national laws, and the family has family rules, and this matter should not be handled in this way. It shouldn't be a ......."

An Shixiang's eyes widened, but Fan Yan still said: "Deal!"

An Shixiang looked at Fan Yan with a stubborn face, his eyes softened, and he sighed and said: "It's useless, everyone knows that there is something wrong with this, but it is the best way to deal with it." ”

Fan Yan shook his head.

"The best way is for the eldest prince to ambush and give an explanation to Zhongyi, instead of making a scapegoat. ”

An Shixiang smiled bitterly.

"Your Majesty said, this is a family matter. ”

Fan Yan suddenly stood up from the chair!

"Xuanyuan's family affairs, is there a distinction between family affairs and state affairs? If you sit in this position, family affairs are state affairs! State affairs are family affairs!"

An Shixiang's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again.

"Don't talk about you, even if you add me, it's a slight word, and you can't change it. Compared to the Confucius Temple and the Holy Emperor, we are just arms, and our arms can't twist our thighs. ”

An Shixiang's back seemed to be a little rickety for a moment.

Fan Yan's eyes also dimmed, he knew that what this Lord An said was true, and he also knew that he and the others had no possibility to change this matter.

If you want a prince to be punished, and it is a prince who is favored by the Holy Emperor, it is a fantasy!

He sat down, and finally gritted his teeth unwillingly and said, "Please submit it on your behalf!"

An Shixiang looked at him and nodded.

"I want to give you a suggestion, change the fold into a letter, and the old man will pass it on to the Holy Emperor on his behalf!"

Fan Yan was stunned for a moment, and glanced at An Shixiang gratefully. The content of the fold and the letter is the same, but the difference between what is represented is 108,000 miles!

Fan Yan took materials on the spot, borrowed An Shixiang's study and copied the fold, and then handed it to the old man.

When he went out, An Shixiang looked at the fluttering piece of paper in his hand, as if it weighed 10,000 catties.

"What if you can't change the outcome, or if you don't respond?"

Hearing this, Fan Yan was stunned.

He tilted his head, and a beam of light seemed to hit him in the face.

"If that is the case, I will make known to the world. ”

An Shixiang trembled all over, and said tremblingly: "Do you know that if you really come to this point, the consequences will be chaotic in the court, and the people will not be at peace!"

Fan Yan's voice was low.

"But I'm just a reader, I have my own persistence, and I know that temporary chaos is only for a longer period of peace. ”

"Since I was a child, I was told to have backbone and principles. The things in the books may change and become obsolete, but the backbone, principles, and the name in the heart are the only ones that will not change through the ages!"

"With it, my Fan Yan is Fan Yan!"

In the next part of the plot, Fan Yan's death, the young man drew his sword angrily, the prince suffered, and the young man fought the sword in the world!

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