Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"Yes." Chen Pingping respectfully responded.

"The two female assassins are really under the sword?"

"Yes."

The emperor suddenly frowned and asked: "Isn't that four swords really not for revenge, to kill Fan's son?"

Chen Pingping respectfully said: "A generation of masters, there are always some shelves, and now they are still submerging in the Dongyi sword pit, as long as Fan Xian does not go to Dongyi City, and this matter is also being processed."

"I know, those things have not been finished the night before, and continue today." The emperor calmed his eyes and asked, "I have been dragging on for a long time before I will return to Beijing. Even if you are not afraid of the history of the royal family, the association should also take this into account." The discussion of the subjects of the world. The association knows that you are making a small temper, not satisfied with the arrangement for him."

Chen Pingping gently rubbed the nail of the ring finger of her right hand. I don't know if it was nervous or excited, but the face full of wrinkles is still very calm: "After this incident, it is estimated that the prime minister will take revenge, although he will believe that it is the shot of Si Gujian. I always think that my son is because of the death of Fan, this marriage thing... still forget it."

The emperor quietly said: "It is a good thing, Jing Wang has entered the palace, I don't know why, he likes the little guy very much, don't look at him regardless of the matter, but if he wants to protect the individual, there is no one in the court who dares to move again. As for Lin Ruoxi, he is a wise man. After Lin Biao’s death, who should he believe? Twenty years later, there should always be a really clever decision.”

"Jing Wang?" Chen Pingping was somewhat surprised.

"Of course he didn't recognize it, so he didn't know where he and the little guy came from." The emperor sighed: "Maybe everything is a fate."

It seems that this sentence involves some of the pains of the past years, and the emperor and the minister have a very tacit understanding at the same time.

Chen Pingping suddenly said: "I opposed it four years ago. Today, Chen still opposes this marriage."

The emperor opened his eyes and looked at him. He said, "You are even smaller than the United, but these years are hardworking, but you are a lot older. In the future, you will have less to do with things. These little guys are qualified to let you worry."

Chen Pingping smiled and said: "When this matter is over, Chen will sue the old."

"whats the matter?"

"Your Majesty, the child's business."

The emperor's tone became pale: "In order to leave his mother's things to him, he has turned this multi-turn, faked the morning, sealed her as the county owner, and made the industry a dowry. Then please the queen. Marriage, this name justifiably allows him to get these things. If you have a good heart, why are you still dissatisfied?"

"Chen Ding did not dare." Chen Pingping knew that his ancestors had made a lot of means to let Fan Xiu regain the Ye family. He said in a positive way: "Only the minister always thought, in case the Japanese minister went. This supervision How to deal with the hospital. If the yard is handed over to an outsider, it is very dangerous."

Unlike the inheritance of the imperial power, the Supervisory School is a somewhat deformed existence, relying entirely on the Qing Dynasty emperor's supreme trust in Chen Pingping, relying on Chen Pingping's supreme loyalty to the emperor. If Chen Pingping dies, no matter who takes over the supervision . It is very likely that there will be an unimaginable and terrible impact on the Qing Dynasty’s ruling. If it is handed over to the courtiers, it may be that a tyrant threatens the royal family and handed over to the prince, which may create a too powerful prince, affecting the throne. The overlap.

The emperor closed his eyes again and seemed to be thinking about something: "Do you think that the union should hand over the yard to him?"

"Yes, since the child is not an outsider, naturally it will not threaten the palace. But his origin is destined to be impossible to participate in the battle of the emperor's family, so it is most able to remain neutral." Chen Pingping slowly responded.

The emperor seems to be heartbroken: "And you have to think about it. You will have a good life, and you will have a good life for a decade or two. You don't have to worry too much about this."

"Yes." Chen Pingping saw that the purpose of today has been reached, and the courtesy of the ceremony has withdrawn. As long as the palace lady in the distance saw it, she went to the road outside the palace.

The emperor stood up and closed his eyes for a long time. He suddenly looked at the wheelchair and went to the palace. He never doubted Chen Pingping’s loyalty to himself, but he always had some doubts about why this old dog would not forget this woman. For the child to fight for all the power that can be reached - think of the child, the face of the world's supreme flash suddenly flashed a gentle, I thought he had not seen it after coming to Beijing, when to go.

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The palace lady will introduce the wheelchair into the inner palace. The guards will take it over and then slowly implement it in the outer palace. Then, at the entrance to the official gate, the people in the supervision institute will pick it up and put the old man in the carriage. The carriage will move forward on the street. Walking, crushing the stone road, giving a rhythmic voice, but it has not been out of the inner city for a long time.

The road to the East Side was very quiet. At this time, the sky was already half dark. The carriage was slanting and stopped in a secluded place. There was another carriage waiting here. The bureaucracy of the supervision institute and the guards next to the carriage seemed unfamiliar, but they detached from the carriage at the same time, and scattered around them, forming a relatively hidden defense circle.

The two carriages were very close. At the same time, the people in the carriage opened their curtains and looked at them. It was Chen Ping’s father and Fan Xian’s father, who was treated by the ceremonial department. When Chen Pingping saw this face full of anger, she was very annoyed: "When I am not in Beijing, you will kneel down and find a good friend for your son!"

Fan Jian saw that he was angry. He was neither afraid nor nervous. He smiled and said: "Four years ago, you broke my business. I just want to find a way to get things back."

Chen Pingping said coldly: "There is such a pile of stupid money, and it is worthy of being gratifying."

Fan Jian shook his head and said: "Money is the most important thing. Don't forget that when the yard was first built, if you were not a free mother, you should drink the northwest wind."

"Now this library is not the Ye family of the year. If you follow the past, you will only be overwhelmed. The emperor forced the Lin family to recognize and have a daughter, just to let you and the prime minister get along with each other, but also for future consideration, otherwise In the future, people will know that the county owner is married to the emperor. What is the saying?" Chen Pingping sneered: "Listen to me and retreat. This is a good thing for you."

"You thought I didn't know what you were planning." Fan Jian frowned. "You always think that the princess has something to do with the things of the year, but after so many years, you have not found evidence."

"It's not just this reason." Chen Pingping said with a cold face: "Even if you feel that you are owed to him, but you think about it, if you really listened to you, and returned Ye Jia to him, what should the yard do? If you are a big man, you will never allow someone in the world to master the weapon of these two countries at the same time, even if he does not."

Fan Jian’s brow wrinkled even more tightly: “If you know this, why should I let my son be involved in these things and make him a rich family?”

“Is it so good to be a rich man?”

"With you and me in Kyoto, the princess has also been taught, and it should be smooth in the next few years."

Chen Pingping said coldly: "Don't forget, your son... I was almost killed before January."

Fan Jian stared at his eyes: "This is my negligence. It is not your problem. If you are not angry, you will not have these storms in Beijing."

Chen Pingping quietly said: "If your son is so dead, still use you and I am so careful?"

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After a moment of silence, Fan Jian said: "In this matter, I pay far more than you, so if you can't choose between the two sides, I hope you respect my opinion." Chen Pingping thought and recognized The other party’s statement. The so-called words do not speculate more than half a sentence, Fan Jian coldly put down the curtain, and now, the two carriages parted ways.

The night shrouded the imperial city. In this background of strong ink, some people gathered for the sake of interest, some gathered for the idea, and then often separated by the same two words, only waiting for a certain opportunity on a certain day. For the sake of coincidence, come together again. Under the imperial city roots, next to the tall Zhuhong Palace wall, slowly walked a lifted sedan chair, and the rear followed a few far-aways. The forbidden army in the far palace gate saw the sedan chair walking around the palace wall, but no one Asked before.

It is the sedan of the prime minister. This is the habit of the prime minister. Whenever the country is caught in a certain problem, he will always carry his sedan chair around the palace wall. Some people say that he is quiet in the country. People who think about problems in the environment and despise the prime minister think that this quirks illustrate his morbid enthusiasm for power. In the second year of Qingli, the southern Dajiang River had a flood. The prime minister was a dusty sedan chair that turned a lot of circles around the palace wall. On the second day, he took a fold and detailed the division of labor and the process of disaster relief. Powerful, but in the most critical use of silver money, but some are stretched, the Ministry of Housing is somewhat difficult to support, just at this time, there are several large overseas trade silver accounts in the internal warehouse, which dangerously provides protection for the prime minister’s plan. , 陛下龙颜大悦.

The world always says that the prime minister is a traitor. The prime minister is capable, and you can see it in this world. But whether it is a traitor or a phase, in fact, at certain times, he will always return to the most primitive role, such as the father. Today, the prime minister is around the palace wall, and no one dares to bother. It is because everyone knows that his second son is dead, and the adult is in a bad mood.

**Night*(**Please delete)*(**Please delete) Gradually deep, the red candle lantern is lit up in the palace, and the faint yellow light is spilling over the high wall, but the palace wall This side is still dark, the sedan chair slowly walked to a certain side of the palace wall, and there was a lantern swaying in the face. When I walked closer, I realized that it was also a sedan chair.

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