Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Also proud of the spring breeze, the horseshoe is anxious. In Cangshan, he will raise a whole winter of leisure, and finally led a large and powerful murder from Cangshan. The carriage was actually six, but only a part of it. This time, I didn’t see Guo Baokun’s long-lost grandfather, and there was nothing to worry about, but the girls who were provoked by the early spring were full of intoxication.

The spirit of Fan Xian is very good. For him, Cangshan’s winter is a rare retreat after entering Beijing. Whether it is martial arts or spiritual, it has made great progress. At this point, I looked at it and saw that there was a cold in the foot of Cangshan Mountain. There was a little bit of green, and the faint green branches grew out of the winter trees. It seemed that the sky that had returned to Beijing had been stained with many vitality.

The sky is light and there is a dark cloud in the distance. Strange to say, the dark clouds are very thin, and you can see the gray-blue sky at the rear and the white clouds above, but the feeling is still very thick and heavy.

In the sound of the hooves, the carriage turned over the mountain bend, out of the range of Cangshan, the sun in the sky suddenly lit up, and the clouds that shined on it looked very shocking.

Fan leisure took back the boring eyes of Guantian, and smiled and said to his wife: "I have been in the mountains for so long, I am afraid that it will be broken?"

Lin Yuer looked at him curiously and said: "What is squatting?" Fan said with a slight sigh: "Although the mountains are good, but the eyes are full of white snow trees, there is always some lack of it. You don't want to miss Beijing. Bustling life?"

Lin Xiaoer smiled slightly, and the face of Bai Yu appeared faint and pleasant. He said: "In Beijing, not in the official residence, it is in other hospitals. Xianggong knows that I live in Xiangfu, and there are not many opportunities. Although the days in the mountains are monotonous, they are better than those in the high walls.” She looked at her face with a distressed expression, her heart was warm, and she smiled and said: “And there is always you in the mountains.”

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Finished this. Fan Xian still has no feelings. She herself shy up and shook her face and left her face.

Fan Xian haha ​​smiled, and immediately thought of that thing, he said gently: "When the Spring Festival is busy, it is estimated that the court will send me to Qibei."

The carriage was quiet, only to hear the sound of the horse's hooves in front and the sound of the horse's nose, the sound of the wheels vibrating on the mountain road. After a long while, Lin Xiaoer smiled and said: "Do not worry. There is me in Beijing."

Fan thought about it and said: "I guess I will take Wang Qienian. If you have any questions, please ask your father first. If Fei Jie is still in Beijing, you can also ask him for help. These things are done by Fujiko Kyo. I have already told him of course..." He smiled and said: "There is nothing estimated."

Back in Beijing, the traces of the lanterns are still there. The firecrackers and confetti were not scanned in the lane. Looking at the pedestrians who are wearing new clothes and immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year, Fan can't help but regret it. I decided to go to Cangshan again on the fourth day of the year. It seems that I missed the excitement of the lanterns in the first month.

It’s inevitable that the car will be a toss. The couple, who were not old, saluted their parents and met with the people in the family. At this time, Fan Xian discovered that the Fan family was well-deserved. Although there were no big officials in the DPRK, those distant cousins ​​seemed to be eating fat in the vital departments of the DPRK, and they lived very moist.

In the next few days, he first led the nephew back to Xiangfu, met the old man, and said goodbye to Dabao, and then went to Jingwangfu to meet the familiar prince. I haven't waited for the squad, Taichang Temple Shaoqing Ren Shao'an, Hongjun Temple Shaoqing Xinqiwu, and two banquets, this is an official who has worked together, how can't evade, Fan Xian had to fight a drunk, These two exchanges.

I slammed into February, when the various counties in the various counties and counties had already entered Kyoto, and the rich found the inn to stay, some people looking for relatives to go, no money, no one had to go to the suburbs of Kyoto It will be a little bit, even the dormitory of Taixue is now open, and it is reserved for those who have no place to stay for a while.

The trial will be conducted by the Ministry of Rites and will be divided into three sessions, which will be held on the 7th, 12th and 15th of February. Therefore, when the time is too busy to take up the post, the time is already a little tight. Fortunately, his five products are just a vain job, which belongs to the sacred and happy, and there is no arrangement for him. The test is close, too much to learn naturally does not require him to teach, so it is also leisure.

Only occasionally there will be all the places in the school that are too learned to go to his room, looking at him with his eyes green, like a very hungry wolf.

Fan slammed the fan and opened the folding fan in his hand. In the winter and early spring weather, he kept shaking and kept the students around him cold for a distance. Then he smiled and said: "You, the official is still young, if It is impossible to say that the word "education" cannot be afforded, so please do not mention it again, so as not to be ashamed of my face."

Seeing him talking and funny, this Chaoyang Dahong, who is seventeen years old and has a good position to five products, does not seem to be the privileged appearance of those who look at the eyes. The students’ sense of separation gradually fades. Some people bravely made a joke: "Fan Daren first entered Kyoto, and once commented on the character of a stone in a stone home, nowadays adults have a heart fan."

Fan Xian haha ​​smiled and said: "What does this mean? It shows that I have always liked to make troubles, and I can't do anything."

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The DPRK’s main examination and the referrals for the big comparison have already set a candidate. At the age of seventeen, Fan’s official position is somewhat embarrassing, but it is still far from enough to become a top priority. However, his poetry name has long been circulated. Although he has vowed not to write poetry again, it seems that few people have taken it seriously. Those students always want to seduce something from his mouth, and it is not good. If you really have a fan of praise, it is an unexpected joy.

The book of "Half-small poetry" of the Bookstore has already been sold nationwide, so the rush from the counties and counties is inevitably curious about the young man who is famous for Jinghua. Some people who are rash are relying on one mouth. I really found the location of the Fan House, just looking at the face, the stone lion, I know that this Fan Caizi is not just the splendid in the belly, but the real son who is really born in the splendid, the class is strict, these moves I dare to rush to visit, and I have to leave.

Fan Xian did not stay in school for a few days. He also looked at the situation after his boss went to Beijing. He found that some children of poor families really suffered after entering Beijing. Although the court had a clear intention, several large books in the suburbs of Beijing. All of them are open, and some earth temples are temporarily available for accommodation. However, it is not easy for Kyoto to be a big one. Some people are still ashamed, and even the food can not afford it.

Thinking of the story that Wu Zhushu had told in Zhangzhou, Fan Xian’s heart fretting, he took some money from the bookstore’s account, and asked the treasurers of Qingyutang to handle it, and settled the life of those poor people. . Since it is not the city's grace, he certainly will not let those who know the money that he has made, but he has complained to the father who was promoted to the Ministry of Housing.

Fan Shangshu found that his son is now concerned about these things, and it is a little surprised. A little gratifying, more of the fact that Fan Xian seems to be in the official career, and has some kind of reassurance.

On the seventh day of February, two days before the test, Fan Xian stole half a day and sneaked out of Taixue. He really couldn’t stand the students who didn’t read the scriptures seriously, but they used poetry to see them every day. Some of the students are old enough to be embarrassed, and you say that this is a whole thing, it is a bit awkward.

Walking through the Imperial City, watching the clear water in the ditch, Fan feels that the root is easy. To be honest, until the end, there are not many people in Beijing who know what he looks like, so he walks on the street. Very comfortable. Especially walking under the red official wall, Fan leisure squinted and looked at the high wall, watching a martial bodyguard in the distance, and then calming the temper will not give birth to a bit of pride - this son once sneaked Go in, eh?

On the corner of the Imperial City is the Forbidden Army Corner Building, which is responsible for Wang Yuan. At that time, Yan Xiaoyi was shocked by the arrows and shot the fan across the palace wall.

Fan Xian took his eyes back from there and shook his head. Yan Xiaoyi has now been transferred to the northern governor. If he wants to go to Beiqi, he has to pass under his jurisdiction. He hopes that he does not know that the night assassin is himself.

Shortly after the imperial city, it entered Tianhe Road. The water next to the road was still gentle, and the gold characters in front of the front of the hospital were light. Fan Xian’s image did not see the words at all, and the feelings passed by, and the rest of the light did not blink.

"I said Fan Daren, this world is going to see you now, it is so difficult, it seems that you really became a big red man in Beijing."

Fan casually smiled and turned back, saw Jing Wang Shizi riding on the horse, looking at himself with a smile. He waved his hand: "See the world, the lower official just wants to be quiet, and knows that he will meet the world."

"It's not a coincidence." Li Hongcheng waved his whip and smiled. "I just chased you from the school."

Fan Xian was slightly surprised, and the clear descendant immediately responded to calmness and replied: "What is the world?"

Shizi smiled and said: "Someone please ask today."

“Who?” Fan’s instincts told him that there are some problems with this banquet today.

"Two emperors." Li Hongcheng said with a smile.

Fan Xian shook his head helplessly. The second emperor had never summoned himself. Since he opened his mouth today, he could not hide in any way.

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