Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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On the side of the prince, she escaped the mother's slap in the face, holding her cold wrist in her back and watching her mother quietly.

The Queen didn't want to be so sharp in the eyes of the one who had always been embarrassed. The subconscious body trembled and pulled his hand back from his son's hand. He slowly said: "Do you really think that the mother is doing something wrong?"

The Prince frowned and whispered: "The baby doesn't dare."

The empress suddenly raised his voice and said: "Don't you know that Fan Xian and his second child meet in the flower garden?"

The prince suddenly raised his face and looked directly at the Queen's eyes. He quietly said: "Can these things be handled by the mother after the mother? Fan is a generation of poets, and it is common to meet with the second brother."

The Queen was anxious and angry, but did not know how the child spoke to the sly son with a stern son.

The prince looked at her and said softly: "After the mother, I often think, can you not be so sensitive, you will only be able to become a child-helping courtier and rush to several other brothers."

The Queen said with a bite: "This is the mother of a country, and it will punish a small minister a little. How dare he hate how to hate."

The prince said with faint sarcasm: "Mother, you shouldn’t let Han Shangshu do it that day, you can’t really kill Fan Fei, why bother to offend Fan and the prime minister? I want to spend some more time, Han Shangshu in the middle I can't stand it. The real power minister who is willing to get close to the East Palace in the DPRK is not much. You just have to break your finger. I really don't know what you think."

The Queen frowned: "Han Zhiwei is, after all, a dynasty, and on the same day, he is also trying to judge the case. Is it possible for the prime minister and Fan Jian? There is Donggong Baohe, and I want to leave you with the face of the prince."

"Don't forget, Fan Xian is the supervisor of the Supervisory Academy, and the father has always appreciated him." The Prince spit out a sigh of relief and shook his head and sighed: "Han Zhiwei is too much offensive to know the rectification field. The wind is the meaning of the father. It is impossible for the palace to come out to protect him."

The Queen sneered: "Don't forget how many Jingguans have been offended by Fan Xian, not to mention the fact that there are still chambers involved in this investigation. Although your aunt is far away from Xinyang, her power in the DPRK will not stand by."

"Don't mention aunt." Prince seems to hate the long princess: "In the past two years, she was too weird, and she colluded with the North Qi. The courage was too big. Where did the face of the country go? History is just a little white face that she played with in the past. Even if she was assassinated by the Supervisory Academy, she would not blink her eyes."

After all, the Prince is a national treasure, although in these years, the Princess and the East Palace have always been very close. But when Fan’s words were spread across Kyoto like snowflakes, the Prince also had some taboos against the princess. Of course there are other reasons.

The Queen said with a heartache: "We have no other help, just rely on the long princess."

"The palace will rely on the father." The prince calmly responded, until this moment, the prince who always seemed to be a little Confucian, finally showed the natural political sense and judgment of the royal family.

The Queen slowly closed her eyes and said: "In short, I don't like Fan Leisure, and I want to find ways to let him die."

A tempering table. Anger said: "Death? You forgot that Fan is the husband of the morning! You don't want to listen to your aunt, everything is a madman, is a madman, do you know? You want to become a madman, be rushed Going out of the palace?"

The Queen was furious and trembled, pointing at the nose of the Prince. He shook his voice and said, "What do you know? What do you know? What do you know? You...what do you know?" Perhaps the Prince’s words touched the Queen’s Year's injury. Under the anger, I even said four words "What do you know."

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The **** palace ladies have long been hiding away. In the East Palace, there are only two mothers and sons. After a long silence, the Queen stood up, but the body seemed to be a little weak and shook. The prince quickly got up and helped her. Some helplessly pleaded guilty.

The Queen looked at her son, and she was very bitter. The beautiful Danfeng had wrinkles next to her eyes. She said: "The dynasties, the Prince is the most difficult seat to sit on, you must guard against the front, against the back, There is no one in the family after the mother. You didn’t have any memories of the turmoil 12 years ago, but the mother remembers that if you don’t fight for it, then what belongs to you will be taken away.”

The prince gently softened the voice and said softly: "The baby understands, and the mother will return to the palace to rest."

The Queen shook her head: "You don't understand, you don't understand... I have always had some ominous premonitions in these days. This feeling is very strong... just like many years ago, when the woman entered Kyoto."

"Which woman?" said the Prince.

At this time, the heavy wooden door of Donggong was suddenly pushed away.

"Who?!" Prince screamed and frowned.

An old **** walked in with a shackle and said with great respect: "The old slaves are all itch, and they are ordered by the Queen Mother. Please ask the Queen to go to the Heguang Hall."

A trace of horror on the Queen's face flashed away, and immediately piled up with a smile on his face. He was gracefully supported by the palace lady, followed by the old **** who was squatting, and went to the palace of the real hostess of the palace.

The prince slightly frowned, although he was extremely dissatisfied with the rudeness of this old dog, but he knew that the other was the eunuch's closest eunuch. Even the mother was not willing to offend, and naturally he would not do much.

In the palace, the candlelight is getting darker. The prince Li Chengzhen thinks about the absurd farce above the punishment department. The heart is even depressed. I really don’t understand why the mother listened to the long princess like this, thinking of the young and charming aunt, Prince. The heart is hot, the face is awkward, and the fear is slight, but the eyes are gradually revealing the meaning of the **.

He walked to the back hall, and after a while, there was a fascinating spring sensation. A palace lady was screaming for joy under his body. The prince licked the woman’s palace shirt all over her neck and covered it. Her face only reveals the white, full-bodied chest. He was violently invading, and he was breathing heavily, thinking that the soft woman in this world was not willing to lie on the bed, and to show off their stupid means?

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spring is coming. The flowers opened, the birds called, and the four new officials of Yang Wanli went to Fan House again, and wanted to enjoy the spring breeze of Xiao Fan adults. Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan was still not in the government today. What is more difficult for Hou Ji often is that the news is that Xiao Fan is performing a certain task and will be sent to Beijing in the next day.

The jinjinshi will not enter the Hanlin, according to the rules of the past will be placed in any local officials, seeing the cadre dispatch will begin soon, in addition to history. The rest of the three naturally come to listen to Fan’s opinions. After all, this spring, the three people rely on the power of Fan Leisure, can only come to this step, they take it for granted that Fan Xian definitely needs them to do at the local level. What?

I didn’t expect to meet them, but I left two letters to them, one for the three new officials who are about to leave Beijing. One is for the history of preparing to return home.

The four people sat in the study room of Fan House. Some of them did not know how to drink a good tea from the next person. They also refused to avoid the suspicion. They opened the two letters left by the teacher.

The letter to the three of Hou Jichang is a blank piece of paper with only two simple sentences written on it.

"Be a good person, be an official."

At the end of the day, there is a single sentence that is reserved for Hou Jichang. Fan Xian wrote in the letter: "The season is often too fearful."

This is a cold joke that Fan Xiancai understands. These three people naturally do not understand what it means. Just focus on the first two sentences. Be a good person and be an official. The more you are, the more you feel. This simple discourse contains a very real truth. To learn to be an official, you must first learn to be a human being.

But there is another meaning to this, and I don’t know which of them is out – it’s not a good person to be a good person. If you are an official, you don’t have to be an official.

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After reading this letter, Yang Wanli was naturally interested in the letter of the hands of the historical interpretation. I don’t know what Xiaofan’s letter was dedicated to the history of the study. After all, among the four, there is only history. It seems that the future is a bit bleak.

The history of the three friends who were uneasy and uneasy opened the letter, but when they looked at it, they were a few broken sentences, but they almost laughed.

"The old governor is not convinced, the three points are in the seven days of the people, and there is no confession under the umbrella.

The last three words are only waiting for leisure, naturally it is the meaning of waiting for the return of the fan.

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At this time, Fan Xi is sitting in the house he bought at the beginning, frowning slightly. His fingers stroked the hollow belt and touched the pill that was introduced to him when he was a child. At that time, the teacher said that if there was any problem with the overbearing instinct in his body, he would have to rely on this pill to save his life, just after entering Beijing, the body He is always obedient, and he has forgotten this anecdote. When he was finishing the equipment during the day, he thought about it. It’s only after so many years, and he didn’t know if the drug was invalid.

Wang Qi-nian sat on his opposite side and congratulated him: "The man has already found it." He looked up suspiciously. "It’s like some of it. The Tiss is proficient in the makeup and easy-to-wear technique. The average person looks far away and should not see the flaws. But there is always something wrong."

“What is wrong?” Fan said with a slight sigh: “Don’t you say that it’s quite like it? It’s been a month, and the skin color is close.”

Wang Qi replied in a young voice: "To find a person who is as handsome as a grown-up man in these turbid men, this is a difficult thing, even if it looks like it, but to play the natural temperament of the Tis, this book is poetry It is really hard to do."

Fan took a break and immediately understood it. He smiled and said: "You are holding a slap, and now it’s getting more and more uncomfortable. It’s getting worse and more beautiful."

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