Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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“How should I respond to an adult?”

This is a very crucial point. Fan is not sure how the ice cloud was in contact with these dark whistle, so he did not dare to act rashly. He just said softly: "In two months, there should be no executors coming to Beijing. However, I will temporarily appoint a person to be responsible for contacting you."

The old shopkeeper had a little worry and said: "The adults should be cautious. Although after Shawn was arrested, in the past 20 years, the Jinyiwei of Beiqi could not be compared with the riding of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but in the enemy country, the total number of subordinates. Think about the kids below."

Fan nodded, which is why it was a year later, the Supervisory Hospital did not dare to risk the contact with these "orphans" in the north. He whispered: "Reassure, the person I am looking for is the least likely in the yard. The guy being tracked."

Undoubtedly, he is talking about Wang Qi-Nian, who has only tracked others for a lifetime, but he has not been enchanted by people.

I can't stay in this place. After a few words, Fan is ready to get up and leave. Before leaving, he suddenly said: "The connector's secret code has been changed."

"Yes, adults." The old treasurer was slightly covered.

"One three one four five two seven seven seven."

"Yes, adults." The old treasurer repeated this seemingly erratic number, without any mistakes.

Fan nodded, some satisfied, and then returned to the front hall, like a businessman and the old shopkeeper to say goodbye, have not forgotten to carry two pots of tung oil in his hand. After seeing the merchant go out, the little guy said with a piece of fun: "Dong, is it ready to get sesame oil so early?"

The old shopkeeper looked at the only guy in the store and smiled and said, "Yes. There is a big business."

The guy thought to himself, on his own oil shop, can you do a big business like a few boats and ships like the oil merchants in Dongyi City? A few hundred pounds of business is called a big business, and the young man can't help but look down on the old treasurer.

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On the road, Fan is very careful to dispose of the oil in his hand. He dare not give it to the street. He dare not throw it away. Because of the rules of conduct of the inspector, it is crucial that the enemy's ability cannot be underestimated. Although the commander of the Northern Qi Jinyiwei was heavy, in the rainy night building, it did not seem to be strong, but Fan Xian knew that it was definitely a disguised appearance.

After the oil pot was cleanly disposed of, Fan was on the way back to the delegation. At this time, the sky was dark, and the pedestrians on the road gradually became scarce. When passing the arch bridge on the Yuquan River in Beijing, Fan was in the awning with his hands. The face was smashed a few times, and all the fat powder rouge that was stolen from the house of the family was erased. Squeezed into a small group of yellow and red dirt in the palm of your hand.

His palms were gently touched on the lions of the stone arch bridge, and the palm powder clustered down, quietly mixed with the river under the bridge, no one could find the trace.

When the bridge fell through the lane and turned out from the side of a certain house, Fan Xian had already recovered his original appearance and took off the rain hat. Flip the long coat, just like when I broke up with the Haishu girl, the face is clear and beautiful.

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He swayed back to the mission. In the other hospital, I ate a lot of tea in the door and looked at him with a different look. Fan Xian clearly, the news that the three nails died, must have been passed to the heavy ears, but Jin Yiwei can only eat this boring loss. As for when you can retaliate back, it is not in the scope of consideration.

In the quietest yard of the other house, under the long eaves, the ice cloud was lying on a low couch, and the couch was full of soft quilts. Although Fan has given him a cure, the torture suffered in the past year cannot be recovered in a short time. His body suffered injuries and could not stand the strong touch, so Fan thought about it. He was buried in a cotton pile, but fortunately the weather was not too hot recently.

Although he knows that this indifferent Northern Spies is now physically and mentally exhausted and needs to be recuperated, Fan Xian is still a bit embarrassed to bother him, because in the last days of Beiqi, he must borrow the means of heavy ice.

After a simple meeting on today's situation, Yan Bingyun looked at Fan's eyes with a sullen look and said softly: "I hope that the adults have not revealed any signs, otherwise I will be pulled up by all of them, even if you are a hospital. Zhong Ti Si, I must also participate in you."

Fan Xian shook his head: "I know that the power in your hands is far more than this line. Although the single-line contact is safe, but the effect is too low, other aspects. You have to find a way to move. But I probably don't have time to deal with it. Now, I am going to contact Wang Qienian, I don't know what you think about this proposal."

Yan Bingyun’s eyes flashed a trace of color. The youngest high-ranking official in front of the hospital, the performance of these days can only be said to be quite satisfactory. The biggest advantage is that he is good at listening to his own opinions, but today he will break the word. In the northern network, it seems that the other party does have some capabilities.

"Wang Qi-nian, I am relieved..." He said after a moment of thinking: "The first group of people who lurked in the north in the yard, Wang Daren is one of them."

Fan Xianwei glimpsed a little, did not think that Wang Qiian had done this thing at the beginning, and listened to Yan Bingyun: "According to the plan of the adults, we will cooperate with Shangshanhu and dig out Shaun, but I don't want to be in the hospital. The hand is too deep."

Fan Xian agreed to his request, knowing that he did not want to lurk in the north of the manpower because of the court's internal struggle to pay too much sacrifice, should bear the words: "Reassured, I will be measured."

Yan Bingyun frowned: "Shangshan Tiger is a male lion, but unfortunately in the deep sea of ​​Shanghai, but can not find the side of the borrowing, so I will seek the help of the long princess. As a courtier, you and I follow the princess It’s a matter of course to do things, but you have to master the scale... I believe that when the cedar tiger started to save Shawn, it was the day when the Queen Mother and the heavy force cleared the army."

Fan Xian knows that this indifferent supervisory school official guessed what he wanted to do and would not say a word. He just said softly: "This is exactly what I hope to see. I will not underestimate the heavy monitoring of Shangjing. Ability... It’s up to them to fight, and there’s no harm to the cognac to celebrate the country.”

After leaving the backyard, Fan Xian found Wang Qiian and distributed the task. Wang Qiian remembered the string of numbers clearly, knowing that these days, he would take up this dangerous and important work. He is not the old shopkeeper of the oil shop. He is the confidant of Fan Xian’s heart, so he boldly asks: "One, three, one, seven, seven seven seven... adults, this string seems to represent something."

"I love money and money for the rest of my life." Fan Xiao smiled. In the dialect of Chenzhou, the pronunciation of money and Qi is very similar.

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The old shopkeepers in the oil store had a good business these days. They sold a few more barrels of oil. A message lurking in the darkness began to flow on the spy line of the Northern Division of the Supervisory Institute, which has been silent for a year. It didn’t take long. Time, the spies who pretend to be all kinds of ordinary people in the North, have received the first task after one year.

The information began to be fed back through various channels, summarized through several breakpoints on the line, and finally sent to the oil shop in Zhangjiadian. At the same time, the Nanqing Mission opened several banquets, and the amount of alcohol used has also increased a lot. Naturally, the shopkeeper of Xiushui Street inevitably ran a few more trips to the group hospital, and took several more shots. To make a flattering, I believe that he also got the information that Xinyang and Shangsonghu always wanted from Fan’s hands.

Centering on a lot of information, and choosing useful intelligence to analyze, and finally come to a relatively accurate conclusion of the character, is the ice cloud, these days, the backyard often heard his coughing voice.

Fan Xian didn't have much to do. He was the ambassador of the regiment, drinking and welcoming to send him to the right path. On this day, he entered the palace with the girl of Haishu, and the sea otter was a few days ago. He said that the Queen Mother invited him to the palace to have something to do.

Drinking is a happy thing for the leisure fans. It is not a bitter thing to drink alcohol with the Queen Mother who still has the charm of the enemy. But when Fan returned to the mission, all the officials and subordinates knew that his mood was quite bad today, but no one knew why.

In the room, Fan was cold and cold and looked at Lin Jing and asked: "Is this mission, is it that I am acting or is the adult?"

Lin Jing was so upset that some nervous should be said: "Where is Fan Daren's words? The mission is to be the only one in the world."

"Good." Fan idled two times and said: "The big man from Lin told me why he entered the palace today, and the Queen Mother actually said that the Dagong of Beiqi mainly married the great emperor of the DPRK. What a big event! Why? I haven’t known this thing until now. You have arranged the princess’s marriage in the temple of Honglu Temple in Taichang Temple these days. I only know that I have to send my parents when I return!”

Lin Jing dared a sigh of relief and thought that it was the same thing. He smiled and said: "Adult, don't blame the lower officials and Lin Wen adults. The delegation just turned the Queen's personal letter to the Queen Mother of Beiqi. Where do we know the ministers? It is the two women and women who have set up their own children’s marriage in the letter. When this matter is passed from the palace, what else can we say? This matter was originally intended to inform the adults. However, adults often do not make missions a few days ago. So I missed some hours."

Lin Jing’s eyes turned. I know that this young adult is a little angry. Laughing and handing a letter: "The official book of the book will arrive soon. This is the secret letter of the court, indicating the attitude of His Majesty and the Queen Mother. Of course, he is willing to make this marriage... In fact, there are two happy events, The official should congratulate Fan Daren."

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