Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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As a king of a country, there are so many things, and it is impossible to stay in the remote place of this palace. I don’t know which piece of land is in the country. The head of the eunuch’s **** is holding his face and taking great risks. I came outside the building and reported it many times in the downstairs. I finally succeeded in bringing the emperor down the stairs.

Looking at the emperor, standing behind Fan Tis, the head of the **** secretly complained, no wonder how the emperor could not find the emperor, the original ... the two fathers and sons are playing with tears and recognizing the drama code, they rushed to disturb, provoke I am not happy with the Son of Heaven, I don’t know how many boards I will lick.

The emperor’s face is really bad. Among the sons he gave birth, the one he likes most is Fan Fan. After Fan has been in Kyoto, he has earned too much glory for him and even the whole country, and he is knowledgeable and practical. Great use.

The most important thing is to look at the three things in the hanging temple. Now that you are dead and refuse to recognize these two things, you can see that the child’s sloppy appearance is a loyal heart, and it seems like a haze. Among them, all that is contained is the meaning of neutrality.

In the heart of the middle-aged emperor, at first, I wouldn’t feel unreasonable about Fan Jian. The emperor is only a mortal. Nowadays, I can finally recognize it with Fan. Although Fan has never spoken, the atmosphere is enough to make the Emperor happy. At this time, someone is disturbing. Of course, he is not in a good mood.

At this time, there were many people outside the building, and the emperor was not good at it. When he turned around, the face full of frost was softening, looking at Fan Qing’s beautiful face with a few familiar faces, whispered "You have seen it, and I said it before. As a king of a country, there are always too many last resorts. Think about it yourself, don't have too much resentment."

With the respect of the emperor, even if he is his own son. Not to say so in a low-pitched manner, in addition to not apologizing, this sentence has already expressed enough content. Fan Xian did not dare to pretend, and he was deeply moved and seemed to move.

The emperor suddenly frowned. He remembered the sister who was far away from Xinyang. It was a headache. He sighed: "There is no quiet in Beijing recently. There are too many things to put on the table. Chen Pingping is worried that you are in the DPRK. Lieutenant. It is recommended that you let down Jiangnan in advance, what do you mean?"

Fan Xian did not dare to have any opinions, but just a flash of gloom in his eyes. The secluded said: "Chen is obedient." He suddenly said with a gentle smile: "Just in the south of the Yangtze River, I have never been there. Please ask the next minister, why do you need to pay attention."

The emperor shook his head: "What you need is just a clean, can make money for the court every year. As for how to do it, you should be clear, the last two months. What you do, I appreciate it."

This is naturally the matter of the investigation of the investigation of the Cui family and the smuggling of the internal library.

The emperor went on to say: "Just because of this, you have a lot of enemies in the middle of the DPRK, some things are not good... Well, you did a good job." In the eyes of the emperor, Fan Leisure spared no effort. Fighting Xinyang and the Second Emperor, of course, is because of the original seal, which is doing things for the court. Doing things for yourself that are inconvenient to come forward.

After a little silence, Fan Xian said: "From now on, Chen, still willing to be an loyal minister."

The emperor was very satisfied with Fan’s statement. Fan Xian took the opportunity to open the door and said, “It’s just Jiangnan Road. Although the court has the power to monitor, it’s not a business. After all, it’s all the way to take the lead. Unclear... Your Majesty, Chen...

He said in the face of the emperor: "Chen wants to use Qing Yutang."

The emperor sighed, after a little silence, he asked: "Qingyutang shopkeepers are naturally familiar with the internal affairs of the library, but the court rules, they do not come to Beijing..." He suddenly felt that it was not kind to say this in front of Fan Xian, coughing up. Two words said: "Anzhi, you are facing the dignitaries, are you not afraid of your heart?"

Fan Xian said directly: "The land of Haotian is not the kingdom of the earth. The minister is presented in person, and naturally believes that his loyalty is deeply believed."

The emperor stared at him, but his heart was quickly entrenched. In the past, Ye Jia’s roots were deep and leafy, and he could shake the country. As a king of a country, it was a bit of a taboo to reenact in the past. Her biological son, for the loss of Ye Family, is inevitably a little unwilling.

However, he turned to think about it. Fan Fan, since he dared to say this, was honest and flustered. "Now you stand tall enough. Naturally, you know that the so-called real money is not very useful. As for the internal library. Six years ago, I was determined to let you grow up and hold the palm of your hand. It is there... that thought, this is what I want, what doubt?"

Fan’s face was touched, but the emperor waved and said with a smile: “But you are too rested, the things in the library are complicated, and you need the old guys in Qingyutang. You ask, you see, you want to They are fishing out of Beijing."

Fan Xian did not defend, and sighed: "Don't dare to bully, Chen has this idea. From the first day of knowing his life, he has this idea. Last year, he also went to Qingyutang to see those shopkeepers. They have been detained in Beijing for many years. It is a bit awkward. These people are only half a hundred years old. If they are released from Beijing, they can also serve the court."

Last year, he went to a glimpse of Qing Yu Tang, knowing that this matter will one day be caught by the hearts of the people, so today I just said it in front of the emperor.

The emperor seemed to be somewhat surprised by his calmness. After a long silence, he finally nodded. Fan Xian was overjoyed, and the emperor laughed and said: "You can't take it all away. All the palaces are full of Qing Yutang's own business. If you take it all away, I am afraid that Jing Wangye will not be able to spare you."

Fan leisure smiled, the emperor smiled and said: .... Among them, that is, with the prince dare to stand up in front of the sly, but his temperament is calm and fierce, not as good as you..." He stopped talking and said: "There is a picture on the upper floor. You will go see it later. ”

Although he knew that the portrait was in the palace, Fan Xian still showed a hesitant color and asked: "What painting?"

The emperor said: "The only picture your mother left in this world..." His eyes softened when he thought of the small leaves. Whispered: "You haven't seen her, take a good look at it... It's true that your mother is really not like you."

Fan leisure glimpsed a little, and listened to his sigh and sighed: "Although generally beautiful and innocent. The partiality of the heart is very different. She is like a man who does not want to have an eyebrow, otherwise there will be no such name, she was the most hated. The so-called poetry and songs have to be practiced."

I thought that the son in front of him was the most famous poet in the world. The emperor suddenly felt that things were interesting. Haha laughed loudly and pointed to Fan Xian: "The poems she made have the potential to swallow, but she only married her. The local temperament is too different from yours... too big."

Hong Zhu looked at the **** outside the building and anxiously urged his eyes. He listened to his majesty and had a happy conversation with Xiao Fan. Where can I dare to go to the front.

Fan Xiao laughed and curiously asked: "Mother of the mother... the poem she made, has she heard it?"

"There is only one." The emperor leisurely recalled that year. Qingsheng said: "Northland scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. Inside and outside the palace city, but Yu Yu, the river up and down, suddenly lost. Mountain dance silver snake. The original Chi wax, want to compare with the Tiangong test It is necessary to see the red makeup in the sunny day. It is extraordinarily enchanting. Jiangshan is so charming, attracting countless heroes to compete in the waist. Wei Wei Hanwu, slightly lose literary talent,

Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less popular. A generation of Tianjiao, Ximan sweating, only know the bow and shoot the big eagle. Going all the way, the number of romantic figures, still look at the present. ”

Wei Huang Hanwu? Tang Zong Song Zu? Fan’s face is very exciting, and it’s wonderful to get to the point of cramping.

The emperor glanced at him disapprovingly. Drinking and scolding: "Do you think this word is not good?"

Fan said with a bitter face: "...natural is full of momentum, but Chen does not know where this Hanwu, Tangzong, Songzu is." He thought, my mother, you have to change it completely. Yeah, what is the savage sweat... I really lost it to you.

The emperor explained: "It is rumored that it was the three generations before the ages."

Fan is quiet and dumb, thinking that the mother’s push is very similar to her own, just like talking to Zhuang Mohan in the night in Beijing, but all the unclear things are pushed before the ages, even in the annals. Where is the annals? I can't help but use it on the latrine.

The **** repeatedly asked, the emperor finally left the small building. When he left, some thin backs could not reveal the sentimentality.

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There are only two people in the small building, Hong Zhu and Fan Xian. After watching the emperor’s figure disappear into layers of frost and cold branches, Fan Xi finally couldn’t help but burst out and laughed loudly, haha. Haha, the sound is sounding through the small building, and I can’t tell you how to be happy.

Hong Zhu looked silly at the side, thinking that Fan Tisimo was not stimulated by the things in this day. Should he ask the doctor to see it?

After a long time, Fan Xian finally stopped because the first "Yuan Yuanchun brought ridiculous smiles, a little pain in his stomach, and he did not breathe. He said to Hong Zhu: "Nothing, I am going up, you Waiting for me downstairs."

In the process of going upstairs, Fan Xian still couldn’t stop laughing. The woman named Ye Liangmei was really a wonderful person, and thousands of good poems were not copied. At that time, it was also urgently urged by the Emperor Fan Jian... However, perhaps this old Mao’s talent is in line with the woman’s mentality?

When I walked upstairs, Fan’s smile was completely absorbed, and I replied to the calmness of the past. In a feudal dynasty, the mother’s copy of the word was actually the first anti-word. The emperor can say that she But can't say, no wonder she finally had such a serious conflict with the palace.

He sneered in his heart and left all the true feelings of the previous emperor in his chest, no longer reminiscent.

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When I came to the opposite side of the car, I picked up a few cups of cold tea, and Fan went into the door and stepped in. There was no hesitation and trembling, and I stood calmly before the portrait.

In the picture-in-picture is a yellow-shirt woman, the background is the big river. The woman stood on the side of the river on the side of the bluestone. The skirt on the river swayed with the wind of the river. Facing the direction of the river, the turbid waves in the river were empty, and the rocks were turned into sand. The people on the other side were faintly visible like the ants. Carrying stones or something, maybe those people are building river embankments.

The paintings of this painting are extremely subtle. The brush strokes are exquisite, but the style is majestic, and it is fine and grand, no matter the heavy scene on the other side of the river. It is still close to the mountains and rocks of the green and yellow, and they are all described in place. In particular, the big river that was tied between the Huangshan Mountains on both sides of the strait was even more choppy, the waves were white, and the momentum was pressing. Looking at the painting, it seemed that I could feel a strong river wind, which was seeping from the painting. Blowing on the viewer's face, I stood closer. It seems that I can hear the sound of the river slap on both sides of the strait...

But all of this is not the focus of this painting, anyone who is fortunate enough to see this painting. In the first time, I was attracted by the yellow-shirted woman standing on the shore. There was no extra thought to see the scenery figures elsewhere in the painting.

In fact, the woman in the yellow shirt only reveals one side, and the crystal earrings are surrounded by a few green earrings. It is gently fluttering, the sandal lips are slightly stunned, I don’t know what to think about. The most eye-catching, but her eyebrows, I saw that the eyebrows are as beautiful as a sword, not like a weak woman, but there is not a bit more male pride, just a clear and succinct, unspeakable love .

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But at this time, Fan’s eyes only stared at the square-inch eyes that the woman’s side of the painting would be able to see, and the look in the blind seemed calm. It always seems to contain more emotions.

In an instant, he remembered that in the northern Qiqi, the Xishan Cliffs outside the capital, Shaun once described his mother, yes, this is the look! - Soft, mournful, full of love and attachment to life, yearning for good things, sympathy for suffering, and confidence in changing all of this.

Fan sighed and slowly sat down and looked at the picture on the wall. He hadn't looked away for a long time. It seemed that he wanted to engrave the woman's face in his painting.

Cold tea is in hand, the old painting is currently, he is sitting silently in the partial room, do not know how long he has been sitting, did not notice the sun shift outside the small building, the wind and clouds slowed.

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The cold tea in his hand is still unsweetened. Fan is sitting on the lips for a while. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the yellow shirt woman in the painting and said softly: "You did a good job, but unfortunately... did not take care of yourself. ""

He paused and seemed to be nervous. He wanted to organize a more appropriate speech for the woman in the painting.

"Of course I am not as good as you, but please rest assured, I will take care of myself." He stood up and looked at the picture quietly, whispering: "You will stay here for the time being, and you will not come to him." I will take it away. After a few days, I will come to see you often." I don't know how long it will take.

Fan leisurely approached the picture, suddenly opened his face and smiled, and the spirit was very sorrowful: "All the way to the hustle and bustle... all the way. Let's do it."

After saying this, he got up and left the room.

The room was quiet.

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The door suddenly slammed and was hurriedly pushed away. Fan went back and returned, re-standing in the wing, looking straight at the woman in the painting, and suddenly asked:

"science?"

"Female doctor?"

The girl in the painting naturally cannot answer the questions raised by her son many years later, so it is only silence. Fan Xian’s heart is innocent, and immediately, he smiles and covers his wetness. He sincerely bows his body and says:

"Thank you."

Then he really left. The woman in the yellow shirt in the painting did not turn around, just watching the scene of the scene against the river, silent, facing the back of the fan, do not know how long it will reopen the door.

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