Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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In the quiet Suzhou long street, the clear sound of the wagon wheel covered the exclamation in the car.

After the three emperors were shocked, they said, "Can this lawsuit still be played?"

"Why can't you fight?" Fan said with a smile: "If you don't win, you can say it again, but you must fight."

After all, the three emperors are only nine years old and still a child. When they listened to this, they came to the interest and said, "Sir, let’s go to the fun, let’s hear Xia Qifei’s biological mother... now the old lady. Killed alive."

Fan sighed: "It’s a family lawsuit, it’s not a murder of the old case. It’s just a clause on the Qing law. It doesn’t mean anything.”

The three emperors are curious: "Mr., is it not?"

"No." Fan smiled and shook his head: "If this is a good thing... then why bother to do those hands and feet? Just drag the time, the longer the better."

The three emperors sat back in the chair in a sullen mood and looked at the strange street scenes that swept around. They subconsciously asked: "When is this time not going back to Huayuan, where is it going?"

Fan looked at him and said: "Your Majesty will let my high school learn with me, and my Highness has always been careful. Since today, my Highness has also come out with the minister... I will drop the way to learn something you will need to learn in the future."

The three emperors stunned and didn’t know what Fan said.

The carriage from Xicheng to Beicheng did not enter the place where the men were entrenched all the year round. Instead, they sneaked into the west along an alley, through the cover of the night. With the members of the team behind him, they were secretly alert. I got rid of the possibility of tracking and stalking, and disappeared into the city of Suzhou.

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The carriage stopped outside a house, and the terrain was secluded and extremely difficult to be noticed. Gundam came down from the driver's seat, grasped the handle of the long knife, and watched it in a cold and meticulous manner. After the fist gestured to indicate safety, Fan Xian led the three emperors' hands.

The six assassins who are staying with Fan Xian are now recovering. The only two people who are in good condition, Fan Xian is not willing to let them be born and died. Therefore, the current personal safety has been handed over to the Hu Wei and the Kai Nian team, and it is becoming more and more careful to do things.

Walking along the quiet doorway, the three emperors felt a little hairy, surrounded by darkness, but smelled a trace of fire in the nose. This feeling is a bit creepy.

The child grasped the palm of his hand in the subconscious.

Entering the house, going to another room, but it is a bedroom, there is an application in the room, a big bed dressing table... and even a couple in bed are sleeping!

The three emperors opened their mouths and did not make a sound for a long time. I wonder what is this play? Fan Xian sneaked a glimpse and looked back at the officials of the leading road supervision office.

The official looked unchanged and walked straight to the bedside, and the hook on the bed frame was only heard. The cloth on the top of the bed slowly pulled open, revealing a slanting downward road. Then I made a gesture.

In the process of doing all of this, the couple in the bed just moved in and did not react at all. They didn’t look at the bedside, they looked like they were stunned and fan-like. This pedestrian is like a ghost.

Fan leisurely looked at this scene, could not help but smile, scratching his head, always felt like a novel read in the past, but did not expect it to become a fact in front of his own eyes.

This private house is naturally a dark apartment in the city of Suzhou.

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At this time, the Three Emperors naturally knew what was coming today, took Fan’s hand, and carefully walked into the underground passage, and drummed in his heart, said: "Teacher, although the student is a prince, but In the middle of the rules, students are not qualified to know the secret house of the supervision."

Fan Xiaoxiao said: "Every state has three or five places in the city, it is not a strange business. As for the rules, there is nothing I can say here."

He is the supervisor of the Inspectorate. After Chen Pingping’s handwritten book, he has the absolute supremacy of the Supervisory Yuan.

When I heard Fan Xian said, the Three Emperors put a little bit of heart and continued to move forward under the shadow of those dark lights. In fact, the residence of the Supervisory Institute in Suzhou City is not the biggest, but it is the most secretive. After a short period of time, it will go to a secret room.

The indoor lights are quiet and smoldering, and the darkness reflects some of the forced rooms. There is a charcoal fire in the room, two soldering irons, several boxes of drugs, several benches, dozens of long or short, different shapes of metal sharps. .

It is the standard preparation of confession, especially the two dying, flesh-and-blood people on the criminal stand are even more clear.

Fan Xian sniffed this familiar and intimate breath, could not help but pumped his nose, feeling that the hands of the three emperors were tighter, and I couldn’t help but smile. This child is insidious in Kyoto in the palace, but still Children, where have you seen the general scene of these abattoirs.

The four officials who were confessing to the confession had already taken off their clothes because of the heat. They were doing things on the upper body. The boss who saw the boss of the boss suddenly came to the dark room and took a jump. He hurriedly looked around for clothes.

Fan Xian waved to stop their actions and said: "Continue to do things... How about asking?"

An official was wearing a sleeve and walked over to the table on the corner of the room. He took a few sheets of paper carefully and it was the confession.

Fan took a look and couldn't help but frown. It was because he kept remembering the things of Junshan. So in order to hurry up, I personally came to see the case of interrogation today. I didn't expect it to be several days. Still not much progress.

Two people who were arrested by the Inspectorate and have been on the way... It was on the night of March 22 that two assassins like Xiuzifei were assassinated in the south of Jiangnan!

On the same day, the two assassins were poisoned by six swordsmen. Seeing the machine very fast. I wanted to run away, but I didn’t expect it to be stunned by the sea otter on the way. Afterwards, Fan Xian naturally took it unceremoniously and hid it in a dark room, and forced to confess, just want to know a little Junshan. Insider - For the Supervisory Academy, Junshan will be somewhat mysterious, and even the inspectorate has no power to master. Worried about it.

A loose organization? But can you use the second sacrifice of the Qing Temple as a pawn?

Fan Xian frowned and looked at the results of the subordinates' forced confession. These two assassins are famous killers in Jiangnan. The martial arts are strong and sultry, but it seems that there is not much understanding of the Junshan Club, but it is only bought by the Ming family.

"Wake them up." He shook his head with some helplessness.

An official took a small bottle and put them on the nose of the two men on the torture stand, let them sniff, and saw that the two men struggled for a while. The muscles were twisted, the blood in the wounds ooze out again, and the people woke up.

The two assassins forcibly opened their eyes, and the fear in their eyes was faint. They had long since ceased to be hard-pressed when they were captured. It seems that these days they have been tortured by the cool people in the hospital.

Fan Xian and the three emperors sat on the bench that was not so clean. Fan idled the paper in his hand and whispered, "What do you think about Mr. Zhou...and what will happen to Junshan?"

The two assassins knew the means of the supervision institute. Since they were not prepared to be martyrs, of course they had to rush to answer them. They shouted in a voice: "Adult. Mr. Zhou is the account of the Junshan Club. As for what to do in it. The villain really do not know."

Fan Xianqi looked up in amazement: "Isn't Mr. Zhou not the big housekeeper of Mingjia?"

An assassin trembled and said: "The villain has only heard it once in a while. Regarding Junshan, I really only know this one."

"After a few days, the two are quite spirited. It seems that they have not suffered too much." Fan idled and shook his head.

The eyes of the two assassins flashed a desperate look.

The officials of the Supervisory Academy began to use the punishment to carry out such a work that was not aesthetically pleasing but repetitive and boring. The horrible sounds in the torture chamber were one after another, and they were so fierce that they could not reach the ground.

Fan Xian did not cover the eyes of the three emperors.

The three emperors looked at this scene, his face pale, but forcibly controlled his head without turning to the side, just watching this **** scene, suddenly feeling the food in his belly, some uncontrollably want to go outside the throat, chest depressed No.

Fan took a box of ointment from his arms and took a touch with the tip of his index finger. He rubbed it under the nose of the Three Emperors and said softly: "The matter of Junshan will have been reported to you... The courage of the other party is so big. His Royal Highness will understand what kind of courage the other party has. For today's enemies and future enemies, we must learn some means, but...we must not be intoxicated."

The three emperors know that Fan is teaching himself.

On the other side, the fresh meat on the chest of the assassins has been mixed with blood, turning into a sizzling mass of meat on the iron plate.

"You can't treat criminal punishment, coolness... as a supreme prescription for maintaining the imperial rule. You can't rely on this kind of means. Widely woven the net, there are still fish that slip through the net, and you can't get all the information you need. Fan Xian calmly said: "The way to go down, the principle of tempering justice and strictness, the letter is not doubtful, the doubt is resolutely not used, the basis of the width, the rest is only a small means of helping the shop."

The three princes got a very cool taste in their noses, and they were slightly malicious. They also understood the meaning of Fan Xian. The great difference between Ming Qingda and Xia Qifei clearly shows that Fan Xianxin does not. Suspicion, doubts are resolutely not necessary to do things, and to come to watch the crime tonight, is to let yourself understand that not all powerful means can work.

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“It’s not bad to ask the Ming family.” Fan Xian comforted his subordinates: “Handle the paper supply well and make the two people’s injuries good and useful in the future.”

After leaving the intruder of this inspectorate in Suzhou City, Fan’s mood was a bit heavy. He initially expected to be able to trace the traces of Junshan. I didn’t expect the two assassins to ask anything, so I had to follow the way. I have taught the three emperors some things, in fact, just to cover up some of his own helpless jealousy.

Sitting on the carriage back to Huayuan, he thought about it. After all, the Inspectorate is the secret agency of His Majesty. There are many things that cannot be done in a bright and honest manner. Therefore, from the perspective of organizational organization, there are inherent limitations. For example, the number of people cannot be too large... So far, it is far from the important town of Jiangnan. Although it has always been an important monitoring area, the manpower is still It seems quite inadequate.

To investigate the mysterious organization of Junshan, which is floating on the clouds, the power of the supervision institute in Jiangnan is far from enough.

at this moment. Fan Xian hopes that Xiaoyan can be by his side, but he also understands. Yan Bingyun is now in charge of the four places, it is impossible to go out of Beijing easily, and most of the work that he is directly affiliated to, also need to say that Ice Cloud helps Deng Zi get the idea.

Even if Wang Qinian is there, maybe things will be much easier.

He sighed.

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Yang Jimei not only gave Huayuan hands to the imperial adult, but also left the next servant chef in the garden. After the inspection by the supervision institute, it was confirmed that these people were doing their work, and Fan Xian did not refuse this kindness.

So, in addition to everything close to the body, Sisi began to enjoy the treatment of less grandmother, although she is somewhat uncomfortable. But there is no way. And the few poor little hoes Fan Fan bought on the way down the south of the Yangtze River did not have the opportunity to do anything rough, and really raised the big ring of the big family.

Especially worthy of praise is the chef who Yang Jimei left behind, the level is high. It can make the royal chef in the palace feel ashamed. Three meals a day turned over the tricks, so that Fan Xian can not give a door to Jiangnan cuisine. But willingly stay in the garden.

Sisi loves this cook most, and the three emperors naturally hate this cook.

On the morning of this day, Fan Xian, Haishu and the Three Emperors were drinking small porridge around the small table, mixed with ham and diced green cilantro. This porridge color is not very beautiful, but the taste is completely mismatched. At the place, it was extremely strange and weird. Fan Xian even drank three bowls, so that the thoughts of the porridge next to it were too late.

At this time, a few people came to the hospital for a trip, accompanied by a tiger guard. The few people came to the court, looked at the table and sat down with Fan San and the three emperors, and looked at the sea otter again, could not help but be surprised.

Fan Xian looked at the people who entered this place and became even more shocked. The people who came were Sang Wen and Deng Ziyue. The girl of Sang Wen had already gone to Jiangnan to help herself, but Deng Ziyue was not in Beijing, she was in Jiangnan. What to do? Waiting for Fan to see clearly the two people standing in the middle of the group, even more embarrassed to stand up in the subconscious, exclaimed: "Da Bao! How come you?"

Yes, the one who is between Sangwen and Deng Ziyue does not care about standing, demented, and some fat people who are looking around and looking around...not Dabao or who?

Organize collection

Fan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the hand of his big brother, and asked Deng Ziyue: "What happened? What about children?"

Deng Ziyue looked tired and said with a smile: "Mrs.'s body is not very good recently, so I will temporarily slow down the Jiangnan. It’s just... this young master is listening to come to see you, so at home.

Has been troubled, Shangshu adults sent the official to bring the young master to Jiangnan. ”

"Noisy." Fan sighed, but then it was a tight heart, anxiously asked: "Is the child not very good?"

"Oh, nothing." A gentle-faced smile, Sang Wen, the flesh of the cheeks is so amiable, replied: "The county owner is about the wind, some are lacking, and it will be good for two days."

She took two letters from her arms and handed them to Fan Xian, saying: "This is a letter to adults."

Fan took it over and saw it. It was written by his father. He also came and looked at it. He first put it in his arms and said with anger: "What is the meaning of this father? Jiangnan is now in a mess, how to send Dabao over? ”

At this time, Dabao suddenly grinned and glared at Fan’s ear and said, “Small leisure, this time I’m hiding and hiding, you have been hiding for so long... It’s amazing.”

Holding the porridge bowl, curiously staring at the three emperors at the door, I found that the horrible fan leisure, actually in front of this big fool... can no longer help, scream, the porridge that will always be in the mouth Sprayed out.

Deng Zi smiled slyly, and quickly and Sang Wen went up to the three halls to bow down, and did not dare to look at the fanless appearance of the fan, presumably these two roads were also ruined by the big treasure brother. Since Dabao has come, there must be people who are serving on this road, thinking about things, and quickly leaving the park to resettle those people. Fan Xian finally settled Dabao and first placed him in the back garden. Let the little shackles that have been done all day long to accompany him to melon seeds. At this time, the front hall was quiet.

Haishu got up and gave off the front hall. She knew that Fan Leisure had a lot to say with Deng Ziyue.

After Deng Ziyue entered the hall, he did not seem to see the village aunt, but the other party took the initiative to salute him, he still had to hurry.

Sitting on the table, Fan frowned and said: "I was thinking last night, and now I am really a few people. You are coming, but what about Beijing?"

"Jingli Xiaoyanzi looked at it. After receiving your report back to the Beijing Institute, the dean sent me to bring some people to help." Deng Ziyue explained: "More about the thing you want to prepare, two and three." I was busy for a few months to do it, and I just sent it along the way."

Fan idled his head and said: "I thought that someone else would have sent it. I didn't expect it to be you."

He glanced at the three emperors who were listening to the porridge and coughed twice. Please ask this young man to go out.

After the three emperors left some sullenly unhappy, Fan leisure frowned and said: "Why was the expression so strange when I came in?"

Deng Zi looked around and smiled and said: "When I left Beijing, it was too fierce in Kyoto... I said that you are walking with the girl of the North Qisheng girl, sitting on the same seat. Lying in the room... Unbearable, and the adults are now obsessed with the internal library, always avoid some suspicions, the officials in the middle of the DPRK are preparing to attack the adults... I didn’t expect to see the girl when I entered the park today. Only then did the rumors be true. I can't help but worry."

“Where is the same bed?” Fan sneered and said: “It’s also a loss for those who think about it. If you don’t talk about it, show me what you bring.”

Deng Zi carefully took out a flat box from his arms and handed it to Fan Xian’s hands.

Fan leisurely opened the lid and carefully looked at the piece of paper lying quietly in the middle of the box. The piece of paper was slightly white and yellow, and the edge of the paper was slightly rolled. It was seen for some years, and the writing on the paper was somewhat Awkward, it seems that the person who wrote is now near the end of the oil.

“It’s a good place to do it.” Fan leisure frowned. “Although this suicide note still does not play any role, but this family lawsuit has to be dragged down, it depends on this.”

Deng Ziyue replied: "The adults are relieved, and the two places work together. They refer to countless handwritings of the Ming Dynasty lords. They are also used to find the old papers that are hard to find today, plus the old craftsmanship and details. Pay attention, no one can see that it is a fake place."

"The Ming family certainly knows that it is a fake. The real one has long since been ruined." Fan said with a smile: "With the fake, we have a lot of professionals in this yard, and we will do fake antique business in the future. Earn a lot of money."

"I will send it to Xia Xifei later. I will open the case tomorrow, and the testament will be thrown there... Suzhou is afraid to be dumbfounded."

The investigation against Mingjia has been continuing, but it has not been effective. On the one hand, it is too hard to wipe out the traces of the Ming family. On the one hand, there are intricate relationships among the Jiangnan officialdoms to protect each other, and Suzhou Prefecture Naturally, it is also a part of it. Although Fan Xian has no way to directly smash Suzhou, it is still very easy to use the "closed Chenpi suicide note" to let the officials of Jiangnan Road be shocked.

When there was only one person left in the flower hall, Fan Xiancai took out two letters in his arms. He first swept it over and then looked at it carefully. The letter in his nephew was basically a Kyoto gossip, and occasionally The situation in the palace is just awkward.

The biggest advantage of his wife in Kyoto is that he can help the first time in the game and learn where the wind direction in the palace will blow.

The long princess returned to the Guangxin Palace, and the second hall quietly returned to the stage. The movement of the prince was the most secret. The old Queen Mother seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with Fan’s arrogance in Jiangnan.

The strangest thing is that the emperor is still calm, this ... the emperor of the murder, how to make the world so messy, what good for him? Where does his confidence come from?

Fan sighed, his fingers gently rubbing the letter paper with a hint of fragrance. Suddenly, the thoughts of his nephews came up. He disappeared for several months. He knew his wife was in Kyoto and was worried and planning for himself.

After reading his father's letter, Fan Xian finally understood the purpose of Dabao's Jiangnan.

Fan Shangshu is in the letter, and should find a time to send Dabao to Ganzhou. After resignation, the lord Lin Ruoxi shunned in Zhangzhou, and he had not seen his son for a long time. Fan Fan sent Dabao to Ganzhou, naturally. You can also take a look at your old-fashioned old man.

This excuse is very good, the emperor can't object.

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