Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Slightly talked about gossip, Fan Xianji once again proposed to ask Grandma to go to Kyoto to support the elderly, just like that night, the old lady directly expressed her attitude with silence. Fan leisure could not help but sigh and said: "Why don't you want to go?"

The old lady knows that he said that the land is a winter child. He smiled and said: "Kyoto is a big place. Not to mention that winter is so close to you. Don't forget, these big girls around you are being taught by you. The earth's heart is higher than the sky. Hard and hard, no one is jealous."

Fan leisurely groaned and touched his head. I thought it was this truth. Now I still stay in the government. Xiaoya is the smallest one among her. It’s also a habit to watch the mouth. In the past few days, I came back to the house with my own man to see my own Xiaoqing... The young man in Xiaoqing was still a well-known scholar, and the result was that the atmosphere was not dare to be heard before Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing Xiaoya is like this, not to mention the winter child sister and the usual sly thoughts... This big head of the house is really spoiled by himself. It is also badly taught. The incomparable role does not lie in the eyes of the rules of the world. Although the appearance is soft, the heart is clear.

Fan thought about it, and smiled with some self-satisfaction. Even if he couldn’t change the world too much, but at least changed a few women’s thoughts and lives, it’s not bad... Of course, he has to follow him. With this kind of welfare, if there is no big mountain behind him, these four big scorpions are tempered, I am afraid that it is impossible to walk in this world.

No words for one night.

On the second day, there was a message from Zhangzhou City that it was a certain son of a certain house who was smashed by a person, spit out a few bowls of blood, and rushed to find a doctor to save him back, lying in bed.

There are no glimpses of the murderous people, and Zhangzhou has always had a simple folk customs and good public security. The people are honest and have no suffocation, and this kind of dignitary has been beaten by people. It has never been heard.

The whole of Zhangzhou was shocked. The adults in Zhizhou were furious and prepared to investigate the case and give the former teacher a big ground. But when the master made a few words in his ear, the adults of the state immediately calmed down. I went to the tea and went to drink tea.

The wise man in Zhangzhou slowly guessed the reason for this incident. No one dared to talk too much. The land was hit by the son of the son. Although he was resentful in his heart, he did not dare to yell at the world. Instead, I respectfully send people to the Children's Small House. I will pay for the medical expenses and compensation for the two years.

Things are very fast, and the people of Zhangzhou know that the young Fan family is not a person who loves to be a fool. It is just a short-term person, not worried.

After a few more days, a secret from Kyoto and a newspaper from the Jiangnan District, and sent to the Earl's House. Fan leisure looked down at the two thin papers, knowing that his trip to Ganzhou came to an end. At that time, my heart could not help but rush out.

After all, he is the discretionary power of Jiangnan Road, the supervisory bank of the supervisory institute, and he is still young and healthy. It is impossible to learn from Chen Pingping to hide in his favorite place to support the elderly.

Although Ganzhou is good, always leave the land.

In the morning of the next day, Fujiko Jing took Lin Dabao and the Three Emperors to go fishing again, and Fan Xian finally realized his commitment to the children. Holding her little hand, stepping on the steps slowly with two people. The land of the state, feeling the atmosphere of this place, carried out a rich day trip to Ganzhou.

After the husband and wife were small and easy to accommodate, they went to the lively market. They went to the beach on the dockside and looked at the beautiful white birds that were hated by Hong Changqing. They screamed at the door behind the Earl’s Court. This went to the quiet and extremely grocery store.

The nephew smiled gently all the way, letting the husband lead his own hands or walking slowly, she knows. All this is the most beautiful memory of Fan Xian, he brought himself today, I hope he can share him too. The most gentle part of my heart.

The grocery store is quiet and the dust is still so thick.

Both husband and wife are lazy, naturally too lazy to clean. Just standing in the room looking around, talking about old things.

The nephew listened quietly to Fan’s emotions and recalled his childhood. The apex couldn’t help but tremble, thinking that it was not only that he was alive and dangerous in the palace since he was a child, but he was a childhood, and he was happy. There are so many hardships and hardships.

She gently held the kitchen knife and smiled and said: "Is that uncle used this knife to cut the radish and give you wine?"

Fan leisure laughed happily and nodded.

He took a look at him and said, "Drinking sorghum at a young age is not afraid of being drunk."

Fan laughed and said nothing.

Lin Biaoer suddenly looked at the big eyes and curiously said: "Where is the cliff where you practiced? Is it like the steep **** on Cangshan? Can you take me?"

Fan leisurely said, "The place is dangerous, you can't go to the ground."

Lin Biaoer snorted, and the face was fluently expressed with a strong regret.

Fan took a look at her and suddenly said, "Hold me."

Lin Biaoer snorted and immediately smiled. His hands were worn from Fan’s arms and hugged him tightly. Just like he was in bed that night, he was afraid that he would disappear. He was even more afraid that he would be so immersed in it. State atmosphere.

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On the cliff above the high cliffs of Zhangzhou, Fan Xian and Lin Yier held hands on the edge of the cliff. The first few steps were the abyss. It was the ocean, and it was a snowflake.

The sea breeze rushed to the surface, and the sun on the top of the head looked farther away than on the ground. It was covered with a layer of aperture, and it didn't look so blazing.

The child's breath was slightly messy, the cheeks fluttered red, but there was little fear in his eyes. This road was carried by Fan Fan on the cliff. It was the most exciting experience of the girl's family in life. Those slippery and steep cliffs. I don't know. How did she come up. So that she stood on the edge of the cliff at this time, but she was not afraid, it seemed to be numb.

She looked at each other with a wink and glance at the city of Zhangzhou, and found that she could not see the details of the houses.

She turned her head again and looked at her face calmly. She whispered and said: "...in the past... every day?"

"Yeah." Fan said with a smile: "From the age of six or seven? You can't remember it. Anyway, except for my uncle, you are the third person to come."

Lin Yuer vomited her tongue and said that it was the biggest secret of Fan’s heart. He could be brought up by him... The girl’s home was filled with a sweet touch, but it was a bitter bitterness. She slowly relied on it. With a leisurely arm, he said: "I have always felt that I have suffered in the palace. Now I know that you are more bitter than me."

Little age. I am forced to climb the mountain. What is the land? Naturally, I am worried that someone will come to kill myself and grow up in such a terrible environment. For the boy in the past, how much torture is it, thinking about it here, and the children are more powerful than the men who seem to be powerful. A sympathy.

Fan Xianwei smiled and said: "What is the pain? Don't want to die. Naturally, I have to work harder. Actually... Compared with other people in this world. You and I are already a dense can, so don't talk hard. At least we don't have to think about whether the next meal has to be eaten, whether there is clothes to wear, whether it will be sold by parents to a brothel to be a prostitute or a big teapot."

The nephew listened calmly to the side.

"I'm superficially slick... all out of the house."

Fan Xian looked at the golden light on the sea. "In fact, you should know. I can say that this is the world's most dedicated, hardest, most diligent person."

The nephew nodded, and Fan Yu was even in the middle of the Cangshan years after the wedding. He did not forget to practice twice a day. In fact, he was quiet and hardworking with the realm and power. The world often only saw it. Xiao Fan’s glamorous side, but did not even think about how much sweat and effort he paid for this side.

"It’s like this from a very small time." Fan said slowly: "No one can understand why I am so harsh on myself."

My nephew only understood a little. So listen to him quietly.

Fan has paused for a moment, slowly closing his eyes and whispering against the wind in the sea of ​​Zhangzhou: "In fact, the reason is very simple... I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die."

"Just like I used to say the words when I was young, I was so drunk that I knew the situation, I was heavy and dead, and I didn’t die. I never know how terrible death is."

"I want to live in this world, so I have to be arrogant, I have to make myself strong."

"And you don't know, when you are used to lying in bed, you can't move, you want to toss yourself, you can't move a finger... Suddenly God gave you a chance to toss. You will be grateful to God, and intoxicated to toss go with."

Fan Xian was intoxicated in his own memories of the two worlds. He was not able to understand the children around him, and some of them did not know why he looked at his handsome face and looked at the face suddenly appeared. His age is completely incompatible with the vicissitudes of life, the hearts of his collections are big, his heart is big, and he feels that his heart is also with his heart. There is a sorrow of unclear and unclear.

The eyes of the nephew were slightly wet, and some of them struggled with their feet, licking their own sleeves, and wiped their eyes for Fan.

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Back to Zhangzhou Province, the pro-travel trip ended like this. Just before leaving, Fan was busy with her in the old lady’s study room for a long time, and the news came from Kyoto. These two seem to be the most gentle, but the coldest The grandparents and grandchildren had a serious dialogue.

When leaving the study, Fan’s face was a little heavy.

Back in the room, my nephew carefully asked: "What happened?"

"Nothing big." Fan thought for a while, calmly said: "The book in the history of the DPRK is a natural thing. I am in the middle of Jiangnan Road, and I am going to play in Zhangzhou. It is definitely hindering many people. The key is. I heard a message that was not very comfortable."

"What news?" The children who saw the husband's face showed a rare irritability, could not help but laugh, "can make you mess up."

Fan sighed a bit. He smiled bitterly: "Yan Xiaoyi also wants to return to Beijing to report his duties during the New Year, and he is about to enter Beijing at the same time as me."

Yan Xiaoyi? Qing Guozheng, the governor of the Northern Plains, was the leader of the banned army, and the king of the country was famous for his superpowers... The most important thing is that this person is a long princess and is quite famous in the military, even if he is a majesty. And will not rush to suppress him before there is no evidence.

And such a person who returns to Beijing will inevitably go directly to Fan.

Fan Xian still remembers today, when he sneaked into the palace, he encountered a terrible arrow.

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The child frowned and said: "Don't you want to recover from the front of the temple?"

Fan took a look at her with amazement, and immediately laughed and patted her head. I thought that my wife was very sensitive in this aspect of the smell, nodded and said: "I heard that it is the meaning of the Privy Council, the military suggested to resume the military. To reinvigorate the morale of the people."

"How do you say?" The child was worried. She knew in her heart that Qingguo was a country that immediately took the world. It was always a military force. It was only after three northern expeditions. Under the guise of rehabilitating, in preparation for another battle, it turned its attention. Wenzhi also stopped the most important annual martial arts meeting many years ago.

"Your Majesty will not object," Fan said with a smile. "This is a good thing. The court has been in good health for a long time. Even the Jiaozhou geoscientists have changed. It is natural to have a head to gather the military."

After Lin Xiaoer was silent for a little, she suddenly said: "I am afraid... it is for you to come to the land."

"I am a civil servant." Fan said with a smile, but I also felt a bit of a problem in my heart. He was different from the view of the two emperors on the Liujing River. The two emperors always thought that the emperor would let Fan Fu deal with the Jiaozhou Navy. Songkou let Fan leisure contact familiar with military affairs, but Fan Xian thought that his tough and extremely "father of the emperor" thought of the opposite problem. He killed Chang Kun, and sinned the party. No matter how the military faction I am afraid that those generals and generals will hate themselves in their hearts.

Your Majesty still does not want to let the supervisory courts gently touch the military power...

The nephew looked at him and sighed and said: "You are a civil servant, but... you are also a master of martial arts."

Fan Xianmei’s eyebrows picked and said: “What do you mean is that Yan Xiaoyi’s return to Beijing will challenge me on the martial arts?”

Qing people are good Wu. Although the atmosphere has gradually faded over the years, but the strong taste in the hearts of the public officials is simply stunned. Just like Ye Linger can throw a knife outside the palace outside the courtyard to challenge Fan Fei, duel It is still a legitimate thing in the country. Not to mention the occasion of the court. No one is willing to retire.

But Fan is willing to retreat, he sneered: "It's childish. He wants to be with me, I want to fight with him?"

In his heart, martial arts is used to kill people, not to fight in a fight. If you want to kill, Fan is asking yourself how many more efficient and safer the duel than duel - duel? The children’s home game. Fan Xian suddenly felt that the Qing Dynasty’s military was somewhat childish and could not help but sneer.

The child sighed and said softly: "This method is directly effective, but it is stupid... The mother should not be stupid enough to let Yan Xiaoyi challenge you in the palace. No matter whether he wins or loses, Yan Xiaoyi does not dare to hurt. You, look down at you with your eyes. So I also feel that I can't understand the truth of this. Maybe we want to be partial. Yan Xiaoyi is the governor of the Northern Con, and has not returned to Beijing for two years. It is also the case."

Fan Xian suddenly had a good idea in his heart, and his brow wrinkled. If Yan Xiaoyi’s return to Beijing was related to the so-called martial law, it could only prove that the force in the court finally tried to challenge the authority of the royal family. But... What does the long princess rely on?

"If I avoid the war, it is weak." Fan said with a smile: "But you know, I don't care about these faces."

This is a lie, Fan Xian is also a person who loves the vain. If it is the military of other places, it will challenge the fan leisure on the martial arts. Fan’s eyes will not blink, and the other party will not directly hit the other mother. Know, then add a Phnom Penh to your place name. But... that person is Yan Xiaoyi.

Fan Xianxin asked himself. Even now that his injury has already healed, he has won the help of the sea and the sky. He has already stood firmly at the peak of Jiu Pindi, but he has to face the superpower of the world. Still can't find anything to go.

There are two people on their side who can resist Yan Xiaoyi, Haiyan and Shadow. The problem is that these two people cannot make their own shots.

There is still someone on your side who can easily kill Yan Xiaoyi, Wu Zhushu, the problem is... Wu Xiu Shu once again left home.

Fan is in a state of tension, suddenly excited inexplicably, the tip of the nose seems to smell the salty and wet taste on the sea cliff. If you return to Beijing, you really have to fight against Yan Xiaoyi, and you don’t rely on those small means. What level can it be achieved?

Kyoto. Feng Lei, the strong, the contest, these words are tempting the uneasy peace of mind.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly looked up and smiled and said softly: "I don't want to fight, but... how about trying to kill him?"

The nephew stared at the big eyes and was speechless.

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(To leave Chuzhou, I know that some friends feel that this section is longer, but before I entered Zhangzhou, I said in advance that this paragraph is a very important paragraph that I think, I will write very carefully.

Fan leisurely returned to Ganzhou, this is the content I was enthusiastically expecting when I wrote the first volume. I hoped for nearly a year and finally hoped to come back. How can I teach me to miss it? How can I teach me not to be mindful? Don't write winter children... I will fan myself, huh, huh.

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