Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The second day is the day before the third day. This is not nonsense, because the third day, the child will return to Beijing. Fan is used to keeping his wife and family away from filth, so he set the time on the second day. . This wind and the wind, the snow is getting more and more melted, the wet water on the Tianhe Street, the snow-filled stone pool on the street, finally flowing, with snow and dead leaves, go to the low-lying place.

The gates of the four cities in Kyoto are responsible for the security guards. The thirteen city gates are directly under the palace. Don’t say that the Kyoto garrison can’t go in, it’s the military’s elders in the Privy Council. There won't be too many actions on the bright side. Every night, the Kyoto City Gate will be closed. In the history of the Qing Dynasty, in addition to the **** coups and several large natural disasters and frontier turmoil messengers, there is no precedent for nighttime opening.

The old dean of the Supervisory Academy, Chen Pingping, is an exception. He lives in Chen Yuan outside Beijing, and his Majesty gives the dean the privilege of being an adult. He can enter Beijing at night.

But only this special case, except for Chen Pingping, no one can go to Kyoto in the middle of the night without a royal life, but after Fan Xishou is in charge of the supervision, this special case has one more person.

Therefore, even if the Kyoto garrison Yuantai battalion discovered the body of Yan Shen’s corpse, it was reported to the class and finally reported to the general who knew Yan Shen’s true identity... The generals in the big camp were shocked and feared, there is still no way to inform the adults in Kyoto. We.

Kyoto garrison commander Qin Heng was the news that was known the next morning.

Then I went back to Beijing to report to the governor of the northern governor, Yan Xiaoyi, and I also knew the news.

His biological son was assassinated in the camp last night.

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Yan Xiaoyi sat on the edge of the bed, and his feet were wide open. This was the habit of riding a horse for many years in his military career. His eyes looked at the messenger in front of the door with some indifference, slightly biased, and some did not dare. Believe in your own ears.

"Master." The two 妾 妾 床上 on the bed suppressed the fear and uneasiness of the heart, struggling to get up, dressed for the Yan Dadu, washing and washing.

In the course of all this, Yan Xiaoyi maintained a kind of indifferent calm, and the hands in the hot water basin did not tremble.

He has been energetic since childhood. From the military, there is no woman at night. There are countless homes in the house. It is that there is no wife in this Kyoto house, but there are still five people who have stayed in the house. These two 妾 妾 are somewhat unbearable.

Yan Xiaoyi looked at the side of the plaque, and he used to be proud of his physical strength. But today he is somewhat different, and he feels a little disgusted with these charming women.

Woman, he has many, but son, he has only one.

He stood up calmly, tied the black gold jade belt around his waist, put on the snow-blocking cockroach, and went out. There were long-time soldiers outside the gate waiting for the generals who were horrified in Kyoto.

Looking at the long bow and the feather arrow that he held in his heart, Yan Xiaoyi was somewhat lost in the horse. This is the case. Since then, he still looks calm and has a firmness in the dark. The color face is not the same.

The hooves gradually disappeared from Yanfu, and two of the maidens in the palace died in bed, and the blood was soaked in the whole road.

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Under the guards of the soldiers, Yan Dadu oversaw the city gate and came to the Yuantai Grand Camp, not far from the face. He looked indifferent and did not look at the big battalion general who came to appease himself. It was the rushing Qin. Heng, he was also turned a blind eye.

He entered the Chinese military account directly.

The body of Yan Shen’s body was placed in the account. No one dared to move the body, because everyone was waiting for the Yan Dadu to personally look at it.

Yan Xiaoyi stood in front of his son's body. He hadn't spoken for a long time, but his brow wrinkled slightly. After a long time, his eyes narrowed and he reached out and pulled his son's already stiff palm.

The hand of the dead was very tight, and Yan Xiaoyi pulled it very hard. He broke his son's finger two times. He took out the same thing from his son's palm and then lifted it to his eyes and examined it in detail.

The skylight outside the account came in, and a slight fold from the jade was shot into Yan Xiaoyi’s eyes, causing his pupil to shrink slightly.

He knew this jade, and there was a small sword on the jade, and a few words on the other side, so his heart was cold and it burned again.

The rest of the generals in the middle of the army did not know what this jade represents. Qin Heng sighed and pacified a few words. He also expressed the Qin family’s sincere apology for this matter. The son of a big governor is at home. The controlled battalion was assassinated. In any case, the Qin family must bear great responsibility.

Yan Xiaoyi nodded slightly and finally spoke. His voice was hoarse and he said slowly: "Little Houye need not say much."

Qin Heng silently said after a while: "Please ask the Governor to mourn."

Yan Xiaoyi’s face did not mourn. He asked Yuantai’s camp to take himself to the camp where his son had lived. He went in alone and stayed in the camp for a long time.

All the people were waiting outside for him and didn't dare to bother him.

In the camp, the last conversation with his son's breath, Yan Xiaoyi walked out from the hole behind the camp, looking at the woods, watching the snow on the beaches, some scattered blood stains, one No words.

Returning to the middle army account again, Yan Xiaoyi looked at his son's body and lowered his head. He suddenly reached out and took the arrow inserted in the heart of his son's body and pulled it out with a slight force.

With a bang, the arrow left the body and fell into the hands of Yan Xiaoyi. He inserted the arrow into the arrow carried by the soldiers and then turned and said to Qin Heng: "Burn it."

The hooves revived, leaving the Yuantai camp and heading for Kyoto. Even if his son was assassinated, he could be a court lord. Yan Xiaoyi still wants to stay in Kyoto. This is the inconvenience caused by power.

The cold wind blows the face.

The soldiers of the Northern Army were all grief and anger. They had been fighting against the Northern Qi people for many years in the northern Xinjiang of the Qing Dynasty. They believed that they had contributed to the country, but they did not expect that some people in Kyoto would dare to assassinate Dudu's son!

Yan Xiaoyi still looks the same, but said to the intimate intimacy: "Not four swords, the killer shed blood, nine products."

That jade shows the path of the killer. The strength of Yan Shen’s independence and the price paid by the person illustrate the standard of the person. He was riding a horse with him and said: "After Ye Zhong left Beijing, there were only a few people on the face of Kyoto's Jiu Pin Ming. Nowadays, Dudu and Xiao Fan are returning to Beijing, and there are two more people. It is only hidden in the dark. Some, such as the supervision institute."

Undoubtedly, after Yan Xiaoyi returned to Beijing, he was the first to bear the brunt of the supervisory department. Especially before the Privy Council, Fan’s whip waved to him, and the confrontation in the dark became The conflict that is about to break out.

Therefore, Yan Shen’s death alone, everyone will associate Fan Xian for the first time.

"It’s not a fan." Yan Xiaoyi said indifferently: "But it must be related to Fan."

The gate was in front of him, and the negative arrow saw the big governor with a worried look. He thought that if it was really related to the little fan, what would the Governor do? Is it in Kyoto that one arrow shot the illegitimate child of His Majesty?

Yan Xiaoyi blinked slightly, didn't say anything, just coughed twice, then covered his lips, and a trace of blood flowed out of his fingers.

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Last night's assassination did not preach, and the news that Yan Xiaoyi's son was defensive in Kyoto did not know much. Second, the time was too short, and even the Ministry of Supervision did not get the relevant details. The civil servants of the Qing court are divided into two systems. Naturally, there are not many ministers who know the matter.

Today is the Xiaochaohui, the ministers at the entrance of the palace are gathered together in twos and threes, each with its own hills, but the relationship between the Prince of the East Palace and the Second Highness has been eased, so the two officials are not too far away.

However, Fan Shu, the head of the family department, whispered something between the two university students in the middle of the book. No one was close to the three people.

A whip, the palace door slowly opened, the banned army commanded the great emperor to calmly walked out, and bowed to the heads of several bosses, and everyone quickly returned. Since more than a year ago, after the Majesty’s Grand Emperor was in charge of the palace ban, the defense of the entire palace was really impregnable, and the great emperor was also a diligent person. Every time he had a meeting, he would personally be on duty, no Because of the identity of his own day, there is a difference.

For the sake of this, the ministers of the upper dynasties all had a sense of fear.

The ministers sneaked in, and the Shang Dynasty discussed with the Qing emperor the gossip of the world. The palace gate was quiet again. The snow on the square in front of the palace had already been cleaned, revealing the wet bluestone below, and was swept away. The snow ridges in the square to form a half-human snow pile, such as a dwarf city.

A carriage came from the long snow pile. The body of the horse was full of black water. The guards of the gate and the guards inside the door immediately knew the identity of the man in the carriage. Curious and excited.

The Emperor’s hand greeted the sword and greeted him. He helped the young officials who had some inconvenience in the carriage, and the two whispered something all the way, and entered the palace all the way.

The soldiers inside and outside the palace gate did not dare to speak out. They just looked at the scene with the light of the light, until the figure of the great emperor and the young official disappeared into the palace. The talents spit out a sigh of breath and excitedly whispered. Discuss it.

"Is there any? I said that the relationship between the Great Hall and him is good. It seems that it is not a fake."

"What is this strange, it is a brother."

"Brother?" Someone sneered: "I don't remember how Van Tiss had cleaned up His Highness a year ago?"

"Beep!"

Although the celebration of the national customs is open, there are few things that are punishable by words. However, at the entrance of this Huanghuang Palace, there is a big talk about the gossip of the royal family. It cannot be said that these have followed the great emperor Xifo Hu Man, and later belonged to the banned army stationed on the post. The soldiers really dared to reach the extreme.

The two little eunuchs watched the banned army like a fairy.

"That is the legendary little fan?" A guard was obviously in the palace, and his face said with excitement: "Sure enough, as in the legend, the birth is as handsome as the god, but the color does not seem so good. ""

"Crap! It was only assassinated a few days ago. I was so badly injured. How could it be good... It’s strange to say that Xiao Fan’s injury is really good, so I can walk down now, how? So eager to come to the earth?"

"Don't forget, Xiao Fan is the youngest nine-good master in Daqing!"

"But when it comes to killing..."

All the people suddenly silenced and knew that this was a terrible thing. It is better to talk less.

Fan Xian and the great emperor walked in the palace. I don't know what these people are talking about, but the big prince is also curious. Why is his injury not so good, he is eager to enter the palace.

"How come so urgently into the palace? There has been some chaos in the palace recently, and there is some tension in investigating what you are being killed."

Fan Xia said with a smile: "Forgot? I remember to send the palace to the past. It should be the big princess personally pick it up... I will treat you at the moon in the evening. I have the strength of the guests, but I don’t hurry to go to the palace to report, I am afraid. Your arm will hit my ass."

"You should call the emperor, or the nephew, how can you still call the big princess?"

"Free, the great emperor listened to awkwardness, always thinking of Ye Linger's gimmick, the name of the scorpion is even worse... I don't want to be reviled by Taichang Temple Zhengqing, my surname is Fan, you can surname Li." This is a bit wild, at least as a courtier and the big hall, it seems a bit unruly.

The great prince knew his mind and smiled helplessly. Suddenly he said aloud: "Do you know that thing?"

"What is it?" Fan leisure frowned slightly.

"Yan Xiaoyi's son was assassinated last night." The big prince stared at Fan's eyes, as if he wanted to judge from his eyes whether the assassination had anything to do with him.

Fan leisurely raised his eyebrows, too lazy to deliberately play the look of surprise, said: "Death is dead, anyway, it is not my person, you do not guess, this matter has nothing to do with me."

The great emperor looked at him and shook his head: "Whether it has anything to do with you, I am afraid that this matter will be recorded on your head."

"Remember it." Fan leisurely smiled and said: "I have a lot of enemies in this world, and I don't care more than one or two."

"That person is... Yan Xiaoyi." The great emperor added a tone to remind him.

Fan Xian didn't have anything to do, but he thought about it. The big hall next to him had some strength in the military. At this time, I was afraid that the city gate would just open. He could actually know the story that happened in the Yuantai camp.

When the big prince saw him, he ignored it and frowned. "This thing is not so good. Think about it. In the camp of the garrison in Kyoto, it was actually mixed by the assassin. Don't think about having a good time, this thing... it's too arrogant."

Fan Xian heard the meaning of his words, could not help but sneer, said: "Yuantai big camp? Some days ago, there are people who dare to move the military's defending city to murder the imperial minister in the valley... Who is it? Let go of some?"

The great prince saw him angry. He also knew that he lost a lot of men in the valley killing. He had to turn the subject and asked: "When is the morning scorpion coming back? The emperor and my mother did not know how long, I am afraid that the coming year is I can't bear her to go to Jiangnan."

Fan Xian said: "Minger is here, right, the Princess of the Hu people brought me back... In addition, I bought a house in the Lane of the Leek, the place is remote and quiet, it is suitable for hiding."

When the big prince listened to this, Nane asked: "What is Tibetan?"

Fan took out a deed from his arms and threw it at him. He said, "Give you a mistress."

The big prince didn't know how to speak, and glanced at him with annoyance. He said: "After the predecessor, a poem, Xian Hui Yongya, is a face, who knows it is a bitter and savvy fox mouth."

"This is true indeed." Fan Xian said proudly: "I have enough reputation for this thing. Next, I will tear this face away and accompany the big guy to have fun."

The big prince was slightly shocked and frowned. "You invited so many people at night, what do you want to do? Don't be fooled."

"How come? It’s all in the sky, and I’m too late.” Fan Xian sneered and said: "But your thoughts are clear to me. I don’t want my brothers to smash walls, and hurry them."

The great emperor disagreed and said: "The ugly words in this statement are all a fellow countryman. Waiting for the holy sect is that you are also somewhat measured."

"Don't talk." Fan idled his head and said: "It's still an old saying, I am surnamed Fan... but you can rest assured that I don't have the hobby of cutting my fingers. As long as they are honest today, they will be honest. I naturally It won't do anything."

The great emperor laughed. After Fan Yi thought for a while, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself. From the ancient times to the present, history books can be seen. Very few young ministers dare to threaten Prince and Prince like this, not to mention the Prince. Still using the tone of this lesson, this thing seems a bit ridiculous.

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Fan Xian insisted that his name was Fan, but he knew that if he was not because he should have surnamed Li, he would not have enough strength to negotiate with the royal family, and even this qualification did not, according to his own style of acting, I am afraid that I will die before I am a long time ago.

So when he waited for a long time in the royal study room, and finally saw the emperor Laozi who entered the curtain and surnamed Li, he was still respectful, but occasionally showed a hint of coldness and embarrassment.

The so-called all the way to play, consistent.

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