Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The emperor once said in the palace that he wants to use Yan Xiaoyi and dare to use Xiaoyan B. When the time comes, Fan Xian can't wait to stretch a microphone and ask him. What is your mood like? What is his mood like? I want to see people's heart, be careful to see the seven bloodshed.

Until today, Fan Xi has only a touch of feelings about the emperor. It is reasonable to say that this does not need to worry so much about the survival of the country, the life and death of the emperor, but for the future of himself and his loved ones, he has to do his best, this is Helpless.

The carriage came out of the South Gate, and the four wheels were reversed by the hard ridge. In fact, some of the fans suddenly woke up, and opened the curtain and went out, yawning and going south. Look on the official road.

At this time, it was already in the afternoon. There were not many people entering the city. The city gates responsible for the city gate and the soldiers guarding the Kyoto garrison in charge of the defense were doing some daily work, and saw a black carriage in more than a dozen. The protection of the officials of the Supervisory Academy came to the gate of the city, and everyone was shocked.

Looking at the young officer who was yawning under the carriage, everyone immediately guessed his identity. The city gate of the Tiannan City Gates got the news and rushed over to give Fan Xian a bench and offer it. Hot tea.

Fan is also welcome, holding a tea bowl and screaming.

Not waiting for a long time, a fleet of vehicles appeared at the end of the official road, along the row of wild trees on the horizon, gradually approaching, and soon came to the city gate.

Fan Xian greeted him.

The team stopped, and the carriage was as high as seven Huweis, plus one of the six swordsmen who slammed into the ground and saluted him.

Fan freely waved. Let them get up, naturally, but also warm words to admire a few words, but not under the feet, directly boarded the carriage in the middle.

A curtain of the car. I saw that my nephew was wrapped in a blue cloth and slept, and the long lashes quietly lie on the white skin, and the bangs hang down in the forehead, covering the girl's tiredness.

Fan Xianyi, did not want to wake her up, just sat next to her, took the blue cloth wrapped in her arms, and looked at the opposite side with a puzzled look.

Sitting across from the side, thinking and squinting, whispered: "It was a long time last night, and the spirit is not good today."

Fan Xiao smiled. Did not say anything, indicating the team into the city, just whispered reminded up to others. Be careful when entering the city ridge, don't wake up the one in the carriage.

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The carriage passed through the small half of Kyoto Street and came to the quiet long street of Nancheng, stopping at the main entrance of Fan House.

The carriage stopped, and the nephew was fascinated. Under the subconscious, holding the arm that was not strong but powerful, and squatting twice, I felt that there was a long-lost warmth coming back to my side and drilling into the warmer arms.

But I woke up right away.

The girl's house was shocked. When I got up, I found out that I was already asleep, and put the heart back in my stomach. I couldn’t help but smile innocently and vomited my tongue.

"Hey..."

A string of extremely lively firecrackers sounded, awakening the leisure of sleep, he snorted a few words, but once he found an empty arm. I looked at it with a sigh of relief, but I saw my wife huddled in the chair corner and looked at herself.

The former nephew looked at Fan Xi, and found that Sisi was also opposite, and found that Fan was awakened by firecrackers. For a time, he felt so good and shyly flushed his face.

Fan looked at his wife and smiled. He grabbed the blue cloth in one hand and took the carriage in the other. He did not elaborate on anything. Instead, he complained: "Which house is a new bride? How is it so lively?" ?"

The nephew smiled and pointed at the Fanfu Gate and said: "I also feel weird. It is our family who are shooting, and we don't know if there is any happy event."

At this time, Sisi was holding a small parcel and came down. Looking at the people at the entrance of Fanfu, the red lights were hanging high, and the scene of the firecrackers screamed. It was also shocked and screamed and said: "Young master, little grandmother, is this welcome to come back from Jiangnan?"

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The team stopped at the gate of Fanfu. Fanfu was busy. Fan Fan looked at this scene curiously. He couldn’t help but grab the government’s Qingke Zhengtuo and asked: “Mr. Zheng, this is Which one?"

Zheng Tuo laughed and said: "Master, you have sealed the shacks today... This is a happy event. There are countless adults in the various departments. At this time, you are waiting for you to come back in the house, so Guangzong Yaozu, of course. I have to celebrate it."

Fan Xianyi, this thought that he has become a little grandfather, looked up at the circle of red cloth hanging on Fan Fu's forehead, could not help but smile.

Lin Biao looked at him with amazement and asked: "Is it public?"

Fan nodded.

Lin Biaoer listened to this, and all the eyebrows were happy. Even the thoughts outside the body could not be excused from the vulgarity. After all, in this world, always pay attention to these, a courtier can be so old at Fan’s age. Feng Gong, where to put it, is also a matter of exceptional glory.

All the way to go inside, all the way there is an official salute to come to Hexi, Fan is busy with the return of the ceremony, had to let the vines all the daughter-in-law out, first to take the children's thoughts and the few rings into the house. The servants of Fan Fu’s servants are full of spring breeze, and they are continually bowing to Fan’s leisure.

"Reward, reward."

All the way, there are rewards to send out, Fan Xian certainly does not feel bad, just feel so happy? Even the children and Sisi are happy, if the sister is at home, I don’t know if I will be happy.

Finally, I will clear up the matter, and the good students will send away the guests. Fan’s family gathers in the flower hall in the circle. Liu’s side sits next to Fan Jian’s body, and the eyebrows are also full of smiles. I sent a very glorious mission and started to arrange dinner.

I thought that in the past, this task was not responsible for Liu’s righteousness. This is to say that Fanfu has already recognized the status of Sisi.

Fan Jianhe’s son, the daughter-in-law, said a few words and said something about Sisi. Anyway, Chenzhou has already done it. Some ancestors nod, and his family will not say anything.

After the meal was finished, there was nothing in the flower hall, and Fan Sizhen, who had been shackled at home, finally ran out of the fart. When he saw the scorpion first, he sat down to Fan’s side and sacrificed his face.

The nephew was taken aback, thinking that the younger brother was not in Beiqi, how did he sneak back and ran back? What is it like?

Fan Si huddled and narrowed his neck and said: "You are not so ugly... can there be a few grandfathers under the bottom of the world?"

Fan Xia said with a smile: "That wouldn't be looking for me to reward. You have less money now? I see that after two years, my father and I have to reach out and ask for money."

Fan Siyi smiled and said: "Silver can't buy the name of Big Brother. You will be a prince in the future. When you find a way to give your brother a title."

Fan Xianyi, this is only after thinking of it. After the case of the holding of the moon in the autumn of last year, Sishen was sent a sea arresting document by the Ministry of Punishment. The title of the dragon riding horse that was obtained from childhood was naturally removed.

But when I heard the word of Wang Ye, Fan Xian still felt a little weird. He and his father looked at each other and they all understood the judgments of each other.

In the capacity of being a fan, the first class will be over, and it is impossible to become a prince unless... how to be in the future.

The room suddenly became silent, and Fan Sizhen also knew that there was something wrong with his words, and he did not dare to talk about anything. Looking at this scene, my nephew smiled and said to the younger brother: "If you come back, don't be busy... After a meal, spend more time with your father and mother."

Fan Siyi heard the mahjong card, and it was still a scorpion proposal. It suddenly became a spirit. In the past year, he did not encounter an opponent at the Beiqi table. Tonight, he had to play against the nephew of the second master of the world. It was an excitement.

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In the next few days, there should be too much peace. There are not many stories to tell. The two emperors are beaten by the people who are beaten. The long princess does not know what he is thinking. Fan Xian only occasionally thought of the extraordinary performance of the Prince on the moon, and he gave birth to some doubts. The Prince, the successor of the Qingguo Dragon Chair. The chosen land response method is naturally the best one...but seeing the situation go so far, where does his grasp come from?

Fan Xian didn't know this clearly. Fan Jian didn't think clearly. The Prince dared to stand on the sidelines, unless he had a big boost on hand, but he originally supported his princess. Now he has been clarified by Fan Fan and his relationship with the two emperors. Why does the Prince trust the words of the Princess again?

If you don't understand, you don't think about it anymore, because in the coming spring, you still have to go back to Jiangnan, and after the festival. There are also places like Chen Yuan, Jing Wangfu, and Dawangzifu. They must visit, so after spending these few years, Fan Xian did not go to the hospital. I did not enter the palace, but just honestly nestled in Fan Fu, filial piety father who had not seen a year, and disciplined the younger brother who had been in the north for a long time.

The atmosphere of family reunion is really good, but it is less ruthless and ancestors of Zhangzhou. At some point, Fan Xian once said to his father privately, Grandmother has never seen thoughts. Is it necessary to find a time to let Si Si return to Ganzhou.

Fan Jian thought about it, and it is also true that this is the case.

Just as the situation evolved in a peaceful posture, on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Fan Fu came to an uninvited guest.

This guest is the Northern Qi emperor's envoy in Nanqing. The identity is somewhat sensitive, but it is specially registered at the Hongjun Temple and boarded the gate of Fan House.

The Fanfu government feels weird, but it has to open the main entrance. The envoy made respectfulness to Fan Xian’s good life, and conveyed the condolences to Fan Xi’s on behalf of the Northern Qi Dynasty court. He said that the people of Beiqi were equally impressed by the people in the valley, and they were deeply inferior to Xiaofan.

After putting a bunch of gifts, the envoys left the house, leaving only Fan Jianfan to look at each other in a stupid manner.

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On the night of the night, the Nanqing Hongjun Temple came to visit, and the inner court also came to a father-in-law to explain to Fan Fan why the Northern Qi Dynasty envoys came to the door.

It turned out that the news of Fan’s assassination had already been transmitted to Beiqi. I don’t know why. The little emperor of Beiqi actually personally repaired a private letter, and the trustee passed it to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty to express himself to Fan’s assassination. Concerned about it, and also expressed his concealed criticism of the personal safety of the Qing Dynasty’s court.

Fan listened to this, facing the father-in-law and the Shaoqing of the Hongjun Temple, sucking a cold air and opening his mouth and shouting: "Brinkle a pool of spring water, do him... bird!"

Hongjun Temple Shaoqing and the father-in-law looked at each other and said, "Is it clear that the people of Beiqi have thoughts, we all understand that Xiaofan adults do not need to be too angry. What can be used for these tricks?"

The father-in-law also said with a smile: "They want to give gifts, you will continue."

After sending the two to the government, Fan hurried to the study room and asked his father, "What do the Northern Qi people want to do? Is this something that they are concerned about?"

Fan Jian smiled bitterly: "One thing has always forgotten to tell you that your majesty seems to have forgotten this nephew. When you were in the Northern Qi Dynasty, you were not on the Imperial Palace, you promised their emperor... When you are empty, go to their lectures and lectures?"

Fan Xian seriously thought, it seems that there is such a sentence, but I seem to have not promised?

Fan Jian sighed: "When you go to the south of the Yangtze River, the Northern Qi people sent a copy to the Hongjun Temple, saying that they are hiring you as a visiting professor at Shangjing Taixue... His Majesty is only when the little emperor is bored, and there is no serious matter, where? It is said that the people of Beiqi are waiting here. Now that you are a visiting professor at the Beijing University and you are assassinated in Nanqing, they expressed concern and anger. It seems to be justified."

Fan said with a sigh of relief: "What time is it good for them to join me?"

Fan Jian looked up and looked at his son and shook his head and said: "Although it is a very rough means, some people with brains will not believe this kind of provocation, but... you are in the Gang and North Qi people, after all, can not be a lifetime Going down, under the ruin, who knows if you will let your suspicion in the future? They just need to send some gifts, take two sentences, throw some faces, they can take root and stab in your throat, this kind of sale, cost-effective ruthless."

Fan Fei frowned and felt angry. He said: "The valley is killing... The little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty has a section, and it seems that the court will not continue to check."

Fan Jian glanced at him and said with a smile: "I didn't want to check it when I was, but now I have a reason to use it so much. How can I not give it up?"

Fan Xian also smiled bitterly. After a long while, he said seriously to his father: "Father, when I was in the first day, I would go to the temple."

Fan Jian was not surprised. From the time when the emperor officially granted Fan Xia to Bogong, he understood the emperor's thoughts and just said calmly: "This matter, I have to enter the palace to ask clearly."

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