Step on a branch

Chapter 73 Is it hard to understand?

Lin Fan got up, went out of the room, and stood on the porch with his hands behind his back.

Just now, why did he suddenly think of such a question?

If you follow the "similar approach but equally effective" approach, there is nothing wrong with it from the perspective of human thinking.

but……

"Even if you want to digest your food, don't stand in the wind." Feng Jing poked his head, and said, "It's hard to drink soup to warm you up. You should find a shelter from the wind."

Lin Fan readily agreed.

Under the wall, the cold wind no longer blows directly. Compared with the inside of the room, it is naturally colder.

He needs such calm.

Compared with Xisi Hutong, there are of course many differences in Miss Qin's room.

The house was dilapidated, and the so-called wind-shielding corner was still cold.

No matter how "haunted" Xisi Hutong is, you have to be careful, just in case someone passes by...

Change to the house, with a roof and a wall, and it is airtight.

The dim sum on the table, no matter how light the taste is, it also has the aroma of bean sweet oil.

A little light from lamp oil, a cup of fragrant tea, and the right temperature, neither hot nor cold, make people relax involuntarily in such an environment.

You don't have to be on your guard one iota, and really relax.

Then, go and listen to the story Qin Luan told.

Lin Fan let out a sigh of relief.

It's that kind of relaxation and stability that made him "yearn for", right?
Yearning, so I have an extra concern, and at the same time, I also have curiosity.

Lin Fan thought of what Huang Yi said earlier.

The younger sister of the Huang family has a wide range of friends, and there are many good sisters in Beijing.

I don't know if I got the instruction of my grandmother and mother, after I go back to play, I have to talk to Huang Yi.

Which sister wore what, and which sister said what.

Huang Yi couldn't bear the disturbance, and complained to Lin Fan for a while: "What does the girl from another family wear and say, what does it have to do with me?
She wants to look at other people's jewelry made of materials, so let's just say it, as an older brother, can I spend money on her?

She said that I was hopeless, and she had no curiosity about other girls, and she was afraid that she would lose her little sister-in-law.

Where is this all? "

In the past two years, Huang Yi himself changed his rhetoric.

He can understand his sister's kindness, and curiosity is the beginning of his heart.

Not curious, how do you know?

I don't know, and I like it only for a while.

Lin Fan took a deep breath.

He still felt that this was wrong.

He is the commander of the Red Clothes Guard, and he keeps an inquiring heart on various things.

It was a habit brought about by his office.

Like, he's also curious about Qiaoyu.

Lin Fan knew that even if her parents sent Qiaoyu away at the beginning, they would definitely arrange for her to have a reliable family, with no worries about food and clothing, and a stable life.

But originally, Qiaoyu should have grown up as the daughter of the Duke's family.

Qinqi calligraphy and painting, swords, guns and sticks, as long as she wants to learn, there is nothing her parents can't teach.

But how did Qiaoyu live during those years outside the mansion?

Even if Qiaoyu returns to her mother now, without any inside information, she is content and happy, but what she really lost is impossible to get back.

As for Lin Fan himself, he has no dissatisfaction with everything today, and has a deep relationship with his parents, and knows that without their protection, he, the thorn in the eyes of the empress dowager and the emperor, might not be able to live today.

But he also thinks, what should he look like in the original, and what will he experience when he grows up?
As a human being, we all want to find our own "roots".

He has many, many curiosities.

but……

Lin Fan lowered his eyes.

He knows.

This kind of curiosity is different from the curiosity about Qin Luan.

His curiosity about Qiaoyu is from guilt and sympathy, and his curiosity from Qin Luan is from understanding...

Lin Fan laughed.

It was so cold that it turned into a puff of white gas.

Curiosity, yearning, understanding, miss.

Is it hard to understand?

Actually not.

A leaf blinded his eyes, and the leaf was blown away by the wind, and the vast and novel picture scroll unfolded in front of him.

However, with Qin Luan's fate, he had a crush on Qin Luan, did he violate the taboo of the Emperor and the Empress Dowager?

Just commit the crime.

Anyway, the existence of him made those two taboo.

There is no shortage of such a pile.

Lin Fan walked back into the house.

Feng Jing raised his head, suddenly, he felt that Lin Fan's mood had changed.

It was as if he had suddenly figured out something, and he was not so tense anymore.

This situation also existed before.

Holding an important case such as corruption of ink and party formation in his hand, the third department and other related yamen were also in a hurry, and they suddenly asked them to catch a breakthrough. The boat rushed straight to the bridge, and the water ahead was calm. It's so vast, it's all right.

Feng Jing touched his chin.

It was a flash of inspiration for the commander to go out for such a short while, and a big case is going to be settled?
That's really good.

The twelfth lunar month is just around the corner, the case is settled, and everyone is having a good year.

In the afternoon, there was snow in the sky.

Bigger snowflakes than when it first snowed fell overwhelmingly.

Some colleagues sighed, but Feng Jing was very happy, saying "auspicious snow heralds a good year".

The snow fell continuously for three days.

The snow was swept and swept and piled up on both sides of the street.

Qin Luan went out.

A carriage arrived outside the palace gate, and then changed into a sedan chair to the Compassionate Ning Palace.

When the empress dowager summoned her, it was tantamount to taking advantage of the situation to lift the confinement.

Following Nanny to go in, Qin Luan saluted respectfully.

"Have you been wronged?" The Empress Dowager held Qin Luan's hand, her face was full of kindness, "The matter was caused by the unscrupulous nephew of the Ai family. heartache.

The emperor punished him severely, it should have been done, if not everyone followed suit, and the sons of Gonghou Bo's mansion would act recklessly, then what future does our Great Zhou have?
Unexpectedly, being borrowed by a caring person almost harmed your brother.

The emperor was so angry that he punished you..."

Qin Luan said softly: "It's a snowy day anyway, I don't go out much, I don't have any grievances."

"You child," the empress dowager smiled, "I heard that you have talisman papers, whoever sticks them laughs?"

"Yes," Qin Luan replied, "You know, when I practiced, I was still very young, and my temperament was unstable. Those weird talisman papers were all made by Master to tease me."

The empress dowager laughed loudly: "Your master is interesting, is there any more?"

"For coaxing children, I won't be able to receive them when I grow up." Qin Luan also laughed.

"It's a pity," the empress dowager sighed, "otherwise, the Ai family would also like to get two, and whoever comes to the Ai family to cry and beg, the Ai family will post it for him."

Qin Luan echoed the Empress Dowager's words with a smile, but she was very clear in her heart.

How could the Empress Dowager see such a joke?

I just want to know if she has the ability to draw symbols by herself.

Knowing how to draw jokes, can you also draw symbols for other purposes, besides drawing symbols, is there any other way...

The empress dowager may not know that the Taoist priest is under Deng Guoshi, but the empress dowager is on guard against her.

　Fanfan said that it is not difficult at all!

　　Who is not a great wit!
　　The book friend who said yesterday that he couldn't imagine how Fu Ling was swinging on the swing, just imagine the noodles dangling on the chopsticks.

　　If it doesn't work, you can only hope for a soul painter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)