From the beginning of celebrating more than one year, the sun shines on the sky

Chapter 185 [Each has talent]

ps: The previous chapter has been blocked for some reason, and it may take some time to unblock it...

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The next day.

A ray of morning light spreads from the sky to the earth, warming the world.

After Fan Zui washed his face, he ate some breakfast specially prepared by No. [-].

Nine women, each with talent.

No. [-] is best at cooking.

Fan Zui was quite satisfied with today's breakfast.

Although it is not as good as the mysterious God of Cookery in Yishiju, it is also unique and can be regarded as a five-star chef.

Among the nine, number one was a bit colder in comparison, but his cooking skills were good.

Well, give it a good tune up, it can be used.

For the other eight people, Fan Zui has his own arrangements, he does not support idlers.

I also redeemed many oirans before, and that's because each has value, and it's not really the generation of vases.

After breakfast, Fan Zui went straight to the study and asked Fan Jian about the courtyard in the suburbs.

Outside the study room, the third is covered with bamboo leaves, which should have been blown down by the strong wind last night.

While the servants were cleaning, they saw Fan Zui walking slowly down the corridor over there. He didn't dare to be rude, so he bowed his head and stood aside.

Fan Zui waved his hand casually, and then walked into the study.

At this time, Fan Zui was holding a scroll in his hand, but he kept yawning, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

Fan Zui bowed and asked, "Father, did you not sleep well last night?"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he opened his mouth, Fan Jian's face darkened immediately, and with a bit of resentment, he asked back:
"What do you think?"

Fan Zui smiled mischievously.

It's none of his business.

Glancing at Fan Zui's dead pig, whose face was thicker than a city wall, with a shameless appearance, Fan Jian's anger was rising upwards.

At dawn today, Fan Jian entered the palace early to meet Emperor Qing.

At that time, in Emperor Qing's bedroom, two bad old men almost started fighting on the spot.

In private, the two have a deep friendship, but today they almost had a fight.

With a red nose and thick face, he rolled up his sleeves.

"You old man, there is something important this early in the morning, you have to say it now, can't the morning be over?

I am old now, but I sleep later and wake up earlier than when I was young. Don’t you know that people need to rest when they are old?
If there is anything you can solve, just do it yourself, don't bother me, can it work? "

At that time, Fan Jian yawned and sat down on the steps, Ai seemed to be troubled, ignoring Emperor Qing's dissatisfaction, and said to himself:
"Sleepy, who is not sleepy? Only you are sleepy?"

Then, he yawned again.

Seeing this, Emperor Qing was helpless, he didn't care about those imaginary things at this time, and found a place to sit down.

The two old men looked at the hazy sky and yawned.

"Tell me, what's the matter? I'm in such a hurry, I can't go to the Imperial Study Room to talk about it after the morning court."

"After the court is over tomorrow morning? If you really wait until then, I'm afraid you're going to arrest me and scold me in the imperial study."

Seeing what he said, Emperor Qing didn't take it seriously.

At the feet of the emperor, what big things can happen.

What made the old guy so anxious was nothing more than what trouble that bastard Fan Zui had caused.

that is it.

As long as it's not some kind of rebellion, as the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, he can easily handle it.

Otherwise, he would be an emperor in vain.

"Fan Zui wants the courtyard outside the city."

"It's just a yard, I'll let you go there yourself, let him take it to... which yard?"

Emperor Qing suddenly changed his mind and asked in the middle of speaking.

Fan Jian yawned and said, "Who else could it be? Taiping Bieyuan."

"What does he want?" Emperor Qing rubbed his ears.

No sleepiness at all.

Fan Jian pretended not to hear his question again, and just continued:

"He has already said that in just two days, he will take people to take back the yard.

Either buy it with money, or bury it with your life.

If you don't agree, kill one when you see one, and cut off all the living ones.

Killing and setting fire, digging pits and burying corpses, he is a professional and will not leave any traces. "

"Presumptuous! He is so courageous. Why, is this going to rebel and flout the laws of the Qing Kingdom?"

Fan Jian ignored the furious emperor in pajamas, stretched himself, yawned, and then said:

"Anyway, I brought the words, give it or not, it's up to you.

People stationed there, don't withdraw, let's see if that bastard dares to chop. "

Hearing this, Emperor Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and he stopped talking.

That bastard, how dare he!

Back then, he led one hundred thousand green dragon troops to fight all the way to the northern Qi sea border. Emperor Qing ordered his troops to return to the court, and the poor should not pursue them.

However, after receiving the imperial decree, this kid only had one sentence, he will be outside, and the king's order is not acceptable, so he ignored it.

After Emperor Qing lost all sleepiness, he frowned and remained silent for a while, then said lightly:
"Since he wants it, just give it to him.

I said, you old guy, why did you come to the palace secretly early in the morning.

Seeing you like this, why, didn't you sleep well last night? "

Fan Jian waved his hand and said helplessly, "The Second Prince gave Fan Zui nine beauties, and it was too noisy last night."

Hearing this, Emperor Qing's face twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.

Nine, worry flashed his waist.

As for the fact that the second prince sent a beautiful woman, it has been spread in Kyoto one after another.

The ministers of the imperial court and various forces discussed with each other, and they all believed that Fan Zui might have taken refuge in the Second Prince.

However, in Emperor Qing's view, this may not be the case.

That bastard Fan Zui obviously has the character of not taking advantage of the bastard, and he has no reason not to accept the beauties who come to his door.

However, Emperor Qing felt that it was impossible for him to take refuge in the Second Prince.

Suddenly, the first ray of sunlight in the morning slowly penetrated the clouds, revealing a little fiery red.

Between heaven and earth, there is a cold wind.

In fact, this time is the coldest.

With the cold wind blowing, Fan Jian tightened his clothes and said with a bit of seriousness:
"This time, for some reason, Fan Zui suddenly mentioned that he was going to pay homage to his deceased mother."

While speaking, Fan Jian yawned, but in fact, he was watching Emperor Qing from the corner of his eye.

For a moment, Emperor Qing's face changed drastically, but he quickly recovered his calm.

Fleeting.

This old fox has a very good psychological quality and is as stable as Mount Tai.

Even Fan Jian didn't know if he had read it wrong just now.

After all, the sky is not yet bright at this time, and it is hazy, so it is not surprising to see it wrong.

In fact, when Ye Qingmei passed away, no one saw the body.

This matter has always been a mystery.

Fan Jian thought that Emperor Qing might know.

It's just a pity that I couldn't see any useful news from her face.

Emperor Qing calmly asked after drinking in silence, "How did you answer?"

Fan Jian stood up staggeringly, with a cool breeze blowing on his face, feeling a little chilly.

"He didn't continue to ask, and I didn't bring it up again.

When he first arrived in Kyoto, he went to see the stele outside the inspection institute. He was a smart man and probably already knew something.

This time, he only wanted the courtyard outside the city, but he didn't ask too much about the tomb. "

The vast night.

The two old men stood side by side, not knowing what each was thinking.

(End of this chapter)