Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"The ruthless may not be a true hero, how can the pity not be a husband?" Haishu slowly repeated it, and turned his face back to the kind of pretty smile, leading Fan to step into the small temple wooden door.

"Fan Daren." Sylvia, a ceremonial ritual, Fan with a gentle and alienated smile, handed back to the ceremony, "When the girl entered Beijing."

"To the great man, I went to Beijing three days ago, and I was safe. I thank the adults for hanging." Sylvia slowly lowered her eyes. She was still wearing the green green blouse on the journey. At this time, it was already hot, naturally not afraid. Take a cold.

Fan Xian whispered a few words with her.

The sea otter looked calmly at the side, but there was a smile in the scorpion. How could the two people face the strangeness of how to escape her eyes. Fan Xian’s heart was also a bit strange at the moment. Why did Haishu take him to the temple where Sliely lived, and where did the priests who had been serving the rationale go? Does Haishu not know that he is a foreign minister, at this time, the woman that the Emperor of Beiqi wants should be kept at a distance of three thousand miles?

"This is the place where I live." Haishu explained the doubts of Fan Xianxin's heart. "The reason is that it is not convenient to enter the palace now, so please ask me to take care of you."

Fan spent a bitter smile, only to think of what Si Lili once said, the two girls beside them were handkerchiefs in the Beiqi Palace. He suddenly thought of one thing. Is it hard to live in the palace? Although the temple is remote, but Fan is still a little jealous, just a few words, then said to Haishu: "I am waiting for the girl outside." Waiting for Haishu and Sullivan to return, actually went out, in the outside patio Waiting.

After he went out, Haishu quietly looked at Sylvia. After a long silence, he suddenly said: "I will bring him a look with you. Do you have anything to say to him?"

Sylvia raised his head, and the charming face flashed a glimpse of silence. He said softly: "I said. I don't want to see him. I don't want to see him. I don't want to see me. At this time, he is outside the door. I don't know how to blame you, Haishu, you are too noisy, even if you are a bitter person, this kind of guilty thing is still less."

Haishu smiled softly and said: "Just look at what is afraid, our majesty is not a careful person."

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"Why did you take me to see the reason?" Fan sat on the other side of the coffee table. Frowning, the face of the clear and dusty face finally got more troubles. Regarding Shawn’s affairs, he was trying hard to arrange, but the rationale was a hot potato.

“I’ve said it before.” Haiyan smiled and said: “I want to see if Fan Daren is the same as the turbidity in the world.”

"The idea of ​​turbidity is new and ridiculous."

"Is Fan Daren not seen the stone?" Haishu seems a bit strange.

Fan has a heartfelt sigh. Did not respond to this sentence, just said with a smile: "Haicang girl, do you misunderstand what? Sister Li is just the guilty guilty of me. It is only a subject matter in the agreement, I have nothing to do with her. ""

"The adults also misunderstood what I meant." Haishu whispered: "Today, please ask the adults to sit down in the cold house. It is really something that needs the help of adults."

"What?" Fan said very directly.

Haishu smiled and said: "In fact, it was the last time that you left Fan Daren in the palace."

Fan took a look at her and found that the girl’s unusual face was very easy to make people feel close. Curiously asked: "At the time, obviously, you don’t want to know that he is distressed."

The sea otter gently pulls the sleeve of the right hand with his left hand, and the **** carry a small cup to the lips. Xu Xuan smacked and said: "Your Majesty did not want to let me know at first, but his distress and I have friends who have many years of love, and in the Daqi Dynasty, willing to help him solve this distressed person, except me. And there are not a few people."

"I have always been very unclear." Fan Xian at this time of course guessed that the young man in Beiqi was upset about something, and smiled and said: "Since the ruling and the opposition, there is such a big objection to the reasoning of the palace, why the emperor of your country still If you want to go to the current situation, Sylvia can only temporarily stay in the Haishu girl's residence, and I don't want her to enter the palace if she wants to come to the Queen Mother."

"Fan Daren is skeptical about this incident and there are hidden feelings?"

"Yes, I never believed that there are so-called feelings in the emperor's house." I don't know why, Fan has some faint dissatisfaction, and his speech is sharp and sharp.

Haiyan glanced, his eyes staring at him quietly, and said after a long while: "The emperor is also a man, a matter of men and women, how can he say the standard?"

Fan idled his head and thought of the former emperors of the world. Perhaps Tang Xuanzong was an alternative, but finally Yang Guifei did not make a scent in Ma Yipo?

"Fan Daren has already become a relative." Haishu’s story is unintentional.

Fan Xian sneaked a glimpse, and immediately remembered the wife of the family, remembered the first encounter before the Qing Temple incense, not a little bit of a smile filled with happiness.

Haiyan pays attention to his facial expression and sighs in his heart. He smiles and says: "I heard that Fan and his wife have very good feelings. If someone stops you from being together, what would you do?"

Fan has raised his eyebrows and did not answer, but if there is someone in this world who dares to be caught between himself and his nephew, it must be looking for a dead end. Gradually, he seems to understand some of the emotions of the young emperor in the palace. ?? But think of the other person's admiration is the Secretary of the Secretary, Fan Xian still feels a little different?? Although his agreement with the Secretary is only a relationship of mutual use.

Haishu’s request, in fact, is also Fan’s wish. If the Secretary is unable to enter the palace, the loss may only be the supervision of the Qing State. He just can't guess why the other person would think of looking for himself.

Haishu said: "No one is willing to help the sergeant to greet the priest in the ruling, and the adults should be clear. There are some problems in the identity of the South. I am not convinced of my identity, and I have no say in this matter. ”

Fan Xian sneered and said: "She is selling for you in the north." Then he asked: "Do I have any say? I am only a foreign minister. This thing should have nothing to do with me after the fog crossing the river." It is."

Haishu smiled and said: "Your Ma and I mean, just want to use the wisdom of Fan Daren."

Fan Xian dumbfounded, gently flattening the flying hair above his head with his fingers, said: "The girl is really carrying love."

Haishu calmly said: "Fan Daren is borrowing a nameless person, but with a bit of effort, it has become a generation of poetry in the world, and a powerful figure in the Southern Dynasties. If Fan Daren has no wisdom, no one in this world will believe it."

"I will think of a way, but I don't know if I can make it." Fan took a few bites of tea and drank it. Cold and cold: "The key is still the Queen Mother. If the Queen Mother does not want to, she will succeed in what method."

Haicang stood up and slightly owed: "Thank you first."

"It seems that the girl and Sylvia's love is really not shallow." Fan Xian returned to the ceremony and said quietly: "If there is a turn to the girl in the future, I still hope that the girl remembers the relationship between you and me today."

Haiyan’s face is expressionless: “As long as you are not involved in the country’s political affairs, you are promised.”

Fan Xian said: "Reliably, what I want to do for you, may never happen. If it happens, it is only a problem within our country, and you don't have to reverse the way of nature."

"It’s so good." Haishu’s heart was a little easier.

Fan is the ambassador of the Southern Dynasties. All the actions in Shangjing must be in the surveillance of the Northern Qi Dynasty court. This is the tacit understanding and habit of the two sides in foreign affairs, so it is extremely difficult to have the opportunity to act completely freely, except today, Because Fan Xian is walking with Haishu girl, Haishu girl obviously does not like the mice in Jinyiwei, so all the way to the umbrellas, it seems to be walking in a leisurely way, but the dark spots are all smashed, I believe that those Jinyiwei also have no guts. After expressing obvious hostility in Haishu, he still dared to follow the two.

After coming out of the wonderful little temple where the two girls lived, Fan leisure stretched out and found that there was no familiar Jinyiwei on the corner of the street. A happy smile appeared on his face and he stepped into an alley in the corner. Go in.

There was no clear after the rain, only the breeze blowing the dewdrops that occasionally fell on the branches, rubbing his cheeks over.

Thinking of the reason and the emperor, Fan Xian still did not understand, but the topic mentioned by Haishu just let the 17-year-old man return to Kyoto with his thoughts, returning to his wife and sister, the feeling of homesickness. It began to pan, and the feeling of warmth began to fill the chest.

There are occasional pedestrians passing through the lanes, and some of the hard work is pushing the board to copy the near road and rush to the shop where the work is done. Fan Xian’s face with a gentle, gentle smile on his face, walked slowly toward the lane.

When a board car was pushed from behind him, it would pass by, and Fan’s wrist turned over, and the black dagger, which had been pinched in the palm of his hand, stabbed in the past!

With a muffled sound, the dagger inserted the secretive throat of the cool-dressing, and the cold blade fell into the flesh. The man stood on the ground.

The next moment, Fan Xian has stepped on the cart that will be turned over. The whole person floats like a shadow to the end of the lane. A finger is pinched with a poison needle, and it is inserted into a person's chest. The left hand is very strangely worn from the right. Out, three arrows are all in one, and the other person who is facing his face is alive and dead.

The backhand palm chopped the neck of the man who couldn't move the whole body. Fan took off his clothes and turned over. He covered his face with a rain hat and covered his smile. He pulled himself out of the dead. Out of the arrow, walked out of the alley.

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