Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Walking on the bluestone road of the palace, there was a moon in the sky. Two people under the forest, Fan’s back was all sweaty. In this summer night, I still felt a little cold. He spit a sigh of relief, and he was afraid of it. Pat your own chest and blame the sea otter around you: "You guessed that the stone is me... written, why didn't you say it to me, and I was almost scared to death by your emperor."

Haishu smiled and said: "Who told you to marry the world for so long." Then he said, "Why are you so afraid? If it is not your identity, then what are you afraid of?"

Fan did not think about it, said with a soft smile: "What do you say?"

The jellyfish's lips were slightly tilted and did not say anything. Fan looked at her and looked at her. She saw her long eyelashes dyed with a layer of silver halo, which seemed to have a clear and beautiful beauty, and her most beautiful voice in her appearance was particularly bright in the night?? Silver Moonlight There is indeed a kind of magic, the kind of smudged dipping, seems to make any ordinary woman into a worldly elf.

Fan Xian did not feel anything, just put his hand behind him and slowly dragged his foot forward and said: "You are yin with me this time, I don't seek revenge, you should know what the reason is."

"You want me to do one thing for you." Haishu smiled. "Although I don't know what it is, I want to come to the South, so I need my outsider to help."

"Yes, you and me...in fact, they are all hypocritical people." Fan’s lips have a little bit of self-deprecating and weird smile. "So when we talk, it seems to be straightforward. I need you to do it for me." Things. Maybe happen, maybe it won't happen, in short, I will send someone to inform you."

Hai Yan looked at him. Suddenly said: "I heard that you are extremely lovable to the prime minister's illegitimate daughter, so even the big sister ring that the grandmother of Luzhou pointed over has not been in the room."

"I don't like you to test my family affairs." Fan Qiu turned around and said very seriously: "This topic ends here."

Haishu nodded with a smile and said: "Actually, I am just curious. What kind of person will see the woman's heart, seeing the man will feel discomfort, think that the unmarried woman is a pearl, and that the married woman is a fisheye. I think that my daughter’s family is made of water. Men are made of mud, think that women are precious, men are squatting...”

After a long list of words is over. Haishu stared at Fan's quiet eyes and said softly: "I am very curious, the world is respected by men, how can Fan Gongzi have these views."

Fan Xiao smiled and did not answer.

The sea otter suddenly took a sigh. The positive color said: "The blossoming woman for the world has thanked Fan Gongzi for his tribute to the woman, and for the woman."

Fan was silent for a little, and suddenly said: "I am with most people in this world... this is different."

Out of the palace gate. Haiyan was surprised to find that Tai Fu’s adult was still outside the palace, and Fan Fan saw the emperor’s teacher, but his face was no different. He thought it was long ago.

Haishu gave a ceremony to Tai Fu, and then turned back to Fan Xian and said: "I will send adults after the day."

Fan Xian understood the meaning of her words, nodded, and went to the carriage of Tai Fu.

Looking at the three carriages before and after disappearing into the night in the capital, the bright eyes of Haishu suddenly became a mess, she thought of the last words of the handsome Southern Southern officials. Different? In the eyes of the world, Fan Xian is naturally different, but he does not know what he thinks is different.

The carriage stopped at a quiet courtyard and was responsible for the security of the regiments. This is the last time that Nanqi’s talented scholar was in Beiqi’s last visit. It was originally to visit this person and associate with the rumors of the world. In the night banquet, everyone can't help but feel a little uneasy. I don't know what the thoughts of Fan Leisure are, but in this book, the people are naturally quiet.

The tiger guards on the first carriage got out of the car, looked at them and held several key points.

Fan Xian and Bei Qi Dang Chao Tai went hand in hand from the carriage. Although the attitude was not intimate, but there seemed to be no hostility. The people were a little bit safe, but they saw that they were always positive, and they were just as good and too busy. After saying a few words, the two pushed the door in.

Fan has waved his hand and told the tigers not to follow.

When I arrived at a house in the courtyard, Tai Fu bowed deeply into the house and turned back to Fan Xian calmly said: "Fan Gongzi, the teacher has not been very good recently, please don't talk too long."

Fan Xian politely bowed to the big scribe, sorted out the clothes, gently pushed open the wooden door, and at a glance, he could see an old man holding a small brush and painting on paper. What is it.

This old man is a verse in the world, and the students are all over the world. The Northern Qi Taifu and the Nanqi Shu University are all his proud disciples. Before Fan’s appearance, there was no one who could compare with him in the study. Even if Fan Xian was shamelessly in the hall, Guo Jingming had a fight for chaos, no one would really think that except for the poetry, Fan In other aspects, I have reached the realm of each other.

Because the old man surnamed Zhuang, Ming Mohan.

There were no people in the house, nor a book boy. Only the old man was wearing a loose robes and kept copying. He occasionally frowned, staring at the paper and flipping through the pages of his book. He seemed to be looking for evidence. Compared with the previous year in Qingguo, Zhuang Mohan’s spirit seems to be much worse. Although the silver hair is still tight, the old spots next to the cheeks are getting heavier and heavier. Geely's sign.

Fan Xian didn't want to bother him, walked lightly behind him, and cast his gaze on the case. He suddenly found out that the book was placed on the book. On the margins of the poems, I don’t know how many notes are written. Is this writer of the world’s literature writing a poem for his own “back”? !

Zhuang Mohan withered fingers. Pointing at the sentence in the poem: "

"I used to make the sea difficult for water, except that Wushan is not a cloud." In the underground, I kept clicking on the pages of the book and my lips were slightly open. Some painful said: "Nowhere, nowhere, no words, no words, no such thing as a second sentence. It doesn't really work. What do you mean by this?"

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After a little silence, Fan Chen’s soft voice sounded up: “Wushan is a mountain in the south of the land. The clouds are haunting all the year round, and the clouds are rising. The rain is going on, but anyone who has seen this scene, look again. Any high heaven and white fog in the world. Lazy to take the eyes, these two words are the second sentence, pure loyalty."

"It turned out to be like this..." Zhuang Mohan smiled and pointed to a thick book in the corner of the broad book: "The old man can naturally guess this meaning, but he can't find this code, and he has to go through this overview of the mountains and seas. Looking for the cloudy Wushan Mountain, it turned out to be a mountain in the extreme south. No wonder I don’t know."

Fan saw that he did not doubt that he was a co-author. I knew that the old man was a very gentle and inclusive person, so he smiled and went to work on him. He watched that he would use his very small shackles to copy his explanation into the blank space of the page. Zhuang Mohan’s edict is also famous in the world. It’s just not a second person, but Fan’s look is awkward today, and the old man’s hand is shaking a bit.

"Chen Wang used to banquet Qingle, fighting for ten thousand gongs and joys... What is this allusion?" Zhuang Mohan did not look at him. Continue to ask.

When Fan Xian spent a while, when he thought about the poetry collection, he specifically deleted the white wine from Li Bai. How did the old comrades ask himself again?

Zhuang Mohan sighed and said: "The old man has never forgotten his childhood, and he has never forgotten it. He can't help himself. On that day, you spit poetry like Jianghai, and you can't help but let the old man hurt himself..." The old man laughed and said: "But Also lost this ability, I remembered so many verses that you said, and later the semi-leisure poems were collected, I found that many of the first ones were missing, and I don’t know how your child thinks."

Hearing that Zhuang Mohan called his own child, Fan Xianxin had no more strange feelings. He coughed twice and explained: "Chen Wang is the prince of Cao, who used to be in a optimistic banquet... ”

"Son name Cao Di prince?" Zhuang Mohan looked up, and there was a trace of unconfidence in the murky eyes. "Can... the millennium descends, and there is no royal family name Cao."

Fan Xian sighed in the bottom of his heart and persuaded: "The things that are late in life, the elderly don't have to worry about it."

"That can't be done!" In some respects, Zhuang Mohan is somewhat stubborn. He flipped all the poems he had handwritten and pointed to one of them: "There is a small thank-you in the middle, and this little thank you is Which one?"

Fan’s face was white for a while, and after a long while, he said: “Xiao Xie is a stupid literati who wrote a essay. Although the text is not rumored, it is still famous in the market.”

"that……"

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I don't know how long it took, when Fan Xian felt that he had already resigned, and when he had no interest, Zhuang Mohan finally sighed and sighed at the corner of his eyes. He threw a pen in the ring, and the microstrip said: "The oil is dry. It’s time to learn in the same year."

After entering the house, the two did not say hello, they plunged into this somewhat ridiculous work until this time. Fan Xian put down the rolled up sleeves and bowed with great courtesy. He said: "I have seen Zhuang everyone, I don't know what the old gentleman called to come tonight, what advice?"

The room was quiet. After a long time, Zhuang Mohan suddenly trembled and sighed, and reluctantly bowed to Fan.

Fan Fan was shocked and actually forgot to help him. What kind of identity is this father? He is the master of the Northern Qi emperor, how come to worship himself.

Zhuang Mohan has already got up, and his face smiles in the wrinkles: "A year ago, when the country was in a meeting, it has been a year since then. The old man has acted the first time in his life. Last year, he was framed in the country, and he was uneasy. Today, please come to Fan Daren, which is a special apologize."

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Fan is quiet, he certainly knows that the reason why Zhuang Mohan will meet the Princess of the Long Princess is to give up the face of these decades, and to be a villain in the south, for the release of Sean in the agreement. This is the brother. The situation? The most missing thing at the moment.

"Shawn is dead." Fan leisurely looked at the old man who appeared to be a lot thinner in a year, and his lips were slightly open, and he said these four words.

Zhuang Mohan smiled at him and did not say anything.

Fan Xian also smiled. I know that I am a little redundant. After all, the other party is a veteran who has been mingling for decades in this world. I don’t know how deep the foundation is in a country in Northern Qi, how could I not know this big event.

"People. Always die." Zhuang Mohan seems to be saying to himself, and he is saying to Fan Fan: "So live to live well, like my brother, this kind of living, really It didn't mean anything. He killed countless people and ended up with such a downend..."

Fan Xian did not agree with this statement and said: "This world, this is the murderous fire belt, the bridge is paved without dead bodies."

Zhuang Mohan shook his head: "You don't want to be such a person."

It is not impossible, but it is very straightforward and does not require two words. If any outsider is standing in this room at this time, I can see that Zhuang Mohan talks with Fan Yu and sees them naturally and not fake. It will be a bit different. The experience of these two people is too far apart, and the only time they meet, is a conspiracy. It is such a two people, but they can use the most direct words. Express your attitude.

Perhaps this is the power of the so-called book.

"Why not?" Fan Yumei was a bit chilly.

"I am very confident." Zhuang Mohan suddenly laughed, but there was some deep sadness hidden in the smile. "I am confident that I am a lot more happy than my brother."

Fan stared at his eyes: "But you should be clear, if there is no Shawn, maybe you will never be able to get the status of the present."

Zhuang Mohan stared at his eyes: "But you are not clear enough, when death is coming, you will discover what power

The status of wealth, in fact, is just a passing sight. ”

Fan Xian was very calm and replied with a strong attachment: "No, when death is coming. You may regret this life, you have never experienced anything, you have not enjoyed anything... you are only having this life already. There are things that ordinary people can never hold, so when China is old, there will be some feelings."

Zhuang Mohan shook his head helplessly: "You are still young, you haven't smelled the death of the day and day, and you will know what you will think."

"I know." Fan leisure repeated mechanically: "Trust me, I know that feeling."

Zhuang Mohan seems to be a little tired. He does not want to continue this topic. Instead, he said: "I didn't think that people who can write a stone to remember such a deviant text are still vaginal objects in their own writings."

Fan casually smiled and said: "I didn't think of rumors of this kind of thing, it would fly faster than the birds."

Zhuang Mohan suddenly revealed a trace of concern in his eyes and said: "Fan Daren, you should be careful after you return to China. Stones... There are a lot of places where you are jealous."

Fan is silent, he knows this too, but he is frivolous when he is a teenager. He can't bear the chance that the words have disappeared in this world, so he wrote it out and now he is in the officialdom. If someone wants to find out the insinuation statement, it is too easy, and this thing has a coincidence that Fan is shocked by himself. Therefore, he is not careful, but it is a pity that the Emperor of Beiqi is also a fan of red. Naturally, things can't be stopped anymore.

However, Zhuang Mohan is in love with the situation and should not be so concerned about himself. This is where Fan Xian has some doubts.

Zhuang Mohan seems to guess what he is thinking, and smiles and says: "Today, please ask Fan Daren to come, except to ask for sin to comfort yourself with this selfish thing, and want to thank you."

“Thank you?” Fan Fei frowned. He didn’t think the other person knew that he had extended Sean’s life for a day.

"Thank you for the world's readers." Zhuang Mohan smiled at him: "Fan Daren first entered the supervision hospital, it revealed the evils of Qing Guochun, this incident spread to the world, His Majesty also moved the idea of ​​rectifying the imperial examination, adults I don’t know how many people will benefit the blessings. I don’t know how to look at the old man in the future. But if you are in love, I will thank you for reading the world.

Fan Xian laughed and smirked his lips and smiled: "Uncovering the disadvantages? It's all about reading people. Thank you?"

Zhuang Mohan did not laugh, and his turbid eyes were somewhat godless. This time Shaun returned to China, he did not make any great efforts. The most important thing is that he does not want to let the whole court fall into turmoil because of this incident, but he knows that the world is not composed entirely of scholars. There are politicians, conspirators, and warriors. The way they handle things is sometimes more straightforward and wilder.

He looked at Fan’s eyes and was prepared to say something, but when he thought of the internal affairs of the North Qi, he did not need to say anything to him.

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After a long time, Fan has left the courtyard where Zhuang Mohan lived. Then in this life, he never came again.

Summer heat, although from the month. The hottest days of the year should have passed, but the northern Qi is located in the northeast of the mainland. It is particularly hot during the autumn. The leaching drizzle that is common in the late spring and early summer is long gone, only the white sun on the top of the head. It’s frivolous and hot, forcing people to take off their clothes and not take off.

Outside the south gate of the capital, a smattering of the Ming and Huang dynasty disappeared into the city gate, and the old gray-grey wall immediately became the most visible presence in the eyes of everyone outside the city.

Fan leisurely stared at the place. The heart was so upset that the Emperor’s Majesty actually sent the Qing State Mission in person. This is a matter of unruly rules. The Northern Qi ministers have not stopped it anyway, so they have to come to a large number of high officials. Quan Chen, even Tai Fu was sent out of the city, giving the face of Nanqing Mission.

The previous emperor and Fan Xian held their hands on their home-speaking words, and they never missed the things like stone records. I don’t know how many courtiers I’ve attracted.? It’s hard to get this eccentric emperor back. At this time, only the officials of Beiqi and Yiyi’s ceremonies were outside the city. Fan took a look and saw Weihua. However, he did not see Chang Ning Hou, nor did he see heavy.

He felt that his back was soaked, he didn't know if he was scared by the emperor or was sun-dried.

Kyrgyzstan did not arrive, so the mission was still unable to leave. He glanced at the most gorgeous carriage in front of the team. The big princess in the North Qidi was in the car at the moment. He only had a glance at it. He could see clearly that it was a beautiful person, but he didn’t know how to be a character, but Fan I am not too worried about this returning to the country. After experiencing the things of Haishu, Fan Xi is more confident about his ability to get along with women.

A breeze swept through, suddenly let Fan leisure relaxed, he pulled the very tight clothes buckle, thinking of this ghost weather, actually there is such a gentle wind? Turning his head and looking at it, it is not a problem. Wang Qiian is playing beside him and playing with a fan, his face is sad and sad.

Fan Xian couldn't help but burst into laughter and smiled and said: "It's just a year's time. What are you crying for?" My wife and children naturally have me to take care of them, don't worry."

The mission left, and the ice cloud naturally followed the return of the country. As a result, the Qing State Supervision Institute’s secret network in the northern Qi State did not have a leading figure. Therefore, the internal supervision of the inspection center allowed Wang Qiian to celebrate the National Palace. Resident in the North Qijuzhong Langdi identity stayed in Beijing, temporarily taking the lead in the task of the North, waiting for half a year later in the darkness of the hospital sent officials to take over.

Fan is a pet, and his identity in the hospital is special. Things like this do not need to go through the procedures of Kyoto. So it is very simple, but Wang Qiian did not expect that he would not go back with the mission. Some uneasy and disappointing, although knowing this experience, is good for the future official promotion, but he is still somewhat uncomfortable. "Adult, if you don't listen to you in a day, you will feel uncomfortable." Wang Qiian reluctantly looked at Fan.

Fan Xiao smiled and said: "Don't conflict with the Northern Qi Dynasty, Mingzhe protects himself, and I will pick you up in Kyoto one year later." In fact, he is used to having such a presence, the key is that Wang Qiian is in his hospital. The only cronies, but unfortunately, because they had to prepare to deal with the long princess’s money channel, they had no choice but to stay in Beiqi.

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During the speech, suddenly a horse was driven out of the city gate. The person who saw it immediately was not an official. Dressing up like a family member, could not help but provoke the attention of the officials. I thought about how to prevent the early cloth. A citizen has arrived here?

Fan’s eyes were sharp, but he saw the face of Tai Fu’s adult in the first line of the sending team, and his eyes showed a sad color.

Before the horse directly rode to the team, the family immediately rolled down the horse, and the words cried to the side of the ear to say something, handed a cloth roll to Tai Fu, and then pointed to the back of the city gate.

Tai Fu shook his body, did not know what was stimulated, looked at the carriage slowly coming to the city gate, shook his head sadly, looked back at Fan Xian, but his eyes were a little surprised.

He took a deep breath and then walked over to Fan. Liu Fan didn't know what was going on. Some of them hurriedly rushed down and took the cloth roll that Tai Fu’s adult handed over. Open, seeing the inside is a collection of poems. The slightly old handwriting on the page reads a few words:

"Semi-leisure poetry collection: Lao Zhuang note"

Tai Fu had some feelings and looked at the silent Fan Xian, and said: "This is the husband who gave it to the adults." When he said this, his tone could not help but bring a deep sorrow and heavy.

"Mr. Zhuang...goed."

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