Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The carriage was dim, the young man’s lips were filled with a faint smile, some deliberately displayed in order not to deliberately, some men should not carry the slight shame, and the faintly spread eyebrows are like in the temple. The murals in general have a natural feeling of ancient and noble.

"I don't want to understand." The young man's smile was a little bit annoyed. "I don't want to understand a lot of things, such as why he should check me. Doesn't he know that I really appreciate him?"

His fingers gently squeezed the sachet around his waist, sniffed the lilac smell that gradually came out, and gently leaned his head against the soft wall of the carriage, half-closed: "I appreciate him very naturally." The thing, the father is used to life right away, why do he value his name so much?"

No one dares to pick him up, no one has the ability to pick him up. So the young aristocrats are still trapped in that absurd unreality.

"why?"

"why?"

The shy smile gradually slid from his face. He gently moved his finger away from the sachet and placed it on his nose for two times. He seemed to want to save all the residual aroma of his fingertips.

"This doesn't work."

"But there is no way." The young man sighed and turned his head and glanced at the bunch of grapes that were placed next to him. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the branches of the grapes and threw the grapes out of his face. "The father loves him too much." ""

"Love more than love me."

He smiled a little nervously, and thought of the prince in the palace, thinking of Xinyang's aunt, waved. Said to the imperial censorship around him: "Seek."

Yu Shi He Zongwei did not participate in this action. He suddenly raised his head, but he saw a tired look in the eyes of the two emperors, and he did not speak for a long time.

The censor's coffin was separated from the chop bones. It is bloody, and this has naturally become the most sensational news in Kyoto recently. The new newspaper in the palace has written down the situation at the time, and the official report inside the government is clearly written.

Everyone knows that His Majesty has once again re-emphasized the authority of the Supervisory Court through this matter, and more obviously, he once again emphasized his intention to return to the young man named Fan Leisure.

There is a seat in the Imperial Study Room, and there is a place in the Supervisory Academy. Then there is the face given by the squatting staff. Fan Xian, this already dazzling name, is now outside the golden content. More and more thick black and gray edges, so that most officials do not dare to face up.

On the day when Yushi was beaten, it was rumored that the young Titus was squatting outside the royal study room, and he was able to stop the punishment of the rod, and he was able to survive. He lost all his suspicions. The Hougonggong, who was sentenced at the time, was also revealed very casually. The reason why he did not have three sticks was to kill Yushi. It is also the secret request of Fan Tistian.

Fan Xian did not turn this matter into the people's sentiment in the court. He has always kept silent on the scepter. On the contrary, this attitude has made him gain more understanding and support. After all, He retained the lives of those poor censors. The students of Kyoto Shilin and Taixue, who originally stood on his side, felt that they did not support the wrong person.

Qing folk people, always thought that the supervision of the hospital is a dog, but until this incident, perhaps because the reputation of Fan Xian Shi Xian is too dazzling. People began to learn to face up to this institution that has been hidden in the darkness. For the supervision of the hospital... At least one impression began to gradually reverse. There is no possibility of transition between black and white. In the camp of justice and evil, Allow different beauty.

The silence of gray, this is the supervision of the hospital.

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There are still a few days in the palace to enjoy the chrysanthemum. Fan is half-headed and sitting in his own courtyard. He guesses what the emperor is embroidering, and he is thinking about Fan Sizhen’s little confession. What to play, and occasionally think about it, the second emperor who is very similar to himself is still with a slight smile on his lips.

Fan Xian thought of this thing is quite uncomfortable, slightly shame? Innocent? This is your own sign! Suddenly I found a character who is more noble than myself. It also has such qualities. His innermost feelings begin to feel uneasy.

"Young Master." Fujiko said very respectfully: "As you said, Miss Shen has moved into the round."

Fan nodded and said: "Is there any difference in her days?"

Fujiko Kyung-do said: "There is no special performance except for some sorrow."

Fan nodded and slowly closed his eyes and said: "Press a post for me, please ask the old and young adults on the government to come to the house to have a meal."

"Do you want to inform the lord?" Fujiko Jing looked at him and asked in a small way.

Fan Xiao laughed: "This is natural. If the father knows that he can have a meal with Yan Ruohai, he will be happy."

Fujiko Jing should have come down and couldn’t help but say: "The doctor who called He Zongwei came again. Did the young master still disappear today?"

Fan Xian opened his eyes and didn't know what it meant. He certainly knew that He Zongwei, when he first entered Kyoto, had a relationship with the other person in a stone residence. At that time, the Kyoto big talent was attached. Guo Baokun, the only son of Shang Li Guo Shuzhi, is not willing to let go of his chance to make friends with him. He wants to be a hot person in power.

As for why he is now a Yushi doctor, Fan Xian is very clear about the hidden feelings. He knows that the other party has visited the door every day in recent days. He represents the noble master because he even avoids Li Hongcheng. I would be upset if I want to come to the second hall.

"See you."

Fan Xian waved his hand and stood up. The things prepared in the courtyard were almost the same, and they met each other. Express your attitude, not to declare it.

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After walking for a long time in the Yuanzi, Fan Xian himself was a little annoyed before he went to the former house. I thought about the night I came back from Beiqi. How did I run so fast? Perhaps I am really worried about my sister’s family, and my wife is wearing a green hat for myself?

Just thinking about the joke, I felt that the stone road between the autumn trees was shorter. I went to the study room of the former house, and the doctor named Yu Zongwei was already sitting in the room.

When he saw Fan’s leisure, He Zongwei quickly stood up and bowed his hand and said: “I have seen Fan Daren.”

Fan Xian waved his hand and said: "It’s not the first time I’ve seen it, I’m polite.”

This is true. In the days after the spring of last year, He Zongwei often came to visit Fanfan, perhaps also want to follow the path of Fan. But I didn't think that I had already been fancied by Fan Yi's thoughts on Ruo Ruo, and I really didn't like the deep temperament of this person, so I made a clear and clean line.

After a few times, no one took care of it. He Zongwei would have a hard time retreating. It was just a famous talent in Kyoto. For Fan Fuzhong people will naturally not be unfamiliar.

He Zongwei saw no other people in the study. He said very directly: "The lower official came because of the past."

"Previous things?" Fan Xian only said these two words, then he stopped. The eyebrows were slightly provoked, and with a trace of interest, he looked at the face of He Zongwei's imperial history, but waved his hand and stopped the other party's willingness to continue speaking.

He Zongwei's face was dark and black. At first glance, he knew that his family was poor in his childhood. However, in the years of his career in Kyoto, the official half-year-old practice made him more stable and slightly more than the pride of some talented people.

Especially the pair of scorpions are so clear and clear that they are not deliberately upright. Let the singer have a feeling of being amiable, but falling into the eyes of Fan Yi, it is extremely inconspicuous.

"What is the past?" Fan leisurely squinted and smiled and asked: "The official is not very clear."

He Zongwei really deserves to be the second emperor's lobbyist. He smiles lightly, and the black face reveals a loyal smile that cannot be missed: "There is nothing wrong with it, the lower official mouth is wrong, just bring a box of clouds and mountains for the second hall." Tea is coming."

Fan Xian looked at the seemingly ordinary box in front of him and fell into silence. He knew that if he received this gift, it would be the same thing as the previous history. In the eyes of His Royal Highness, Perhaps Fan Fan did not eat anything, but instead got a big face under the wooden pole in front of the palace wall, he should be willing to be happy.

"He Da’s population is wrong, I think of a predecessor.” Fan Xian smiled and looked at He Zongwei.

He Zongwei couldn't help but feel the trepidation. He felt that this young and handsome man was an adult. When he entered Kyoto, he took all the brilliance of his genius as a genius. How did he look like the statue of His Highness?

"What is the adult's point?" He Zongwei's heart was a little uneasy.

Fan Liu looked at him coldly: "The official left Kyoto in the spring and went to Beiqi. Unexpectedly, these days they turned back, but they found that things in Kyoto have changed a lot. Even their father-in-law is now People are forced to go to the elderly."

He Zongwei had some bitterness in his tongue, and he couldn’t say anything at all. He knew that what he was most afraid of had finally happened.

Fan Xian quietly said: "He Daren should know who Wu Boan is?"

He Zongwei’s strong spirit: “It’s a counselor of the old family.”

Fan Xian raised an eyebrow and said: "He Daren really is an old-fashioned person. This spring, the adults went to Beijing together with Wu Bo'an's widow, but I don't know where the lady Wu went now?"

He Zongwei gritted his teeth and stood up. He bowed his hand and said: "Fan Daren, the student died of the old man's death on the same day. Therefore, he boldly brought Wu to Beijing. It is good to go down with the students. This matter involves the law of the Qing law, the students can not hide, but also hope to forgive the human body." He naturally does not expect Fan Fan to be able to put himself in the past, but now he has already made good relations with the second hall, strong neck said: " Adults can do everything against Hemou, but the second is true, and I don’t want adults to insist on resignation."

Fan took a look at him and said faintly: "This official is the official of the court. Naturally, it will not target someone. Just Fan is just an ordinary person. He always remembers some personal complaints."

He Zongwei glanced at him with a hateful look. He knew that today’s meeting and discussion has become a mirror of flowers and waters. He thought that although he had a relationship with himself, he was a member of the Qing Dynasty’s subjects, using some means. how is it? Don’t you use the means? Think about it like this. When he got up, he prepared to go.

Fan Xian looked at him with a disgusted look, and suddenly made a move that was inconsistent with his identity and stepped forward. One foot is lying in the other's waist!

A muffled sound, He Zongwei's embarrassing hobby fell to the ground!

After all, He Zongwei is a famous figure in Kyoto. Now he is the censor of the Imperial Academy. He is furious and climbs up and points to Fan Xianyi: "You...you... dare to beat me!"

Fan idled his fist and said: "It’s you! You want to come to the government to fight, I naturally have to meet you." It’s a few punches, although I dare not kill each other, but it’s also A big pig's head.

He Zongwei dared to stay again, holding a very painful head. When I think of this adult debut, I was famous for her black boxing. I quickly ran to the outside of the house, just when I left the house. Also smashed a paragraph of Fei Fei's flying legs, plus a tea box darts.

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Fan leisurely looked at the wolf's figure, which made it feel better. He bowed his head and shouted: "That I fell over with Yuezhang. I also went to the palace to seek peace. ***, this is not a fight. what?"

Fujiko Jing flashed from the side. The bitter smile said: "Young master, this thing has spread out, I am afraid that the face of the master is not good."

Fan shrugged and said: "It’s just a dog that will be called, it’s not for the sake of his master."

It is said that a few months ago, when Fan was still in the northbound mission, he once got the report in the courtyard. He knew clearly about the process of the deceased, that is, his dear Yuezhang. With the help of the old man, Shawn, his judgment on this matter is more accurate.

Wu Bo'an is a counselor who was placed in the phase reserve by the princess. In the summer of last year, she challenged Lin Jia Erzi and the North Qi team. They wanted to assassinate Fan Li in Niulan Street, but they died in the grape rack. Because of this incident, Wu Bo’an’s son was also in Shandong, and he was tortured to death by the prime minister’s door. Fan Xian naturally does not know now, this is the deepest nail buried by Chen Pingping, Yuan Hongdao.

Wu Bo'an's wife was arranged in Beijing by Xinyang, and cleverly passed the hand of He Zongwei, and lived in an old house in the old court of the ancient court, and began to sue the royal form.

What really turns Lin’s father up is a very unreasonable murder.

On the streets of Kyoto, there is a killer who wants to assassinate Wu Bo'an's wife. It seems that the men of the lord want to destroy the mouth, but it is unfortunately saved by the two emperors and Jing Wang Shizi.

The matter was taken to the palace, and the prime minister, Lin Ruoxi, had to accept the transaction under the table and left Kyoto.

Fan Xian was reported from the hospital on the road and began to doubt the role played by the two emperors and Jing Wang Shizi in this matter. It was from that day that he began to think about this second emperor and Xinyang. The real relationship between the long princess.

Every time I saw Dabao, Fan Xian would think of the father-in-law who had returned to his hometown. This is not a public official, but a private grievance between Fan Xian and the two emperors. Far-reaching thoughts, but at least, Van is a man, and I have to repeat the information in this matter.

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Fan leisurely smashed his fists and acted a little bit of bones. He really felt that his spirit was much better. He turned back to the back house and walked all the way. He said to the vine in front of him: "Do not tell the father about this matter. I am embarrassed to want to come to He Zongwei. Going around."

When I came to the back house, my nephew was still embroidering the thing carefully and carefully. Fan looked at his wife and smiled and went up.

He Zongwei was beaten, he was naturally embarrassed to pass around, but the second emperor still knew this thing, and he did not understand how Fan Li was so arrogant. The Second Highness did not seem to have any influence in the DPRK, but in fact, with the help of Princess Xinyang, he has already obtained many loyalties from the courtiers, so he does not really see Fan Xian in his eyes.

But now I want to come to it, this fan leisure... obviously a big talent with a heart and a heart, how can it become a rather unreasonable Lu Chen? Is it true that the influence of this institution on a person is really so great?

However, His Royal Highness still believes that Fan Xianding is only caught in a dispute of arrogance. He is not willing to condescend to see Fan Xi in this situation. He wants to come to Fan Zhewei after he has beaten him. He should be quiet. So he just wrote a letter to Xinyang, and there is not much worry.

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Within the beautiful palace of Xinyang, the beautiful old tree is slowly and silently pulled away from the branches and leaves, and the yellowish leaves are floating among the white gauze. A soft hand reaches into the air, gently follows a leaf, the blue veins on the hand is not so thick, just sneak in the white jade skin, like the spirit of jade, very beautiful.

Li Yunrui, the long princess who left Kyoto for a year, yawned like a girl, throwing the dead leaves in her hand to the ground, lifting her arms and holding her lower jaw, and her eyes turned slightly. Streamlined and said: "How does Mr. Yuan look?"

She sold the prime minister Lin Ruoxi, and now he is committed to Xinhong, a counselor in Xinyang. It’s expressionless, but the scorpion is just rightly showing a sigh of misunderstanding: “The second Highness is the genius of the sky, and it’s a bit of an enemy.”

The princess ate a smile and said: "The Fan is just a young man, called the enemy. Mr. Yuan is too cautious."

Yuan Hongdao smiled bitterly: "This aunt is not an ordinary person. Although the affairs of the Northern Qi Dynasty have not been fully realized, the long princess has not achieved the whole calculation. But Fan Daren is ingeniously centered, his hands are not bloody, but he has chosen the Northern Qi Emperor. Tiger assassination is heavy, such a character, where can be described with the word Lu Xun? What's more, the grandfather is a generation of poetry, so the characters of Jinkou embroidered, the mind is only how many times more complicated than ordinary people."

The princess sighed and slowly got up from the Jinzao, a large back neck exposed outside the palace. It is very beautiful, like a swan.

"This kid didn't save Shaun out. Actually, it was still sinister and heavy. This Cui is like this day, and the town of Fushun is still empty. The following Jinyiwei are not dare. As the owner, the channels for shipping at one time are blocked."

He has been standing still in the side of the princess, Huang Yi, respectfully said: "There is a discussion with the Northern Qi Taihou, but the young emperor of Beiqi is very hard neck recently, and it is hard to withstand the appointment of Changning Hou as the commander of the town. ""

The princess sneered and said: "The old woman in Beiqi is really an idiot. It is good to pick an inconspicuous confidant. If you want your brother to be a spy, is she a stupid son?"

Yuan Hongdao reminded me at the side: "The matter of Beiqi is for the time being, but I don't know how the situation in Beijing will develop."

Huang Yi has never liked him to come to Xinyang soon, but he won the trust of the long princess, and pressed against the faint vinegar in his heart. He said: "After a small chaos in Beijing, it should be calm down, and I don’t want to pick it up. The successor to the hospital has an irreconcilable contradiction with his own son."

Yuan Hongdao sneered: "The old man doesn't know how to think about it. I only know that the little fan is a master who refuses to suffer. This time, the court has visited the royal family to participate in him. This is to remind him that something can't be done. When I touched it, I expected that it was such a favor to him, and that Fan’s face was damaged. At this time, it is natural to find a way to find it."

Huang Yi can't care about his look. He said: "Does Fan Fan dare to make things big?"

The princess smiled and said at this time: "Mr. Yuan said that it is reasonable. This time, the palace should not rush to let the court go to touch the little guy. The little guy’s temper is screaming." She suddenly covered her lips. Laughing: "Huang Yi, you don't want to say this, my son-in-law... It's really a man who loves to make trouble. Fan Jian's old goods give his son a name, and it's a foresight to know that my son-in-law is quiet." ”

She smiled at her lips, but in the palace is a bright color, the vivid meaning in the eyelids, the charming meaning in the eyebrows, like the rain in the autumn, moisturizing every space Let Huang Yizhen be in the same place without knowing how to speak, even Yuan Hongdao can not help but some loss of God.

"I guess my good son-in-law will definitely bite the second and second." The princess smiled and said, "Write a letter and let the second child seek peace. No matter how much injury, I will summon."

Although the most beautiful woman in the country is gentle, but the power inside is no one dares to talk about it. Huang Yi wants to stop and can't help but shake his head.

The princess smiled sweetly: "My mother said to me, let me go back to the palace for the New Year, wait for it, wait for my return to Beijing, and then play with the good girl."

In Kyoto, in the arms of the autumn night, the secret agent of the Supervisory Institute began to act.

Qintian Supervisor is an insignificant position, but at some special time - such as a falling meteor, such as a month when a dog is eaten - he is responsible for explaining to his majesty, and his explanation is Time will have very serious consequences.

He is the second man of the Highness, but he has not yet had time to play his role, and the black dogs who are most famous in the country are in their mouths.

Above the long street, a few sounds, more than a dozen black people like the night demon, jumped directly into the real estate of the Qintian Superintendent. By the time the guards reacted, their lords had been bundled into scorpions by these black men!

These thieves did not leave, but lit up the lights in the courtyard.

Under the lights of the full house, the guards who were armed were looking at the clothes of the black men, but they did not dare to do it.

In a black suit, the personal leader of the company, who looked at the crowds in the field, and the family members of the Qintian Supervisor, said one word at a time: "The Supervisory Academy is going to handle the case."

After finishing this sentence, the officials of the Supervisory Office dragged the Qintian Supervisor out of the house and stuffed it into the carriage, but it disappeared into the dark night. There was a mourning sound in the prison of Zhengzheng, and the lights gradually went out.

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