Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The curtains floated with the oncoming wind, revealing the green mountains outside the corner of the car, and the long stone road that rushed back, like a myriad of pictures, which are constantly rewinding.

At the corner of the picture, a black cloth towel is fluttering, turning into black light, gradually occupying the entire picture.

The picture turned brighter, and the mottled sequins turned into a familiar flower, which was open between the cliffs of Zhangzhou. A slightly rough but extraordinarily warm hand stretched out and picked one.

The flowers are dried by the sun and the sea breeze on the terrace on the roof of the house and mixed into the tea. The boiled water rushed into the cup, swaying the tea leaves and dried flowers, and the golden amber color appeared. Another hand reached over and steadily picked it up and placed it in front of it.

"Young Master, drink a cup of Sisi's new tea. Today is the first day of her entry." The long-lost winter sister has a gentle face and smiles. I don't know why, she didn't have a tofu in Shizhou today.

He shook his head, took the tea, and sent it to the other side. He looked at the nephew who was sitting next to him and was holding his chicken legs. He said, "Our oil, you can eat it, drink a cup of tea and clear the throat." ""

The nephew did not speak, but the sister sitting in her right hand smiled, and the faint sorrows in the eyebrows were all gone. It was very gratifying to look at myself.

"It's time to go." The five bamboos with a black cloth on his face said coldly.

"Where are you going?" I asked in my subconscious.

"Go to see the lady."

"Okay." Without a single dissent, he stood up in excitement, went to the bed to pick up his luggage, and the black box. But I don't know what happened. Today, this box is extraordinarily heavy, and I can’t lift it up, and I’m sweating myself.

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A drop of sweat followed the stunned frontal angle and slipped down. Dripping on the pillow, he confusedly opened a small gap in his eyes, looked at the rogue painting above without a god, knowing that he was in a strange room, could not help but be cold, thinking:

"Don't you wear it again?"

If you have to wear it once, you may be willing to die on the last time. Why bother to come to this world, see so many people, and encounter such things. Moved so much, gave birth to it, but left. I still remember.

Fan Xian’s escaping eyes finally adapted to the light in the room, and began to learn to focus like a baby. Finally, he clearly saw himself, and his nephew’s eyes had cried into red and swollen peaches. The corner. Biting the lower lip, refused to make a sound - it seems that he is still alive, still in the world of the country. Just don't know where you are lying.

It was a little difficult to bow, but he felt from the pain in his chest that his injury was not cured. At this time, all the people around the room were all low-eyed and sly-eyed monks. They were looking around for fear and looking for something, posing as busy and sad. At the door, a group of old men dressed in royal medical costumes were mourning. A middle-aged man spoke.

"Your Majesty, Chen, etc. is really impossible."

The middle-aged man was furious: "If you can't save it, you will be buried!"

In the semi-conscious state, Fan Xian, looking at this scene, could not help but sneer, but the lips did not listen to his brain commanding a corner.

He thought in his heart, this is indeed a familiar line, but this emperor, when I was dying, I came to worry, it seems that being a person is not very kind. Compared with the current situation, Fan is more hopeful than a father. The adult Fan Shangshu yelled at the doctor.

I want to reach out and pat the back of my hand, but I have no power to play a piece of air. There is no pain in the body. Nothing is empty. He forcibly mentions the heart, but it is a bang in the brain, and it faints.

When Fan Tisisi had a remnant of the emperor and comforted his wife, the whole of Kyoto had already turned around.

The emperor was assassinated!

This matter cannot be passed down to everyone in the world, so many people know this at dusk, but what makes the people feel good is that they are not injured in this incident. But it didn't take long before the news came. The Supervisor of the Supervisor, Xiao Fan, the loyal guardian, and the heroic shot, personally wiped out this great disaster, and then, after ignoring the illness, the weak body, chasing the temple The assassin entered Beijing and finally fell to the ground and was seriously injured. I don't know if I can survive!

Fan’s reputation in the celebration of the nationals has always been good. When I heard the news, most of the residents of Kyoto expressed their sincere fears and heartfelt blessings. The people who raised lanterns to celebrate the temple for him at night were actually arranged. Long line.

Fan Fu of Chengnan Street did not shine a few lights, a bleak, and the people were waiting for the news. After Fan’s injury, he was directly sent to the palace by the tiger guards. After returning to Beijing, he left the fan leisure after the serious injury in the palace, so that the royal doctors couldn’t help but look at it. The government has taken it for granted - the younger grandmother and the young lady have already entered the palace, and there is no news. But the rumored that the young master has been stabbed a knife, the injury is extremely heavy, and the doctor has no good method for a time.

To everyone's surprise, Fan Jian, the head of the family, did not enter the palace. He just sat in his study room and had a gloomy face. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Out of such a big thing, Chen Pingping couldn’t watch the beautiful songs and dances in the Chen Yuan in the suburbs. He was in a wheelchair and returned to the supervision hospital. He began to investigate the assassination in the first time and took over the temple. The little **** of the beggar and the body of the nine masters.

Jing Wang has already rushed into the palace, and the king of Jojia County stayed in the boudoir and cried.

I don't know how many little girls in Beijing are sad.

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The second emperor closed the door of the palace, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone under him to inquire about any news and react. He knows that his current situation is very dangerous. In the event of this autumn, any inappropriate move will bring disaster to himself.

The Great Emperor kept guarding the outside of the Guangxin Palace, and kept squatting.

Yigui also led the three emperors to stand outside the Guangxin Palace. Today, the three lives of the three emperors are equal to those saved by Fan. I don’t want to talk about the relatives between Yi Guifei and Fan Fu. As a woman in the palace, she also knows what is behind the earthquake. And what kind of attitude should be shown.

The Queen did not come. Prince Donggong also only cares about a few words at the Guangxin Palace. He comforted the nephew and if he had a few words, and asked his majesty to take the Eucharist as his weight, then he returned to the East Palace.

According to another news. Although the Empress Dowager only sent Hong Gonggong to look at it, the old man was burning incense and praying at the small mourning hall behind the light temple.

The news that Fan Xian’s serious injury will die will let all the forces of Qingguo make their closest real response. I can't help feeling a little ridiculously cute.

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In the past, the Guangxin Palace was the residence of the princess in the palace. It was the place where Fan was the first time to visit the palace in the night, but he did not stay in the palace, so there was no such thing as the previous wake up. I recognized myself lying in the palace. Although Fan Xian was so badly injured in order to kneel down. However, one of the courtiers was left in the palace to cure the wound. After all, it was a very unconventional thing. Fortunately, he still had a son-in-law who was a long princess.

Hey, scream. The door of the Guangxin Palace was pushed open, and the emperor came out with a calm face and looked at Fan Ruoruo, who was sobbing beside him, and his eyebrows were slightly tired. Yao Gonggong shuddered and said: "Your Majesty, you should go to rest first. Xiaofan is here to have the royal doctors, and it should be fine."

There was a cold flash in the emperor’s voice: "Those who are useless..."

"Your Majesty, I want to enter." Fan Ruoruo stabilized his mind and bowed to the emperor. "But... Tai doctor is not letting me in."

"Well?" The emperor frowned. "Why?" He noticed that Miss Fan had a very ordinary carrying case at her feet.

Fan Ruoruo bit his lip and said: "My brother hasn't woken up, but Hu Wei said, let me take the detoxification pills that he used in the past. It must have been in his mind before he was in a coma, but the doctor did not... believe me. ”

The emperor stood silently on the stage, and the royal doctor has his own procedures for treating the disease. It is normal to reject Fan Ruoruo's medicine. But the emperor at this time is different from the past many years... It seems that for the first time, he found that he has so many sons, only the one inside is the most promising, and only the one inside is not for his own position. Thinking about the problem...

Hanging on the temple, at such a critical juncture, if Fan’s first choice is to save the emperor regardless of life and death, I’m afraid that the emperor will still be wary of Fan’s leisure, because such a move may be his body. For a tyrant, who wants to show his loyalty to a monarch, and who is an emperor, has never believed in loyalty that can be seen.

The problem is... Fan has chosen to save the third!

If you look deeper, the court can even follow this detail, and you can’t do it. It is only the ordinary character of the emperor. From this detail, he thinks that under the very deep surface of Fan Xiancheng, there is still a gentle and kind heart... just like the woman in that year.

The funny thing is that Fan Xian didn't think so at that moment. The problem is that the emperor didn't know.

Therefore, the emperor is very pleased.

After knowing that Fan Xian was seriously injured and died, he had not wavered his heart for many years. He finally had such a slight tremor. He even began to doubt whether he was too extreme about Fan’s squeezing. After self-doubt, he was even more Fan Jian felt a sense of unreasonable embarrassment, a glimpse of the anger of the sky - such a good young man, by what ... can only be your son?

How many sons are you? The boss is too straight, the second child is too fake, the third child... is too small, as for the Prince? The emperor sneered in the bottom of his heart, thinking that this little **** did not think that you did not see that you deliberately stepped on the glass?

Therefore, he left Fan Leisure in the palace, on the one hand, to save the Fan as soon as possible, and on the other hand, a certain negative emotion in the bones of a middle-aged man. Fan Jian, who grew up with him since childhood, may be very clear about his psychological process, so he did not enter the palace when his son was seriously injured. It was just awesome to stay in Fan Fudi's study.

His majesty called, the doctor was leading a doctor who was taking a break to go out of the palace door, and returned with a bitter look: "Your knee, the blood outside stopped. But the knife hurt the guilt of Fan Daren. ""

The emperor slightly lifted his lower jaw and gestured to the existence of Fan Ruo Ruo: "Why not let Miss Fan Jia enter the palace?"

Even at this time, the doctors did not forget to maintain their professionalism. They frowned: "Those pills don't know what the ingredients are... The assassin's knife is soaked with poison, but the toxins are not analyzed clearly, so they don't dare to eat. afraid……"

"Afraid of a fart!" At this time, Jing Wang, who had been sitting in the chair under the steps, rushed up, slamming, and slaps on the cheek of Tai’s doctor. He said: "I have given you two hours. You don't want to save people. You must at least save your life! As long as he wakes up, his medical skills are much more reliable than your old man!"

Tai doctor is slap in the face. I was so angry that I couldn’t say anything.

The emperor was trying to reprimand the Jing Wang for his misbehavior, but listening to these words, the heart of the move, I feel that it makes a lot of sense. Now that Fei Jie is not in Beijing, it is necessary to talk about detoxification and healing, but I am afraid that no one is more powerful than Fan. Frowning said: "In any case, first think of the idea, wake up Fan Fan!"

As soon as the words were exported, the emperor discovered that Fan Xian was a versatile person, and if he was not worried about the poisoning of himself and the princes, he threw the sachet on the floor, even if he was invaded by the assassin sword. It will not fall into this field nowadays - and think of the benefits of Fan Xian. He couldn't help but sigh and sigh, if the mother of the child...not her, how good it would be.

He shook his head and returned to the royal study under the leadership of the eunuchs.

With the imperial decree, Jing Wang led Fan Ruoru, a guard at the door of the gate, regardless of the hard-working doctors, and went straight to the bed.

My nephew's eyes were red and swollen, and I didn't say a word. I just held a handful of cold hands and looked at the pale face after Fan Xiao's coma. It seems that I don't even know who I am after.

Fan Ruoru looked at this scene, his heart was awkward, but it turned into a firm, she believed that this great brother, it is impossible to die so simply.

"Wake him up." Jing Wang Ye is not like a flower grower today, but like a general who killed the decision, blink of an eye and said: "If the medicine is useless, I will lick him a finger."

Fan Ruoru did not hear this sentence, just take a few wooden boxes of different sizes from the box.

Jing Wangye said: "Do you know...what should I eat?" It’s not that he is not careful. After all, the doctors are not completely idiots. It’s also reasonable to say something. If the pills are wrong, the ghost knows what effect it will have. Maybe. At this time, the dying fan will directly lick the fart!

Fan Ruouo nodded and calmly took a pale yellow pill from the wooden box, and the pill had a very spicy taste.

She hoped to hand the pill to the hand of the scorpion. The two girls were all smart people. After Lin Biao’s palm trembled, she asked not to ask more questions. She sent it directly to her mouth and began to chew it quickly, and then took the eunuch’s hand. The warm water, drink a bite, make the medicine in the mouth more dilute.

On the sidelines, I was curious and nervous. I knew that the two daring girls were preparing to pour medicine. Anyway, they couldn’t stop it. Then one of them hurried forward and opened the door with special wooden tools. tooth.

Lin Yier bowed his head and fed it.

Jing Wang, who has been watching silently, suddenly stretched out a palm and patted it in Fan’s chest, then went down.

Then everyone began to wait nervously.

I don't know how long it took, Fan's long eyelashes trembled a little, then slammed open, but his eyes were a little weak.

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"Fan Daren wakes up!"

The eunuch, who had long been interested, shouted, and went out to the palace to report to the emperor, and the hall inside the hall was full of excitement.

The first thought that really woke up after Fan’s injury was: “There must be a lot of people who will be disappointed.”

Then he looked at the familiar faces that were nervous, excited, and still lingering, and said softly: "Pillows."

The nephew held his fist and his lips closed. It seemed that he couldn’t speak. I took a pillow and placed it on the back of his neck. I knew that Xianggong was looking at the injury in my chest, so I went to pad one and made his head higher.

If you have moved the bright candlestick over. After the injury, he was miserably exposed to the chest.

Fan leisure closed his eyes, let the pungent potion gradually spread out in the body, and raised the energy that he had withered to the extreme, which slowly opened his eyes and looked toward his chest.

The wound is not deep, and the position is slightly lower. It looks like the chest. In fact, it should be at the upper end of the stomach. The medical doctors have excellent treatment of external injuries, and Fan Xian can't pick anything wrong.

But he knew that the stomach should have been punctured. Still bleeding slowly, his instinct is completely scattered, it is impossible to rely on the instinct to come to the treatment... If you let the body continue to bleed. I guess it is not tonight, with this world of medical sage, there is really no way for the internal organs to be injured.

"Empressed." His energy allowed him to issue commands only briefly.

Fan Ruoru wants not to think. I took the boiled coarse cloth directly and wiped out all the powders on my brother's chest. The doctors who were on the sidelines exclaimed.

Not surprising. The wound at the chest began to seep again.

"Needle." Fan Xian gently spit out a word, barely moving hands, backhand holding the wife who was shaking and chilling hands.

If you take out a few long needles. Fan’s eyes turned slightly, and Jing Wang, who was watching the side, said: “Heavy, Mianmen, Yufu, Guanyuan, two points into the needle.”

The lower needle is the need for true gas to support the ground. At this time, it seems that only Jing Wang has this ability. After Fan Wake up, he guessed clearly. The one that had previously sent medicine to the abdomen did not know how many years of indulgence he had practiced. Jing Wangye had a slight glimpse. He did not seem to think that he should be a doctor. He took the long needles according to his words, and some of them were nervously tied to the acupuncture points pointed by Fan Xian.

When the needle is in the skin, the blood is stopped, and the surrounding doctors are stunned and can't believe it.

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"Three places." Fan Xianfen was unable to say a word to Jing Wangye.

Jing Wang immediately understood that the three departments of the Supervisory Academy were the best at making drugs. They were in chaos when they were concerned with their Majesty. They forgot to let them enter the palace to detoxify themselves. So they quickly went out of the temple and let people go to the Supervisory Institute. Organizers and one-time personnel enter the palace to save the disease.

I didn't expect the people in three places to have been waiting outside the palace. The three leaders have invited the court several times. They have to enter the palace to save the family. It is just a mess in the palace tonight. People were sent to the police to ask questions, but no one dared to ask for help, naturally no one would dare to let them into the palace.

At this time, Jing Wang’s imperial concubine was passed down. The people in the supervision institute finally breathed a sigh of relief and went straight into the palace gate and rushed to the Guangxin Palace. The three local people brought a lot of things, and the nails seemed to be metal objects. The fan lying on the bed listened to the sound, but it was like listening to jade? Lun sound is generally beautiful.

The three leaders are the disciples of Fei Jie's brother, who are Fan Xi's brothers. They are very close to Fan Yu in the supervision court. At this time, watching the younger brother lying in bed in a miserable manner, his face suddenly became gloomy. He walked to Fan’s side and put a finger on his wrist.

Everyone, including the royal doctor, watched him nervously.

After a while, the three leaders nodded and looked at Fan Xian and said: "The younger brother's pill has been excellent... However, this poison is a vein of Dongyi City. Try this one in the hospital."

Fan leisure heart fretting, according to the words of the drug, do not know whether it is a psychological factor, the spirit suddenly better.

The so-called three major poison masters in the world, Fei Jie is one, Shawn is the second, and one is the strange person of Dongyi City. Among these three people, Fei Jie is the most extensive, the undoubtedly the strongest, but with The poison master, the material chosen and the poisoning cloth style are strongly different. For example, Sean focuses on animal fats and glands, and Fei Jie focuses on plant pulp, which also affects the leisure. The poison that was born on the assassin's dagger was the saltpeter poisoning faction of the Dongyi City. The style of the two factions was unreasonable. It was very troublesome to solve the poison. How could there be a standing antidote in the hospital?

Therefore, Fan Xian is clear that this pill must have been sent to the palace to detoxify himself in the name of the brother, but he has been intoxicated with toxic pharmacy research all the year round, so that he seems to have some sturdy brothers, but he obviously did not think of this.

The toxins fade away, and the rest is the wound on the internal organs. Looking at the detoxification skills of the Supervisory Institute, the royal doctors finally admire some, but it is still very curious, this Van Tis and three are prepared to deal with the wounds in the body.

"Teacher, you have brought the set of tools that you have prepared in the past, I have brought it, how to use it?" The three leaders themselves did not seem to know the function of those things.

Fan looked at the **** mouth under his chest and gasped and said: "I need a person who is very courageous... I need someone with a particularly stable hand."

The three heads deal with the poisonous dead people all the year round. The scenes of the cut-offs are not known for many years. The courage is naturally big enough. As for the people with particularly stable hands? These bureaucrats in the three places seem to be able to cope.

But... Fan Ruoruo stood in front of the bed and said, "I am coming."

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