Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Fanjia is now divided into a former house and a home. The students occupy a large part of Nancheng. In the middle of the two houses, there is a round of rockery. The round is naturally not too small. At this time, it is winter, the trees are early and stiff, only some The frozen bamboo plum is still stretching. On the early morning of this morning, Fan Fu Yuan suddenly heard a rush of breathing.

"Hey...oh...hey."

Fan is wearing a single coat and is running around the rounded wall. When he is injured, he is eager to exercise. It is a bit difficult and he is a little rough. The two tiger guards on duty and several six swordsmen are guarding all the corners of the flower circle, and it is necessary to ensure the safety of the early exercise of the adults.

Outside the study room in the distance, Deng Ziyue and up to two people showed strange expressions, and their eyes moved with the leisure. They don't understand why Fan Xiu has to run for so long every morning. Fan Xian did not explain it. The twice-daily training is a good habit he developed from a very young age. Now he can't cultivate instinct. Only in the exercise of my body muscle energy, it is more hard work, hidden and hard, is one of the best qualities of Fan Leisure.

The next generation of people in the back of the house did not look at the running young master. In these days, everyone has become accustomed to it, brushing their teeth in front of the stone steps in the next room, and squirting a bubble chat. This is a good thing in the inner Curry, and only the Fan family back home is willing to buy it for the next person, who is Fan Fei is a somewhat mentally clean person.

Ten laps finally ran away. Fan stood under the eaves outside the study room, gasping for a big breath, his hands on his hips, his head down. Looked like the fourth quarter of Yao Ming is generally wolf, waved his hand, indicating the side of the copper pot next to the ring.

The women at home are still on Cangshan, so there is another ring in the former house to serve him. The man squinted at the two squatting heads, curiously glanced at the sweaty young master, and felt that his life was strange. Why did the young masters have to suffer so much? She put the copper basin on the bench, put a coat on the van, and used the tip of the tail to play in the basin. I tried the water temperature and whispered softly: "Young master, according to your instructions. The water is very hot. It will be cold again."

Fan nodded and reached for the towel in the copper basin. I didn't care about the hot water, and I didn't screw it. I lowered my body and covered the towel on my face. I wiped it hard.

The water drops drip from the towel and his cheeks, and it sounded like a ring.

After washing your face. His face has been burnt a little red, and the spirit seems to be much better, his eyes are clear and radiant. Throw the towel back into the basin and look at the two people around me. After a little sinking, he said: "To enter the palace today, the more you go, the more you go, the more you have to look at these days."

Deng Ziyue gave a cry and went on his own. Fan Xian looked up again and said: "You are waiting for me for a while, and you will find something for you."

After the wind was settled in Kyoto, I knew that the palace did not intend to destroy myself from the **. Fan Xian is no longer jealous of anything, he called four Hu Wei down from Cangshan. Up to today, it is not a rotation. It was screamed by Fan and shouted. This is a bit of doubt. Listen to him saying this, his heart is a little safe, and he stayed outside the study.

In the quiet study, the look in Fan’s eyes was slightly dimmed. He sat down on the chair and looked at his body in detail. He found that the situation after the last gas explosion in the body did not Get too much improvement, the meridians are still riddled with holes, and the infuriating between the viscera, temporarily honest, does not hurt the function of the internal organs. In this situation, he did not dare to force the enthusiasm to mobilize, but if you wait for the meridian to automatically recover, who knows when to wait?

After returning from Cangshan, Fan Xian has been very silent. There is no direct participation in the discussion and struggle of the outside world. In the view of Chen Pingping Fan Jianfei, the older generation, the young people may be shocked by successive shocks. Lived, and that level of political struggle, is indeed not controlled by the current leisure, so he acquiesced his boring.

But only Fan Xian himself knows that the reason why he seems to be loose in this period, let the fathers arrange, the biggest reason is still in his physical condition. Wu Zhushu once said that no one in the world can truly trust, so Fan Fan only trusts himself. In his opinion, whoever is favored, who cares for the old is not as good as his own strength. Rest assured, even if there is a tiger guard in the vicinity of the supervision institute, there is a team of the new year, but if there is a real dissonance, the last thing that can be relied on is still only its own force.

The problem is that he is now insane and has no ability to protect himself. Although outsiders think his injury is getting better, he knows that this is far from being the case - so he must be silent and must be like a The tortoise is indented into the shell, and although it is ugly, it is safe.

Outside the study, there was a knock on the door. Fan paused and slammed into the door. It was a wife of the vine. There was a tray with two bowls of soup and a few pills, which showed a strong herb smell. .

Fan’s medicine is now staring at the vines every day, and there are not many people who can trust him in this very important part.

The vines and their daughter-in-law put the tray on the table, and quickly went to the side to pour a few cups of warm tea, which was placed on the table like a platoon, and it was too late to pour the water when they were swallowed.

Fan leisurely shook his head, holding the medicine bowl in one hand, and grasping the medicine in one hand, just like eating sugar pills and drinking sugar, and sending it to his mouth without changing his color.

It’s just that the weight of the medicine is too much. He is so heroic, and the method of eating the wind and the clouds has taken a while to empty all the medicine on the tray.

"The bitter young master." Vine everyone's wife and children with a pity of color, swearing, it seems that taking medicine is himself.

In addition to pity, this woman also admire the young master, so much medicine is poured every day, where is the life of people? The young master can still face the color, and he is willing to go. The adult of the supervision institute is also a big knife. Isn’t it a knife wound, so it is so nervous to open so many medicines?

Fan Xiao smiled and said: "Save a breakfast."

The master and the servant both said a few laughs, and the vines and the wife of the wife left the study. Fan Xian sat down at the desk and began to daze. Every day, a pound of two pounds of medicine is eaten, the teacher's medical skills need not be mentioned much, and it is of great benefit to the solid meridian network, but after all, it is not a complete solution.

Think of this section. He couldn't help but think of the letter from Haishu, and he was willing to pass on the practice of heaven and earth to himself.

He laughed at himself, and it seems that the other party is ready to train himself like a tiger. This method has been done by Nanqing people. For example, the long princess, such as himself, hopes that the northern Shangshan can continue to maintain him. The bravery, the other party’s court is always in a state of tension and uneasiness.

Heaven and the martial arts, such a matter of importance, the bitterness must not dare to care. And under the door of the heavens, only Haishu has a good relationship with himself. Fan Xian decided that the next day he passed down the power, it will be Haishu. One thought of this, Fan Xian somehow, actually began to look forward to that day.

Suddenly his eyes were low, and he looked at the cups of tea in front of him. He felt that these cups of green and yellow tea were like one-eyed one-eyed people. After a glimpse, but because of his eccentric association, he laughed, followed by a throat. Stomach heart is at the account, vomiting is a big deal!

I knew that I had eaten too much medicine, and I ate too fast. He quickly took a cup of tea and poured it. He still licked his chest and smiled. It was no longer like a woman in front of the vine. Look like it.

Somehow, when he was so tossed, his mood was eccentrically improved. What kind of life, hatred, threats, the palace, Jiangnan, all thrown behind the head. Also, life is countless pills, you have to swallow slowly, maybe bitter, maybe squatting, but you still have to eat, happy is always good.

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Up to one hand, the knife was behind, the feet were not standing, and the momentum was pressing, but no one saw that the hand holding the long handle behind him was shaking slightly. He looked at him in front of him and looked at his face with a smile. He thought that the adult was so happy today. It’s not like the mildew in the past few days.

After Fan’s study in the library, Gao Da knew that Tistian had to let him get up early today, and he had to learn from himself.

Gao Ming knows that he is not an opponent of Fan Xian, and the other party has been seriously injured recently. Of course, he refused to agree, but he was forced by Fan Fan. The last two decided not to compete with each other. This is exactly what Fan has wanted. He is not angry at all. Naturally, he can’t really fight.

The tiger's long knife was on the black dagger that was picked up by the palace guards from the golden daisy in front of the hanging temple. The two "masters" fought in the Huayuan of Fanfu, and they were so busy that they provoked many people to watch and watch the excitement. They were even more daring, and they cheered for the young master.

Can not use the infuriating, relying on the ground is the body's control and reaction speed, but the moment is as high as the wind! In the face of the reaction and speed of Fan’s leisure, it seems that it doesn’t work very much. There is no infuriating weapon on the weapon. As high as it is discovered, Fan’s strength is bigger than himself. For this question, he is really thinking. I can't understand it. I know how hard I practice martial arts. How can I ask the adults to be above myself?

Especially nowadays, facing the leisure, not only facing a superior, but also thinking of Fan Xia's rumored experience, Gundam's shots will always have some subconscious fear. As a result, after the confrontation, the hand holding his long knife shook.

Fan’s fingers were pulled out, and the slender black dagger was cleverly circled in his hand, drawing a black circle, which looked very strange. In fact, this was just a time when he was in the classroom before he was in hospital. It’s nothing, but it’s in the eyes of Gundam.

He looked at Gundam, frowned and shook his head and said: "You also see that I am hurt, don't keep your hands."

After saying this, his toes were on the slightly slippery winter soil. The whole person leaned forward and quickly rushed over. As soon as the eyes were dark, the two hands held a long handle and the legs were slightly squatted. , violently screamed: "broken!"

The long knife is being cut down, and the air in the early morning of Fan House is cut.

The knife fell quickly, Fan leisure shot faster, actually when the Gunblade was still on the top of the head, it had already rushed to the front of the other side, with one leg and one arm, like a bird foraging, holding a dagger I slammed it down!

When the sound is crisp, the two people are separated by two steps. After shaking for two, he stood firm. Fan leisure took up the momentum, so that the long knife can not fully force, but the up is the advantage of the weight of the long knife itself, the two men tied a tie.

Fan is a smile. He waved his hand and said, "Let's do it today. Let's play it, let's play one every day... I think it's very good for healing."

After saying this, he coughed twice, covered his lips with his sleeves, and looked at the blood on his sleeves. He didn't panic. The last blow didn't use any infuriating, but the blood rushed back. Did not really protect the heart, or suffered some injuries.

Gundam did not notice this, but frowned and said: "Adult. It is best not to call the infuriating after you are injured. However, it does not seem to be very useful to use the war to practice without the infuriating. After all, the enemy is different. Too big... Even if you practice your body to the extreme, you can't bring too much benefit to the realm."

He is the leader of the Tiger. Looking at Fan’s running, he mistakenly thought that Fan Xian was planning to take a new practice path and enter the home. Of course, he is holding on to his subordinates and is very cautious about this kind of "squatting evil".

Fan Xiaoxiao said: "It’s just a matter of mealing. I certainly know what is the foundation. You don't have to worry."

He did not say a word - in this world, some people are not really infuriating, but they can still reach the top of the world - such as Wu Zhushu.

On the night before the outside of the house, the murder case was reported to him. He thought that Wu Zhushu had killed the assassin in Xinyang and didn't care much. Just thinking that one day I have to find a secluded house, and then let Wu Zhushu cut a few plates of cold gibs, and then drink a few small wines, reminiscent of the happy time in Cangzhou.

At this time, the red sun has already come out, and the morning cold has gone slightly. The ring of the former house has already come and shouted. Fan leisurely entered the house to change clothes, and went to the front house, all the way to see the rising sun and the full winter scenery, the heart is sloppy, I do not know the closest to Wu Zhushu has drifted away to repair, and himself What kind of danger has been faced, fortunately, it has all passed.

Fan’s breakfast atmosphere is a bit weird.

After all, the people in the former house are not served by Fan Xian every day, so those who look pretty and handsome are always greedy to peek at the "beauty" of the young master. Anyway, the young master is also used to seeing the habit, and does not care about this. But today, there are not many rings that dare to look at the vanity that has just entered the door. They just stand silently and stand behind the table to serve, and occasionally have a bold look, but the eyes are fearful.

The imperial power is like the heavens. This thought has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of all the people in the world. Nowadays, it is the illegitimate son of the emperor and the hostess of the Ye family. So everyone sees Fan’s eyes differently. The blood of the heavenly family... no more than just the dear and respectable The young master is no longer just a dictator of the civil and military, but the son of the Son of Heaven.

It’s just in this rumor that Fan Fu’s lord and the family’s Shang Shu Fan Jiandi’s role are inevitably awkward, so even if Fan’s descendants are curious, they can’t show themselves at the dinner table unless they don’t want to die. I had to whisper in the room in the middle of the night.

Fan Xian can also detect this strange, but the beautiful smile on his face has not been scattered. He walked straight to the table, and he was very disciplined. He respectfully went to the father of the grandmother who was sitting on the side.

Fan Jian half-closed his eyes and raised his spirit, and naturally nodded. Liu’s face sitting next to Fan Jian was a bit weird, forcibly covering up, but the smile was still somewhat unnatural.

The background of Liu’s family is profound. Of course, knowing the authenticity of rumors, these days have long been shocked, especially when I thought that I had thought about poisoning the young man in front of me, my heart was even more fearful. When she thought of the true identity of Fan Xi, she felt that she was very inappropriate because she wanted to stand up and avoid the anger.

It seems that she is aware of her strangeness. Fan Jiandi’s lips are floating and taunting. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at his son. He said, “To enter the palace today, pay attention to the action.”

Fan Xiao laughed: "It’s not the first time to go back. There is nothing to pay attention to, it’s not the same as before."

It's not the same as before. The meaning in this sentence is very simple and not very simple. While listening to Liu’s heart, while still pondering, the father and son on the other side have already smiled and looked at each other. One is old and comforted, and the other is envious of Sisi.

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... is eating a meal, and suddenly heard the faint voice from the main entrance to the east side of the garden. Fan Jian stopped his chopsticks and frowned. "Who is not?" Fan handed the towel over, letting Liu wipe out the porridge on his beard for his father. He knew that his father had gone from the life of Liu Jinghe since he left. It’s the way to be righteous. At this time, when I saw my father’s slight fire, I couldn’t help but laugh: “What’s the matter, you can eat with peace of mind.”

Some of the people rushed to the door of the house and said it, and the ring went into the hall. One of Fan’s listened to the big brother, and he refused to persuade his father to eat with ease. Stopped the chopsticks and looked at the doorway slyly. I don't know what to say when I stayed.

Little grandmother Lin Biaoer. Miss Fan Ruoruo, at this time has led Sisi four big two ring, a follower maid, sitting in a carriage from Cangshan back to Kyoto, this time has arrived at the gate!

Fan looked at his father and said: "Father. Are we not on the mountain?"

If the deaf person rushed back to Kyoto in the early morning, it would have been the body that was moved yesterday. It was actually coming back overnight. So urgent, even the Hu Wei and the officials of the Supervisory Academy who stayed in the mountains did not have time to send a letter to themselves... This is naturally because the girls finally know the rumors circulating in Kyoto, such a big thing, they are worried Of course, I have to hurry back.

Fan Jian learned that his daughter’s daughter came home, and her face had returned to calm. She had wiped the towel twice from Liu’s hand and lowered her head to drink porridge. Slowly, she said: “Ye Linger’s Shantou and Rojia County are both In the mountains. Can this be a few days?"

Looking at his son's expression, Fan Jian smiled and said: "You young people have something to say, go to the back house, stay in the kitchen and let you do it again in the small kitchen, get down from the cold place on the mountain, and get some hot again. ""

Fan Xian knew that his father had let go, and he quickly slammed it and went out to pick up people.

After the house is quiet, if Fan and the child are sitting in the room, like the three mud bodhisattvas, they don’t seem to know who should open it. After all, this is a bit complicated. If Fan Fan explained it, I’m afraid to say it. For a long time, if the girls asked the questions, but they didn’t know what the rumors were all about, and asked them indiscriminately, wouldn’t make Fan’s heart feel unhappy.

After a long while, I finally bite the lower lip of the bite, and asked, "Is the rumor in Beijing calming down?"

"No." Fan Xiu heard his wife ask, but his heart sighed with a big breath, and smiled back: "The rumors of this kind of thing, where can be stopped for a while... You two are also, how big is this? Things? It’s worth rushing down the mountain, driving the night, if you both fall, how can I be better?”

At this time, he taught his wife and sister a set, but he forgot that he had fallen down like a dog at home, and was ridiculed by Fan Jian Chen Pingping.

"I will stay in the palace for a while." Fan thought about it, looked at the sister who was talking about it, the disheartened wife, smiled and said: "What is going on, come back later and talk about it... but there is a sentence When the words are in front, I am free, and I am always a fan. This guarantee can be given."

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Fan leisurely went out to prepare for the entrance to the palace, but his face was tired and his thoughts came to him. Sisi played small and grew up with Fan Xi, the love is not necessary to say, the key is to be extremely daring by Fan Xian, there is no jealousy and too much respect. Lin Biaoer and Ruo Ruo had some questions that could not be exported. Instead, the big ring was directly more. She secretly took Fan’s sleeves and came to a quiet place in Huayuan. She asked:

"Young Master, listen to Miss Ye, the mother of you... is the hostess of Ye Family?"

Fan was laughing and laughing, patted his head and said: "It’s still the most fun." Then he lowered his voice and whispered mysteriously: "Yes."

Sisi opened his mouth and immediately turned into a smile. This big ring is two years older than Fan Xi, but it is always such a soft and sturdy temper, and he does not satisfy the heart of the gossip. Continue to ask: "That... you are really... your son?"

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