Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Supervisory Hospital. Fan went to the hospital and walked directly to the courtyard. He smiled and smiled with the officials who met him. This was the first time that he came to the hospital after the "rumored chaos", so he found the officials in the hospital. The eyes are very hot.

In fact, many lower-level officials do not know who Ye Xiaomei is, but every day he looks at the golden lines of the words. The name below is the name of the eyebrows. After a long time, there will always be some family familiarity and intimacy.

In Chen Pingping's intentional or unintentional connivance, the heads of the Eight Great Departments, the old guys who started chasing the old guys began to preach to their subordinates, what kind of business Ye Ye was, and what Ye Jia did for the supervision institute. Finally, the theoretical height has been raised to the point that there is no supervision home without Ye Family.

After all, Ye Jia was guilty of rebellion, so initially listening to the superiors boasting Ye Family, the officials of the Supervisory Academy were inevitably embarrassed, but found that the court did not seem to blame this, and another identity of Fan Tis It was also very interesting - so everyone started to be interested in knowing some of the details of the year.

After several times of brainwashing, the staff in the hospital felt the kindness of Ye Jiada in the past, and he felt quite a sense of military and civilian fish. Now he knows that Fan Ti Si is the biological son of the name on the stone tablet, and then looks at Fan Tis’s eyes. As usual, there are a few more real fears and intimacy.

It is no wonder that the old dean of the old dean will be able to preside over the appearance of this seemingly weak son who will take over the supervision.

Regardless of the government and the people, the Qing people still pay attention to a matter of course. Now, Fan Xian gradually shows his strength and sufficient wisdom in the hospital affairs, and he has the identity of the Ye family descendants who cannot be uttered in the mouth but are well-known. For him to have full control over the supervision of the hospital, it will be of great help, at least the internal doubts are basically eliminated.

Fan Xian has no time to take this opportunity today to go to the hospital for thousands of bureaucrats. He hurriedly walked to the large piece of land surrounded by Founder Building. Today's winter snow is already cruel, the spring breeze is still far away, the tall trees are not covered, the shallow pool is frozen like a mirror, and the fish inside are afraid of long ago. .

Chen Pingping was surrounded by thick fur, sitting in a wheelchair, listening to the crying around her, singing and turning back and forth, and her eyes closed slightly. The right hand gently tapped the beat on the handle of the wheelchair, hehe.

This scene makes it easy to associate Fan Leisure with a certain world. There are also some old men who like to sit on the old wicker chairs. The afternoon sun sneaked into the alley. The old phonograph is carrying the old Shanghai records. Yao Li or Bai Hong is soft but elastic. The voice of the song. Just like this with a little bit of sunshine...

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The problem is that Chen Pingping is not Li Jinguang. He does not listen to the phonograph. The level of the elderly is much higher than that of the average person.

Fan is too late to appreciate the old scorpion with feudal characteristics of petty bourgeoisie. Very sympathetically watching the Sangwen girl who kept singing the little song under the dead tree in the big winter, the girl’s face was reddish with freezing, but the sound did not shake, I don’t know if these days are Singing habits in cold weather, or singing is really amazing.

"The violent thing." Fan Xian waved and let Sang Wen stop, said with a smile: "I asked Sang to enter the hospital, I want to borrow her ability, rather than let her come to sing a song for you."

Chen Pingping opened his eyes. Laughing and said: "The division of labor is different, but they are all serving the court. If Sang girl can make me happy and live for two more years, it will be much stronger than following you."

Fan Xianxin moved and knew what Chen Pingping was saying. It seems that he also knows that his body can't be dragged for too long.

"I am going away soon." He patted Chen Pingping with wrinkles and the back of his hand. "Sang Wen, I want to take it away, and the building of the moon will go to Jiangnan."

"She will go again in the spring." Chen Pingping sighed: "There is a way to go with the three halls."

Fan Xian was very annoyed, how can he almost forget the oldest thing.

Sang Wen was blessed with a blessing, and he and Su Wenmao left far away, leaving room for the two young and old guards to speak.

After a long distance, I couldn’t hear what Chen Pingping and Fan Xian were saying. They only looked at Fan Fei’s half-squatting face, and his face seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. After Chen Pingping smiled a little, he laughed again and patted it. It seems to be comforting him.

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"Let's go." Fan Xian said to Su Wenmao, and then took a look at Sanwen. Sang Wen was rescued from the Baoyue Building by one hand, and he was transferred directly to the Supervisory Hospital. He was also a person he trusted. However, in recent days, Sang Wen basically did not have the opportunity to follow him. Instead, he was responsible for singing Chen Pingping every day. .

"Sang girl recently had a good time?" Fan asked.

Sang Wenwen smiled, and the slightly fat cheeks looked very happy. The slightly big mouth was not so glaring. He said, "There is no side thing every day. It is to sing some little songs to the old man. It is very easy. ”

"Very good." Fan said with a smile: "According to the Dean's meaning, you will go to Jiangnan in a few months, this paragraph..."

He suddenly paused and said in a harmony: "You are around the dean and make him happy."

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Supervisory Hospital and was ready to go to the 28th slope. The emperor gave Fan Xianding a too close to Beijing. The time was too small, so that Fan Xian’s time was somewhat unprepared. There were many things that had to be arranged before Beijing, so he had to get it within these few days, so today he It is very busy.

Up to three of the Tigers are still not on the carriage, Fan Leisure is not enough trust for these few bodyguards.

Fan Xianlu waited for a moment, Su Wenmao got on the bus, smashed some red hands, and lowered his voice and said: "There are three places where the palace gates were transferred. Yao Gonggong went to the suburbs of Beijing. This matter is not kept secret. So, there is no order in the palace."

“What does Lao Yao go to the Beijing suburbs?” Fan Xian asked curiously.

Su Wenmao put his palm across the throat, compared to a cut-throat hand: "The last **** in the temple suspended assassin...the parents are in a village in the suburbs of Beijing, Yao Gonggong is going to deal with this matter. With the guard Go."

Fan Xian frowned and frowned. After a long while, he sighed and said: "The assassination of the holy, the little **** did not consider the consequences. Did not think about it... whether he can succeed, the relatives in the village are afraid of death. It’s clean.”

The carriage slowly moved.

Su Wenmao looked at the face of Tis, and he did not want to understand why it was a crime against the sin. This time, the palace has already controlled the scope of the company, and there is no Jiuzu of the small eunuch. It is already benevolent.

"Adults are kind, but these things can't be loosened." Su Wenmao explained: "It's just a few dozen deaths."

Fan Xian is not the cause of discomfort in the minds of the people who are guilty. He said: "I just hate the little **** for revenge. But I don't care about raising my father's kindness."

Su Wenmao was amazed. After a while, he said: "If you say a big sentence, you can kill the father's hatred. If you don't share the sky, the little **** should naturally be squandered and frustrated, but he chose this way, but no one thought it was surprising."

Fan is silent. In the bottom of my heart sneer, Qingguo from the emperor, pay attention to filial piety. In the Qing Law, it is acquitted to kiss relatives. His eyebrows are abruptly disgusting, but this can't be said to anyone who is around to think of the little eunuch's revenge for his father, so he gave up the hardships of his parents, and put the adoptive parents into death, and consciously What should be - what kind of shit-like logic this is.

Twenty-eight miles of slopes arrived, and the carriages went along the long street, and the bright, incomparable shop doors on the street were painted with varnish. It seems that we are welcome to come. Before the car arrived at Qingyutang, Su Wenmao had not had time to hand over the post, and he heard a few bangs. This huge yard, the long-opened middle door, opened without any scruples and greeted someone.

The seventeen shopkeepers of Qingyutang are not in their own huts today, nor are they accounted for in the palaces of the various government houses. They are standing in the doorway and welcoming them. Seeing Fan Tis from the car, these 17 people Qi Qi was half-squatting on the ground and gave a big gift.

Fan Xian quickly asked these shopkeepers to get up, looked at the acquaintance in the seventh, and nodded with a smile.

Ye Da’s treasurer is nearly half a hundred this year. His eyebrows are soft and he knows that it’s not a place to talk outside. It’s not clear how the young man dared to come in the sky—but he still has the calmness and the hand. Please stay in the hall and go to the next person to greet the people next to you. Only up to three people shook their heads, and they were loyal to their strictness, and they were not separated from Fan.

Fan leisurely used his eyes to indicate that Ye Da had no obstacles. This was the time when he entered the middle hall. After he was seated, he ordered the three people to guard the door.

At this time, there were no outsiders in the hall. The seventeen shopkeepers were somewhat cringe, some were afraid and some were excited. Nowadays it’s all outside, the young official in front of him is the descendant of Ye’s family... the youngest son of Miss! Scorpio, if this thing is true, then Van Tis is coming today, there must be something to be said. It’s just that Fan Xian is seated in the upper position at this time. If he refuses to support himself, the shopkeepers in Qingyutang will not have the guts to hold the thighs and cry seriously.

Fortunately, Fan Xian did not allow this silence to last for too long. After a little sinking, he said: "Anzhi is here today for the purpose of a year and a half ago."

Ye Da’s treasurer did not expect that Xiao Fan’s adult spoke was this, and some of them were unexpected, and they looked at each other slightly.

Fan Xian smiled and explained: "In that year, I had the heart to let my brother think about it and go under the big shopkeeper's door. It was just the big treasurer who was busy with things. I kept looking at the notice and asked my second brother to carry the bacon to the door. Now I am not finished. My brother, I don’t know where to go, I don’t have to mention this. But the big treasurer, another thing that was said at the beginning, you can’t say, you forgot.”

How can Ye Da forget?

On the same day, Fan Fan secretly broke his own account in the future, and came to seek the help of Qing Yutang, and made it possible for these people to go to Beijing. Fan Xian’s proposal makes the deacons in the entire Qing Yu Tang very excited. If they can get out of Kyoto and be able to get close to the industry that the young lady left, the shopkeepers are certainly happy, but they have always been loyal to the emperor, and they also I dare not judge whether Fan Xian has the ability to say that in the palace, the most important thing is that they do not know what the purpose of Fan Xian is, and what thoughts exist, so they did not take the initiative to give Fan a saying afterwards.

But who knows the change of the situation is so wonderful, first of all, Fan has suddenly risen in this year and a half, becoming the most popular young authority in Qingguo, and his mastery of the internal library has become a hard thing... Nowadays There are rumors that he is the son of Miss.

If this thing is true, then the reason why Fan has gathered Qingzuotang is very obvious.

Ye Da’s treasurer coughed twice, and the face was dignified and said: “Adults, we are naturally very willing... just don’t know if the palace promises.” Now he no longer doubts Fan’s mind, but Still doubting the ability of the leisure.

Fan laughed and nodded.

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The slamming of the hall blew open, and the seventeen heavy-handed counters on the old man’s face showed shock and infinite joy. Since Ye Jia’s collapse, they were placed under house arrest in Kyoto, and they could not leave, and they smelled so good. News, where can you hold yourself.

Fan took a sip of tea and watched the forty-five-year-old shopkeepers as a childlike innocent smile, and his face showed a sincere smile. Because of the mother's sake, these people are in the middle of the spring, they are trapped in Kyoto, and now they can do something for them. It is really very happy.

"Nature can't go all the way." Fan said: "The family will stay in Beijing." The shopkeepers who are delighting in the weeping are stunned, listening to him and continuing to say: "After going to Jiangnan, turn around, just be On vacation, what do you think?"

Everyone knows that Xiao Fan is talking about a joke, and when he is surprised, he laughs.

Fan Xian has sighed a few more words, encouraging you to think about the holy grace, for the imperial power of the imperial court, this nonsense is naturally said to the tiger outside the door to listen, this whispered: "The seven leaves of the treasurer this time is I have to go with me. As for the rest, please discuss it yourself...but you can stay older in Kyoto."

Qi Ye was standing by his side at this time, and frowned and asked.

Fan Xiaoxiao said: "There is no one in the Baoyue Building. You have to take care of me. If you wait for the place, you have to ask the person who is old and old."

It was a cold joke, but the shopkeepers only had a bitter face and laughed and laughed. After a long time, the laughter finally fell flat, but there was no faint emotion in the hall.

In fact, the shopkeepers did not listen carefully to what Fan said, but just looked at his looks seriously and wanted to find some familiar places from above. Fan Xian came today, although it has not been stated, but the things he has done have already explained too much, including Ye Da, the treasurer, who has long believed that the other party is really a descendant of Ye Family.

In the middle of a quiet, Ye Dazhang, the remaining 13 shopkeepers are divided into two columns standing behind him, facing the leisure in the middle of the bus, a glimpse of the front, smashed incomparably.

"I have to follow the instructions of the young master."

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