Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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I don't know who the lady is, shivering under the black dagger with a **** smell. It is pitiful, and the two frowns are slightly wrinkled and heartfelt.

The girl was very strange, very weak, Fan did not know, and did not give birth to some cherished beauty, watching this pale-skinned girl Zhangkou want to call for help, the left hand stunned her mouth very incomparably Immediately after the fingertips, she was ready to seal her meridians, so that she could not move for a while...

However, the fingertips did not touch, and Fan was surprised to find that the strange lady she had made was screaming in the palm of her hand and fainted.

Fan took a sigh of relief, and the finger glanced at the lady's neck to confirm that the other person was really fainting, instead of pretending, and couldn't help but retract her hand and put her on the chair. He looked at his fingers and frowned, thinking that he hadn't had time to wipe it. How did the lady faint?

The wrinkles between the brows have not been eliminated, because Fan Xian has been listening carefully to the shouts outside the house. He listened quietly, ready to wait for those who chased himself to go to the house and proceed to the next step.

However, it was beyond his expectations. The noise of the noisy outside the house did not last long, only a few words were negotiated, and the officers and men who chased themselves left.

Fan is quiet. Walked to the window and looked at the front door of the palace. Wrinkled. I wonder who is living in this mansion, can you let the princess be so trusted? At this extraordinary moment, can I avoid the Kyoto site search?

Although the house is not small, it looks at the standard. It is not the family of the king's family, probably the residence of a minister in the DPRK. He frowned for a long time and couldn't remember it. The minister of the long princess lived in this street.

Although I have not guessed the owner of this mansion, since the pursuit has gone. Fan has relaxed a little, and I have some spare time to observe the room I am in.

Do not look tight, this fine look, Fan can not help but was surprised, just like the most previously considered the boudoir as a study. The same was true when I met the strange lady.

Because... this boudoir is not only filled with books full of bookshelves. It’s not like a young lady’s boudoir. There isn’t even a thing like a female red, and the columns on both sides of the desk are fascinatingly attached to the two.

"The tenderness of the cold lock is due to the cold spring. The aromatic cage is a wine."

Fan Xian’s eyes were awkward, and he couldn’t help but look at the lady who was in a coma in the chair. The secret was not appropriate. This pair of couples was made by Qin Shu, a scholar of the Song Dynasty in the world, and it appeared in this world. On, in the lady's boudoir. Naturally, it is the gift of the dream of copying the red dream.

This pair of couplets appeared in the book of Qin Keqing in the book. The reason why Fan Xiu would scream inappropriately is because Qin Keqing is so charming. The character of Chun Mengyun’s scattered character, the couple’s couplet in the room is considered a character. The couplet and the lady on the chair are like a young man, and the smell of the book in this room is not very much.

The dense books on the bookshelf are the second reason for Fan’s shock. There are no female essays on the bookshelves, no homework in the women’s studies, and the most widely circulated poems in the world. The display is...

The semi-leisure poetry collection, the various versions of the semi-leisure poetry collection, especially the version of Zhuang Mohan’s personal pro-note, is even more than three sets.

There are also a whole three rows of Fan Zhe’s personally revised editions, which were produced by Tai Xue’s masterpieces. These are the results of some books in the carriage.

And the most on the bookshelf...the Dream of Red Mansions, or the stone, all kinds of versions of the stone, long or short, packed or beautiful or rough, most of which are published in the three years of the bookstore, and some Unknown small bookstore works.

Van leisurely stood in front of the bookshelf, watching these books with a faint ink fragrance, I do not know why I fell into silence. He didn't know the family of the coma, and he didn't know why the lady valued her pen and ink.

In the faint ambiguity, Fan Xian gently whipped his nose and seemed to be in a dangerous place in Kyoto. He was planning a **** conspiracy and forgot the light, just watching these books calmly. For a moment, he suddenly felt that he was satisfied.

People are always dying, they have lived twice, and they have two very different lives. They have already surpassed the gift of the Creator, and they have left these words in the world of celebrating the country. These spiritual things. Even if you die today, how many regrets can you have?

The text is not his land, and the spiritual wealth is not his leisure, but all this is that he brought from the world and gave it to the world.

Fan Xian suddenly has some pride, pride as a bridge, and is proud of leaving some traces. This may be very similar to the feeling of Ye Xiaomei when he first changed the world.

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The window had already entered the night, and only the silver light from the sky came in. People in this era used to have dinner very early, and this lady is probably used to being alone. Therefore, during this time, there was no one who entered the house to ask for security. Instead, Fan Fan had a rare and unique place. Recalling moments.

At this time, he had already got rid of the sudden sudden emergence of emotions, went to the desk, looked at the ink-stained snow-white rice paper on the table, looked at some fragmentary words copied on the paper, and could not help but emerge from the lips. A touch of a smile.

He is full of gas, six people, and naturally does not need to ignite a candle, nor is it discovered by outsiders.

"Duyun authors are crazy, who knows what?" Fan Xian looked at the writing on the paper. Speaking to himself, I wondered if this lady was really an idiot, and the handwriting on the paper was so beautiful. Perhaps this lady should be a little inside.

The corner of his eye suddenly saw a red color in the barrier below the desk side, and curiously extended it out. This is a book that is not very thick. The book cover is a red skin without words. About eight inches square, Fan leisurely gently open the book cover. I saw the words "***宝鉴" on the inside page of the inner plaque, and I couldn't help but give birth to a lot of emotions.

It is this book.

I recalled that I entered Kyoto at the beginning of the year. Before the Ishiju Restaurant. In the hands of the aunt who sells children. I once bought this Dream of Red Mansions. It was the first piracy in this world.

Fan leisure looked at the book in his hand, and never thought that the old friend would meet again here. For a moment. I have lived in various places in the south of Kyoto in the past few years. It floated across his mind like a glimpse of light. He did not know how to speak. Gradually clear. I used to regenerate it once. After all, it is still no match for the Kyoto place name and killing. I have long forgotten the original mood. I have long since lost the kind of life but relaxed and relaxed.

"I don't know if this lady is a Hefu person." He was so in his heart. Holding a book in his hand. Under the subconscious, look at the girl's face on the chair.

At this point he discovered. This girl is very delicate. Especially the skin on the face is extraordinarily clean. There is no sense of indifference between the eyebrows. It looks like snow on the mountains of Cangshan. A few can be reflective. Fan Xian blinked a little, and couldn't help but think of being in front of outsiders. It’s always cold if the younger sister, and the wife who is trapped in the palace at this time.

The young lady is still in a coma. It seems to have taken a bit of a spirit with Ruo.

Fan Xianmei smiled at the girl's face. Suddenly I noticed that the girl had moved slightly under the eyes, knowing that the other party was finally awake.

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Sun Yuer woke up. But I feel that the eyes are as heavy as the lead stone. She only remembers that after she used the meal, she went back to her room. Prepare to copy the Psalms again with your heart. I will burn a meal in the garden tomorrow. Unexpectedly, there was a loud noise outside the house. It seems that the local people in Kyoto are arresting the crimes, and then the man rushes in...

The black dagger is so cold. The hands actually have such a heavy **** taste. There is also a strong man's body.

Sun Yier’s life has been treated so rudely. It was smothered by the hands on the nose and mouth. I can't help but be angry. I can't breathe. I fainted!

I don't know how long it has been fainting, she finally woke up. Slowly open your eyes. Some confusedly saw a face. A handsome place. Dearly. Looking at the face of a young man with a smile, there is no light in the house. Only the moonlight outside the window, but this face is more pure and gentle.

Sun Yier’s heart tightened for a while. Both eyes are full of horror. Subconsciously shrinking back to the chair. I am preparing to open my mouth. The horror in his eyes turned into a slap in the face.

She snorted in the heart. I wondered who this young man is. It seems that I don't know. But why is it so familiar?

Just like where did you see it a long time ago?

Looking at the **** the chair, slowly open his eyes. The complex flash of emotion in the eyes, but did not shout out. Fan has some accidents. Looking at her with a smile, I will be ready to point out my fingers and take it back. He was not prepared because he needed a sober hostage.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

Both people open at the same time. Van leisure slightly sideways. After picking up the brow, he said: "Don't I be a gangster?"

Sun Yuer looked at this beautiful young man, and he felt a little bit timid. He always felt that the other side of the eyebrows was gentle. It is not like a gangster, but she is also clear. It’s a bit weird to react on your own, and it’s not awkward and flustered. With both hands in front of him, the voice trembled and said: "I don't care who you are, but please don't mess around. This is not good for you."

"Miss, you are very calm, I really appreciate it." Fan Xian looked at her with a very gentle look, and said slowly: "General lady, I am afraid that once I wake up, I will make a loud cry, then I will bring We are not willing to see the tragic consequences of the land. The young lady’s self-control ability is so strong that she really admire it."

Sun Yier looked slightly hot and thought that she was preparing to shout. I saw this... I have seen the face of the past in the past, but somehow I did not shout it.

"The girl doesn't have to panic. I just need a place to hide. I promise. It won't hurt you."

Fan whispered softly, and put the red cover stone in his hand on the table. He could have fainted the lady. However, there is a kind of hunch in the depths of my heart. It seems that I have more talks with this lady. It may bring great benefits to yourself.

"Dodge?" Sun Yuer lowered his head in fear. With a glimpse of the light, he glanced at the infuser's lichens. Thinking about who this person is? Who are you hiding? Suddenly, she thought of the big thing that happened in Kyoto in these two days. Think of the person in the legend. Then I glanced at the stone that was gently resting on the table by the man.

Sun Hao’s face was white and brushed. It’s not that she is smart, she is not lucky, but in the past few years. Her heart has always been occupied by that name. She cares about the person's every move. Especially recently, the man was driven into the abyss. It has become a thief for everyone. It is even more painful for her - so she can think of that person in the first time. I did the guess that is closest to the truth.

"is it him?"

Sun Hao’s lips trembled slightly. Bravely raise your head. Seriously looking at Fan’s face. But I can't say anything.

Fan Xian looked at her with some curiosity. Gentlely asked: "Girl. What is your home?"

At this time, Sun Yuer’s heart has already determined that this person is his own. Where the heart is stirring, what can be said. Just looking at Fan Leisure. He whispered and asked: "Are you a small fan?"

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Then it was Fan’s turn to be stupid. The ease of his work is not too exaggerated. But he firmly believes that he is not too familiar with his own people. I must not recognize myself, but why did the lady recognize herself at a glance. Called out your own name? Fan has a tight mind. The eyes are cold.

When Sun Xiaoer saw that he did not deny it, his mood was even more flustered. This thought of the question that the other party asked before, biting the lower lip and shyly said: "My father Sun Jingxiu."

"Sun Jingxiu!"

Fan took a breath of air. I couldn't help but lick my nose. Zhang opened his mouth. I can't speak for a long time. I sigh in my heart, I don’t know if I am lucky enough to be at the extreme. Still bad to the extreme.

Sun Jingxiu! Today, Kyoto Prefecture Yin! Mastering the Kyoto Metropolitan Government and daily law and order. After the Queen’s intention to capture his own lord... I did not expect that I even hid in Sun’s house and seized the daughter of Sun Jingxiu!

Fan sighed and looked at Miss Sun Jia and said: "It turned out to be Miss Sun, I hope I didn't surprise you."

His brows are wrinkled, and Sun Jingxiu is now a second-placed Kyoto Prefecture. Although he has never had a partisanship, he has nothing to do with himself. In particular, the Queen Mother trusts this person and stays in the house again. There is no difference in the tiger's hole. For the sake of safety, I still have to leave early.

Looking at Miss Sun Jia, Fan Xian secretly extended his finger and picked up a portrait of Luo Luofang who had been fascinated by Sylvia, Sean, and Yan Bingyun. He was going to fascinate the Miss Sun Jia and then quietly left.

"You are a small fan?" Sun Yuer bit his lower lip and asked persistently.

Fan stood in front of her, smiling with a smile, curiously asked: "Why can a young lady recognize it at a glance?"

Sun Yuer listened to his disguised recognition and dared to hold his mouth in disbelief. I don't know why, two tears fell from her eyes.

Fan Xian shook his head inexplicably.

Sun Yier saw that he was about to leave. He suddenly sat up from the chair and rushed to the past, holding him tightly in his arms!

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Feel the soft and full of fragrance, Fan Xian is really stupid, this Miss Sun Jia is a patriotic young woman, ready to fight for a small life to catch his own thorns?

No, the girl in her arms is crying. It is not like trying to catch herself. What exactly does she want to do?

Fan’s instinct was transported to his hands, and he did not go to the other’s shoulders. He just felt the twitching of the other’s shoulders. He couldn’t help but wonder, it seems to have fallen into a certain problem of men and women, but Fan’s memory is amazing, and he’s never owed A woman surnamed Sun, in fact, she has never seen this person!

"Bao Yu..., Sun Yuer sobbed in Fan's leisure, suddenly said two words as a nightmare.

Fan was shocked and pushed her away from her arms and said softly: "Girl, wake up."

Wake up, Sun Haoer woke up, and exclaimed, and then retreated back, thinking that he had not been able to throw into the arms of a strange man, and he could not help but be surprised and shy and angry. Cried on the chair.

Fan looked at this scene and could not help but frown. What seems to be hidden in my heart, Kyoto Prefecture? Miss Sun Jia? This full house of the Dream of Red Mansions, the semi-leisure poetry collection, the former lady who inadvertently shouted out the sound of jade..."

Electric light flint. Fan Xian finally remembered something that was a long time ago, a story that was once rumored in Kyoto.

"You are the one... why burn my treasure!"

Fan looked at Miss Sun Jia and said with surprise.

When Sun Yuer was recognized by Fan, he couldn’t help but be surprised. He bowed his head and looked at him with a shy look.

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This is still a story that Fan Sizhen gave to Fan Xian three and a half years ago. At that time, the two brothers prepared for the first group to hang on to the bookstore, and sold Fan Fan’s copy of the red dream. Fan Fan worried about the sales of the stone, and Fan Sizhen assured him. Because the stone has already been popular in Kyoto, especially the big lady who has harmed a lot.

Among these young ladies, the most famous one is Miss Kyoto House of the Year. The lady became obsessed with the tea because she saw the Dream of Red Mansions. As a result, the manuscript was burned by the wife of the house. The lady screamed, but I burned my treasure! ... It’s a serious illness, and it’s been a long time on the couch.

This matter has not been known for a long time in Kyoto. At that time, it was also a bright color in Fan’s reputation.

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Fan missed the chair and looked down on Miss Sun Jia, could not help but sigh and shook her head, thinking that this lady would be so excited after knowing her identity. This room will be arranged in this style. It turns out that the other party is the first fan of his own character... No, it should be said that it is the poor house of the daughter of the Red House Syndrome.

He looked at Miss Sun Jia and said softly: "Is the manuscript not burned?"

Sun Yuer raised her head in shame and looked at the red-skinned stone on the desk. She said in a mosquito-like voice: "I bought a book later and I was sick."

"Kyoto Prefecture... Sun Daren is now Kyoto Prefecture Yin, I am difficult to connect."

Fan Xian smiled and said that he thought that the house was only two levels away from Fu Yin. However, the power is different, especially the key places in Kyoto. The general residence is extremely difficult to climb to the location of Fu Yin, not to mention the fact that it has been more than three years.

Sun Haoer glanced at him and said softly: "This is also thanks to Xiao Fan."

"Thank me?"

"Yes."

After some conversation, Fan Xiancai understood that after he entered Beijing, he made a myriad of things. In the same year, the government of Kyoto Prefecture, Yin Mei, was forced to leave Beijing because of the lawsuit of Fan Xi and the son of Shang Li Guo Shuzhi. He said that he was in a leisurely position in Yanjing, and the Kyoto Prefecture Yin, who was succeeded, was involved in the murder and murder because of the power struggle between Fan and the two emperors.

Less than three years later, Kyoto Prefecture Yinlian changed several people. It is precisely because of this that Sun Jingxiu can climb from the house to the location of Kyoto Prefecture, so Miss Sun said that it all depends on Fan Xian, but it is not wrong.

Fan quietly looked at Miss Sun Jia, and her brains turned very fast. The location of Kyoto Prefecture was extremely special. She suddenly met this lady by chance. Isn’t God helping herself?

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"Miss Sun, do you believe me?" Fan Xian looked at Sun Yier with a sincere and honest look.

"The adults said that I am good." Sun Yier said, bowing his head.

"Hey?" Fan Xianxin moved, knowing that this matter was two more points, and said moderately: "Now I am the court..."

"I don't believe it!" Sun Yuer raised his head and said first.

"I am bad..."

"you are not."

Sun Yuer bit her lip and looked at the face of Fan, who is close to herself. She didn’t know that it was the effect of Fan’s leisure. She only thought that after three years of dreams, it seemed to have turned into this moment. Reality, the man in the dream came to the front, he could see him, he could hear his voice, and even... he had smelled the sweat of his palm before!

A burst of flustered, a heart of exuberance, in the heart of Sun Yier, how could Xiao Fan’s adult be a bad guy? She didn't think so.

At this point, there is nothing to worry about, Fan Fan looked at her gently, saying softly and shamelessly: "Hey... girl, there is something you need to do."

Sun Yuer bit his lower lip and nodded hard. Then whispered: "Hurry up and light up."

I don't know if she is too dark in the moonlight, and she can't see the idol's face in her dreams. Still reminding Fan Free. Do not cause suspicion in the people of Sun Fuzhong.

—————— “All the people in the world are looking for you, but no one can think of it. You will hide in the temple of Yin Sun’s people in Kyoto... Adults, you and I have known each other for two years. Only at this time. I really admire me." Under the candlelight. A young man sits opposite Van Fan. Shake his head.

Fan Xian smiled and looked at him and said: "Small son. Finally learned to admire people?"

The coming person is the fan after entering Beijing. The first contact person. Ice cloud. It’s just after Fan returned to Beijing. There has never been a proper place to live. So the two were still meeting the first time. As for how to say how to get rid of the inner court surveillance. Quietly come to Sun Palace, which will never attract attention. It’s not that you need to worry about the problem. As the sole candidate for the next position of the supervisory court. I don't even have this ability.

Yan Bingyun looked at him and said: "Not only do I admire, but I am afraid that the princess is also very admired. The adult of Yinfu, Kyoto Prefecture, is trying to catch you. You are hiding in his daughter’s cellar...

Fan leisurely spread his hands. Shrugging: "I have always been better than others."

After a slight pause. He said in aggravated tone: "Maybe this is not luck. After all, this is the benefit that I have brought to me in the past."

The ice cloud moved to the front of the chair, and his hands crossed in front of his legs. It’s awkward. Looked at the big bed behind the boudoir. Frowning said: "The big thing is current. It's just a small section. It's just an adult. How are you going to use it... this girl?"

His voice is extremely low. Don't worry about being heard by Miss Sun Jia.

Fan Xian calmly said: "I need a center that can communicate with him. If there is no Sun. I can't talk to you calmly. I want to convey the order, and it is difficult to convey smoothly... Sun House." It is the place where the Kyoto event started."

Yan Baiyun looked at him. After a long while, he shook his head. Sighed: "Only you can do this kind of thing. Also, no one will doubt that you will hide in Kyoto."

"Miss Sun is willing to help me." Fan Xian calmly said: "The gate is equal to half open to me."

"I don't think a young lady can have such a big influence on her father."

"This is the problem I need to consider. You need to be dispatched from it." Fan stared at the eyes of the ice. "Being in Beijing, you have to be responsible for arranging a balanced distribution outside the government. Once you start, you want a thunder blow. Don't give them any chance to fight back."

Yan Bingyun suddenly said: "But there is a problem at the moment, a month ago. All the permissions I have in the yard have been taken over by Chen."

Fan Xian’s eyes narrowed and said in a low voice: “What is going on here? Chen Pingping, what is he crazy?”

The ice cloud is silent. Said: "This will be said later. I only care about one thing."

He stared at the eyes of Fan. One word and one sentence said: "Your Majesty... Is it dead?"

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After a moment of silence, silence. Fan Xian slowly said: "The whole Dadongshan, only escaped me alone, although I did not see it. But it is estimated that it is fierce and less. Otherwise, the Princess will not be so emboldened."

"What happened on Dadongshan?"

Fan Xian didn't have much time to talk about the details, just said: "Bitterness, Si Gujian, Ye Liuyun, should have arrived."

The ice cloud heard this news. His face became fertile, knowing that his Majesty could no longer return to Kyoto, and he gradually clenched his fist. Then he asked: "Where are you five hundred black riders?"

"I am lurking outside Beijing, I have a contact method, but it is difficult to quietly move into Beijing."

"Now you have the cover of Kyoto, there should be a way to bring these people in." Yan Bingyun pointed out the rules and arrangements.

"Yes, the five hundred black rides outside Beijing are not the opponents of more than 10,000 Kyoto garrisoners. But if you let go of Beijing to kill a big one, and then there is a big prince to help the army, I think it should play a very horrible role."

“There are still one thousand and four people in the hospital in Kyoto.” Fan Xian said: “This is the power that you and I can master. It must be in front of the princess to control the thirteen city gates. Launch in Kyoto.”

"I have to remind you of something." After saying that the ice cloud was silent for a long while, he suddenly said with a voice: "If I expected that there is nothing wrong with it... about the thorns, President Chen should know in advance, even in the dark. The long princess acted."

Fan’s eyes narrowed and he couldn’t speak for a long time. The strange situation of the supervision of the hospital was all in his eyes, but he still could not believe that Chen Pingping would play that role in this matter.

"It shouldn't be." He lowered his head and said: "The Qin family army, this time has surrounded Chen Yuan."

"This is a fact." The words in the eyes of the ice cloud flashed coldly and stared at him. "I don't care what you have to do with the dean, but since you have to execute the will for your majesty, you must pay attention to this matter. I don't want you. If you haven't done it yet, you will be dying."

Fan Xian said: "Do not worry, I am always confident in human nature, the dean will not harm me."

He took out the waist card in his arms and solemnly handed it to Yan Bingyun: "I don't know how many people in the theater can be made by this waist card, but your authority is collected, you want to organize this, or use it. Try this waist card."

Yan Bingyun took the waist card without saying a word. In the subconscious, he looked at the lady in the middle and shook his head and said: "It must be useful. I am now beginning to believe in luck."

Fan Xiao laughed and said: "I have heard a word before, men conquer the world, women conquer the world by conquering men."

Yan Bingyun stood up and was ready to leave. He looked back at him and shook his head in disapproval. "I found out early. You seem to be conquering the world by conquering women."

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