Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Going back, there were five muffled sounds in the quiet second floor, and then the wooden canopy was hard and could not move anymore. It seems that the simple rounds are actually a combination of courage and poisoning skills. Mu Peng lost his first hand, but he regained his priority as a ghost. If Fan is slightly afraid of the medicine, he will lose the opportunity to control the other side.

Especially the poisonous smoke scattered in the last small porcelain bottle, Fan Xian actually wrapped it in with a piece of cloth. This is not only a means of poisoning, but also a very high-intelligence control, and each of him. Tips and tricks at the fingertips.

The stiff wooden canopy faces the scattered parcels on the bed, and the layer of green cloth that has changed color on the edge of the bed. The heart is full of fear. I wonder who it is, so the ability to use poison is so great that I can Take care of yourself for a moment.

Fan took off the skull full of powder, carefully placed it with the color of the cloth in one place, took out the fire to ignite, the toxin was melted in the fire, no effect. After confirming the safety, he took off the gloves on his hands, grabbed the collar of the wooden canopy, and referred him to another room.

I took out a medicinal granule from my arms and ate it. I still felt a bit hot in the throat. I thought that I was fortunate enough to prepare myself. Otherwise, I would let the medicinal powder directly face my face. I don’t know what the consequences would be. Thinking of this festival, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned. He looked at the wooden canopy that couldn't move in front of him. After thinking about it for a while, he forcibly opened his lips and crushed a pill and sent it in.

"I am not as good as you in medical practice. You are not as good as me. You are not as good as me... Mupping brother, you have come to Nanqing for two years. It is always time to talk about your intentions."

Fan Cough coughed twice and sat across the wooden poncho. This sentence is not in the air. It is to elaborate on a fact, just like the one that was said to Zhuang Mohan at the Night Temple Poetry many years ago. Now, Fei Jie went overseas, and Shaun died early. The Dongyi City used a poisonous bulk to disappear. When it comes to the use of poison and detoxification, no one can beat him.

Mu Peng was so stiff that he couldn’t move, but he could clearly feel that the toxin was flowing along the neck and the needle was flowing into the heart. He didn’t know what it was, it was so powerful, but he knew that he had fed himself. Detoxified meatballs, that is what you are going to ask, and you won’t let yourself die.

And just after Fan Fan’s opening. He immediately recognized the identity of the other party. In addition to the brother of the younger sister, who else in this world dared to boast of Haikou in front of his medical practitioner.

At this time, Mu Peng was able to talk and watch Fan Xian, and there was a hint of helplessness and sorrow in his eyes. He said: "Xiao Fan is an adult. I am only a doctor, why should I use it so strong?"

"You are not a great woman, what do I do with strong?" Fan shook his head. "I just want to know that you are a diligent disciple. Why do you want to hide in Nanqing in the past two years."

Mu Peng smiled and said: "The reason? You should be very clear, isn't the body of Chen Lao's body getting better and better?"

Fan Fei’s brow wrinkled very tightly and said: “This is exactly what I don’t understand. The older the old dean is the better, the more difficult you are in the North Qiren?”

He suddenly looked up. Looking at Mu Peng’s eyes quietly, he said, “Is this the fate of the bitterness before the end of life?”

Mu Peng represented the recognition with silence.

Fan Xian took a deep breath and said: "You should be clear about what the seven departments of the hospital are doing."

The seven departments of the Superintendent's Office are responsible for the prison. The most devastating means of torture all over the world, all in that prison. Mu Peng listened, but did not move, said faintly: "Xiao Fan adults, is this your Nanqing hospitality? The sister in my Qingshan school, I am a wooden Peng Peng asked each other, no In the private sector, even after Dadongshan, the first division handed over the entire Qingshan to the younger sister, and the court did not change its attitude."

He looked at Fan Xian and said with a funny smile: "Is it because I am conditioning the body for President Chen, I am going to die? It is not reasonable to say this."

Fan Xiu was silent and knew that Mu Peng was right. In the past two years, the other side was hiding in Nanqing. Through the investigation of the Supervisory Yuan, nothing was done. He just tried his best to adjust the body for President Chen.

But the problem is that this thing is very strange. The end of the hard work of the great masters, the first is to let the sea otter gather the Hu tribe on the grassland, with the support of the Northern Qi, to become the biggest foreigner in the country, the second is The south of the wooden canopy, let Chen Pingping continue to live well, what is the great advantage for Beiqi?

This question is not easy to understand, so it will be private to the person to shoot.

"You are ready to leave."

"Since the younger sister is back, what should I do if I don't go?" Mu Peng said: "It's just going to be late and caught by you."

"I realized that you existed a few months ago, but you rarely went to the green hills in previous years, so you can't confirm your identity. If you just help me to confirm it." Fan Xian bowed and said: "Look at Ruoqiang I will not kill you, but I will not let you leave Nanqing until I figure out what you are thinking about.

Mu Peng changed his face and knew that he would be detained in the Supervisory Hospital. He just didn't know how long it would be closed. Will it be as long as Shawn?

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"The original doctor was the second apprentice of the bitterness. The bitterness of the life was amazing. Everything was involved, and everything was the best in the world. No wonder the doctor is extremely high."

Chen Pingping in the wheelchair smiled and bent his index finger and let the old servant behind him push himself to the depths of Chen Yuan. Fan is quietly following the wheelchair, listening to the sound of snoring, and not far away, the voice of the women singing, this time has already entered the night, quiet Chen Yuan, the song is revived, people listen to some flustered.

"How do you deal with me, I don't care, but it's a famous doctor. Why do you still run this trick?" Chen Pingping gently tapped the armrest of the wheelchair. This is his habitual movement for many years. His fingertips are squatting and empty. The voice, pointed and said: "In any case, I have not fed my poison for two years."

Fan Xian lowered his head and stood under the tree next to the wheelchair. He shook his head and did not believe Chen Pingping’s words. How could Chen Pingping’s knowledge of people know how?

Out of the wood. He thought about it and said: "I just don't understand, order Mupont to go south, what is it for?"

In the past two years, Mu Peng has not only been extremely convinced of Chen Pingping's body, but also secretly organized a large number of medicinal herbs that are extremely rare in the Qing Palace through various channels, coupled with his rejuvenation. Sure enough, he successfully stopped Chen Pingping’s aging and old injuries, and made the old man alive and healthy.

Chen Pingping turned the wheelchair. Facing the fan, waved to the old servant to leave. Then he was in a wheelchair and fell into silence. The lights of Chen Yuan’s house were hit from behind his land, and Fan couldn’t see his old face. Only a thick ink-like figure can be seen.

"Bitterness is a very great person. If you say that Haishu’s life experience and Xihu’s life are all set out in his predecessor’s decision, then Mu Peng’s life for me is naturally a part of his plan. ""

Fan Lang came twice. Naturally, it forced the old comrades to listen to the half-day hospital affairs report. Chen Pingping said with some helplessness: "This old bald head will die when he dies. He still has to do so much."

"In fact, you should be very clear about yourself. The reason why you have to kill me is to kill me." Chen Pingping scratched some itchy back and said: "Xi Hu is my Daqing, and when I am alive, I will become Daqing’s internal worries."

Although the elderly did not directly say their own judgments, Fan Xian’s heart gave birth to a chill. After a moment of silence. Go forward and stand behind Chen Pingping. Gently pull down the old hand and scratch it for him. He whispered: "You haven’t done anything in the past two years. Your Majesty has a bit of love for you. The most important thing is that the DPRK used to With so many traitors, he is not likely to be interested in you in order to cherish the light of the heavens and the face of your life."

Fan leisure to understand the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, there should be no problem with this inference. Qingdi and Chen Pingping are the same monarchs. After more than 30 years of intercourse, I have never had any doubts about my suspicions. I don’t know how many big things have been done in this world. It is really a different number in the DPRK.

If Chen Pingping has a disagreement with Qingdi, no one believes that if Qing Emperor robs Chen Pingping of his power, no one will believe it. His Majesty the Emperor wants to be a model for the world's courtiers. He wants to leave his image of the tyrants in the history books. If even Chen Pingping can't keep up with this deadly black dog, what does he use to convince future generations?

"The problem is that no matter what kind of sentiment will always fade." Chen Pingping felt the hands of Fan leisurely moving on his back, and sighed comfortably. "I feel like my poor back, time. For a long time, old, it is easy to dry and itchy, no new credit to do moisture, anyone wants to scratch it."

Fan’s hand paused and shook his head and said: “Your Majesty is different to you than the general courtier.”

"It's really different. At this point, I absolutely miss the grace of my Majesty." Chen Pingping said slowly: "But I am different from ordinary courtiers. You have had suspicions about things two years ago. I also listened to your opinions. I don't want to continue, but... I have some suspicions about things two years ago, and I will always feel uncomfortable."

Fan is quietly silent. After the rebellion in Kyoto two years ago, he was puzzled by the role played by Chen Pingping’s supervisory office in this matter. Yan Bingyun also secretly said those problems to him afterwards.

Although on the surface, Chen Pingping was attached to the emperor’s horror and was playing with the means, but Fan was clear, and the situation at that time was actually subtle. Whether Ye Liuyun’s sudden anti-water, or the emperor suddenly became a great master, as long as There is a lack of these two conditions, and Chen Pingping may make a move that shocks the whole world.

"In the case of Dadongshan, I used to give birth to some expectations and moved some thoughts. Although these thoughts were very good and hidden, I was very vaguely hidden, but the long princess vaguely saw it, so in the whole Kyoto rebellion, she never I didn't pay attention to me, because she knew that our big goal at the time was very close. After the hard work, I saw a little bit, so before he died, he would let Mu Peng protect my life and extend my life."

What is your mind? Although Fan Xian knew it well, but today, Chen Pingping personally admitted that he still felt shocked and uncomfortable, and his mouth was dry and he could not speak.

"I didn't think that my Majesty could live alive from Dadongshan." Chen Pingping said with a low head: "I received a rumored book in Zhangzhou on the same day. I was a little sighed. How can it be so difficult to die alone? After planning the Dongshan Bureau, I only showed half of my face to me, not only counting a few big masters into the game. I even almost let me fall into the game."

"Of course. I didn't jump like a long princess." Chen Pingping coughed twice and said: "Maybe at the beginning, I didn't think that my Majesty would die so easily."

Fan whispered and said: "Since there is no jump, there is no evidence, and of course, you will not doubt you."

"Who is your man? He didn't check me. It doesn't mean that he didn't doubt me. It's just because he believes in our love. And he can't figure it out anyway, why should I move those thoughts." Chen Pingping said with a smile: "But The most important thing is that he knows that I have not lived for a few years, in order to complete the relationship between me and him. In order to return the goodness of my life to save his life, he gave me a chance to die naturally."

"If I am old, I am sick. Whether he suspects me or I suspect him, it will become an old thing under the loess. After I die, I will enjoy my honor, and I will mourn for a few days, let go of my heart, and everything goes with the wind, is not the most Good ending?"

Chen Pingping said seriously: "It must be admitted that this is the kindness of His Majesty. This is the best place for him to choose for me. So two years ago you let me let go, I let go. Waiting for the day of my death."

"The problem at hand is..." Chen Pingping’s smile has two ridiculous meanings. "Unexpectedly, I and my Majesty, my broken body, has lived to this day, and if there is no accident, it seems that Live for a few more years... The longer I live, the more uncomfortable my heart will be. One day, I will come face to face and ask me some stories. Before the end of the hardship, I will not wait for this to happen.

At this point, Fan has no words to say. If the Emperor’s Majesty really perceives and believes in Chen Pingping’s inconsistency, it must be a great turmoil in the Qing Dynasty’s court, and he is sandwiched between the two. Of course, he can’t watch Chen Pingping die and celebrate the domestic chaos. The eyes before the end of the bitterness were so far and sinister. In the midst of the world, it is really amazing to accurately grasp the only crack in the country after the Qing Dynasty.

He knows that Chen Pingping is right. The emperor left enough for Chen Pingping. If Chen Pingping dies naturally, his sire will not have any sense of guilt, and naturally he will no longer go to the East Mountain. Chen Pingping’s thoughts have been very happy.

However, Chen Pingping survived healthily. Fan Xian or the emperor, it is impossible to persuade the dean of the Qing Dynasty to pay for his life. Let’s die early, die, you will die when you die...

"I seem to be a person who should have died long ago." Chen Pingping licked his lips and said quietly: "It’s just that when I die, I realize that I am still afraid of death."

As the founder of the Supervisory Institute, countless people have been stunned by Chen Pingping, and they will confess to fear of death. If outsiders are heard, I am afraid that they will be surprised. But Fan Xian just listened quietly. He was a person who died once. Of course, knowing the quiet waiting for the arrival of death is an unbearable process.

Decades ago, the mainland was stirring, with Shawn in the north and Chen Pingping in the south. Even the two most powerful people in the dark world are still so weak when faced with death.

When Shawn died, Fan was free to send it. At this time, he looked at the thin old man in the wheelchair and thought about it. No matter how the future situation develops, he only hopes that when Chen Pingping is dying, he can send him a ride around the lonely old man without a child.

"Your Majesty will not be as lonely as the hardships." Fan Xian suddenly figured out one thing and said with a smile: "The temperament of the Majesty has changed a lot. Even if you have doubted you, these two years have proved. You don't care about the rest, he won't be."

Chen Pingping also laughed and patted Fan’s hand on his shoulder and said, “Your Majesty has done my best to me. I have nothing to worry about, even if I can live for a few more years? I can’t live anymore. Go down the ground."

With this sentence, Fan’s mood finally relaxed. Suddenly, my heart moved, and a small yellow flower that was tough and open in the winter wind was taken from the darkness of the feet, and it was pressed into the white of Chen Pingping’s horns. Hair.

Chen Pingping smiled.

Fan went away with a word. Until the end of the conversation, Chen Pingping did not say why he would not give up his heart, and Fan Xian did not ask, because he knew the reason for all this, but he did not know what to do after everything was clear.

The old servant came out and pushed Chen Pingping to stroll around the garden. After a long time, Chen Pingping suddenly sighed and said: "The bitter life has lived for too long. If you know too many things, you will decide this policy. Fortunately, Fan Xian said that his majesty should suppress the temper, waiting for me to die, just..." He turned and frowned and said: "You said, Fan leisure, this child holding my body crying, will blame me to lie to him Use him?"

Regardless of the angle, the Emperor’s Majesty will maintain full patience with Chen Pingping’s death. Fan Xian thought about this, and went to the Chen Yuan amateur in the cold wind of the night, and solved a big problem in his heart. He felt that the whole person was relaxed.

At this time, the song of Chen Yuan’s singer was heard from the night wind, and it was clearly cleared, but it continued to rise and not be embarrassed. It was very persistent, like the little yellow flower that was picked up by the previous Fan. The old man who lived in this garden.

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In the biting cold wind, Fan can't help but pick up his feet. In the weather of November, the sun could not be seen at this time. The cold taste oozes through the leather boots under his feet, and some of his feet are frozen.

Fan Xian did not understand, the winter sun came out late, why the time of the Shang Dynasty could not be moved backwards. It’s just that this is the millennial ritual rule that took place from Dawei. Even if he is now powerful, there is no way to change it. He looks at the darkness around him. It’s some red lanterns hidden in the light. Sure enough, there is a feeling of ghost film.

Today is the day of the Great Dynasties. According to the custom of the court, the civil and military officials climbed from the warm bed in the middle of the night and came to the palace gate to guard. There are many people who have performed ghost films together with Fan Xian. The Hu University scholars are also squatting at his side, and there is no such dignity as the first minister in the DPRK.

"The purpose of your majesty is to let you sit in the palace, why bother to stand here with me?" Fan leisurely holding the stove, sighing with white air, lowering the voice and talking gossip about Hu University. Nowadays, the old Bachelor of Shu Shu has completed the mission of passing the band, and he is glorious. The book is actually headed by Hu University. The university student is healthy, but he is thinking that he is a little older, so he is allowed to take advantage of him. The sedan enters the palace.

Hu University graduated him with a deep look and smiled and said: "You are standing here, no one dares to come and talk to you, don't you welcome me?"

Fan Xianyi sighed, and immediately smiled, the civil servant force of Zhangzhou Yuezhang in the middle of the DPRK was broken up by the emperor. The Supervisory Academy has been paying attention to the rule of law for many years. Although the officials of the DPRK and China respected themselves, they respected themselves and respected them. But few dare to stand by their side.

Just thinking like this, a red lantern hits the darkness. The court of the left is the censor of the left, and the man in the middle of the book walks along the line of He Zongwei, who, under the guidance of the servant, comes to the two, calmly bowing down, and the red light shines on the face of the young minister. A bit of sincerity and harmony.

However, Fan’s eyes are stunned.

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