Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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It was overcast in the day, but it was still not crying. Fan’s face was a bit gloomy, poisoned by the window of the car, looking out the mountain road outside the window and the beautiful green hills in the suburbs of Beijing, for a long time silent.

The black carriage drove along the straight but undulating stone road and slanted onto the official road, leaving the scope of Chen Yuan. However, Fan’s expression did not ease up. The officials of the supervision institutes around the window were still handsome at the window, but today they were particularly indifferent. They had some inexplicable cold in their hearts. They didn’t know what happened in Chenyuan. The old dean and the Titian adults What did you say, why the expression of Titus today is so serious.

The carriage drove silently toward the capital on the official road, and occasionally encountered the city's people or the bureaucratic young girls who came back from the road. These black carriages are like the silent warning lights, all people see them. They have rushed to the side and made way for these black carriages.

The people are born to be respectful to the official lords, and those young dignitaries who are not afraid of the past are aware of the identity power represented by these black carriages. The dignitaries in Kyoto are full of eyes and ears. Of course, I know that Mr. Xiao Fan had rushed back to Kyoto from Dongyi City last night.

Nowadays, in this world, there is no dare to offend the sin, even if these young dignitaries who are tempered by hormones are still in front of these black carriages, they are still only concentrating on the atmosphere, and the atmosphere is not screaming - Xiao Fan is Notoriously arrogant, he did not care which of these young ladies behind him, He Jiaguo Gong - four or five years ago. Outside the Baoyue Building, Fan Xian interrupted the legs of more than a dozen bunny scorpions. This story has already shocked the hearts of all other rabbits.

Fan Xian did not notice the movement on the official road. I didn’t go to see the teenagers who were timid and stopped, just watching the scenery beside the official road. The mood is very heavy. In the past years, I guessed that I only guessed it. I thought it was just a thought. The elders have never said anything to him, so he can temporarily assume that he does not know this. He is only preparing in the dark, only as a subconscious act, rather than starting from the heart and tossing for a clear purpose. .

But now everything is clearly in front of him, he must face the story of the year. Make your own choice.

At this time, the black carriage has already reached a certain crossing of the official road. Not far from here is the majestic city contour of Kyoto, and a quiet road on the left hand side. Under the green bamboo forest, where should I go?

"To the left."

Leaning against the window. Slightly squinting, whispered. Mu Fenger looked at the adults and didn't dare to say anything. Compared to a gesture, three black carriages quickly turned left into the green bamboo forest. Disappeared in front of everyone.

Going to this road is not far away, the green bamboo is gradually sparse. You can see the river flowing along the road, and the river is slowly flowing. The speed is very slow. If you don't look at it with your heart, I am afraid that it will be a lake.

It is through the city, and travels around the city, and finally travels west to Cangshan. The river condenses fat powder somewhere upstream. Bringing together the lanterns, the Kyoto half-film is prosperous. Even though the leisurely moon-rise building suddenly rises, it still does not completely take away the taste of this river.

The Liujing River went to the suburbs of Beijing. When it came to this bamboo forest, it was quiet and much quieter, especially the house on the small peninsula across the river. In this spring, there is a fresh and elegant taste, which adds a bit of a sense of independence and independence.

Taiping hospital. The small house of the hostess of Ye Family. Later, the royal family was in the courtyard, and the long princess was in rebellion in Kyoto. I used to live here for two days, and only lived for two days. Then the courtyard returned to the silence, just like no one has ever lived here.

Fan took a carriage and looked at the yard quietly, thinking about the people who had lived in the yard.

After the Kyoto rebellion was settled, the emperor had revealed twice that faintly, and he would give this yard back to the words of vanity. Fan is clear that this matter is best not to be opened by himself, so I have always been treated with peace, but I don’t know why, this matter has not been implemented in the end.

In the summer of five years in the Qingli period, after spending a night in the Fans outside the city, Fan Xian once came here with his sister. He smashed two heads at the Taiping House and chatted with grief, but did not go in because he knew that The emperor had a different feeling for this yard, and he was a little afraid.

However, Fan Xian later went in. He and Wu Zhushu found the heavy bullets in a secret room in Taiping’s courtyard. If they were still in the dark for a long time, the royal guards were not in the eyes of both of them.

Fan’s eyes squinted, his eyes revealing the faint moisture on the river, as if he had to penetrate the blue-gray wall of Taiping’s courtyard and see through everything inside.

There is no grave inside.

This is the fact that Fan has already been determined. His father, Fan Jian, once said to him privately that the grave of Ye Qingmei was in a secluded place, and later he was in the courtyard of Taiping, but there was no such thing in the courtyard. Fan Xian later thought it was in the palace, but there was no palace. There was only one painting, and there was a yellow shirt woman.

Ye Xiaomei is no longer in this world. It doesn't matter where she is buried, but Fan Xian occasionally thinks of a question. Is the emperor also afraid to face the soul of the underground?

Fan Xian sat down by the river, squatting his gown to his lap, and setting it up very flat. He said seriously: "I want to think about something here, don't let people bother me."

"Yes, adults." Mu Fenger and several close-knit members of the team also bowed their heads and took the guards around them to the depths of the bamboo forest. They didn't see them until they could, and they didn't May see the place by the river.

Don't let people bother, naturally include these subordinates. Mu Fenger, this person is very clear about Fan’s mind, but some do not understand the mood of adults at the moment. They retreated to a very distant place, watching the movements of the surrounding roads with vigilance, blocking the wind, and guessing in their hearts.

The courtyard opposite the river is the home of the Ye Family hostess, which is known to all the old Kyoto people. And the owner of the Ye family is the biological mother of Xiao Fan, this is what the whole world knows. Xiao Fan’s choice today is to meditate here and think about things. Nature is extremely tricky and extremely important.

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I don't know how long I have been sitting. The river will be on both sides of the river, the green bamboo and gray yard, the calm water moss in the river. As soon as the landscape was seen as a joke, Fan Xian felt that he was sitting on the ground a little tired, and the stone under the hip suddenly appeared extra sharp and awkward.

He stood up and patted the dust behind him, frowning and shaking his head. But did not leave immediately, but went two steps to the riverside, and went down. I took a handful of cool river water and poured it on my face.

On, it seems to be to make the burning on my face become cold.

At this time, a handkerchief stretched out from the side. It seems that I want him to wipe the water droplets on his face.

Fan Xian was not surprised at all. He took the handkerchief and rubbed it on his face. He then found two twists in the river and screwed it into a damp and cold place. He smiled and handed it back. Said: "You are the most afraid of heat, ice your face."

Fan Ruruo, a plain white blouse, smiled and took the wet handkerchief from his brother's hand, carefully rubbing his ear and cheeks. It seems that she should be in a hurry, and the face is frosty on weekdays. But it was smeared by the cheeks of the cheeks.

"How come you?" Fan went back to the river bank and went out naturally, trying to hold his sister's hand. In case she fell.

I did not expect that Fan Ruoruo did not see the hand that the elder brother had extended. Already gone. Fan is a little glimpse. Laughing and said: "It seems that there was no private possession in the past, and you have learned how long it has been. The body is much better than before."

Fan Ruoer smiled and didn't answer this question. He answered Fan Xian's previous sentence: "My brother came back last night. How did you run out today? Someone in Kyoto is looking for you in a hurry. The nephew is born into the palace. The man was so annoying that he had no choice but to find a medical center. I went to inquire about it, only to know that my brother was out of the city, I was going to Chenyuan, but I saw Mufeng at the intersection and knew you. Definitely here, get off the bus and find you."

Fan Xian came to Chen Yuan today. The people in the courtyard should not know it, but he was too lazy to pay attention to these small things and asked: "What is the matter, looking for me so urgent?"

The two brothers and sisters said, sitting down, just like five years ago, facing the river.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I haven't seen my brother for a long time, I miss you." Fan Ruoer said with a slight smile, in fact, since the person was upset on Miss Fan's head, it must be a very important thing. It’s just this snowy and clever girl’s house. I found that today’s elder brother would come to Taiping’s other hospital to think, so there must be more distress in her heart. She is naturally unwilling to bother him with those things in the officialdom.

Fan Xianxin thought that there is really no possibility of any major events in the official court of the Qing Dynasty. He couldn’t help but shake his head and said: "Since it is not a big deal, you can sit with me, I am sitting on a sullen person. ""

This sitting is half an hour, Fan Xian is thoughtful, so I don't want to talk. I only think that having a sister who is completely trusting in my own seat can really make my emotions more stable. And Fan Ruoruo has no thoughts on the sidelines, she just thought in her heart, as long as she can sit quietly beside her brother, that would be fine.

After a long time, the sun has already passed through the high tip of the bamboo forest and slowly moved toward the west. The faint light turned into a myriad of mottled shadows on the faces of the brothers and sisters. Fan’s eyes were just squinted by the piece of light, and he couldn’t help but blink and sigh.

Fan Ruoru’s heart moved, and he heard too much distress, resentment, helplessness, and heavy weight in this sigh. She bowed her head slightly, thinking for a long time and said: "What's in my heart, it might be better to say it."

After Fan’s silence for a long time, he suddenly said: “My mother’s name is Ye Ming’s eyebrows.”

Fan Ruowei is awkward, looking up at him, thinking about the whole world, he is probably one of the first few people to know this secret, why the brothers have to repeat it again. But she knows that Fan Xian must have something to say, so she just whispered softly and did not express her doubts.

"I brought you here to the place, and I paid a sacrifice to the river. I worshipped her to give me this flesh so that I can live in this world." Fan quietly said: "Today, come here, but it is Respecting what she did in the past, she has given her son a lot of benefits, and brought some different possibilities and more choices to the people in this world."

Fan Ruo Ruo listened quietly.

"In my life, I have never seen her appearance, I have not heard her voice, but I have seen too many traces of her stay." Fan Xian bowed his head and thought for a while, continued: "This time I went to Dongyi City, I also saw a lot, so her image in my heart is getting clearer and clearer, and I am getting used to seeing her as her mother."

He added a word in his heart, although her age seems to be much bigger than herself.

"If someone hurts her in the past, you said that I am a son, how should I do it?" Fan Fei's brow wrinkled to the extreme, his eyebrows were gloomy.

Fan Ruoru suddenly felt a little nervous, clutching the wet handkerchief in his hand, and said with a whispered voice: "Those people are not... dead? The Empress Dowager has already gone."

"The Queen Mother is naturally dying." Fan Xian did not tell her sister that the Queen Mother actually died in her own hands, and said with a slight smile: "But there are still some **** people, not dead."

Fan Ruoruo did not ask, because she had a strong sense of foreboding, and today I will certainly hear a name that makes me feel scared.

"I guessed a long time ago that my Majesty is my biological father." Fan said: "In the first two years, I didn't think of him as my father. Not only him, he wanted to treat Ye Xiaomei as his own. The mother is also very difficult. This has nothing to do with the story of the year. Nor is it that I gave birth to the feeling of frustration that was abandoned. This is something that is unclear."

When he came to this world, he had already brought his own soul.

"However, the relationship between people is always made by time, which has nothing to do with blood, and has nothing to do with affinity." Fan Xian looked down and said: "Just like I used you as a younger sister, this world will take you As the closest person. Time can always change a lot of things, and get along with you for so long, I can see that he is different from me to other sons. Especially in recent years, the emperor has changed too many."

He suddenly laughed and smiled a little cute: "You said, if I was killed by my Majesty, what should I do?"

Fan Ruoruo’s heart was shocked, his hands were subconscious, and the handkerchief squeezed out the last few drops of water.

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