Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Today's sky over Kyoto is cloudy and sunny, and it is always impossible to accurately reveal smiles or grace, so that is the face of Fan Ruo Ruo. The girl’s face was blue and white, and the red cheeks that had been slightly wet and sweaty before, after hearing this sentence, had been scared into a theater, fully demonstrating that a Daqing people should show up at this time. All kinds of emotions come out.

It was a warm spring, and Fan Ruoruo’s body was tortured by the hail. After a long while, she trembled and whispered, “I don’t know.”

This is the most useless answer, and the most natural answer. Fan Xian has broken into the black hole and is unable to extricate himself. He then takes the hand of his sister. At most, there can only be one more poor generation who has been torn into pieces. It didn't help much.

Fan Xianxin’s heart was soft, and he gently stroked the top of his head. He said softly: “Don’t be scared, just don’t have to talk about it, so I have to talk to you.”

After a long time, Fan Ruoru looked at his elder brother with a sly look and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Is it true?"

Fan has been silent for a long time, looking at the quiet courtyard opposite the river, thinking about the **** knife that this small courtyard suffered twenty years ago, thinking about it twenty years ago, maybe here is **** on earth, no I know how many people in the old Ye family have died, and the woman who is so amazing is in the most debilitating stage of her life.

Because she gave birth to herself.

And all the people around her who can rely on it, all because of this or that, can not turn around for important reasons, left her side, she is so isolated, this is a surprise from the closest side of himself, a fierce And absolutely murder. Presumably she left the world. Must be quite reluctant and lonely?

Borrowing? Fan Xian will not believe this. He knows women too much, even if this woman is his mother. It is the only one under the sun that leaves the eyebrows, Fan Fan still does not believe. No feelings for men. How could he get him into his bed? In other places, a woman may be guilty of a man who does not like it because of social or family reasons.

Van leisurely looked at the other side, a sneer in the corners of his lips. That man is really cold-blooded.

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A slight tremor sound. Fan Fan pulled back from the picture of the past. Fan Ruoruo is a little chilly, and leans close to her brother's side. The wet pad in her hand has already fallen on the grass, and her hands are tightly clutching the sleeves of Fan. Looking up at the face: "...I...before... there is a brother."

There was a chill in the heart of Fan’s heart. He knew what his sister said, because he knew it when he was a child. Si Nan Bo's house should have been a young master. The young master should be about the same age as himself. He is the father of his father and his wife, but he died at a very young age because of his youthful decline.

At this time, my sister suddenly mentioned the elder brother who had already disappeared into the memory of people. Fan Xian’s vagueness seemed to have caught something, and his face suddenly changed.

Chen Pingping once reminded Fan Leisure more than once. I want him to be better with Fan, because Fan has paid a lot for his survival. What did Fan Family pay for? Was it Taiping’s hospital in the past, and he was able to survive after the event, and the moment when Wu Zhushu came back, was it because of the violent attacks of the Queen Mother, the Qin family, and the Queen’s family, someone had greeted death instead of himself?

Fan’s face was a little white, and he thought silently in his heart. If things turned out to be like this, they first passed through the Queen Mother. Later, Sinan Bo raised an illegitimate child in Zhangzhou. Why didn’t he have doubts in the palace? Could it be that the emperor suppressed the situation after returning to Beijing and blocked the news?

His head was a little bit painful, and some details were not yet clear, but the terrible picture that was possible was clear in his mind. He thought indifferently that he had opened his eyes for the first time in the world and saw his baby white lotus-like hands. White lotus was stained with blood on his hands. There has been a baby who has just been born to die for himself.

The hands of his own baby white lotus are not only smeared with the blood of the five bamboo unkillers. There is also the blood of the real Fan Jiada Master!

Fan’s body trembled slightly. Fan Ruoruo clearly noticed the abnormality of his elder brother and whispered sadly: "I don't know how the big brother died. But then I vaguely listened to the old man crying and said two words. I am somewhat suspicious, but I don't know where it is. The problem."

Fan Xian gently held his sister's hand and said nothing in silence. He knew that if he had his own mother, if he was born, if he was ill, he would die and die, and then his father would welcome Liu to the government.

A lady, Mrs. Lang, is because something has been stagnation? Because her biological son is not **** but dead?

Fan Ruouo then bowed his head and said quietly: "Listen to the old man, mother and Ye Hao should also know."

Fan Xian has gradually realized the deep meaning of Chen Pingping's words, but still can't understand. If Chen Pingping knows that his father paid such a land price for himself, why did he still refuse to relax his vigilance against his father during those years?

The relationship between Sinan Fan Jian and Ye Xiaomei is not like the first love that Fan Xianyu envisioned. These two people may be more of a brother-sister-like mutual trust, just like today’s Fan Xiu and Fan Ruo Ruo. .

Ye Xiaomei had just given birth to a son in Taiping’s hospital. It’s normal for Mrs. Sinan to go to the hospital to help. As for what happened later, perhaps it’s what Fan’s heart guessed.

Much like the plot in the novel? The original reality is always more bizarre than the novel. More accurately, the reality should be more bizarre than the novel.

Fan Xian tightly held his sister's hand, and there were countless complicated feelings in his heart. The appearance of the *** that always loved him was in front of him. It appeared that his father was awe-inspiring and seemed to never be angry, never happy, just Silently walking on the face of the officialdom.

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The heart suddenly hurts. He feels that he really owes too much to Fan. His heart suddenly became cold, and many people who had already died in the past had flowed too much blood.

Fan Xian stood up and looked coldly at the Taiping House opposite the river. Suddenly he said, "What is said today. Don't talk to anyone."

Although I know that my sister will definitely not pass this secret secret, Fan Xian still couldn’t help but remind him, and then whispered: "I have to ask my father about this matter."

"Brother wants to go back to Zhangzhou?" Fan Ruoruo stood up and looked at him strangely.

Fan leisure shook his head and said: "Father is not in Zhangzhou now."

Fan Shu, a former deputy head of the family, has been working in Zhangzhou. It is something that everyone knows under the sun. However, Fan Xian is quite sure that his father is not in Zhangzhou, because only he knows that his father is working in a place in the northeast to help him do something big. He is going to ask for his father, because he believes that in this matter. Father also has his own voice.

Fan Ruoruo refused to ask questions, but looked at his gloomy face with a sly look, and there was some pain in his heart. She knows how these things will be provoked in the future. Today's Fan is not only the second person in the world, but also has too much power in his hands. If he really falls down with the emperor and wants to avenge his mother, there is a big fight between the monarch and the monarch, I am afraid that the whole world will be Drag in.

"Come with me to go to a place." Fan leisure went up the road deep in the bamboo forest, Fan Ruouo snorted, and the small steps followed.

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Three black carriages left the bamboo forest at Taiping’s courtyard. Came to another secluded place in the suburbs of Beijing. The solitude of this place is different from that of the Taiping Courtyard. It reveals a scary taste – because it is a cemetery.

Taiping’s hospital has buried many people. Many people have been buried here. Fan Xian resigned today and came to the dead. The officials of the supervisory institutes behind him were a bit stunned, but they did not know what was wrong.

Under the green hills here, the feng shui is excellent. The grave of the unknown soldier left in the North War of the Qing Dynasty was buried. The latest and largest graveyard was repaired three years ago. The Kyoto rebellion was in battle. The banned army suffered heavy casualties. The supervision institute also paid a very terrible price, especially in the Zhengyangmen slamming the Qinhengyi Road Pioneer Camp. After the black ride, he was chased and killed in front of the square, leaving more than a thousand graves in the new graveyard.

Just after the traditional April festival, there are many traces left after the worship, incense and unburned paper money, with the mountain wind floating between these quiet tombs.

Fan Xian came to the tomb with his subordinates and his sister. He was deeply greeted by this graveyard. His subordinates were buried here because of one of his people who decided to make a decision and died.

Mu Fenger and other subordinates knew what the original Tis had wanted to do today, and there were some emotions in his heart. Some of them were moved. The adults immediately took over as the dean of the Supervisory Academy. They did not expect to return to the hospital to deal with matters, but it was the first time. Come to the graveyard and worship the brothers who died.

Looking at the adults who are very sincere and sincere, the officials of the dozens of inspectors in the Qingshan Garden can't help but get wet. They are saluting behind him. They just rushed to the ground and there is no way to arrange things.

Fan Xian took a deep breath and said: "I care about my heart and I don't care about those places."

Mu Fenger answered the sound on the side.

Fan Silence said after a moment of silence: "After returning to Beijing, you asked Mu Tie to check, the pensions of these years, how the family members of the hospital looked after, and also planned a file for me."

"Yes, adults."

Mu Feng children should have heard the sound, not too worried. The follow-up of the supervision of the hospital was handled by one department. His uncle, Mu Tie, was the leader of one place. Today, he heard that Xiao Fan had to check the accounts, but he did not worry. As soon as the entire court, the supervision of the hospital is the highest, the Tis is very good for the family members of the subordinates. Of course, the sleeves in the leisure are hidden in the Jinshan. Second, he knew his uncle, and he was absolutely afraid to make mistakes in these matters.

Fan Xian no longer cares for him, carrying his hands and taking Fan Ruoru out of the graveyard under the green hills, and leaving those loyal subordinates apart for a distance until they climbed to the waist of Qingshan. I looked at the dense tomb underneath and sighed: "One will be a million bones."

Fan Ruoruo did not understand why his brother had come here after he had been thinking for a long time in Taiping.

Fan Xian seems to guess what she is thinking and whispered: "I want to remind myself with these dead people. Now I am more than just a me. I am responsible for many living people, dead people. I have to use these graves to remind me to make me more awake. More calm."

The brother and sister climbed over the green hill and turned to the other side. On this side of Feng Shui, I heard that there is no such thing, but it is also a tomb full of eyes. It is the place where the ancestors of the Kyoto people were buried. At this time, the air seems to be floating in the air.

There are several large tombs on the green hills separating the two sides. The graveyards are of a common style. It only looks great, and there are gardens outside the tomb, as well as guards and soldiers. Several officers and men saw that some people came in and went in, and they were preparing to go forward and sneak out, and they were immediately rushed out by the swordsmen of several inspectors.

In these graves, the long princess, the prince, and the second prince were buried. Fan Xian walked past the grave of the princess and walked past the grave of the prince. His face was not moving, but he ended up with Fan Ruouo’s expectation and stopped. The second emperor's grave.

The tomb of the Queen Mother is far south of Cangshan, 80 miles from Kyoto. It is said that it occupies a large area and is extremely beautifully decorated. It perfectly shows the heart of the Emperor's filial piety, but Fan has never been to it.

The officials of the Supervisory Academy were separated, and the two brothers and sisters were quiet.

Standing in front of the grave of the second emperor, I don’t know how long I watched. Fan Xian suddenly said: "In fact, I don’t like you very much, because I know that you and I are a kind of person, just as you said the night before you died. The same. We don’t look pleasing to each other."

"From the first sight of seeing you, I saw the shy smile on your face and knew your hypocrisy." Fan smiled and looked at the grave. "Of course, you see the wipe on my face." A shy smile will also know my hypocrisy... but you can't confirm this, you are just a subconscious guess."

"Because I am deeper than you hide, my smile is more real than you." Fan is not very loud. But it is particularly determined. "In terms of acting, no one in this world can compare me. Because I started from the first day of my birth. I am acting."

"Slightly shy smile? To pretend to be a small baby, of course, we must learn how the baby laughs." Fan Xian slightly lowered his head. "This has become my natural nature, I will only smile a little... I am ashamed."

He looked up and said: "Cheng Ze, I will come back to you when I don't have to be shy and laugh."

Fan Ruoer looked at his elder brother with amazement. He didn't know why he was arguing about these things in the grave of the Second Emperor. What pretending to be a baby?

Fan Xian stretched out in front of the grave. He had already stood up. It was just a slight smile on his face. When would it become an impatient anger in this world?

Fan Ruoru finally couldn't help but reach out and explore his forehead to see if his brother was feverish by the news, and the tentacles were cold.

Fan Xian was shocked by her, and immediately understood what the girl was thinking, and laughed.

Hearing Fan’s rare and hearty smile, Fan Ruoruo put down his heart and smiled, but there was still a haze in his heart. Looking at his elder brother, I don’t know how hard and struggling this laughter would be.

Fan Xian calmed down and said softly: "Today I have to do something, and the madness I have to do is finished. You said that there is something in Beijing. What is it?"

After Fan Ruoru hesitated for a while, he whispered: "It’s Miss Sun Jia’s coming to the government, and the loss of the donkey is not... I’m in a hurry.”

"Sun... Sun...? Sun Jingxiu, his girl?" Fan spent a long time and said: "Aone is a good show, how come out?"

This Miss Sun Jia, naturally, was the fan who helped Fan Xiantian in the Kyoto rebellion that year. It’s just that Fan Xian is very aware of the temperament of the girl’s family. Even if she is fascinated by the stone, she will not do anything that is so detrimental to the door.

"She came for her father?" Fan Ruoer sneaked at him and said: "There seems to be something happening to Sun Daren. There is no way to be anxious. I see Miss Sun being forced by her father." ”

There was a gust of wind in the mountains, and the fan-fighting clothes were screaming, and his brows were wrinkled. He couldn’t help but swear something, but the voice was very low, even Fan Ruruo stood beside him. Did not hear clearly.

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(About Fan Xiaowei's smile, from the beginning of last year when I started to celebrate the rest of the year, many people are very disgusted, and in many places expressed my incomprehensibility to write this way, I have not explained it, because this would have been It’s very aesthetic, there’s no box office, but I want to stick...

The initial insistence on writing this is based on a very simple reason. Before I wrote for the rest of my life, I was thinking about how an adult's soul would become abnormal in the baby's body. But I am not writing metamorphosis. I have to use some subtlety to remind everyone that a shy smile is an important part.

A twenty-year-old person who wants to laugh at a naive, baby who doesn't understand anything. How do you smile? I have observed many children and found that there is a kind of laugh that is most common to them, and that is a smile that is shy.

Fan has been laughing for a long time, so when he grows up in the world of the country, he must have such a habit. This is a facial expression that I think is necessary, a very powerful detail, but it is a pity that I have been understood in other directions.

I really want to shout, how serious I am, I am a pearl, the dust is going away... I shrug my shoulders, but everyone knows that it was said that it was amazing, and I did not insist on shame and shame. Going down, no way, I have to eat.

I have not been able to insist on my own structural settings. It is my dissatisfaction with myself, but I can find an opportunity to explain it to you. I am very happy.

These two chapters are to determine the heart of the leisure, and will not write this content in the future, just do it. There are also graves in Suzaku's memory, and there are also years in the Qing Dynasty, because this is a very important thing.

I have written very little recently, no children, this chapter is written in advance, issued regularly, because there are things during the day...

Don't ask everyone to understand, because you are too bad, too bad!

Three thousand of the tickets were voted for three hundred, six thousand of the tickets were voted for more than seven hundred, and the one thousand two tickets were actually voted for one thousand and five!

I am pulling my fingers and earning one hundred and five more a day? Nearly four hundred? More than seven hundred dollars! Then I was furious, and the students were obviously bullying. I only wrote 5,000 words today!

Of course, if I have to write dozens of words at this time, I can still write them out, but... I will not yield to your sugar-coated shells! Actually...just if you take the 6,000-word money, you will be uneasy. I wrote nine hundred words in the end of the day...

Having said that, I am happy to see everyone playing, I am also very happy, and I have changed my emotions too much. Thank you for playing with me. Thank you for supporting me with so many updates.

Hey, do you want to vote for my big ticket? Maybe I will be soft...)

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