Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The ice cloud is separated from the rockery and looks at the fan leisure behind the moss. There was no expression on my face, but I didn’t know what I was thinking. After a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "You know too many things, don't forget. I have been with the adults for so many years. I can always do things about the inner library. I understand some. And over the years, you have been shifting your focus to the north. Fan Sizhen is still in the capital. If you have not made a betrayal of the court in the past, how can I believe in moving to Beiqi?"

Fan Xian coughed twice. Some barely smiled and said: "I am also a celebration, and I have an agreement with my Majesty. If you can survive this time, you will not be able to clean my people. I will naturally not tear my face with the court and stand in the North Qi people. On the other side. Please rest assured."

"Things involving the country. Millions of people live and die. How can I be assured?" The voice of the ice cloud is extremely low, and the anger screams: "I ignore the strange agreement between you and your Majesty. In the event of a change in the future, you will leave Daqing alive. Go to the capital, who knows if you will be mad by anger. Make those disgusting things."

"Disgusting? Are you saying that the secret of the inner library is sold to Beiqi, or is it a pioneer for the south to attack Daqing?" Fan Xian said with a smile: "Life is always a matter. Always keep some promises, as long as the emperor kneels to obey him. Commitment. These will not happen naturally... You should be clear. This time, it’s just a small war. I didn’t use all the killers.”

"As long as I am alive, my Majesty must be forced to accept the agreement between me and him last night." Fan was cold and cold. He said: "He doesn't want to make the world messy, so he can't start with me. Even if he is angry again, but for his great career, he must also endure... Don't forget, those people are also familiar people, Once was your partner. Your friend, your colleague! If you kill me at this time. The power of my hand is no one to lead. Don’t speak modestly. The dragon has no head. You can slowly cut it with a soft knife. ""

"Don't you say, you want those people you've been so familiar with, one by one, falling down under the armpits?" Fan stared at the eyes of the ice, saying one word at a time.

After saying that Ice Cloud was silent for a while, he said: "The adults seem to have pondered this thing for a long time, but you must be clear. There can only be one day in the sky, there can only be one king in the world, if you are alive. Even if you have been forbearing, but I am Under the balance of the Daqing court, it was still split into two pieces by your life... This is not a good thing for Daqing."

"I just want to let those people who want to protect the land live for this purpose. I must live. I will stand on the high post in the future. I will look at you in the middle of the temple in a cold and indifferent way. You are wary."

"But don't forget. If you die, the officials of the court will one day have to accept this reality. Your majesty will be great. There must be a way to get the Supervisory Institute and even you in the Jiangnan area." Yan Baiyun stared at his eyes and said: "On the surface, you want to guarantee their lives. In fact, you only use these people's strength to threaten your majesty. Threatening the court, you insist on not killing, but only monitoring The hospital is used as a private device. To continue your own mind."

"What's the matter?" Fan Xian coughed twice. Squinting at the ice cloud.

"Either the dean or you have said it." Yan Bingyun looked calm. "The Supervisory Academy is a public device, not a private device. How can you use the public device of the country? And seek your own privacy? This is where I disagree with you."

“Is it?” Fan’s eyes chilled. Indifference and sarcasm said: "The Supervisory Academy is a public device. I can't use it privately... Then why did the Emperor's majesty use the Supervisory Court for his own sake, do you bravely stand up and refute him?"

This sentence directly hits the heart of Yan Bingyun. He looked at Fan Xian with a sly look, and some could not digest this sentence, in the hearts of all the officials in this world. His Majesty is the imperial court, that is, the country is celebrated, that is, the public... The Supervisory Hospital is a public instrument, and it is naturally a knife in the hand.

"Don't forget your own words. The Supervisory School is a public device. It is not the emperor's private device. The dragon chair is only a person. It is necessary to use him to represent the will of the world." Fan looked coldly and indifferently. Yan Bingyun said: "It is not only a public device, but naturally it belongs to the Germans. Yes, I am not a person with virtue, but do you dare to say that the Emperor is also a man of virtue?"

"Since I am only two young and old **** with his father and son. It is very simple to know who the supervisory institution is."

Fan Xian no longer looks at the face of the ice cloud, and took a drink from the kettle. The cold ice said: "This yard is set by Ye Qingmei. It is Chen Pingping left to me. What did the emperor take in the past? What do you have? Qualification tells me these boring words?"

"The Supervisory Institute is used to supervise the institution under the academy. If it becomes a spy agency, you are not as good as the dean of the inspectorate." He put down the kettle. Reprimanded with a disdainful and boring tone.

A sudden silence. Yan Bingyun’s heart really set off a stormy wave. He always thought that Fan Xian was just the heartache of Chen Pingping’s death. So bravely stood on the opposite side of the emperor's majesty, but he did not think that in the heart of Fan Xian, there is no innate dignity of the imperial power! This kind of rebellion is very rebellious. It is really difficult for Xiaoyan to digest. He has been silent for a long time, but still has not figured this out. Because Dean Chen did not teach him in the same year, Fan Xian did not say this before. The Ombudsman is used to monitor your majesty? What kind of joke is this!

With the faint light and faint expression of the face expression of the ice cloud, Fan Xian’s heart flashed a very strong disappointment. He knows that in this world, except for Chen Pingping and himself, who are deeply influenced by their mothers, no one can accept this, even the father who is far away from Zhangzhou. I am afraid that it is difficult to accept these. Father is just because of his own place. Therefore, it will gradually be centrifuged with the Qing Dynasty court.

Yan Baiyun looked up. Quietly watching Fan Xian. It is necessary to make a decision immediately. For the fundamental interests of the Daqing dynasty, and for the goal of his life, he cannot allow Fan to take too many secrets. Too much power is thrown into the arms of foreign enemies. However, if you really want to send him into the palace, Yan Bingyun knows that today is a must.

Fan Xian does not seem to be in a hurry. Just waiting for the decision of the ice cloud, it is at this time. A little tired. Some are old. Some indifferent voices rang in the shadow of the rockery: "It’s so late, what's the point to say. Let those women listen to gossip, what's so good?"

Yan Bingyun was a stiff body, and he heard that he was a father, and he turned around very hard. The double fists in the sleeves are very tight. Silence for a long time knowing that my father is reminding himself of some things. If at this time let others know that Fan is hiding in his own house, then he will have to kill. The father is always making a decision at his own moment, naturally giving himself the strongest warning.

If there is no word for the sea to help. After a serious injury, the meridians will be exhausted, how can they hide in the secret room in the rockery. How can the body be bandaged? How can there be food and water next to me?

The ice cloud is clear. The father looks at it. It seems that the words of Wen and Chang are threatening themselves with the feelings of father and son. If you really decide to be unfavorable to Fan, then this family... I am afraid that it will be defeated.

Fan Xian calmly looked at the sea in the dark, watching the old man everywhere, smiling and smiling. Whispered: "This will not say, you can go back first."

then. He said indifferent to Yan Bingyun: "If I say something, you can't listen to it. There are several files in the court where I got it from the Jingwang House. When these days are empty, you."

This is a faint export, Fan Fan seems to be watching the death of the ice cloud will not shoot for himself. The ice cloud stood still for a long time, and his eyes were closed. Eventually I left the rockery and went to my home. He decided to leave quietly. I am afraid that some of his obsessions have been destroyed. Let his back look a bit sullen.

"No one here will come here, rest assured." If Ruohai came under the rockery, he smiled softly: "You have been talking about the yard before, I hope he can listen."

Fan Xian smiled and said: "It's not as good as the old gentleman to teach, use your own head to protect my head... All for the sake of the country. After all, I'm still reluctant to use your life and death to prove this creed, since everything is there Price. I think he will think slowly."

Throughout Kyoto, no one knows the whereabouts of Fan’s father and son, and the work in Kyoto is still in full swing. Nothing to relax. Countless streets and houses have been turned over one time, but the Qing Dynasty court is unusually surprised. Suffering from serious injuries, unable to act. Like a wandering soul, it disappeared into the horizon of people.

The Ombudsman is also cooperating with the imperial court. Carrying out all aspects of intelligence and sorting work is also nothing. The main reason for this memorial is the military and the inner court. The supervision institute only cooperates. Therefore, the affairs are not so busy, and now the director of the Supervisory Academy, Yan Bingyun, is not as busy and nervous as Ye Zhong and Yao’s eunuch. in contrast. There is a lot of pictures of his serious study in the square of the Tianhe Avenue.

Yan Bingyun listened to Fan Yu’s words that night and began to seriously read the letters and files that were hidden in the cabinet. He watched it carefully for three days and three nights before he realized that it was the original leaf-browed eyebrows written to the underarms and letters. The above is a very systematic description of a lot of ideas about the future of the country, but these ideas are too bold, no, it should be said that it is a big deal!

These are like toxic words. Let Yan Bingyun feel that the fingers holding the paper are starting to get hot. When he was shocked, he did not dare to look at it. He only picked up the words about the origin of the supervision institute, because he knew that the supervision institute was originally the mother of Fan. The trick that Miss Ye Jia made.

Why do you have a monitoring institute in the world? Perhaps you can find the answer in these letters. Isn't the purpose of the supervision institute not just to celebrate the country, but to squat? But why are there not too many places on the paper to mention the one on the dragon chair and the one who might sit on the dragon chair in the future.

Regardless of whether the ice cloud wants to see it. I dare not look into it, but those words that are not very beautiful are still like the devil into his heart, he began to meditate and began to daze. I began to feel that I was threatened by my father that night. Forced to be accommodated in the government. Perhaps it is not necessarily a complete fault, and it is completely harmful to the Daqing court.

He went to the window of the secret room. Looking through the glass window to the corner of the Imperial City under the light. Slightly blinking, I felt that the red glow of the reflection was a bit dazzling, and after a slight smash, he pulled out a black cloth from a corner of the desk. Pull the black cloth apart again. carefully. Carefully covered in the glass window. Blocked the sight of the palace. It seems that he can be safe.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Palace was seriously injured by the Assassin on the same day, but he was lucky not to return to the sky, but he was sometimes in a coma. Sometimes I wake up and don't know what the situation is today, but it is the time when the powerful emperor suddenly woke up. Calm and even a little indifference gave a command of chasing, in order to leave Fan Xian in the territory of the Qing Dynasty, on the contrary. For those who come to Beiqi and Dongyi City assassins. The few assassins who survived to survive. The court did not care much at all.

The ice cloud opened a corner of the black cloth. Looking at the splendid city of the city with a squint, I thought of another thing. It seems that in addition to killing the fan or looking for a vanity. The inner court is faintly looking for the same thing, in the heart of the majesty. It seems that the matter is more important than Fan Xi, what would it be?

Xiaoxue rests when he is down. There was no trace left in the square in front of the palace. The blood and water mixed with the snow had already been cleaned up, revealing the clean and tidy bluestone below, and the arrows that were flying in the sky did not leave any proof. Only the blue bricks on the wall of the Imperial City Zhu. There are also a few deep and tremulous deep caves on the west side of the bluestone ground, which shows the cruelty of that day. At the same time, it proves to the people in the past that the horrible extraterrestrial strikes have indeed existed, not just People think of the movements.

Fan Ruoruo squats in a snowy white, quietly standing in front of the imperial palace gate under the imperial city, waiting for the ban and the guards to jointly examine the waist card of the palace. After the assassination of the university under the door, the entire Kyoto trick The defense forces are all in a state of wartime. And she knows that the real thing that makes the court panic is the spur of the assassination. Only this matter is still hidden within a certain range. Not introduced to the public.

Entering the palace today is the decree of the singer, and the hospital personally went to Fan to invite her. This is not only because Fan Ruoru has reached a certain level of healing from Qingshan and Fei Jie. More crucially, the emperor’s squatting was seriously injured, not the internal injuries and sword marks left by the assassins. The most deadly, it is also known that the steel in the chest is spattered into flesh and blood. This strangely called surgical treatment, the whole world, it seems that only Miss Fan Jia will.

On the way. Fan Ruoru has already known the current physical condition of the Emperor from the mouth of Tai Yizheng, knowing that his majesty did not die under his own gun. Fan Ruoruo’s heart did not know how it felt, but it was wonderful. She didn't have any serious disappointment, just a little stunned.

She lived in the palace for five months. Stayed in the royal study for five months. we can even say. She is the woman who has stayed with her emperor for the longest time in the past few years. She is very clear about what kind of person the king has gradually become old. The key is that. This king is waiting for Fan Ruo, really different.

"Be careful after entering the palace, if ... the next time you are inconvenient, you have to stay in the palace for treatment, you have to send a message to the government." Jing Wang Shizi Li Hongcheng stood next to Fan Ruo Ruo, whispered softly. There are hidden doubts in the eyebrows. Treat the emperor. It was a terrible thing. What is even more terrible is. How can I get rid of the ground injury? I can’t get away with Fan’s leisure, but Fan Ruruo is the most painful biological girl.

When I thought that Fan Ruouo was under house arrest in the past few months, Shizi Hongcheng had a strong worry in his heart.

"Yeah." Fan Ruoer smiled slightly. The indifference of the face on the face gradually turned away, bowed down to Hongcheng, and then went to the palace with the Taizheng and the guards.

She always knew the meaning of Li Hongcheng. I am also deeply touched by this. Especially in these days, Fan Fu was repeatedly searched, whether it was the identity of Lin Biao's county, or Fan Ruoru's position in his heart. In the face of the big crimes committed by Fan Xian, they have become things that need not be mentioned. At this time, after returning from the West Road, he became Li Hongcheng, the deputy of the Privy Council. It is simply not to avoid suspicion. Very brave to sit in the town of Fan. The sergeants who are like wolves are suppressed.

If there is no Li Hongcheng, I am afraid that there will be too many days in the Fanfan.

In the quiet and cold mouth of the palace gate, the footsteps sounded quietly, and Fan Ruoer looked down and felt that his brother was right. This life was originally a play. And often it’s still a ridiculous drama, and he’s almost dying to die under his own gun, but at this time he’s going to treat him...

Fan Ruoru’s moment to enter the palace, still did not make up his mind how to deal with it. She knew that her majesty had woke up. Fortunately, when he woke up and made a will, Fan Fu did not suffer the catastrophe. In the case of the crimes committed by Fan Xian, the whole Fan is afraid of being sentenced to jail. At most, Lin Rueruo Fan Ruoruo and his children will be brought into the palace.

However, His Majesty did not issue this will, which allowed Fan Ruoru to admire the choice of the nephew not leaving Beijing on the same day, although still no one knows. One night before the palace changed, Fan Xian and the emperor said what he said.

What agreement has been reached,

But at least Lin Biao should be guessing

Got some,

At the moment, Kyoto is only desperately trying to kill the fans, but it has not used the thunder to suppress the people sheltered by Fan.

Fan Fu did not leave Beijing to return to Ganzhou, and there is no doubt that he also expressed an attitude. A test of how much the emperor has a sincere attitude towards fulfilling his promise.

I miss this. Fan Ruoru is very admired by the scorpion's state of mind. The brother of Chang Fan is born with a feeling of worship that has already been implanted in the heart. This world is apart from his brother. Who else can force a powerful king to be forced to suppress anger after the assassination?

The palace is close at hand, and Fan Ruoru gradually calms his mind. She was picking up the star building on the same day just to help her brother escape from Kyoto. In fact, after all. She could not give too much resentment to the emperor, after all, twenty years ago. The death of a poor baby who had never seen her face was too far away from her.

The last day of the first month. In the 12th year of Qingli, the footsteps finally settled down on this land. However, the footsteps of the Nanqing court still could not be stabilized. Although the Emperor’s Majesty had been able to sit up and look at the chapter. But after all, it can't be too consuming, and He Zongwei is dead in the middle of the book. Key officials in each ministry were cleared by Fan. For a time, there was some confusion in the hall. Fortunately, Hu University students had spelled this old life. For seven consecutive days and nights, I didn’t return home, but I still didn’t let the political affairs be delayed too much.

In the dark, the footsteps are still stepping on the chaos, and Kyoto seems to have returned to normal. In fact, it is still in very strict control. Especially for those who kill and kill the assassin, they have never breathed a sigh of relief. The Qing court must be proud of this matter. The nine strong people who were first severely injured and then shot by 10,000 arrows should be besieged in Kyoto and feared to be in such a big city. But it can strictly block the possibility of these strong people escaping. On the one hand, these strong people are hurt too much. On the other hand, it must also acknowledge the horror of the national machine of the country.

It has been confirmed that five assassins have died. The corpse has been shipped to the palace. The assassin with the known name still has at least three people missing. They are the first master of the Northern Qi Palace, the first master of the wolf, the Dong Yicheng sword, the younger Wang Sanlang, and the northern Qisheng female sea otter. These three were once in Kyoto. On several occasions, I was almost taken down. Just after paying the price of blood. Only fleeing out of the siege.

As for... Fan leisure. Even the shadows were not found. It is the ground. Fan Xian disappeared and the shadow disappeared. The officials of the Qing government responsible for the culling work discovered at this moment that the characters cultivated by the Supervisory Academy were indeed too talented in these aspects.

However, officials still have confidence. Because Xiao Fan is hurt too much. Under the arm of the Yukou, this person's meridians have been destroyed and it is impossible to recover within one year.

On the other hand, the imperial court members who went into the palace to make a feast every night and turned their backs to seek fortune, could not help but see another scene that they had already learned and used to be extraordinarily weird. His majesty was lying in a quilt, a woman dressed in an ordinary girl costume, cold and faint but carefully serving her armpits, drinking for the lower potion, feeding and eating.

That woman is Miss Fan. The imperial court members had already used to see her face in the first five months, but I couldn’t think of it. It was only a day. Why are you back? Xiao Fan is not a sinister. How can his family's sister still be able to serve under his majesty? Yao Dajun is thinking about it? Don't you worry about Miss Fan Jia?

Not only did Miss Fan Jia stay in the palace every day, but she was seen as a deadly fan in the palace. It did not seem to become a hell. The people inside lived as usual, and the morning county Lin Biaoer was separated by three. Enter the palace once. Bring some fresh food to your majesty and talk about jokes.

What is this called? Your Majesty wants to kill Xiaofan. I am afraid that I want to be crazy, but I don’t want to be difficult for his wife and sister. This scene is too absurd and absurd. It’s really a bit unclear.

The boring atmosphere of Kyoto was finally broken in the first day of February, and Yao’s **** received a top secret message. After a long talk in the royal study room and the weak after the injury, the second day was countless insiders and the military. It will be quietly gathered from all sides. Came to the gate of the first class of Chenghai Viscount House.

The first moment when the morning light came out, the green buds on the tree were still sleeping under the veneer. The gates of the government were slammed open. The sergeants who came from all sides surrounded the place and watched all the places. And more than 20 masters leaped directly from the high courtyard wall. They seem to know where the target is and directly rush to the rockery of Houyuan.

Yao Taizhi sleeved his hands and looked calmly outside the government. He didn’t mean to speak in the government. This house is not a simple place, and he does not say how long the words of Ruo Ruohai’s management in the hospital, and now The young male owner of the palace. After all, it is also the president of the Supervisory Academy.

This action did not reveal any rumors to the Supervisory Academy, because once the true person was caught in the palace. I am afraid that the explanation of the ice cloud is not clear.

Xiaoyan son is dressed in a nightgown. Looking at the sergeant who looked around in the house with a sullen look, the anger in his eyes grew stronger and stronger. However, his expression remained calm. In the past, Qing Guo’s most successful **** and carefulness was not comparable to the average person.

He did not rush to the father's residence in the park. He just stood in the door of the bedroom and looked at the scene indifferently. On the bed behind him, his wife, Miss Shen, slowly sat up. He whispered and asked, "What happened?"

"Don't you know what happened?" The words were not returned, and the sound was squeezed into a cold line.

Sitting on the bed, the sinking face changed dramatically. After a long while, he trembled and said: "What are you talking about?"

"Only my father and I know, and the most is the one you reminded me." Yan Bingyun's lips and corners have a very bitter smile. "I really took you that year, but it has been for so many years. I thought that you have long forgotten it, and the trick is a couple after all. I didn't expect that you wouldn't let me go to the old house and die, but I still feel unwilling."

The body of Shen Yuer trembled. I know that Xianggong has seen through what he has done. Towards the back of the ice cloud, he said: "Where I have this idea. It is only that he is a criminal. If he is known by the court, how can he escape from the family? Besides, he is a powerful person, if it is He hid himself in the house. He did not find it in the house. The court can also believe."

"Yeah, the family has the first contribution. But there is also the crime of asylum." Yan Bingyun's smile seems so cold and bitter, "I still don't understand. Why do you want to do this. You are Beiqi People. When did you become so loyal to my Daqing court?"

There was a loud noise in the courtyard of the palace, and this master bedroom was so quiet. After the ice cloud, Shen Xiaoer lowered his head and went silent for a long time. After all, bravely looked up, his eyes filled with lingering colors: "Why? What do you say? Don't forget, I am always your wife, yeah. That thing has nothing to do with you. But You dare to say that it has nothing to do with his fandom!"

Miss Shen Da’s voice is not so loud, but it is particularly sad and resentful. She looked at the back of the ice and said, "My father was killed by the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty." Then the whole family was copied. The family broke down... You don't even know what is going to be broken! I have more than two hundred people in my family. My brother, who is only three years old, is dead! Who made this?"

"This is what the Emperor of Beiqi did. But you thought that I really didn't know. It was Fan Xian and the woman named Haishu who came out of the earth!" Miss Shen Da's eyes are all the light of hatred. "But what can I do? Fan is your boss. It is your friend, you never say it. But actually the most admired person... Can I still expect you to revenge for my family of more than 200 people?" ?"

"Since he dared to flee to my side. Let me discover. I can't miss this opportunity." Miss Shen Da finished the remarks. I know that no matter how things develop, I can't save the man's heart in front of me. I can't help but feel a little surprised when I sit on the bed. Why do you have a woman who doesn’t understand anything, but is driven by hatred. Made such a bold thing.

The body of the ice cloud was slightly stiff, but there was no reaction. It was just a sigh in the bottom of my heart, and I felt a little stunned.

The rockery in the back garden has been excavated by the sergeants. However, they looked at the dusty chamber and looked at the space that seemed to have never been seen. I couldn't help but stay in the same place, and I was shocked by the sound of the house, and I didn't know what it was like. Frowning and looking at the sergeants responsible for culling the murderers and the masters of the inner court, the cold said: "What is going on!"

"I am hiding in the house. I have never worried about what will happen." The carriage was comfortably resting on the cushion, although the meridians in the body were still a mess. Although at this time he is worse than a waste person. But this does not affect his good mood. At least Kyoto has been released. Seeing the more vivid scenery of Kyoto's four wilderness, he felt happy without any reason.

When you leave the place. He didn't know what happened, and he didn't know that Miss Shen had never forgotten the tragedy of the Shenfu site in the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty in the five years of the Qing Dynasty. But he trusted the ability of Mr. Yan, and the father and son were in the supervision. Become a fine character. How could it not even notice the change in his home?

It is still the ability of the university to be strong, and finally took an opportunity to send Fan Xian out of Kyoto. At this time, the carriage was walking on the bleak road in the morning between the mountains, and the driver was an official in the supervision center. It is not the old genus familiar with Fan. It is not the old man who started the group. Since then, the government has assured the official to preside over the matter. I must have enough confidence in his loyalty.

"That is the dean's adult Hong Fu Qitian." The supervisor of the driving hospital said with a smile. "Otherwise, the Dean may not find such a chance to send you out of Kyoto."

The two deans are adults, the former one is naturally free. The latter is naturally an ice cloud. After a moment of silence, the official suddenly said: "The dean is asking me to finally ask you a sentence. You promised that he would not go to the North. Do not betray the court, can you really do it."

"This dead ice scorpion..." Fan Xian smiled sullenly: "It is natural to do it, and I am not the old-fashioned guy who has no contraindications."

"After you return to Beijing, help me to hand this letter to Yan Bingyun, and let him find a way to send the emperor to the place of the emperor." Fan Xian meditated for a moment and then gave way. A thin letter was handed over.

The content of the letter is very simple, that is, he has left Kyoto. Will fulfill the agreement between the night and the emperor's Majesty, and also please obey the promise of the emperor's words. And I wish you good health. take care.

The reason for this is that the main purpose is still because of the friends who are still blocked in the middle of Kyoto. Fan is clear. The main goal of His Majesty the Emperor is to spend his own strength if he can escape from Kyoto alive. Again, talk about it and leave them in Kyoto. It doesn't make much sense.

The carriage turned a few hands in the wild in Kyoto and circled it several times. Through the mountainous roads and the several transition points that the supervision institute has prepared. It took a full three days. Only to go outside a big state city in the vicinity.

The carriage naturally does not enter the state, but chooses to hand over here. Look at the familiar face. Fan Xian couldn't help but smile and said, "You are here. I am more relieved."

From Beiqi to Beijing, he rushed back to Nanqing. He has been preparing for the reception of Wang Qiian, an outsider in Kyoto. Wrinkled on the face, I looked at the casual injury on the train and could not help feeling heavy. Nothing to laugh at. Shake his head.

"What do I have to dress up?"

Wang Qiian took out the powder and cloth clothes from his arms. Reluctantly said with a smile: "Being an old pole, my wife, my daughter..."

Fan is a bitter smile. Nor did it make an emotional gesture. Directly picked up and said: "It is more convenient than me to dress up as an old pole."

In the season when he changed clothes. Wang Qi-nian couldn't help but lower his voice and asked: "Adult, have you planned to leave Kyoto from the beginning?"

"I am not a god. The plan is always unable to keep up with the changes."

Fan Xian smiled slightly. Then he said: "If I can win in the palace, I don't have to go to Beijing any more. But since I lost, I must make sure that I survive. Fortunately, my luck is as good as ever."

"I heard that it is not the place where people go. And there are not many people who can go. But everyone who dares to go... is dead."

"Who said that he is dead? The hard work is alive, Sean is alive. My uncle. My mother is not all living well?" Fan’s eyes squinted, seemingly pursuing the backs of those characters. He whispered: "It’s not enough to just survive. This time I lost in Kyoto. Besides going to the temple to find my uncle. What other options can I have? This is something I have long thought of. You don't have to stop me."]

Wang Qinian’s face is a bit ugly, and he’s smashed: “I don’t want to stop you... Who in the world dares to stop you? The person who dares to stop, except for the sire. I’m afraid the rest are dead. It’s just God. The temple...not the palace. It is the place where the immortals live, I am afraid that I will not be able to find you with you for decades."

"Our goal is not toss." Fan coughed twice. Forced to control the burning pain of the meridians in the body, barely smiled: "You should not be too scared."

This is itself a matter of thinking about it. For the imaginary temple, he has more knowledge than anyone else in the world. Even faint. He can capture the true background of the temple, of course. All this is just speculation.

His Majesty is so powerful. Even after the gunshots. Still alive. Woke up. Fan is clear. After this battle. His Majesty will never go out of the house in person, and he will be in danger. Now he is in a situation between Fan Xian and the emperor. It was the mutual restraint based on the long conversation before the father and son started. This is ultimately a war between two people, whether it is Qing Emperor or Fan. I don't want the war to stretch to the world, so Fan has lost this battle. You must find a force that can overcome the power of your Majesty.

The world has not found it, only to go to heaven. Fan’s mood is a little heavy. He knows how the temple is a noble existence in the hearts of the world, but he is very worried about the safety of Wuzhu. In order to be injured by his own veins, he had to go to the temple for a lot of purposes.

"How come?" Wang Qi was young and pulled a horse and asked for a very real word. Everyone respects the temple, but no one knows where the temple is.

"Toward the north. Always north. All the way to the north." Fan said.

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