Chapter 7 Wind rises at Pingshu

The officials in the room were gathered together to read the newspapers, which clearly stated everything that happened in the north. Whether in terms of timeliness or rich information, they were much more attractive than the newspapers published in the palace, not to mention the news of the victory of the Qing Kingdom. Fan Xian smiled wryly and took out the wrinkled newspaper from his arms, and said sorry to Mr. Pan Ling, a great calligrapher at Wenshu Pavilion, in his heart, and sat back at his table to start drinking tea.

Others were talking about the war happily, but no one noticed his silence. Instead, Master Shaoqing looked at him and smiled and signaled him to come out. Fan Xian walked out of the door with some trepidation and came to a secluded place. This place was already deep in the yard, with a stone table and two stone chairs. Master Shaoqing signaled him to sit down, and then asked with a smile: "Everyone is happy, but you sit alone and silent. For some reason?"

The Shaoqing, whose surname is Ren Shaoan, was also a romantic figure back then. Later, he married a princess, and he kept climbing up in Taichang Temple safely. It was somewhat the same as the situation Fan Xian faced today. Fan Xian did not confirm whether Lord Ren was sad about something, so he wanted to sigh, so he couldn't reply, so he had to smile and said with a faint smile: "It was natural for the court to win this battle, so he was not surprised."

"Why is it a natural thing?" Ren Shaoqing asked curiously.

Fan Xian really had no unique insights into military and national affairs, so he had to shirk his responsibilities: "Your Majesty is wise, the soldiers use their lives, and Northern Qi is guilty, so he will naturally win in one battle."

Ren Shaoqing looked at him with a smile and said, "I remember that the two countries fought again this time, but it was inseparable from the assassination of Lord Fan."

Fan Xian was stunned and remembered that this time, Qing State sent troops to fight against Qi and aid Zhao. One of the excuses was that the Northern Qi Assassin sneaked into the Kyoto of Qing State, intending to murder the son of the minister. Thinking of the dry bones on the riverside above the northern border, the wives of good men such as the hollows of various prefectures and counties, Fan Xian felt a little confused for some reason and sighed, "Weapons are weapons, and the saints had to use them." He knew that although Qing State had been peaceful for more than ten years, the martial spirit in his bones had not faded, so he paid great attention to concealing what to do, but in front of Ren Shaoqing, he thought that he was just chatting, so he said casually.

Ren Shaoqing seemed to appreciate his words and nodded: "Although this is the case, I have won a lot of land this time, and the Qing Kingdom has had several years of peace, which is worth it."

Fan Xian is not a sour pacifist, and he admitted this fact with a smile. Ren Shaoqing said again: "Although all the military achievements are over, the court has secretly planned for two months for this matter. It can be considered exhausting."

Fan Xian immediately tasted something else from this sentence, knowing that the Shaoqing was saying that the civil servant system in the court also made a lot of efforts for the war. After all, Fan Xian had two lifetimes of experience and knew that the war was ultimately a logistics, so he said sincerely: "You lords in the court have also made great contributions."

Ren Shaoqing smiled with satisfaction and continued, "The Prime Minister and you are about to become your father-in-law and son-in-law. If you have free time, you should go to the mansion to ask more questions. It is more appropriate."

"This is natural, thank you for your reminder." Fan Xian burst into cold sweat from behind. He was about to marry Wan'er, but he had not visited his future father-in-law yet. This is really unreasonable, but... this should be an open and upright relationship between the Lin family and the Fan family, why did Ren Shaoqing tell him privately?

As expected, Ren Shaoqing said softly: "The teacher hopes you will go to the prime minister's mansion alone. You don't want to disturb too many people."

Fan Xian was shocked to take the order.

On the second day, the court was full of flattery, and the military received a lot of rewards. The Supervisory Office also received explicit rewards for its effective intelligence. However, to everyone's surprise, Si Nanbo Fan Jian, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, made a statement. This time, the Prime Minister was exhausted. He worked hard. He took the country first and then family affairs. He memorized the logistics and was able to provide food and grass. He was really a great achievement. The ministers were noisy and did not understand why the original political enemies were so harmonious today, but when he thought of the marriage between the two families, he suddenly realized.

What was even more unexpected to everyone's back. Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites of the Prime Minister, objected, how about it? The most unexpected to everyone was... Chen Pingping went to court. When His Majesty asked, he sat in a wheelchair and whispered four words: "Thank you for your hard work, Prime Minister."

At this point, the political enemies who had been constantly attacking the prime minister by taking advantage of Wu Bo'an's collusion with Northern Qi suddenly became quiet. His Majesty the Emperor issued an order to comfort him, and Lin Ruofu stood firm again. It was said that the prime minister had turned to the second prince because of his marriage with the Fan family. The second prince, who had no help in the court, suddenly became a hot figure.

No one knew that behind all these major events was actually just a chat between Ren Shaoqing, the depressed Taichang Temple and the eighth-rank Xielulang of Taichang Temple, under the courtyard wall.

By selling it to his father-in-law once and once, Fan Xiandi felt a little safe. Although he was still afraid that the prime minister would find out that Mr. Lin was called to kill him, he was not always hiding like he did in the first two months.

There is no need to go to the ministry of Taichang Temple every day, just go to order Mao for only one tenth of a day. That afternoon, Fan Xian came to the Royal Villa in a carriage.

Now his marriage with the girl in the other courtyard is well known to all. In addition, the Fan Mansion is generous, so the guards in charge have begun to turn a blind eye. Fan Xian and his sister walked in and were not in the mood to see the wild flowers and weeds in the garden, but just followed the stone road to the small building. Fan Ruoru was a little surprised: "Brother is quite familiar with the road here."

Fan Xian smiled slightly and said, "I have a good memory, but you don't know." But he was secretly smiling in his heart. He had two or three nights in ten days and walked in and out of this garden. It was really difficult to be familiar with it.

Unfortunately, according to the rules, his future princess and princesses could not see Lin Wan'er in the other courtyard, so he had to sit downstairs and have a tea. Ruoru went up alone. He was not in a hurry. Anyway, he could see his fiancée every night, so he was not in a hurry. After the formation, two people came down. Seeing the girl's house following Ruoru, Fan Xian's eyes lit up. The girl's house's eyes were clear and her eyebrows were a little thick. But she did not look rude, but was very energetic. She was Ye Ling'er, the only daughter of the Kyoto garrison Ye Chong.

Ye Ling'er saw a strange man waiting downstairs, and was a little strange. Fan Xian had already smiled and stood up to greet him, bowing and said, "Miss Ye, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

As soon as he said that, Fan Xian knew something was wrong. When he saw Ye Ling'er that day, he put on makeup and used his identity as a doctor. Today, he came to visit the other courtyard with a clear identity. He said that he hadn't seen him for a long time, but he was afraid that Ye Ling'er would be suspicious.

To his surprise, Ye Ling'er just glanced at him indifferently, bent down and said with a blessing: "I have met Mr. Fan."

Seeing that she knew her identity and was not surprised that she had said before, Fan Xian knew that it must be Wan'er who told this friend of mine about the date of the two, and said with a smile: "It's thanks to Wan'er that there is a girl with her. She is not bored on the sickbed. Fan Xian thanked her here."

Ye Ling'er said coldly: "Young Master Fan, please be polite."

Seeing that the woman didn't seem to like him very much, Fan Xian was not very angry. He didn't think that with his beautiful face, women all over the world could have a natural favor for him, so he just smiled slightly, bowed again, turned around and said to Ruoruo, "How is the matter being asked?"

Fan Ruoruo smiled and said, "You're anxious about this. Sister Lin said..."

Fan Xian suddenly waved his hand and smiled and said, "I'd better go home and talk about anything about my family."

Ye Ling'er was furious when she heard this, thinking that Fan Xian was indeed a narrow-minded person! The meaning of this was too obvious, but it meant that the affairs of Fan Lin and his family did not need to be mixed with his surname Ye Di. She said angrily: "Young Master Fan, don't bully people too much when speaking or doing things."

Fan Xian was stunned and thought to himself where to start. Why did this girl Ye have such a big temper? She was a little annoyed inexplicably and didn't bother paying attention to her. She held her sister's hand and walked out of the house.

Walking outside the villa, Ye Ling'er also left the mansion with her maids and the others. She watched Fan Xian hold Fan Ruoruo's hand and sneered.

Fan Xian didn't understand, but still held Ruoruo's slightly cold hand and waited for the carriage to come. Ruoruo's face became a little embarrassed. Indeed, it was rare for brothers and sisters to hide in the same place as they did. It was rare, and Fan Xian didn't pay much attention to these things very often. Looking at his sister's expression, Fan Xian finally figured out and thought to himself why that woman always pestered her. Naturally, there was a bright moon and breeze between him and Ruoru, so he was particularly angry. He turned around and frowned at Ye Ling'er and asked, "Miss Ye, are you not disciplined at home, so you are shopping in Kyoto and Dingzhou every day?"

Ye Ling'er didn't expect that her unintentional sneer caused such a vicious verbal attack on the other party, and cursed angrily: "Who do you think is uneducated?"

"Who said it?" Fan Xian smiled gently: "No one seems to have said it here."

Seeing him playing a scoundrel, Ye Ling'er was even more angry and shouted: "Then you are still wandering around Kyoto every day and you are about to get married. You are not in a good position yet, and you have never seen you go to Taichang Temple several times. Are you also not disciplined by your family?"

Fan Xian's gentle temperament is accompanied by a few harsh killings, but he is more despicable. He knows that he is not angry, so he will be even more angry, so he said more gentlely: "I came to visit my fiancée, which is reasonable in terms of emotion and reason. Miss Ye has a good relationship with my Wan'er and often visits. I have thanked you, just hope you can pay attention to your words and not try to snatch the relationship between our own family."

Ye Ling'er's lips were so angry that she mixed up. When she heard the other party playing this trick again, she said angrily: "Just like you, I don't know where Wan'er is attracted to you."

Fan Xian sighed and said, "Where am I a dandy?"

Ye Ling'er said angrily: "If you can't do literature, if you can't make it, will it be a loss to you for the dandy? "

Fan Xian smiled with shame and said, "I hate boast very much, but the Beijing generals say that both civil and military affairs are all in the following. The literature can be written in seven steps and the martial arts can be killed in seven steps. The over-proverbs made me feel a little fluttering. I was just awakened by the girl's words today. I am really grateful for it."
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