The swing was getting higher and higher. Suddenly, Sisi seemed to see something in the sky. She quickly stopped pedaling the board and let the swing slow down. Before the swing was completely stopped, she hurriedly jumped down and ran to Fan Xian without even wearing shoes on the grass.

The few little maids who were holding her next to her were shocked. Siqi was about to tease her, but when she looked at her expression, she stopped talking consciously. Even the three masters here felt depressed, thinking that this girl was crazy? Why are she so panicked? With the power of the Fan Mansion, what else would she be afraid of in Kyoto? Unless the eunuch led the imperial guards to search the house.

"The gate of the mansion... is Prince Jing's carriage!"

Sisi ran to Fan Xian's soft couch panting, stroking the rising and falling chest and said. Fan Xian was stunned and immediately woke up, jumped up from the soft couch, shouting: "Go away!" While running behind the garden, he did not forget to turn around and praise Sisi: "Girl, smart."

Seeing his extremely neat skills, he didn't look like a patient who could not go to court? Wan'er and Ruoruo, beside the soft couch, looked at each other in confusion, and immediately woke up. Their expressions changed slightly. They quickly stood up and asked their subordinates to arrange matters for leaving the house. They also called everyone to go and get the cart.

For a moment, the back garden of Fan's house, which was still laughing and laughing, immediately became the grain and horse farm before the war. Everyone was busy, and those who packed the soft couches were packed, avoided the evasiveness, and the most urgent thing for the masters to find clothes. After a while, finally, in the shortest time, they packed everything and hugged Fan Xian outside the back door of the back house. At this time, Fujiko Kyo also personally pulled the carriage to the door.

"I'm still sick, so I'll hide everywhere." Wan'er put a thick windbreaker on Fan Xian and complained: "My uncle is really, I've said I don't need to see you."

Fan Xian didn't have time to answer her, like a guerrilla, and rushed into the carriage bravely.

Lin Wan'er laughed sarcastically, turned around and saw that her sister-in-law was also nervous. She hugged a small incense burner and followed Fan Xian into the carriage. She was surprised and said, "Ruoru, why are you hiding?"

The reason why Sisi saw the carriage of the King Jing family was that Fan Xian was about to flee in panic. As his wife, Wan'er naturally understood the truth. Recently, the Fan family and the second prince were fighting, and Li Hongcheng was thrown into the palace by Fan Xian. Recently, he has been banned by Prince Jing in the palace these days. Needless to say, the first is to come to Fan Shangshu to ask what was going on, and the second is to talk to Fan Xian. As for the third one, you must have said a few good things for the prince and help both sides to talk and talk.

The emperor's younger brother is here, and for so many years, the Fan family has treated King Jing as an elder, and gets along very well. If the other party is in harmony, what can Fan Xian do? And Fan Xian is not able to cease the battle with the second prince at this time. Besides, with the cunning in the bones of the old farmer, he would not have guessed that Fan Xian was framed by Li Hongcheng. Fan Xian was very afraid of the swear words of the old-fashioned family. The other party's identity and seniority can crush him to death, so what can he do? So of course he had to pat his butt and leave quickly. Thirty-six strategies, and escape as the best strategy.

Listening to his sister-in-law's question, Fan Ruoru, who had always had a quiet expression, replied with a wry smile in embarrassment, and said in embarrassment: "Sister-in-law, it's so embarrassing to meet at this time."

Wan'er was stunned when she heard this, and immediately thought that she had bullied Li Hongcheng for several days, and the reputation of Prince Jing's mansion was so bad that she could not help. At this time, Ruoruo went to see her future father-in-law. Suddenly, she thought that her husband and sister-in-law were hiding, what should she do if she stayed in the mansion? After all, the person who came was also her uncle... And the uncle opened his mouth, Wan'er silenced. She took off her floor heating robe from Siqi's hand. She lowered her head and went into the carriage.

The brother and sister in the carriage were stunned and asked, "Why did you come in too?"

Wan'er gave the two of them a blank look: "My uncle comes to the door to ask for guilt. Do you want me to stand alone? I'm not that stupid."

The people of the Fan Mansion, who were on and off the carriage, were so ruthless that the old prince was so scared that they could not help laughing. Amidst the low laughter, Fujiko-kyo waved his whip, and the carriage with the square sign in the Fan Mansion drove out quietly. The sound of several young people complaining to each other came from the carriage.

The carriage was very careful not to walk on the main street, but instead walked around one road and left the area of ​​the Nancheng area, and was not seen by the servants of the King Jing family. Seeing the carriage disappear at the end of the street, the servants of the Fan Mansion at the door immediately dispersed. After a while, a sound like a loud bell resounded throughout the back garden of the Fan Mansion.

"Damn it!" Prince Jing stood in front of a large group of uneasy-looking men, crossed his waist, looking at the back garden where there was not even a mouse left, and was so angry that he was so angry that he knew that I was coming, and he hid like a fart. Am I so scared?"

At the forefront of the crowd, Fan Xian and the other two nominally, Liu, when he heard the prince's words "Damn it", he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He lowered his voice and replied: "Prince, I'll say first that those children went to Xicheng to see the doctor today."

Prince Jing looked at the swing that was still slightly swinging, spat and cursed: "Fan Jian's illness was cured by Fan Xian, and he still needs to see the doctor who is not right!"

Two flowers bloom, and one branch is shown first. Not to mention that Prince Jing is still furious at the air in the back garden, the three young people in the carriage fled from the Fan Mansion at this time, and they were relaxed. They felt that the autumn air in Kyoto would be much refreshing and they were in a great mood.

Since Fan Xian returned to the country by fighting Northern Qi, he had a series of things. Not to mention taking his family to Cangshan for vacation and taking a break in the suburbs of Beijing, he didn't even have a good time in Kyoto. He either played conspiracy or tricks all day long, and was sulking with himself at the mansion. The overall situation has been decided in the past few days, and he has been a little free, but because he pretended to be sick and did not attend court, he always had to give his subordinates enough. He was embarrassed to wander around the streets openly, so he had to chat with his wife and sister at home until they were dry.

Fortunately, Prince Jing came today, and I think Fan Shangshu would not be angry because of Fan Xian's escape. This gave the three of them a chance to visit Kyoto secretly.

Sitting in the carriage, Fan Xian opened a small crack in the curtains and looked at the scenery and people on the street with his two girls greedily. The stalls selling snacks kept drinking, and there were some strange things on the corner of the street, and there were peace.

Wan'er pouted and said, "This is out, but it's not convenient to get off the car. Could it be that I'll be stuck in the car?"

Ruoru also frowned and said, "Brother is not convenient to show up in public at this time..." She suddenly said, "But brother, you can disguise yourself, right?"

Fan Xian chuckled and said, "Even if the people in the capital cannot recognize me, can't they still recognize the two flowers in the capital?" Even though he knew that he was telling lies, Wan'er and Ruoruo were still a little happy. The girls were really easy to coax.

"Let's have a meal at Yishiju." Wan'er sat down and said with a little bored idea: "Create a quiet private room on the third floor. No one will see us, and you can also see the scenery."

It was a coincidence that the carriage had just passed by Yishiju's downstairs. Fan Xian looked out of the car window. Suddenly, he thought that after coming to Kyoto from Danzhou, he went shopping for the first time with his sister and brother. He had eaten in Yishiju. He had forgotten what he said at that time. It seemed to be related to character, but I remembered that I hit Guo Baokun with a black fist and bought a pirated stone story from the hand of the affectionate middle-aged woman below the building.

The Guo family has been destroyed by itself. The Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi was hanged in the prison for the spring examination. However, this case was not implicated, so I don’t know where the son of Guo Baokun revealed it.

He did not answer Wan'er's words, but said a little regretfully: "Yi Shiju... why are there no book sellers downstairs?"

Fan Ruoru glanced at him and said softly: "After my brother opened the Danbo Bookstore, Sizhe went to find some people, so the government investigated it a little more strictly... There were fewer book dealers in Kyoto."

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and then he remembered. His younger brother once said that he would be able to go out in both black and white, and cut off the business of those pirates. Thinking of this festival, he naturally remembered Fan Sizhe, who is now heading north, and subconsciously said: "Sizhe should be able to go to Shangjing at the beginning of next month."

The carriage suddenly became quiet. Wan'er and Ruoru looked at each other, and after a while, they whispered softly: "It's quite cold in the north. I don't know if I have enough clothes."

Fan Xian lowered his head and smiled slightly. He said, "Don't worry about this matter... He is fourteen and will take care of himself." Having said that, what he thought was another matter. At least Fan Xian felt more disgusted with the second prince. He looked at the Yishiju and said coldly: "The Cui family's property is to give the second child money, and I won't take care of his business."

Wan'er couldn't say anything at this time. After all, the second prince and she had been in the palace for nearly ten years together, and they always had some feelings. Although she rationally chose silence and secretly support for Fan Xian in the fight between her husband and cousin, she was always unable to speak ill. Seeing the atmosphere a little depressed, she smiled and said, "Since you don't support his real estate industry, you have to support our own industry... or......"

Her eyes rolled and she teased, "Let's go and hug Yuelou."

Taking his wife and sister to visit the brothel? Fan Xian was almost scared to death by this proposal. He coughed twice and said seriously: "Baoyue Tower is not my property, it is Shi Chanli."

Wan'er gave him a blank look and said, "Who doesn't know that it's a fool. Just open the brothel, and I didn't say anything."

Ruoru turned his head aside and held back his smile.

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why is it that I opened a brothel? You know I'm wiping my butt for my younger brother."

Wan'er said, "Anyway, it's your own business. Didn't you say that the dishes there are the best in Beijing? We don't go to find girls, but what are we afraid of when eating vegetables? And our own business, we don't have to worry about the news that you pretend to be sick and come out for a wandering around."

Fan Xian flatly refused: "If you want to eat, I asked the chef in the building to deliver it to the mansion. Every girl is sitting in a brothel. What does that look like?"

Wan'er stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "It's going to be cold when the dishes are ready."

Fan Xian said angrily: "Then the chef called him home, right?"

Seeing that he insisted, Wan'er couldn't help but sigh. She said with great regret: "I really want to go to Baoyuelou to sit and see what the brothel looks like when my brother-in-law is." She blinked her big eyes and said: "To be honest, I'm really curious about such a place."

Ruoruo, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "Just go and go for a walk..." She looked at Fan Xian and was about to speak, and said first: "It's not like sitting in a brothel. Is it like you guys sitting like you guys?"

She smiled and held her jaw above the window building: "Besides, I heard from my brother that you asked Miss Sang to take charge of the business of Pu Yuelou. I haven't heard Miss Sang sing songs for more than half a year, so I won't go to Pu Yuelou. Where can I listen?"

Seeing that his sister-in-law agreed with her opinion, Wan'er became more courageous and begged Fan Xian with a shameless face, "You know I like to listen to Sang Wen's songs. I haven't seen anyone for half a year. Now I realize that it was because my abominable brother-in-law snatched him to Baoyue Tower. You can take us there."

Ruoru continued, "Men can walk around, why can't we go around?"

Fan Xian was speechless for a moment and looked at his sister a few times. He found that this girl seemed to be getting more and more sharp and bold now, and her thinking and thinking were indeed different from other women in this world. Just look at the previous conversation, she was obviously more upright and powerful than Wan'er.

There are many feminist places, of course. First of all, I blame myself for my education since childhood, but I always feel that the extraordinary temperament revealed by the girl comes from other places.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, it's really unprepared. You know. I'm also a guy who loves shocking things the most, but... I'm not at peace in Beijing recently, and I don't want those censors to have too much to say."

When he heard that he was making a serious matter, Wan'er and Ruoruo both stopped talking sensibly.

Fan Xian turned his head and looked out of the car, but was stunned. He found that not far ahead was the front building of the Baoyue Tower with a noble and elegant atmosphere. He couldn't help but laugh at Fujiko-kyo who was driving the car: "You really came here? You only know how to coax your own heroine. I don't know what Shunshun meant. Do you still want to go to Donghai County to be an official? You must know that your family has told me several times."

Fujiko Kyo smiled honestly and said nothing, but Wan'er and Ruoruo covered their mouths and started to laugh.

The carriage of the Fan Mansion arrived at Baoyue Tower. Although he didn't know that Fan Xian was sitting in the car, those smart and informed guests on Baoyue Tower dared to be disrespectful? Even Shi Qing'er, who was injured in the Kyoto Mansion in the room on the third floor, limped down to serve. When he saw that Fan Tisi, who was seriously ill in the car, could not help but be shocked.

I could see the legendary young madam. The two noble ladies in the car were a little satisfied. However, to their disappointment, Sang Wen was not in the building. He said that he was invited by someone to sing the song.

Without this excuse, Fan Xian would certainly not allow them to go to Baoyuelou to make a fuss, but he was also a little puzzled. Now Sang Wen is free and has even entered the Supervisory Office in secret. He doesn't need to look at the faces of other princes and nobles in Kyoto. Why would he go to other people's mansions to sing songs? Whose mansion can have such a big face?

The carriage drove away from Baoyue Tower. Looking at the two girls' homes who were a little depressed and disappointed, Fan Xian smiled and comforted: "Since you are out to have fun, you have to be happier... Baoyue Tower is not the most luxurious place in Kyoto, and the dishes cooked by the chefs here are not the best."

Before he finished speaking, Wan'er said first: "Don't want to lie to us. The reputation of Baoyue Tower is really famous now. If you say this is not good...unless you say it's in the palace." She said with a giggle: "I don't mind going into the palace to see those empresses. Anyway, it's gone some days... But my husband, aren't you afraid that Long Yan will be furious when Your Majesty sees you pretending to be sick in the palace?"

Fan Xian smirked and twisted the tip of her nose: "Don't curse me... I'll take you to a place, it's definitely more comfortable than in the palace. If you make the ground dishes, even the imperial chef can't compare to the imperial kitchen."

The two girls were very surprised and thought to themselves that the kingly land was the king's land, how could there be a place that was more luxurious than the palace? Even if the salt merchants and royal merchants had this kind of strength, they did not have the courage to violate the rules.

The carriage drove out of the south gate of Kyoto, and when they arrived in the suburbs, pedestrians became scarce. The Qi Nian team spies who were secretly protecting Fan Xian and the guards of the Fan Mansion had to appear embarrassedly, looking at each other for some reason, and then the boss uncomfortably followed not far behind the carriage, and followed the carriage towards a quiet hill in the suburbs of Beijing.

The closer you get to the mountain, the mountain road is not narrow, and it still maintains the standard of Qingguo’s first-class official road. However, the mountains and forests next to the road are more secluded, and the beautiful scenery is coming. The yellow autumn grass is mixed with unbearable wild flowers, and the white-skinned and green branches are light and sparse leaves are distributed behind the grassland. Countless scattered with rich layers, as if they were painted by painters, naturally spreading among the surrounding forests, extremely beautiful.

Lin Wan'er and Fan Ruoru couldn't help but sigh. The scenery here is really great, but why didn't you hear me mention it? Even in previous years, I never came here for outings. Logically speaking, such a good place should have been taken away by a high-ranking minister in the palace or a high-ranking minister to build a different house. Why don't you know whose house it is? But looking at the width of the mountain road, you can guess that the mansion you are going to in a while must be a very impressive person.

But seeing that Fan Xian was still mysterious, the two girls were a little unhappy, so they shut up and didn't talk to him, but just enjoyed the scenery around them.

The mountain road gradually ended, and the carriage turned over a forest, and a manor with a vast area suddenly appeared in front of everyone. It was like a place where gods lived, and suddenly pulled out the clouds of magic and appeared in front of mortals. The buildings of the manor were not tall, but they were very suitable for distribution. They were mixed with the short wood and bluestone in the garden, which was in line with the principles of nature. Although it was not flashy, the details of the eaves and corners clearly revealed the noble spirit.

"How about the palace?" Fan Xian asked with a smile.

Lin Wan'er closed her surprised mouth and laughed: "...Each one has its own merits... But it's not our farm, why are you proud?"

Fan Xian waved his hand and said, "The master said this here. I will give it to me in the future, but I think it's not good to have it here and don't want to move it here."

At this moment, even Ruoruo was surprised and said in surprise: "What's wrong with this?"

"There are too many women." Fan Xian said seriously: "I don't know how many beautiful beauties are hidden in this farm."

Ignoring the astonishment of the two girls beside him, the carriage stopped under Fan Xian's command. He got out of the car under the gaze of the two girls, took out the sign of Tis on his waist, and suddenly reached into the grass next to him.

The man was wearing ordinary clothes like a magic trick. The man was wearing very ordinary lichens. He was like a common woodcutter in the mountains. The woodcutter carefully verified the waist sign. He stared at Fan Xian for a long time before he was extremely embarrassed to say, "Sir, this is a dead rule, please forgive me."

"I didn't blame you." Fan Xian said with a smile: "There are my wife and sister in the car."

The woodcutter dared not respond to anything, so he retreated respectfully and found another inconspicuous lurking place.

The carriage started again and went to the manor along the mountain road. The road was extremely quiet, but at this time, the two girls in the carriage could guess that this road must be no worse than the palace's vigilance, and it could even be said to be a step-by-step murderous intent. Even if a small army wanted to attack in, they would probably be defeated and returned.

Of course, these two girls were smart and finally guessed who the owner of this villa was.

Who else can be able to have a higher enjoyment than the palace, live in such a garden, and have such strict defenses, besides the landlord of the Supervision Bureau?

Behind the carriage, the two teams who had been responsible for protecting the carriage were also very clever and stopped moving forward from afar. They squatted down helplessly and began to herd sheep. They had already arrived at this place, so they could not use them as bodyguards.

Su Wenmao, the leader of Qi Nian Group, nodded to the guards of Fan Mansion over there.

The guard also replied with a little embarrassed look.

"Satisfied." Su Wenmao smiled and said to his colleagues on the roadside: "People like us can be so close to the dean's yard... it is also a blessing for Lord Totis."

"That's it." The guard looked at the beautiful manor in the distance with some envy.

Then sit in the grass on both sides and start chewing grass roots, empty, bored, looking at the sky, and yawning.

Chen Pingping lives in the beautiful manor. In the entire Qing Kingdom, the old lame man in the most powerful place except His Majesty the Emperor. Unlike ordinary civil and military officials, Chen Pingping's status in the Qing Kingdom's court was too special, and she always said she was sick and refused to attend court, so she had time to live in a garden outside the city for many years, and the family in the capital had basically never lived much.

Today, Fan Xian, a little guy who pretended to be sick, came to see Chen Pingping, an old guy who pretended to be sick. After all, he has been here several times, so he is familiar with the passage. He went directly to the entrance of the garden. There were two big words splashing ink on the plaque on the garden, "Chen Yuan", which was written by the former emperor, and it was extremely valuable.
To be continued...