The chief adviser Huang Yi and Yuan Hongdao of Xinyang could not enter the palace, so at this time the confidant beside the eldest princess was a eunuch. The eunuch stood aside and whispered the eldest princess to question in her heart: "The Empress... don't you know this is..."

"Come to the tiger." The eldest princess said the four words "Di" inconveniently" by the trusted confidant, and said sneered: "Even if I am a tiger, she has to stand on my side. Otherwise, if the third brother really takes office, Fan Xian will avenge Ye Qingmei...who will help her block it?"

She slowly closed her eyes and said, "I and I temporarily put aside the question of whether Cheng Qian or the second child... because she knew that if things were done, she would not be able to fight for me and just want a way out."

"Where is Jiangnan?"

"Don't worry anymore." The eldest princess sighed, "My son-in-law, I was ready before going to Jiangnan. How could those natives in Jiangnan be his opponents?"

She shook her head, and after a while she came out, she said with a sacred voice: "Now that I think about it, I really made a big mistake. If there were no Niulan Street, why would there be such a quarrel between me and Fan Xian... If he was standing by my side, who else could fight us in this world?"

Before the eunuch could reply, she laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's so whimsical. If I don't have such a deep hatred with Fan Xian, how could my emperor brother dare to use him so much?"

The eunuch listened, not daring to speak out.

"I was wrong from the beginning." A trace of indifference and determination flashed across the princess' beautiful face. "No matter how powerful Fan Xian is, he will be held by the thread in the palace to his limbs. Why do I need to pay attention to this puppet? I should be the one who holds the thread."

In Hanguang Hall not far from Guangxin Palace, the Empress Dowager was half-squinting her eyes and feeling sleepy. After all, the old man was old and his spirit was no longer as good as before. His decisive decision in his heart was not as good as before.

"Stop, stop." The old woman stopped the storyteller in the palace in disgust, looked at the book in the palace maid's hand, and said nothing for a long time.

"It's all ridiculous words, and I don't know why so many people like to watch in the market." An old lady beside her said as she pleased her.

The Empress Dowager shook her head and whispered after a while: "It's normal for a child... it's normal for some dissatisfaction."

The old lady dared not say anything more.

A very complicated emotion flashed in the queen's eyes. In fact, she didn't know the meaning of the queen asking her to read the Stone Record. Although she was indeed very angry at Fan Xian's resentment, she was even more angry at what the queen did.

Fan Xian's mother is so different, but Fan Xian is a descendant of the royal family after all, this is what the old lady values ​​the most.

"How long has Chen'er been gone?" The old lady suddenly thought of her favorite granddaughter and asked the person beside her.

"The princess should be in Hangzhou now."

"Well... I have been to Jiangnan too. The scenery is good, but those women are too presumptuous." The empress dowager frowned and ordered: "Even if the Fan family is prepared and careful, it will be as good as the things in the palace. If you ask someone to prepare some things to Jiangnan."

The old woman thought for a while and said, "Go to write to ask Chen Meitu if she is used to living by the West Lake. If she doesn't like it, let her move to the palace on the mountain."

The old lady responded quickly.

In the imperial study room, His Majesty the Emperor of Qing State rubbed his eyebrows tiredly and took a sip of warm ginseng tea. Looking at the scenery outside the window that seemed to have never changed, he frowned in disgust.

"Hong Zhu..." the emperor shouted subconsciously, and then he remembered that Hong Zhu had been transferred to the East Palace for half a year by himself, and he couldn't help but smiled mockingly.

"Your Majesty, what are your instructions?" the eunuch leader beside him asked respectfully.

The emperor shook his head and coughed a few times. The echoes echoed in the imperial study. He couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that he might be really old. Listening to the echo of the cough, he actually realized that he was so lonely.

"Go to the small building to have a look."

He brushed his dragon robe and straightened his chest to walk out the door. The eunuch behind him quickly followed, only to hear His Majesty the Emperor sigh: "When will you have time to go to Danzhou again?"

This year, the Qingguo country was no different from the usual years. The palace was still lonely and dirty, the outside of the palace was still lively, the court was still arguing, the six ministries were still fighting, the Supervision Office was still silent and hideous, the old president Chen was still enjoying the singing and dancing in Chenyuan, and Fan Shangshu was still busy in the Ministry of Revenue.

The people of the people are struggling to survive, and while they are surviving, they are looking for some happy things to comfort their almost numb minds.

For example, the east family married a girl, the west family died an old man. There was no flood in the south this year, and there seemed to be war in the west again. Lord Fan did not write a poem anymore. The saint of Northern Qi did not have any respect to the young grandmother of the Fan family?

From Kyoto to the east, it will be transported into the river. The river embankment is a bustling scene on both sides of the river embankment. People who repair the river embankment are working hard to carry sand and stones like ants. This year, the country's luck is good, and the spring flood is much smaller than expected. The abundant treasury area has also brought a lot of confidence to the Heyun Governor's Office. Although it is harsh, it still pays a lot of wages in the end, so the people's motivation to work is also much stronger.

Yang Wanli's face was dark. He was wearing a coarse cloth dress and stood in the bamboo shed with deep eyebrows. Although the situation is good now, Qiusun is the most terrifying thing. He was responsible for the heavy responsibility of the sect master and had to supervise the direction of the silver shipped secretly, so his mental pressure was extremely huge.

He had to repair the river embankment and divide the water. Although he didn't understand these things, he put down his figure and carried out them personally. The sun was exposed for several days, and finally washed away the last trace of scholarly anger from the Fan disciple. He turned him into a real official.

Several people came from afar on the river bank, and they looked like they were officials who went to another place to become officials.

The group began to shout at the bamboo shed from a distance.

Yang Wanli pulled up his lower collar, wiped the sweat from his face, looked over there in confusion, and finally saw who the person was. He couldn't help but greet him outside the shed in surprise.

"Brother Ji Chang? Brother Jialin? Why are you here?" Yang Wanli moved forward and grabbed the hands of the visitor.

The visitor was Hou Jichang and Cheng Jialin, among the four sons of Fan's sect. After the Spring Examination, they have been in other counties to work. With Fan Xian's care and they are also successful, they have improved quite quickly. In just over a year, they have completed several levels of jumps and passed the first hurdle of the seventh grade.

However, the location where these two people served as officials was far from Jizhou, so Yang Wanli was also surprised, and he was also surprised.

Hou Jichang didn't have time to answer his words, but just held the calloused hands. Looking at Yang Wanli's dark face, he said movedly: "Sir, I just said that you were at the Governor of Heyun. But I didn't expect... to be so miserable."

Cheng Jialin was already sighing a little.

Yang Wanli laughed, not knowing what he thought of, and said seriously: "In the past, Wanli only knew how to talk about political affairs, but it was not until he came into contact with these people's livelihood that he knew how difficult it was for the people of my Daqing Dynasty to live... The teacher asked Wanli to build the river, which was really trust and cultivation in Wanli... Only by experiencing this matter personally can he know that under the teacher's seemingly indifferent face, he really had a heart of worrying about the country and the people."

The three of them were silent, but Hou Jichang broke the silence and said, "According to rumors, the reason why the lord was able to conquer the saint of Northern Qi was because of the words he said in the Northern Qi Palace."

Speaking of the Northern Qi Saint Haitang, even though these three were Fan Xian’s students, they still couldn’t help but laugh.

Yang Wanli asked with a smile: "What do you mean?"

Hou Jichang turned around, looked at the laborers on the dam under his feet, and looked at the roaring river not far away, and sighed: "Be worried about the world first, worry about the world first, and be happy about the world later... I think, we seemed to have looked down on the adults at the beginning."

Worry about the world first, and then enjoy the world first.

The three of them chewed this sentence in their hearts, and a sense of respect arose.

"Teacher... Although he is tired, he actually has a innocent heart." Yang Wanli thought about what he saw and heard in the past few months, thought about Fan Xian's attention to Heyun, and the changes that have taken place in Jiangnan due to Fan Xian's arrival, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Next to the bamboo shed of the dike, there were other officials from the Heyun Yamen. Hou Jichang noticed that Yang Wanli had always used the word "teacher" and couldn't help but cough and remind him: "In front of outsiders, please call him an adult, so as not to say that the court would make a party."

"A gentleman is friendly but not a party, but if he really wants to form a party, Wanli is willing to be a teacher." Yang Wanli smiled and said with a calmness that was different from his back then: "Everyone in the world knows that our four sons of Fan's family, as long as we are seeking benefits for the people of the world, why bother with others' words?"

Hou Jichang was slightly stunned, and then laughed loudly: "This is indeed a bit deliberate for me. Wanli seems to have made great progress in the past six months. Following the teacher is indeed very beneficial to self-cultivation."

Cheng Jialin also said enviously: "We are officials outside, you are in Jiangnan, who knows that the teacher will go to Jiangnan."

Yang Wanli smiled and said, "I haven't been with the teacher for a few days. But that boy Shi Chanli... If you go to Suzhou to see, you will know how much he has changed by the teacher."

At this point, Yang Wanli remembered and asked, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Jialin responded with a smile: "In the past six months, the teacher has rectified the administration of officials in Jiangnan, and there have been many vacant vacancies. So the Ministry of Personnel transferred me to Suzhou."

Yang Wanli nodded happily, knowing that Cheng Jialin had gone to Suzhou, it would definitely be helpful to Fan Xian.

"What about you?"

Hou Jichang smiled and said, "I will go to Jiaozhou and become a Dianli."

Yang Wanli was shocked and thought that this kind of mobilization was considered exile, and he didn't understand why Fan Xian had such an arrangement.

Hou Jichang didn't explain anything. He only knew that Mr. Xiao Fan asked him to go to Jiaozhou. It must have his profound meaning. Moreover, according to the teacher's letter, only he could do the funeral of the four of him.

"Because of worrying about the world?" In the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, Fan Xian lay on a big ship on the bamboo chair on the boat board, looking at the stars in the sky. He couldn't help but sigh: "I came to this world to enjoy happiness, not to worry about the country and the people."

On such a night, a big boat was sailing on the river and had already left Hangzhou.

Spending a month of summer by the West Lake. Fan Xian conducted a very careful study of the medicine left by Fei Jie, and was somewhat annoyed to find that what Ku He said should be true. But Fei Jie seemed to feel guilty and said nothing about Fan Xian's invitation. He didn't know where the old pervert hid.

But Wan'er insisted on drinking the medicine, so her body gradually recovered as before. Fan Xiandi's mood improved a lot and his hatred for the Northern Qi Kuhedi also reduced a lot. As for the matter of giving birth, he was not in a hurry. He was under twenty, so he was anxious.

After everything in Jiangnan was settled, he took everyone beside him and boarded the boat provided by the navy and began to travel along the waterways in Jiangnan.

The destinations for tourism are nothing more than Wuzhou, Jiaozhou and Danzhou.

At this late at night, Wan'er and the third prince had already fallen asleep. There were only Fan Xian and Lin Dabao lying side by side on the quiet board. Even the six swordsmen and tiger guards who were used to hiding in the dark were called down by Fan Xian.

Fan Xian couldn't sleep. Dabao slept too much on the boat during the day, so he could slept. The two of them lay side by side, eating delicious pastries from Jiangnan while talking nonsense.

People have never understood why Fan Xian had such a good relationship with that idiot brother-in-law. In fact, even Fan Xian himself couldn't understand. Perhaps, just because he could get unprecedented ease by talking to Dabao, he didn't have to think about anything or taboo.

And there is no need to talk about politics, the world, right and wrong, black and white, good and evil, deaths of others or one's own deaths, white jade yards, and smelly ditches.

You only need to talk about simple and pleasant things like eating. For example, the stars dotted in the night sky on the top of the big ship.

The river wind was coming, and the water waves were not stirring. The big boat stopped in the nameless lake. The reeds were still far away around them. The waterless birds were upset at night. It was quiet. The starry sky above their heads was lonely and far away. Fan Xian looked at the starry sky above his head and said to the treasure beside him: "What are the stars in this sky?"

"It's sesame." Dabao gestured with his big and obese palm, "The moon... is a sesame... Xiaobao said."

Xiaobao was Mr. Lin Er who died at Uncle Wuzhu's hand. Fan Xian was stunned and then smiled slightly, pointed to the stars and Meiyue in the sky and said, "I don't know if it's Shaobing. I only know that there is a moon and those stars in the starry sky of Qing Kingdom, and... it's strange that there is also a sun during the day."

The sun appears during the day and the stars and moon appear at night. This is absolutely not surprising. This is common sense that children all understand.

But Dabao nodded seriously and said, "Xiao Xianxian, I also find it very strange."
Chapter completed!