Chapter 26 The days before leaving Danzhou

After a little gossip, Fan Xian took the opportunity to propose to ask his grandmother to go to Kyoto for retirement. However, just like that night, the old lady expressed her attitude directly in silence. Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh and said, "Why don't you want to go?"

The old lady knew that he was talking about Dong'er's family and said with a smile: "Kyoto residence... is not easy. What's more, Dong'er is so close to you. Don't forget that these big girls around you since you were young have been trained by you, and they are so tough and ruthless that no one can do it."

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, touched his head, thinking that this is indeed the truth. Xiaoya, who is still in the mansion, is the youngest of hers. Looking at that mouth, she is also a powerful character who can't forgive others. There is also Xiaoqing who took her man home to see her a few days ago... Xiaoqing's man is still a scholar with fame, but she didn't dare to say anything in front of Xiaoqing.

Even Xiaoqing and Xiaoya are like this, not to mention Sister Dong'er and Sisi who are used to being presumptuous... The few big girls in this mansion are really spoiled and taught. They are all extremely tough characters there, and they do not take the rules that are the most reasonable in this world. Although they are gentle on the outside, they are all clear inside.

Fan Xian thought about it and laughed a little complacently. Even if he couldn't change too much of this world, it would be considered good if he had at least changed the thoughts and lives of several women... Of course, he had to follow his girl to have such benefits. If it weren't for his mountain behind him, the tempers of these four big maids would be unable to move forward in this world.

No words all night.

On the second day, news came from Danzhou City, saying that the young man XXX was kicked by someone, vomited several bowls of blood, and rushed to the doctor to save him, and was lying on the bed and moaning.

No one saw the perpetrators. However, the people in Danzhou have always been simple, with good public security, and the people are honest and decent, without any banditry. I have never heard of such a powerful and noble man being beaten up.

The entire Danzhou was shocked. The magistrate was furious and prepared to investigate the case and give his ex-teacher a great deal of face. But when the master came to his ear and said a few words, the magistrate immediately calmed down and went back to his home to Jingxinzhai to drink tea.

The smart people in Danzhou slowly guessed the reason for this matter, and no one dared to talk too much. Although the young master who was beaten must have resented in his heart, he did not dare to shout for justice all over the world. Instead, he respectfully sent people to Dong'er's courtyard and delivered the medical expenses and compensation for the past two years.

Things were in sloppy very quickly. People from Danzhou knew that the young master of the Fan family was not a fool, but just a protector of his shortcomings, so they didn't worry.

After a few more days, a secret decree from Kyoto and a newspaper from Jiangnan Prefecture Court were sent to the Earl's Mansion at the same time. Fan Xian looked down at the two thin pieces of paper. He knew that his trip to Danzhou was over, and he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to leave.

After all, he is the full authority of Jiangnan Road, the Supervisory Office, and he is still young and healthy. It is impossible for him to hide in his favorite place to support his elderly care like Chen Pingping.

Although Danzhou is good, it always leaves.

The next morning, Fujiko-kyung took Lin Dabao and the third prince to fish again, and Fan Xian finally fulfilled his promise to Wan'er. He held her little hand and used the two to slowly step on the land of Danzhou step by step, feeling the breath here, and conducted a rich one-day trip to Danzhou.

After the couple disguised themselves for a while, they went to the lively vegetable market, went to the beach by the dock, looked at the beautiful white birds that were deeply hated by Hong Changqing, and squatted at the door behind the Earl's Mansion and told stories for a while, then they went to the extremely quiet grocery store.

Wan'er smiled gently all the way, allowing her husband to walk slowly and slowly with her hands. She knew that all these were Fan Xian's most beautiful memories. He brought him here today. He just hoped that he could share the gentlest and most beautiful part of his heart.

The grocery store was quiet, and the dust was still so thick.

Both of them were lazy. They were naturally too lazy to clean, so they just stood in the house and looked around and talked about old things.

Wan'er listened quietly as Fan Xian recalled her childhood with emotion, her heart couldn't help but tremble, thinking that not only did she live in the palace since she was a child, but also her husband's childhood, in addition to happiness, there were so many difficulties and hardships.

Her hand gently held the kitchen knife and said with a smile: "Will uncle use this knife to cut shredded radish for you?"

Fan Xian smiled happily and nodded.

Wan'er glared at him and said, "I've been drinking sorghum at a young age, and I'm not afraid of being drunk to death."

Fan Xian smiled and said nothing.

Lin Wan'er suddenly opened her big eyes and said curiously: "Where is the cliff where you practice? Is it like the steep slope on Cangshan Mountain? Can you take me to see it?"

Fan Xian was stunned and said, "That place is dangerous, you can't get up."

Lin Wan'er ohed, but her round face clearly expressed a strong regret.

Fan Xian looked at her and suddenly said, "Hug me tight."

Lin Wan'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and penetrated Fan Xian's arms with both hands and hugged him tightly, just like he was on the bed that night, for fear that he would disappear like this, and even more for fear that he would be immersed in the breath of Danzhou.

On the high cliff by the sea of ​​Danzhou, Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er stood hand in hand on the edge of the cliff. A few steps forward were the abyss, the ocean, and the snowflakes.

The sea breeze blew in my face, and the sun above my head seemed a little further than on the ground. It was covered with a layer of halo, but it didn't look very fierce.

Wan'er's breath was slightly chaotic, her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were slightly afraid. Fan Xian carried her up the cliff along the way. It was the most exciting experience in her girl's family in her life. She didn't know how she got up there, so she was standing on the edge of the cliff at this time, and she was not afraid, as if she was a little numb.

She looked at Danzhou City in the distance with some fear, and found that with her eyesight, she could not even see the appearance of those houses clearly.

She turned her head to look at Fan Xian with a calm expression, and said softly: "...In the past...climb every day?"

"Yes." Fan Xian said with a smile: "Since I was six or seven years old? I can't remember it. Anyway, you are the third person to come up in this place except me and me."

Lin Wan'er lowered her head and stuck out her tongue, knowing that this must be the biggest secret in Fan Xian's heart. She could be brought up by him... A trace of sweetness surged in the girl's heart, but then there was a trace of bitterness. She slowly leaned on Fan Xian's arm and said, "I have always felt the hardships I have lived in the palace, but now I know that you have lived a harder life than me."

At such a young age, I was forced to climb a mountain. What was the reason? Naturally, I was worried that someone would come to kill me. Growing up in such a terrifying environment was such a torture for the boy back then. Thinking of this, Wan'er felt a little more sympathy for the seemingly powerful man around her.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "What's the hardship? If you don't want to die, you will naturally have to be more diligent. In fact... Compared with other people in this world, you and I are already considered people who are soaked in dense jars. Don't talk about the hard work. At least we don't have to consider whether we have to eat the next meal, whether we have clothes to wear, and whether our parents will be sold to a brothel or a big teapot by our parents."

Wan'er listened calmly on the side.

"My superficial elegance...is all pretended."

Fan Xian looked at the golden light on the sea and was ecstatic, "Actually you should know. I can be said to be the most attentive, hardworking and diligent person in this world."

Wan'er nodded. Even in the Cangshan period after her wedding, Fan Xian did not forget his practice twice a day. In fact, with Fan Xian's current state and power, he did not need to be so diligent and hardworking. People in the world often only see the glamorous side of Mr. Fan, but never thought about it. How much sweat and hard work he had put into this side.

"It's been like this since I was a very young man." Fan Xian said slowly: "No one can understand why I treat myself so harshly."

Wan'er only understood a little, so she listened to him quietly.

Fan Xian paused for a moment, slowly closed his eyes, and whispered to the sea breeze in Danzhou: "Actually, the reason is very simple... I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die."

"Just like what I often said when I was a child, only when I was drunk can you know the truth, only after I die can you know your life is heavy. A person who has never died will never know how terrible death is."

"I want to live in this world. So I have to be cruel and ruthless. I have to make myself strong."

"And you don't know that when you are used to lying on the bed and unable to move. If you want to toss, you can't move a finger... Suddenly, God gave you a chance to toss, and you will be extremely grateful to God and go tossing with great intoxication."

Fan Xian was intoxicated by his two-life memories, but Wan'er was by his side but couldn't understand it at all. She looked at his pretty face with some unknown reason. She looked at the ripe and vicissitudes of maturity that suddenly appeared on the face, which was completely inconsistent with his age. Her heart was moved and she felt that her heart was filled with a hint of indescribable and unexplained sadness along with Fan Xian's heart.

Wan'er's eyes were slightly wet, and she stood on tiptoe with some difficulty, holding the corners of her sleeves, and wiped Fan Xian's eyes.

The trip back to Danzhou to visit relatives ended like this. However, before leaving, Fan Xian gathered in the old lady's study and muttered with her for a long time. After the news came from Kyoto, the two seemed the gentlest but actually the coldest, the two grandparents and grandchildren had a serious conversation.

When leaving the study room, Fan Xian's face was a little heavy.

When she returned to the room, Wan'er asked carefully: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing big is happening." Fan Xian thought for a while and said calmly: "It is natural for me to write a letter to the censor in the court. I, the imperial envoy who travels to Danzhou to play, must have been very hindering to many people. The key is that I heard a message that is not very comfortable."

"What news?" Wan'er couldn't help laughing when she saw a rare irritation on her husband's face, "It can make you mess up too."

Fan Xian sighed and smiled bitterly: "During the New Year, Yan Xiaoyi also wants to return to Beijing to report his work. He made an appointment to go to Beijing at the same time as me."

Yan Xiaoyi, the commander of the Northern Commander of Qingguo, the commander of the imperial guards at that time. The famous ninth-rank super strong man in Qingguo... The most important thing is that this person is the confidant of the eldest princess and is quite famous in the army. Even His Majesty will not rashly suppress him without evidence.

And when such a character returns to Beijing, he will inevitably directly face Fan Xian.

Fan Xian still remembers that when he sneaked into the palace, he encountered a shocking arrow.

Wan'er frowned and said, "Can... the martial arts in front of the palace be restored again?"

Fan Xian looked at her in surprise, then laughed, patted her head, thinking that his wife's sense of smell in this regard was indeed very sensitive, and nodded and said, "I heard that it was the Privy Council's intention. The military suggested restoring the military discussion to boost national morale."

"What did Your Majesty say?" Wan'er said worriedly. She knew in her heart that Qingguo was a country that immediately seized the world and always valued military merits. After three northern expeditions, His Majesty adjusted his health and prepared for another battle. So she turned her attention to civil affairs and stopped the most important annual martial arts discussion many years ago.

"Your Majesty will naturally not object." Fan Xian said with a smile: "This is a good thing. The court has been indulging in peace for a long time, and even the navy in Jiaozhou has changed its quality. Naturally, there is a reason to gather the morale of the army."

After Lin Wan'er was silent for a little while, she suddenly spoke, "I'm afraid... it was for you."

"I am a civil servant." Fan Xian said with a smile, but he clearly felt a little problem in his heart. He had a different view from the second prince on the Liujing River. The second prince always thought that the emperor asked Fan Xian to deal with the matter of the Jiaozhou navy to let Fan Xian get in touch with and be familiar with military affairs, but Fan Xian thought that his extremely tough "father" was thinking about the opposite problem in his heart, killing Chang Kun and harming the party Xiaobo. No matter what the faction in the army, I am afraid that the generals of the generals would hold a little hatred for him in their hearts.

Your Majesty still doesn't want the Supervisory Office's Tissue to gently caress the military power...

Wan'er looked at him and sighed and said, "You are a civil servant, but... you are also a well-known martial arts master in the world."

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean is that Yan Xiaoyi will challenge me in the martial arts discussion?"

The people of Qing Dynasty are fond of martial arts. Although the atmosphere has faded over the years, the strong smell deeply rooted in the hearts of the public officials is simply unavailable. Just like Ye Ling'er can throw a knife outside the palace courtyard to challenge Fan Xian, duels are still legal in Qing Dynasty. What's more, no one is willing to retreat in the situation of martial arts discussion in front of the palace.

But Fan Xian was willing to retreat, and he sneered: "It's so naive. If he wants to have me, I'm going to fight him?"

In his heart, martial arts are used to kill people, not for duels and fights. If you want to kill people, Fan Xian asked himself that there are countless methods that are more efficient and safer than duels - duels? Children play every family. Fan Xian suddenly felt that the Qing State military was a little childish and couldn't help but sneer.

Wan'er sighed and said gently: "Although this method is effective, it is very stupid... Mother should not be so stupid that she let Yan Xiaoyi challenge you in the palace. No matter whether you win or lose, Yan Xiaoyi dares to really hurt you. Your Majesty's eyes are looking at it, so I also feel that I can't understand the truth. Maybe we have turned aside. Yan Xiaoyi is the governor of the Peking University and has not returned to Beijing for two years. He should report his duties."

Fan Xian suddenly had a sudden inspiration and frowned. If Yan Xiaoyi's return to Beijing this time was related to the so-called martial arts discussion, it could only prove that the power in the court finally tried to challenge the authority of the royal family head-on. But... why is the eldest princess?

"If I avoid the war, I will be weaker." Fan Xian said with a smile: "But you know, I don't care about these faces."

This is a lie. Fan Xian is also a vain person. If another military general challenged Fan Xian in the martial arts discussion, Fan Xian would not blink and directly beat the other party until his mother didn't recognize him. He would add a golden edge to his reputation. But... that person was Yan Xiaoyi.

Fan Xian asked himself, even though his injuries had been healed and had received the help of Haitang's supreme mental method, he had already stood firmly at the peak of the ninth grade, but he still couldn't get anything to face the super strong man who shocked the world with one arrow.

There are two people on my side who can resist Yan Xiaoyi, Haitang and Shadow. The problem is that these two people cannot take action for me.

There is another person on my side who can easily kill Yan Xiaoyi and Uncle Wuzhu. The problem is... Uncle Wuzhu ran away from home again.

While nervous, Fan Xian suddenly became inexplicably excited, and his nose seemed to smell the salty and wet smell on the sea cliff. If he really wanted to fight Yan Xiaoyi head-on after returning to Beijing, what extent could he do without using those small means?

Kyoto, Fenglei, strong people, martial arts competition, these words tempt Fan Xian's restless heart.

After he was silent for a moment, he suddenly looked up and smiled, and said gently: "I don't want to fight, but... how about trying to kill him?"
Chapter completed!