Chapter 57: Guan Qing’s Bird Affairs

The emperor once said in the palace that he wanted to use Yan Xiaoyi and dared to use Xiaoyan Yi. At that time, Fan Xian wanted to reach out to ask him, what is your mood? What is his mood? It depends on the person's heart, be careful to bleed through the seven orifices he sees.

Until today, Fan Xian only had such a faint feeling towards the emperor. Logically speaking, he did not need to worry so much about the survival of Qingguo and the life and death of the emperor, but for the future of himself and his relatives, he had to devote himself to his wholehearted work, which was helpless.

The carriage left the south city gate, and the four wheels were bumped by the hard ridge one after another. Fan Xian, who was already a little confused, woke up immediately, lifted the curtain and walked out, yawning while looking towards the official road to the south.

It was already afternoon, and there were not many people entering the city. The City Gate Division, responsible for the city gate and the soldiers in the Kyoto garrison responsible for the defense were bored and performed their daily work. Suddenly, a black carriage was protected by more than a dozen officials of the Supervision Bureau, and everyone was shocked.

Looking at the young official yawning under the carriage, everyone immediately guessed his identity. The head general of the Tiannan City Gate Division received the news and hurried over, brought a bench to Fan Xian and served hot tea.

Fan Xian was not polite, and gusted in a big gulp in his arms in his arms.

Before long, a convoy appeared at the end of the official road. A row of wild trees on the horizon gradually approached, and soon arrived at the city gate.

Fan Xian went up to meet him.

The convoy stopped, and seven other tiger guards walked down the carriage, and six swordsmen knelt on the ground and saluted him.

Fan Xian waved his hand and asked them to get up, so he could not help but say a few words of praise, but his feet did not stop and directly boarded the carriage in the middle.

As soon as I lifted the curtain, Wan'er was holding a blue cloth wrapped around her dozing off. Her long eyelashes were quietly lying on her white skin. Her bangs hung peacefully under her forehead, covering the girl's tired look.

Fan Xian was stunned and didn't want to wake her up. He just sat beside her and took the blue cloth wrapped in her arms. At the same time, he looked at the opposite side in confusion.

Sisi, who was sitting opposite, blinked and whispered: "I've been working on it for a long time last night and I'm not in good spirits today."

Fan Xian smiled and said nothing, signaling the convoy to enter the city, but just whispered to remind Gao Da and others to be careful when entering the city gate and not to wake up the person in the car.

The carriage passed through half a street in Kyoto. When it came to the quiet long street in Nancheng, it stopped at the main entrance of Fan Mansion.

The carriage stopped, and Wan'er woke up in a daze. She subconsciously hugged the not-strong but extra-strong arm beside her and rubbed it twice, feeling a long-lost warmth coming back to her side. She drilled into the warmer arms.

But he woke up immediately.

The girl was startled and jumped up. She found that Fan Xian was sleeping beside her. She put her heart back in her stomach. Looking at her familiar face that she hadn't seen for a long time, she couldn't help but smile innocently and stick out her tongue.

"Baobabababababa..."

A bunch of extremely lively firecrackers woke Fan Xian in his sleep. He muttered a few words in anger, but when he turned his arm, he found that he had hugged a little empty. He opened his eyes puzzledly, but saw his wife huddled in the corner of the chair and looked at him.

Wan'er looked at Fan Xian in a daze before, but after a while, she found Sisi on the opposite side, and found that Fan Xian was awakened by firecrackers. She felt very embarrassed for a moment, and her face turned red with shame.

Fan Xian looked at his wife and smiled, grabbed the blue cloth package with one hand and walked off the carriage with the other hand, without saying anything in detail. Instead, he complained: "Which family is marrying a new wife? Why is it so lively?"

Wan'er covered her mouth and smiled. She pointed to the gate of the Fan Mansion and said, "I also feel strange. It's our family setting off firecrackers. I don't know if there is any happy event."

Sisi also came down with her close-fitting package at this time. Seeing the people coming and going at the main entrance of the Fan Mansion, red lights hanging high and firecrackers were roaring, she was also startled and said loudly: "Young Master, Young Grandma, is this we welcome us to come back from Jiangnan?"

The convoy stopped at the door of the Fan Mansion, and the Fan Mansion became lively. Fan Xian looked at this scene curiously, couldn't help but grab Zheng Tuo, a Qingke who left the mansion to greet him, and asked, "Mr. Zheng, what's going on?"

Zheng Tuo laughed and said, "Young Master, you have been named Duke Danbo today... This is a great joy. There are countless adults coming to congratulate you in the house. At this time, they are waiting for you to come back in the house. Of course, we must celebrate with such a glorious family."

Fan Xian was stunned, and then he realized that he had become a young master. He looked up at the circle of red cloth hanging on the plaque of Fan's mansion and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Lin Wan'er glanced at him in surprise and asked, "Honeyone has you been granted a title?"

Fan Xian nodded.

Lin Wan'er's eyes were filled with joy when she heard this. Even Sisi beside her could not avoid the vulgarity and was extremely happy. After all, in this world, these things are always important. A minister can be named Duke at the age of Fan Xian. Wherever he says it, it is also a special thing.

As we walked in, officials who came to congratulate the wedding salutes along the way. Fan Xian hurriedly replied the gifts, so he had to let Teng and his wife come out and first bring Wan'er Sisi and the maids into the inner house. The servants and servants of the Fan Mansion were even more full of spring breeze and kowtowed to Fan Xian.

"Reward, reward."

There were rewards all the way, so Fan Xian didn't feel sorry for him, but he just felt that he was so happy? Even Wan'er and Sisi were happy. If her sister was at home, I wonder if she would be so happy.

Finally, all the reasons were cleared and Haosheng sent away the visitors. The Fan family gathered in the flower hall in the park. Liu sat next to Fan Jian, and his eyebrows were full of smiles. As soon as Sisi returned to Fan Mansion, she was assigned a very glorious task and began to arrange meals.

Thinking back to the past, the Liu family, who had not been in charge of the task in the past, this is enough to say that the Fan Mansion had already recognized Sisi's status.

Fan Jian and his son and daughter-in-law had a brief talk, and then talked about Sisi's affairs. Anyway, Danzhou had already done it. The ancestor nodded, and he, the head of the Fan family, would not say anything else.

After the meal mat was finished, there were no idle people waiting in the flower hall. Fan Sizhe, who had been holding it at home, finally ran out happily. After seeing his sister-in-law first, he sat next to Fan Xian and tried to please him with a stern face.

Wan'er was shocked and thought to herself that her brother-in-law was not in Northern Qi. Why did she run back secretly?

Fan Xian cursed: "Isn't it just a broken title? Is it worth it when you are so greedy?"

Fan Sizhe shrank his neck and said, "You don't want to... How many masters can there be in this world?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "That won't come to me for rewards. You have less money now? I think in two years, my father and I will have to ask you for money."

Fan Sizhe smiled and said, "You can't buy your brother's reputation even if you don't have money. You will be the prince in the future. When will you find a way to find a title for my younger brother?"

Fan Xian was stunned. Then he remembered that after the Baoyuelou case last autumn, Sizhe was issued a sea arrest document by the Ministry of Justice, and the title of Dragon Cavalry since childhood was naturally abandoned.

But when Fan Xian heard the word "Prince", he still felt a little strange. He and his father looked at each other and understood each other's judgment.

With Fan Xiandi's status, the first-class man will come to an end and he will never become a prince. Unless... what will happen in the future.

During the meal, Fan Sizhe knew that there was something wrong with what he said and didn't dare to slap anything. Wan'er looked at this scene and smiled sweetly, saying to her brother-in-law: "Don't hurry when you come back... After dinner, you will have a few more rounds with your father and mother."

When Fan Sizhe heard that he was going to get a mahjong card and his sister-in-law suggested, he was immediately excited. He had not encountered any opponents at the Beiqi card table for more than a year. He was going to play against Sister-in-law, the second best player in the world, tonight, which was so excited.

After the peace came to the next few days, there were not many stories to tell. The second prince and the beaten people were panicked. The eldest princess was sitting in the palace and didn't know what he was thinking. Fan Xian just occasionally thought of the prince's surprising performance on the Baoyue Tower, and he was very confused. This prince, the legitimate successor of the dragon throne in Qingguo, was naturally the best way to deal with it... But as the situation went like this, he was sure where he came from?

Fan Xian couldn't figure this out. Fan Jian didn't think it clearly. The prince dared to watch coldly unless he had a great help on his hands. However, Fan Xian had already revealed his relationship with the second prince. Why should the prince believe the prince again?

I couldn't figure it out, so I stopped thinking about it because I would still go back to Jiangnan in the spring next year. After the New Year, there were places like Chen Yuan, Prince Jing's Mansion, and the eldest prince's mansion that I must visit. So while the days before the New Year, Fan Xian did not go to the Supervisory Office or enter the palace, but just stayed in the Fan's mansion honestly, obedient to his father who had not seen him for a year, and disciplined his younger brother who had been in the north for a long time.

The atmosphere of reunion among the family is really good, but Ruoruo and the ancestors of Danzhou were missing. At one time, Fan Xian once told his father privately that his grandmother had never seen Sizhe. Should he find a time to let Sizhe go back to Danzhou?

Fan Jian thought about it and found that this is indeed the case, so he asked Fan Xian to arrange it.

Just as the situation was developing in a peaceful manner, on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, an uninvited guest came to Fan Mansion.

This guest was the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty to Nanqing. His identity was a bit sensitive, but he climbed to the gate of Fan's mansion after reporting to the Honglu Temple.

The whole family of Fan's mansion felt strange, but he had to open the main gate to welcome him. The envoy was very respectful to Fan Xian and conveyed his condolences to Fan Xian on behalf of the Northern Qi court. He said that the people of Northern Qi empathized with the matter of sniping in the valley and were deeply dissatisfied with the young Mr. Fan.

After putting down a lot of gifts, the envoy left the mansion, leaving only Fan Jian and Fan Xian, the two men, looking at each other stupidly.

That night, a man came to Honglu Temple in Nanqing, and a father-in-law also came to the inner court and explained to Fan Xian why the envoys of Northern Qi came to petition.

It turned out that... the news of Fan Xian being assassinated had reached Northern Qi. For some reason, the young emperor of Northern Qi actually wrote a private letter and asked someone to pass it on to His Majesty the Emperor of Qing. He expressed his concern about Fan Xian's assassination and expressed his hidden criticism of the Qing court's failure to pay attention to Fan Xian's personal safety.

As Fan Xian heard this, he took a breath of air at the father-in-law and Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, and cursed: "Wrinkle a pool of spring water, do him...a bird business!"

Shaoqing of Honglu Temple and the father-in-law looked at each other awkwardly, and Xiaoyi comforted him: "We all understand what the people of Northern Qi have in mind. Lord Xiao Fan doesn't have to be too angry. What's the use of such dirty tricks?"

The father-in-law also smiled and said, "They want to give gifts, so you can continue."

After sending these two out of the mansion, Fan Xian hurried to the study and asked his father: "What do the people of Northern Qi want to do? Is it their turn to express their concern?"

Fan Jian smiled bitterly and said, "There is something I have always forgotten to tell you. Your Majesty seems to have forgotten this. When you were on the Northern Qi Dynasty, you were not in the imperial palace in Shangjing. You promised their emperor... You said that when you have time, you would go to their Imperial Academy to give a lecture?"

Fan Xian thought seriously, and it seemed that there was such a sentence, but he didn't seem to agree?

Fan Jian sighed, "When you went to Jiangnan, the people of Northern Qi sent a document to Honglu Temple, saying that they were hiring you as a visiting professor at the Shangjing Imperial College... Your Majesty was just bored and did not take it seriously. He didn't expect that the people of Northern Qi were actually waiting here. Now that you are a visiting professor at the Shangjing Imperial College and were assassinated in Nanqing, they expressed their concern and anger, which seemed reasonable."

Fan Xian said bitterly: "What are the benefits for them when I am in the dark at this time?"

Fan Jian raised his head, looked at his son, shook his head and said, "Although it is a very rough method, some people in his brain will not believe in this kind of provocation. It's just... You can't hide the activities of the people of Jiangnan and the Northern Qi for a lifetime. If you are destroyed, who knows whether your Majesty will doubt you in the future? They just need to give some gifts, bring a few words, and lose face, and then they can be rooted in your throat. This kind of business is cost-effective."

Fan Xian frowned, was very angry, and said, "The little emperor of Northern Qi has been sniped... It seems that the court will not continue to investigate."

Fan Jian looked at him and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty didn't want to investigate anymore. Now there is another reason for such a useful one, why don't you bear to use it?"

Fan Xian also smiled bitterly, and after a while, he said to his father seriously: "My father, I want to enter the ancestral hall on the first day of the New Year."
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