Chapter 59: There is no ambiguity between the king and the minister

Ye Ling'er let out a sneer, covering her lips directly, and was so surprised that she couldn't speak. Although she had been hanging out in the Fan Mansion every day and playing mahjong on Cangshan, she knew the young master's intentions, but she never expected that at this moment, Fan Xian would have chosen to return to the country so bravely.

The second prince glanced at her and said with a wry smile: "I'm wondering if Fan Xian is going crazy."

"Why do you say that?" A trace of doubt flashed in Ye Ling'er's jade-like eyes. Since Fan Xian dared to worship his ancestors, it must be something that the Empress Dowager and His Majesty agreed, why did her husband think that Fan Xian was going crazy?

The second prince shook his head and said, "For Fan Xian now, there are only four roads to go, and he chose to return to his clan today, blocking two roads directly."

Ye Ling'er didn't open her mouth and continued to ask, listening quietly.

After thinking for a while, the second prince said quietly: "He is now too powerful, and he offended too many people, and the power of a lonely minister has become... For him, in the future, in Qingguo, he would either snatch the chair with us, or he would support the third brother to the stage, and he was hidden behind the scenes and be a regent prince. Only these two ways can ensure his family's peace and not be eliminated. However, since he has returned to the Fan family, he naturally cut off the possibility of succession. It is impossible to use the status of a royal family to regent."

Ye Ling'er frowned and said, "Even if he does not recognize his ancestors, with his background, it is impossible for His Majesty to allow him to succeed to the throne. At least the entire royal family and the scholars in the court will not agree. This first item is not possible in itself."

"What is the possibility?" said the second prince: "If he doesn't return to Fan's family for a day, he will have the possibility of being re-accepted by the palace. With the power at hand, who dares to say that he will fight for the world without any possibility?"

"What about the second item?"

"A regent may be able to keep the nobles in the palace and the royal military outside the palace silent. As long as his surname is Li... but a powerful minister named Fan, who threatens the emperor to order the princes, this is impossible."

The second prince said calmly: "So Fan Xian returned to the sect today and directly cut off the two paths mentioned above. I don't understand what he was thinking."

"What are there two other roads?" Ye Ling'er looked at the inexplicable expression on the prince's face, and suddenly felt a chill surge in her heart. She asked with concern.

The second prince paused for a moment and said, "In the future, no matter who ascends the throne for a hundred years, no matter who ascends the throne, he will be a major purge of Fan Xian and the Fan clan. If he does not cleanse, no one will be sure to fully control the overall situation."

This is exactly what the second prince said to Fan Xian in the Baoyue Tower, but he always thought that Fan Xian would gradually integrate into the royal family and strive for an open position. Whether Fan Xian himself robs the dragon throne or helps the third brother, it is a feasible way.

With Fan Xian's current strength and the old guys affected by him before and after him, no newly ascended emperor could watch him live with confidence.

"So many years later, Fan Xian has only two roads to go." The second prince frowned and couldn't figure it out, "Or it would be left alone and the whole family would be killed. Just like the Ye family back then."

He paused and said tiredly, "Or... he would rebel and rebel abroad with the power in his hands."

He laughed at himself: "Of course, the power in his hands is paper and cannot cause much storm. His father is a cautious person. Without an army in Fan Xian, he will never be able to truly achieve his moral integrity."

Ye Ling'er was shocked and savored the words he said carefully. He found that if the situation in the future really develops like this, his master would definitely not have any good ending.

Her little face flushed slightly. She said, "You forgot a possibility. If the Third Highness really inherited the Dabao in the future, with his teacher-student friendship with Fan Xian, it would not necessarily make things happen irreversible."

The second prince laughed: "I have also said this to Fan Xian. The third brother is still young, but I watched him grow up. This kid is not a good-looking guy, not to mention that in what position you have to consider what level of affairs. Sometimes, it is not something you and I don't want to do, but you don't want to do it."

He said calmly: "And don't forget that His Highness the Crown Prince is the real successor. Many people seem to have forgotten this matter intentionally or unintentionally because of his calmness, but I believe that Fan Xian will not forget it."

"The most important thing is." The second prince slowly lowered his head, "No matter who inherited the throne, our father will watch Fan Xian continue to gather the strength of a large group of old monsters before leaving this world, thus causing infinite trouble to his successors? This country is the father's land, and he will not make this country too chaotic, even if he dies."

Regarding the life and death of the emperor, no matter whether the second prince is a son or a minister, he has already made a big taboo. Ye Ling'er bit her lip and did not respond. Instead, she asked: "But this is not the life that Fan Xian wants to live. This is arranged by the elders in the court. If you are Fan Xian, what can you do?"

The second prince was stunned for a moment and said to himself: "I don't know what to do, it's probably similar to his current situation. It's just that there is a struggle between the world, if he doesn't advance, he will die. Since he has given up the first two paths with his own hands, he should retreat thoroughly. If I put it in his position, at this time, I should go to the palace and resign. Whether it is the Supervision Office or the Inner Treasury, he will always release one... and... purely from a rational point of view, he should be gentler and then lean towards me secretly."

Ye Ling'er looked at him.

The second prince said seriously: "This is the wisest choice. I must have understood in his heart that I dare to accept it. My aunt is his mother-in-law after all, and Chen'er's relationship is not necessarily a problem."

Ye Ling'er shook her head and sighed. She knew that her family and the troops far away in Dingzhou had already become a code in the battle for the throne because of this marriage. If Fan Xian added it, naturally... but she didn't want to pay attention to these things. Suddenly she felt a little headache and frowned sadly.

The second prince stood up, looked at the faint sky outside the window, and said in a daze: "If Fan Xian does not change, he will only enter a dead end in the future. If he has the courage to change, he may suffer a great loss now, but in the future he can seek greater benefits and more stable peace for him and Fan. It depends on what he thinks."

He finally lowered his head helplessly: "But... it has been proven in the past two years that Fan Xian is a lunatic who does not act according to common sense, so I don't have such extravagance."

In the eyes of most people in the Qing Kingdom, Fan Xian's gentle and friendly appearance gradually revealed a bit of crazy and fierce killing aura. It was not about the night battle in Kyoto killing people, but about the incident of Guizong that shocked Kyoto.

At the coldest moment of the fifth day, the Fan family began to worship their ancestors.

At noon, this news had already reached the major residences. For a moment, I wonder how many people were guessing the subsequent development and changes of the situation, and speculating on Fan Xian's future peeping of power in the court and the fluctuations of desire.

Just like the second prince, no one can figure out why Fan Xian did this. Although in the past, he was just holding on to the identity of an emperor's illegitimate son and could not see any hope of entering the palace, the identity of an illegitimate son is also an identity after all. As long as he has not been welded to death for a day, everything is possible. What's more, this identity will definitely play a great role in the future.

A long time ago, Chen Pingping thought that once the empress dowager was gone, Fan Xian would not be without the possibility of being re-listed in the prince's team.

Fan Xian’s story today finally made the Fan family mark on his name, cutting off the possibility of the surname Li. In the eyes of most people, he seemed a little stupid or impulsive.

Even in the deep palaces, this news shocked many noble people.

Concubine Shu was copying the rare book of Tianyi Pavilion sent by Fan Xian in beautiful small words. Listening to the palace maid's reward, she shook her head in a little depressed manner.

Ning Cairen was practicing swordsmanship around the tree in her yard. After hearing the news, a light appeared on her face and praised Fan Xian for being backbone.

In Shufang's palace, Guipin Yi was watching the third prince practice calligraphy. He listened to Xing'er's low voice and smiled slightly. He didn't say anything, but just looked at his son's eyes became complicated.

After a while, she pulled her son behind the curtain and whispered to him the biggest news in Kyoto today, saying it was extremely serious and serious. The third prince was shocked, but at a young age, he immediately understood many things. The return of his husband to the country was largely for himself.

Concubine Yi finally said seriously: "Ping'er, you must remember everything Mr. Fan has done for you. If you dare to do those things in the future, your mother will not spare you."

The third prince lowered his head and said nothing.

The eldest princess Li Yunrui, who has been living here in Guangxin's palace and is not very convenient for leaving the palace, first learned the news. After a little stunned, the beautiful woman smiled. The so-called smile was charming, and this was the case. She suppressed the bright light of the white curtains and paper flowers and jade trees inside and outside the palace.

The palace maid asked carefully: "Why is the princess so happy?"

The eldest princess slowly smiled and said softly: "I suddenly felt that my son-in-law is really a lovely person. She knows the right amount and knows how to advance and retreat. She said that she has only met him once. It's a pity... I'll arrange for him and Wan'er to enter the palace tomorrow. I want to see how Xiao Fanxian has grown so quickly after not seeing each other in the past two years."

The palace maid was stunned and thought that Lord Xiao Fan's move was obviously more impulsive and had insufficient consideration of the interests. Is the eldest princess happy because of this? But looking at the princess's face, it was clear that she really admired Lord Xiao Fan's actions.

In Hanguang Hall, the empress dowager was stubbing with beads and muttering something. Old Eunuch Hong hunched his body and served aside. After a long time, the empress dowager sighed and said, "That child is also very sensible, it's not easy."

Old Eunuch Hong said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Fan is good."

In the quiet little building behind the palace, His Majesty the Emperor of Qing Kingdom was wearing a yellow robe and holding his hands. He looked at the woman in yellow ink in the painting and said softly after a while: "Our son is indeed more like you, very proud. It's not that I don't want him to come back, but he doesn't want to come back... It's better that the surname is Fan, you and Yide used to be brother and sister back then, even if you follow your mother's surname."

A cold winter breeze penetrated the building, causing the painting to flutter slightly. The beautiful face of the woman in the yellow dress in the painting twisted slightly, and it looked like a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips, as if she was mocking what the emperor said. I am afraid that even he himself would not believe it.

On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Fan Xian sat in a carriage to the Jing Palace. This was the old rule between the Fan Mansion and the Jing Palace for many years. After the New Year, the two people gathered together for a lively day. Fan Xian left Danzhou for three years and had long been used to the strangely intimate relationship between his own family and the Jing Palace.

Although Hongcheng was confined to a year of miserable confinement, this was a good move made by Fan Xian. But Fan Xian also knew that this was actually a ruthless decision by Prince Jing to prevent his royal palace from being dragged into the battle for the throne. The two mansions did not affect their relationship because of the wars of their children and nephews.

The carriage was slightly tumbled, and Wan'er looked at Fan Xian in a daze. She didn't say anything for a while.

Fan Xian smiled: "If you have anything you want to ask, ask."

"I'm thinking, Kyoto must be talking about you today." Lin Wan'er said with a smile: "Everyone is calling you a fool."

Fan Xian smiled even happier, and suddenly became silent again. After a while, he looked at his wife's eyes and said seriously: "I can hide it from the world, but I won't hide it from you."

Lin Wan'er smiled slightly and looked at her husband's eyes.

Fan Xian said calmly: "Actually, the reason is very simple, there are only two. First, I always regard myself as Fan Xian. I was raised by my grandmother since I was a child. I will never accept any other surnames and return to the clan to worship my ancestors. I have always been willing, so I will do it."

Lin Wan'er leaned gently on his arms, feeling that his breath was gentle and pure.

"Second, whether it is Liangming's support for the third brother in Jiangnan, or killing all directions in Kyoto, and even today I am recognizing my ancestors and returning to my hometown, I am always showing my ambitions." Fan Xian lowered his head and glanced at Wan'er's round face. He said gently: "Indifferent to the ambitions. Quiet to the far-reaching. If you want to achieve the far-reaching, you must show your ambitions."

"What kind of ambition is Ming? Who will Mingzhi show him?"

Fan Xian was silent, thinking of the conversation with the emperor in the palace, Duke Danbo, Duke Danbo...

"I don't want to be the emperor." He said calmly: "Of course it's for His Majesty to show it."

Lin Wan'er looked at him worriedly. Although she didn't say anything, Fan Xian knew that the girl's family had already seen the future, and she might face a disaster, and even the Fan family might face.

"I understand the principle of going upstream, if you don't advance, you will retreat, if you lose your boat, you will die. "Fan Xian tilted his head slightly, "It seems that all situations force me to fight, but the emperor warned me that I had to stop fighting."

He smiled and said, "It's still more comfortable to go down the river. I don't have many people in the world who are afraid of, but I'm still a little scared of your uncle, that cheap man."

Lin Wan'er laughed, but she was still worried in her smile: "But what about the future?"

"Future?" Fan Xian said: "Your Majesty can live at least twenty years. I have used an unknown future danger to exchange for more than twenty years of peace, or more than twenty years of trust from Your Majesty. This deal is very cost-effective."

"And I can't be ambiguous. I must show my attitude and mind firmly. Even if I stand behind the third brother, it is not enough to convince many people."

Fan Xian rubbed his eyebrows and said tiredly: "You can have ambiguous relationships between men and women. If you do this between the king and the minister, it will be easy to die. I believe Your Majesty must like my decision."

He didn't say anything to his wife, that the so-called ambiguity must be two-sided, and the so-called decisions also work together. Today, he recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, and naturally he saw clearly... The emperor did not want him to take over the world.

This fact made Fan Xian relax a little, but after relaxing, there was a trace of deep hidden worries. The worries were not in the present, but in the past, as Chen Pingping confirmed that the night, Fan Xian finally confirmed that the emperor had illness and heart disease.

The carriage was parked at the gate of Prince Jing's mansion, and there were already many servants outside the mansion and brought the distinguished guests from Fan's mansion into the palace.

Fan Xian led Wan'er to follow her father and Liu and stepped in.

At first glance, the garden scenery in the mansion was still the same, but the white veil on the other side of the lake did not hang up. I think so, it is winter now, so how could it be hanged to block the light? I just turned my head to look at Wan'er who was extremely gentle beside me, and Fan Xian still remembered the light of his first love.

A complex voice of a somewhat old man's anger and joy sounded, pulling Fan Xian out of the rare short and beautiful time.

"You little dog day, I still know how to come to see me!"
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