Chapter 175 The Emperor's Thought

"Why are you free to come to the palace to see me today?"

The emperor raised his head and looked at Fan Xian with a smile. His eyes were gentle and there was a hint of teasing. It seemed that a month later, His Majesty's mood had calmed down a lot.

Fan Xian felt a little fear in his heart for no reason, and he smiled bitterly and said nothing. Although the holiday this month was given by His Majesty, it was indeed a bit unreasonable to not enter the palace for a whole month and not face the saint. It was obvious that the emperor's unhappiness was heard, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

The reason why he didn't enter the palace was because of the coldness and fear in his heart. Yes, since he learned that His Majesty the Emperor was the Grand Master, Fan Xian, who has always been brave, finally understood what fear felt, especially His Majesty's silence and tolerance these days made him more cautious. If possible, he would rather never enter the palace again and never see the emperor's face again.

The gentler and more fearful he was, he swallowed a mouthful, moistened his dry throat, and whispered the truth about what he wanted to enter the palace today. However, he did not mention the name of Prince Li Chengqian, but just discussed the matter and persuaded His Majesty the Emperor to be able to be kind to the law when dealing with the plot to rebel.

The winner is always tolerant. His Majesty, who has died a lot of family members, is becoming more and more polite. Fan Xian thought so in his heart, and he is as confident and powerful as His Majesty. He should not worry about the problem of the spring breeze blowing again.

However, to his surprise, His Majesty the Emperor's face gradually became gloomy. He didn't expect that Fan Xian would rarely enter the palace once, and what he wanted was this matter. A strong chill flashed in his eyes. Fan Xian secretly looked at the emperor's eyes and thought to himself that it was going to be bad.

But even if it was bad, he still insisted on his opinion. It was not just what Li Chengqian had asked before his death, but also his own courage. If it weren't for such a thing that allowed him to find a little courage, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to enter the palace again, so he had to persevere.

It is precisely because of this persistence that the imperial study room today seems very lively and terrifying. Eunuch Yao and the young eunuchs on duty who were guarding the imperial study room were frightened by the angry curse in the room, and they didn't know what Lord Xiao Fan had done, which made His Majesty the Emperor so angry.

Everyone listened nervously and fearfully outside the study room. It was the sound of the teacup falling to the ground and smashing to pieces, and then the sound of Lord Xiao Fan's kowtow, the scolding of His Majesty, and the dispute between the two.

Eunuch Yao's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with huge waves. He thought to himself that Lord Xiao Fan was indeed brave and dared to beat His Majesty in person. He couldn't help but worry about what would happen soon. He stared at the door carefully, wondering if he should quickly notify the two Grand Secretary of the Secretariat of the Secretariat. Now there are so many dead in the palace in the world. Among the living people, there are only those who are qualified to mediate the dispute between His Majesty and Duke Dan Bo.

Not long after, the two doors in the Yushu room were pushed open with a creaking sound. Fan Xian walked out quickly, with anger on his face. He didn't even look at the eunuch who was bowing his head outside, and he left the palace with his sleeves. He just left the palace and got on the carriage. The anger on his face suddenly disappeared, and there was a calmness between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was a slight worry.

It is natural that His Majesty the Emperor rebuked Fan Xian. Any emperor, even those who are known as the most polite, did not have any sympathy for the enemies who dared to seize the world's most powerful power. Fan Xian should have thought clearly about this, but he just didn't understand why he still fought for such a battle.

After returning to the mansion for a few days, there was no news in the palace, and no order to scold him. Fan Xian became more and more uneasy. He thought to himself that the emperor probably guessed his intention, so he also played a trick of evil. But he had no choice but to use the identity of the Supervisory Office to write a few secret memorials and handed them to the palace one after another, trying to anger the emperor again. Unexpectedly, these secret memorials were like meat buns and big dogs, and clay bodhisattvas entering the river, without any echoes.

A few days later, the palace finally settled on how to deal with rebellion. Fan Xian was holding the edict in the mansion, shocked and surprised. He never expected that after a dispute with His Majesty in the imperial study room, His Majesty actually listened to him, raised the butcher knife high, but fell gently.

More than a thousand people were sentenced to beheading by arrested rebel officials and some unreleased figures, while the women and children involved in the matter were basically given a lighter retribution.

Even if the rebels surrendered in the end, His Majesty the Emperor just picked up generals and officials above a certain level to kill them. The ordinary soldiers were dispersed and sent to various borders, fighting for the country as death row prisoners, and making a meritorious service.

In the end, the calculation was concluded that about 2,000 people died because of the rebellion, but this was far beyond Fan Xian's best judgment, especially those criminals who were obsessed with Qinglu, who were most of them demoted to one level, which made him feel very happy.

In addition to his great affair, he became even more confused. Why did Your Majesty do this? If it really was because of his advice, why would he have such a big temper in the imperial study that day?

In fact, the conflict between His Majesty the Emperor and Lord Xiao Fan in the imperial study room has already shocked the entire Kyoto. After all, there are too many people in the palace, and it is impossible to hide this matter from everyone. Therefore, before His Majesty issued the imperial edict, most officials knew the inside story of this matter.

Although the officials have their own camps and know that if the prince comes to power, they may not be able to escape death. But after all, everyone has been in the same dynasty for many years, and there is always a sad feeling that something hurts his kind, especially those innocent family members who are implicated in this matter. So when they see Your Majesty's extremely kind edict, they all sigh.

Especially the two forums, the two forums, the Secretary of the School of the Sect, praised Your Majesty's will, and praised the saint deep in his heart. The magnanimous and kind king is the foundation for achieving the world for all generations. Zhuang Mo and Han's disciples deeply agree with it.

Why is His Majesty the Emperor so kind? Of course, it is the role played by Lord Xiao Fan. Lord Xiao Fan bravely advised him in front of the imperial study despite his personal honor, disgrace and power. Although he did not gamble with his wealth and life, he also took considerable risks.

When the Kyoto government and the people of the country thought about this, they couldn't help but look up to Fan Xian for a few more times, thinking that this adult was indeed the successor of Zhuangmao, and his actions were quite ancient. And those who escaped by chance were even more grateful to Fan Xian. For a moment, Fan Xian's reputation became famous again in Kyoto City.

He was originally an idol in the hearts of scholars all over the world, but due to his identity as the Supervisory Office and his vigilance against Prince Lin in the palace, he gradually distanced himself from Qingliu. However, his reputation among the people is still quite good. After being exaggerated by this major event, the officials also admire him very much.

After all, not everyone dares to do anything to be with His Majesty the Emperor, especially the rebellion, and even the Grand Secretary Shu Wu remained silent.

Fan Xian didn't expect that this incident would bring him so many benefits. He originally wanted to give Li Chengqian a little bit and anger the emperor by the way to see if he could give way to his throne. He was kind and let himself go.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor had already seen his thoughts, and had played with such a trick, which made Fan Xian raise again. Even if he wanted to resign, it would be impossible.

Fan Xian looked at his daughter calmly in the mansion, thinking that he had half a day with His Majesty. He was still much lazy. But he still couldn't understand why His Majesty gave him such a great glory. After thinking about it, he was a little annoyed. He slapped the table and stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Even His Majesty, I dare to enter the palace to see him. Are you still afraid of seeing him?"

Fan Xiaohua'er's eyes were closed tightly, but she was not scared by the loud noise. However, Wan'er and Sisi next to her were startled. They didn't know what he was so angry that they quickly took the child over.

After the Kyoto rebellion, Fan Xian of the Supervision Bureau returned to the Supervision Bureau for the first time. All the subordinates bowed respectfully and looked very serious. Through countless things in recent years, the Supervision Bureau has fully accepted this future president and was deeply impressed by his means.

Fan Xian sat in the dark room. He wiped his hands with a wet towel, pulled the black cloth and looked at the palace not far away. He shook his head. Chen Pingping was not here, but he could not go to Chenyuan immediately. He called several leaders from the Badada, asked about the recent situation, and then kept Yan Bingyun.

Hearing his question, Yan Bingyun shook his head and said, "There is no news yet. As for Hong Changqing's people, a few of them came back one after another, but he himself disappeared. The seven tiger guards that Gundam brought with him should have been killed by Sigujian on Dadong Mountain."

Fan Xian frowned and felt extremely uncomfortable. According to the theory, the old man Wang Qinian was so sly, how could he die quietly on Dadong Mountain? Even if the Grand Master fights terrifyingly, he has to leave a body. The Supervision Bureau knew that Wang Qinian was his first confidant and should not miss it. As for Hong Changqing and Gundam, he was even less sure, thinking that he had probably gone.

As soon as he thought of this, his mood suddenly became gloomy and stopped staying in the Supervisory Court. He went out to get on the carriage and left Kyoto directly and rushed to Chenyuan.

Between the green meadows outside Chenyuan, the mechanism that was always full of murderous intent was no longer there. Fan Xian sat in the carriage and thought that it must be the Qin family who sent the Kyoto garrison to clean up and swept it away. When the carriage stopped outside Chenyuan, Fan Xian walked off the carriage and looked at the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

This is not the most gorgeous Chenyuan that year, and the only one in the world, all of which were broken walls, broken ponds, broken mountains, weeping willows, and the traces of fire-filled smoke and tobacco are very miserable.

The fire burned Chenyuan, leaving behind a mess, but there was not much desolation at this time, because several temporary houses with brick and wood structures had been built behind, and on the original site, there were already thousands of civilian craftsmen busy, which looked like a busy construction site.

Fan Xianshen walked through this construction site with one foot and one foot. Finally, he came to the back of the original site of Chenyuan and found Chen Pingping, who was serving more than a dozen beautiful servants to listen to the opera. This old dog was wearing a big landlord today. He sat on a short couch, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, and his feet were covered with blankets. Although it was noisy outside and the temporary residence was far from comfortable, he looked very happy.

The sound of stone cutting and brick laying outside was extremely loud, and all the sounds of the opera singing were suppressed. Fan Xian walked in and frowned and said, "How can you hear this clearly? You are not without a house in Beijing, so why do you have to stay here? It will take at least three months to repair Chen Garden. Are you going to spend three months here?"

Seeing him walking in, Chen Pingping laughed, her smile wrinkles blooming like chrysanthemums, and each petal was filled with a strange smell.

Fan Xian was a little furrowed by the smile, and he didn't say anything. He sat next to him, picked up the teacup and took a sip. The sweet servants who were originally sticking to Chen Pingping knew that the young master must have something to say today, and he didn't look at Fan Xian with affection as he used to. He calmly retreated.

When I asked outside, there was an explanation from the official from the Supervision Bureau. Even the sound of the garden was restored, and the entire ruins in front and behind the Chen Garden were all in silence.

Chen Pingping looked at him, Fan Xian was stunned, leaned over, and fed him a sip with the cup in his hand. Chen Pingping moistened her throat before she spoke, "It's not easy to live in Kyoto, so it's better to live in this broken garden."

It is not easy to live in Kyoto. This is the answer to Fan Xian’s previous deliberate and natural words, but there seems to be some other meaning hidden inside. Fan Xian suddenly became a little unnatural, knowing that the old lame man knew that he was here today. He had something to ask the other party.

Without waiting for Fan Xian to speak, Chen Pingping spoke to herself, "You know that there are countless beauties in my garden."

Fan Xian nodded.

Chen Pingping coughed twice and continued, "I will take them in. They don't have to serve other stinky men. It should be considered a blessing, but I think I feel a little unhappy when I follow a lonely old man like me every day, but I don't dare to show it when I am in front of me."

Fan Xian thought to himself, of course this is the reason. You are the most cruel in the world except His Majesty. These teenage loli and twenties mature women, no matter how hormones are controlled by hormones, they dare not complain.

"There was a palace maid in the previous dynasty for too long, and the emperor was hanged to death." Chen Pingping touched her neck and said, "I don't want such a way to die, so I have to find a way to make the girls in the garden feel more comfortable."

Fan Xian's heart moved and he vaguely guessed what the old guy wanted to say.

"I'm very relaxed to them. Even whenever you come, they stare at you like cucumbers. I won't punish them." Chen Pingping yawned and said, "And the reason they're so devoted to death is that if they don't want to stay one day, I'll drive her out of the garden."

"Loseness is the best way to maintain a garden." Chen Pingping looked at Fan Xian and said, "It is also the best way to maintain a family's safety, so Your Majesty... has only been so gentle recently."

Fan Xian understood, probably Chen Pingping used this method to persuade His Majesty the Emperor.

"But I can let them go out of the garden at will, because there are too many beauties in the world with unfortunate lives." Chen Pingping looked at Fan Xian and shook her head, "But Your Majesty will not let you go out, because there are only a few sons in his place, and... two of them died just now."

The old lame man stretched out his two fingers and looked at Fan Xian with a slight sarcasm: "Do you think that if you stand for the prince and stand for those rioters can really anger Your Majesty, and you can really let Your Majesty drive you away?"

"Don't think too beautifully. Who can you hide such clumsy methods? Your Majesty scolds you in the imperial study, not because you plead for those criminals, but because you... you want to run away at this time."

Fan Xian sighed, thinking that he was afraid of looking at His Majesty the Emperor, how could he continue to stay in Kyoto? Thinking of that incident, he lowered his voice and asked in distress: "Even if His Majesty saw through my little thoughts, why did he play that later? After so many orders of grace, aren't all these counting on me?"

"Gratefulness and reputation are shackles. Your Majesty is reluctant to let you go." Chen Pingping coughed twice again, suddenly laughed, and looked at Fan Xian's bitter melon-like face with great interest, "Have you ever thought... Your Majesty wants to make your reputation even if you damage yourself, what is the purpose of?"

Fan Xian felt cold in his heart. He thought of a possibility that he had never thought of before. His whole body became stiff and sat on the edge of the collapse and shivered.

Seeing that he finally figured it out, Chen Pingping sighed, looked through the glass window of the temporary residence, looked at the construction site outside, and said slowly: "It was only after so many people died that he finally figured it out, it was not in vain that I had spent so many years of energy."

Fan Xian's lips shook slightly, and he stood up suddenly. He looked at Chen Pingping and said, "What should I do if the third brother?"

"The third brother... He is still young after all." Chen Pingping lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Your Majesty will not establish a prince. But if something happens, he will leave too early. Choosing you to succeed the throne is of course the best choice right now."

"My surname is Fan... I have sacrificed my ancestors to the Fan family!" Fan Xian's voice became louder and louder in anger.

Chen Pingping glanced at the outside world, frowned and said, "What's the point of doing so loudly? Not everything in the world can be rational by relying on loud sounds. Whoever has a big fist will be rational... Your Majesty's fist has the biggest one. As for your surname Li or Fan in the future, it's not just his word."

Fan Xian sat down dejectedly, not expecting that the emperor's recent gentleness and kindness were such a big deal behind him.

"In His Majesty's current state, this may take many years to happen. Maybe the third brother will grow up and His Majesty likes him more than you. This will pass by the wind. Anyway, no one except His Majesty. I and you know." Chen Pingping didn't know what she thought of, her expression was a little dim. After looking at Fan Xian for a while, she said: "You haven't entered the palace for a month, and you seem to have some opinions about His Majesty... Why should you hide?"

Why do you want to hide from the emperor? It was because of the fear in your heart. Fan Xian Youyou said, "...I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Chen Pingping looked at him and said slowly: "It has been four years. You have confirmed your loyalty to His Majesty and gained a very rare trust. This is for the price of your almost death several times. You should enjoy this trust with confidence."

Fan Xian was silent. After entering the capital from Danzhou, he did almost die several times. Whether it was a temple or a valley, or this time in Dadongshan, no matter from any aspect, His Majesty the Emperor had no suspicion about him. Just as His Majesty trusted Chen Pingping so much, it was because Chen Pingping had spared no life and saved His Majesty's life several times.

What kind of trust is the most solid? Naturally, he is willing to sacrifice for His Majesty.

"No matter what happens, just about Your Majesty's attitude towards you can be said...is not bad. Think about it carefully in the past few years, Your Majesty has had a lot of favor to you, and you should be grateful."

What’s next? Fan Xian didn’t think deeply about these four words, but he thought about the inner treasury and the supervisory office. He thought about the many powers and trusts in his hands, and compared them with the crown prince and the second prince. Fan Xian knew very well that the emperor was definitely not just as simple as making up for the regrets that had not been seen for sixteen years. Since ancient times, the imperial family was ruthless, not to mention that he was just an illegitimate son. The emperor had enough ways to understand what happened many years ago, but he chose the best way for Fan Xian.

"So I don't understand what you are afraid of, why you are unwilling to enter the palace, and why you have to try your best to escape." Chen Pingping looked at him and said.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly. No matter how much His Majesty trusts him and how much he spoils him, he is a king after all. Not to mention the incident of the Chun for decades, he only said that his cold-blooded attitude towards members of the royal family and his extremely powerful means made him feel extremely scared. Once His Majesty knew that he had hidden many things from him or even betrayed him, he would definitely be very tough to break away from the father-son relationship, the righteousness of the king and the subject, and use thunder means to compete with each other.

Since he learned that His Majesty was a great master, Fan Xian began to worry about something - he had sneaked into the palace and stole the keys in Hanguang Hall... If His Majesty had noticed this at that time and had endured it to this day, what was he thinking? It doesn't matter if he smuggled with Northern Qi, and it doesn't matter if he took Wang Shisanlang, because the confident emperor didn't care about these things at all, nor would he suspect Fan Xian's treason, but he would not allow anyone to hold the box in his hand, because that box could threaten him!

Fan Xian was very sure of this, but he was not sure whether the emperor knew that the box was in his hands... A letter was missing under the bed of Hanguang Palace. Could it be that the emperor took it away? So he was frightened as soon as he entered the palace. He didn't know where a large number of masters would appear to kill him. He was worried that the emperor would take action and used the realm of a master to slap himself into meat paste.
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