Chapter 28: The play to winter

"You do something like murder with your mouth, but I do it with your hands." Fan Xian stood up, looked at him, and said, "Think carefully, if I kill you, will your Majesty ask me to pay your life?"

As soon as these words were spoken, He Zongwei was silent. After a moment, he took a deep breath and a slightly dark face gradually turned red with shame and annoyance.

Since entering the court, he has been going well, and has been trusted and favored by His Majesty, and respected by his subordinates and colleagues. However, even when facing the young master in front of him, he was ridiculed and could not accommodate him.

He is now a minister who is in the rank of the Secretariat. In the court and the country, who else dares to speak to him in this tone and dares to threaten him nakedly with life and death. But He Zongwei also knew that he had no choice when facing Fan Xian. Not to mention nonsense like the holy family, just talking about the blood relationship between the other party and His Majesty is something that his minister will never reach.

He Zongwei just didn't understand why Lord Xiao Fan was so hostile to him, and all the civil and military officials in the court couldn't understand it. If it was the fall of Prince Lin, it was controlled by the eldest princess. At that time, He Zongwei was just a small chess piece and had not yet entered the court. And he knew clearly afterwards that these were the will of His Majesty, how could he blame him for his head?

He couldn't help but wonder how did Lord Fan become hostile to him? Sometimes, when He Zongwei dreamed in the middle of the night, he felt cold and wet in the bed. He was so prosperous in the court, but he knew that Fan Xian had been looking at him coldly behind his back, and it felt really uncomfortable to be watched by such a cold powerful minister.

If He Zongwei knew that Fan Xian hated him, he shouldn't have any thoughts about Miss Fan's family. But he always thought that His Majesty's will was better than everything, and he also wanted to use this marriage to express his feelings to Fan Xian. At the same time, he could relax his relationship with each other. If he really became the brother-in-law of Lord Fan, then he shouldn't have to worry about the cold eyes behind him all the time, right?

But the most important reason why He Zongwei bravely chased this marriage was because he had always been eager for Fan Ruoruo. This idea has been going on for five or six years ago and has not been weaker.

So over the years he has been single and unmarried, just like the prince Hongcheng. In fact, the reasons why the two men did not marry are exactly the same.

However, he did not understand Fan Xian after all, and did not know the reason why Fan Xian hated him was because he saw this person's fanatical look at Ruoru at Yishiju.

It’s really a sin that has been sinned for no reason. It’s so pitiful. The little desire deep in his heart was finally hit by Fan Xian’s very direct words today.

Fan Xian said, "Don't come to the clinic again."

He Zongwei's heart jumped up, trying to make him give up Miss Fan. This is really a difficult thing. Although this person is average, his character is deep in love and he is a little crazy.

"I understand the meaning of my uncle." He Zongwei stood up, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "I will enter the palace tomorrow. I will report to Your Majesty and push this marriage."

Fan Xian looked at him and shook his head, saying, "The palace's order to marry has not been issued, so why do you need to push it? Don't think about hiding your little thoughts from me. Go and cry before His Majesty. He said in a grievance that he was not worthy of Miss Fan's family, and he would not say anything bad to me, but when His Majesty saw your appearance, he knew that I was bullying you again."

"Whoever I, Fan Xian, bullies me, will be popular. This is the current situation." He looked at He Zongwei and laughed at himself and said, "I want to use this matter to make Your Majesty pity your loyalty more?"

He Zongwei finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and looked at Fan Xian coldly. He said, "What do you want me to do? This is not OK, that is not OK. Do you have to force a minister to death before you are willing to do it?"

"This is what you say." Fan Xian looked at him sarcastically, "On the eve of the Great Master Hu, Grand Secretary Hu, came to the mansion to talk to you. Last night, Zeng Wenxiang, the former Grand Secretary of Jixian Pavilion, was your private teacher, and he brought Grand Secretary Pan Ling, to promote you. Lord He is now in a prosperous glory, and three Grand Masters came to protect the media. I only have a department in the Supervisory Office, how dare you force me?"

Hearing this mean and mean words, He Zongwei couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Dare you asking me, what did I do wrong and offend you?"

Fan Xian laughed slightly and said, "I don't like you, this is your fault."

"Mr. Little Fan, Zong Wei is the local minister of Your Majesty." He Zong Wei laughed furiously and said coldly: "Even if you are in power in the court, you are just your Majesty's minister. You threaten the imperial court to order officials on the street and do not take Your Majesty seriously, aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will come down with one order and take all your power? You must know that you should be cautious and not be arrogant."

Fan Xian was not angry, but stood quietly opposite him and whispered: "Everyone understands this principle. Three years ago, the second prince once said exactly the same thing as you in the tea shop in Baoyuelou. But don't forget that now he is lying in the grave, and I am outside."

After saying this, Fan Xian left the restaurant and was supposed to speak to He Zongwei and the attitude he should express to him. As for whether the other party is willing to accept it, that is the other party's problem.

When he returned to Fan's mansion, he saw Ruoruo whispering something softly, with a very unnatural expression. Li Hongcheng, who snatched her back to the mansion, left for some reason and was not in the mansion.

Seeing Fan Xian come back, Lin Wan'er winked at him and shook her head helplessly. She was probably helpless about her sister-in-law's marriage, which made the city turmoil. Ye Ling'er just glanced at Fan Xian, but she didn't rush forward as Fan Xian expected and questioned him, the brother, why can't even do such a small thing?

It seems that love is indeed gentle... Fan Xian didn't ask where Wang Shisanlang was, and couldn't help but smile, waved to his sister, and the brother and sister entered the study room No. 2.

"Are Hongcheng afraid that I will beat him, so he ran away first?" Fan Xian and his sister sat opposite each other and asked softly.

Fan Ruoruo's face was slightly blushing. After all, riding with a young man on the street was indeed a very shameful thing. After calming for a moment, she whispered: "If there is something wrong with the royal family, he will leave first."

Fan Xian nodded in his heart. He was originally worried about his sister's angry Hongcheng's behavior, but it seemed that it was okay. In this way, Li Hongcheng's military tricks might not be a bad thing.

Fan Ruoru suddenly woke up and looked at Fan Xian in a daze, saying, "Brother was there just now?"

Fan Xian suffocated and said with a smile: "This matter spreads quickly. Everyone in Kyoto knows that the prince is back to Beijing and is competing with Lord He for his wife. Of course I know."

"Hongcheng is also doing his best." Fan Ruoruo said with a slight look angry, "There are so many patients waiting for diagnosis and treatment in the clinic."

"I'll talk about those things later. It's impossible for the patients in the world to stop being discontinued. You can't treat them all day long." Fan Xian looked at his sister and asked seriously: "I know He Zongwei often goes to the clinic these days. I want to ask you something, what is your attitude towards Your Majesty's marriage?"

Fan Ruoruo said calmly without thinking: "My sister doesn't want to marry yet."

These days, He Zongwei has been going to the clinic to sit in a meditation instead of demonstrating and meditation. He is gentle and elegant enough, and sincere enough. Fan Ruoru is not a woman living in a vacuum. Of course, he also knows that he has been in a related gossip recently, and he knows that his brother is upset about this matter, so he will naturally explain it to He Zongwei. However, He Zongwei is still unyielding, showing his spirit of not being afraid of burns, and wears a sincere mask. Fan Ruoruo is not good at learning to carry a broom to drive people away like Sizhe.

"Okay, if you don't want to marry, don't marry." Fan Xian's face was calm and not pretending, "You know that my brother seems gentle and actually a bit domineering. I don't like He Zongwei. Even if you promise to marry her, I will break up the couple."

Fan Ruoru couldn't help glaring at him and muttered in a low voice, saying that when he was a child, he said that he was free from love, but now he only knows how to be domineering.

But she didn't know that when the two told ghost stories when they were young, Fan Xian, who was a teenager older than her, had naturally felt like he was taking care of his daughter.

My daughter wants to get married. How can anyone who is a father believe in the nonsense of freedom of love? Qingguo does not have it, that world does not have it. The entire universe does not have it.

After a while, Fan Ruoru became silent, clutching the corners of her clothes with both hands and rubbing them hard. Her nervous and complicated emotions made her no different from the woman next to this world. After a long time, she suddenly sighed and looked at Fan Xian Youyou and said, "Brother, am I very willful?"

If it is placed in other powerful mansions, or even in any place in the world, Fan Ruoruo's choices for her life, marriage and love will appear particularly different. She first refused the marriage request from Prince Jing's mansion, fled from Kyoto, studied under Kuhe for several years, and now she has rejected the second time that the Emperor's Majesty has ordered.

Resisting marriage to the emperor will certainly bring a lot of dangers and inconvenience to your family in the feudal imperial society. For the sake of your own life, you will be instable. I am afraid that everyone will think that this practice is an extremely willful and irresponsible action.

But Fan Xian is everyone in this world, he is the only one in this world, the only one in this world, the only one in this world, and the man in sexual politics, so he never thinks that his sister's decision has any criticism.

The woman named Ye may have seen it many years ago, but she has left after all, so now Fan Xian is the only one who stands tough in the world, in a way that supports her sister's willfulness, to savor or recall the beautiful world that does not require the elders to name their marriage, and that beautiful world that is more equal at least in some aspects.

"Are you stupid?" Fan Xian's face turned cold and he said sternly: "I have taught you since I was a child that my own happiness is greater than the sky. Except for things that I sincerely want, nothing is worthy of our sacrifice or concessions. The way of loyalty and filial piety is to be discussed, but it is not worth mentioning in the face of your and my own happiness."

"But this is not a very selfish approach?" Fan Ruoruo was not scared away by his brother's cold face, and said seriously with his face raised: "Because of my affairs, the mansion is in turmoil, and the whole Kyoto is in full swing..."

Before she finished speaking, Fan Xian waved his hand and said with a frown, "You are the girl I have raised. Although you are not as good as Sisi's big girls in my side for a long time. But you know that I have high hopes for you... I just hope you can become a different person from the average woman in this world."

"What is willfulness?" Fan Xian squinted his eyes and said, "My father and grandma are now in Danzhou. I am the only one in Beijing who is the one who is the master of you. What are you afraid of if you are willful? As for selfishness, I am an extremely selfish person, especially in terms of family and relatives, you should be very clear about this."

Fan Ruoru lowered his head and speechless, but his eyes gradually became wet. Only in the matter did she know how long she had been fucking about her marriage since her brother entered Beijing. In order to refuse the proposal of Prince Jing's Mansion, he even reached an agreement with the people of Northern Qi, and wanted to change himself to Kuhe as his disciple.

It seems simple, but in fact Fan Xian paid too much effort and price for it. Whenever he thinks about this, Fan Ruoruo always feels that his willfulness makes his brother worry too much. The more guilt she feels in her heart, the more she can feel her brother’s feelings for him. The girl’s family feels mixed in all kinds of tastes, which is not something that can be clearly expressed in words.

A few days later, Fan Xian seemed to have forgotten the matter of pointing out marriage in the palace, but he was in the Supervisory Office to arrange matters in Dongyi City with Yan Bingyun. The Xihu affairs had laid a good foundation. Even though Shanyu Subida and Haitang Duoduo, who was named Songzhi Xianling, were able to do so, the spies from Dingzhou and Qingzhou were completely beaten by the Supervisory Office. In addition, the grass was caused by Zuo Xian's sudden death and fell into an unstable state again. The western frontier of Qingguo was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, all the affairs of the Supervisory Office are actually handled by Yan Bingyun. Whenever he thinks about this, Fan Xian can't help but feel lucky for his decision to go to Beijing to save Mr. Xiao Yan. His ability lies in assault, killing and judgment on the general trend. Bingyun is the only candidate to plan and implement the plan.

Without Yan Bingyun's help, Fan Xian would not be able to control such a huge supervisory agency system.

Things have proved this long ago. After Fan Xian entered Beijing, several major operations by the Supervision Bureau were actually written by Mr. Xiao Yan, who was dressed in white and clearly separated from the black official uniform of the Supervision Bureau. The only plan that Fan Xian decided on his own was the Jiaozhou Navy Qing Army. This operation was criticized by Chen Pingping for his body and his face was full of blood.

So after Fan Xian told Yan Bingyun about His Majesty’s intentions, he no longer worried about Dongyi City, but just took Wang Shisanlang to the palace quietly.

Although Fan Xian and the emperor are still in a cold war because of Ruoru's marriage. However, the father and son will not choose to be angry. Since the emperor has secretly learned that Wang Shisanlang's land exists, Fan Xian will not make big mistakes in these small things.

Regarding marriage. Although the task of fighting with His Majesty has been handed over to Prince Jing’s Mansion, Fan Xian still watched from the side with concern.

Fan Ruoruo still goes to the clinic to take care of the patients every day, but the prince Hongcheng has a cold face and stands outside the clinic. The prince may be extremely angry at the news of the marriage in the palace. His face is extremely gloomy. The patients who come and go to the clinic can't help but feel the chill on the noble man.

Li Hongcheng is now the number one figure in the Dingzhou military. He has rarely returned to Beijing to report his work in three years, but he willingly stood outside a clinic and worked as a bodyguard. The dignified general came to be a door god. All parties in Kyoto felt a hint of chill. Even Grand Secretary Hu no longer said more nonsense to Fan Xian.

He Zongwei did not give up his thoughts because of Fan Xian's intimidation, but he went to the clinic several times, but was driven out coldly by Li Hongcheng. The small clinic became a battleground for ministers and generals. However, He Zongwei was a civil servant after all, so how could he be able to compete with Hongcheng as a warrior?

There is a clinic...it has become a scenic spot in Kyoto.

When Fan Xian heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Master Lu was right, his words were always less powerful than his fists, and his smile made him sad for He Zongwei. He was a minister of the Secretariat, but he met two unreasonable but unspeakable descendants of the royal family, who were like himself and Hongcheng, who were only defeated.

In fact, in these days, He Zongwei once entered the palace and probably expressed his intention of refusing to point out marriage. This was not beyond Fan Xian's expectations. With He Zongwei's stern thoughts, of course he would not miss such an opportunity to attack Fan Xian. Even though Fan Xian had reminded him, he still did not give up.

As expected, when His Majesty the Emperor saw He Zongwei's sad appearance, he guessed that Fan Xian secretly intimidated his trusted ministers. Long Yan was furious and urgently summoned Fan Xian into the palace and scolded him in the imperial study room.

Fan Xian just listened without expression and resisted with silence as always. It was a trivial matter to point out marriage, but His Majesty intends to use this matter to completely crush his defense and make him a foolish and loyal minister who only knows and timidly, which is an arrangement that he absolutely cannot accept.

He was not afraid of His Majesty's displeasure, because today is different from the past. The Supervisory Office and the Inner Treasury in Fan Xian's hands have provided the most important order and financial support for the healthy development and maintenance of the Qing Dynasty court. Even the emperor knew this well and knew that he was increasingly inseparable from this proud illegitimate son.

But for Emperor Qing, the more he admired Fan Xian, the more he hoped that Fan Xian could reveal all his thoughts to him and obey all his arrangements. Because he always felt that An Zhi was sometimes a little twisted and his temperament was a little too distant, and even felt like he wanted to jump out of his palm to control it.

This feeling is not very comfortable for a powerful king, so he wants Fan Xian to give in.

As the winter months began, Fan Xian still did not give in. He still carried Prince Jing's mansion to fight with the palace. After a stir, the marriage between He Fan's family gradually subsided because there was no follow-up order in the palace, and the prince's door god was still coldly watching all the doctors and patients coming in at the clinic. Those poor poor patients, if there were any surnames He, would take a pseudonym and go to the clinic for consultation.

The only person in the world who is not afraid of His Majesty the Emperor is probably Prince Jing. After all, he fought many times with his brother when he was a child. Even if he didn't win a few games, his fist had at least tasted the taste of dragon meat. Once he got close, he would lose his respect and fear. What's more, he would be tough without desire. King Jing was always in trouble with flowers, grass and soil in his life, and never interfered in the affairs of the court. His Majesty always felt a little guilty towards this only younger brother, so apart from frowning, he could not take more punishment methods.

Li Hongcheng led the army in Dingzhou for three years, led by the army and killed the enemy in blood. Even if he had no credit, he would have worked hard. He was clearly in a position to compete with He Zongwei for his wife. What can the Emperor do? It was just because the emperor said that it was as good as he could, and he could not stand his face, so he insisted on his opinion.

The first snowfall in Kyoto fell. Fan Xian sniffed the white mist, stood beside the carriage, and said to Wang Shisanlang beside him: "I have already said everything I should say. Daqing, the city lord's mansion, can put some pressure on me, but I have no choice but to have any differences within your Jianlu. I guess you are unwilling to let me interfere."

Today, Wang Shisanlang is about to leave Qingguo and return to the sword hut of Dongyi City to accompany his mentor on the last journey of his life. Fan Xian came to see him off. The two of them were isolated in the snow, and they were talking in a mess. Of course, most of the words were spoken by Fan Xian.

"I'm waiting for you in Jianlu." Wang Shisanlang carried the package, held the green banner tightly in his hand, looked at Fan Xian and smiled gently, "Come earlier."

Fan Xian also laughed. After Wang Shisanlang entered the palace, His Majesty finally nodded and handed over the full power to himself. The initiative was finally confirmed to be held in his hands. He was in a really good mood.

"Thank you." Fan Xian paused slightly and continued, "I hope I don't have to thank you in the future."
Chapter completed!