MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 114 Yes, kneel down

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Deeply took a breath, not until late autumn, the dark furnace in the deep palace, the dark furnace has begun to exude warm, the air is slightly dry, straight into the lungs from the nose and mouth, there is some faint pain. Fan Xian looked at the face of the emperor's majesty in front of him, and suddenly thought of many things, many people.

The rainstorm in Qingguo began decades ago, and it gradually fell into the dust, still in the eyes of the storm, probably only the father and son.

Fan’s attitude towards the emperor is actually very elusive, and even he himself cannot clearly explain it. From Luzhou to Kyoto, the temple was rubbed shoulders, and the bamboo tea shop next to Taiping’s courtyard was first, and the marriage was given to the supervision institute. I knew the portrait in the palace. In fact, Fan Xian is more than anyone guessing. Earlier, I guessed my true life experience.

Whether it is Fan Shen of previous life, or the leisure of the present world, in fact, there are no fathers and no mothers. If they fall in Qingguo, they will have a mother named Ye Xiaomei, and later found that there is still a father. It’s just the inheritance of this bloodline. Let Fan Xian really regard this emperor as the father. In fact, it was something he could not do at the time.

At that time, the festival was always acting, and it was very beautiful, because no one knew that there was a completely different soul inside him, so he could marry anyone, even the emperor in front of him.

As time went on slowly, Fan Xian gradually began to doubt the **** case in Taiping’s courtyard. Naturally, the emperor Laozi on the dragon chair had a little more vigilance and even fear, so he played more calmly. Be cautious.

But after all, for so many years, if Ye Xiaomei is in the leisure, it is the soul that has been hidden in history, a presence with natural closeness, and a reminder of the atmosphere of every thing in the body, and gradually Really integrated with the mother's image. Then the emperor kneels. It is with so many years of getting along, grace, trust, means, realm, step by step closer to the life of Fan Xian, let him start to pick up.

Have to admit. For the emperor, the emperor bet on the trust and tolerance he had shown in his life. In the beginning of the battle, perhaps the emperor was only watching his illegitimate child gradually stronger, and he was still using him to a greater extent. However, gradually, the emperor changed his attitude towards vanity, especially in the seven years of the Qing Dynasty. After the Kyoto rebellion, Fan Xian was able to have the status and strength of the people in the Qing Dynasty. I have to say that the emperor's favor for him has gone far beyond the time of the Prince or the Second Emperor.

The pair of monarchs and fathers often argued in the palace, and they narrated in the royal study room. Fan Fan was covered up, so he was still doing the play, but in addition to acting, he could clearly feel what the emperor was about himself. attitude.

Therefore, in the past three years, after knowing the truth of the Taiping House in the past three years, Fan Xian has been suffering hard. Although he has been preparing for certain aspects, there has been no way to really settle down. On the one hand, he knows that his majesty is like a big snowy mountain in a dream. It is impossible to be easily overturned. Secondly, he asks himself every night and night. What kind of light will he reveal? How do you choose?

He wants to choose a third road that doesn't bleed, so he has been working hard for the king to drive for the Daqing court. Busy, completely contrary to his own nature, he only hopes for anything, can have a relatively smooth and bright end.

He wants Chen Pingping and his father to be safe and old.

As a result, it all became a phantom.

Fan Xian is very disappointed. Even some despair. Some are so sad and some are tired. He didn't want to play.

After reading the files on the case very carefully, Fan Xian coughed twice and tried to come to the previous deep breath, forcibly suppressing the restraint of the heart, and he had already rehabilitated his lungs. There was a pain in somewhere.

His Majesty the Emperor looked at him silently and coughed twice. The strange father and son had their own recognition of each other's strength. There was also such a complex emotion, that is, even the injury, it was also a place to come. Tell them two people, in fact, the two of them are really two people.

According to Chen Pingping's assumptions, perhaps Fan Xian should show an unbelievable look at this time, trembling, angry and stunned, then yelling at the emperor, I don't believe, I don't believe this is done by the old dean. Why is he doing this? Then the Emperor’s Majesty will explain it to him gently and ruthlessly. Chen Pingping’s last decades of life was for what kind of purpose, and his hatred of the Li’s royal family. This old black dog used to be with you. Well, in fact, it is just a fake. He wants to destroy the country in turmoil and destroy it in the scourge caused by your father and son.

Then Fan Fanhui’s performance is still unbelievable, and even angered the emperor. All of this is your forgery. Chen Pingping is not like that person. Then he leaves the royal study room and returns to the house. He ponders many days and truly understands the emperor’s Painful, Chen Pingping is sinister, so wait, hey, and so on...

This is the formal court drama. This is the big turning point that the dramatists need. The emotional conflict is ultimately due to the facts of iron, and they succumb to the mutual trust between the emperor and the minister. The father and son will release their suspicions. The curtain opened, and the yellow bell of the silk bamboo sounded, and Huang Huangran the heavens on the historical stage.

however.

Fan did not have any expressions. He just put those files back on the case, slightly bowed his head, said nothing, seemed to be thinking about something very important, and it seemed to be too tired, tired to enter today. The palace has exhausted all his energy.

The emperor looked at him quietly, his eyes gradually smashed with a very slow speed, his eyes gradually brightened, and gradually faded, the color of disappointment emerged, and turned into a calm or indifference.

"It turns out... you always know this." The emperor looked at his most beloved illegitimate child, and said indifference: "Hey has always been a bit strange, the shadow has been following you, this kind of thing should not be you, you should have known the temple The thing is done by the old dog. You have been thinking about it, if you really follow the things presented on these files. Once you ask why Chen Pingping wants to betray, he really doesn’t know how to do it. open

Fan’s fingertips trembled a little, and he was keenly aware that the mood of the emperor’s son had changed a lot. However, his expression did not change at all, he looked up and looked straight at the other side. : "I actually know it all the time."

The emperor looked at him with a slight gaze. A cold light in the hustle and bustle is hidden.

Fan leisurely licked some dry lips, as much as possible to suppress the ups and downs of my heart. Calm said: "And I have been working hard, trying not to let the past blood, devour the things that are already there. From the moment of this determination, I know that this is a naive childish choice. Just three Years ago, when I was killed and killed with Yan Xiaoyi, I wanted to understand that I had to work hard to do something. Even if I was ridiculed and innocent, I would have to try it silently."

"Of course, innocent things are always easy to fail. But..." He looked at the emperor and said: "Any great thing, at the very beginning, is not all exceptionally idealistic, naive to the point of ridiculousness. For example, you and your mother, and the vows they made in the seaside of Zhangzhou?"

The emperor still looked at him silently, his eyes brighter and brighter. From Fan Xianyi’s opening, he said that when he said hard work, he clearly knew his son’s most painful son. What kind of goals he wanted to achieve in these years, I don’t know why, I’m used to the cold emperor, and suddenly I feel a little bit in my heart. Warmth may be a good thing. It’s just that this warmth tends to fade too quickly.

"He has already left, and he has not wanted to do things in the past. Why are you..." Fan Xian looked at the emperor with some ignorance, and said in a sand voice: "Why do you have to... want him to die?"

This sentence naturally refers to Chen Pingping, Fan Xian did not shout. No anger to blame. It was just full of sadness and helplessness, and there was resentment that had not been hidden. He looked at the emperor's eyes uneasily, and the emperor looked at him calmly. After a long silence, the emperor smiled, his smile was a bit cold, some disappointment, and some fierce.

"Oh..." The emperor squinted and said, "Slay him?"

The emperor took a picture of the case on the side of the case. He did not make the wooden case into pieces, but the strength was enough to make the paper on the case fly. He looked at Fan Xian, and his anger was low and replied: This is the point of anger. He gave him a way to live. If he does not come back from Dazhou, he may have never happened before, but... he is a person who is coming back." "He forced to kill." He." The emperor's eyes are as cold as snow-capped mountains. "Hey, it's just like his intentions. He has stood in the world for decades, never believed in people, he once believed in him, he even thought about it, maybe he could see it. He is a friend, and he even gave him the opportunity until the end, but...he did not give him any chance."

His Majesty took a deep breath, and the calm tone filled with heart-warming indifference. "The slave is a slave."

Hearing the words of the slaves in this sentence, and the resentment and contempt that could not be concealed, Fan Xian’s eyes suddenly appeared to be the old nephew sitting in a black wheelchair. He stared at the emperor, his voice was as cold as a knife, his teeth He said: "The mistakes in the world are all side-by-side. Of course, you are wise and arrogant, but the minister has never been clear. My poor mother...what was how I died."

The emperor was indifferent to his face, and he did not respond to Fan’s heartfelt words. He just looked at him with disdain and said: "Including the old dog, all the enemies of Daqing, I am probably looking forward to today. This scene in the royal study took place, you... did not let them down, just let the awkward disappointment, stupid as you, can not teach."

Fan leisure closed his eyes, then opened his eyes, and he had already responded to calmness in his eyes. He said: "There are just a lot of things, and Chen always wants to understand."

"If you don't understand things, don't think about it." The emperor's tone was indifferent, but it was obvious that he was somewhat disappointed with Fan's performance today. As for the last sentence of questioning the cause of Ye Xiaomei's death, he was subconsciously pressed. In the deepest part of the ocean of consciousness, let it not get it. He looked at Fan Xian’s indifference and said: "In front of you, you are always a minister. If you think too much, you will naturally not let you continue to think about it."

This is not a threat, it is a very simple statement of facts, just as the Princess Chang’s evaluation of Fan’s leisure. Fan Xian seems to be instinctually cool, temperamental, and passionate. There are too many life gates to catch, but when the Kyoto rebellion was in the past, the long princess’s wish was fulfilled, and he did not bother to catch the door. In today's Kyoto, the emperor wants to put Fan’s life to death. Not a very difficult thing.

Upon hearing this indifferent and stern words, Fan Xian stood up straight and said with a direct attitude that he had never shown in front of the emperor Lao Tzu: "Your Majesty has been very good in these years, and his heart knows..."

Today, in the royal study room, the father and son did not act, they were talking about the words they wanted to say. Especially Fan Xian, for the first time firmly stood up straight. Slowly put along these years and his Majesty, and said one by one, when it comes to seriousness, the stove in the royal study seems to be picking up, the cigarettes are twisted, and it seems that the father and son are breaking. .

Qing Emperor is good for Fan Xi, only Fan Xian knows himself. If you stand in front of the Qing Emperor today, it is the Prince, the Second Emperor, or the son of Li Jiabe. I am afraid that I am already dead, but Fan is still alive. Perhaps Qing Emperor himself is a ruthless and unrighteous person, and he is not necessarily interested in how to feel good, but relatively speaking, he gives Fan Fan the most emotions.

Listening to Fan’s quiet memories, the emperor gradually sat up straight and then waved a little tiredly. Said: "I don't want to kill you, I can't help but kill you."

The emperor closed his eyes and said after a moment of silence: "What happened in the past, I don't want to explain anything in front of your younger generation. But I wonder, those people may have been watching in the sky. And you are the son of your mother. Maybe you are like the eyes they have left in this world... Don't kill you, just want to prove it to you. And those who care about you, oh... that's right."

He opened his eyes and said indifference: "And they are all wrong."

Fan Xian’s body was deeply polite, and he said: “The ministers are honestly in Kyoto, looking at the majesty of the majesty.”

He did not thank the emperor for not killing, because he did not need to thank. Since the emperor let him live, he will naturally live well, licking these eyes, and lightening his eyebrows for Ye, for Chen Pingping, for many people of the year.

"Would you be honest?" The emperor looked at his son and suddenly laughed out loud. The laughter flickered and said coldly: "If you don't believe it, you won't believe it, but you never think that your unfairness is a disadvantage, just I hope that you don't want to be honest and too lazy to tolerate it."

"Just stay in Kyoto." The emperor glanced at him. Suddenly he said with a little tiredness: "It is good to teach in Taixue. You should not touch the supervision and the library. You don't want to You spend too much thought on you."

When it comes to this part, what has already been said can no longer be thorough. The emperor gave Fan’s last chance to live, if... he would be honest. Even if this is a threat to life, but Fan is a little bit ignorant, because he did not expect that the emperor Laozi will eventually make such a decision.

The emperor looked at Fan’s complicated eyes and suddenly saw his heart. He remembered the father of Fanzhou’s seaside, and Fan’s voice came out of silence. After a moment of silence, he said: “If you have nothing to do, you can enter the palace to ask for security. When you are alone, 朕...allows you to praise...the father."

At this time, there was no one in the royal study room. It was quiet, and Fan was a little stiff, and seriously said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

No one knows what is said between the emperor and Fan Xi in the royal study room, but at least when the fan is out of the royal study, the body is intact and does not become a ghost. This fact makes most people in the palace loose. Take a breath.

His Majesty also had a purpose to let Fan’s official return to his position. Even some hidden implied hints were not. Instead, at the same time that Fan Xian had just left the Imperial Study Room, he had already prepared a few wills to go down. The court consisted of six The three temples joined forces and began to strengthen the cleaning work of the supervision institute and the inner warehouse. The call to Suzhou Zhizhou Cheng Jialin and Jiaozhou Tongjue Hou Jichang, and the internal library transshipment officer Su Wenmao’s intention to enter the Syrian resignation also sent out and sealed. Ice Cloud is the will of the Dean of the Supervisory Academy, and it is one step ahead of the palace.

Obviously, this is the inner court that has already prepared for it. The Emperor’s Majesty has seen Fan’s son as too transparent. Even if he refuses to kill him, he has enough methods to trap Fan’s sleep in Kyoto. Don't be too honest.

As for the information that Fan Leisure sent to the surrounding area through the Kai Nian group, can he finally become a bargaining chip with the emperor, it depends on whether the Emperor’s Majesty has such sensitivity and strong mobility.

In fact, regarding these two points, no one in this world should be stronger than the Emperor.

Fan leisurely walked to the outside of the palace, and Hong Zhu, who sent him out of the palace, was careful and cautiously followed by his side.

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