MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 127 Cloth single sword toward the emperor (1)

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Winter snow fell on the bluestone floor and it quickly became very difficult to accumulate. The snow flakes that fell on the bright yellow glazed tiles were caught in the shape of the cold wind, and looked like countless broken clouds waiting quietly in the golden sun rays.

Fan leisure took back the greedy snow-seeking gaze, with his hands behind him, followed by the **** of Yao, quietly bypassing the quiet and revolving palace wall, in the **** color of the red, marching toward the depths of the palace. Behind the two of them, more than a dozen guards followed carefully. At this time, Fan Xian was not bound, and the name was already in the name of the thief. The guards were very worried, if Xiaofan was in the palace. Suddenly, I have a hard time, and these people have the ability to stop him.

However, it is obvious that many officials died in Kyoto today. Fan Xian was killed in the imperial city in the imperial city, but he did not have a big interest in the palace. Perhaps he knew this. In the seemingly quiet palace, there are endless masters, perhaps because he knows that the emperor in the palace is a mountain, and there is no point in how to make trouble in the palace before the mountain.

The corner of the Taiji Temple's cornice moved along the people's steps on the high palace wall. He walked through a small door and walked through a snow-covered plum. A silent person came to the royal study room.

Fan was quietly waiting outside the study, and Yao’s **** looked at him in a complicated way. Hong Zhu, who was guarding the entrance to the royal study, whispered a few words and looked slightly different. He turned back and said, "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the small building."

"Small building?" Fan leisurely glimpsed, his eyes did not fall on Hong Zhu's face, but did not venture into the eyes before everyone to ask, but some reluctantly smiled and said: "That will go."

Yao’s **** waved his hand and stopped the dozens of inner court guards outside the round stone arch. He walked alone into the harem with Fan. Behind them both. It is difficult for the guards to conceal the nervousness and suspicion on their faces, but they have always stood in the door of the royal study room. Hongzhu... Looking at the back of Xiaofan’s adult who walked into the deep palace, the sorrow of the unsettled sorrow suddenly appeared in the scorpion. The meaning, he quickly bowed his head, for fear of being thrown out by others, just this bow, and it seems to be off the line.

The inner palace after the snow was very quiet, and occasionally I could hear a few laughs from the deep palaces. Fan has a good ear and can even hear the sound of the mahjong that came out somewhere. He couldn't help but smile, thinking that the things in Kyoto today would not have been passed into the palace. The big guys are quite happy, but it seems that there is no such excitement in the past. I want to come to those who have been in the palace for a few months. Today, we are really youthful and dilute the loneliness.

Fan Xian likes this, lest the palace is always cool. Gloomy.

The palace is very familiar to him. He is as familiar as a family. The emperor kneels in the small building and waits for him. He naturally knows the road. He still bears his hands like a Confucian student. He does not rush to the northwest corner of the palace. Yao’s **** Instead, it fell behind him.

It’s been this time, and it’s no longer anxious. I’m sure the Emperor’s Majesty will not worry. It happens that the palace is big and the air is cold. There is snow on the winter tree small lake rockery, which is much more beautiful than the winter scenery in the palace. Fan Xian can just look at it more, but he walks step by step steadily, falling behind Yao’s eyesight, but more Something else is out.

Yao’s **** felt that Xiao Fan’s adult in front of him was adjusting his interest, and he was pushing his own realm into a sensitive and abundant level by relying on his body and his surroundings.

Yao’s head is lower, and he knows that Xiao Fan’s step is slowly walking and adjusting. What is it for?

I walked through the winter tree garden, bypassed the rockery, and walked up the wooden stack on the cold lake. I was going through the cold lake to cross the snow pavilion. It was also a snow in the same year. A snow pavilion that had talked with His Majesty. Fan Xian suddenly stopped and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Someone under the snow pavilion. Several eunuchs are accompanying a woman who looks like a noble person to enjoy the snow there. The pavilion may have a stove, but the noble man still wears a very expensive warm coat. After a glimpse, Fan Xiao smiled and continued to go to the pavilion. He did not expect that in such a cold weather, he would actually hit a donkey in the palace.

When he enters the palace today, he will not go to see Yigui, nor will he go to see Ningcai and Shugui in the cold palace, and even some deliberately avoiding, so he will choose this plank road above the cold lake, but it is still expected I touched one. He naturally would not hide, and Yao’s **** was behind him, and naturally he did not dare to let him choose another path.

When the two entered the pavilion, the people in the pavilion were taken aback. Obviously they did not think of this moment, and there were actually outsiders entering the palace. The eye-catching niece saw Yao Gonggong, who had bowed his head after Fan Xia, and hurryed to swear, and secretly guessed the identity of the young gentleman in front of him.

Fan is standing in the pavilion, and he feels amazed in his heart. He thought that after a few months, how could the palace lady in this palace change her, even she didn’t even know herself? Thinking in my heart, his gaze was subconsciously falling on the squatting man sitting in the middle, and he refused to leave for a long time.

The nephew touched the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, and the appearance was still beautiful and beautiful. It was just wearing a ring today, wearing a dress and dressing, and wearing a luxurious dress, and a bit of extravagance and arrogance. The nephew’s eyes were filled with a repressive pride, and Yao Gonggong asked: “Is there a lunch for my Majesty?”

Yao Gonggong did not answer, just smiled, thinking that this time playing the favorite drama, it is not a good choice. The people in the pavilion suddenly felt a little weird, especially after paying attention to the young gentleman's gaze, and even felt very angry, thinking about where to come from such a gibber.

Fan looked at the awkward belly of the cockroach. Although wearing a very thick fur outside, it is still clear. He immediately knew that the person who was sitting in the pavilion and enjoying the snow in front of him was the one who was now favored, and it was this woman who was pregnant with the dragon.

The pavilion was dead, and Fan Xian quietly looked at Mei Long’s lower abdomen. After watching it for a long time, the look in his eyes was complicated. However, this kind of ** barely looks at the woman who is kneeling down. Especially looking at the location is really rude.

"Where are the gibberish things, where are the eyes of the thieves?" A young woman, who was not very old, stared at Fan’s screams and looked at it, ready to go straight to the front. This maiden is the gimmick that Mei Lan brought in from outside the palace. These days, the lord and the princes are expensive, and the servants are arrogant, and the maiden in the palace is also warm greetings. Raise the arrogance of a lifetime. Where did you see a man like Fan Xian in the palace?

Fan Xian’s eyes narrowed and he looked at the palace lady who had come across her face with no anger. Yao Taizhi’s heart was a glimpse. He had been following his majesty these days, and he didn’t care about the things in the harem. He really didn’t think of the next person around Mei, but now he’s so blind.

A slap in the face was crisp. Before Yao’s **** floated on his body, he slammed the fan of the palace to the ground, and then quickly returned to Fan’s body, and lowered his voice and said humblely: “Xiao Fan, the Majesty is still waiting for you.”

Fan Xiao smiled and glanced at him and said, "What are you doing so nervously? Are you afraid that I will kill her?"

Yao Taiji sneaked a smile, did not say anything, I thought that you step by step, the body killing and killing machine has already reached the peak, sealed in the body without a trace. I really have to touch an introduction. The casual anger of the strongest of these nine products is not acceptable to anyone.

The palace lady was directly fainted to the ground, and a trace of blood was drawn from the corner of her mouth. The air in the pavilion seemed to be condensed. Mei Lan looked at the scene with a stunned look. It was annoyed and even confused. She couldn’t understand why the eunuch, the eunuch’s chief executive, wanted to do this. Who is this young man? I dare to face myself and not swear. Still dare to stare at yourself so rudely!

Only the eunuchs who served next to the court heard the identity of Yao Gonggong’s deliberate use of dialogue. They finally knew that the young man who entered the palace alone was the small fan of the predecessors in the palace. Adults, they suddenly lowered their heads nervously and did not dare to look directly at each other.

Fan Xian calmly looked at Mei Ran with a look of anger. After a pause, I said, "It’s cold in the cold. Go back to the palace and play mahjong. It’s cold here, it’s not good for the children in the stomach... Don’t think about looking down at you in the snow pavilion. In the middle, you will feel that you are beautiful, and don't expect him to hurt you. Living in this house is actually very simple, just be honest."

His gaze fell on Mei Long's stomach again. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head. He thought that this time was still short. How could it be obvious? It seems that the emperor Laozi is really strong in any respect, but he does not know. In this belly, it will be another brother of his own, or a younger sister.

"I hope you can give me a sister, I don't have a sister yet." Fan Xian blessed Mei Long with great earnestness and sincerity, then bypassed everyone under the snow pavilion and walked onto the wooden stack on the lake. Going to the northwest corner of the palace.

Mei Lan was so difficult that she didn't cry. The emotions of anger and helplessness piled up in her heart. She looked back at the back of Van Leisure and couldn't help but shudder. After all, it was only a fifteen-six-year-old girl’s family. After listening to her identity from the last sentence, she was involuntarily afraid. Since she was pregnant with her dragon species, she was proud on the one hand and afraid on the other. Because she knows the child in her stomach, for the one in the Fangfang Palace, what is meant by the "foreign minister" of the surname Fan.

She does not think that the last sentence of Fan Xian is a blessing. She only listened to this sentence as a warning, but did not think that Fan Xian is really sincere and hopes that she can give birth to a princess. After all, if she gave birth to a prince, only I am afraid that after a lifetime, I will fall into the darkness of the tide and never float again.

Mei Lan looked at the back disappeared in the snow with a horror, and the fear in the shackles gradually became unwilling and turned into resentment.

Qing Emperor was not in the small building. He looked at the small building in front of a large deserted palace in the northwest corner of the palace. The temple in this place is already thin, and the winter garden is quiet. There are also rockeries, but they have already been broken. It seems that they have not been trimmed for many years, and they are even colder than the cold palaces of the other side.

In front of a ridiculous long grass, Yao Gonggong quietly retired. Fan is a person, watching the bright yellow figure between the small building and the long grass, quietly walked over, slightly behind a body, just like the seaside in Zhangzhou. With him, he looked at the small building silently.

The pair of monarchs and fathers did not have much silence. The emperor took the hand behind and waited for the small building. The thin lips were slightly open, and asked indifferently: "Is there a Meilong before?"

"Yes." Fan's hands are also behind him. He heard the words of his knees and calmly responded.

"Do you say that she is a man or a woman in her belly?" the emperor asked. At this time, the feeling between the field was very wonderful. Their father and son had been in the cold for several months, and the bottom of the world was because they did not know how many people died in the cold war. They met today. There is no anger and reprimand in the minds of outsiders, just chatting with the sky.

"It should be a princess."

"Hey? I always know that you are learning the world, but I don't know that you will still have a set of things for these mother-in-laws." The emperor's lips were slightly tilted and sarcastically said.

"Study can not talk about the world, but still have some understanding of medical skills, the most important thing is that the person in the belly of Mei Long. Can only be a princess." Fan Xian respected.

"Well..." The emperor's brow gradually wrinkled and said coldly: "In your opinion, you can't raise a guy who is more angry than the third?"

"No." Fan Xian said very simply: "Because Mei Long is not as good as it is."

After a moment of silence, the emperor said: "This is also true, but the blood of the heavens is thin, and it is always good to have one emperor."

"If you squat down, you can naturally have more emperors in Daqing in the future." Fan Xian did not say what the pity is, but he squinted and said directly: "If there is more than a commitment, Cheng Zelai, also Means nothing."

This statement is out. The emperor's face quickly sank, Fan leisure mentioned the Prince II son, although the two princes' bleak end was his manipulation, but it must be said that the Emperor's training for the sons was actually a complete Cold-blooded and erroneous roads, on this point, if there is no feeling in the heart of the emperor who has gradually grown old, it is absolutely false.

Fan Xian stood behind the emperor Xiaosuo's figure and calmly noticed every subtle change in his majesty. I found the hidden pain in the heart of the other party, and I couldn’t help but sigh in my heart. No one in this world is a real god, even if it is as strong as the other, after going down the dragon chair. I also gradually walked on the road to an ordinary old man.

The changes of Qing Emperor these years have been in the eyes of Fan Xian. It is because he knows this, so he has the courage to come to the palace today. Say these words to the other party.

These words are like knives, cutting the emperor's heart, and then squatting is not He Zongwei. After a while, the emperor's face has once again become the unchanging Dongshan cliff. If the jade is warm, it will be sharp and disdain. rainstorm.

“He Zongwei is dead?” the emperor asked slowly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"You have been thinking for seven days and seven nights in the house. I am thinking, you can think of any means to make you feel guilty. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome after all." The emperor shook his head and said: "You are really very embarrassing." Disappointed."

Fan Xian shyly smiled and said: "If you have a squatting mountain, the millennium winds and rains are not harmful. After all, I am just a common man. If you think about it, you can't think of a means of nothing. The imagination of people is limited. Things that don’t exist, can’t think of it anymore.”

This sentence is very sincere. It is indeed the words of Fan Fei’s self-satisfaction. Facing the heroic talents of his Majesty, and his own powerful and powerful figures, it is easy to find a way to defeat each other. It is indeed the possibility that this world does not exist...

"Thinking for a long time, I can't think of any way, so in the end I figured it out. I probably immersed myself in the supervision court since I was a child. I used to think about everything and be thoughtful, and I will attack if I am sure. ”

Fan Xian suddenly raised his face, and his delicate face with a hint of radiance, said: "However, this time, I can never find a sure way... Since I can never think of any good method, then why? Not the easiest way?"

The easiest way, the simple six words, has a deep meaning. What is the easiest way in the world? Naturally, it is like a beast, biting with a tooth, tearing with a claw, and performing the most primitive **** melee.

Fan Xian said this sentence, this is a kind of breakthrough after the frustration from the heart, a child is very hot and sturdy, a piece of the child he never showed before, and he did not care about it. Come out.

The Emperor’s majesty suddenly calmed down and turned and looked at his son quietly. It seemed that he had to find something different from this familiar face. After a moment, the emperor laughed loudly, laughing. I actually had a little more appreciation.

However, the laughter was converging for a moment, and the voice of the emperor's majesty was particularly cold: "When you kill the minister in public, you see the law as nothing, this is a grasshopper, a non-heroic means."

"Your Majesty is Ming Jun, He Zongwei is a traitor, so He Zongwei must die." Fan Xian suddenly smiled and said calmly that he and the emperor would not believe it. "The death of today is a Hepai official, but I want to come out. Kyoto, the vibration of the world must not be small. However, He Zongwei on the surface of the righteousness and morality, in the dark, the male thief, the martyrdom of the martial arts, the discovery of this person's misdeeds, for the Daqing Wannian foundation, Shi Leiqi means, **** and punishment, such a hero Means, what is the limit of the law?"

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