Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Chen Pingping gently folded a small pink flower, carefully not to be in his own hair, watching the flowers twitching and falling at any time. Fan Xian quickly used his fingers to smash the old man's hair and make the flowers more stable.

Chen Pingping laughed very happily, patted Fan’s hand and said: “Tossing for 16 or 7 years, you finally entered Beijing and finally grown up. I also have a confession to your mother. ”

Fan Xian has always been very curious about the story of the year. He couldn’t help but ask, “How many people did you have in that year?” This is naturally a question of the people who want to change the world.

"You count yourself."

Fan Xian has a handful of words. Smiled: "Six people."

"Well, your mother is a very great person." Chen Pingping smiled slightly. "It seems that you are still smart."

"About the previous sentence, when I was very young, Teacher Fei Jie already said it."

"It is estimated that he did not say that we actually miss your mother. From some perspectives, she is my leader."

"Some accidents." Fan smiled and said: "But you can guess a little."

"Respect for Sinanbo and be better for Fan." Chen Pingping said suddenly and seriously: "They have paid a lot for you."

Fan Xian slightly squinted, and in the same stern situation, he could save his life as a little baby, and let the people in the palace believe that he is dead, no matter what... Father, must pay a lot of. He said: "Who is the enemy I really need to guard against? It can't be the madman of the princess, and she was still very young."

"The long princess is just a poor woman. For the royal family, the glory of the lady is too eye-catching. She has lived in the shadow of your mother for the rest of her life. She is self-sufficient and capable, and she has taken a lot of interest for the country. Always in your heart and not in the position of your mother, so some are mad because of the madness. As for the enemy... there are no enemies, no enemies." Chen Pingping whispered repeatedly, seems to want to convince himself.

"The first to supervise the hospital, the latter is in the library, I think some people will find that something is wrong." Fan Xian smiled and said: "What do you want me to do?"

Chen Pingping said softly: "Do you want to be a power minister?"

Fan Xianjing looked at Chen Pingping’s eyes and suddenly said: “I think, I know what you have to do.”

Chen Pingping’s expression is unchanged, and she smiles and said: “I hope that you will always pretend that you don’t know what I am going to do.”

Fan Fei frowned. "Although I don't have any blood for them, I still don't want to see too many people bleeding."

"It's still early." Chen Pingping said softly: "And the **** thing is often stupid people first pull out the knife, want to scratch the neck of others, but accidentally scratched his neck."

Fan Xiaowei smiled. Although he respected and trusted the old man, he had to eat it himself. The road always had to go by himself. Although he had been in contact with the dean of the Supervisory Institute after he entered Beijing, he did not meet each other but tacitly cooperated. A lot of things. But if there is anything in the future that leads to a different idea, Fan will choose to respect his will first.

Chen Pingping waved his hand and frowned. "You have to learn to let go of your eyes in the future. Don't always stare at a division, district officials, Kyoto. You have to learn to stand higher..."

Fan Xiaoxiao looked at it: "Do you want to look at the world?"

Chen Pingping smiled and said: "Maybe higher."

Fan is silent.

"Go, go to Beiqi, be careful." Chen Pingping coughed twice, took the small pink flower on the sputum, gently rubbed it with his fingers, whispered: "Shawn is going to die, of course, you must first To ensure your own safety. In addition, the three tasks are left to your own discretion. If circumstances permit, you can try to find out where the temple is. After all, in this world, only the national teacher of Beiqi has been suffering. I have been in contact with the temple."

Fan leisure frowned: "The temple... is too sudden, I don't seem to have any confidence, although I like to take risks in my bones."

Chen Pingping nodded. "Your mother also liked adventures very much. But I really don't worry about your life and death. If the five people have taught you for so many years, you can't live back from Beiqi, then I will be at your funeral. Express your disappointment on you."

The old man smiled and sprinkled the petals between his fingers on the ground. It was a fascinating one. I thought that the real enemy is what you young man can handle?

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After bidding farewell to the mother's closest old comrade-in-arms, Fan Xiu returned to the building and met with Yan Ruohai. He took some files and prepared to return to the government to study. The Northern Qi Dynasty is an extremely complicated situation. Even if Chen Pingping wanted to use this to let Fan Xian really control the supervision, if Fan is not willing, no one can force him to go to that strange country...

But Fan Xian really wants to go.

The past life was imprisoned in a weak body and was not allowed to be autonomous. In this world, he was imprisoned in a bizarre life, and he was not allowed to be autonomous. It is rare that he will be allowed to fly in the north, and he can fly in the sky. The sea is wide and the shrimps are crawling. Fan will be willing to let go of this opportunity. Therefore, he seriously asked the words of Ruohai to pay attention to the matters that should be paid attention to, and inquired about the people in Beiqi who need to pay attention.

Yan Ruohai shook his head and looked at the young Titus. He did not seem to know why Fan Xiu would be so keen on this matter. He said: "North Qi has always been unstable, the Queen Mother is too young, and the emperor is too small, but after the war last year, it seems Their capital has been stabilized a lot. There are three aspects that the Ties should pay attention to, one is the person, the other is the Shangshanhu, and the other is naturally the hard-working country teacher who rarely sees people."

"What kind of person?" Fan leisure wrinkled his eyebrows. There is no Taoism in the world. Why is it called?

Yan Ruohai didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't explain it. He continued: "Who is a post-party master, and Cheng Tishu, who was killed by Fan Tissi last year, is his apprentice. Shangsonghu is a rare tiger in the north. In the snow in the north, against the barbarians, I heard that after the defeat of the Northern Qi Dynasty last year, the young emperor was transferred back to Kyoto. When he was in the north, he must pay attention to him because the hospital has been suspicious of his teacher. As the four masters of the world, Master Master should not be involved in these secular things, but...

He frowned and said: "The bitter collection of a closed disciple, this year officially joined the world. The Tis is famous in the world, but still have to be careful about the other side to come to life."

Fan Xianyi, no reason to think of the prostitutes who are common in previous novels, smiled and asked: "Isn't it a woman?"

If the sea is expressionless, "I don't know men and women. I only know that for three months, the close disciple of this great master has traveled to the north to complete the situation. He has picked up countless top quality masters. There are even rumors. For convenience, it is the legendary Tianmai. "He looked at Fan Xian and asked softly: "Do you know the Tianmai people?"

Fan Fei feels that the word seems familiar. Suddenly there was a flash of light in the brain. When I thought of it, I was once mentioned by Teacher Fei Jie. Later, when I was listening to her conversation with Zhuang Mohan at the Grand Princess’s Guangxin Palace, I once heard it once.

After listening to Yan Ruohai’s explanation, Fan Xian frowned. “The genius figure who came out in five hundred years, the blood of heaven, is not the kind of leeks planted in the ground. After the slashing, I will not come again. I don’t. Believe."

Yan Ruo nodded and said: "In the courtyard analysis, it is estimated that the Northern Qi Dynasty was defeated by years, so it is necessary to shape the image of a peerless young strongman to enhance national confidence."

Fan Xian smiled and said: "This is more likely. It is like the time in the courtyard to shape my image of the Tis... What is the name of that person?"

"Haicang."

Fan has some headaches: "I hope to be a sissy, but don't be a girl."

The two said a few words at random. In the end, if the sea calmly looked at Fan, the crow's feet in the corners of the eyes were extremely weak, and whispered: "Children's things, they are bothered to be an adult."

"I said it at the gate of the criminal department." Fan Xian answered very seriously: "I will bring the son of the peace back to Qingguo."

Out of the room, Wang Qiian, who had been waiting outside, hurried over and took over the pile of cases in Fan Xian’s hand. Fan’s eyes looked at the front, but his mouth whispered to his “heart”: “Going to Beiqi, I will definitely take you.”

"Xie Daren trust." Wang Qiian smiled and said. This trip to the north, if there is no other arrangement, it is really a gilded tour, a journey of nostalgia, no country in this world dare to start the mission.

Fan idled and shook his head: "Take you, because you are the fastest person in the supervision hospital, of course, in addition to Zongchao."

Wang Qinian smiled bitterly and said nothing. He had previously gone to Zongchao to talk about it for a long time. He and Zongchao two people said that the two wings of the Supervisory Academy, but later Wang Qiian was in the literary affairs, so the position became more and more ordinary, Zongchao has been greatly depressed, and now Wang Qiian became the confidant of Fan Xian Fan Ti Si, I feel that the old friend of the year has finally recovered some brilliance and is very happy.

The three leaders, the cold brothers have long been waiting at the door of the secret room, saw Fan leisure, and did not say hello, feeling very cold. Pushing open the door of the secret room, it is a breeze, but the wind speed is not fast. Fan Fei brows a pick and immediately knows that this place of air circulation must have nothing to do with the place of refining.

The cold head looked at the younger brother, and suddenly opened his mouth and smiled and said: "Good shape."

Fan took a look at his newly recognized brother, and he shuddered, thinking... no? Immediately listening to the next sentence of the brother, the cold head shouted in the middle: "Standard!"

Fan Xianyi, after a while, saw that there were five or six people in the room to launch a large table with several boxes and a piece of quirky clothes. The five or six people looked at Fan’s eyes and looked blank. Maybe they had been in the strange department of three places for a long time, so they seemed to be a bit dull. However, after careful observation, several people couldn’t help but reveal the color of appreciation. They said to Fan Tisian: "The figure is really good."

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