Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Only some snow blocks remain on the pavilion opposite the lake, and the temperature is thinly divided into countless white films, just like putting a lot of patches on the dark pavilion. The snow in Kyoto stopped at the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. Within three days, the servants in the Jingwang Palace had already cleaned the snow on the grass on the lake.

It’s just cold in the cold. There aren’t any fresh and tender grass tips on the grass. Some are just white grass that stiffens the body after death. There is no one to care for the partiality. It seems to be somewhat ruined.

Fan Xianan quietly followed Jing Wangye behind him, went to the depths of Yuanzi, but his eyes glanced at the back of Jing Wangye.

After entering the palace, Fan Shangshu came forward and blocked the smuggling offensive of Jing Wangye. He had a lot of fun, but even Luo Jia and Hong Cheng had not seen it. Jing Wang Ye suddenly asked Fan Xian to go with him, although Fan Xian did not I know what the intention of Wang Ye’s proposal is, but when he sees his father’s secretly nod, he goes with him.

All the way, there is not much scenery in the circle. Even the amaranth fields that Jing Wangye served on day and night are just a few muds. The partial Jingjing Wangxing did not speak in front, Fan Fan had to follow the silence, while looking at the back of Wang Ye, his thoughts drifted to other places.

This prince is unusual. In the history books, he has seen such arrogant princes who are self-confident and even self-staining. However, it is so rare that the Jing Wang is so simple, and there is no eagerness for power.

Especially the appearance of this old man, I don’t know what kind of spiritual blows I experienced.

One old and one young stopped at the vegetable patch, and Jing Wang said with a voice: "The first time I saw you, it was in this dish."

Fan Xian thought of the poetry meeting, and thought of the eternal fall of Wanli. I thought of a woman in white who was full of laughter and laughter, but saw a farmer... I couldn’t help but laugh, and said: "Wang Ye always likes to play the younger generation."

"The people in Beijing, not only I grow vegetables alone." Jing Wangye said.

Fan is a glimpse. I don’t think this is a nonsense. Although Kyoto is rich, there are still many poor people. It is very common for these people to rectify some vegetable fields under the corner walls of the courtyard and to supplement their daily diet. However, Jing Wang said so. Naturally, there is his later text, so he listens quietly.

"The old guy in Qin family also likes to grow vegetables, but he only grows cabbage and Jib." Jing Wangye said with a hint of sorrow: "The guy who is a soldier. I only know that I have to fill my stomach, I don’t know how to grow vegetables. art."

Fan Xian’s heart was amazed, and he savoured these two words. I don't know how to respond for a while.

Jing Wang Ye walked into the muddy vegetable field, crossed his hands and looked at the deserted landscape. After a long silence, he said: "You find out, who did the killing in the valley?"

Fan Xian closed his mouth tightly. Today, of course, he knows that the killing in the valley is the old man who killed the old **** Qin, the problem is. This is the biggest secret of Qingguo today. Except for Chen Pingping and himself, I don’t know how many people want to know it. And Jing Wangye first talks about Qin’s father’s vegetable cultivation. At this time, when he talks about the killing of the valley, is it suggesting?

However, Jing Wang Ye did not ask for political affairs all the year round. He did not have any deep exchanges with the Chinese officials of the DPRK. He said... Why dare to say that the killing of the valley is the old Qin family?

It’s just that Jing Wang didn’t explain that Fan Xian didn’t know if he guessed it correctly. Moreover, it is impossible for me to tell the other side of the Qin family, because it involves the deepest death, and only has to smile and say: "The court has been checking, the court is also checking, only knowing that it must be related to the military, but that person’s card. Already dead, there is no clue at all."

Jing Wang looked back at him. It seemed that he was inadvertently indifferent to him. He thought that this kid did not understand what he meant and snorted angrily: "Idiot!"

Fan is a bitter smile, thinking about this kind of thing, can't be stupid?

"The defending city is the Ye family." Jing Wangye stared at Fan’s eyes. "But don't forget the Qin family."

Wang Ye said that the land is too direct, Fan Xian wants to install it can not be reloaded, the heart is also very touched outside the suspicion, this old guy, too good for himself, frowning asked: "I and Qin family No hatred."

Wang Ye snorted twice, did not continue to say anything, stepped out of the muddy land, and then went deep into the round.

Fan leisurely looked at his back and vaguely guessed it. The reason why Wang Ye dared to infer that the Qin family would take the shot, it must be because the things of the year were inferred, but the Qin family was associated with the **** case of the Taiping Hospital in the past... This is the father. The secret that I don't know, even Chen Pingping, is also after that, and I have checked the problems I have found for more than ten years.

Why did Wang know?

When I thought of this festival, Fan’s heart was filled with blood, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I quickly caught up and grabbed the sleeves of Jing Wangye.

Jing Wang Ye stunned and slowly turned back.

Fan looked at him with great enthusiasm and said: "What happened in the past? Why is there no one in the world who knows that the Qin family is involved? Why did this thing not come out when Kyoto was bleeding in the night?"

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"You asked too much." Jing Wangye sighed and said: "Although I am just an idle prince who is not doing business, but you remember, I am also a royal family after all... As for why I know that the two old guys behind you are not The reason for knowing things is very simple, because I was still young and still followed my mother."

Wang Ye’s eyebrows shook twice, revealing a very narrow smile: “Small age, I always like to hide and hide everywhere, so sometimes it is easy to hear what content, as for what I have overheard, for so many years, there is no Other people know."

Fan is a bitter smile, and the words are stopped. Wang Ye is willing to point out the Qin family. It is already an extraordinary love for himself. But if that matter involves the Queen Mother, then the mother of Wang Ye, how can he still say it?

"Yun Rui was young at the time, this thing has nothing to do with her." Jing Wangye said after a moment of silence: I still want to tell you clearly about this, you have followed Fan Jianhe’s supervisory school since childhood and learned a lot. But there are many things that have become ridiculous. ”

At this time, the young and the old stood on the cold ridge, not far from the wall of the Jingwang House. Outside the wall is the unchanging cold sky of Kyoto. Fan Fan listened to the voice of the prince, but his heart was warm.

"whats the matter?"

"Whether it is Chen Pingping's old dog or your father, they are all masters of conspiracy, so they always like to get things complicated, and... the most important thing is that they don't believe, and the most untrustworthy is Each other." Jing Wangye sneered and said: "This is the most stupid thing. Chen Pingping even suspected Yun Rui before, and did not want to think about it. At that time, Yun Rui was only how old."

Fan Xiaoxiao smiled, the mutual suspicion and prevention between the father and Chen Pingping, since the mother died, it has been existing, deeper and deeper, until after I entered Beijing, I was better.

"I swallowed the old Qin family for so long. I told you today that I didn't want you to take revenge." Jing Wang said calmly: "I just think that you have enough to offend the military, and we celebrated the country. If you don’t know who your real enemy is in the army, I am worried that you will die.”

Just four words died, Jing Wang said very heavy, he did not want to have anyone who died like this casually.

Fan took a break and then straightened up and asked a question he was most concerned about.

"Wang, why are you so good to me?"

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Jing Wang, listening to this, suddenly stunned, and after a long time, suddenly smiled. The laughter is getting bigger and bigger, getting sharper and more sturdy, and his stomach is hurting. Kneeling on the ridge of the field, licking the lower abdomen, half a squat can not lift his head.

Fan’s heart was in a mess, and some stood aside, looking at the prince around him, watching the white hair on the head of Wang’s head that was completely incompatible with his actual age, floating in the cold wind, watching his eyes smile because of Exhausted tears,

After a long time, Jing Wangye straightened up and frowned and said for a long time: "I don't know."

Then he walked down the ridge.

Fan Xian is still silent behind him.

"Your Majesty and I are both big by Mum." Jing Wang said calmly, his face has already returned to the usual vicissitudes and tranquility. "At that time, the real palace was not very eye-catching. There was no place in Kyoto, so the emperor and I could play around. Your father also followed us every day, and added the palace... the companionship invited by the public Chen Pingping, the four of us are mixed every day, I am the youngest, and of course the most bullied."

"Later brothers Fan Jian and Chen Pingping went to Mum's hometown of Cangzhou to play. After returning, they said happily, they met a very interesting girl there." Jing Wangye laughed: "It didn't take long, the girl I went to Kyoto. I found Cheng Wangfu."

Fan Xian also laughed: "That is my mother."

"Yeah." Jing Wangye thought about it for a long time. "When I was young, I was stalking your mother every day. Well, I called her leaf sister... Your mother hurts me, so my brother can’t let it again. Chen Pingping came to bully me, so good."

One old and one young man said that while walking, he came to the outside of a study room. Fan Fan had a heart to listen to Wang Ye’s old things. But still put the attention in the study, because this study is obviously few people come, Wang Ye likes to grow vegetables every day, naturally do not like to read.

Jing Wang Ye pushed in and snorted: "Sit."

Fan Xian did not sit on the dust, and sat down safely.

Jing Wang Ye turned over in the bookcase for a long time, finally pulled out a thick book, and then handed it to Fan Xian, saying: "Look."

Fan took a trip, and both hands came over. When I saw the cover, it was an agronomical lecture. I couldn’t help but look at Wang Ye.

After being silenced for a while, Jing Wang said: "I don't have much to say about your mother. You ask me why it is so good to you... Actually not right, I am not good enough for you, at least I was smashed by them. ten years."

The prince slowly walked out of the study and used the slight back to face the fan. The voice was a little sad: "I always thought she had no future generations."

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Fan was sitting in a dusty chair and flipping through the thick agronomical class. He was thinking about what Jing Wang had said before. In fact, he could vaguely capture the mind of Jing Wang, which was bitter and bitter. I can't speak to the mouth, but I remember the mind of life.

When a teenager starts to sprout and there is a gentle, beautiful, omnipotent, and inclusive sister next to him, it is inevitable that such a story will happen.

When I was born again in this world, I was already a mature soul, but in the past life, I have never had such an experience. All men, who have not experienced this way? Only normal people, after growing up, there will always be The truly sweet fruit fills into your spiritual world.

And Jing Wang’s normal growth experience was obviously interrupted by the great history of the Qing Dynasty. Ye Jia’s annihilation was over, and Jing Wang could not be angry, nowhere to be angry, so he was born early, and his figure was slight, only Jing Tianyuan was disrespectful. palace.

Fan’s fingers flipped through the slightly yellow pages, and suddenly his fingers stiffened.

He saw a few thin sheets of paper, sandwiched in a thick book, and his heart moved, flipping back quickly and turning out a few thin sheets of paper.

The handwriting on the paper is very strange and familiar. The writer's brush is obviously not good enough, and the strokes are straight and straight, just like a matchstick is building blocks.

The content on paper is not unexpected. It records some suggestions from someone about someone, such as the supervision office, such as business, and a few notes, saying what you want to eat today, tomorrow. Where are you going to play...

Fan Xiao laughed and said to himself a few sheets of paper: "The other things you wrote were probably burned out by the people of this world. I didn't expect the boys to stay a few times."

He turned his head and said: "But your words are really not written by me, and they are all placed in a big place, but not in a small place. If you don't use the brush, you can use a quill, yes. I have made a small workshop in the inner bank, specializing in pencils. In these matters, I am much smarter than you..."

After a moment of silence, Fan thought about it and took these sheets of paper into his arms. He wanted to come to Jing Wang and also need this kind of relief. He stood up with a quiet smile on his face and walked out of the study.

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Jing Wangye is not outside the study room. This Wangfu Fan has been here many times. He does not need to take the road, carry his hands, shake it, and then go outside a row of big houses. This row of rooms becomes an independent small. In the courtyard, there was a big copper lock hanging on the courtyard door.

Fan Xian looked at the lock and couldn't help but smile. He stepped up the steps and shouted: "If you don't open the door again, I will leave."

"Don't go! Don't go!"

There was a series of rushing shouts in the hospital. Someone rushed over and the big wooden door slammed. The secret was that the man slammed into the door, so he could imagine the urgency of this person.

The door opened a small slit, and Fan looked at it with his eyes open. He couldn’t help but start a shock. He found that there was also an eye on the opposite side, and the eyes were obviously a few eyes, and the hair was tied indiscriminately. Looked at it.

"Hell!" Fan took a sip.

"You are a ghost!" Li Hongcheng, the king of the king who was locked in the room, shouted: "I don't hurry to get me out!"

Fan Xian looked at him and he was really pitiful. He couldn’t help but sigh. He just sighed in one breath and laughed again. Ruan said: "Wang Ye forbid your feet, how can I catch you?"

"You plead with the old man!" Li Hongcheng is about to be mad, and at this time, I finally saw a guy who is not afraid of the father, and willing to miss it. Ruan said: "You kid, there is no conscience? You yin me black, spray me with foul words, I have recognized... But I have been shut down for so long, you have no sympathy? I thought you were at the beginning When I first entered Kyoto, I was bad for you? The brothel took you there, the girl let you bubble..."

Fan leisurely blocked his ears, listening to Li Hongcheng's screaming, knowing that this guy was too miserable, and said with a smile: "Wang Yeguan is also for you. Otherwise, if you go out and the two brothers toss, toss to the end It doesn't matter if there is anything good to end."

"Death is dead!" Li Hongcheng sneered: "It is better than being killed alive."

Fan has taken a few steps back. Looking at the pattern of the yard, I couldn’t help but scream and say, "Day Master... No, you have been locked in this yard... Is it closed for a year?"

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Li Hongcheng stunned and said: "It is not crazy early, but it is just not allowed to leave the government. Although it is all prisoners, the palace is always bigger."

Fan leisurely licked his nose and nodded and said: "The palace is a prisoner. The heart is not free. The world has a sentence, and there is a philosophy."

Li Hongcheng lamented: "You don't irritate me when you are a kid... I used to listen to the drama in the palace. It is also good. As a result, when your boy returns to Beijing, he is assassinated and killed. The old man of my family does not say anything. Immediately shut me back to the small courtyard, you said who I am recruiting?"

Fan Xian looked at Hong Cheng’s poor appearance through the door. My heart is also inevitably sympathetic and apologetic. Of course, he knows why Jing Wangfu is doing this. It’s not that Jing Wangye doesn’t want his son to blend into those things. When he returns to Beijing, he will fight against the two emperors. Li Hongcheng was also tied to the second emperor, who knows how he will deal with him.

"Get it." Fan looked around and saw no one, whispered: "I will get you out and take you to the happy, but you can promise me, don't go see those guys."

Li Hongcheng was overjoyed and nodded. He only nodded. He just said: "You can't break this lock. If you want to escape, I don't know if I will go out."

Fan took a key from the belt and ridiculed: "Don't forget, I came out of the supervision."

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The big copper lock was opened and it was closed in the small courtyard. He did not see the eternal Wang Shizi Li Hongcheng. He finally saw the sky. He strode out and looked at the open environment and took a deep breath. Tone, a heavy shot of the shoulders of Fan Fei: "Count your kid is still reading the old feelings."

In fact, such a big move, the people in the Wangfuli will not know where, but the principal is a small fan, and the one who saves is his own family, no one dares to stop.

At this time, suddenly a clear and bright, some anxious, some fearful sounds sounded.

"Brother! How do you run out of yourself?" A little noble lady wearing an apricot red roar is standing in the lower left of the stone steps. The little face is anxiously red: "Beware of killing you."

Fan Yi looked back and looked at the lady. I saw that the lady was still a soft and docile appearance. It was just a few more beautiful and graceful in the eyebrows. He couldn’t help but be surprised. I haven't seen it for a year. How did Xiao Loli become such a pure and lovely girl?

The lady also saw Fan’s face, was shocked, and covered her lips. After the surprise in her eyes, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately gave birth to a mist of water, sobbing.

Fan Xianxin’s fear, to say that this Kyoto is most afraid of the land, in addition to the emperor Laozi in the palace, is the little girl who is deeply rooted in her own feelings. I remember that when the girl was young, she was wrapped around every day. By myself, fortunately, the dust has already settled. I am her... my brother, he has relaxed a lot in his heart, but today I can see the girl’s sad appearance, and my heart feels a little unsmooth.

The girl’s family finally calmed her mind and went to Fan Wei’s slight blessing. She said in a mosquito-like voice: “I have seen my brother.”

Listening to the words of my brother, Fan Xian took a breath of cold, and thought that he came again, but he came again, but there is no way to use it. He said in his calm and awkward tone: "I have seen Soft Jia sister."

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