Journey To the World of Film and Television

Three days later, the eldest princess quietly moved out of the palace and returned to her fief Xinyang.

As for the conflicts and struggles in the royal family because of this matter, and what Fan Xian and Chen Pingping did behind the scenes, it was not within the scope of Zhou Ji's consideration.

It wasn't until Fan Xian came to him one day with two jugs of wine that he knew that the matter had been settled and it was over.

Because of Lin Gong's death, Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er's marriage has also been delayed again and again. It was originally planned to get married in the next month, but such troubles broke out halfway.

Immediately after the eldest princess left Beijing, Emperor Qing summoned him into the palace and awarded him a lot of rewards. The biggest reward was to change him from the eighth-rank Xielu Lang to the fifth-rank Honglu Temple Shaoqing, who was responsible for escorting Xiao En to the palace. Bei Qi exchanged matters about Yan Bingyun.

"Are you saying that His Majesty is taking revenge on me?" Fan Xian could drink quite well, so he brought all spirits with him, and sat at the desk like a magpie's nest, flipping through the scattered blueprints on the table. "I went to the city gate to see him off in the morning, and Li Yunrui told me that he had left me a gift, but at noon, I was called to the palace to have a Hongmen banquet."

"Li Yunrui is also his sister in name, after all, you forced someone out of the capital, so why don't you stop him before you let him go?" Zhou Ji picked up the jug and sniffed it, then frowned, and pushed it to the side. "How's the food in the palace?"

Fan Xian curled his lips, and said disdainfully, "That's it, four dishes of side dishes, one bowl of rice, the prince and the second prince sitting next to him, and His Majesty sitting in front, it's hard to swallow."

After speaking, he took out a map outside the northern border from the messy drawings, handed it to Zhou Ji and said, "Don't you just want to find this one? Why is it so troublesome?"

"After all, this is Kyoto, the site of the Inspection Institute. I have to get some other maps to confuse people, so as not to be peeped out." Zhou Ji took the map and glanced at it, then stuffed it back into the pile of papers, "The crust of the earth these years The board has changed a lot, even with the road map you found for me, I have to compare the customs and customs outside the region and make sufficient preparations before I dare to set off."

Zhou Ji smiled wryly and said: "Exploring the polar regions is not easy, there is no big mistake if you are careful."

There is still almost a month before the opening of the array map, Zhou Ji did not set off in a hurry, but deliberately waited until the next time travel opened before going to the temple.

In this way, even if you encounter any danger in the polar region, you can leave this world at any time to ensure your own safety.

"That's right, even if you live here, even if you don't do anything, there will be countless pairs of eyes staring at you intentionally or unintentionally. Even if you buy some supplies, they will be deliberately interpreted." Fan Xian looked at Zhou Ji meaningfully, faintly He said, "In comparison, the Fan Mansion is much safer."

"Heh~" Zhou Ji raised his middle finger at Fan Xian, and said contemptuously, "You're putting on airs, you don't mean what you say."

Fan Xian's little thought was punctured by Zhou Ji, and he didn't feel embarrassed. He curled his lips and said, "Tell you, I will arrange a blind date for my sister later. There are countless talents in Kyoto, and she will definitely like it."

You want to push your sister to me that much?

Zhou Ji couldn't laugh or cry, but he understood a little bit.

As a person of modern thinking, even though Fan Xian has integrated into this era, he still has some concerns about the status of men and women.

In feudal dynasties, it was common for men to have three wives and four concubines, even if they respected each other as guests, things like maids and concubines were indispensable.

The biggest difference between Fan Xian in this world and Fan Dapao in the original work is his devotion. He may flirt with girls unintentionally, but he can definitely stick to his principles at critical moments.

He has known Zhou Ji for nearly half a year, and he thinks Zhou Ji is also such a person.

Looking at Fan Xian who was quite upset, Zhou Ji smiled wryly and shook his head, took out a list of supplies that had been written already from his sleeve, and handed it over.

"This time I am going to Northern Qi, I will go with you."

Fan Xian took the list, looked at the various materials marked on it, his expression slowly froze, he didn't look up, and his tone became a little low, "Are you sure you want to go?"

Zhou Ji sighed softly, and said quietly: "Send you to the capital of Northern Qi, and I will go north around the city and go to the temple."

"Forget it, since you have already decided, then I have no choice but to respect your idea." Fan Xian put away the list and said in a deep voice, "I will purchase these materials in the name of Fan's House, and let Aunt Liu deliver them, so that it will be easy to hide the eyes of others."

Zhou Ji took a wine jar and threw it to Fan Xian, and took another jar himself, and pushed aside the mud seal. The strong smell of alcohol rushed to his face, and he felt dizzy just by smelling it.

"please."

Zhou Ji was not good at drinking, maybe it was because Bai Zhantang could drink well when he passed through the martial arts, so after his return, he became addicted to vegetables and could only drink some low-alcohol fruit wine to satisfy his cravings.

The long-lost drunkenness made him feel a little dazed for a moment, and he seemed to see a vague figure staring at him while lying on his back on the table.

The hair hangs down, brushing across his cheeks, fragrant and itchy, as if stirring in his heart.

Zhou Ji subconsciously stretched out his hand to push away, the image of the person was frightened and ran away quickly, but he was so drunk that he fell asleep until dawn the next day.

I don't know when Fan Xian left. When Zhou Ji woke up, he was still lying on the desk, his clothes intact, and the scattered drawings were sorted one by one, and neatly placed on the coffee table not far away.

"Tsk~ I've already said that it's used to confuse people, why did you code it up for me again?" Zhou Ji tapped his forehead while complaining to Fan Xian, flipping through the blueprints, his gaze fell on one of the maps outside the domain up, pursing his lips.

On the other hand, the aftermath of the eldest princess colluding with Northern Qi is far from over.

As the saying goes: Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?

Not long after Li Yunrui left, Guo Youzhi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was taken away by the Ministry of Punishment for the crime of colluding with the harem and forming a party for personal gain. Almost all his family property was seized, leaving Guo Baokun alone, suffering a catastrophe and walking down the street in despair.

In the past, friends scattered like birds and beasts, and the literati who once fawned on him also avoided him as if they had seen the plague god.

These days, Guo Baokun begged almost everyone, even Fan Xian, whom he hated the most, begged hard, and even abandoned his self-esteem and knelt down to apologize.

However, no one wants to help him, and no one can help him.

why don't you help me If it wasn't for you, how could my Guo family have fallen to this point?

Guo Baokun, who was caught in a demon, hated him more and more, and blamed all his faults on Fan Xian. For a moment, the evil was on the verge of courage, and the idea of ​​paying for revenge arose.

That's right! It was all because of Fan Xian. If it wasn't for Fan Xian, none of this would have happened.

All the grievances and grievances of the past came to mind, Guo Baokun murmured, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, and a firm light condensed.

Fan Xian! One day, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!

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(I have also read all the suggestions of fellow Taoists. Si Teng and Zuo son-in-law are very vocal. In addition, I don’t dare to touch the theme of Fujian for the time being. I’m afraid I can’t help but pick up private goods.)

(The son-in-law has been thinking about it, but it can’t be written immediately after celebrating more than a year. Wubi decided to write about Si Teng first, and then write about the son-in-law.)

(In addition, tickets can't be stopped... The new book is a double push test of the webpage and app. The ranking on the webpage is okay, but it is still a head behind those monsters on the app. Please support me a lot. Thank you Wubi.)