Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The emperor sitting high above the dragon chair looked at the performances of the courtiers below. The lips showed a faint smile, and waved his hand to let Xin Qiwu retreat. He whispered: "Do you think that it is more appropriate? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." The courtiers were all in the same place, and the tail was dragged to the old, too much to show respect.

The proposed fan was freed to make Qin Heng, a confessor of the Privy Council in Beiqi, and looked at it with some surprises. He quickly turned his eyes back. At this time, the ministers agreed that Fan is not suitable for making an envoy, and it is estimated that his Majesty will change his mind.

"Hey, it’s a bit different from the views of the families."

The temple immediately became quiet, only listening to the light voice of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty echoing in the palace: "The so-called holy is not a weapon, the vanity of the day before the palace, the monarchs must remember clearly, although it is a writer, However, there have been brave squadrons who are assassins, so good, and they can always mix in the quiet doors of Taichang Temple and Taiyuan."

When I heard this, all the talents knew that the Emperor’s Majesty had already had an idea, but he did not understand why he had to let Fan go to the North.

The emperor glanced at the group of ministers and continued to say: "There is not enough experience, so it is necessary to add more experience. If you look at Fan Xianxing, this errand will be handed over to him."

If the emperor says, then it must be done.

The ministers did not dare to say anything, but Lin Ruoxi and Fan Jian’s faces were a little bit more worried. They would not deliberately hide this. As a human being, it is natural to have this reaction. To pretend to be elated, my emperor is wise. Instead, it will make your Majesty and the ministers look down.

"Fan Jian." The emperor looked at the assistant minister and frowned slightly.

"Chen is here."

Fan Jian heard his name, a slight shock, and quickly went out.

The emperor whispered: "I want your son to take this errand. Do you have any thoughts?"

Fan Jian was a little silent, and immediately woke up and smiled: "Chen dare not have an idea."

"Don't you dare or not?"

"I don't dare."

"What do you think if you dare?"

Outside the palace, the wind and snow are mixed, and the temple is as warm as spring, but because of her conversations between the monarch and the minister, it is generally awkward. Officials who have made good contacts with Fan Jian can't help but rush. I am thinking about the Nannan Bo, why today’s temple is so chaotic.

After a while, I only heard Fan Jian whispering the words of His Majesty: "The court and the dog have been separated for 16 years. Now it is only a few months, then they have to be separated, and some can't help it."

This can't bear the word gently echoing in the palace. I don't know who will fall into the ear.

The emperor smiled slightly. I know that the other person is talking to myself, but this partner who grew up all the way, actually does not understand the true intention of sending him to the North Qi. It seems that only Chen Pingping knows himself best.

"However, in a few months, in the middle of spring, back in the early autumn, what can't you bear?"

The emperor did not wait for Fan Jian to speak again. Smiling and waving his hand, he declared the purpose: "The family's book is old and sick. When he has been recuperating for a long time, he has expressed his condolences. The head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Fan Jian, has made up the post of Shangshu."

There was no dissent in the courtiers. Fan Jian had already covered the sky in the household, but he had never been righted up. Some of the big officials with bad stomachs couldn’t help but feel that they were helping the family’s Liu’s righteousness. Just help him up, if the assistant minister knows this, will it be said that Liu will be right now many years ago?

Of course, the public officials thought that this is the first hand compensation for the former Qi Fan.

Fan Jian knew that there was no possibility of returning to this place. His face was quiet and he was beheaded with thanks. The emperor turned to Lin Ruoxi, and smiled and said: "The prime minister, let the new marriage, and then let Fan Xianzhi go out, what do you want to say?"

The prime minister Lin Ruoxi smiled and presented a ceremony. The monarchy of the Qing Dynasty seemed to be harmonious. However, in fact, the authority of the monarchy was strict. No one dared to try to extract it. Previously, he was somewhat puzzled by Fan Jian’s actions. When asked about his own head, he naturally did not dare to have two words, calmly responded: "Fan leisure is the tempering and tempering."

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After the meeting, the emperor’s mood seemed to be better, and he drove back to the harem. The ministers went straight to the high palace wall and went to Fan Jiandao to congratulate him on his appointment as the head of the family department. From then on, he can clearly grasp the wealth of the country.

Guo Lizhi, a rite of the rites of the rites, said: "Fan Daren, from now on, the old man’s silver is taken from your hand, but it’s too bad."

Fan Jianhe smiled and shook his head: "Guo Daren loves to say awkward words." Fan has quieted Guo Baokun several times, but above the hall, between the two adults, it seems like a good thing.

Walking outside, Lin Ruoyi coughed softly and walked forward. The ministers bowed to the prime minister, knowing that he must have something to talk to his family, so he spread it. Lin Ruo whispered softly: "Fan Daren, why did you insist that Fan Fan go out to make North Qi?"

The two are now in a family relationship, and there is less natural imaginary. Fan Jian smiled bitterly: "The lower official does not know, maybe... really wants the dog to grind it?" He said this, but he knew, It must have been the **** scorpion doing something behind the back, but after thinking about it, Fan Xian temporarily left Beijing, opened the prince and the second prince's draw, and waited until the big emperor led the army back to Beijing to see it, or it was a good choice.

Lin Ruoxi seems to have thought of this at the same time, but he has a deeper layer of doubts. It seems that His Majesty seems to be concerned too much about his "love". Is it really because of the morning child?

The prime minister shook his head and smiled and said to his relatives: "Dabao has been on the mountain recently, and he is annoying."

“Where?” Fan Jian said with a smile: “It’s all family. After another month, when the spring blossoms, the mission of Beiqi will leave Beijing. I will let my nephew often return to the government. Look."

"Yeah, these days, Dabao is not in the government, and often feels in the middle of the house." Lin Ruoxi feels a little. I sighed, "If Fan Daren is free, he may come to my house and move around."

"I have a life, do you dare not?" Fan Jian smiled.

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It is also a secluded and uninhabited place, and it is also two carriages. It is also the half-old and old conspiracy who stood in the air for more than ten years. They still hide in their own carriages.

"I said, I don't want him to be related to the Supervisory Academy!" Fan Jian, who had just been promoted to the Ministry of the House, did not seem to have any joy at all. It was extremely cold.

Chen Pingping, in the opposite carriage, smiled twice with a low voice. Said: "The North Qi, and I have nothing to do with the broken yard."

Fan Jian couldn't help but pick up the side curtain of the carriage. Cold voice: "It doesn't matter? Don't think that I don't know what you want to do. Shawn is in your hands now, you want to kill and kill, why bother let him go to fight this reputation? Shawn What kind of person, you and I should be clear."

"I have not forgotten, you also have some strength in the hands of the fart, I believe that even in the yard there are people of you." Chen Pingping still smiled low, there seems to be a very hazy taste in the laughter.

"You and I will meet privately, I am afraid that you will not like it. As for Sean. It doesn't matter if you kill it. I squeezed him for 20 years. I can't leave anything. And the young emperor of Beiqi doesn't have to have our master." This kind of sea chest. Dare to use the former Wei’s secret spy leader, but also another. As for Fan’s trip to Beiqi, it’s really the meaning of the emperor. Fan Daren also knows if the child stays in Beijing. Every day, I was dragged by the Prince and the Second Emperor. I am afraid I will cause great trouble in the future."

Fan Jian was quiet at once, knowing that this is a very fatal problem, and absolutely cannot allow Fan to participate in the battle for the royal family to compete for inheritance. He put down the side curtains of the car wall and closed his eyes on the cushions. He still couldn’t rest assured that the children he had been caring for for more than a decade had any relationship with the terrorist institutions.

Seemingly guessing what he was thinking, Chen Pingping said coldly: "Since your Majesty has agreed to this arrangement, you can rest assured."

No one saw Fan Jian’s lips sneer, and he said faintly: “How do you cooperate with him in your hospital?”

"Nature people take over."

"Don't send some mediocrity!"

Chen Pingping smiled and said: "Maybe you should also make some effort. You must know that the last time Dongyicheng sent people to the palace to assassinate the princess of the princess, Ye Zhong has always been suspicious of doing it in the courtyard, and the wind is now also passed to Xinyang, so I am a little inconvenient here."

Fan Jian’s heart was slightly moved.

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Above the Cangshan Mountain, the snow is deep, and there is a white mist rising in the hot springs. The red-crowned cranes that keep dancing don’t know where to go. Fan took a detailed look at the letter sent by his father and Wang Qi-nian, and then smashed it with his hand and smashed it into a powder. He threw it out the window.

The snow outside the window is very beautiful. Dabao and Fan Sizhen are making snowmen. A big fat man and a little fat man are arguing all the time. Only at this time, Fan Sizhen will show the normal appearance of some children, instead of being like a sour Mr. Accountant.

Fan Xian smiled a little and thought that these days were difficult, but the inauguration bookstore in Jingli still sent people to send the accounts into the mountains. The seven-leaf shopkeeper was really very loyal to his duties. The business of the bookstore is now surprisingly good. Several branches in Beijing have also firmly established their footholds because of the introduction of the "Semi-leisure Zhai Poetry", and several sub-districts in the neighboring counties have begun to return.

Fan Sizhen counted the accounts last night. After seeing the net of the 23,000 yuan, the eyes were a little red, and they persuaded themselves to quickly release the last ten copies of the stone. Fan Xian will not promise him. This poetry has caused so many things. If people know that the stone is also written by their own, who knows what will happen.

The princess returned to Xinyang, but she still has her power in the DPRK. The key is that she does not know the same spirit with her. Is it the Prince, or the second emperor who has never seen him before?

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