Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The road is safe, the team is on the official road, but only occasionally can find the traces of Hu’s escaping. Whenever this time, Fan will get off the train to see the film, and then the two intelligence officers under it will carefully collect each Kind of information.

This stopped and walked, but it took only six days to reach the most remote state of the Daqing Dynasty, the most short-lived state city, Qingzhou.

The imagination of Qingzhou and Fan Xian is very different. Before coming here, he had carefully reviewed the information in the courtyard, and even asked the great emperor to ask about the specific situation of the western line. He thought that Qingzhou was just a relatively ruined border town, more like a heavily guarded military camp. However, I did not expect that my own group of people entered the city, but found that in addition to the sergeants walking back and forth throughout the state, the most ... was actually a businessman.

A businessman like Fan Xian, who hurriedly walked through the few remaining streets in Qingzhou, was anxious to exchange the documents for the customs clearance, shouting at the coolies, and carefully staring at the goods that he brought to the border. All this makes the whole Qingzhou less a bit of iron and blood, and there are countless rich and rich tastes of money, which is particularly troublesome.

Fan Xianben thought that the imperial court set up a state here, mainly because of its symbolic meaning. Qingzhou City must be particularly small, especially boring, but I really didn't think that there was a feeling of small Suzhou here. He sat on the rut and smiled at the scene in front of him, not knowing how to speak.

To put it bluntly, Qingzhou's deformed prosperity and fan leisure are still inseparable. In the small state towns, most of the brave businessmen who are busy entering the grassland are from Jiangnan. The Qing court has always prohibited the trade with Hu people, and three years ago. Fan leisurely squats into the shackles, loose the rules under the dark.

Salt and iron grain, of course, is strictly forbidden to sell to Hu people, but what are the luxury goods such as jewellery, perfume and spirits sold to Hu people? On the one hand, it can bring unrelenting income to the domestic library, because the Hu people tribe has mastered more than 90% of the wealth of the royal family. These things are very welcome. Second, it is convenient to dispatch nails to the grassland.

Fan Xian’s year was fancy this, but he did not come to Qingzhou personally. He really did not know his own thoughts and actually let Qingzhou City in just a few years. The development is so fast. It has exceeded my imagination.

It seems that with some small things that are not particularly valuable, you can earn the raw materials of the gems of the Hu people. The good horses, the blankets, and the profits of the land really make the merchants of the Qing State excited to the extreme, and are willing to risk the two sides constantly fighting. Danger, go deep into the grassland traders.

Marx’s words are really good. Fan Xian thinks like this. There is also a set in my heart. Since there are so many peers to cover, the grassland should still go.

The Qingfang military stationed in Qingzhou, the inspection of these merchants is particularly strict, even if those firms vigorously voted for the officers in the arms. However, there is still no speed to speed up the inspection. Fan Xian and his party waited for a long time at the gate of the city, but it was difficult to move forward.

The sun in the autumn grassland hangs in the air, blazing, although it does not bring too much heat to the merchant sergeants in the city. But this kind of brightness makes people's emotions start to get irritated.

After all, Qingzhou is too special. It is a strange state city composed of military and traders. The emotions of the soldiers are irritating. The attitude towards those businessmen is much worse, and the emotions of the merchants are equally irritating, but they still have to bow their heads and lose their smiles.

The soldiers of the West Camp still do not understand until today. Why did the court agree to let these profitable and fat **** pass through Qingzhou and enter the grasslands to please the enemy of the Hu people who are not in the sky. They are carrying documents, and the net dedication is cursed in the heart, and hopes that those who make money and do not want to face, it is best to die on the grassland, die under the arrows of the Huren, and again Don't come back.

In addition to the inspections, there were several officials of the inspectorate wearing black official uniforms, sitting next to the officers and supervising the inspection of goods. Fan Xian gave Mu Fenger a look, and Mu Feng immediately understood the meaning of the adults, and began to prepare to secretly contact these four colleagues.

After everything was arranged, Fan was impatient and continued to be in the middle of the team. He jumped off the rut, took the dust under his hips, led a subordinate who was dressed as a servant, and went to Qingzhou.

He pulled open his collar and looked up at the sky and shrank into a small round of blazing white sun. He felt irritated in his heart, and there was no sweat in his partial life.

At this time, the gate of Qingzhou City, which was not far behind him, was suddenly opened. A series of rushing and tidy hooves sounded at the gate of the city, alarming the long marching team waiting for inspection.

Everyone looked curiously at the gate of the city. I don't know which unit was on duty. At this time, the troops returning to the city should have not returned yesterday, and went to the rabbit on the grassland.

Playing the rabbit is a slang, and the so-called grassy valley of the Hu people is a meaning. Qing Guo and Xi Hu’s mutual stabbing are relying on this kind of sweeping and anti-sweeping to maintain their **** enmity. It’s just that the Qing army is strong, but the troops who dare to go out into the city in the middle of the night still seem courageous.

Fan Xian also heard the sound of the hooves of the urgency, and took his eyes back from the sky and looked at the gate.

I don't know if the sun is too blazing in the sky, leaving a blazing trace on his retina, when he looks at the cavalry with the dust and dust on the team at the gate, especially

When the soldier was at the forefront of the army, he saw that he saw a sun.

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Leading the cavalry bravely attacked the generals of the grassland in the night, the body is not tall, but in the shadow of the armor, it seems a little thin, but Fan feels that the other side is full of brilliance.

Especially her eyes are like the eyes of the mountains.

The eyes are still so bright, and there is no variegated light, like jade, reflecting the sun. But her eyebrows wrinkled and seemed to have more thoughts than many years ago. The armor on her body was stained with blood, and the horse under her body was very tired. It seemed that she had experienced a real fight last night.

Seems to be stung by those clean eyes, Fan leisure closed his eyes, bowed his head, hoping that the other party did not find himself, but there was some strange feeling in his heart. This scene seems to prove this kind of time. It's not just an absolute one-way move.

five years ago. Fan Xian came to Kyoto from the state, and outside the gate of the city, he saw this girl with a long eye and a jade. Only when she called her little master, she wore a light-colored skirt. Wearing a playful white buckskin hat. And today's girl, wearing a dusty outfit, is a sigh of relief.

Time has changed a lot of people and changed a lot of people. It seems that they only have their names.

Fan Xian lowered his head deeply. Cover your body shape by the subordinate body. Ye Linger riding on the horse was obviously tired, and did not notice that the merchants on the street had their own old acquaintances. And those merchants found that the cavalry leader was Ye Linger. I also recovered my gaze.

These merchants who have traveled to Qingzhou for many years have become accustomed to this scene. Since Miss Ye Jia led the city, whether it is night or night, she always kills some Hu talents and returns to the city.

Two years have passed since the Kyoto rebellion, and the emperor has fallen in love with Ye Jiazhong. Special purpose. The usurpation of the name of Ye Linger Wang Yu, in fact, is the silence that this girl can be remarried.

In the old site of Dingzhou Military Land, all the sergeants. They are still used to saying that the girl who came home is Miss Ye, and no one is used to calling her Wang Hao. Ye Linger has always claimed to be Wang Hao. Just a year ago, I took a knife and forced Li Hongcheng to send her to Qingzhou.

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Fan leisure looked at the thin back of the gradual and far-reaching, silent. Ye Linger's life in Dingzhou Qingzhou in the past two years, he is very clear, he understands why Ye Linger insists on being a self-resident. Why Ye Linger will be in armor.

Maybe only on the grasslands. Only when she waved her sword, she would forget those unpleasant pasts. The environment of the grasslands. The career of iron and blood is indeed the best way to make one strong.

The young lady of the Privy Council is the daughter of the people of the Qing Dynasty. Actually, he will face the enemy in front of the most dangerous side. This is probably a scene that has never been seen in history. But because of this drama, Ye Linger is now harvesting. It is no longer just a sympathetic vision and rumors, but respect and fear.

Fan Xian is not worried about the safety of Ye Linger, because Li Hongcheng’s kid will definitely not let Ye Linger fall into a dead zone. The people on both sides of the border have a natural awe of Ye Family, and Ye Linger’s territory is a cavalry. It must also be the elite of the Qingjun elite.

Ye Linger has seven strengths, which is enough to protect himself. The most important thing is that this path of forgotten is Ye Linger's own choice. Fan Xian is extremely respectful of this.

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Very hard to exchange for the documents of the customs, was stunned by the Qingzhou military, reprimanded, and was intimidated by the innocence of the dangers of the Hu people on the grassland, looked helplessly, and finally did Properly handled the procedure.

The goods are concentrated in the priests of Qingzhou. When they leave the city and enter the grassland, they will pick them up with the roads in their hands. This is also because some people will secretly work again after checking the goods.

With such a thing, no matter which side is closed, it is quite embarrassing, and even some officers will enter some small shares. However, the Dingzhou Grand General has an eye on this matter, closing one eye, and Qingzhou is alone on the edge of the grassland. Life is unbearable. If there are no foreigners, there are officers who are willing to stay here for many years.

When the night fan was a group of people, they took a break in a big shop. The whole room was stinky, and the partiality was night. The fan leisurely fell to the wall with the "privilege", although it was the coldest. But it is also the quietest.

Mu Fenger lay beside him, and sinned softly, Fan Xiao smiled and said nothing. In the eyes of everyone, he is a **** of heaven, but few people know how he had suffered in these two lives. The bitterness, when it comes to hardship, everyone will underestimate him.

The night was getting deeper. There were a few slight changes in the window outside the Datong shop. The Mu Feng, who had not slept, immediately woke up and was ready to inform Xiao Fan, but when he turned his face, he saw Fan’s bright and calm eyes. Oh, there is light in the night.

Like a wolf.

The two quietly got up and met with the officials of the Supervisory Academy. It was the smart man who secretly sent a knife to Kyoto. In a dark corner, Fan quietly whispered and asked the official: "How many knives are there?"

"On this one

After one, the next day I found that the two were gone. ”

Fan Xian’s heart was cold and asked: “Will?”

The official knew what he meant. Shaking his head said: "Not the West big revenue. These trophies are inconspicuous, are piled up in the warehouse, no one pays attention, as for the two knives... It should have been stolen, but who steals, I don't know. ""

"You didn't stare that night?" Fan stared at the official's eyes.

The official looked up and whispered back: "Staring all night. But nothing was found..." He paused and said: "If someone can steal the knife in front of me, it must be a master."

Do not know why. Fan Xian is very convinced that this subordinate's confident judgment, smiled and asked: "How high?"

"There are nine products so high." The subordinate answered very cute.

After a few conversations, Liao Liao found that he liked the four officials who did not know the name, but did not know where the likes came from. He glanced at the official with a glance and said nothing. Secretly thinking, the nine people of the world are famous people with famous names, this side of Qingzhou. How come a nine product?

I liked it, but the scorpion under Fan Li’s eyes was cold. His fingers were slightly bent and ready to shoot the official in front of him.

"The last question, why are you so caring for this knife?"

The knife that broke the ground in the carriage, the style is very ordinary, if it is not Fan leisure is very familiar with the material used in the blade, and will not find the hidden danger between them.

The four officials did not feel the killing of Fan’s leisure. Very kindly said: "Adult, the next official... is a member of the Kainian team."

The official kneeled down on one knee. Put a thing on your hands. Fan took over the thing, slowly stroked in the palm of his hand, and his heart was empty. Yes. This is the most loyal subordinate token of his own, but it exists for this official. I really don't know anything about it.

But he confirmed the identity of the other party, no longer doubted anything, nodded.

The official stood up and whispered: "The following is the personal selection of Wang Daren. I just haven't stood up. In the past few years, I have been in the three major squares. I was transferred to Qingzhou at the beginning of this year. It’s a bit weird to think of the knife. Because this knife embryo should be a kind of steel from the Bundafang... In the past years, the weapons produced by the library may have been lost on the battlefield, but this kind of knife is not equipped with the military. The subordinates felt that the situation was urgent, so I would inform the adults quickly."

Fan nodded and took a deep breath, knowing that his good fortune is still continuing, but he did not know who the nine masters who stole two knives. He secretly inferred that if the man was his own enemy, I was afraid that the court had already been full of attacks against his treason. Since the interior of the court is quiet, it means that the person who steals the knife wants to cover it for himself.

"It turns out that you are the one that Pharaoh personally picked." In the darkness, Fan Xiao smiled, but could not see his smile a little distorted. "No wonder talking like this... interesting."

Fan Xian said again: "With regard to the name of Songzhi Xianling, what results have you found in the investigation?"

The official stood up and said seriously: "The Hu Renwang account has actually had a few more outsiders in the past two years, but there is no such thing as Song Zhixian. There is no clue."

"Yeah." Fan said: "I have already asked the two to check the name. You are waiting here. Once there is news, I will send someone to the grassland to inform me."

"Is the adult going to the grassland?"

"I am going to find someone who steals a knife." Fan’s voice was very cold, and the sound was soft. He patted the official’s shoulder and said, “This time it’s done very well. After checking the case, you are back. Beijing will help me."

“Xie Daren promoted...” The official was overjoyed, and he succumbed to his voice, but he couldn’t help but feel joy: “I haven’t seen Wang Daren for two years, and I don’t know if his old man is good now.”

Regarding the whereabouts of Wang Qinian, Fan Xian never said to the officials in the hospital, including Yan Bingyun and others, that they thought that the old king’s head went to perform the secret mission of the Tito adults. No one doubted anything, and the external supervisory officials I don’t know anything.

Hearing this sentence, Fan is silent and silent, thinking in his heart, Wang Qiian, the old bastard, everyone is gone, but still helping himself, how can Laozi not want him?

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