Before entering the Master Fan Mansion, Xu Le spent dozens of days observing and listening, from camouflage to a series of details of the problem, he made extremely adequate preparations, details determine everything, and details seem to determine that he entered so easily.

Although he had done so many preparatory actions, he still did not have the slightest confidence. Because this white courtyard is unknown in the Federation, it is too important to the empire, and the taste of history is too strong, the bracelet that he began to contact when he was a teenager, and the story in the twilight of Miyagi, made him especially wary of this place.

Because of this kind of psychological preparation, even if there was an electromagnetic cannon hidden behind the black cloth, or dozens of stealth mecha with a modern technology level suddenly popping out of the sky, he might not be surprised............ However, the scene in front of him really shocked him beyond words, and his body stiffened.

The history of both the Federation and the Empire is written by the pen and the gun, and the man with the cold metal gun in his hand is in his hand, but the man with the muzzle of the gun is pointed asks Schiller's novel lightly.

It's about the novel, about the pen, about the text, and the atmosphere at this time is very different, like a troubadour suddenly appearing on a bloody battlefield, either pretending to be forced, or **.

"I've read quite a few of Schiller's novels, but I don't have much of a literary opinion. ”

Xu Le's steps were soft and silent, his face took two steps forward, the muzzle of the gun was against the back of the man's head, and the strange mood made him subconsciously lower his voice and replied.

The middle-aged man was wearing a very ordinary light coat, with a long hem that covered his legs and knees, and the room was heated like spring, so he didn't have to be afraid of the cold.

He didn't seem to feel the coldness of the metal pistol behind his head, scratched his head, put down his pen, turned his head and frowned, and said, "Reckless men like you who can only fight, of course you haven't studied any comparative literature or genre literature, my question is really a bit redundant, but since you have read a lot, hurry up and memorize a few articles for me." There are still problems with the collection of information in the Empire, and those stupid soldiers sent by the military department always feel that novels are not serious, and only know how to draw maps, and there are still several early novel scripts of Schiller that have not been collected. ”

Xu Le looked at the face of the middle-aged man in the empire under the gun, and the fingers on the trigger couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he didn't know why he had a strong impulse, and he wanted to blow this face to pieces.

It's not because this face is too ugly and obscene, or the eyebrows are frivolous like a damn **, but because this face is long...... Beautiful.

Xu Le has seen a lot of beautiful men in his life, the beautiful Magnolia and the gloomy Li Qishao who are like plums in the snow don't need to be mentioned for the time being, Shi Qinghai, who has a fascinated face and dazzling eyes, is his best friend, and he has enough tolerance for a man to give birth to a beautiful face, but at this time, he is still a little unable to suppress the jealousy and desire in his heart.

This imperial man has a gray head and should be not young, but that face is so perfect, perfect and jealous, closer to the category of monsters than Shi Gongzi, it is enough to make all men feel evil and feel that the creator is a bastard.

"Don't shake your fingers. ”

The middle-aged man in the empire tried to remove the barrel of the gun against his eyebrows, but now Xu Le's hand was very tight, and he reluctantly gave up the ding, thought, and said innocently, "I know, many male animals look at my face, and have the urge to destroy it. But it's not about me, it's my parents, it's more about the biomarkers inherited from an ancestor. ”

He continued, "The greatest tragedy in the world is to destroy beautiful things and show the process to others, and I admit that my face is the source of countless tragedies." ”

Xu Le's finger joints holding the gun were slightly white, and the mysterious imperial man in front of him was not only so beautiful that he was against the sky, but also nagging and narcissistic to a certain point?

"Who are you?" he knew that his question was too dramatic to be powerful, but it was indeed the question he was most nervous about at the moment.

"This is the Grand Doctor's House. The Imperial Man looked at him with a smile, his bright eyes were unusually charming, and even the few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes had an indescribable taste.

"So?" Xu Le's thick eyebrows raised slightly.

"So...... I'm naturally a master. ”

According to the background introduction in the story of Huai Cao's poems, Master Fan is a kind of honorific title, a great honorific title inherited by a certain family for generations, this family who does not know the origin helped the Huai family establish the White Maniac Dynasty, and has been hiding behind the scenes for more than 700 years to support the imperial family's rule over the vast star field, and each master Fan naturally became the teacher of the emperor, so the honorific title of Master Fan gradually became a real position.

This kind of existence must be unaffordable, especially when he knew that the former master Fan taught the brothers Li Pifu and Feng Yu, Xu Le no longer doubted this, he thought that the current master Fan might have three heads and six thigh-thick arms, but he really didn't expect that when he really met, he was still shocked.

"Well, I admit I'm not a guest. Xu Le took a deep breath to calm himself down, his fingers stroking the trigger relaxed but ready to fall at any time, and pressed the muzzle of the gun intimately against the center of the beautiful face, and said in a hoarse voice, "I seem to have to admit that you seem to know that I am coming and have been waiting for me, but the question is, do you know who I am?"

"The whole empire is looking for you. Master Fan replied with a smile, "But except for Your Majesty and Xiao Shi, probably no one knows your true identity, but others don't know, how can I not know?"

"Please try to be as concise as possible. Xu Le's mood gradually calmed down, twisted his lips and pressed the muzzle forward unwaveringly.

Master Fan frowned a little unpleasantly because of this, and then stood up, not at all worried that Xu Le would pull the trigger, waved his hand and said, "You are Nasri's son, then it should be Jian Shui'er's half-brother, according to this relationship, you also have to call me uncle, is it very popular in the Federation to point a gun at your uncle's head and shout to kill?"

"Well, if you don't count from my hard-working sister, from my hard-working father who died even harder at the hands of the old horseman, Nasri and I are brothers, and I am the head disciple...... Well, is there such a cute name on the federal side?"

"Suddenly, a very interesting question, you and my niece are half-siblings, according to federal news reports, you seem to be in a relationship or playing with an affair?

Master Fan looked at Xu Le's eyes seriously, not angry at first, but full of great interest, and said with emotion, "Life is literature, the thunderstorm in Schiller's mid-term script seems to be your story, it's really exciting." ”

Listening to the middle-aged man in front of him talking incessantly, Xu Le suddenly felt that the sounds in the room seemed to be absorbed by the ubiquitous black cloth, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears at all, but those words disappeared into his head, and there were too many plots and substitutes hidden in a few very simple paragraphs, so complicated that his logical brain was a little confused.

"Wait, this matter is a bit too complicated, you have to let me sort it out first," Xu Le stretched out his left hand with a little headache, signaling the other party to pause.

"Oh, the kinship of great families has always been complicated, if you are interested, you can study the history. Master Fan continued excitedly.

Xu Le reluctantly moved the gun in his hand down a few points, blocked his mouth, and said with an extremely serious expression, "Let's start from the beginning, you said that Jian Shui'er has to call you uncle, which means that her mother is your sister or sister?"

According to the Taoist theory, it should be extremely noble and extremely serious, this boil squeezed the beautiful and unusual face, ignoring the cold barrel on his lips, and explained vaguely, "I said it was my sister." ”

"Could it be that your sister is the youngest daughter of the previous master Fan?" Xu Le thought of the story told by Huai Caoshi, and asked a little confusedly, and the barrel of the gun subconsciously moved away.

"She is a young daughter, I am a young son, this relationship is very simple, the former master Fan is my father, and my sister is my father's daughter, isn't it natural?"

"In other words, Jian Shui'er and Huai Caoshi are half-sisters?" Xu Le widened his small eyes and came to an incredible conclusion.

Master Fan looked at him and nodded, spread his hands and said, "Nasri put a very green hat on His Majesty, otherwise why would he go crazy when he saw Jian Shui'er?" But you don't have to worry too much about being too close to Xiao Shi and having a ** plot, she and Jian Shui'er are half-brothers, you and Jian Shui'er are half-siblings, you and Xiao Shi are different fathers and mothers. ”

Xu Le had a headache about the key questions that the other party was concerned about, and asked, "Then you, the current master of the empire, Fan Fan, are Jian Shui'er's uncle and Huai Caoshi's uncle?"

"I have two nieces who are the best in their fields, and my uncle is very proud. ”

Master Fan sighed with satisfaction, waved his arm again, and the light coat on Chang Dong's body floated in the wind, revealing the corners of the ** thighs and underwear.

Xu Le didn't expect that this big man actually had such a strange dressing habit, and the words he wanted to say were blocked in his chest and abdomen, silently thinking about these complicated things, "The mood has an indescribable taste, of course he knows that he is not the son of his uncle, but it seems that the empire insists on thinking so, so these complicated relatives also put him in?"

"I think you can't wait for me to come, just to tell me a story. He squinted his eyes, not looking at the thighs of the middle-aged man in front of him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Actually, I don't know why you guessed that I would be able to escape and enter the Master Fan Mansion." ”

"I heard that Nasri is dead, and you inherit his inheritance, of course you can escape. Master Fan smiled and said, "Decades ago, I remember when I was young, I ordered him as my brother-in-law to find a way to take me to the Federation to play, and he made that little blue light thing.

"Although he was very untrustworthy and did not take me to the Federation, I think that since you have that little blue light thing on you, how can the Empire's surveillance catch you?"

"As for why I guessed you would come to the Master Fan Mansion, the reason is simple. ”

Master Fan completely ignored his pistol, and naturally turned to get the teacup on the table, a thin coat fluttering like a fairy, and his two thighs were shocking.

"If you want to live, or even want to go back, of course you have to find someone to help, but you are isolated in the empire, who can you find?"

Master Fan bare his legs, smiled and said, "We are relatives after all, although we don't move around much on weekdays, but we occasionally have to hang out." ”

Across the long galaxy, one end of the line is in the Federation, and the other is in the Empire, Xu Le thought silently, this relative is really troublesome to move around, and the old guys who have made this kind of kinship are even more troublesome.