Why not go with the flow?

The sky was just dawning, and the first rays of sunlight shone on Chang'an City.

The merchants in the city, all kinds of shops opened and opened their doors, and the women or the men who ran the house would carry a copper basin, which was filled with water, and the women gently poured water into the basin with their hands and sprinkled it on the bluestone streets, so as to suppress the dust, and the men saw the time when there was no one, and all of them were sprinkled out at once.

The sprinkled streets with the rising sun become very sober, and even the air has a hint of sweetness, and the early morning is the happiest moment for the people of Chang'an.

The shops ushered in a new day of business, and the farmers outside the city happily carried their burdens or drove horse-drawn carts to the city.

The wagons and burdens were filled with fresh vegetables, and they went to the morning market to exchange them for other grains or copper coins, which would ensure a bite to eat in the winter or in times of their own crisis.

The morning when they get the copper coins is their happiest moment.

Pedestrians on the road suddenly stopped and looked at the luxurious carriage.

The carriage stopped at the door, and the vegetable farmers who were picking vegetables stopped one after another, looking curiously.

The manor with the big locust tree finally opened the door, this manor once became a haunted house in the mouth of the people, they had never seen anyone living in this manor, and today suddenly a carriage stopped, which naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

Fan Jiuxian jumped down with a big grin, and the accessories on her body jingled, and when this woman got out of the car, she immediately attracted countless strong guys to put down their burdens and look at her stupidly.

And a few uncles also completely ignored the old women around them, looked at them a few more times, and immediately grabbed their ears, and the uncles screamed in pain, so they reluctantly rushed to the city.

The two old men on the other side of the creek naturally came out, and the old man with a broken arm tilted his head to look at the red clothes, thought about it carefully, and immediately rushed to the next door to find his neighbor Old Man He.

The two old men carried two small stools and sat at the door looking at the other side, their faces full of doubt.

"Lao He, who did you say was the woman in red?"

He Huiming, who was half black and half white, thought for a while, and asked in a tone of surprise, "Could it be?"

Old man Chu shook his empty left arm, the two looked at each other, nodded and said, "You should think of the same person as me." ”

"But at this time, why did General Fan call her to Chang'an? Moreover, isn't it rumored that he has never been at odds with his own children?"

He Hanming shook his head, then turned around and picked up the stool, patted his old friend on the shoulder and said as he walked back: "We, now be our rich peasants, plant a few plots of land, and live a good life, are you guilty of the old mistake again." ”

Old man Chu smiled embarrassedly, touched his nose, and then turned around and picked up the stool, and said slowly: "But after all, I have become a neighbor, I still have to take a hand if I can help, and I still have to visit those who should visit." People, in this life, you don't need gold and silver treasures, but only the four words 'human feelings and sophistication' can't escape. ”

Old man Chu said, picked up the small bench with one arm, and the two old men who joined in the fun also went home separately.

......

When Fan Jiuxian arrived, he saw an old man in white clothes, white hair and white beard standing at the door, like a guard.

The woman in red glanced at him, waved her hand, and the people in the carriage immediately carried things towards the courtyard with the gate wide open; there were milk wine, which was a specialty of the Northern Barbarians, and there were also felts made of fine fur from the Northern Barbarians, and even some weapons, scimitars, bows and arrows, and the like. Of course, these things are much heavier than Chang'an's, and the material is also better.

The old man stood aside, silent, like a wronged child, bowed his head, and did not dare to say a word.

When Fan Jiuxian walked in, he followed behind.

Fan Jiuxian looked at the big locust tree, he didn't know what to chew in his mouth, and said vaguely: "This tree is planted in a boxy yard, it's a bit exquisite!"

Fan Yuzhi lowered his head, as if he was very afraid of his precious daughter.

Generally speaking, the order of the parents is only less than the royal order. This has been the case for several dynasties and generations, and in the family, the father is the well-deserved head of the family. But when he arrived at Fan's house, this Fan Yuzhi saw Fan Jiuxian like a mouse seeing a cat.

Back then, Fan Jiuxian was also a gentle and virtuous girl, but she watched her brother and sister being sent out one by one by her father as bargaining chips, and there was no better end, and finally she couldn't help it, tore off her weak disguise, and let her father have such a small courtyard of her own, while she fled from Chang'an far away.

"Didn't your letter say that you were going to die?" Fan Jiuxian didn't even look at his father, and continued: "Why is it okay? I thought you really wanted to go to see the third sister who was married to Shuofeng by you and the sixth brother who died on the battlefield for your exploits! ”

Old man Fan's face was a little gloomy, he lowered his head and didn't say a word, looked at the door and smiled at each other's two old friends who came to support each other, and squeezed his eyebrows at his daughter.

He can put down any face in front of his daughter, but with outsiders coming, he can't stand all the time and be lectured by his daughter.

His face was flushed, and the red spread all the way to the base of his neck.

Fan Jiuxian glanced at him, and then saw the two old men at the door who were smiling and carrying some seasonal vegetables.

Fan Jiuxian recognized these two uncles at a glance, hurriedly put on two smiling faces, and greeted them.

"Uncle He and Uncle Chu are here, hurry up and invite in. ”

As he spoke, he welcomed the two into the hall, and Fan Yuzhi walked to the back with his head down.

In just a few dozen steps, the two of them walked in fear, after all, it was the general of the year who followed behind them.

Fan Jiuxian seemed to have arrived at her own home, she sat in the second place on the left, while the two former ancestors of Chu and He sat on the right.

As soon as Fan Yuzhi entered the hall, he was a little nervous.

The vacant seat is the main seat, if in the future, except for the Holy Emperor, he will dare to sit on it, who is qualified to say more than half a word. But now, his baby daughter has given up that position, and he is a little frightened in his heart.

"Sit down, you're old, it's windy at the door, be careful and your bones will blow away all of a sudden!"

Hearing Fan Jiuxian say this, he walked to the main seat and sat down.

The two old men, He and Chu, glanced at each other, it was not strange, if the father and daughter were reconciled now, it would be called strange.

After all, the withering of the Fan family, which was full of children and grandchildren, was completely caused by this old general, and they had not experienced Fan Jiuxian's experience, nor did they judge anything, but they could understand the current situation.

"Two uncles, you have a heart. Fan Jiuxian thanked the two of them first, and before he entered the door, someone took the vegetables they brought.

"I didn't ...... Not. When He Huiming faced Fan Jiuxian, he actually had the feeling of facing the superior.

"We, you know the situation now, and you can't take out anything good, a little polite, and I hope you don't dislike it. We only have a few acres of fertile land and a few acres of land. Fortunately, the crop is still competitive, and this is the only one that can be taken. ”

Fan Jiuxian smiled slightly and said, "These are the efforts of the two uncles, where can they be considered thin?"

As she spoke, the little maid named Wan'er came in with four bowls, and in them were warm milk wine.

The three of them took a sip at the same time, and Fan Jiuxian squinted his eyes and asked, "Two uncles, how does the milk wine taste in Beiban?"

The one-armed old man Chu was full of praise.

"The first smell of milk is rich, sweet in the mouth, and spicy in the throat. He pursed his lips and said, "This taste, what a 'cool' word!"

Fan Jiuxian waved his hand, and someone immediately brought ten jars of milk wine.

"If the two uncles don't mind, a small return gift is expected to be accepted. The two old men were overjoyed and accepted it with a smile.

Hearing the comments of his former subordinates, Fan Yuzhi wanted to drink, but found a cold gaze staring at him.

"What about you, you're old, don't drink this bowl if you drink it. This milk wine is mellow and strong, suitable for young people, people of your age, drink something mild, don't think about what young people should do for a day. When you are old, you should take a good rest, what should you do, don't jump for a day?, be careful when you break your leg. ”

This was said extremely mercilessly.

Fan Yuzhi could only purse his lips, without saying a word, looking at the half bowl of milk wine, not drinking, not drinking.

Fan Jiuxian saw that he didn't speak, so he stopped talking about him, and talked to the two seniors, Chu and He, as if her father didn't exist at all.

The two of them were also sitting on pins and needles, chatting casually, and then hurried home.

There were only two people left in the hall, and Fan Yuzhi lowered his head, so aggrieved.

"By the way, isn't there a person named He Qian next to you?

Fan Yuzhi whispered, like a child when asked by his parents what he had done wrong.

"He had something to do and went somewhere else. After speaking, he peeked at his daughter.

Fan Jiuxian sneered and said, "I think it's going to make a small move again!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked away.

......

When Fan Jiuxian arrived at the manor outside Chang'an City, he got the news.

He had lunch now and was about to return to the palace, after all, there was an early dynasty tomorrow morning, and he planned to ask the Holy Emperor for marriage with General Fan. This matter is very important, he has to prepare well, he has to prevent any bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods from jumping out to stop it.

So, he should prepare as soon as possible.

Horses are not allowed on the streets of Pingkangfang, even if he is a prince.

However, the eldest prince is still quite low-key, he led two or three followers, out of Pingkangfang, and then went towards Chongrenfang, through Chongrenfang, from the side gate of the palace, Jingfeng Gate into the palace.

Chongrenbo is located next to Pingkangbo, and most of them are residential areas, and most of them are the residences of officials and generals.

He walked through Chongrenfang with a lot of thoughts, and at this moment, a kite landed at his feet, and the eldest prince stopped and picked it up.

"Thank you!"

Before he could straighten up, he heard a crisp voice.

There was a woman in white standing in front of her, who looked a little similar to that woman, and she was stupid for a while.

"Thank you, Childe, can you give me back the kite?" said the girl timidly, and there was a little maid standing beside her.

"Oh!" the eldest prince recovered, and hurriedly handed over the kite.

The eldest prince has slightly gray hair on his temples, and his perennial garrison makes him look manly, and he has the demeanor of a general, but at this time he is actually a little demented.

The girl puffed out her mouth, tilted her head, looked at the eldest prince in a daze, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Wow!" came the sound of the knife coming out of its sheath, and the girl was startled.

The eldest prince immediately reprimanded left and right: "Rude!"

Frightened, the guards immediately put away their knives.

The eldest prince was still amazed why there were such similar people in the world, but there was something important at the moment, so he took a deep breath and said, "Didn't scare the girl, did you?"

The girl shook her head cutely.

Seeing this, the girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she ran into the mansion with a kite.

The eldest prince glanced up and kept the word "Fan Mansion" firmly in his heart.

"Whose mansion is this, find out for me!" the eldest prince immediately commanded as he saw the two of them leave.

......

In the empty hall, the Holy Emperor was contemplating.

He knew everything, which officials made a little move, and he knew very well that those people had become friends.

The most difficult thing in the world is people's hearts, and he was also a little surprised, this Fan Yuzhi would shamelessly call his daughter to Chang'an in order to compete for fame and fortune, and he also admired this old immortal cheek.

This is not the most headache, the biggest headache is that this old guy is going to marry the eldest prince and stretch out his hand to the royal family.

The Holy Emperor sneered, and he had a decision in his heart. What Fan Yuzhi didn't know was that his actions would become a straw that pressed the scales when the Holy Emperor weighed the succession to the throne.

It's just that there is one more thing that is more troublesome than the eldest prince and Fan Yuzhi.

The master of the Confucius Temple plans to retire and ask the little master to cultivate an heir, and at this time, it is the best opportunity for him to reach out to the Confucius Temple, but now there is no progress. And seeing that the one-month period is slowly approaching, when it is certain, he will have to wait for the next master to abdicate before he has a chance, but I am afraid that he will not survive that time.

A weapon that you can't control in your own hands is not a good weapon, and it can even hurt you.

Confucius Temple is the same for the Holy Dynasty as it is for him.

"Lian ......" he shouted a word, and then remembered that there was a little eunuch next to him now.

I could only sigh and wave my hand.

Li Zhongxian lowered his head, not daring to speak, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He heard it clearly, this Holy Emperor shouted the word "Lian".

"Go down, don't wait. ”

When Li Zhongxian received the order, he took the dust, bowed respectfully, and retreated.

The Holy Emperor thought about it, changed into a set of clothes, and walked out of the palace unconsciously.

West.

Even if it is Chang'an, there are slums.

Like light and darkness, good and evil, if there is no poverty, where can wealth be brought out.

I don't know if it should be called a house or not, but some wooden planks and miscellaneous items are stacked to create a lattice-like space, and many people live in it.

From time to time, dirty children run out of it.

Many people were crouching on the ground munching on dry food, and a few children even fought over a piece of bread.

Dressed in brocade clothes, he was a little stunned, he never knew that there was such a place at the foot of this imperial city.

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Only those who have cultivation and are lower than him, he can sense it.

He quickly found his target, walked through the alleys of debris, and at the end, saw a house that was almost airy on all sides.

It's okay in the summer, but if it's winter, I really don't know how to get through it.

An old man in patched clothes pushed open the door made of uneven planks and stepped out, his hair and beard already gray, and although he looked like a beggar, he was in good spirits.

The old man was slightly stunned and looked at the person in front of him. After a while, two words were squeezed out of the corners of his mouth.

"Your Majesty!"

As he spoke, he bowed down, and with a wave of his sleeve, the Holy Emperor helped him up.

The Holy Emperor glanced at his surroundings again, took a deep breath and said, "Good work, Master Fu. ”

This old man is Master Fu who was still obvious half a year ago, Fu Ziling.

Fu Ziling looked around and said with a faint smile: "Although it is poorer, it is also comfortable." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and ushered the Holy Emperor into the cabin where he had to bow his head to enter.

After the Holy Emperor entered, he didn't shy away from anything, so he sat directly on a wooden stool with unsteady feet.

He smiled indifferently: "I also had such days back then. ”

Fu Ziling smiled and stood in place with his waist bent.

"Master Fu, are you resentful?" the Holy Emperor suddenly asked in a deep voice.

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