Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Fan leisure walked out of the study room, breathing the clear air in Cangshan winter, and relaxed a little, screaming at the mahjong sound, it was easy to find the wife and the other girls, looking at the table The deputy emerald mahjong tumbling under the white palms of his hands, Fan Fan’s heart moved.

When he saw the younger sister on the side of the snow, holding the former poetry collection sent by the two emperors to watch carefully, Fan Xian’s heart was another move.

Too famous is not a good thing, pigs are afraid of fat, people are afraid of this. Fan casually smiled, since the night banquet, although the Prince and the Second Emperor did not have any contact with themselves on the surface, but Xin Shaoqing and Jing Wang Shizi Li Hongcheng did not go to Fanfu, even after they hid in Cangshan, still did not Can hinder the gift from the other party.

At the time of the 30th, on the Cangshan Mountain, this person had returned to Kyoto. In just a few days, Li Hongcheng actually chased the taste and ran over, and died and hard to get together on Cangshan. Fan Xian dare to promise, and finally forced to bring the soft girl to the mountains.

After seeing him enter the house, he was in a daze. The first thing he noticed was the owner of the county. The little girl said with a crispness: "You brother, do you want to play cards?"

Fan listened to his brother's three words and thought of Bao brother. He quickly waved his hand and smiled: "The county owner plays, and the next minister walks away."

Listening to his deliberately unreasonable, the soft Jiajun master picked up a small mouth, but endured not showing his dissatisfaction, watching it is pitiful and lovely. Lin Biaoer, who was on the side, couldn’t help but say: "I’m going to be a public, or else you have to play a few."

"Free." Fan is more eager to swing, leaving the table. Unexpectedly, he touched a soft and velvety thing. He looked at it with a slight glimpse and saw that it was a box under his feet. There was a hay rag in the box with three fleshy kittens sleeping, the kittens squinting, wrinkled black noses and looking very cute.

Fan Xian said: "What is going on?"

Lin Biaoer discovered that the cat was placed under his feet, afraid to scare the kitten, and quickly walked away from the table and hugged the box. This card will naturally not be able to fight. She smiled and said: "The big wife of the vine is afraid that we are flustered in the mountains. So three cats were sent today."

Fan hastened to the side and found that the three kittens are yellow, black and white. They look very similar, but the hair color is very different. They can’t help but laugh: “You guys’ girls don’t fill their stomachs, let alone raise them. Cat." He reached out and took a black one from his box into his arms and held it. I felt a little meaty on the chest and gently stroked the kitten's head. The kitten opened his eyes and glanced at him. Repeatedly falling asleep, does not seem to contradict his body.

"Is the name taken?"

"No. Let's call Xiao Huang Xiao Black and White."

"Well, Xiaobai is nice."

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After eating dinner, Fan sat in the main position, Fan Sizhen sat next to him, and the two brothers listened to the report of the people from Beijing. At the end of the year, Fan’s land in the suburbs of Beijing, as well as the land of Zhangzhou, as well as some fragmentary industries, must be reported to the capital. Beijing Zhongfu has always been the principal of Liu, and now she has been righting up. Naturally, she is justified, but I don’t know why. After she finished these things this year, she called Mr. Cui from the government to write a letter and pick up the important A few of the expenditures were written, and people entered the Cangshan industry, and the young masters all night.

Fan Xian can understand Liu Yiniang's meaning, so she did not deliberately do anything. Instead, she listened very carefully to the report of the three-housekeeper, and occasionally inserted a few words and asked the last question.

The three butlers honestly finished. Fan took a moment to think about it for a moment, and blinked and asked Fan Sizhen next to him: "Do you see if there is any problem."

Fan Siyu touched the three pockmarks on the left cheek and shook his head. "No problem, big brother, but this account has always been a mother. How can we have a hand together this year?"

Fan Xian smiled a little and knew that this guy who was originally a bully was very talented in some respects, but in other respects it looked like a blank piece of paper.

The three butlers also said with respect: "The new year's goods should be in Beijing before, but this year, the north side of the east is snowy, so it has been delayed for some time. In addition to the southern rice melons that were sent to the mountains last time, the various forms of the former Zhuangzi in the north. The meat, the wild goods, and the flower tea that came from the ancestors of Luzhou, all of them were written in the letter. Thinking of the young master, the younger grandmother, the young lady, the young master, and the county owner are all in the industry, so The ladies have prepared a little more, and they are ready to be sent to the mountains in three places. It should be enough for spring."

"You can't use so much, pick up fresh things and send them some. It's enough to pull out too much. It's enough to come again." Fan said casually: "It's just the tea that Grandma sent from Ganzhou, remember to take more. "He often talks about the life of Chenzhou, the tea that floats with faint flowers, but he doesn't know how many times."

The three butlers smiled and said: "Tea has arrived today. The latter two are mainly for eating and small things. The Lord is preparing the two young masters to live in front of the spring."

Fan Xian heard clearly, and praised Liu’s decent, butler and neat, and he did not talk much, let him go down and enjoy the rest.

When Chun Qi is approaching, Fan Xian is a teacher of Taixue, and he always wants to return to Beijing to work. It is impossible to stay in Cangshan. After the end of the April imperial examination, the agreement between the two countries needed to be reinstated. The intimate exchange of prisoners agreement should also be started immediately, and everything seems to have piled up.

In fact, from the perspective of Fan Xian’s heart, the matter of changing prisoners should start last year, not to mention the sins of those captured in the foreign countries and the sins of the country’s foreigners, but the one who never met will make him secret. Admired the words of the ice cloud, the son of the Qing Dynasty, in the Qing Dynasty in the United States, the prisoners, in the enemy country for more than half a year, do not know how many crimes.

It’s just that the two countries are always very ugly, and after the winter, it’s hard to get cold in the northern Xinjiang, so it’s only going to get back to the end of the spring. But every time I think that the ice cloud may be suffering in a bitter cold house, Fan leisure enjoys the winter in Cangshan, and it will inevitably reduce the taste.

He already knew that he was the right corner of the North Qi. But it does not contradict this function. After all, if you can establish your own strength in the supervision, it will always be good for the days to come. And no one is in Zhangzhou or in Kyoto. The seventeen-year career has already made him realize from the bottom of his heart that he is really a part of the country.

Fan is willing to do something for this country, not the court.

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At night, Fan completed the routine training, and some tired she returned to the villa. Put the night clothes full of snow **** into the prepared bag. Throw it aside.

While training, he was lying alone in the snow, pursuing the faint moonlight targets, his eyes condensed into a straight line, staring at the black rocks that had been snowing for thousands of years, or rushing. The snow rabbit in the running line is very tired. And these days, Wu Zhu gave him what parents to give him. It disappeared again. So during the training, no one spoke. No one is looking at you, the feeling of loneliness. It seems to have returned to the past life.

The village was quiet, and only a light was lit in the master bedroom. The nephew is waiting for him to come back. Fan leisure smiled and stepped over to go there. During the day, there was a big sun, so the bluestone accumulated a pool of water, and it was bright in the moonlight. He wandered around and jumped over the corridor. At this time, his heart moved and he settled.

At this time, he stood at the other side of the promenade, at the door of his sister's room. Suddenly, his eartips moved, his brows wrinkled, his eyes narrowed, and he turned his hand and pressed it on the door. When the gas suddenly turned the wooden door into two, and his people drifted to the bed with the night wind.

The bed was shackled, but it was empty, if it was gone.

Fan Xian calmly put his hand into Yuli, and found that except for the warm foot stove, the rest of the place was cold, it seems that if it has been away for a long time. His heart shook a little, was it the hands and feet of the enemy that he did not know? However, he still forced to turn around and slammed, and his left hand took the slender black dagger, and he was ready to enter the night.

"brother!"

Outside the door, Fan Ruoru held a lamp and looked at his brother in a bed with a knife in amazement. Fan Xianyi, seeing her safe and innocent, could not help but feel a loose spirit, could not help but close his eyes and aggravated a few breaths, after a moment, he was concerned and asked: "Where are you going? Is it okay?"

If a silver-haired donkey is worn on the body, it is a single coat, and it looks pitiful. She looked at Fan Xian, but she didn't seem to think that she couldn't help but feel a little bit stunned. After a long while, she smiled reluctantly and said, "Brother, you ask me with a knife, so terrible."

Fan smiled and shook his head, took the slender dagger back into the boot, and went forward, holding her slightly cut-throated shoulder: "You are terrible, walking outside to hear the quiet inside, even your breath No sound, scared me."

Fan Ruoer laughed and said: "My brother is really, running outside in the middle of the night, but I said I scared you."

"What the **** are you doing?" Fan Xian still curiously asked. Fan Ruoruo’s face was red and shyly lowered his head: “Some things, my brother, don’t ask so clearly.”

Fan Yu understands it and smiles. "There is no toilet in the room. The night wind is so cold in the mountains. You don't have to freeze."

"Know it." Fan Ruoru shyly smiled and pushed him out to the door. "The blind man is still waiting for you."

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Outside the door, Fan Xian gently licked the cold fingers, the temperature of her sister was smashed, indicating that she had been out for a while, definitely not the night, she should wake up and go somewhere after leaving the village.

When I think of it, he can't help but give birth to great doubts, but he is forced to suppress it and no longer asks for inquiries. In this world, everyone has their own little secrets. We need to respect. In the first communication in Kyoto, Fan Xian was the way to educate her sister. As a brother, she needs to be an example.

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