chapter 75 of the club is gone
As a king of a country, affairs are many, it is not possible to stay in this palace in the middle of the remote place, also do not know which piece of land in the country out of the matter, the eunuch head of the Taiji Palace shy old face, at great risk to come to the building outside, bitter downstairs to inform the many times, and finally succeeded in the emperor to please come downstairs.
Looked at the emperor’s back stood Fan Ti Si, that eunuch head of the heart secretly screamed bitter, no wonder how the palace can not find the emperor, the original …… people two fathers and sons in the play in tears to recognize each other, their own hastily come to disturb, provoke the son of heaven is not happy, do not know how many boards they will be.
The emperor’s face is not good, he was born among the sons, their most appreciated is of course Fan Xian, Fan Xian into the Kyoto, to him and even the entire country of Qing earned too much glory, and know the nature of the knowledge of reason, really can be used.
The most critical, just look at the hanging temple to save the old three, and now is dead refused to recognize these two things, you can see that this child under the loose appearance is all a loyal heart, seemingly vicious tactics, embedded in all the meaning of neutralization.
In the heart of this middle-aged son of heaven, why wouldn’t he feel a trace of unjustified jealousy towards Fan Jian – the emperor, after all, was only a mortal. Now that he was finally able to recognize Fan Xian, although Fan Xian hadn’t opened his mouth, the atmosphere was already pleasant enough for the emperor, but at that moment, someone came to disturb him, so of course his mood couldn’t be any better.
At this time, there were many people inside and outside the building, the emperor couldn’t say anything else, turned back, his frosty face gradually softened, looked at Fan Xian’s face that was clear and beautiful with a few hints of familiarity, and said softly: “You’ve seen it, and I’ve said before that, as a country’s king, there are always too many unavoidable things. You yourself think more, don’t have too much resentment.”
With the emperor’s dignity, even if it was his own son in front of him, he would not be able to speak in such a lowly manner, and in these words, apart from not expressing any apologies, he had already expressed enough. Fan Xian did not dare to pretend any longer, and bowed deeply, seemingly moved.
The emperor suddenly frowned, remembering his sister who was far away in Xinyang, he couldn’t help but have another headache and sighed, “Recently, the capital has been too unsettled, and there are too many things that can’t be put on the table to say, Chen Pingping is worried about your embarrassment in the imperial court, and suggests that you should be allowed to go down to the south of the Yangtze River ahead of time, how do you feel about that?”
Fan Xian didn’t dare to have any opinion, but just appropriately flashed a hint of gloom in his eyes and said quietly, “I obey the decree.” He suddenly smiled gently and said, “It’s just that I’ve never been to Jiangnan before, so I’d like to ask Your Majesty to advise me on what I need to pay attention to.”
The emperor shook his head, “What I need is just a clean inner treasury that can earn silver for the court year after year. As for how to do it, you should be clear, in these last two months, you have done things that I appreciate.”
This is naturally talking about the matter of the Supervisory Yuan investigating the Cui family and cracking down on the smuggling of the inner treasury.
The emperor went on to say, “It’s just that …… because of this matter, An Zhi you have made some enemies in the dynasty, there are some things that I don’t square …… well, you’ve done a good job.” In the emperor’s eyes, the reason why Fan Xian spared no effort to combat Xinyang and the second prince, of course, because of that zhangzhang in the beginning, which is doing things for the court, for himself to handle things that he is not convenient to appear.
After a slight silence, Fan Xian opened his mouth and said, “From now on, I, still wish to be one of Your Majesty’s lone ministers.”
The emperor was very satisfied with this expression of Fan Xian, Fan Xian watched this opportunity to open his mouth and asked, “Only Jiangnan is far away, although I am the supervisory authority, but after all, I do not know the commercial affairs, all kinds of affairs, if only by the hospital to lead, I am afraid that it is not clear to find out …… your majesty, I… …”
He said in front of the emperor’s face with a clench of teeth, “I want to borrow Qingyu Hall a use.”
The emperor froze, and after a little silence asked, “The Qing Yu Tang shopkeepers, naturally, are familiar with the affairs of the inner treasury, but the rules of the imperial court, they are not allowed to go out of the capital ……” He suddenly felt that it was a little unkind to say this in front of Fan Xian, and coughed twice, saying: “Anzhi, you want someone from me in person, are you not afraid that I will suspect your heart?”
Fan Xian said directly, “There is no place in Pu Tian that is not the king’s land, and since I have offered it to my face, I naturally believe that Your Majesty is convinced of my loyalty.”
The emperor stared at him, but his heart was rapidly circling, the Ye family’s roots were deep, and could shake the state, as the king of a country, he was really a little afraid of the recurrence of that year’s events, and the Fan Xian in front of him, after all, was her own son, and for the loss of the Ye family, he was afraid that he would be a little reluctant to lose his family.
But he thought about it, Fan Xian since he dared to risk the taboo to say this, is also considered honest, open faintly said: “Now you stand high enough, naturally know the so-called real gold and silver, and nothing too useful, as for the library, six years ago I decided to let you grow up to be in charge of, is to store …… that idea! As for the inner treasury, six years ago I decided to let you take charge of it when you grow up.
Fan Xian face touched, but the emperor waved his hand and said: “But you do not have to hide from me, even if the internal treasury is complicated, and where the need for those old fellows in the Hall of Celebration. This request of yours, I think you want to fish them out of the capital.”
Fan Xian didn’t argue and sighed sadly, “I don’t dare to deceive your majesty, I do have this thought. From the first day I knew my life, I had this thought, last year, I also went to Qingyu Hall to see, those shopkeepers are always detained in the capital, it’s really a little twisted, these people are not more than half a hundred years old, if you let them out of the capital, you can still work for the court.”
Last year he had been to a Qingyu Hall, know that this matter will one day be interested in people will catch, so today simply in front of the emperor first said it.
The emperor seemed somewhat surprised by his candor, and after a long moment of silence, he finally nodded. Fan Xian was overjoyed, the emperor lost his smile and said, “You can’t take all of them away, all the princes and dukes have Qing Yu Tang taking care of their own business, if you take all of them away, I’m afraid that Prince Jing will be the first to spare you.”
Fan Xian hemmed and hawed. The emperor smiled and said, “…… a few of them, that is, and the Prince dares to stand up straight in front of me to speak, bias his temperament is calm and ferocious more than, how about you ……” he stopped his mouth, said. Said: “There is a painting upstairs in the side room …… you will stay to look at it.”
Although he clearly know that the portrait is in the palace, but Fan Xian still slightly dew hesitation color, asked: “What painting?”
The emperor said: “your mother left in this world the only portrait ……” thought of little leaves, his eyes softened, said softly: “you have not seen her, stay a while to take a good look at the …… Speaking of which, your mother and you don’t really resemble each other much.”
Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and then heard His Majesty sigh, “Although generally clear and beautiful, her heart is very different. She is like a man who is generally not allowed to be a man, or else she wouldn’t have that name, back then, she was most disgusted with the so-called poems and songs, so she had to be practical.”
Thinking of the son in front of him is the world’s poetic reputation of the most flourishing people, the emperor suddenly feel things are a little interesting, haha loudly laughed, pointing to Fan Xian said, “Although the poetry she did also have the momentum of gulping wind and clouds, but just fit her temperament, and the difference between you is too …… big. ”
Hong Zhu looked at the eunuch’s anxious urging eyes outside the building, and listened to His Majesty talking happily with young Lord Fan, so how could he dare to come forward and disturb.
Fan Xian smiled and asked curiously, “The poems that Mother Lord …… she made, His Majesty ever heard?”
“Only one.” The Emperor leisurely reminisced about that year and recited in a clear voice, “The scenery in the north, a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow. Looking inside and outside of the palace city, but the remaining reckless, the great river up and down, suddenly lost the torrent. Mountain dance silver snake, the original wax elephant, want to try with the sky than high. Must be clear day to see the red, enchanting. The mountains and rivers are so beautiful, attracting countless heroes. The Wei Huang Hanwu, a little less elegant, Tang Zong Songzu, a little less popular. A generation of pride, Western barbarian Khan, only know how to bend the bow to shoot a big eagle. All gone, the number of people, but also look at the present day.”
Wei Emperor, Han Wu? Tang Zong and Song Zu? Fan Xian’s face was wonderful, so wonderful that it was on the verge of cramping.
The emperor gave him a disapproving look and chortled, “Did you think that this is a bad word?”
Fan Xian said bitterly, “…… Naturally, it’s full of vigor, but I just don’t know where this Han Wu, Tang Zong, and Song Zu are characters.” He thought in his heart, mom you want to change the change thoroughly or better, what the Western Barbarian Khan …… really lost to you.
The emperor explained: “According to legend, is the three before the ancient times before the generation of male masters.”
Fan Xian dumbfounded, thinking that the original mother’s put off effort and their own very similar, as in the Northern Qi Shangjing and Zhuang Mo Han that night conversation, but where the explanation is not clear things, all pushed to the ancient times before the occasional in the history of the book, where the history of the book? I am sorry, on the toilet tear to use.
Eunuch again and again please, the emperor finally left the small building, when leaving, some thin back from the silk sentimental.
In the small building only left Hongzhu as well as Fan Xian two people, looking at the emperor’s figure disappeared in the layers of hanging frost cold branches, Fan Xian finally could not help but broke out, holding his stomach and laughed loudly, hahahahaha, the sound resonates through the small building, indescribable pleasure.
Hongzhu on the side to see silly, thought Fan Ti Si is not because of today’s incident suffered a big stimulation, he should not ask the imperial doctor to see?
After a long time, Fan Xian finally stopped laughing because of the absurdity brought by the song “Qinyuanchun”, his stomach laughed a bit painfully, and came up for air and said to Hong Zhu: “It’s okay, I’ll go up since, you wait for me downstairs.”
In the process of walking upstairs, Fan Xian still can’t stop laughing, that woman called Ye Qingmei, really is a wonderful person, thousands of good poems not copy, prefer to copy this one, presumably back then was also by the Emperor Fan Jian this group of people to be forced to hurry up …… However, perhaps this song of old Mao is exactly suitable for the mentality of that woman?
When he reached the upper floor, Fan Xian’s smile had completely converged, returning to his usual calmness. In the middle of a feudal dynasty, the lyrics copied by his mother were really an antithesis, the emperor could say it, but she couldn’t, so it was no wonder that she ended up having such a serious conflict with the palace.
He laughed coldly in his heart, and threw the emperor’s true feelings in his chest into the back of his mind, no longer recalling them.
Coming outside the side room and picking up the cup of cold tea on the table, Fan Xian pushed the door and stepped on the threshold, without a trace of hesitation or trembling, and calmly stood before the portrait.
The painting depicted a woman in a yellow shirt, and the background was a huge river. The woman stood on the river side of the side of the green stone above, on the body of the skirt with the river wind swaying, facing the direction of the river, the river in the turbid waves row air, patting the stone and the transformation of sediment, the opposite bank far away faintly visible as ants the size of the people, are carrying the stone or what, perhaps those people are in the construction of the river bank.
The painting is extremely exquisite, delicate brushwork, but the style is atmospheric, to fine to grand, whether it is the opposite bank of the river that heavy scene, or near the green and yellow mixed mountains and rocks, have been described very well. Especially the big river bound between the two sides of the yellow mountains, but also rough waves, waves turn white, imposing. View this painting, it seems to be able to feel a fierce river wind, is seeping out of the painting, blowing in the face of the viewer, a little closer to stand, it seems to be able to hear the river lapping on both sides of the impassioned sound ……
But all of this is not the focus of this painting, any person who is lucky enough to see this painting, will be the first time, the yellow-shirted woman standing on the bank attracted, no longer have any extra thoughts, to look at the painting elsewhere in the landscape characters.
Yellow shirt woman in fact only showed a side, crystal jade earlobes next to a few complexes of green silk, is gently fluttering, sandalwood lips pursed, do not know what to think. The most can attract people’s eyes, but her eyebrows, only to see that pair of eyebrows clear beauty like a sword, not like a weak woman, but also does not have more points of men’s feelings, just a flavor of bright and sparse, let a person can not say the favorite.
But at this moment, Fan Xian’s eyes were just staring at the square inches of eyes that would be visible in the side of the woman’s face in the painting, and the look in those eyes seemed calm, but always seemed to harbor more emotions.
In just a moment, he remembered the mother Sean had once described to himself in the cave in the Western Mountain wall outside the Northern Qi’s Shangjing City, yes, it was this kind of eyes! — soft, sad and confused, full of love and attachment to life, yearning for good things, sympathy for suffering, and the confidence to change it all.
Fan Xian sighed, slowly sat down, looking at the wall painting, long did not move away from the eyes, seems to want to paint the woman’s appearance firmly engraved in their hearts.
Cold tea in the hand, the old painting current, he was so silent sitting in the side room, do not know how long to sit, did not notice the small building outside the sunlight shift, wind and clouds move slowly.
The cold tea in his hand is still a mouthful of undrinkable, Fan Xian sat withered for half a day with his lips a little dry, he suddenly inclined his head and looked at the yellow shirted woman in the painting and said softly, “You’re doing a good job, but it’s a pity …… that you didn’t take good care of yourself.”
He paused, seemingly a little nervous, trying to organize more appropriate words to speak to the woman in the painting.
“I have certainly not done as well as you, but rest assured that I will take care of myself.” He stood up, looking at the painting quietly, and said softly, “I will leave you here for now, I don’t think he will let me take it away, and I will come to see you often in a few days.” I don’t know how long it will be after some days, again.
Fan Xian close to the scroll, suddenly opened a smile, the spirit of a million, laughed: “All is gone …… all is gone. Count the winds and streams, let me get it.”
After saying these words, he got up and left the side room.
The room was quiet.
The door to the room suddenly creaked and was pushed open hastily. Fan Xian went and returned, standing again in the middle of the compartment, looking straight at the woman in the painting, and abruptly opened his mouth to ask:
“Science?”
“Female doctorate?”
The girl in the painting naturally couldn’t answer the question her own son asked many years later, so she just remained silent. Fan Xian’s heart was sour for no reason, and then he smiled to cover up the wetness in his eyes, bowed down sincerely, and said:
“Thank you.”
Then he really left. The yellow-shirted woman in the painting did not turn around, but just looked at the scene across the river, silent, with her back to the door behind her, not knowing how long it would be before it reopened.