Chapter 19: Sea Breeze Has a Letter

Since his rebirth, more accurately, since the Tanyu State to Kyoto, Fan Xian sat in a black carriage, wearing a black lotus dress, carrying a black slender dagger, walking in the darkness, all body, from inside and outside is penetrating one black.

Today on the sea, in this wide blue sea, that ship is pure, masts towering, white sails have like a giant bird clean wings, seems to be toward the sky of the white clouds through in.

That crippled Lieutenant Dan once tied himself to the head of the pole, to the sky full of shocking rain and shocking waves cursing the injustice of the world, and at this time climbed on the top of the highest mast Fan Xian did not have such a feeling, in the Chen Pingping and Forrest Gump friends for some comparison, wearing a thin white shirt, he slightly squinted, facing the morning sea, the whole person’s mind state of mind as if the scene around the general pure and happy up.

Cursing heaven and earth, complaining about heaven and earth, fighting with heaven and earth, to become a capitalized human character, this is not the life that Fan Xian, who is selfish and fearful of death, wishes to live, he is just greedily enjoying every moment after rebirth, glory and wealth are wanted, beauty and redheads are wanted, amazing power and authority are wanted, and occasional enjoyment of spirituality when he is alone is also wanted.

After leaving Tanyu, although there are also many things that can be played with, but all day long busy in the fight, busy in killing and preventing from being killed, this kind of complete relaxation, the mind of the ethereal, but has not been enjoyed for a long time.

There is no doubt that Fan Xian is the first little Bourgeois in the world of Qingguo, and that mother of his, obviously, is the faction of Paul, so he refused to let go of the opportunity to go out to sea and blow the wind so petty and shrugged, like Chu Liuxiang, drinking wine, eating beef, like Xu Gongzi, as the master of the ship, it is just a pity that …… the ship does not have too much wear Three-pointed beauty.

The boat broke the waves, leaving a thin white trail on the turquoise blue sea, brushing past the red sun that seemed to be close at hand. Above the mast, the young man danced with his hands, feet and mouth, really …… much like a monkey.

The morning sea breeze was actually a bit cool, and after Fan Xian shouted a few times, he was blown by the wind, making the corners of his shirt a bit wet and cold, and his body was uncomfortable. Although his internal strength cultivation had long been immune to cold and heat, this wet feeling was always uncomfortable, and he realized that there was always a price to pay for playing it cool, and somewhat resentfully prepared to go down to the deck.

He still couldn’t help but take another greedy look at the seemingly endless sea, his heart filled with some kind of unknown longing. This kind of longing has been surfacing in his heart since a year ago, but he has not been able to accurately grasp what it is, and Haitang once talked about it, but there is no way to dig it out from his own heart.

The open sea outside the ship created a very awkward feeling with his heart that could never absolutely relax. He frowned and pooh-poohed a mouthful of spittle, which drew an arc and fell far into the sea, giving the sea more silk foam and more pollution.

The sailor officers and soldiers on the deck below and the crowd of inspectors tilted their heads and watched this scene. In the past few days, they had already gotten used to the occasional maniacal behavior of Lord Qinzai, although a generation of poets, a generation of powerful ministers suddenly turned into a monkey, or just a monkey standing at the top of the mast and looking into the distance, it would make many people uncomfortable, but when people thought about it, but any talented person, there will always be some different quirks, and then they would let go of it.

Fan Xian’s spitting action landed in the eyes of many people on the deck, and a sailor couldn’t help but marvel, “Spitting is so handsome.”

“Oh oh …… ow ……” came a strange cry from the top of the mast, “I’m Tarzan! I’m Tarzan!”

The people on the deck looked at each other in disbelief, the sailor who kissed the ass earlier really had more guts than the average person, and boldly asked the official of the Supervisory Board beside him, “My lord, what kind of mountain is Tarzan?”

The person he asked was none other than Fan Xian’s close confidant, Hong Changqing, who gave him a cold look and turned his face away.

A gust of wind picked up, and with a soft snap, a pair of bare feet stepped firmly onto the deck, and a young man in a white singlet loosened the ropes in his hands and yawned, and beside him, his own sailors rushed over to re-tie the ropes.

Fan Xian jumped down from the top of the mast.

Watching this scene, although he had seen it many times, many people on the deck were still dumbfounded, how high must this mast be? How could Little Lord Fan jump down so easily?

Hong Changqing looked at Fan Xian with admiration in his eyes. Everyone knew that Little Lord Fan was a rare expert in the world, but they really couldn’t imagine a true expert who turned out to be this powerful.

Someone carried the chaise longue over, and Fan Xian lay on it like his bones were soft, crossing his two feet above the side of the ship and letting the sea breeze wash his feet for him, feeling the sea breeze pass between his toes like a lover’s delicate caress, he let out a sigh of contentment.

Holding a glass of wine from Neku in his left hand as he sipped it slowly, his right hand gently pinching the crushed skin of a nut and sending it to his lips, Fan Xian once again welled up with the same regret as he had on the mast, if only Wan’er and Si Si were around.

“My lord,” Hong Changqing stood by his side, wanting to say something, but after all he did not hold back and lowered his voice to ask softly, “What is Mount Tai?”

In this world, there are many famous mountains, but Mount Tai has never been heard of, and Hong Changqing said softly, “Is it the secret order for tonight?”

Fan Xian froze and couldn’t help but laugh, scolding, “Where is there any Mount Tai? There is Dongshan instead.”

Suddenly, the sailor on the ship shouted loudly, a hint of excitement in his words, “Dongshan has arrived!”

Fan Xian was stunned, and then he got up, and together with those excited officials of the Supervisory Court, walked over to the port side of the ship and waited for Dongshan to appear. In this instant, Fan Xian remembered, for no reason at all, that in his previous life, when he hadn’t been sick yet, he had once taken a boat through the Three Gorges and was about to pass by Goddess Peak, and those travelers had been just as excited.

Just that time the goddess peak hidden in the clouds and rain in the witch mountain, only see the sleep tent in the movement, but can not see the goddess carcass, a pity.

Good today, the weather is clear, the air is not hanging dust, East Mountain did not hide his face.

Boat northward for several miles, around a reef-covered beach, hard to turn to the left, the boat people suddenly feel bright, has been watching for several days of ordinary scenery suddenly disappeared, and a mountain like a steeply sprawling between heaven and earth, so filled all the eyes of the eye sockets.

Great East Mountain!

This is a stone mountain, seems unusual, but this stone mountain is so big, I don’t know how many zhang high, and the sea side, is actually a smooth and incomparable piece of stone wall, there is not a single fine line on the stone wall, as smooth as jade, as if a heavenly god had once used a divine sword to split this mountain from it!

Fan Xian looked at this scene and sucked in a breath of cold air, judging by his eyesight, this mountain was at least two thousand meters high, how could this stone cliff near the sea be without any section? Although he was a pig in geology, he knew that this kind of strange scene was too difficult to see.

Dadong Mountain is not big, just a high and steep, like a stone pillar, a huge and incomparable stone pillar.

Especially this side of the sea was already smooth, the sea breeze hadn’t loosened it up in any way even after tens of thousands of years of erosion, and there were no traces of any animal activity, not even those unruly giant birds that had no way to make their nests on it.

Fan Xian squinted his eyes, thinking that this place is really divine, more beautiful …… than the stone wall of the western mountain of Beiqi, more absolute.

On the other hand, on the side of Dadong Mountain that backed up to the sea, there seemed to be quite a bit of fertile soil attached, and lush mountain forests grew and flourished on that side of the mountain, creating a green and verdant look.

Green on one side, white on the other, the two sides of this Dadong Mountain embellished the heavens and earth with this absolutely different color, and created a very harmonious feeling, like a piece of emerald that turned from green to pale, beautiful to the extreme.

Fan Xian couldn’t help but suck in another breath of cool air, of course he knew of the Great Eastern Mountain, in this world, there were two places called Eastern Mountain, one was in the western outskirts of Kyoto in the Kingdom of Qing, it was just a small hill, it was only a little bit famous because the Temple of Qing had a sacrificial temple there, and some of the folk deities were enjoying their offerings there as well.

The other place is on the shore of the East China Sea, and enjoys a great reputation on the whole earth, the Great Eastern Mountain.

The reason why Dadong Mountain was famous was firstly because of the marvelous structure and perfect scenery, and also because the mountain produced the most perfect jade in the world. Fan Xian also remembered that a year ago, when the Empress Dowager of Northern Qi celebrated her birthday, someone had paid tribute to the fine jade of Dadong Mountain, only that after the Northern Expedition of the Kingdom of Qing had brought this area down, another Qing Temple was built on Dadong Mountain, and the mining of jade was strictly prohibited, so the jade of Dadong Mountain was only available on the market today, and its price was getting more and more expensive.

And the third reason why the datong mountain is famous, is the Qing emperor’s decree, now the datong mountain on the celebration of the temple incense has been more than the celebration of the temple in Kyoto, on the one hand is the celebration of the temple in Kyoto after all, some of the taste of strict, ordinary people do not quite dare to go to the celebration of the temple of the datong mountain is not this problem, on the other hand is the legend of the datong mountain celebration of the temple of the really mysterious, a lot of money to see a doctor of the people, go up to the mountain to pray for blessings after, will get temple On the other hand, it is said that the Qing Temple on the Great Eastern Hill is really miraculous.

The two Dongshan Mountains, of course, is the seaside of this bigger, more famous, more magical, so the world all know this mountain in front of us for the big Dongshan, and called the mountain near Kyoto for the small Dongshan.

Fan Xian was a materialist in his previous life, but in this life he is a firm materialist, looking at the stone wall of the Great Eastern Mountain, he couldn’t help but squint his eyes, and once again the feeling came back like the first time he entered the temple of Qing, could it be that there is really a force of the underworld watching over him?

Is it a divine temple?

He subconsciously shook his head.

Vaguely, he could see the mountain paths running through the forests on the other side of Dadong Mountain, like some thin threads, firmly condensing the thick layer of green clothing on the naked jade-like body of Dadong Mountain.

Fan Xian’s eyesight was excellent, so he could still see that at the top of Dongshan Mountain, there was a black temple that was indifferently facing the sea below the cliffs, as well as the sunrise directly in front of it.

He subconsciously smiled, thinking that in the future, he wouldn’t have to practice climbing the wall from on this stone wall again, right? The difficulty was a bit too high.

It didn’t take long for Da Dong Shan to be thrown behind the ship and behind the heads of the people on board, and apart from a few words of admiration, no one said anything more and returned to their respective jobs.

Hong Changqing, however, noticed that Lord Chinaman seemed to appear a bit more silent than before, just sitting on the recliner and staring.

A lively monkey suddenly changed back to the monkey that can only think, must be what happened.

But Hong Changqing didn’t dare to ask, and just stood honestly behind Fan Xian, handing over drinks and fruit snacks at any time.

“When will you arrive in Tanyuzhou?” Fan Xian suddenly asked.

Hong Changqing froze and went to ask the naval division’s school officer, returning to answer, “In the afternoon.”

Fan Xian nodded and suddenly sighed.

Hong Changqing thought for a moment and hesitantly opened his mouth to ask, “Why is your honor sighing?”

This time it was Fan Xian’s turn to freeze, he was silent for half a day and did not reply, because he found a somewhat funny, and not so funny fact, following his own beloved …… no matter whether it was Wang Qinian at the very beginning, or Deng Ziyue and Su Wenmao later, after following him for a long time, it seems that they all go in the direction of cupping the comic relief, although not all of them Not all of them have the same talent as old Wang.

For example, this line: “Why is your honor sighing?”

Isn’t it very similar to the phrase, “Why is the Lord laughing?”

Fan Xian laughed bitterly, and only then did he realize the root cause of this matter. The reason why these believers were so interested in each other was not because of anything else, but just because he was the Lord, and they would, consciously or unconsciously, pat themselves on the back, coax themselves to be happy, and relieve themselves of their own worries.

Thinking about it, it seems to be that Xiao Yan’s temperament is different from the norm.

Fan Xian laughed, following Hong Changqing’s words, “It’s common for people to feel shy near their hometowns.”

He had lived in Tanyu state for sixteen years, and had been away for more than two years, when he suddenly had to go home, he always had to have some inexplicable emotions, I don’t know if grandma’s health is good, those maids in the mansion have married or not, are the little yellow flowers on the cliffs still blooming so serenely and faintly? After their own departure, there is no one will stand on the roof shouting that it is raining to collect clothes? Has the foppish enemy that he dreamed of since childhood ever arisen? …… Dong’er, Dong’er, how is your tofu selling?

Hong Changqing laughed and laughed, but did not know what the Lord of the Tisch is timid about, thinking that you are already an important minister of the imperial court, and return to your hometown as the Lord of the Qinzhi, it is precisely the glory of the ancestors, brocade clothes and daytime, it should be a fast and furious, how can you still be so worried?

Fan Xian glanced at him and asked, “Your hometown is in Quanzhou?”

“Yes, born and raised.”

“Well, find a chance to go back and take a look sometime.”

“Yes.”

The two people had different identities, so naturally they didn’t have much to talk about, and Fan Xian said after a moment of silence, “After you go ashore, immediately go and get the courtyard newspaper for the last few days.”

As soon as Hong Changqing heard the mention of official business, his face became solemn and he answered in a deep voice, “Yes.”

In that very moment, Fan Xian had ended his several days of free sea travel ahead of schedule, reverting to the role he was supposed to play while hiding that monkey-like self again.

His thin lips were pursed slightly, and there was little extra expression on his handsome face.

“Send orders to Jiangnan, all means continue, but don’t overdo it, everything will wait until I return from Kyoto after the year.”

“Yes.”

“You follow me, the seven people who came from Jiaozhou let them go to Jiangnan and help Deng Ziyue.”

“Yes.”

The eight officials of the Supervisory Yuan who showed up in the Jiaozhou Incident were all taken away by Fan Xian, because the handling of the Jiaozhou Incident was relatively rough, and the military had not been purged for a day, Fan Xian was not willing to have his own men take this kind of risk. The old Qin family’s son and nephews have taken over the Jiaozhou naval division, for the more than 1,000 soldiers and officers involved in the incident how to dispose of, how not to cause a big commotion under the circumstances of the purge, is the old Qin family need to consider the matter, Fan idle do not need to care.

He is only worried about his own disciple Hou Ji Chang, about the smuggling of Jiaozhou sailors, Ji Chang has made a lot of effort, the problem is that Fan Xian must still put him in Jiaozhou, after the year the imperial court’s commendation order arrives, Ji Chang is certainly to be promoted, and Jiaozhou has Wu Gefei in, that smart person should know how to deal with.

As for that …… Xu Maocai …… Fan Xian smiled faintly, let him continue to bury it, maybe one day it will be useful.

Realizing that the Lord Tishe had fallen back into contemplation, Hong Changqing didn’t dare to disturb and quietly waited on the side. Fan Xian suddenly opened his mouth and asked, “Are you in a hurry to eliminate the Ming family?”

Hong Changqing had been caught up in the nightmare of that similar scene ever since he survived on the island, and at this moment, suddenly hearing the Lord of the Tishek say that he had broken through his own deeply hidden heart, his face turned fearful, and he knelt down, “My humble servant does not dare to disturb the Lord’s plans.”

Fan Xian smiled and said, “The Ming family ah …… can’t jump around for a few days.”

Going down to Jiangnan had taken so much time and effort, and although it appeared that the Ming family was still lingering on, Fan Xian was clear that after spending so much, he had long ago put a noose around the Ming family, just like the one that Ming Qingda had put around his mother’s neck.

When Ming Lao Taijun died, that noose just needed to be tightened later, and the Ming family would be dead, it just depended on when Fan Xian had time to tighten it. Ming Qingcheng, Fourth Master, Merchants, Inner Treasury …… Fan Xian was satisfied with his results.

In the afternoon, the big ship rounded a silver beach like bay, then you can see a harbor that is not very busy from afar, there are seagulls flying up and down around the harbor, and in the distance, the sea surface under the sunset illumination is slightly undulating, like a golden wave, but under the golden wave there is a hidden jade current, which is supposed to be a school of fish.

Hong Changqing looked at those seagulls and couldn’t help but frown in disgust.

Fan Xian stood up, looked at the officials at the harbor who were ready to greet him, looked at the black riders who had arrived in Tanyuzhou ahead of time, ready to greet him, and couldn’t help but smile.

The state had arrived, life at sea was over, and in this moment, Fan Xian had a double nostalgia, a double sigh.