Chapter 45 [Knowledge of depth and depth]

Author: Bijianxingke

Chapter 45 [Knowledge of depth and depth]

The impeachment matter was finally suppressed by Emperor Qing. It is said that Fan Zui will go to Kyoto in the near future. At that time, he can confront the ministers in the court.

Many people sighed inwardly and discussed privately that Emperor Qing's move was obviously intended to protect Fan Zui.

However, now that he has decided to recall him to Kyoto, he may not have the idea of ​​reducing his official title and taking back his military power.

Many people are secretly happy about this and are looking forward to watching the show.

Many of them had wanted to get a piece of the pie from the Maritime Alliance Chamber of Commerce, but unfortunately, they were all rejected.

After the morning court ended, many people talked about it.

At a young age, Fan Zui was already a third-rank general. If he could go further, he would be a second-rank official in the imperial court.

At such an age, it is a miracle.

I don’t know what kind of sensation his return to Beijing will cause.

The news that Fan Zui is about to return to Beijing will spread soon.

And at this time.

East Palace.

The prince is painting.

Throughout history, there have been many foolish emperors and some princes who loved fighting crickets.

However, now the prince of Qingguo does not like these gadgets. Instead, he loves painting.

The room is filled with various paintings framed with golden nanmu and Jiangnan silk with cotton.

All these paintings are by his own hand.

Moreover, the people depicted in these portraits are all women.

It is lifelike and has the style of a painter. It seems to be immersed in a lot of emotions when writing.

It's a pity that all the portraits are the same, without faces.

It's hard to figure out who the person in the painting is.

The study was quiet, and it was rare for the prince to find peace between his strokes.

However, what lingered in his mind at this moment were the scenes from that night.

The wind blows through the tent, the warmth and tenderness floats, and the naked beauty whispers coquettishly.

One night of spring supper.

It was also an unforgettable night.

That night was always in his mind, unforgettable and lingering.

After that, he received a lot of help, but he was immersed in the land of gentleness and couldn't extricate himself.

Falling deeper and deeper.

By the time I realized it, it was already too late to turn back.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

A voice suddenly came from outside the study.

Hearing the sound, the prince's painting hand paused slightly, and the picture in his mind disappeared instantly, hidden deep in his soul.

"Afraid, what's the matter?"

The man did not enter the study, but knelt outside the room and reported: "I just got the news that Fan Zui will return to Beijing soon."

"Um?"

Holding the pen in his hand and staring at the painting in front of him, his heart suddenly surged and he said to himself:

"What are the rules for returning to Beijing at this time?"

Suddenly I no longer had the intention to paint.

Putting down his pen, he stood up and walked outside the house. He glanced at the person kneeling on the ground and ordered:

"You should step back first."

"yes!"

The East Palace was quiet, and the prince stood with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in my face.

This reminded him of that night again.

The wind seemed to be blowing like this at that time...

Turn around and continue painting.

Still no face painting.

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Danzhou.

Fan Zui returned to Fan Mansion and first went to see the old lady.

"grandmother."

The old lady took Fan Zui and Fan Xian's hands and said with a bit of worry:

"The water in Kyoto is deep, and accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. As long as you don't want to go, your father and your majesty will say no to you."

His Majesty dared to refuse. The identity of the old lady is indeed not simple.

"Grandma, don't worry. When things in Kyoto are over, we will come back to accompany you and provide for you until the end of your life." Fan Zui said.

The farewell was imminent, and the corners of the old lady's eyes were moistened. However, she hid it very well and did not let the two of them notice.

"Then I won't see you off tomorrow. I'm old and my eye sockets are shallow, so I can't see you goodbye."

The separation was about to begin, and the old lady had mixed feelings in her heart. After talking for a while, she "kicked them out".

Coming out of the old lady's courtyard, Fan Xian, an idle man, felt a little more sad and said:

"Brother, why don't you go to Kyoto alone, and I'll stay with grandma."

"no."

"Why?"

"Because you have to go to Kyoto to take the blame for me, uh, no, you want to go to Kyoto to gain experience."

Fan Xian is a talented person. Since he wants to cause trouble, he naturally has to make the best use of his talents.

"Brother, I think you want to go to Kyoto, not just to gain experience, right? Do you have any plans?"

Fan Xian's expression at this moment made Fan Zui suddenly feel that this boy looked like a suspect.

"I understand, it must be because you have slept with the Danzhou courtesan, so I plan to go to Kyoto and try something new by the Liujing River, right?

It is said that there is a Drunken Immortal House there with many courtesans."

Fan Zui glanced at him, and the two of them walked out of the courtyard side by side, "How did you know that there is a place like Liujing River in Kyoto, and how did you know about Zuixianju?"

"As Ruoruo said, she wrote a letter saying that if one day you arrive in Kyoto, you will definitely spend the night there."

"Uh...am I that kind of person?"

"do not you?

Let me tell you, many people have impeached you over the years, saying that you have too much military power and may rebel or collaborate with the enemy and treason.

However, even His Majesty today said that whoever rebels will not be rebelled by you, and the most he will do is collaborate with the enemy and treason.

Because you are just a vulgar person who is greedy for pleasure and addicted to beauty."

Hearing this, Fan Zui smiled lightly and said unconcernedly: "Your Majesty really understands me. My ambition is to be a collector of beautiful women, with 300,000 beauties, one every day."

Fan Xian suddenly stopped, turned to look at him, and said in surprise: "Brother, you don't have any thoughts about the concubines in the palace, do you?"

Fan Zui had a dark look on his face and said, "Am I the kind of person who doesn't know the depth?"

Fan Xian chuckled and asked, "Do you know the depth of concubines in the palace?"

"If someone listens to what you say, you may destroy the nine tribes."

"It's okay, these people can't drive."

While talking, the two came to the arched corridor and stepped on the rounded gravel path on the ground.

There are some sweet-scented osmanthus petals on the ground, which were blown by the wind from Fan Zui's yard.
To be continued...