Chapter 97 The Emperor also has the gossip

"Mother likes quietness." The young emperor leaned on the soft couch, drank the bird's nest brought by the eunuch and rinsed it, frowned, and waved his hand to let all the palace maids and eunuchs retreat. The palace suddenly became quiet.

Fan Xian bowed slightly and said, "I don't know what your Majesty has to give."

Looking at the restrained appearance of the envoy of the Southern Dynasty, a smile flashed in the eyes of the Northern Qi emperor and he spoke, "Fan Qing, you will set off to return to your country the next day, and you will have to serve the eldest princess along the way."

Fan Xian was slightly shocked, and then he remembered that he had never paid attention to this huge thing. He welcomed the princess back to the country to get married. What a big deal. Along the way, he could not make any mistakes. These days, he had known from Yan Bingyun that the eldest princess of the Northern Qi had been kept in the deep palace and was half-sibling with the Emperor in front of him. His biological mother had long known which cold palace to die in. The eldest princess had never been loved by the queen mother, so he was willing to make her a victim in political marriage.

I don’t know what the emperor suddenly said about the eldest princess means. Logically speaking, this emperor should not have much affection with that sister.

But looking at the faint sorrow between the Emperor Qingshu's eyebrows, Fan Xian knew that he had guessed wrong. As expected, the emperor sighed and said, "The eldest princess has never left the palace. This time she married the Southern Dynasty. Even though I am the emperor, I cannot protect her."

Fan Xian said sincerely: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the eldest prince is a hero of our country for the rest of his life, and he is most admired by all the people. The eldest princess and the eldest prince will be in harmony in the future. If you grow old, the ministers in the court will definitely serve the princess with courtesy and dare not be negligent."

The emperor sneered: "What's the use?" He suddenly stared at Fan Xian's eyes and said: "Fan Qing. I regard you as a friend... I hope you will give more points to the eldest princess in Nanjing, so as to ensure that she can live a happy life."

Fan Xian was shocked again. He and the emperor had only met all sides. How dare they be friends of the emperor?

As if guessing what he was thinking, the emperor smiled and said, "Fan Qing, when we first met, I once said that I like your poems and essays. I often recite them with them, and those words are as if you were talking. Since I have said this year to you, it is not surprising to regard you as my friend."

Fan Xian was really flattered at this time, and was really ashamed and sweating. Just as he was about to thank the Sheng's grace and shouted fright, he heard the faint voice of the Northern Qi emperor. There was a hint of anger in the voice.

"But Fan Qing seems to be so distant from me. He doesn't say that he will not go to the palace to talk to me more these days..." The Emperor of Northern Qi suddenly looked at him and said, "Even in many things, I have to hide it from me."

Fan Xian was worried and explained: "There are many things to do, and he is busy working on both sides of Honglu Temple and Taichang Temple. He dared not put the palace to disturb His Majesty's rest."

The Emperor of Northern Qi looked at Haitang who had been silent and suddenly smiled and said, "Is that so? I thought the most you have done these days is to accompany the little teacher to go shopping and drink."

As soon as these words came out, even Haitang couldn't continue to sit still. He replied with a slight uneasy feeling: "Duoduo often asks Lord Fan for advice on the ways of heaven and man, and has benefited a lot."

His Majesty shook his head and looked at Fan Xian and said, "When is Fan Qing still going to hide that matter until?"

A drop of cold sweat emerged from Fan Xian's hair, but he refused to reveal the timidity in his heart, and it was only moistened in his long black hair. Fan Xian's first thought was - Could it be that Si Lili's affairs were exposed? If this is true, even if the emperor in front of him did not like women, he would have the same desire for power to be possessed by the emperor. I am afraid that he would not let himself leave Northern Qi again!

He flew out of the corner of his eyes, but saw Haitang's calm face calm, without any fear or anxiety, so he felt relieved, coughed twice, and asked respectfully: "I wonder what Your Majesty is talking about?"

No one knew about Sean's matter, except Haitang might have guessed that as long as it was not Si Lili's matter, Fan Xian would not feel guilty or fearful when facing the emperor of the north. Unexpectedly, the question from the Emperor of Northern Qi almost caused Fan Xian to fall from the chair. The conversation in the palace tonight was shocked!

"I'm here to ask you, what exactly is your sister Lin?" The Emperor of Northern Qi looked at Fan Xian and said coldly.

It was like a thunderclap struck the deep palace, just like the girl who went downstairs on a thunderstorm night shouting "Oh my God, Fan Xian was as stupid as a chicken, his body was a little stiff, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment - how could this emperor know that Wan'er was his cousin! This means that he knew his true life experience!

This is impossible! This is impossible! There are absolutely no more than five people in the whole world who know their true background, and those five people cannot reveal this shocking secret.

But the problem is that as the emperor of Northern Qi, he had countless capable people under his command. Did he really find this in some traces and piles of yellow paper? Otherwise, how could he ask... his wife, his sister Lin!

The Emperor of Northern Qi looked at him coldly, looked at his panicked expression, and slapped the armrest of the soft couch and scolded him: "Say!"

Say it like you!

Most of the expressions on Fan Xian's face were pretending, and he still maintained a strong and calm heart. He hooked his little finger with his left hand slightly, but suddenly remembered that because he was afraid that Haitang would find out about his relationship with the cliff, he had not brought the black dagger on his left leg these days.

Fight? You can't beat Haitang. Escape? As long as the Northern Qi side reveals his life experience, will the princes, eldest princes and second princes immediately become a bunch of hungry tigers? And the girls in the deep palace...

Fan Xian coughed twice, and his smile reappeared on his face. The other party actually said it in front of him. Of course, he was going to threaten himself, so he was going to pretend to be stupid and listen to the other party's conditions first: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

The Emperor of Northern Qi stood up and stepped on the soft boots. He was too lazy to fit the suit again. He walked straight towards Fan Xian. The expression on his face gradually became more and more exciting, from the slight anger he had before to a faint smile. There was still some excitement and expectation hidden in the smile.

Seeing this expression, Fan Xian was stunned and confirmed that the emperor's younger brother was a little pervert.

He held Fan Xian's shoulder with his hands. The Northern Qi emperor shook Fan Xian's shoulders a little out of control, and laughed loudly: "Fan Qing, Fan Qing, you have hidden me so much, you have hidden me so much."

"Ah?" Fan Xian had already given up the idea of ​​the Northern Qi emperor's destiny at this time. He looked at the face close to him with a silly look, and found that the emperor looked really good. The emperor took a bath every day and his body was fresh. Haitang looked at His Majesty's fanatical expression next to him. Seeing Fan Xian's silly look, he couldn't help laughing.

"Duke Cao!" The Emperor of Northern Qi shook him twice again, shaking Fan Xian a little dizzy, "Duke Cao! Tell me quickly whether Sister Lin finally became a good friend of Baoyu..."

Finally understood what was going on. Although he didn't know how the Northern Qi emperor guessed this, Fan Xian could not bear the trouble between surprise and joy anymore. He sat on the chair without saying anything else. He picked up the teacup beside him and took a few sips.

The emperor looked at him with a smile: "If you don't finish the stone record to me today, I will never allow you to leave the palace."

Fan Xian sighed and said, "How did Your Majesty know that the Stone Record was written by a foreign minister?"

The emperor looked at Haitang, and Haitang smiled slightly and said, "The only books are from Danbo Bookstore. Mr. Cao has always been hidden and not an official. Apart from Danbo Bookstore, no one else can know who he meant. The book "Stone Records" is popular all over the world. I don't know how many people are guessing who he is. When drinking the day before yesterday, Lord Fan seemed to have talked a little more, so naturally I guessed a little. Today, Your Majesty made another trick. Since the Lord admitted it, I guessed it right."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, not knowing how to speak. In fact, he doesn't really need the reputation of the author of the Stone Records now. Judging from the intimacy that Emperor Cao of Northern Qi had called for Cao Gong before, he almost made him mistakenly recognize him as Guo Jia. I think he is also an obsess with the Stone Records.

After confirming that Fan Xian was the author of the Stone Record, the Emperor of Northern Qi seemed very happy and said repeatedly: "Your family, let's talk about it, Baoyu finally accepted several girls."

Fan Xian laughed and thought that His Majesty was a lover of harem literature. He waved his hands and asked, "Your Majesty, the foreign minister has only made more than 60 chapters of random work, but the text has not been considered yet." When he said this, he thought about the issue of saving the manuscripts, updating the eunuchs when Ruoru asked for the article, which was really troublesome.

The Emperor of Northern Qi sighed and frowns when he heard this. He glanced at Haitang, who was recuperating from the side, and suddenly came to Fan Xian's ear and lowered his voice, "What is the connection between the Haitang Poetry Club in Chapter 37... and the little master?"

Fan Xian glanced at the corner of Miss Haitang's eyes softened slightly. He knew that the girl's home was eavesdropping, so he smiled slightly and responded boldly, "Your Majesty, the writer cannot explain himself. I forgive the foreign minister for not saying more."

His Majesty the Emperor showed a hint of ambiguousness and said, "Then Fan Qing will return quickly. If you have a chapter, remember to send a chapter to my place."

Fan Xian responded in panic and did not dare to say much.
Chapter completed!