The Fan Mansion is located in Dongcheng, Kyoto, and it is still a distance from Tianhe Road, and there is no palace to see. The living here are all dignitaries and nobles, and there is no room for ordinary people to stand on, so it seems quiet. On a deserted street, there is a mansion gate about ten feet away. Outside each mansion gate, a pair of stone lions are quietly squatting outside. Dozens of stone lions stare boredly in front of their own doors, staring at the carriage passing through the street.

The black carriage slowly passed through the street, without any curious eyes on both sides of the road. When he walked to the Fan Mansion, the carriage turned into the side alley with some difficulty, and stopped at the corner gate under the shade of a tree.

Fan Xian lifted the curtain and helped Fujiko-kyo get out of the car. There was no expression on his face. He looked at the surrounding environment and nodded in a way that was not easy to detect.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door was pushed open, and the servants inside came out to greet them, looked at Fan Xian curiously, and stammered as if they didn't know what to call and salute.

Fan Xian smiled, said nothing, and followed Fujiko-kyo into the door. The people breathed a sigh of relief and began to carry the full luggage stuffed into the carriage.

There was a servant waiting in the door, half-hunched, leading the two of them in. As we walked in, we saw that the courtyard was getting deeper, with rockery grass and shallow branches inside, and the scenery was quite elegant. I met some women along the way. When I saw someone coming, I kept my voice and quiet beside the road, without seeing any chaos.

As he walked deeper and deeper, he had not yet arrived at the inner courtyard. Fan Xian couldn't help but admire the grandeur of the old house in Kyoto, which was dozens of times larger than the Beppu in Danzhou Port. He could have such a large mansion in Kyoto, and it seemed that his father's power was indeed extraordinary.

If it were an ordinary person, he would always feel a little nervous and restrained when he first entered the luxury house. Even when Lin Meimei first entered the Rongguo Mansion in Dream of Red Mansions, she would not dare to speak too much, for fear that some mistakes would make mistakes and lose face in the mansion.

But Fan Xian is not an ordinary person. He has been a human being in his two lives and the cycle of life and death has made him feel a little free and easy. Besides, he has long been used to the identity of an illegitimate child. According to his mentality in his previous life, he does not feel any shame in this identity. Instead, he feels that his father should be embarrassed. If he extends this, he will not care about the face of the Fan family.

So he walked along the way, smiling, without any restraint. Although there was still a little shyness in his smile, these shyness was just some cover. He looked at the scenery in the mansion and was amazed. When he passed by the weeping willows, he stroked it and walked over and over the arch bridge on the shallow lake, and looked at the golden scales in the water, which seemed extremely casual.

The expression he had been walking along the way was all in the eyes of the servants of the house. These servants couldn't help but be curious. This "young master" who had heard of it for more than ten years turned out to be such a person. He couldn't say what was good or bad, but he always felt that the young man had a taste, but he didn't know how to tell the taste in words.

Before arriving at the inner courtyard, Fujiko Kyo whispered, "Young Master, I can't go in here anymore, you can go in yourself..." After thinking about it, he couldn't help but remind him, "Young Master is talking..." Along the way, Fujiko Kyo vaguely admired Fan Xian, who was not surprised by the favor and disgrace. Thinking of the secretly fighting between the Fan Mansion in the middle of the Beijing, I couldn't help but want to remind me, but as soon as I said that I was a little erotic and didn't know how to speak.

Fan Xian knew what he was thinking, and was slightly moved, and bowed with a smile: "Teng Da is at ease." Then he told him to remember to pack up his luggage and maybe use it at night, so how about it.

At this moment today, I can still think about what to do at night with leisure. Fujiko Kyoshi knew that the beautiful young man in front of me was far more mature than his average peers. After hearing this, he felt a little relieved, smiled, and went to the side courtyard with the servant to rest.

The servant who led the way was replaced by a maid, and he was still a pretty little girl. Fan Xian followed the girl and entered the backyard.

A middle-aged woman came over with a brass basin, half-squatted and bowed, then served him to wash his face. The temperature of the water was neither hot nor cold, just right.

Fan Xian was silent, wiped his hands, handed the towel back, and said thank you.

The middle-aged woman was a little surprised when she heard these two words and retreated in a little panic.

Fan Xian smiled, and then he remembered that Kyoto was not Danzhou. He was kind to his maids and sisters, and after putting it here, it seemed a bit redundant and out of place.

Even after entering the inner courtyard, I was not standing in the middle hall, but led by a maid to stand at the side door. The wall of the side door was painted completely white, and above the door opening, there was a slightly protruding black rain eaves.

After standing for a long time, no one came to pay attention. I wondered if the old house was trying to exaggerate his illegitimate son. Fan Xian gradually felt a little dry in his heart. He then took a deep breath and pressed down. He looked up at the black eaves. After looking carefully, he found that this ancient building was indeed elegant.

In fact, Fan Xian blamed them wrongly. The maids and mothers stood aside, not deliberately neglecting him, but they knew the identity of the young man and did not dare to step forward for a while. First, they did not know what to call him, after all, the other party was not from the official wife of the Fan Mansion; second, the head of the family did not dare to act rashly before the head of the family arrived. However, naturally someone had already informed the head of the family.

Fan Xian waited for a while, smiled self-deprecatingly, and waved to the little girl who brought him in.

The little maid had a pretty face, a very tender face, and was very young. She asked in a soft voice: "Young...Young...What are the instructions?" She originally wanted to call her young master, but when she thought of the problem, she couldn't call her, but she swallowed the word "Zheng" and her face turned red.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, Fan Xian laughed and said, "Come on a chair for me."

The little maid went as she said, and moved a wooden chair from the hall. The chair was a bit heavy, and she was slightly breathless.

Fan Xian went forward and then placed the chair on the ground, smiled slightly, then sat on the golden horse, looked up at the rainy eaves on his head, but he didn't care about the eyes around him anymore.

The maids and grandmothers were surprised to see that the boy was sitting on the chair like this. Before the elders arrived, the younger generation should be cautious in standing in front of the steps. How could such a big-picture truth be there?

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A very fine footsteps came from the corridor, and a very faint fragrance came with the wind, which made people feel refreshed. Fan Xian turned his head and saw a noble lady walking over with a smile on her face. The woman had a beautiful face, her eyes were like lacquer, her skirt was slightly shaking, and her golden ginger was slightly chaotic, but with the unrevealed nobleness on her body, it made people not feel so swaying, but it felt like this.

Fan Xian took a breath and stood up from the chair.

The woman's eyebrows were as dark as the distance. With a smile, the whole courtyard was bright. She looked at Fan Xian from afar and said, "Xian'er has worked hard all the way, so sit down."
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