The dream returns to the body and the doubts enter the dream, some people are haggard and some return home

Teng Zijing glanced at Wang Qinian, who had been standing quietly behind Fan Xian, and noticed that the smell on his body seemed different from that of the guards in the mansion, so he responded in a low voice. Fan Xian looked at him and confessed in a low voice: "This is Wang Qinian. I am currently holding a concurrent position in the Supervisory Yuan. Don't tell others." There have been some changes. After all, he didn't expect that the young master he had been willing to follow at the beginning could actually sneak into the courtyard of Guishen Piyi within a few months of entering the capital.

Fan Xian called Wang Qinian again and introduced: "This is Fujizijing, whom I mentioned before when we met for the second time. How close will you two be in the future? You must know that he has saved me." Life." After hearing this, a layer of red appeared on Teng Zijing's face, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "The young master said something serious, but it was actually the young master who saved my life that day."

Wang Qinian clasped his hands, smiled, and said nothing. Like Fujiko Kyo, he is very satisfied with the current situation. Not only did he successfully return to the Overwatch Council, but the key is that his monthly salary has also increased a lot. The dean also personally visited him once. Since he became a civilian many years ago, , I haven’t had this kind of treatment for a long time. Although Lord Fan is only an eighth-grade Taichang Temple coroner, he has a badge of Ti Ke - apart from his own team, only the prison chief and Mu Tie in the Overwatch Council know about this Ti Si, and no one else in the Overwatch Council knows about it. Very clear. This kind of mysterious little power made him feel very comfortable.

What he had for dinner was game. Although Fujiko Kyo repeatedly said that there was nothing delicious in the farm, the meat was dripping with fat. Roll it in the pot and add smooth and tender green vegetables. It was so delicious that even Fan Sizhe worked up his appetite and ate the meat as if no one else was watching. Fan Xian gave him a funny look, then took a piece of meat and put it to his lips. He found that the meat was extremely tender, but the silky skin had clear layers and was very resistant to chewing. He couldn't help but praise it and asked: "Is this muntjac or something?"

Fujizijing's daughter-in-law was greeting at the side. Listening to the young master's question, she quickly replied: "This is white muntjac meat. ”

When he heard the word Bai Muntie, Fan Xian froze. He placed the chopsticks in front of him and seemed to have forgotten his movements. At this moment, he remembered many years ago, even before Danzhou. It will take longer. At that time, I was lying on the hospital bed, thinking about eating white muntjac meat. The pretty nurse also joked that she was fanciful - Fan Shen had never eaten white muntjac meat in his previous life, and only knew that it was the favorite game of people in his hometown - these memories seemed to have faded, and Fan Xian had not eaten them for a long time. Thinking of what happened in his previous life, unexpectedly, Bai Mengzi today aroused emotions that had been hidden for a long time.

Fan Ruoruo was stuttering on the side. Seeing that his brother's expression seemed a little strange, he asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Fan Xian woke up immediately. He smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing." He turned around and asked Fujizijing if any of these wild game products were waxed. After receiving a positive reply, he happily asked the other party to pack a few dozen kilograms for him and prepare to take them back to Kyoto. Fujiko Kyo didn't expect that what he prepared today would be so in line with the young master's wishes, and he was very happy.

Fan Xian picked up his wine glass and drank with several people at the table. He smiled and said, "Tengda, you are not fully healed from your injury, so drink less." Fan Ruoruo looked at his brother and smiled slightly. As if she was shaming him, Fan Xian knew that his sister had guessed his feelings. The main purpose of bringing the cured game back to Beijing, besides wanting to eat it, is to let the gluttonous Wan'er enjoy the taste.

After dinner, Fan Sizhe extremely pervertedly continued to go to his room to settle accounts. Fan Xian really didn’t know what fun it was to settle accounts, let alone a twelve or thirteen-year-old The little bully could not bear to indulge in boring numbers, so he could only sigh and let him go.

Rejecting Fuji Zijing’s request to accompany him on crutches, he led Fan Ruoruo to the fields outside the courtyard and looked at the full moon that seemed to be floating quietly in the green hills opposite. It's an unknown tree rustling in the night wind, it's a beautiful scene.

"The dream returns to me. Some people are haggard and some are gone." Fan Xian thought about the things he recalled in his previous life, and occasionally sighed with emotion, and casually read two sentences, "My husband's time has passed. , the passer-by of generations, the traveler of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things, life is a big dream. Sometimes I really wonder if I am still lying on that bed, just having a dream that lasts until I wake up. "

He sighed casually, knowing that his sister probably couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he had forgotten the unrestrained meaning hidden in Mr. Li Bai's words, and how lethal it was to a young girl. Sure enough... Fan Ruoruo His eyes began to shine.

Fan Xian immediately knew that he had made a mistake, and with a sad face, he was about to explain that except for the first two sentences, the rest were written by a talented man named Li Bai, but suddenly he thought of Sizhe mocking him during the day, and he sighed to himself He took a breath and stopped this behavior that might seem pretentious to others but seemed natural to him. It was also suitable for him that even if he said that his sister would not believe him, after all, the Supervisory Yuan had arrested several Xin Qijis back then, but none of them were private salt dealers who could write lyrics, so he simply held Ruoruo in his arms and watched the moon together.

Although Fan Xian has lived in this world for more than ten years, he still retains some unique qualities. These qualities are not in line with this world, but they are of great benefit to him. , such as the defense between men and women, such as physical contact. When he hugged his sister, of course there was no thought of anything between men and women, it was just a pure brother-sister relationship. On the contrary, Fan Ruoruo was held in his arms, feeling warm and slightly ashamed, and naturally forgot to ask those things again.

In the distance, two members of the Overwatch Council stood under another tree like two iron drills, protecting their safety.

"Get up early tomorrow. I have to go to the city to do some work." Fan Xian sniffed his sister's hair and found a faint orchid fragrance. He asked curiously: "What method was used?"

Fan Ruoruo was a little shy and didn't know what to say in reply to her brother: "I soaked in mango water, why are you in such a hurry?"

Girls in this world are actually I rarely wash my hair, so it doesn't smell good, even when Fan Xian and Si Lili were rolling around in the same bed, all covered by the strong fragrance. Since Fan Xian came to Beijing, he shamelessly asked Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er to wash their hair frequently, and also gave them free shower heads and high-hanging wooden barrel designs that he made in Danzhou. Ruoruo and Wan'er couldn't resist him, so they had no choice but to follow his instructions. Unexpectedly, the effect was so obvious that it immediately spread throughout the Fan Mansion and the Royal Courtyard. Now, even Liu Shi washes her hair more often.

"Father should be very happy." This was Fan Xian's subtext, and then he replied to Ruoruo: "Kyoto is quieter in the morning. I want to go somewhere. You go with me, and no one else. Followed."

Fan Ruoruo was very touched to know that her brother trusted her.

Fan Xian added: "I have to go to Qing Yutang tomorrow. Shopkeeper Ye has agreed with me. Kyoto has been relatively quiet recently, so it's just the right time to go and have a look." Qing As expected, the shopkeeper of Yutang lived up to his reputation. Fan Sizhe was mainly responsible for accounting planning, and shopkeeper Ye was responsible for implementation. He actually made the business of Danbo Bookstore better and better. With his strong capital and official background, in two months It has eaten all its counterparts in the neighboring streets, and recently it has slowly extended its tentacles to neighboring states and counties.

"Can the tofu shop be opened yet?" Fan Ruoruo suddenly thought of a small thing and asked: "The prince is interested in the soy milk you deliver to the house every day. I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to get it." "Drink, haven't I always advised you to drink it?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly and said, "Your brother and I are about to become a man who earns hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, why do I care about that?" Of course, this was just a joke. He went on to say: "Whenever you have free time, just do it. Anyway, you have nothing to do now, so you have to do something." In his heart, there is nothing that our lady cannot show her face. , not to mention the concept of running a tofu stall, I just thought that if Ruoruo reads and writes poems every day, he will not become stupid in the future.

Fan Ruoruo was a little embarrassed, but he still agreed.

Thinking of something important, Fan Xian frowned, held his sister's shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "Ruoruo, although in my opinion, you are only a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, divorced It's still early, but the atmosphere in Kyoto is really not good. Even a young boy like me is forced to marry a wife. You have to be careful and choose the one you like. Like He Zongwei who came to the house that day, the three of us I kicked him out with a broom, but what if I am accused of marrying someone worthless in the future?" He said seriously: "Since you want to marry, you have to choose the right one, and marry well. Yes, I like it, so I have to take action early, before the wedding. The risk of marriage is too high. After all, not everyone in this world has the same good luck as your brother and me. That's fine, I have enough confidence to withstand it, but what if... what if it's the palace's will? With the position of the Fan family, we have to guard against this kind of thing."

Fan Ruoruo. Listening to her brother's words, she felt a little ashamed at first, and then found it funny when she heard him boasting. Only when she finally heard the word "gongli" did she really feel a little sad. Didn't she know that ordinary officials at her age , it is indeed about to get engaged, but... staying with my brother every day, and looking at the men in this world always feels boring, so how can I find the one I love?