Chapter 106: King of the East China Sea

Fan Xian sat on the couch and gently held his grandmother's hand. He found that the wrinkles on his grandmother's hands were getting deeper and deeper, and he felt a palpitations that were about to separate from his bones and flesh. After diagnosing the pulse, he found that his grandmother only suffered from wind and cold occasionally and had no major problems with her body. However... After all, she was old and the oil was about to endure and the lamp was about to dry up. I don't know how many years she could survive.

When he thought of this, his mood became depressed, and the shock brought by the emperor downstairs at this moment made him fall into silence.

After a long quiet on the second floor, the old lady sighed and said, "What are you worried about?"

"I don't know how to go in the future?" Fan Xian looked at grandma's serious face and said with a smile. He knew that under grandma's serious face, a gentle heart was hidden.

"You have been walking very well in the past few years." The old lady's voice was a little low, although she must not hear the conversation between their grandparents and grandchildren downstairs. She smiled kindly and rubbed Fan Xian's head, with a sense of pride and relief in her tone and expression.

With the status and reputation that Fan Xian has gained in the past three years, he has certainly given enough reason to be proud of this old lady who has taught her grandson.

"There are half ninety people who travel a hundred miles." Fan Xian patted his head with a self-deprecating voice and said, "I'm afraid that my head will suddenly fall off when I'm halfway through."

The old lady looked at her grandson quietly and said gently after a while: "Did Your Majesty come to Danzhou and have some unlucky thoughts?"

Fan Xian lowered his head and thought for a long time, confirmed what his previous mood was, and then nodded solemnly.

The old lady looked at his eyes and whispered: "You are too old, but I must remind you of some things."

"Grandma, please speak."

"Our Fan family never needs to stand on the side...and you don't need to stand on the side, because we always stand in front of His Majesty." The old lady said seriously and seriously: "As long as you guarantee this, you will never make mistakes."

There are countless meanings hidden in this sentence, but they are all based on the strongest trust in the emperor. Fan Xian glanced at grandma in confusion, but did not dare to ask.

"Things that have been proven in thirty years do not need to be doubted."

Fan Xian didn't think so. He thought that what history proved would often be overturned in the future. After thinking for a while, he said, "But under such circumstances, it is too risky for His Majesty to leave Kyoto."

"Are you going to give advice later?" The old lady looked at her grandson with a smile.

Fan Xian nodded after thinking for a little while: "It should be too late to rush back at this time." In fact, this is also a false confusion. He knew that since the emperor came to Danzhou at this time, he must have very important ideas in his heart. He could not rush back in just a few words, but as a minister. Especially when he wanted to pretend to be a loyal minister and a filial son, he had to say some words in person.

The old lady smiled and said, "Then you go, otherwise Your Majesty will be anxious."

Fan Xian also smiled, but did not leave immediately. He carefully used Tianyi's true energy to penetrate into his grandma's body. He checked the old man's physical condition, left a few prescriptions, and talked with his grandma for a while until the old man started to get sleepy. He then pulled a thin towel for his grandma and tiptoed downstairs.

Going down to the first floor, the Minister of Rites, the Imperial Heaven Supervisor, and the Eunuch Yao. Those people looked at Fan Xiandi with a strange look. These people did not expect that Mr. Fan was so brave that he stayed on the second floor for so long, and left the Emperor Majesty who was waiting to talk to him for a long time.

In this world, Fan Xian is probably the only one who dared to let the Emperor of Qing Kingdom wait for so long. These big shots were thinking in their hearts that His Majesty's favor for this illegitimate child was indeed an exaggeration.

Fan Xian bowed to these people and asked with a smile: "Where is Your Majesty?"

The Minister of Rites smiled bitterly, glanced outside with his eyes, and pointed him in the way. Eunuch Yao held back his laughter and led Fan Xian out, saying, "Look at the osmanthus flowers in the garden."

The most famous thing in Danzhou is flower tea. Both Shangshu and Fan Xian like this. Every year, the old house is delivered to Kyoto, and some of them are still tributed to the palace. Although the garden in the old house is not big, a corner is also separated by Fan Xian, and some osmanthus flowers are planted for tea.

Walking outside the corner garden, Eunuch Yao hunched down. Fan Xian felt a little strange. The leader of the imperial study room was not serving His Majesty, but why did he run away? As he thought, his footsteps had already stepped into the garden and saw the emperor under the tree.

And the old guy next to the emperor.

Fan Xian took a deep breath of air conditioning. No wonder Eunuch Yao didn't have to be by the emperor. It turned out that another father-in-law was standing beside him. He walked forward, bowed to the emperor, and turned his body sideways, and said to the eunuch as politely but not abruptly: "Good Eunuch Hong, good security."

In front of the emperor, showing kindness to the eunuch is something that should never have happened. But Fan Xian knew that Eunuch Hong was not an ordinary person, and the emperor would also give him three points of respect. He said hello himself, which should not be anything.

Hong Siyang smiled slightly, glanced at Fan Xian, said nothing, and retreated behind the emperor.

The emperor moved his eyes from the osmanthus trees in the garden, clapped his hands, turned around and said to Fan Xian, "I heard that these trees were planted by you?"

Fan Xian responded: "Yes, the old house garden is not big, and there were no trees planted inside before, which looked a bit boring, especially in spring and summer, there were tall trees and flowers outside, but the inside was too quiet, so a few were moved."

"It seems that your child still has a bit of fun." The emperor smiled and said, "When I lived in this yard, I also had trees, but they were all discounted by me and others in martial arts practice."

Fan Xian was shocked. He lived in this house for sixteen years, but he never knew that the emperor had lived here before, and the old lady's mouth was really tight.

He suddenly thought of the past that his father and Prince Jing had mentioned. His Majesty once took Chen Pingping and his father to Danzhou for a trip. At that time, His Majesty was just an unknown prince. And in Danzhou... they met their mother and Uncle Wu Zhu. In this way, when the emperor lived in the old house, that is... well, the moment when the wheel of history began to turn?

While walking in the garden and talking about gossip with the emperor, Fan Xian became a little anxious. He didn't know what opportunity to find to speak, so he advised the emperor to return to Beijing as soon as possible. The expression on his face began to appear a little unnatural.

"I'm not in a vain." As if guessing what Fan Xian was thinking, the emperor mocked him slightly: "Three days after I left Kyoto, I have already told the world, so don't worry too much."

Fan Xian opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Your Majesty... everyone knows that you are here in Danzhou?"

"Wrong, everyone knows that I am going to sacrifice to heaven." The emperor glanced at him, put his hands behind him, and walked out of the garden first.

Fan Xian glanced at Eunuch Hong with some confusion. He quickly followed and followed the emperor and asked, "Your Majesty, why don't you know about this?"

The emperor did not stop and sneered: "Sir, Imperial Envoy, you have fun at sea, how can you receive the order I sent to Hangzhou?"

Fan Xian was embarrassed and dared not respond.

The emperor paused and said a little angrily: "After all the time, you are a decent imperial envoy, how can you leave your post without permission? I have issued an order to let you join the team of sacrifices to the sky. After returning to Hangzhou in the future, you will take these rules."

Fan Xian was slightly shocked after being embarrassed. It turned out that His Majesty's decree had already been told to the world clearly and let him join the team of sacrifices to the sky. No wonder the officials along the coast would guess the people on the ship. But what the emperor said before was obviously covering up himself... Hey, it seems that his Majesty's mood was not so bad after a few months in Kyoto.

Watching the emperor step out of the wooden door of the old house. The guards hidden in the darkness and the officials in the courtyard followed. For a moment, the scene was extremely lively. Fan Xian could no longer help but catch up a few steps and lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty... The situation in Kyoto is not yet determined, and it is a sacrifice to the sky. Then I will escort Your Majesty back to Beijing."

The emperor stopped, looked back at him with a funny look, and said, "Since we are offering sacrifices to heaven, why do we have to go back to Beijing?"

Fan Xian replied in a daze: "Sacrificing to the sky is naturally in the temple."

"There is more than one temple in Qing." The emperor said lightly: "There is also a temple on Dadong Mountain."

Fan Xian was shocked and couldn't speak for a long time. The emperor actually came to Dadongshan to worship the sky thousands of miles away! No wonder there were very few scholars in Congli with him, but the Minister of Rites, Taichang Temple, and the Imperial Heaven Supervisor followed... These people were indeed needed to worship the heaven and the deposed crown prince, but why was this matter not handled in Kyoto, but he had to run to the shore of the East China Sea? Isn't the emperor worried at all...

"I know what you are worried about." The emperor's expression was a little soft, as if he felt that this son was always considering his father's safety. He thought about it for a while and said with a smile: "Since you can't control your worries, then, you will be responsible for the safety of my trip."

Fan Xian was shocked again and smiled bitterly, thinking that he had taken such a hard work for him, but he could no longer refuse, so he had to thank him for his gratitude.

"Come to the dock later to see me." The emperor knew what Fan Xian was going to do next, and after saying a word, he walked out of the mansion with Eunuch Hong and got on the carriage. Eunuch Yao and a group of ministers followed him out one after another.

Fan Xian stood at the door of the mansion, looking at the slightly changing lights around the street, and knew that the tiger guards and the swordsmen of the inspectors who were accompanying him had followed him, and he felt a little relieved. He summoned the caller, and Wang Qinian ran over from across the street, and said to Fan Xian with a look of astonishment: "Sir, the one who went before..."

Fan Xian nodded.

Wang Qinian swallowed with difficulty and lowered his voice and said, "Why did this master come here?"

Fan Xian's face was slightly dark and he murmured: "No one knows why, but I only know that if something happens to him, I will be done."

If the emperor was surprised during the sacrifice to heaven and earth, Fan Xian, who is now taking on the important task of guarding the Supervisory Office, would naturally die very ugly. At least the people in Kyoto would definitely put this blame on Fan Xian, but they themselves sat on the chair with a smile.

Fan Xian clenched his fists and smiled bitterly and said, "I don't want to be the Sigujian... I will send the orders to the courtyard. All the people stationed in Shandong Road in the courtyard were mobilized and woke me up. If anyone is within fifty miles of Dadong Mountain, I will report it first."

Wang Qinian agreed.

Fan Xian said again: "Send an order to Jiangbei, and ask Jing Ge to lead the five hundred black cavalry to rush to Dongshan Road overnight, deploy defenses along the northwest line, cooperate with the local prefecture army, and make sure there is no problem... If there is any abnormal movement, kill it without any reason."

Wang Qinian looked up at the adults. The northwest of Dongshan Road pointed directly to Cangzhou, Yanjing. It was the location of Yan Xiaoyi's Grand Governor's camp. However, the two places were far apart. If Yan Xiaoyi really had the courage to rebel and kill the king, there would be no way to mobilize the army so far and not alarm the court.

"Be careful is always the best way to do it." Fan Xian said with his head down, feeling extremely annoyed. The emperor played this way and I wonder how many people he would scare.

Wang Qinian took the order and left. At this time, a man in a common man walked to Fan Xian's side, bowed and bowed and said, "According to Your Majesty's order, please give me the order."

Fan Xian glanced at the man and said gently: "Deputy Commander, you are more familiar with Your Majesty's personal defense. If there is anything wrong, let's discuss it."

The security of the Qing Kingdom Palace was the Imperial Guard and the Great Insider Guard. The two systems were basically the same team at that time. The commander of the Great Insider Guard a few years ago was Yan Xiaoyi, and the deputy commander was Gong Dian, who led the Imperial Guard and the Guard.

After Fan Xian visited the palace at night in the fifth year of Qingli, the security and defense arrangement of the palace underwent a major change. Yan Xiaoyi was transferred to the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition, and the imperial guards and the guards were also divided into two parts. The current eldest prince is responsible for the imperial guards. The guards in the palace were captured by Eunuch Yao.

The person who was talking to Fan Xian at this time was the eldest prince's deputy, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. Fan Xian was naturally more polite when talking to him, but he didn't even have time to say hello and asked directly: "How many people have the Imperial Guard?"

"Two thousand." The deputy commander of the Imperial Army replied respectfully: "Everyone is responding to the order outside Danzhou City."

Fan Xian nodded, thinking that the two thousand imperial guards, plus the experts around the emperor, safety issues should be guaranteed.

He looked back at the two-story building in a corner of the old house. He was slightly ecstatic. When he thought of the first time he left Danzhou, his grandmother had said that he would make him crueler. At the same time, he thought of his grandmother who once said that his mother died because she was too gentle.

At this moment, Fan Xian even thought of the words he had said when he was young, and the faint truth of his grandmother hugged her. Suddenly, he was moved - but he immediately suppressed it, and shook his head with a sigh.

The Eunuch Hong next to His Majesty is unfathomable. Uncle Wu Zhu is not around, and Shadow and Haitang are not there either. He plus Wang Shisanlang, his strength is not strong enough, and he is far away in Danzhou and cannot control the movements in Kyoto. The most important thing is... Fan Xian must admit that until today, the emperor is pretty good to him.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that this fantasy was waving out of his mind.

The deputy commander of the Imperial Army did not know that he was thinking about some traitorous things in his heart. He thought that Lord Xiao Fan was worried about His Majesty's safety, so he could not persuade him a few words and patted his chest to express his confidence.

On the wharf in Danzhou, the onlookers had already been driven out of sight, and the fishing boats traveling around had already returned to the port. The entire city seemed to have become extremely depressed and awe-inspiring because of the arrival of the middle-aged man in a light yellow robe on the wharf.

Only the floating clouds in the sky, the foam in the sea, and the seagulls flying between the sky and the water seem to not feel this pressure, and they are still floating, floating, flying freely.

The birds were foraging at sea, making sharp screams, awakening the contemplative emperor on the pier.

He summoned the call back and said, "Come to me."

Fan Xian, who had been watching the emperor's figure under the wooden pier, listened to this, jumped onto the wooden board, walked to the emperor, slightly behind, and looked forward, looking at the endless sea.

"Step forward." The emperor held his hands in his arms and did not look back.

Fan Xian was stunned, followed the order and stood side by side with the emperor.

The sea breeze blew, and the hair on the emperor's cheeks swept back, but there was no tenderness. Instead, it felt a bit firm and heart-wrenching. At his feet, the waves were beating the reefs under the wooden board, turning into one snow, two snow, and countless snow.

"Raise your chest." The emperor looked at the end of the sea and said to Fan Xian beside him, "I don't like you to pretend to be a coward."

Fan Xian smiled slightly, understood His Majesty's state of mind at this time, relaxed naturally as he said, standing side by side with him, and not speaking.

"The last time I came to Danzhou, I was not even the prince." The emperor said slowly: "Chen Pingping stood behind him like Hong Siyi, your father... Fan Jian stood side by side with me like you at this time, washing and bathing in the particularly clear sea breeze in Danzhou."

"Since becoming the crown prince, Fan Jian has never dared to stand side by side with me again."

Fan Xian turned his head slightly and saw a trace of self-deprecation flashing across the corner of His Majesty's lips.

The emperor mocked, "When I sit on that chair and fight in the north and south, I don't say I stand, there are no one who dares to talk to me straight."
To be continued...