I have a role in the heavens

"Father, I don't understand why, even though my reputation for sleeping on a flower boat was spread, His Majesty still didn't react and took back my betrothal!" Fan Xian was standing in the study of Uncle Sinan's Mansion. , in front of Fan Jian, he told the ridiculous things he had done to regret his marriage. I don't understand what Emperor Qing is thinking, why he has turned himself into a prodigal son who is nostalgic for the land of fireworks, and is willing to marry the princess to him, but there is no movement.

"Don't even think about regretting your marriage. His Majesty's decision cannot be questioned. What you have done can only be in vain!" Fan Jian sternly scolded Fan Xian. He was very insistent that Fan Xian marry Lin Waner. After all, as long as he marries Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian can take back control of Neiku. Neiku was founded by Fan Xian's mother, Ye Qingmei. From Fan Jian's point of view, it is natural for sons to inherit their mother's business.

"I won't agree. The person I want to marry is not the princess. I want to marry the person I like. I don't want to be in charge of the inner treasury. That's not what I want!" Fan Xian doesn't care about Fan Jian at all. He scolded and insisted on his choice. The person he wanted to marry most in his life was the girl with chicken legs. He would never wrong himself for the sake of the inner treasure. He had to make the decision on his own marriage.

"The inner treasury was created by your mother's hard work. Now that you have such a good opportunity to get it back, I will never allow you to act arbitrarily. Do you know what the inner treasury and Lin Wan'er mean?" Fan Jian hated that iron cannot become steel. He said, pinching the center of his eyebrows with his hand to relieve his headache caused by Fan Xian's stubbornness.

"What does it mean?" Fan Xian asked Fan Jian with a nonchalant expression. He didn't care about this. He was now looking forward to spending time with his chicken-legged girl as soon as possible.

"The inner treasury is in business all over the world. Being in charge of the inner treasury means that you control half of the wealth of the Qing Kingdom. Lin Wan'er is Lin Ruofu's only daughter. As the prime minister of the dynasty, Lin Ruofu has disciples and former officials all over the court. There are me and him With support, this means that your career will be smooth in the future, and your future will definitely not be worse than that of Guo Baokun. You can become the most powerful person in the Qing Dynasty, one person below the other, and more than ten thousand people. You can call the wind, call the rain, and be omnipotent!" Fan Jian seemed to be thinking of Fan Xian. I can't help but feel a happy smile on my face at my future achievements.

"But these are not what I want. The life I want is to live an ordinary life with the people I like, without such big ambitions!" Fan Xian's expression was sincere, without any concealment, and he spoke directly to Fan Jian Explained his thoughts.

"The inner treasury is your mother's life's work. She must hope that you will take charge and inherit it." Fan Jian stood up directly behind the desk, walked around the desk and came to Fan Xian, with an unquestionable look on his face.

"My mother definitely wants me to be happy more than to let me inherit the so-called inner treasure or even risk my own marriage!" Fan Xian retorted firmly to Fan Jian's words. No parent would make fun of their children's marriage. , All parents in the world want their children to be happy.

"Your mother...!" Fan Jian thought of Ye Qingmei's character and style. She might indeed be dismissive of the so-called inner treasure, but would rather hope that Fan Xian lives a happier life. There was a tangle on Fan Jian's face. On the one hand, he missed Ye Qingmei very much and hoped that Fan Xian could inherit Ye Qingmei's legacy. On the other hand, he also knew that Ye Qingmei's character was really what Fan Xian said. .

Fan Jian walked up and down in the study room with his hands behind his back. It was difficult to make up his mind. Fan Xian was in charge of the inner treasury only for this one chance. If he gave up, he would never get the inner treasury again.

In the end, emotion defeated interests. Fan Jian stopped, his face a little slumped, his eyes fixed on Fan Xian, with love and a trace of struggle in his eyes, and he said with some dejection, "You can decide for yourself, as long as you want, then I will Let’s go and break the engagement for you!”

"Your mother probably also wants you to be happy, so I'm stubborn. You go down and think about it. I'm waiting for news from you!" Fan Jian sat back at the desk, put his hands together on the table, and put his chin Putting it on his hand, the dim light in the study room shone on Fan Jian's face, and he could vaguely detect Fan Jian's hesitation and entanglement.

"Then I'm leaving! Take care of yourself!" Fan Xian never called Fan Jian his father. He always communicated with Fan Jian in plain language and never used honorifics. Fan Xian knew how difficult it was for Fan Jian to give up this tempting opportunity, and being willing to go to Emperor Qing to break off the engagement for him was already taking a huge risk, so Fan Xian hesitated and looked at Fan Jian, For the first time, he clearly felt the deep fatherly love for him from the man in front of him. However, Fan Xian, who was not good at expressing, only used the word "you" to express his inner gratitude and respect.

Fan Xian opened the study door and walked straight out of the house. Now the resistance in front of his happiness finally disappeared. All the pressure disappeared in Fan Xian's heart, so what he wanted most now was to find Thinking of his own chicken-leg girl, Fan Xian couldn't help but quicken his pace and trotted all the way.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Fan Ruoruo asked curiously as she looked at Fan Xian running outside.

"Just in time, Ruoruo, please accompany me to Prince Jing's Mansion. I'm going to find your future sister-in-law!" Fan Xian thought that he was not familiar with Prince Jing, so he grabbed Fan Ruoruo and went together.

"Brother, you found the chicken-leg girl. What does she look like? Have I seen it before? Which family's daughter she is?" Fan Ruoruo threw a series of questions at Fan Xian.

"Tell me on the way!" Fan Xian didn't want to delay for a moment, he grabbed Fan Ruoruo's hand and ran out of the house.

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"Brother Fan, these are all the maids and maids in our Prince Jing's Mansion, there are no more!" Li Hongcheng said helplessly as he looked at Fan Xian who was constantly looking for girls in his manor.

"Is that all there is? Is there anyone else who hasn't come? Could it be you who hid her?" Fan Xian went a little crazy. He searched all over Prince Jing's Mansion, but he didn't find the chicken-leg girl. He didn't know who she was. Something went wrong, how could it not be possible? He had finally won the freedom of marriage, but he couldn't find his sweetheart. Fan Xian excitedly grabbed Li Hongcheng's shoulders with his hands and confirmed again.

"Brother Fan is kidding. How could I do this? Besides, I don't know who Brother Fan is looking for?" Li Hongcheng endured the pain in his shoulder and explained to Fan Xian in a good voice.

"How is it possible? Why isn't there?" Fan Xian looked at the pairs of maids and maids arranged in front of him. He looked through it from beginning to end again, but still couldn't find that familiar face. He felt like he was hit hard. Everyone was hanging their heads in dejection.

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