This is the country in exchange for ministers

"I'm afraid you are not a fool." Fan Song stood up again, his face slightly stiff.That big guy standing in his own courtyard in a black light, really hit his own Shen Pan at the slightest disagreement?

"You are stupid." Shen Pan said firmly. "I asked you to pay, but you don't."

"So you lost it?" Fan Song, who was calm in his heart, suddenly wanted to laugh.This one seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

He can't quite understand this man's mind, but he still wants to respect this magical way of thinking.

"Then Mr. Shen just far-fetched and gave himself so many reasons why he was wrong?" Fan Song's eyes lit up, and his sallow face also glowed a little moist in the dark night.This time, he put the ax lightly at his feet, and lost the hostility he had just had.

"It's all bullshit." Shen Pan remained expressionless.My own parents, I dare not defend myself, so who are you pointing at?

"So is Mr. Shen here today?" Fan Song nodded in agreement.Relaxed, and slowly lowered his guard against Shen Pan.This person puts aside power, right and wrong, and can talk about these things with him, which is different from those dudes outside.

"Reconciliation." Shen Pan silently spit out two words.

An apology is just a formality, whoever pays is different?The important thing is that Fan Song will not cut off his future.This is not just the kindness of a steamed bun.

In the previous life, the two countries were in turmoil and the people were in dire straits. For the sake of the common people, Feng Lian went to Weichen Mountain three times to seek the law of governing the country from Master Ji.

The Inorganic Master never opened the door.It was only spread that he could only read scriptures, but not govern the country.Feng Lian asking him is tantamount to asking for a fish after a tree.

That old bald donkey is very tricky.Hidden in the national temple, all day long I only know to accept the incense money and pretend to be deep there.

But when Feng Lian was at the end of his battle, he came down and sacrificed his decades of cultivation to kill Feng Lian. "The emperor cured the flood, suppressed the rebellion, and received good ministers. Why do you need to ask the poor monk how to govern the country? Now the poor monk is acting like his ancestors cutting meat to feed the eagles. I only hope that the emperor will not forget the teachings of the former emperor."

The old monk was good at Tai Chi, but he never thought that he would really save Fenglian.

When he was waiting at the side that day, when he heard "The Buddha cut meat and fed it to the eagle", the first thing that came to mind was the rough-faced steamed buns that the yellow-faced scholar was holding in front of him.

The old monk is talking about benevolence.He praised Fenglian as the Lord of Benevolence.The kind of benevolence that can be responsible for the world.

The old monk rescued Fenglian on the eve of his dispatch of troops.The new emperor of Ningguo was tyrannical and innocent, and Fenglian resolutely sent troops before he died. He wanted revenge, and Fenglian wanted to take Ningguo into his pocket and govern with virtue.

He is a good emperor who has the world in his heart. If he lives a few more years, he will definitely create a prosperous and prosperous world.

Shen Pan met two people like Feng Lian.One is Wuji, who was worried about the world, exhausted all his skills to save Fenglian, and passed away.One is Fan Song who is almost starving to death and wants to give him buns to eat.

The first one had a great reputation, felt that his death was well deserved, and died with a smile on his face.The second one is depressed and frustrated, and I don’t know where to dedicate myself silently. I guess I will die of depression.

Feng Lian said that benevolence is rare, because power and status are too attractive, and those who are only interested in profit will eventually have a different way from them and will not conspire with each other.Shen Pan felt that it was a pity that he didn't help when he met one.

He regretted that he ruined a good boy who was kind and helpful to the world because of himself.

Now that he has caught up, even if this good boy has a little temper and doesn't apologize to him, he will bear it.

After rebirth, Shen Pan felt that he became more negotiable.

Face is the most useless thing in this world.

Shen Pan spoke the two words lightly, but Fan Song in front of him was a little at a loss.

Fan Song looked at him quietly, his eyes were secretive.After watching for a while, I finally took a deep breath and calmed down.She arched her hands at him. "I got it."

Shen Pan decided not to talk to Fan Song easily in the future.

Why is there always no text? T^T

"And then?" Shen Pan held back and asked dryly.

"You don't need to drink tea. There is no good tea for a poor family. I have reconciled with Young Master Shen, and Young Master Shen can go." Fan Song made a gesture of invitation.Let Shen Pan go.

…………

Shen Pan, who was stunned, felt that either Fan Song had a problem, or he had a problem.But he still has to die with Fan.

OK, I'll bear with it.

Shen Pan smiled awkwardly at Fan Song. "Then what?"

"Then? And what else?" Fan Song smiled wryly. "You were kicked out, and I was also kicked out. There is no future at all. Even if we reconcile, we will not be able to go back. I know that Mr. Shen was born in a noble family, but I have no face to ask you for alms. The friendship between gentlemen is weak. Like water, let’s return from bridge to bridge road.”

"En." Only then did Shen Pan understand what Fan Song meant.Looking at Fan Song intriguingly, he said quietly. "As I said, I cut off your future, so naturally I will take over. It is my sincerity to reconcile with you, and it is natural for me to help you. It's not that you accept my love, but that I owe you a debt." .”

Shen Pan sighed, no wonder his third uncle asked him to come in person.The sour and sour taste of the literati really made him helpless.

Putting a hot face on someone's cold butt, after laying the groundwork for so long, he apologized and accepted his love, but he still chose his integrity resolutely.

………………

The Jingqing Courtyard of the Yasukuni Mansion was buried in the dark night, the crickets chirping in the courtyard, and the summer cicadas could not break the unique tranquility of summer.

In this harmonious and peaceful night, the sudden barking of a dog seemed particularly abrupt and noisy.

"Hei Mao, it's me." There was a shout on the fence, followed by a muffled "bang".

It was a long time since someone climbed over the wall, and someone accidentally stumbled.

A corner of the Jingqing Courtyard suddenly lit up with lights.

Shen Pan, grinning from the fall, paused, looked at the place where the light was on, and ran towards it as soon as he turned a corner.

Shen Pan raised his eyebrows and walked closer to see someone sitting up, forming a long silhouette on the window.He paused unconsciously, thought for a while, and knocked on the door anyway. "mother?"

"Are you back?" A female voice came from the door, with sleepiness, it sounded lazy and charming.

"En." Shen Pan stopped knocking on the door, nodded heavily, and waited for his mother to lie down again.

Sure enough, as the candles flickered in the room, the shadow gradually became lower and there was no sound. "Go and rest." Mrs. Zhang yawned in the room.

"Okay." Shen Pan reassured her mother.I choked my throat, trying to say something, but couldn't.With his hands on the door, he remained motionless, maintaining a posture of guarding the door,

I haven't seen my mother for more than ten years, so I really panic.

"Is there anything else?" Zhang raised her eyelids to see that his son was still standing in front of her door.

"No. I'm going to rest." Shen Pan sighed.Still let go.Anyway, see you tomorrow.

He was the only one living in the Jingqing courtyard. If the mother didn't come, there would be no ghosts in the huge courtyard.

The year his father died, his grandfather also passed away.

In the second year, his third uncle let his mother move into Xiangwan to live as a widow.with his grandmother.

The mother is gone, and the servant girl is also taken with her.By the way, the monthly case was allocated to Xiangwanju.Only two or three are left for daily cleaning.

It's not that his mother is cruel.His mother asked Xiulian beside her to bring her delicious food every month.

It was his third uncle who was cruel.

Shen Pan can be sure that he is the poorest rich young master in the whole city, not one of them.He never bought sesame candy worth two pennies when he was a child.Because he has no money.

It's not like his mother didn't refute her raising herself like this. In winter, the padded robes made for her son are all told to add less cotton wool. Why doesn't the mother feel distressed?

Every time at this time, his third uncle would cast his eyes on him, and then pursed his lips, looking at his grandmother quietly.His grandmother would turn around and hold his mother's hand and talk to his mother. "That's how Shen Feng came here back then. Qing'er will never harm my good grandson."

Shen Feng is his father's name.His mother stopped talking when she heard Shen Feng, and didn't say anything more.If you feel sorry for yourself, you will only feel bad in your heart.

Shen Pan didn't blame his mother, she was holding back her breath.I hope that one day he will come out and become a great hero like his father.

Shen Pan used to blame his third uncle quite a bit, especially when the guy next to his third uncle beat him hard.

Later, when he was holding a white bone madman to arm him with a defense map, it was not strange.

Without his third uncle, he would just be a pitiful wretch in the Jingguo Mansion who watched people's faces and had no one to back him up. When he grows up, he will marry a wife and have children.Without his third uncle, his mother would have been poked at the back for the rest of her life, and had to swallow her anger for her child.Who made his mother without a husband and him without a father?

Fortunately, he had his third uncle. In order to choose his path, his third uncle created infinite possibilities for him.

Because of this infinite possibility, he temporarily forgot the pain of living in a dilapidated house and wearing thin clothes.

Dark night, endless thoughts.

Shen Pan didn't let out a long breath until he touched his hard bed board.

He's back, for another life.

A few days ago, the injury from being beaten by Zhiwu is still there. He ran back and forth in the afternoon, and now he can't lift his arms and legs.The dense soreness made him not want to move.

But my heart is refreshing.That secret ecstasy, that surprise of being lost and found again, that surge of finding that you can do it all over again.

Shen Pan slept on the bed that he hadn't slept on for more than ten years, stroking those knife marks on the edge of the bed that were unfamiliar to him but always aroused a sense of familiarity the next moment.With a hum, he smiled lightly.

All this is true, he just heard his mother's voice.In the afternoon, he met his third uncle who could still stare at him fiercely and proudly advise him.Even Heimao's cry made him happy.

He knew that Feng Lian was waiting for his rescue now.His Min Joon was still a teenager.Everything about him still has a chance.