After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

The plaque on the Zichen Hall reads the four characters "Benzheng Qingming", and under the plaque is the dragon chair.

And Han Min was pressed on the chair by Fu Xun, and kissed again and again.

He glared at Fu Xun fiercely: "Is this the place to do such things?"

Fu Xun bowed his head and pecked at him.

"Stop kissing, the ministers below..."

Another bite.

In fact, there was no one else in the hall, it was Han Min who spoke incoherently.

Han Min gritted his teeth and said, "Beast."

Another kiss.

He hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, but when he saw him now, Fu Xun refused to let go.

After having dinner in Funing Palace, Fu Xun sent him home as usual.

It's early autumn now, and the wind blows a little bit at night.

The carriage was waiting far away, and the two stood at the entrance of the alley talking.

Fu Xun stood in front of him, protecting him from the wind.

After chatting for a while, Han Min said, "I'll go back and find a chance to talk to my family. You can come here when I have an agreement here."

"Okay." Fu Xun said suddenly, "I'm going to the north this time, and I met my elder brother."

brother?Han Min thought for a while before reacting.

It turned out to be my eldest brother.

Han Min said seriously, "Don't sway in front of him, he will hit you."

In this sentence, he was right, and he knew these two people very well.

He lowered his eyes and continued: "Fortunately, my brother is not in Yong'an now, otherwise I wouldn't know..."

Footsteps were heard in the alley, Han Min turned his head to look, and gasped.

Isn't this my big brother who can beat people?

Holding the sword, Han Shi came out of the alley with a cold expression and glanced at him.

Han Min laughed, and stammered, "Brother...you, when did you come back?"

"Didn't the Holy Majesty tell you? After I lead the army, I will come back this afternoon."

"No."

No wonder, no wonder Fu Xun rushed to show Han Min the contents of the book, and proposed to him as soon as he came back.

It turned out that the elder brother who was defending the cabbage came back in the afternoon.

Seeing the sword in his arms, Han Min was startled, took half a step forward, stretched out a hand, and blocked Fu Xun behind him.

He boldly met Han Shi's gaze: "Brother, I was the one who provoked him first."

He himself couldn't explain this kind of thing clearly, because Han Shi was here, so he said so.

Han Zhi hated iron but said: "You still protect him? How old are you, how old is he?"

"Same age."

"fart."

In Han Zhi's eyes, he was only in his teens, definitely not more than eighteen.

Han Min said anxiously, "That's because I'm too cautious at my age."

How can anyone say that about themselves?

Han Shi was almost fainted by his anger, and he was about to take him home by holding him by the collar.

"Go, go back and tell grandpa yourself."

"Just say it, grandpa must be better than you."

He was almost dragged off the ground by Han Shi, and while walking, he waved to Fu Xun, telling him not to worry.

When the two brothers returned home, Grandpa Han was sitting in front of the hall, smiling at Han Shi and saying, "Did you take your brother back?"

Han Zhi nodded stiffly: "Yeah."

Han Min's heart pounded.

He originally planned to tell his grandfather about this slowly, but now that his brother knows, he probably can't take it easy.

He lowered his head, waiting for his brother to speak, thinking about what to say to his grandfather.

Unexpectedly, Han Shi just glanced at him and pushed him forward: "Go."

Han Min looked up at him, then at grandpa.

Walking around the corridor, Han Shi said, "I'm afraid you'll make grandpa sick."

Han Min whispered, "I will tell myself."

Fu Xun stood at the entrance of the alley for a long time, but he didn't hear any big movement, but he was still worried and prepared to go over the wall to have a look.

Although Han Min made Wen Dinghou and Han Shi became a general, they still lived in the old house because Grandpa Han liked it.

There were not many people serving, some of the guards were recruited by the former Fu Xun, and some of them were hired by Han Min himself later.

The walls of Han's house were not high, and Fu Xun had already climbed into it when he was a child.

He was very familiar with the layout of the Han residence, and the guards he sent had given orders in advance, so they recognized Fu Xun.It is a trivial matter to sneak into Han Min's room.

Late at night, when Fu Xun opened the window, Han Min was sitting in front of the desk reading a book with his wet hair on his head, holding the white cat in his arms.

Fu Xun coughed, Han Min turned his head and saw him, his hands were so frightened that he froze the cat.

He put down the cat and ran to the window: "Why are you here?"

Fu Xun stroked his wet hair, took off the towel draped over his shoulders, and helped him wipe his hair.

"I'll come and have a look, I'm afraid your brother will beat you."

Han Min said seriously, "My brother won't hit me, he will hit you." He patted Fu Xun on the shoulder: "It's okay, I will protect you."

"I can beat your brother."

"you dare?"

While talking, the white cat jumped onto the windowsill.

Han Min held the white cat in his arms and covered its eyes and ears.

The night is dark.

Sending Fu Xun away through the back door, Han Min hugged the quilt and went to the next room.

He knocked on the door: "Brother? Is my dear brother there?"

Soon someone came to open the door.

"Second brother, are you stupid?"

Han Pei, who had grown to ten years old, looked at him with a complicated face, turned sideways, and let him in.

Han Min cleared his throat: "Have you finished memorizing the essays that Grandpa asked you to memorize? What are you doing here?"

"Brother, talk to me."

"Oh, go back to sleep when you're done talking, my brother and I also have something to say."

Han Min patted his head, swayed in, and took the opportunity to throw the quilt on the bed.

He pushed Han Shi, trying to ask his permission, but Han Shi didn't say a word.

Han Pei suddenly said: "Brother, I want to learn Emei thorn."

Only then did Han Shi react, and raised his eyelids: "Okay."

"I don't think so."

Han Min tried to object, but the objection was ineffective.

Han Pei blew on the lamp along the way: "It's just right, our brothers haven't slept together for a long time."

"You are so big, you can't sleep..."

Han Min tried to object again, but the objection was still ineffective.

So he grabbed the quilt and was caught between two people——

One is a person who is proficient in Emei thorn, and the other is a person who is about to become proficient in Emei thorn.

He opened his eyes and looked at the curtain, not knowing why he came here.

Han Pei was stupid when he was a child. Grandpa Han taught him to read and write, but he didn't pay attention.

A few years older, it seems to have opened up in an instant, becoming stable and mature.

After being silent for a while, Han Min said, "Just... Geer Pei, you also know?"

"I do not know."

Han Min breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm blind."

Han Min couldn't lift it up in one breath.

"A few years ago, on the day when the second brother tied the crown, we were walking on the street. As soon as he came, the second brother sent me home and left by himself. I was stupid then, but I am not stupid anymore."

Han Min pursed the corners of his lips, "I don't even remember." He pushed Han Shi's hand, and said with a smile, "I used to say he was stupid, but he still remembers what happened a few years ago so clearly."

The elder brother didn't speak, Han Min was stunned for a while in the dark, then patted Han Pei's head: "I'm sorry, it won't happen in the future."

Han Pei looked up at him: "What's so good?"

Han Min thought for a long time: "It's nothing good, but if it doesn't work, it's broken."

He sighed: "I will be very sad, I will cry very sadly, I will wash my face with tears all day long, and then I will be young..."

He said similar things to Eunuch Yang before, and after hearing this, Eunuch Yang finally followed him.

Han Zhi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "What stupid words?"

Han Min hugged his younger brother wrongedly, Han Shi pondered for a long time.

In the end, Han Min still couldn't hold back what he wanted.

Han Min spent several days persuading his brothers before he dared to drag Eunuch Yang to find his grandfather.

With Grandpa Gan beside him, Han Min was not beaten, and continued to grind for several days.

In the end, he went to his mother and told her that when Madam Yuan heard this, she became angry at that time.

"I said a few years ago that you were going to elope with him sooner or later. If you still don't believe me, I'm really... Han Min!"

"Where is your dear son Mimin? Maybe you want another dear son-in-law?"

Mrs. Yuan stayed there for several days.

He didn't dare to bring Fu Xun over until almost everyone in his family accepted it.

In the past, Fu Xun was the emperor, and he treated each other with the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers.

Now that he came to the door in such a capacity, the Han family members were a little stiff and embarrassed.

After all, there is no further objection.

Only that day, Han Shi and Han Pei had been practicing Emei piercing in the yard.

Things went much smoother after that.

Han Min doesn't like extravagance, and since the frontline war is not yet over, save as much as you can.

Just as Fu Xun thought, Han Min is now the Marquis of Wending, one of the important ministers who implemented the new law. No one in the government and the opposition dares to discuss this matter, but some readers of "Two or Three Things about the Holy One and the Living Man" are crazy for a while.

Nothing in the state treasury was used, and the dowry gift from the palace consisted of hundreds of boxes of ancient books brought back from the Song Dynasty, plus Fu Xun's own industrial contract.

And what the Han family sent back were dozens of boxes of books, his own treasures, those kept by Grandpa Han, and those given to him by Senior Officer Liu.

Eunuch Yang was so generous that he directly gave him all the real estate title deeds he had accumulated over the past ten years.

Although the ostentation is not big, the things in the box are all good things.

The little rich man Han Min gave a yes.

Han Min only read two books, and that day will soon come.

Early in the morning, someone dug him out of bed, washed his face and changed his clothes.

Not long after, Han Min heard the sound of joy coming from outside, and then Han Pei hurried in through the door: "Second Brother, we're here."

He was a man, he didn't cover his head, he didn't sit in a sedan chair, and he was dressed in a red dress with style.

It was originally agreed that Fu Xun would come to pick him up from the palace, and he would go out by himself, and then the two of them would ride back to the palace.

As a result, Han Zhi has been practicing weightlifting in the yard since a few months ago.

It wasn't Han Minzhong, it was Han Shi who was afraid of throwing him upside down when carrying him.

There was no other way but to let his elder brother carry him out.

Now that Fu Xun arrived with his men, Han Shi squatted down in front of him.

"Come on, brother will carry you out."

Han Min leaned on his elder brother's back and called out with a smile, "Brother."

"The tenth box contains weapons. You can pick a few that are convenient for you. If there is a fight in the future..."

"It's not my childhood anymore."

Outside the door, Fu Xun, who was also dressed in red, was riding on a horse, staring at Han Min who was carried out.

Han Min smiled at him, and secretly waved at him.

It's silly.Han Shi also found out, and made two fake coughs to remind him.

Send him outside the door, as usual—I don't know what routine to follow, there has never been such a thing before.

Anyway, Han Min should have cried, but Han Min smiled and said to his grandfather and mother, "It's okay, I'll be back tomorrow."

It's like traveling.

After he said this, grandpa and mother didn't want to keep him anymore, and even urged him to leave quickly, so as not to delay the time.

So Han Min went to Fu Xun's side, got on his horse, gave him a look, and the team started to move slowly.

Han Min seemed a little nervous, and when he was nervous, he couldn't help thinking.

"How do you give me this horse to ride today? Don't whistle."

"You look pretty good in red, I've never seen it before."

"Is it almost there?"

Fu Xun held his hand.

There were a lot of people onlookers, Han Min felt embarrassed and turned his head to look elsewhere.

He suddenly saw a man in the crowd holding a gong——

He is a loyal reader of Songyan Scholar, every time the book of Songyan Scholar is changed, he will beat the gong.

Later, he seemed to like "Living Man".

At this time, Han Min met his eyes, he touched his heart, and fell down crookedly.

Just as Han Min was about to speak, the people nearby had already helped him up.

He still murmured: "It's true, it's all true."

The royal family's ceremony is different from ordinary people.

After entering the palace, sacrifices should be made in the Mingtang Hall.

Fu Xun did not take him to the side hall dedicated to the late emperor, but only to the palace of Emperor Dezong and the late prince.

After a set of rituals, it was already evening.

Candlelight flickered in Funing Hall, and after drinking the wine, Han Min sat at the table and ate slowly.

At noon, Fu Xun stuffed him with snacks, and he is not particularly hungry now.

He put down his jade chopsticks and looked at Fu Xun: "Won't Your Majesty have some?"

Fu Xun withdrew his too explicit gaze, and said lightly, "No need."

Han Min picked up his chopsticks again: "Oh."

Fu Xun took some food for him: "You eat more."

"it is good."

The hall was too quiet, Fu Xun sat in front of him, watching the candlelight dance in his eyes.

Han Min raised his eyes: "Don't look at me like that, you can eat as much as you want, I won't let you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pressed on the head and "eat" a mouthful.

"I didn't say it was 'eat'."

Fu Xun carried him to the inner room.

Han Min took one last look at the exquisite dishes: "I haven't finished eating yet."

Fu Xun quickly said, "Eat when you're hungry, and let them make milk tea for you."

As soon as he put him on the bed, Han Min unconsciously hid inside.

The hands on Fu Xun's shoulders trembled, and Han Min swallowed, "Have you ever learned it?"

Fu Xun was slightly startled, then leaned down and pecked him: "I dreamed about it in my dream."

Han Min cursed softly, and with that sound, he was thrown down on the couch.

After a long time, Fu Xun could still notice his hand holding the curtain tightly.

Fu Xun squeezed his fingers, asking him to relax a bit, and rescued the crumpled curtain from his hands.

He put Han Min's hand on his waist.

At an unknown time, the moonlight cast from the east window to the west, Han Min was taken to wash in a daze, and then brought back again.

After taking two sips of the milk tea he was thinking about, he couldn't drink it anymore, and he was about to fall asleep lying on the couch.

Fu Xun was very energetic, helped him cover the quilt, and stroked his red earlobe with his thumb.

I can't get enough of it.

Han Min hid under the quilt and opened his mouth, as if talking in sleep.

Fu Xun leaned over to listen, only in time to hear "Fu Gou".

Yes, I have dreamed of it.

Fu Xun was very satisfied, he wrapped his arms around him, and hugged him into his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard Han Min groan, and murmured, "Fu Gou, you lied to me, you haven't learned at all."