After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

This question is a bit tricky.

The system thought for a while: "Then let me ask the control center for you."

"Wait until the control center replies..."

Han Min didn't continue.

The operation speed of the control center is indeed not fast, and the system is a little embarrassed: "Actually, I think the queen will be generous, after all, she is the mother of a country."

"you're right."

At this time, Han Min went to the door of the hall, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The study room is furnished simply, with a few desks and memorials stacked on the big desk, and books on the art of governing the country by emperors are placed on the bookshelves on the wall.

Fu Xun sat on his knees in front of the desk, and Wen Yan sat at the bottom.

There is an upside-down copper censer in the middle, and the ashes are scattered on the ground.

Han Min rubbed his nose, leaned over and saluted.

"Your Majesty, Lord Wen."

A few days ago, Wen Yan formally sealed Yushitai Yushi, because the late emperor had not yet had his funeral, so it was not easy to seal officials, so he was the only one.

He straightened up and returned the salute to Han Min.

I don't know if Wen Yan brought the book of Baishi Bookstore to Fu Xun, and I don't know if Fu Xun already knew about it. He couldn't figure out the situation, so Han Min just stood there without moving.

Fu Xun waved at him: "What do you always look at that pile of incense ash for? It was just accidentally knocked over, come here."

Han Min regained his senses, walked to the small case next to Fu Xun, and sat down with his clothes on.

Fu Xun seemed to ask him casually: "It's rare for you to come out of the palace, where did you go to play?"

"Tongzhou is remote, and it's rare for me to go back to Yong'an. I was fascinated by the bustling and beautiful scenery on the way, and walked around a few streets. The weather was about the same, so I came back. Oh, yes——"

Han Min took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve: "Passing by the old house, I saw a seller of maltose, so I bought some."

He opened the paper bag and pushed it in front of Fu Xun: "I remember that when His Majesty came to our house, he liked to eat the malt candy in front of our house."

Fu Xun twisted some and tasted it.

He was in a good mood, and his tone became more relaxed, and he asked again: "Wen Yan said, I saw you in front of Baishi Bookstore, where have you been?"

Han Min glanced at Wen Yan.

He threw away the bamboo hat he was wearing, but he just came back and didn't change his clothes——

He has only those few clothes, which are very recognizable.

If you deny it again, you may be exposed.

So he nodded: "Yes, when passing by Baishi Bookstore, I couldn't help but go in to see what new books are available, and I want to take them to grandpa."

"I see. Wen Yan thought you were preparing for a scientific examination."

"what?"

"He thought you were going to take the imperial examination to become an official, so he specially brought two books to you. I remember, I mentioned it to you before, and asked you to be a housekeeper. I thought you forgot, so I asked you."

Han Min smiled: "I'm afraid that Your Majesty will forget, and you don't count what you say. How could I forget?"

It turned out that Wen Yan wanted to hit him again.

Wen Yan always thought that he charmed the lord, and he was lucky to be favored.

This time I came to urge him to take the imperial examination again, probably to remind Fu Xun that according to the rules, he should not be allowed to become an official directly.

The last time I saw Fu Xun get angry with him, Han Min who was on the sidelines also knew how bad it was.Fu Xun is not as easy-going as he was when he was a child, nor is he as easy-going as he appears on the surface.

Thinking about it this time, it was Wen Yan who made him angry and made him drop the incense burner.

Han Min didn't know what Wen Yan was thinking.

He clearly knew where Fu Xun should not be messed with, but he still kept his head stuck.

Maybe it's because he's too upright, he must advise him no matter what he thinks is wrong.

From this point of view, he is simply a model imperial censor.

Although he was always targeting Han Min, Han Min was actually quite envious of him, and had some admiration for him.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "It turns out that the minister was wrong."

Han Min thought for a while, and helped him out: "It doesn't matter, I just want to read the imperial examination articles of the past two years, thank you."

Passing the steps to Wen Yan, he put the two scrolls in front of Han Min, and left.

Fu Xun twisted the malt candy and ate it slowly.

Han Min glanced at it: "It's fine if His Majesty doesn't like it."

Fu Xun looked up at him: "I like it." He pushed the candy forward: "You can eat it if you want."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Han Min unceremoniously broke off a large piece.

Only to hear Fu Xun say again: "Do you remember what I looked like when I was a child?"

Han Min mentioned before that Fu Xun was a little fat boy when he was a child.

"Don't dare to eat more, I'm afraid it will change back to what it used to be."

Han Min was holding a large piece of candy and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Hearing this, make a move.

I suspect you're secretly poking at me.

After dinner that night, Han Min was writing a letter to his family with a camel hair blanket covering his lap.

Eunuch Yang sat on the other side, smiling and peeling almonds for him to eat.

When he first met Han Min, he felt that he was really too thin, so Eunuch Yang especially liked to ask him to eat, soup, water, dried fruit and snacks every day, never stopping for a moment.

Later, Xiao Jizi came in with tea.

"Young master eats a little bit at night, is he not feeling well? I have brewed Pu'er, and drinking a little should make me feel better."

Eunuch Yang glanced at his apprentice appreciatively.

Not bad, very good.

At first, Xiao Zizi thought that Fu Xun pointed him to Han Min to let him look at Han Min, but later found out that it didn't seem to be the case.

A few days ago, Han Min helped him, promising him to find his sister when Prince Gong fell.He also settled down and stopped thinking about other things.

He sat down on the footstool beside the couch and tucked a blanket over Han Min.

Han Min put down his pen: "It's not like I'm seriously ill."

Xiao Jizi said seriously: "Young master is not in good health, he couldn't eat well and sleep well in the past, so he should take care of him more."

This is too good.

Han Min thought for a while, "Yes."

Xiao Zizi pulled the blanket up: "That's right."

"But you can't raise it like this."

Han Min touched his stomach through the blanket.

That sentence Fu Xun said in the afternoon reminded him that he suddenly found that he had grown flesh.

I ate and drank well in the palace, and drank tonics every day. After two years of insomnia, my worries were reduced by more than half.

"Get up early tomorrow, let's go to the martial arts field to do exercises. I used to have to stay up late, but now I want to be a new person."

He stretched and looked at Eunuch Yang: "Do you always write letters to my grandpa?"

Eunuch Yang waved his hand: "We have been friends for decades. If there is anything to write about, I will know when he yawns when he is far away in Tongzhou."

Han Min smiled, and handed the letter to Xiao Zizi: "Then send it to Tongzhou for me tomorrow."

"Yes."

Waking up early the next day, Han Min took the two of them for a stroll to the martial arts field.

Han Min rolled up his sleeves: "System, give me the disassembled action diagram of radio gymnastics."

The system flatly refused: "I don't have this thing."

"There must be, you look for it."

"I will never watch you do such a mess! You are a literati, you should drink and practice swords, I am a literati system, and I should urge you to drink and practice swords."

"But I can do 'Colorful Sunshine' and 'Dancing Youth', please."

The system threw him a book of Tai Chi diagrams and ignored him.

Han Min turned two pages and suddenly remembered that he had learned Tai Chi in college courses.

Very interesting, but the exam is difficult.

The system ignored him, and Han Min had no other choice.

When Fu Xun came, he saw a young man in plain clothes, hunting in the wind.His eyes are clear and distant, and his character is steep.

Wei Huan stepped forward with the long sword, and was about to hand it to him, but Fu Xun waved his hand: "I won't practice today."

"Yes." Wei Huan put away his long sword and looked at Han Min, "What is Second Brother Han practicing? It's so beautiful."

Fu Xun's complexion sank, he turned around, and said to Wei Huan, "What are you looking at?"

Wei Huan was puzzled, why can't I watch?

Fu Xun waved his hand again: "Put the sword back."

After walking away from Wei Huan, Fu Xun came forward after Han Min made a gesture of acceptance.

Han Min leaned over to salute, and called out "Your Majesty".

Fu Xun nodded: "Why are you here suddenly today?"

"Chen has always been in poor health. He was panting three times after running for two steps. Recently, he has nothing to do. He wanted to come here to practice."

It is indeed the case.

Han Min was born less than a month old, and he was afraid of pain and delicate when he was young.After the Han family ransacked the house, they walked around in the prison and the dark room, which was even worse.

Fu Xun saw his slender neck, fair and fragile, subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to touch it.

Before he could make a move, Han Min turned to look at him and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xun changed his movements, patted him on the head and left.

Han Min covered his head and scolded him secretly, what's wrong?

He followed Fu Xun's footsteps and asked, "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

"I have practiced in the martial field several times, unlike when you were young, I will take you around."

Han Min's anger came and went quickly.

When he saw Yi Arsenal's long sword and silver gun, he forgot that Fu Xun had slapped him on the head.

Han Min knew before that Fu Xun had two hobbies, one was raising eagles and the other was practicing martial arts.

He played both hobbies to the extreme.

Fu Xun watched Han Min foolishly walking through the hall, praised repeatedly, but couldn't hold back his laughter.

Han Min poked his head out from the shelf and asked, "Your Majesty, have these things been registered?"

Fu Xun lowered his head and hid his smile: "No."

"It should be a catalog like a literati's library."

"If you have time to spare, why not..."

Han Min nodded: "Okay, I'll help His Majesty tidy up when I have free time."

Before he could speak again, Han Min seemed to see something, tilted his head, and walked forward quickly.

He stopped before a sandalwood bow.

The sandalwood bow is a bit small, it should be used by young people practicing martial arts, with a silver thread hooped on it.

Fu Xun stood still behind him and explained, "It's the one you used in the academy."

When he said that, Han Min remembered.

At that time, the young man had just grown up, Fu Xun was like a willow branch. He grew tall and thin from a fat man, and became very handsome and noble.And because of his noble status, all the teenagers in the academy circled around him like stars.

Once he picked up a sandalwood bow in the martial arts field of the academy, and his friends encouraged him to try it, probably he was born with supernatural power, after trying it twice, the bow broke with a click.

It shattered with a "click", and the heart of Han Min who came back to look for the bow.

Han Min clenched his fists, instead of rushing up to fight like he did when he was a child, he turned around angrily and left.

Fu Xun stood behind and didn't say a word in a daze.

After Han Min left, he said angrily, "Who told me to try it just now?"

After a long time, Wen Yan said lightly: "Take it and have it repaired."

At this time, Fu Xun was standing behind Han Min in the arsenal, leaning on the table with one hand, and reaching for the sandalwood bow with the other, he wrapped Han Min in his arms calmly.

He said, "After it was broken, I asked the artisans of Qizao Mansion to wrap it with silver thread. I wanted to return it to you, but you ignored me for three months."

Unaware of anything else, Han Min took the sandalwood bow and plucked the string.

He flicked his right hand: "I can't use it now either."

He couldn't use his right hand.

The Han family confiscated the house and sorted out several large boxes of manuscripts. He chased into the palace to intercede, and knelt under the steps of Zichen Palace.

At that time Fu Xun was not there, Prince Gong Fu Quan raised his head and stepped on his right hand and walked over.

If the treatment is not timely and the maintenance is not good, the wrist is regarded as an old injury.

So in the past two years, when he wrote, he always grinded ink with his left hand.The inkstone is placed on the left to facilitate writing with the left hand.

What happened two years ago, he has fallen into a whole body of problems.

He wanted to put the sandalwood bow back, but Fu Xun grabbed his wrist and asked him to put his hand on it.

Fu Xun stood behind him, with his toes touching his heels, making him stand still.

He didn't make much effort himself, he just held the sandalwood bow with one hand and hooked the bowstring with the other.

With straight arms and straight eyes, Fu Xun led him and drew a full moon bow.

Then he lowered his head slightly, leaned very close, and breathed in Han Min's ear.

"Isn't that okay?"

Han Min was in a daze, didn't react, and didn't answer.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Xun thought that he might have frightened him, so he let go of his hand and put the sandalwood bow back.

Han Min sniffed, and in his heart he sounded the alarm for help, and the emergency call system: "Why this time?"

The system was not sure why, so it tried its best to analyze: "It's just... Maybe... Maybe... The relationship between the monarch and his subjects? That's right, the relationship between the monarch and his subjects."

But he felt like something wasn't quite right.

But this scene is beyond the scope of its analysis.

Fu Xun saw that his brows were slightly frowned, his face was pensive, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he reached out and touched his head.

"gone back."

"Eh."

Han Min followed carefully.

When I went out, I happened to meet Wei Huan.

Fu Xun ordered him to put the long sword back. After he put it back, he turned back and the two men disappeared.

He glanced into the palace.

The windows don't open often, so it's kind of dark.

Then he noticed that His Majesty's ears were red.

It's strange, it's not winter now, and His Majesty is no longer a prince, he's already the emperor, and it's still the same as when he was in Liuzhou.

Wei Huan closed the hall door.

Han Min practiced Tai Chi in the martial arts field for several days. Fu Xun was used to practicing martial arts in the morning, so he often met him.

Come too often, no formalities, just nodding and saying hello.

Coming out of the martial field that day, Han Min, Eunuch Yang, and Xiao Zizi went back together.

Han Min rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and handed them to Eunuch Yang, "I'll show you the results of my boxing these days."

Eunuch Yang squeezed his thin arms: "It's all bones, you should eat more."

Han Min withdrew his hand and turned his head away.

At this time, he had arrived in front of Funing Palace, and he saw Wen Yan waiting at the bottom of the steps.

He was wearing a red robe of an official, standing in front of the jade steps, his figure was straight, and the long wings on both sides of the official hat never wavered.

Han Min stepped forward and saluted: "Master Wen, come to see His Majesty?"

"Yes."

Wen Yan has always been cold and doesn't like to talk too much, Han Min knew it early on.

"I'm afraid the Holy Majesty will not come back so soon, do you want to go in and wait?"

"Need not."

"Well."

Han Min raised his foot to leave, when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "By the way, last time we revised the script together, we haven't finished it yet, when will we..."

What he was talking about was the letter written by Prince Shen Gong Fu Quan.

Wen Yan didn't look sideways: "Don't dare to work on Mr. Han anymore, I've almost corrected the script."

"That's fine too."

Han Min thought, it should be that Fu Xun dropped the censer a few days ago, Wen Yan was annoyed, and wanted to draw a line with him.

He was so indifferent, Han Min didn't want to make fun of himself, so he turned around and went up the steps, hugging Eunuch Yang's arm: "I want to eat jujube cake."

Eunuch Yang smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, eat jujube cake."

Wen Yan turned his head, glanced at the back of Han Min walking up the steps, and quickly turned his head back.

His face is cold.

Returning to the side hall, Eunuch Yang said to Han Min: "Master Wen doesn't know what's going on, he always seems to dislike you."

Han Min whispered, "Actually, sometimes I'm a little afraid of him."

"Ok?"

"I always thought he looked like my grandpa."

Eunuch Yang said displeased: "Nonsense, how can we compare like this?"

Han Min lowered his voice and explained, "I mean, he's very fierce when he's upright. My grandfather scolded General Wei to tears when he was in the court. Although my grandfather never scolded me, I was always afraid of me. You will be scolded and cried by gentle words."

"That's true."

"But he doesn't want me to revise the book, and I'm still happy to write two chapters..."

Two chapters of story books.

Han Min almost slipped his tongue.

Eunuch Yang didn't care, and turned to prepare food for him.

After a while, Eunuch Yang glanced outside the door: "Physician Liang is here."

Han Min also took a look.

Old doctor Liang often came to check his pulse.

At this time, he was carrying the medicine box and walking through the palace road.

Han Min ran to the porch to have a look: "Why is Wen Yan still waiting down there?"

He just stood there, motionless.

He was also a literati, so Han Min wanted to go down and ask him to come up and take a rest.

But in the middle of the journey, think about it or forget it, Wen Yan doesn't treat him very much, so it's still not.

So he walked up to Old Madam Liang and reached out to take the medicine box.

The old doctor Liang asked with a smile, "Why are you so attentive today?"

Han Min glanced at Wen Yan.

He would rather stand in the sun.

Han Min withdrew his gaze, suddenly remembered something, and said to Mrs. Liang: "By the way, I wrote to my brother a few days ago and asked him to write down the symptoms of his legs. I sent a reply yesterday. have a look."

"it is good."

In the hall, old doctor Liang stroked his beard and gave Han Min his pulse, his eyes fixed and he frowned.

Eunuch Yang, who was standing beside him, asked, "What's the matter?"

The old doctor Liang let go of his hand and looked at Han Min: "Brother Min, you know best in your heart that you are worried and depressed, and taking medicine is not good for you."

Han Min nodded and replied in a low voice, "I know, but I just...can't sleep."

Old Madam Liang sighed: "I'll prescribe you some calming medicine, and you have to solve your own knots by yourself."

"I know."

Han Min took out a stack of letter papers from the case, flipped through them, and took out two pages and handed them to Old Madam Liang.

This is Han Shi's letter.

Thinking of the heroic young man on horseback in the past, Old Doctor Liang felt a little regretful.

With a long sigh, he took the letter paper, squinted his eyes, and looked carefully.

The Han family has been in literature for generations, and after Grandpa Han stopped to present books, the Han family became the head of civil officials.

But the Han family, the head of civil servants, has a few people who prefer to practice martial arts——

Han Min's uncle and elder brother.

Grandpa Han had another son when he was old. Han Min's uncle was ten years older than his elder brother Han Shi. Before Han Min was born, the two of them were always together. Uncle Yu Han Shi was also father and brother.

Even after Han Min was born, because Han Min was less than a month old and weak, he had to take care of him at home and study with his grandfather in his spare time.

So it is still the two of them who spend more time together.

Both of them like to practice martial arts.

Later, Han Zhi met Fu Lin, the elder grandson of Fu Xun, at a polo match.

At that time, Fu Lin fell off the horse and fell under the horse's hooves. Han Shi reached out to catch him, pulled him onto the horse, and saved him once.

The two hit it off and became close friends.

Until three years ago, a hunt in Jingshan.

The white tiger crossed the stream, and Fu Lin chased him with his horse. Han Shi and his uncle persuaded him not to stop, so he had to follow behind on the horse.

When it was dark, the guards arrived and saw blood all over the ground. The white tiger was lying on the ground, already lifeless, and the condition of the three of them was not good.

Han Min's uncle died on the spot, leaving orphans and widows. Han Pei was only two years old at that time.

When Han Shi was carried back, his legs were bloody.When Mrs. Yuan saw it, she cried and fainted twice.

But Fu Lin was rescued back, suffered for two or three days, but still vomited blood and died.

In the end, only Han Shi survived, but his legs were also disabled, and he has been in a wheelchair since then.

He lost his grandson in his later years, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man. Emperor Dezong couldn't bear the blow, and he fell seriously ill in winter, and soon passed away.

Then the first emperor ascended the throne.

The late emperor favored the other princes.There is only Fu Lin, who is not only his favorite eldest son, but also taught by him as the prince.

Fu Lin died early, and the late emperor angered the Han family.

It is said that when Fu Lin left, he cried out in pain all night, and the first emperor guarded him all night.

In the early morning, when the light came back, Fu Lin woke up and asked for forgiveness for the Han family, but the late emperor did not agree.

Later, Emperor Dezong died of illness, and before his death, he also issued an edict telling the late emperor not to embarrass the Han family, but the late emperor did not agree.

The first emperor hated the Han family very much. After succeeding to the throne, he immediately dug out a volume of Grandpa Han's manuscript, charged him with "privately compiling national history", and sent the Han family to jail.

This is the inside story of the ransacking of the Han family.

It was precisely because of Fu Lin's early death that the late emperor became more suspicious.

After making Fu Lin the crown prince, he no longer established a crown prince, and only let Fu Xun and Fu Quan fight each other.

While reading the letter, Old Madam Liang said, "I diagnosed your brother before. If you take good care of him, he should be able to stand up. Why..."

He read the words and sentences on the letter twice, and pondered: "It's not quite right, is there something negligent?"

Han Min thought for a while, "After our house was ransacked, I entered the palace for my grandpa's manuscript, and was imprisoned together with my grandpa. But at that time, my brother... my mother said, my brother was taken away by people in the palace. "

Eunuch Yang, who had been standing on the sidelines, said silently: "Actually, Prince Gong came up with the idea to ask the late emperor to summon his elder brother into the palace to make atonement in front of the late prince's memorial tablet and kneel down to recite scriptures."

Han Min was startled: "Brother never told me about this."

"Probably because I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't tell you."

"What then?"

"Then I don't know why, water flooded into the hall. At first, the fire was not big and no one noticed it, but then Prince Gong stopped him from being rescued. Brother Zhi's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he couldn't call anyone, so he held the spirit card of the former prince. , crawled under the confession case and hid."

Eunuch Yang sighed: "Finally, it rained. The rain poured in through the window and extinguished the fire, but brother Shi was not hurt. The first emperor said that the first prince had a kind heart, so he will be spared once and never again." Listen to Prince Gong and let him go back."

At that time, Han Min was still in prison, and if Han Shi didn't tell him, he would never know that there was such a thing.

The old doctor Liang had some calculations in his mind: "Maybe it was because I broke my leg when I knelt at that time, or maybe it was because I couldn't bear it."

Han Min looked serious, and silently wrote a note to Prince Gong Fu Quan.

He supported his head, and finally said: "Don't tell brother, I know about it, right?"

"it is good."

The two old people watched him grow up and knew him too well.

The two of them seriously warned: "You must not be impulsive and go to Prince Gong to settle accounts."

Han Min nodded: "I know."

Think about what Fu Xun told him last time, at the latest one month, before the national funeral, Prince Gong can be dealt with.

Counting the days, it will be soon, and the national funeral will be in a few days.

The only pity is that Wen Yan never asked him to help write the memorial.

Han Min supported his head and sighed leisurely.

Empty has the ability to make Fu Quan cry.

Unrecognized talent, very depressed.

He casually fiddled with the writing brush on the desk, the tip of the pen was as sharp as a blade, leaving an ink mark on his fingertips.

The author has something to say: Fu Xun took Han Min and pulled a full moon bow——King Gong stood opposite

Old Fu: husband and wife cooperation

System: Monarch and minister

Min Min: Prince Gong, you are finished! (vicious)