I run a newspaper in ancient times

When Fan Zhiyuan followed Fuquan into the main hall of Ming Dynasty, he saw the queen mother leaving with the child in her arms. He avoided half a step, bowed his head and cupped his fists, letting the queen mother pass by first.

Fan Zhiyuan spent quite a lot of time in Prince Yi's Mansion during this period, the little fat man knew that it was not easy to meet an acquaintance in a strange place, so he pulled the Queen Mother's clothes and babbled.

The queen mother stopped, turned around, raised her hand to scratch his little nose, and said with a smile: "You like him."

The child naturally couldn't understand what he said, so he looked at Fan Zhiyuan. Based on his limited memory, he knew that this person often appeared beside Li Li and could take him back to Li Li.

"Fan Zhiyuan." The queen mother called out.

Fan Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "My minister is here."

"Aijia read the gossip tabloid and heard that you said it yourself, is there a difference of one word?"

The queen mother's voice was full of laughter, as if chatting, but Fan Zhiyuan couldn't take it as a casual remark, he replied: "Back to the queen mother, every word is correct."

"It's really touching. I heard that Ah Li was so excited that she almost fell off her horse, and she didn't even know how to put her hands and feet down." The queen mother looked at Fan Zhiyuan, with a slight smile on her face, "But, Ai's family is in half. Those who buried the loess always hoped to see the incense burn continuously, thinking of themselves, thinking of Dingbei Hou, if he is alive in heaven, it should be the same."

Fan Zhiyuan frowned, raised his head, and saw the Queen Mother twitching her mouth, the smile not reaching her eyes: "So I wonder if the plaque of the General's Mansion will be changed in the future?"

Regardless of whether the emperor agrees or not, the case of Marquis Dingbei must be retried. However, once the injustice is settled, it is difficult to say whether it will still be the Fan Mansion or be changed to the Wei Mansion.

The Empress Dowager didn't seem to want his answer, she hugged the child and turned around to leave, surrounded by the palace people of Cishou Palace.

Fuquan glanced at the general cautiously, and reminded in a low voice: "General, the emperor is waiting, look..."

What the Empress Dowager meant was that this rootless eunuch could understand that even though she said it was for the sake of Marquis Dingbei, she was still warning Fan Zhiyuan that he could not do what Li Li could do. It's time for the Wei family to cut off the incense. If you say such touching words, you can no longer make a fuss about this child and betray Li Li.

And the dominance of the royal family is reflected here.

But to Fuquan's surprise, Fan Zhiyuan still had no expression on his face, neither shame nor sarcasm, as if the queen mother's words could not affect him, he turned around and strode into the emperor's bedroom.

Emperor Yan was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, but he didn't move when he heard footsteps, until Fan Zhiyuan's deep voice came, "My minister Fan Zhiyuan has seen the emperor", then he slowly opened his eyes.

This was the first time Fan Zhi saw Emperor Yan after he left the capital. To be honest, he was so sick even with Li Li's description.

However, he didn't like Li Hang very much. If he wasn't afraid of Li Li's sadness, he would have hoped that the emperor would die soon, so he didn't express anything. He stood five steps away from the bed and waited for the emperor to speak.

With his own strength, Emperor Yan couldn't struggle to sit up. In order not to look too embarrassed, and seemed to want to lose his momentum, he said: "Help me up."

Although he looked at Fan Zhiyuan, the latter didn't move, but Fuquan had quick eyes and quick hands, carefully and swiftly helped Emperor Yan up his upper body, took the pillow and put it behind him.

Even such a small toss and toss seems to have consumed most of Emperor Yan's strength. After panting for a while, he asked: "It took so long to come in, what did you say to the queen mother?"

He didn't expect General Fan to tell him this, so he asked Fuquan.

Fuquan's scalp was a little numb, but he had no choice but to answer the emperor's questions, so he quickly said what the empress dowager had said.

Then Emperor Yan laughed, gasping for breath, facing Fan Zhiyuan with a pale face, and asked with interest: "I also want to know about the queen mother's question, Fan Zhiyuan, will your surname return to Wei in the future or will you continue to support Fan?" ?”

"There is no difference between the two." Fan Zhiyuan replied.

"Hehe...no?" Emperor Yan sneered, "Do you dare to say it again in front of the memorial tablet of Marquis Dingbei?"

Fan Zhiyuan's fists on both sides were slightly clenched, and his face turned cold: "The emperor seems to be too lenient."

"Ha, you don't dare!" Emperor Yan sneered, but his hand on the brocade quilt grabbed the quilt, and his eyes were piercing, "You are deceiving."

Fan Zhiyuan asked back: "What did I lie to?"

Emperor Yan twisted his neck, raised his hand with difficulty, pointed to the gossip tabloid on the bedside table that no one had read, and said word by word: "One life, one life, two people! The whole story is really touching, but you never read it. Never said that."

Hearing this, Fan Zhiyuan finally frowned, suddenly he didn't understand the meaning of Emperor Yan's summoning today.

Seeing his silence, Emperor Yan felt that what he had said hit his mind, and the hand holding the quilt tightened even more, and a burst of anger welled up spontaneously, making his words even more blunt: "Did you see that child? Did you find it dazzling?" , can you be angry?"

"If the emperor comes to provoke the friendship between the humble minister and the prince, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. I only have him in my eyes, and a child is nothing." Fan Zhiyuan said.

"Instigate?" Emperor Yan laughed at himself, "Why should I instigate, don't you just think so? You really put your heart and soul into it, how can you put up with that child, and it's ridiculous that thousands of soldiers pretend to be affectionate and magnanimous to fool that fool! For what, Fan Zhiyuan, you know in your heart, bear with it, he is determined to you, bear with it, the Wei family can be rehabilitated, bear with it, can avenge their revenge! You don't have to do anything, and this fool will take care of you for you, how wonderful ...Anyway, you're used to it...cough...cough...in the future he won't be of any use, so he can use this child to kill him, and he'll take two shots, right, coughcough...coughcough..."

"Your Majesty!" Fuquan felt that the things on his neck might have to be moved. Emperor Yan even said such things, and he couldn't avoid it. He didn't dare to look at General Fan's face, and he was very afraid of this general. Turned into anger from embarrassment.

Emperor Yan coughed very badly this time, as if he wanted to cough up his heart and lungs together, and the whole bedroom trembled together, which made people feel anxious.

Suddenly he threw himself forward, reached the bedside, and suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty!" Fuquan suddenly panicked, "I'm going to invite Master Yun!"

However, when he was about to leave, Emperor Yan pulled him back, and he did not know where the strength came from. The emperor's forehead was bulging with veins, his face was ferocious, the bright red blood on his lips was still there, it was extremely dazzling, and his scarlet eyes were open. Said: "Don't go, I haven't finished talking..."

"But you vomited blood!" Fuquan almost cried.

"I can't die..." Emperor Yan said hoarsely, he looked at Fan Zhiyuan, who seemed to be hesitating whether to call someone, but heard Emperor Yan laugh and said: "Love is something, who believes it now? Just that fool, still chasing after this illusory thing, even giving birth to that child selflessly is for you...Dedicated..."

Fan Zhiyuan didn't understand these words: "What does your majesty mean?"

Emperor Yan raised his head, stared at him and said word by word: "My son is adopted by me, and I promise that I will never touch the throne for the rest of my life, and I will never leave any heirs. All civil and military officials will witness it, and gossip tabloids will publish it. Otherwise, I will not die well. I just ask... I promise The Beihou case will be re-examined."

Fan Zhiyuan's expressionless face finally showed a shocked expression.

It suddenly occurred to him that Li Li had said that Emperor Yan would agree to a retrial, and that tone was extremely firm, not because of people's hearts, but because he had exchanged enough benefits, using all he had to fulfill him.

Fan Zhiyuan knew the origin of that child, so this was even more touching.

"Without him, you would feel ashamed towards that enemy. Without him, Ding Beihou will be a traitor in this life. Without him, you will always be a homeless dog...cough cough...Fan Zhiyuan, what virtue and power do you have... ..."

Emperor Yan's words were full of jealousy and worthlessness, but this time Fan Zhiyuan couldn't answer.

That's right, how could he have let Li Li treat him like this?

Suddenly, he wanted to see Li Li very much, and eagerly wanted to hug him.

But thinking of this, Fan Zhiyuan moved, he didn't even care about etiquette, he turned around and ran towards the entrance of the main hall of Ming Dynasty.

The moment he left the Mingzheng Hall, Fuquan screamed behind him, and Emperor Yan closed his eyes and fell down slowly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Hurry up and invite Master Yun!"

In Prince Yi's Mansion, Li Li heard the news of Fan Zhiyuan's entry into the palace, and was about to enter the palace as well. He thought that something had to come to an end.But I didn't expect that just now when I was fully dressed, a tall figure appeared at the door of the room.

The door was suddenly pushed open, bringing in a gust of cold wind. Li Li closed up his cloak, looked puzzled at Fan Zhiyuan who just stared at him but didn't say a word, and asked: "He's back so soon, the emperor is following you!" What did you say?"

Fan Zhiyuan didn't answer him, but looked at Donglai and Nanxiang who were about to enter the palace together and said, "You guys go out first."

The two servants looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong with the general today, but he must have something to say to Li Li, so they left together and closed the door considerately.

Li Li didn't doubt that he was there, and still asked strangely: "What exactly is my brother looking for from you?"

"If you adopt the child to Li Hang, you will never be on the throne for the rest of your life. Please witness it, publish it in the tabloids, and let the world know, otherwise you will not end well." Fan Zhiyuan looked at Li Li and repeated what Emperor Yan said.

Li Li was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head uncomfortably, and muttered: "You already know, why did my brother tell you this. Actually it's nothing, I'm not interested in the throne..."

Before he finished his last word, he was drowned in his generous and warm chest.

Fan Zhiyuan hugged him tightly, his heart was very close to his heart, as if he could feel each other's heartbeat, he put his chin on his shoulder, rubbed it, and said in a low voice: "A Li, how should I repay you?" , one life seems not enough anymore."

Li Li raised his head buried in his chest slightly, and said doubtfully, "But I don't want your life!"

Fan Zhiyuan said: "Then what you want, I will give you what I have. If I don't have it, I will give it to you as much as I can."

Li Li bent her lips, exhaled into Fan Zhiyuan's ear, and said, "I want you, hold my hand for the rest of my life, and never let go. Wherever you look, it's me, the big house in my heart It’s still me who can pretend to live, and the one who’s with you on the side of the bed is still me, and in the end, you and I are lying on both sides of the tomb, okay?”

The hands around his waist suddenly tightened, and Fan Zhiyuan uttered a resounding, oath-like word in his suppressed voice: "Okay."

Li Li showed a big smile, and was about to hug her back, but was slightly pushed away by Fan Zhiyuan, then his chin was lifted, the back of his head was locked, the predictable warmth came from his lips, and his lips and tongue intertwined immediately.

The breathing immediately lost its stability and became rapid, with ambiguous panting leaked from the gap.

When the love is deep, it will naturally ask for more.

The cloak fell, the outer clothes were unbuttoned, and he stumbled all the way to the big enough bed in the back room...

At the door, Xiao Fei watched Dong Lai and Nan Xiang eavesdropping on the door frame with their ears puzzled.

People with martial arts skills have very good hearing. Even if he stands a little far away with his arms folded, he can still hear the sound of stools rubbing against each other, tables colliding, porcelain falling to the ground, and even faint gasps and low breaths. , that doubt is even deeper.

Finally he couldn't help asking: "What are they doing in there, tearing down the house or fighting?"

Although the two servants are not very old, but they came out of the palace, they know some things better than ordinary people, and they rolled their eyes when they heard this.

Dong Lai murmured: "You said this happened too suddenly, and I didn't even prepare for it. What if the general is not serious and hurts our lord?"

Xiaofei's eyes changed suddenly, and he asked, "How could our general hurt the prince?"

However, the two servants ignored him, and Nan Xiang was also worried: "You mean, this is the first time for my lord, and I have no experience in looking at the general. It's not easy for these two people to get together."

Xiaofei was a little confused when he heard it, and asked again: "What is it?"

"Go, go, look at you, you know that the general has no preparations, I'm afraid you haven't even read the picture book... Do you know how to do it? Ah yo, it's getting more and more worrying." Dong Lai said with disgust.

"And the prince is very tolerant of him, I'm afraid he will suffer a little bit."

The more the two servants talked, the more aggrieved they felt, and they really wanted to knock on the door, fearing that their loyal protector would be thrown out by Li Li, who was in a daze, so they could only sigh: "Forget it, go find Mr. Yun." , get some wound medicine ready."

Xiaofei didn't know what to say anymore. He stood there watching them leave, but Nan Xiang glanced at him and clicked his tongue: "Why are you still stuck here, listening to the corner? Didn't realize you have this hobby ah."

What hobby?Xiao Fei was inexplicable: "Then what should I do?"

"Carry water, there must be hot water inside."

"Oh...why do you need hot water?" Xiaofei is still wondering.

Finally unable to take it anymore, Nan Xiang said: "You and your wife gave birth on the kang, don't you want water afterward?"

Xiaofei "..." This is easy to understand, I understand.

However, he looked up at Lang Lang Bai Ri and twitched the corners of his mouth.