Xue Huaiyi was very happy to see Yang Fan. His fellow disciples were also very happy to see Yang Fan.
They were indeed a group of ruffians who stole and fought, but to their own people, they were a group of loyal men. In their eyes, Yang Fan was one of their own. Not only were they close to Yang Fan, but they also saw Yang Fan as their pride. Not only them, but to Xue Huaiyi, it was the same.
Xue Huaiyi was becoming more and more frustrated. He could no longer hide his fall from favor. Although he never mentioned this matter, he was very clear that this matter could no longer be hidden from anyone. Zhou Ju dared to impeach him and interrogate him because of his pride as an Imperial Censor, but it was also because he knew that Xue Huaiyi had fallen from favor.
Among those who came from the White Horse Temple, only Yang Fan was rising step by step. His reputation was becoming more and more resounding. Now, Yang Fan's reputation in the imperial court was already above his. If he had not fallen from favor, perhaps he would have been a little jealous. However, in this situation, the rise of Yang Fan was entrusted with all of his ideals and hopes.
He did not want to borrow anything from Yang Fan. His power came from the harem, so Yang Fan could not help him in any way. However, today, when the White Horse Temple was gradually declining, there was still Yang Fan who outshone others. This more or less gave him some comfort.
When Yang Fan saw Xue Huaiyi and the other ruffians, his heart was also very happy. He had many "friends", but no matter what kind of friends he had, these banquets and gatherings must have a deeper purpose. Only this group of people from the White Horse Temple, their only purpose was to gather, drink, and laugh. When he was with them, Yang Fan could let go of all his schemes. There was only relaxation, only satisfaction, and only wine.
Half drunk, Yang Fan keenly sensed that Xue Huaiyi had something on his mind. He was still laughing like a great bell, still wild and unruly, but the uneasiness and despair hidden deep in his bones could be concealed from Yang Fan's careless fellow disciples, but not from Yang Fan.
Yang Fan knew very well that Er Zhang was becoming more and more favored. Xue Huaiyi was already an "Empress" who had not yet been thrown into the cold palace but had already fallen out of favor. It was just like the "Empress Wang" who had competed with Wu Zetian for favor back then and knew that she would definitely lose but was not stripped of her title of Empress.
Xue Huaiyi's current cheerful demeanor and domineering attitude were all to conceal the fear in his heart. Although Yang Fan could see through Xue Huaiyi's thoughts, he couldn't offer any advice.
Xue Huaiyi loathed that old woman in the palace, but his prestige, wealth, and status all came from that old woman. He loathed that white-haired old woman who occupied his freedom and body, but he was also unwilling to give up everything that the old woman gave him. This was a knot that could not be untied. What could Yang Fan say?
When Yang Fan returned to his home, the sky was already slightly dark. The sun was slanting to the west and was about to set on the distant mountains. In front and behind him, there were many guards in the light and dark. Needless to say, there were guards in the dark. They could dress up in all kinds of colors and blend perfectly into the surrounding crowd. Even Yang Fan didn't know how many of them there were. Perhaps the dark-skinned man not far away was one of them. Perhaps the simple and honest farmer carrying an empty vegetable basket who looked like he had just sold out of vegetables was one of them.
There were only four bright guards by Yang Fan's side. It wasn't appropriate to say that they were guards. They were all dressed like servants, wearing green clothes and small hats. Their appearances were unremarkable. With Yang Fan's current position as an official, it was normal for him to have a few servants by his side. Who would be able to tell that they were Jianghu masters with outstanding martial arts?
There were also many martial arts masters secretly guarding around the Yang mansion. But even Yang Fan, who knew that they were there, couldn't tell which of the pedestrians and peddlers were his people. He only knew that the "Ji Sitang" was planning to buy the houses on his left and right and across the street.
In the flower hall of the Yang mansion, Xiao Man and Ah Nu were playing with the child. It was getting colder. Perhaps the first snow of this winter would come soon. Except for the warm weather in the afternoon, when they would take the little fellow out to bask in the sun, they usually played with him in the big house.
Ah Nu's love for the child was no less than that of her mother. At this time, Ah Nu was holding the one-month-old baby, while Xiao Man was holding a bronze mirror in front of the baby. She teased him in a childish tone, "Nian Nian, look, who is this?"
Nian Nian was the baby's nickname. Yang Fan gave him the nickname Yang Nianzu. So far, Yang Fan didn't know the real names of his parents. The name Nianzu meant that no matter what his surname or name was, he would never forget his ancestors.
Yang Nianzu's eyes widened as he stared in astonishment at the little face in the mirror. He didn't quite understand that the little fellow was himself. He raised his little hand timidly, not knowing if he wanted to touch the reflection of himself in the mirror or if he wanted to shove the reflection of himself away.
"Hey ~"
Xiao Man suddenly poked her head out from behind the mirror and made a face at him. Yang Nianzu saw his mother and clearly let out a sigh of relief. His pink lips pursed and a ball of foam came out to show his joy. Xiao Man put down the bronze mirror and said dispiritedly, "Ah! Why doesn't this boy laugh even when I tease him? "
Ah Nu looked at the little fellow and asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong with the baby?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Xiao Man glared at her and said angrily, "Look at how smart my baby is. How can there be anything wrong with him? Let me see! "Xiao Man took the child and put him on the couch. She held his chin with her hands and began to carefully examine him.
As Yang Fan walked to the back of the mansion, he thought about the arrangements for tomorrow. He had to deal with Li Zhaode and Wu Sansi. He also had to go to Princess Taiping. The next step of the plan required her close cooperation. The day after tomorrow, Wan 'er would leave the palace. He had to go accompany her. He also had to take time to look at the various information that Xian Zong had reported to him. He had to gradually understand and truly control this huge force …
Yang Fan thought along the way as he walked into the parlor. Xiao Man had just finished her visual inspection and said to Ah Nu seriously, "What's wrong with my baby? There's nothing wrong with him at all. He's very healthy!"
Ah Nu was teasing Yang Nianzu's little penis. Hearing this, she rolled her eyes at her and said, "You know the result just by looking?"
"Of course! The child is the flesh that fell from my body. Of course with one look … Aiya! Don't knock it off! " Xiao Man saw that Ah Nu was treating her precious baby as a toy and quickly snatched it. Ah Nu giggled and said, "It's not made of mud. How could it be knocked off?"
At this time, Yang Fan walked into the hall and said with a smile, "What are you guys talking about? Why are you so happy?"
When Xiao Man saw her Langjun come back, she welcomed him with joy and said worriedly, "Langjun, our child will smile when he is asleep. But when he is awake, no matter how you tease him, he won't smile. At most, he will purse his lips. Don't you think it's strange?"
Yang Fan took the child and kissed him on his face. The child's saliva was stuck on his face. Yang Fan was reluctant to wipe away the milky smell and said to Xiao Man with a smile, "You are too anxious. The child is too young and doesn't understand that you are teasing him. When a child smiles when he is asleep, that is because he is sleeping. Immortal Granny is teaching him something. When he learns it, Immortal Granny will praise him. When the child is praised, he will smile. Don't be anxious. Wait until he is a little older. En … wait for another month. At that time, you can tease him and see if he will giggle. "
Xiao Man said with admiration, "Langjun really knows a lot. You know more than us women!"
Yang Fan said shamelessly, "Of course, your husband is very knowledgeable. How can this kind of small matter trouble me?"
A Nu covered her mouth and laughed, "Yes, yes. I don't know who asked Granny Wang, who is washing clothes, about these things yesterday. I heard it clearly from behind!"
Yang Fan was exposed, but he didn't blush. He rolled his eyes at A Nu and said to Xiao Man, "You two, one doesn't understand, and the other doesn't understand. In the end, you still don't understand. We don't have elders in our family. These things, we should ask the elders in the house. "
Xiao Man was suddenly enlightened. She said happily, "Langjun is right. I'll ask Grandma Wang. This child always sleeps hard at night. She groans like a calf, and her face is red. I have to see if there's any problem."
Yang Fan was surprised, "Does the child have this problem sleeping at night? Why didn't I know?"
Xiao Man rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are asleep. You don't even wake up when there is thunder. How would you know!" After saying that, she carried the child and left excitedly. A Nu looked at her back with envy on her face.
Until Xiao Man disappeared at the door, A Nu reluctantly retracted her gaze. When she turned her head, she saw Yang Fan staring at her with a smile as if he knew what was on her mind. She couldn't help blushing. Yang Fan walked forward and gently held her hand. He whispered, "Winter is coming. Don't worry. Let's … get married in spring, okay? "
"Ah!"
A Nu's little face suddenly turned red. She said bashfully, "Who's anxious?"
Yang Fan grabbed her shyly retracted hands and said seriously, "I don't want you to follow me secretly. But in the past, you can't expose your identity. It's different now. We have enough power to protect ourselves. Young Master Jiang can't do anything to us.
The reason why I have to wait until next spring is because I have something important to do now. I really can't find the time to arrange our marriage. I have to start taking over the power of the Succession Hall Evident Sect. Also, the Evident Sect and the Hidden Sect were opposing each other in the past. Naturally, it won't be like this in the future. Shen Mu is in Goguryeo. When he returns, I have to have a good talk with him. Since the Evident Sect Patriarch has changed, I think … his' exile 'has ended. "
Before Yang Fan finished speaking, A Nu made a gentle sound. She shyly lowered her head and said in a small voice, "En! I … I'll listen to you! "
Yang Fan hugged her and said in a low voice, "Also, the most important thing for me right now: the selection of officials at the southern border. Only when this matter is completed satisfactorily can my position be secure. Since Young Master Jiang has escaped, he definitely won't be willing to fail. If I haven't guessed incorrectly, he will definitely make a big deal out of this. If he can send me to prison and have the Emperor chop off my head, so what if I take his position? Similarly, if he loses this battle, he will never be able to rise again. This is the final battle between me and him. Right now, I am waiting for him to come! "
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