Fan Xian felt the pain. With a pained expression, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his broken lips. Suddenly, he found that there was an additional trace of sweetness. Only now did he know that the anger Wan'er had been holding back these few days had all exploded in this bite. He chose his words carefully and said, "It's not that I want to say anything else. I just feel that these days have been hard on you."
Lin Wan'er turned her body in his embrace and said indistinctly, "Hard on me?"
"I don't have time to keep you company," Fan Xian said after thinking for a bit. Fan Xian thought for a bit and said, "Now that my sister and brother have both gone to Northern Qi and Ye Ling'er is married, it is impossible for Rou Jia to play with you. Leaving Jingdou, going down to Jiangnan, and coming to Danzhou, presumably you don't even have someone by your side to talk to.
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Wan 'er's large eyes gradually became misty. She sighed softly and said, "You … if you don't have a heart, you know all this. If you do have a heart, how can you bear to treat me like this?"
Fan Xian's heart grew cold hearing this. He coughed and asked, "How have I treated you?"
"Is that all you want to say?" Lin Wan'er looked seriously into his eyes.
Fan Xian thought for a bit and then nodded.
Lin Wan'er smiled coldly and said, "You're starting to be shameless again. In the past, I told you in Jingdou that I wouldn't stop you if you wanted to do anything … in any case, the words of a woman do not have much power. I just hope you can be more honest and tell me before anything happens. Even if I am useless now, I am still the eldest daughter-in-law of the Fan family. Some things cannot be hidden from me."
"What are you talking about?" Fan Xian was faintly angry. "How can you be so self-pitying? The Wan'er I like is a gentle and mischievous girl …"
He stopped halfway through his words. On the contrary, it was Wan'er who smiled sweetly and said gently, "Why aren't you continuing to lecture me?"
Fan Xian coughed and said, "Regardless of whether you believe me or not, I wasn't planning on saying anything else today."
"Oh, is that so?" Lin Wan'er sighed and said, "Then, when are you going to tell me about Haitang?"
Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said, "It's not the same, it is not the same." After saying this, he hugged Wan'er tightly, who had flipped over in a fit of pique. One hand gently tickled her soft waist. He blew into her ear and said, "We've been apart for more than ten days. What's the point of talking about that?"
If it had been Haitang or Ruoruo, who had been influenced by Fan Xian's modern feminism, they would have kicked him off the bed.
Although Wan'er had grown up in the Royal Palace and had a head full of meticulousness and depth, when it came to matters between men and women, she had received the most traditional education. She said in a muffled voice, "That girl's identity is different. It is already troublesome, but you still act on your own. In the future, who knows what trouble you will stir up."
Fan Xian listened to these words that seemed to admit it, but his heart did not relax. On the contrary, a faint apologetic feeling welled up. People, especially men, would be lying if they said that they did not love someone. But it would be a lie if they said that they would love someone for the rest of their life.
Admiring jade on the Eastern Mountain, watching the sunset on the Western Mountain, doing different things in different places. No one could deceive themselves or brainwash the world.
"But you stay at home every day, and there is no one to play mahjong with you. It is quite boring." Fan Xian did not want to continue on this topic because he suddenly realized that Haitang's position was still that of a friend. That girl might not be willing to marry into the Fan family. Why should he worry about this ahead of time? Why should he make his wife worry and sour with him?
"The concubines in the Palace … don't just pass their days like this." Fan Xian's words touched the true weakness in the depths of Lin Wan'er's heart. She couldn't help but sigh.
She had grown up in the Palace. Her mother was the illustrious Eldest Princess, and her father was Prime Minister Lin. Unfortunately, she had been locked up in the Palace and had only seen her parents a few times. It was as if she had been collectively raised by the concubines in the Palace. She was smart by nature and had grown up in such an environment. Even if she wasn't exceptionally smart, she at least had a clear understanding of the intrigues and trifles in the field of power. She believed that her ability should have played a greater role.
It was only because of her relationship with the Eldest Princess that Lin Wan'er was somewhat averse to scheming and was content with peace. It was also because of the hostile relationship between her husband and mother that Wan'er could not have found a suitable place to shine.
This was something that she and Fan Xian had discussed a long time ago.
If a person could not find a place in their surroundings, they would eventually feel a sense of loss. If she was just an ordinary woman, then she could manage the household, be filial to her parents-in-law, serve her husband, and raise a daughter. But Lin Wan'er's birth determined that if she continued to be ordinary, she would always feel some regret in her heart. Especially since there were already many people who were beginning to shine at Fan Xian's side.
At some point, Lin Wan'er was already prepared to accept her fate. She was prepared to hold on to the beautiful memories of having a son over the wall and work hard to give birth to a child for Fan Xian. She wanted to tie her husband's heart to her side. That was why she had taken such a risk and stopped the medicine Fei Jie had prescribed.
Fan Xian was a delicate and sensitive person. Of course, he knew the deeper meaning behind his wife's actions. He also knew what the faint worry between his wife's brows these past few months was. However, he still hadn't found a good solution.
Fan Sizhe's life dream was in business, so Fan Xian could kick him to the North to smuggle. Ruoruo's life dream had been influenced by Fan Xian, so Fan Xian could use any method to send her under Ku He's tutelage to travel thousands of li and see different people. But Wan'er … her identity was different. She was his wife. Her life dream … or, to put it more crudely, what path should she seek to realize her value?
The spring examination case, as well as some matters before and after, all made Fan Xian understand that Wan'er's strength was actually in the Palace. In terms of planning, she could indeed help him a great deal. But the problem was, at present, he and Xinyang were like fire and water. How could he let Wan'er be caught in the middle?
Fan Xian sighed and said, "If there really comes a day when weapons are used against each other, I really don't know what to do."
Such undisguised words were something the husband and wife rarely touched on. They had always avoided this matter. Lin Wan'er was silent for a long time and then said, "You know, I don't have much affection for my mother … but, after all, she is my mother."
"I understand." Fan Xian pressed his nose against her hair and took a deep breath. "Believe me, at least I won't make you sad."
Would anyone believe these words?
Fan Xian suddenly opened his mouth and smiled slightly. "Wan'er, it is indeed boring to stay at home all the time … I have some things I want you to help me do, but it might be difficult and exhausting."
Lin Wan'er opened her eyes wide with curiosity. Turning around, she was face to face with him. "What is it?"
With a soft fragrance in his arms, Fan Xian hugged his wife and couldn't resist rubbing the fullness a few times. Smiling, he said, "You also know that I am a rich person."
"Of course." Lin Wan'er couldn't resist smiling. She turned her hand back and slapped the thief's hand.
Fan Xian said seriously, "When I went to Jiangnan for the first time last year, I found that although Jiangnan is rich and populous, there are still many commoners who do not have clothes to cover their bodies and food to fill their stomachs. You see, even Jiangnan is like this, much less Jiangbei. There are also the commoners in the middle reaches of the Yangtze who have suffered from floods. They don't know how to survive. "
Lin Wan'er asked curiously, "Didn't you say that the silver you found in the palace treasury has already been transferred to the river transport governor's yamen?"
"That is only a portion," Fan Xian said after thinking for a bit. Fan Xian thought for a moment and then said, "You know the affairs of the court better than I do. Not many of those officials can be trusted. If I send the silver to the court, even with the Overwatch Council and Yang Wanli keeping an eye on it, what should flow away will still flow away. Not to mention anything else, at least the Fan family, the Liu family, and even the palace will eat from this silver. So I think … there are some things we can do ourselves."
"What things?"
"Jiangnan is truly rich. Those rich merchants can take out millions of liang of silver," Fan Xian smiled coldly. Fan Xian smiled coldly and said, "But, there are still so many poor people … This is a problem of inequality."
He continued to sigh and said, "I don't have any ability to change this phenomenon. I can only find some mediocre methods to improve it."
"You mean …" Lin Wan'er guessed her husband's thoughts and said hesitantly, "You are prepared to rob the rich to give to the poor?"
Fan Xian laughed loudly. He had not thought that his highborn wife would use the common bandit language from storybooks. He couldn't resist scratching her pretty nose.
Wan'er stuck out her little tongue and giggled.
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"But … does this really count as robbing the rich to give to the poor?" Fan Xian thought for a bit and then said seriously, "My thoughts are like this. In any case, we've taken so much silver from the palace treasury and officials, so we have to find a way to use it. Our family can't use it all. As I said earlier, we don't want to go through the path of the court. So, how can we use this silver on the commoners? "
Lin Wan'er made a sound of acknowledgement and said, "In the past, it was common to open a porridge shop and cultivate good deeds. I remember when I was little, there was a disaster in the North. The commoners fleeing from the famine all surged into Jingdou. A few officials in court asked the Emperor to send out troops to suppress it and drive these refugees to the nearby provinces. However, Uncle Emperor did not agree to this suggestion. On the contrary, he removed those officials. At the same time, he opened the Royal Granaries. That year, when we were giving out porridge, the empress dowager even brought a few of us from the Palace to hold the spoons. "
Fan Xian nodded. He had heard this story. The Emperor was not stupid and knew how to handle it. He said, "Just giving out porridge at the last minute is not enough. Cultivating good deeds is also difficult to spread, so I decided to put the silver I earned into a specialized organization and then do good deeds for many years. "
He lay in the thin blanket and waved his hand. "When the poor students have no money, they go to the schools we run to study. When there's no rice to eat, we buy rice and distribute it. When there's no seedlings in spring, we give them … In short, we will do whatever the court has not thought of doing. "
Lin Wan'er looked at his confident expression and also became excited. She immediately forced a smile and said, "Idiot, do you know how much silver this will cost?"
"Isn't the silver earned to be spent?" Fan Xian smiled and said, "In any case, what I earn is the silver of the court and the merchants, and the court and the merchants take the silver from the hands of the common people. What is taken from the people, used for the people. This is the logic."
Lin Wan'er listened to the words "taking from the people and using it for the people" and couldn't help her eyes lighting up. "These words are new, but they make sense."
Fan Xian lowered his head and looked at his wife's worshipful expression. For some reason, he thought of last year in the Northern Qi Royal Palace in Shangjing when the Northern Qi Emperor and Haitang Duoduo heard him shout, "First worry about the worries of the world, then rejoice in the joy of the world." He couldn't help blushing with shame.
Unexpectedly, Lin Wan'er immediately shook her head seriously. "It still won't work. Putting aside the fact that this is a bottomless pit, no matter how much you throw in, you might not be able to fill it. You have to think thrice about the influence of this matter. For the matters of the court to be snatched by you is a taboo."
Fan Xian thought for a bit and then suggested, "Can't I use my name?"
Lin Wan'er glared at him like she was looking at an idiot. "If I don't use my name, how can such a large scene be set up? It's not like you only want to save the people of a county or a province. If they don't know it's a good deed you're in charge of, won't those local officials rush to take a bite out of this fat piece of meat? So, you have to use your name. "
Fan Xian thought it made sense. However, he had to use his name and couldn't make the court angry. It was truly difficult.
Lin Wan'er suddenly opened her mouth and said, "What do you think about using the name of the Palace to do this? Using the empress dowager's name. In any case, we don't need the nobles in the Palace to fork out money. We'll fork out the money and let them bear this name. The court will have light, and they will also have face. Presumably, the Emperor will also be happy. "
Fan Xian paused and looked at Lin Wan'er without saying anything for a long time. He thought to himself that this was indeed the case. With the nobles in the Palace stepping out, it would certainly be much easier to carry out. Then, wasn't this the so-called general benevolent organization he often saw in his previous life? However, the Qing Kingdom was just starting out. Presumably, it would be much cruder. However, since there was a beginning, it would improve the lives of the common people.
Lin Wan'er's interest was piqued and she continued to suggest ideas. "But, no matter how rich you are, you won't be able to afford such torment. I think it's better to help the needy and not the poor. The true focus should still be on reading and disaster relief. The daily things to do …"
Halfway through her words, she stopped. Fan Xian also stopped. The two of them looked at each other and then laughed at the same time. There was a glimmer of embarrassment and self-mockery in their laughter.
Just what should be done to make the people of the Qing Kingdom and even the world live better? This pair of husband and wife were both born with golden spoons in their mouths. How could they know the details? It was just a general discussion. If they really wanted to talk about the specifics, they would only go around in circles on reading and serving porridge.
After laughing for a while, Fan Xian said seriously, "We still have to do it. There will always be people who understand these things. Yang Wanli was born poor. Once the matter of the dyke has calmed down, we'll summon him to the capital to talk about it. "
The reforms of his previous life flashed through his mind. Although the Qing Miao and the like looked bright and fresh, Fan Xian knew he did not have the power to change the general situation. He thought to himself that he could only go sew and patch things up. Although it was trivial and couldn't change much, it could at least make the lives of the common people a little better.
Even if it was just a little, this matter could still be done.
In any case, Fan Xian didn't need to worry about it. He only needed to spend some money.
"I'll leave this matter to you." Fan Xian looked at Wan'er with a smile.
Wan'er was startled and said, "How can you leave such an important matter to me?"
"If you do it, I'm at ease," Fan Xian said with a smile. "Besides, if we want to get the nobles and ladies in the Palace to buy shares, if you don't show up, how can it be done? If the women do it, the risk will be less than if I show up. Don't say you're not willing to do it. "
"Willing!" Hearing this, Lin Wan'er was endlessly excited. It wasn't easy to have something to do. How could she miss this opportunity?
The husband and wife said a few more words and prepared to do it after some time. During this time, Fan Xian couldn't help but say a few beautiful things like "it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach a man to fish," which shook Wan'er again and again. The couple talked nonstop and, on the contrary, lost their desire to sleep.
"How long have you been preparing for this?" Lin Wan'er buried her head in his chest and asked in a humming voice.
Fan Xian let the cat out of the bag. "Almost half a year."
Lin Wan'er looked at Fan Xian's pretty face and felt a glimmer of warmth in the depths of her heart. She knew that the majority of the reason Fan Xian was doing this was for her.
In reality, in Fan Xian's view, he was doing this completely for Wan'er.
However, the husband and wife on the bed had not expected that such an organization that had appeared in the world with a flash of inspiration, because Fan Xian controlled too many resources and relied on Wan 'er's ability, had gradually deviated from their initial ideas and gradually evolved into an organization no one could have predicted. For the world and Fan Xian himself, it had brought many benefits.
"Don't put all this silver in one place," Lin Wan'er blinked her long eyelashes and said seriously. Lin Wan'er blinked her long eyelashes and said seriously, "Although I don't know anything about economics, from what you and Sizhe have done, I can understand that money can make money."
Fan Xian nodded. Naturally, he would not make it hard for himself in doing these things. The Second Prince was earning money in the North, and Shi Chanli and Sang Wen were in the flesh business in the South. After the large sum of money house property came in, it would become a source of living water. Seeing that Wan'er had recovered her bright temperament and knew that she was starting to get excited after having something to do, Fan Xian was also very happy in his heart. The matter he had thought about for so long had finally had the desired effect. What made him most happy was that with this interruption, perhaps those family matters would fade away.
Unexpectedly, things did not always go as one wished.
Lin Wan'er bit her lip and said, "But you still haven't answered me about the matter we talked about earlier."
Fan Xian chuckled and pulled her into his embrace affectionately. Vaguely, he said, "Don't worry, there won't be anything like this again."
It was still that old saying, who could believe a man's words? As expected, Lin Wan'er did not believe it. She used her eyes to glance outside and quietly said, "Although Sisi has entered the family, without a ceremony, it will be unfair to her. I've already talked to grandmother. In a few days, we'll have to do it."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Do whatever you want. In any case, she grew up with me, so she probably doesn't care about this."
The voices of husband and wife were very quiet. At this moment, the sound of Sisi coughing came from the little bed in the outer room. The coughing was full of embarrassment and anger.
Lin Wan'er gazed at Fan Xian and giggled. "Did you hear that? Who said I don't care? "
Fan Xian awkwardly slapped her bottom and said, "Usually, this girl sleeps like a pig. Why did she wake up so suddenly today?"
Speaking of sleeping like a pig, Lin Wan'er immediately thought of Siqi, who had followed her into the Fan manor. She was also her personal serving girl. Back then, in the courtyard, she had been charmed by Fan Xian every day. Even if she had not done much, she had worked hard. She furrowed her brows and said, "What about Siqi?"
Looking at Wan'er's expression, Fan Xian knew that this mistress of the household very much wanted her servant girl to also enter the family. However, Fan Xian was truly afraid of these things. Begging for mercy, he said, "Forget it. It's not like I have sex seven times in one night."
Wan'er glanced at him faintly and angrily.
After a torment, the husband and wife were finally tired. Fan Xian hugged his wife in satisfaction and said by her ear, "Tomorrow, I'll take you somewhere."
Lin Wan'er said in a daze, "Danzhou is not big. I've already seen it all … where else do we need to go?"
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Putting aside Fan Xian and his wife's one-day trip to Danzhou, after returning to Danzhou, they would be busy for a while. Fan Xian had enough to deal with just receiving old acquaintances. How could he find time to play? Additionally, one day, the grandmother finally presided over the matter. Sisi, who had had an accident with Fan Xian on the boat, was finally taken into the room without incident. However, Sisi was used to serving Fan Xian, so she could not immediately accept this change in role. She appeared confused and at a loss as to what to do.
Regarding this, everyone had long been mentally prepared. Sisi had grown up with Fan Xian and their relationship was very good. Many of the servants in the manor still remembered that year, when Fan Xian had stood up for Sisi at the age of 12, he had beaten the housekeeper from Jingdou black and blue.
After the housekeeper was humiliated, he left. However, no news of him was heard afterward. No one knew where he had gone.
Furthermore, after Fan Xian went to Jingdou, Danzhou received the news of his marriage. The great ancestor sent Sisi to Jingdou. Who didn't know the hidden meaning behind this? Everyone in the Jingdou and Danzhou manors knew that one day, Sisi would enter the room. However, after it finally happened, other than congratulating Sisi, the serving girls in the Count's manor still couldn't help feeling envious and jealous.
The old woman gave Sisi a large red envelope and spoke warmly for a while. Sisi cried loudly and her eyes were red. Even Wan'er was wiping away her tears at the side.
The next morning, the back door of the Fan manor was pulled open with a squeak. Fan Xian held Sisi's hand and walked out the door sneakily. He turned his head to glance at the girl whose eyes were as red and swollen as peaches. Amused, he said, "Did I bully you or what?"
Sisi choked and glared at him. In any case, in this manor, she was the only one who dared to be impolite to Fan Xian. She looked at the rising fog in Danzhou and the quiet roads. Unable to resist, she asked curiously, "Young master, where are we going?"
Look, she still couldn't change the way she addressed him.
Fan Xian held her hand and felt that it was indeed a bit exciting. It was like a clandestine affair. However, they had clearly just openly entered the room yesterday. From this, it could be seen that men were indeed a very despicable animal.
A warm smile flashed across his face. "We're going to buy tofu to eat."
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