"I..." Li Qiyou hesitated, and Fang Zilan continued speaking on her own, "I heard from my father that the so-called warding off evil spirits in the New Year's social opera aims to remember the past and cherish the present, and it implies opening up for all generations. Isn’t this the purpose of Taiping’s firm determination, isn’t it just for this purpose?”
Her words were like enlightenment, and Li Qiyou suddenly realized that the New Year's social drama, as a year-end event, contains not only beautiful hopes for the new year, but also the courage and perseverance to fear the past and the future. How can it be just a show? muddle along?
"Thank you Miss Fang San for your advice." Li Qiyou's face became a little more lively. Fang Zilan waved her hands and said, "Your Majesty, your words are serious. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
After saying that, she left directly. When she returned to Fengyi Palace, she saw Fang Ziqin walking in before sitting for a while, "I heard that you went to Lianhua Palace to listen to Master Yuan's lecture again today?"
Fang Zilan nodded, "If you are free next time, I might as well go together."
"I won't go." Fang Ziqin sat next to Fang Zilan and said softly: "The palace is busy at the end of the year and I can't get away."
Fang Zilan didn't say anything more. She poured a cup of tea and handed it to Fang Ziqin. She took it and took a sip. She nodded and said, "Yes, your tea-making skills have improved a lot."
"What's the art of making tea? It's just a matter of watching the heat." Fang Zilan answered casually, and then Fang Ziqin asked: "I wonder what the heat is today?"
"What does the empress mean by this?" Fang Zilan frowned, and Fang Ziqin put the tea cup aside, "I think there must be a big fire today, and the one added to it must be firewood named Master Xu Yixu."
Hearing this, Fang Zilan reacted suddenly. Fang Ziqin was talking about her strange attitude towards Xu Yi in Lianhua Palace, so she turned away and whispered: "I don't like Xu Yi."
"What are you talking about that are childish?" Fang Ziqin laughed dumbly, "You have nothing to do with Mr. Xu. Even at the Hua Hui, he was not the one who provoked you. Why are you hostile?"
"Asking knowingly." Fang Zilan snorted heavily, and Fang Ziqin raised the corners of her lips, "Are you doing it for Mo Han?"
"If I adjust, where will you get the chance?" Fang Zilan said casually, but Cao Hong was stunned, "Boss, did you originally plan to let me come to the government office to take up the position?"
"That's not the case." Fang Zilan looked a little more serious, "I originally didn't want you to get involved in the court, but after the battle in Miluo, I was really scared. I thought about it for a long time. Although the court is dangerous, as long as I let you go By your side, I will always be able to protect you, and I don’t ask for high-ranking officials or generous salaries, as long as I can be safe and secure."
She paused as she spoke and then hesitated: "You won't blame me, will you?"
"How could it be?" Cao Hong said quickly: "As long as I can follow the boss, I am not afraid of him, whether it is on the battlefield or in the court."
Fang Zilan smiled, changed her voice and said, "Speaking of which, I have sent people to repair and decorate your mansion. You will be able to move in at the end of March. After the spring hunting is over, you can move there."
"Okay." Cao Hong nodded, "Just in time, I also plan to deal with the matter of the craftsmen in the house first, and then it won't be too late to move."
"What craftsman?" Fang Zilan frowned, and then suddenly realized: "The one who came from the Ministry of Industry on New Year's Eve?"
"Yes, that's him." Cao Hong moved closer to Fang Zilan and lowered his voice deliberately: "The craftsman's name is Lu Chang, and he is a descendant of Master Lu."
"Master Lu?" Fang Zilan took a breath of air, "Master Lu offended the emperor with his clever skills in the previous dynasty, and no one in his family survived. How could it be..."
She suddenly stopped mid-sentence and said clearly: "Did the Ouyang family secretly protect it?"
"Yes, I heard that he is the posthumous son of Master Lu's nephew." Cao Hong said helplessly: "This man was grateful for the life-saving grace of the Ouyang family, so he agreed to change his name and join the Ministry of Industry. After I got him back, I checked I checked the household registration and found something was wrong, and I happened to know a few brothers whose ancestors were related to the previous dynasty, so I secretly inquired about it, and finally found out."
Fang Zilan's expression was dark and unclear, "Then what do you plan to do with him?"
"People from the previous dynasty cannot be retained." After Cao Hong said this, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"But he is talented. If..." Fang Zilan stopped talking and sighed, "It would be a pity."
Cao Hong comforted him: "Boss, there's no need to be pity. After all, even if Lu Chang dies, he won't be used by you."
Fang Zilan asked strangely: "What do you mean?"
Cao Hong explained: "Boss, you may not know what happened to Master Lu's family. It is said that Master Lu once swore that his clever skills would never be used in war, which angered the former emperor. Dozens of people in his family were killed. Made into wooden dolls.”
Fang Zilan's thoughts were seen through, she pursed her lips unnaturally, and finally whispered: "I heard that Mo Han's life in the Xu family was not good."
"The list of people to be amnesty on New Year's Eve has been finalized, and Mo Han is among them." Before Fang Ziqin finished speaking, Fang Zilan said in surprise: "Really?"
"It's very true." The smile on Fang Ziqin's face grew brighter, "I have made arrangements with the Fang family. If nothing happens, we can send him away on New Year's Eve, or the first day of the first lunar month at the latest."
Fang Zilan couldn't wait to ask: "Who in the Fang family will see Mo Han off?"
"Li Hui will go in person." Fang Ziqin looked at Fang Zilan who was sitting unsteadily in amusement, "Are you at ease?"
Fang Zilan behaved when she got an advantage, "With the eldest sister strategizing, what should I feel uneasy about?"
"You, now you know how to call elder sister." Fang Ziqin raised his hand and smoothed Fang Zilan's broken hair on his forehead, and said warmly: "You feel relieved, but I think Mr. Xu will have to endure a lot of trouble."
"Eldest sister, why are you looking at me like this?" Fang Zilan's face was innocent, and a hint of joking flashed in Fang Ziqin's eyes, "If you hadn't told King Yucheng about the New Year's social drama, I would have reluctantly believed that you were innocent."
"Eldest sister, I have a keen eye. I have nothing to say." Fang Zilan shrugged, looking magnanimous.
Fang Ziqin retracted his hand and straightened his sleeves, "With the temperament of King Yucheng, if he listens to your words, he will definitely work hard, and other people who can adapt to the wind will not be able to relax."
"Eldest sister, I'm not easy either." Fang Zilan leaned forward coquettishly, "Look how hard I work every day practicing my sword."
As she spoke, she spread her left hand, and Fang Ziqin held her wrist, "Yes, we Lan'er have worked really hard. How about forget it?"
"How can I forget it?" Fang Zilan clasped Fang Ziqin's wrist with her backhand, patted the back of her hand gently, and comforted her: "I still have all the skills, but I can't hold a sword with my right hand. It's no big deal to switch to my left hand."
