When the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended to heaven, there was no longer any threat to the Nanling territory, and Lu Chunqiu was about to bid farewell.
"I will leave my disciple here to help you govern the country and bring peace to the country."
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Fan Li quickly thanked him.
Things were really changing. He never dreamed that one day he would have to be careful in front of Lu Chunqiu.
But he deserved it. Who made Lu Fubao the legitimate queen of the Jin Dynasty?
"I want to take Chan'er away." Lu Chunqiu said with a straight face: "You don't like her, right?"
Fan Li was a little embarrassed when his thoughts were read.
He scratched his head: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that after all she..."
"It's a piece of shit after all!"
Lu Chunqiu lowered his voice and cursed.
"Do you think Chan'er is not your biological child?"
"Do you dislike her being the reincarnation of the Holy Lord of the Pure Land?"
"Don't forget how Yan Yuan died!"
"Don't I hate the Daci Dynasty as much as you do?"
"If you are narrow-minded, you will only be a peaceful overlord in this life. If you want to dominate the world, you must have a mind that is open to all rivers!"
Fan Li was dumbfounded by the scolding.
He had experienced first-hand what it meant to be a 'kid of another generation'.
Lu Chunqiu's love for little Diao Chan comes from the bottom of his heart!
In fact, Fan Li has no hatred for Diao Chan.
When Yan Yuan was killed, it was all because of Lu Bu's defection.
The reason why Lu Bu defected was obviously for Diao Chan.
However, Diao Chan, the so-called Holy Lord of Fate, is basically Empress Yaoguang's tool.
The sword killed someone, how could Fan Li hate the sword?
Even if there is hatred, one should hate the knife wielder.
"Master-in-law," Fan Li said sincerely, "My son-in-law knows his mistake. He did deliberately ignore Chan'er before, but I promise he won't do it again in the future."
"how to prove?"
Lu Chunqiu still had a straight face, but his attitude softened a lot.
Fan Li thought for a while and waved his hand to call for Qin Shun, the eunuch manager.
"His Majesty?"
"According to my decree, the emperor's eldest daughter Diao Chan can be canonized as Princess Ping An from now on."
"He ordered the Jade God to select three elders from the Qingyun Sect and accompany the princess to Lucheng. The three elders are responsible for all the elixirs needed for the princess's growth and cultivation, and the medicinal materials are supplied by the Imperial Hospital."
"Order Tai Lieutenant Hu Zongxian to select a thousand loyal and brave wolf soldiers to serve as the princess's personal guard. They will teach the [Dragon Scale Kung Fu] and battle formation techniques and accompany the princess to Lucheng."
"Order Prime Minister Wang Ban to personally supervise the construction of Princess Ping'an's Mansion, where the princess will live when she returns in the future."
Fan Li issued several imperial edicts in one breath, finally making Lu Chunqiu laugh.
"Okay, okay!"
"Wonderful son-in-law, you can rest assured. When you establish the Jin Dynasty and conquer the world, I will definitely give you back a Princess Ping'an and Marquis Wenxin who can be both civil and military!"
Fan Li was completely surprised!
Favor!
So doting!
This old man actually gave up the hereditary title of Marquis Wenxin. Fan Li had to admire him. Lu Chunqiu was truly broad-minded!
only……
Fan Li reminded him in a low voice: "Master Yue Zhang, when Fu Bao gives birth to a child in the future, will this be the title of Marquis Wenxin?"
"Isn't there still the throne of the Jin Dynasty?" Lu Chunqiu asked.
Damn it!
Good guy!
Fan Li called him a good guy!
Is your father-in-law really not polite to me?
Was he the candidate for Jin II?
By the way, this is somewhat like a relative intervening in politics, right?
Fan Li was complaining in his heart, but Lu Chunqiu laughed.
"Don't panic, I'm just joking."
"Chan'er is born with literary talent and is indeed a suitable successor to Marquis Wenxin."
"As for the throne of the Jin Dynasty, I hope you can sit down for a long time and not pass it on to others. Do you understand?"
clear?
Fan Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
Lu Chunqiu's expectation for him was that the whole country would be promoted and he would be honored in the fairy world!
Snapped!
Lu Chunqiu slapped Fan Li hard on the shoulder.
Fortunately, only energy is used, not spiritual power.
"I will leave tomorrow."
"Give you a day to spend time with Chan'er."
…
…………
Royal palace, royal garden.
Fan Li searched for a long time before he found little Diao Chan nesting alone in the flowers...playing in the mud?
In terms of appearance, Xiao Diao Chan had a vaguely charming appearance, which even reminded Fan Li of the stunning and brief encounter when he first arrived in Chang'an.
Times have changed.
She is still her, she is not her.
"cough."
"Chan'er."
Fan Li coughed lightly, causing Xiao Diao Chan, who was concentrating on kneading mud, to turn around and notice his presence.
"Daddy!"
The baby girl stood up happily.
She was only a little bigger when she was squatting, and when she stood up, she could barely reach the height of Fan Li's knees.
"Are you playing in the mud?" Fan Li smiled bitterly.
Little Diao Chan is treated like a royal princess, with golden branches and jade leaves.
But her service attire, which was made of fine materials and made of fine workmanship, was covered with mud.
Especially a pair of pink little hands, more like tender lotus roots just pulled out of the mud.
"Chan'er is not playing in the mud, Chan'er is preparing a gift for daddy."
Hearing what she said, Fan Li was quite curious.
"what gift?"
He suddenly saw that a section of the dense flower bush had been stripped bare by the little Diao Chan, and the soil exposed to the air had been pinched into the shape of several small figures.
Little Diao Chan pointed at her 'work' and introduced it in a sweet voice.
"This is my mother."
"This is Aunt Qingqiu."
"This is grandpa."
I heard her introduce the three clay figures in one breath. In fact, for such a small child, the clay figures made out only had vague human shapes. How could you tell who was who?
Fan Li was in a good mood, nodding his head and praising: "Okay, okay, Chan'er did a great job."
He thought that was the end, but found that there were still several clay figurines that he had not introduced.
"Chan'er, who are these?" Fan Li asked with a smile.
"Didn't Daddy recognize it?"
Little Diao Chan tilted her head and frowned, as if she couldn't believe that Fan Li didn't recognize these clay figurines.
"This is Aunt Hanyue, Aunt Changle and Aunt Xiang Ning."
"Mom said, they are all the same as mother, they are all important to dad, they are a family!"
Fan Li's face turned red when he heard this, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in immediately!
This, this, this!
Why did Lu Fubao tell his child this?
When Diao Chan grows up in the future, how should she look at her so-called father?
Where is the majesty of the father?
I don't want to lose face? !
"cough!"
Fan Li forced a smile.
"Are these gifts from Chan'er to daddy? Okay, daddy likes them very much."
"There's more!" Xiao Diao Chan shook her head. "Chan'er hasn't finished the introduction yet, dad, don't worry, don't worry."
Fan Lixin said, it’s gone, it’s really gone, it’s all here, the conscience of heaven and earth!
He was afraid that Xiao Diao Chan would bring up another 'aunt' and make him feel ashamed.
Fortunately, Fan Li thought too much.
"This is daddy!"
Xiao Diaochan picked up the last clay figurine and held it in both hands before sending it to Fan Li.
He was surprised.
All the clay figurines are very simple in workmanship, but only the 'self' in Xiao Diaochan's hand actually outlines the expression and facial features.
Fan Li looked at 'himself' with a dignified expression.
"Is this who I am as a 'father'?"
"In Chan'er's eyes, is this what I am?"
A trace of guilt inexplicably arose in his heart.
When I looked at Xiao Diao Chan again, I found that her eyes were full of excitement and joy, but in fact there was also a trace of nervousness and fear hidden in her eyes.
Lu Chunqiu's words echoed in Fan Li's mind again.
"You don't like her, do you?"
