Chapter 612: Face Your Fate

At noon, Fan Xian, who had been in seclusion for two days, finally walked out of the room.

He raised his head, looked at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

He had finished all the plots and knew the whole truth of this world.

Of course, in order to make himself less embarrassed when reading and not have too much fatalism about his own feelings, Fan Xian skipped those love chapters and only focused on the conspiracy and fate of this world.

But also because he skipped the relaxed and leisurely daily life, Fan Xian saw Joy of Life much more heavy than the real readers.

"Brother, you are finally willing to go out!"

At this time, Fan Ruoruo's slightly worried voice came from the front.

Fan Xian looked in the direction of the voice and saw his sister Fan Ruoruo and his father Fan Jian walking together.

"Ruoruo." Fan Xian forced a smile, and then cast his eyes on Fan Jian next to Ruoruo, "Dad..."

"..."

Fan Jian frowned slightly, keenly aware that something important seemed to have happened to Fan Xian.

Before he could think about it, Fan Xian came over, raised his hand and touched Fan Ruoruo's head with a smile.

"Ruoruo, be good, go back to your room first, I have something to say to Dad."

"..."

Fan Ruoruo blinked and looked at Fan Xian with some doubts.

But out of blind admiration for her brother, she nodded obediently and turned to leave.

After Ruoruo left, Fan Xian smiled and looked at Fan Jian: "Let's go, Dad, go to your study."

"..."

Fan Jian raised his eyebrows and was very surprised at Fan Xian's behavior of taking the initiative.

For some reason, he suddenly saw a shadow of the woman from that year in the young man in front of him.

"Okay."

Fan Jian nodded for some reason, and then took a step and walked towards his study.

Not long after, the two came to the study. Fan Xian took a step behind, closed the door of the study, and turned to look at Fan Jian sitting behind the desk.

Fan Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Fan Xian and said, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fan Xian took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and then knelt down on the ground like a golden mountain falling down a jade pillar, and kowtowed to Fan Jian three times respectfully.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Every time Fan Xian kowtowed, Fan Jian couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

After the three kowtows, he finally couldn't help but ask, "What is this about?"

Fan Xian stood up, looked at Fan Jian and whispered, "These three kowtows are not only for you, but also for your deceased wife, and my elder brother whom I have never met..."

"..."

Fan Jian was stunned for a moment, and then his face became extremely gloomy.

Fan Xian didn't care about Fan Jian's expression, and continued to say softly: "My eldest brother died young, and my aunt died of depression. It's all because of me. It's reasonable for me to do my filial duty."

Fan Jian said gloomily: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Fan Xian shook his head: "Dad, don't hide it from me. I know everything now. My biological mother is Ye Qingmei, and my biological father is the emperor of the current dynasty. When my mother was about to give birth..."

"Shut up!"

Fan Jian shouted loudly, and then stood up suddenly, walked quickly to Fan Xian, and lowered his voice and said: "The walls have ears!"

Fan Xian's expression did not change at all, and he smiled: "I know there are spies of the emperor in the mansion, but it doesn't matter. I have already set up means, and what I say can't be heard in this study."

"Even if the Grand Master is outside the door, he can't hear a word."

Fan Jian frowned, looking at the boy in front of him who had become so unfamiliar in disbelief.

"...What happened to you?"

"I just know the truth and see some facts clearly!"

Fan Xian shook his head, then put his hand on Fan Jian's shoulder and said softly: "Dad, please sit down and let me finish this story."

Fan Jian frowned tightly and looked at Fan Xian deeply.

"You know, some things, once exposed, there is no turning back!"

"I know, but I don't care."

Fan Xian smiled and helped Fan Jian back to the desk.

After he sat down, Fan Xian continued, "That year, my mother was pregnant and recuperating in Taiping Villa outside Kyoto."

"That year, an urgent report came from Dingzhou that the Western Hu invaded in large numbers, and the Dingzhou army was unable to defeat them. The emperor immediately decided to lead the army in person and took you away from Kyoto."

"A few days later, an urgent report came from Yanjing that the Northern Qi army was invading and had the intention of a large-scale attack. The emperor personally drafted an order to send Chen Pingping, the president of the Supervisory Council, to Yanjing to take charge."

"At this time, a temple messenger came from the north, and his target was my mother Ye Qingmei."

"In order to protect her, Uncle Wuzhu had to leave Kyoto and go to intercept the temple messenger."

"Dad, isn't it a coincidence that Ye Qingmei, who was pregnant and at her weakest, had all her close friends transferred away!"

Fan Jian's face was uncertain, and he didn't answer Fan Xian's words.

Fan Xian didn't care, or rather, he didn't intend to let Fan Jian answer.

He just continued to say calmly: "When everyone was transferred out of the capital, when Ye Qingmei was about to give birth to a child, the murderous intention that had been brewing for a long time in the entire capital finally broke out."

"The father of the queen, the father-in-law of the queen mother's brother, led his troops to attack Taiping Villa under the instruction of the palace."

"In the capital, countless court officials and noble families hiding in the dark, as well as relatives and nobles, also brought people to participate in the riot."

"And Qin Ye, the envoy of the Privy Council, when faced with the chaos in Kyoto, not only did he not stop it, he secretly sent a team of people to Taiping Villa to kill the mother who was about to give birth to a child!"

"That year, on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, people in the whole city were trying to kill her."

Hearing this, Fan Jian finally couldn't help but said: "These people you mentioned are already dead by now."

Fan Xian nodded and said, "I know that. I also know that you noticed something unusual and rushed back to Kyoto for thousands of miles."

"But you returned to the capital alone, faced with the murderous intent of the entire capital, and couldn't think of any solution for a while. It happened that your eldest wife gave birth to a Lin'er for you. When you looked at them, you suddenly had an idea. ”

At this time, Fan Jian had lowered his head and whispered: "That's enough."

Fan Xian still said calmly: "You had an argument with the eldest lady. No one knew what you were arguing about. They only saw you finally walked out of Fan's Mansion with a food box and a cold expression on your face, leaving only the eldest lady behind. A miserable cry."

"Bang!"

Fan Jian slammed the table and said angrily: "I've said enough!"

Fan Xian sighed, walked behind Fan Jian, and gently followed his back.

"Dad, I don't want to expose your scars, I just want to tell you that I really know everything."

"..."

Fan Jian did not look back, but whispered: "Who told you, Wu Zhu? It's impossible, he can't know."

Hearing Fan Jian's low murmur, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh quietly.

The original work did not directly describe the events of that year, but based on some fragments, Fan Xian deduced the truth.

After Fan Jian returned to Beijing, he reluctantly took his newborn eldest son to Taiping Villa and asked him to die in Fan Xian's place.

The rebels inspected the bodies of Ye Qingmei and Fan Jian's eldest son and confirmed that both mother and son were dead. They succeeded in delaying time, allowing Fan Xian to survive until Wu Zhu's return...

It can be said that in the entire Qingyu Years, Fan Jian made the greatest sacrifice for him, even faintly surpassing Chen Pingping.

Looking at Fan Jian's back, Fan Xian asked softly: "Dad, have you met Uncle Chen since he returned to Beijing?"

"Uncle Chen?" Fan Jian frowned slightly, tilted his head and said, "Chen Pingping?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "I owe him a lot. It should be okay to call him Uncle Sheng."

Fan Jian was a little surprised, but did not express any opinion about it.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "If you have met him, you should know that Brother Mu led me to join a force."

Fan Jian raised his eyebrows: "Heaven?"

Fan Xian smiled and nodded, saying: "You have indeed met before - yes, for this world, it is not an exaggeration to say that place is heaven!"

"In short, I saw my past there and what you did."

"Everything you did for me back then was also shown to me by the people in heaven..."

Fan Jian listened blankly to Fan Xian's words, and felt a turmoil in his heart.

Is there such a place in the world where people can learn about the past and explore the future? !

After a moment of silence, Fan Jian suddenly said: "Does Lao Wu know that you have joined Tianting?"

Fan Xian nodded and said: "Uncle Wuzhu is already there. As you know, Uncle Wuzhu has lost some memories due to some events that year. I asked a member of the Heavenly Court to help, and he will cure Uncle Wuzhu for me. "

Fan Jian frowned: "In other words, Wu Zhu is not with you now."

Fan Xian nodded.

An ominous premonition arose in Fan Jian's heart, and he couldn't help frowning: "What do you want to do in your showdown with me today?"

As he said that, Fan Jian couldn't help but add solemnly: "No matter what you want to do, I have to advise you not to be impulsive!"

Fan Xian smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive... But don't you think it's a coincidence? When my mother was at her weakest, everyone was transferred out of the capital. Who do you think in this world? Do you have this ability?”

"..." Fan Jian looked at Fan Xian with furrowed brows.

After a long time, he shook his head and asserted: "Impossible, Your Majesty loves your mother deeply."

Fan Xian said calmly: "He loves Ye Qingmei, but he loves himself more. Dad, you don't know that my mother's ideas are a scourge for any emperor."

Fan Jian stared at Fan Xian and said, "You want to say that His Majesty secretly planned to kill your mother?"

Fan Xian asked softly: "If this is really the case, what will you do?"

Fan Jian was silent for a long time, his arms drooped, and he said calmly: "I will retire and return home."

Fan Xian sighed: "I think so."

Fan Jian stared at Fan Xian and said, "Is this what Heaven told you?"

Fan Xian thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The previous ones are, as for the emperor killing my mother, that's my guess."

Hearing Fan Xian's white lie, Fan Jian was visibly relieved.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh.

Fan Jian did love Ye Qingmei deeply, but at the same time, he was also a traditional courtier and extremely loyal to the emperor. Even if he finally knew that the emperor killed Ye Qingmei, he would not be able to actually kill the emperor like Chen Pingping did.

After testing Fan Xian's words, he found that the showdown with Fan Jian could only go so far.

If more were revealed, not to mention whether Fan Jian would take action to stop him, just letting such a father who made huge sacrifices for himself struggle with family ties and loyalty is not what a son of man should do.

Fan Xian thought about it and realized that he still had to go to the Supervisory Office to meet Chen Pingping, who he had known for a long time in the book.