Before entering the Master Fan Mansion, Xu Le spent dozens of days observing and listening, from camouflage to a series of details of the problem, he made extremely adequate preparations, details determine everything, and details seem to determine that he entered so easily.
Although he had done so many preparatory actions, he still did not have the slightest confidence.
Because this white courtyard is unknown in the Federation, it is too important to the empire, and the taste of history is too strong, the bracelet that he began to contact when he was a teenager, and the story in the twilight of Miyagi, made him especially wary of this place.
Because of this kind of psychological preparation, even if there is an electromagnetic cannon hidden behind the black cloth, or dozens of invisible mecha that suddenly jump out of the air far beyond the level of modern science and technology, he may not be surprised, but the scene in front of him really shocked him beyond words, his body stiffened, about the content of the pen, about the text, and the atmosphere at this time is very different, like a troubadour suddenly appeared on the bloody battlefield, either pretending to be a fool, but I don't have any literary views. ” Xu Le's steps were soft and silent, he took two steps forward with an expressionless face, the muzzle of the gun against the back of the man's head, and the strange mood made him subconsciously lower his voice and replied.
The middle-aged man was wearing a very ordinary light coat, with a long hem that covered his legs and knees, and the room was heated like spring, so he didn't have to be afraid of the cold.
He didn't seem to feel the coldness of the metal pistol behind his head, scratched his hair, put down the pen in his hand, turned his head and frowned and said: "A reckless man like you who can only fight, of course you haven't studied any comparative literature or genre literature, and my question is really a bit redundant, but since you have read a lot, hurry up and memorize a few scripts from me, and there are still several books that have not been collected." ” Xu Le looked at the face of the middle-aged man in the empire under the gun, and the fingers on the trigger couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he didn't know why he had a strong impulse, and he wanted to blow this face to pieces.
It's not because this face is too ugly and obscene, or because the eyebrows are frivolous like a damn silver devil, but because this face is too beautiful.
Xu Le has seen a lot of beautiful men in his life, the delicate Magnolia and the gloomy Li Qishao who is like a plum in the snow don't need to be mentioned for the time being, Shi Qinghai, who has a fascinated face and peach blossom eyes, is his best friend, and he has enough patience for a man to give birth to a beautiful face, but at this time, he is still a little unable to suppress the jealousy and madness in his heart.
This imperial man has gray hair and should be not young, but that face is so perfect, perfect that people are jealous, closer to the category of monsters than Shi Gongzi, enough to make all men feel evil and feel that the creator is a bastard.
"Don't shake your fingers."
The middle-aged man in the empire tried to remove the barrel of the gun against his eyebrows, and found that Xu Le's hand was held very tightly, so he reluctantly gave up this idea, and said innocently: "I know that many male animals look at my face and have the urge to destroy it.
But it's not about me, it's my parents, it's more about the biomarkers inherited from an ancestor. ” He continued: "The greatest tragedy in the world is to destroy beautiful things and show people the process, and I admit that my face is the source of countless tragedies. ” Xu Le's knuckles of the fingers holding the gun turned slightly white, and he found that the mysterious imperial man in front of him was not only so beautiful that he was against the sky, but also nagging and narcissistic to a certain outrageous level.
"Who are you?"
he knew he had little power in his question because it was too drama-clichéd, but it was indeed the question he was most nervous about at the moment.
"This is the Master's Mansion."
The Imperial Man looked at him with a smile, his bright eyes were unusually charming, and even the few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes had an indescribable taste.
"So," Xu Le's thick eyebrows raised slightly.
"So I'm naturally a master."
According to the background introduction in the story of Huai Cao's poems, Master Fan is a kind of honorific title, a great honorific title inherited by a certain family for generations, this family who does not know the origin helped the Huai family establish the Bai Hibiscus Dynasty, and has been hiding behind the scenes for more than 700 years to support the imperial family's rule over the vast star field, and each master Fan naturally became the teacher of the emperor, so the honorific title of Master Fan gradually became a real job.
This kind of existence must be remarkable, especially when he knew that the former master Fan taught the two brothers Li Pifu and Feng Yu, Xu Le never doubted this point again, he thought that the current master Fan might have three heads and six thigh-thick arms, but he really didn't expect that when he really met, he was still shocked.
"Well, I'll admit I'm not a guest."
Xu Le took a deep breath to calm himself down, his fingers stroking the trigger relaxed but ready to fall at any time, and pressed the muzzle of the gun intimately against the center of the beautiful face, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I seem to have to admit that you seem to know that I am coming and have been waiting for me, but the problem is, you know who I am" "The whole empire is looking for you."
Master Fan replied with a smile: "But except for Your Majesty and Xiao Shi, probably no one knows your true identity, but if others don't know, how can I not know?"
"Please be as concise as possible."
Xu Le's mood gradually calmed down, twisted his lips and pressed the muzzle of the gun forward unwaveringly.
Master Fan frowned a little unpleasantly because of this action, and then stood up, not at all worried that Xu Le would pull the trigger, waved his hand and said: "You are the son of Nasri, then it should be Jian Shui'er's half-brother, according to this relationship, you also have to call me uncle, is it very popular in the Federation to point a gun at your uncle's head and shout and kill" "Well, if you don't count from my hard-working sister, from my hard-working father who died at the hands of the old puppet, Nasri and I are brothers, but I'm the head disciple Well, is there such a cute name on the federal side?"
"Suddenly a very interesting question comes to mind, you and my niece are half-brothers and sisters, according to federal news reports, you seem to be in a relationship or playing with warmth or have you slept with each other."
Master Fan looked at Xu Le's eyes seriously, not very angry, but with great interest, and said with emotion: "Life is literature, the thunderstorm in Schiller's mid-term play, it seems to be your story, it's really exciting." ” Listening to the middle-aged man in front of him talking incessantly, Xu Le suddenly felt that the sounds in the room seemed to be absorbed by the ubiquitous black cloth, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears at all, but those words came into his head clearly, and there were too many plots and clues hidden in a few very simple paragraphs, so complicated that his logical brain was a little confused.
"Wait, this matter is a bit too complicated, you have to let me sort it out first" Xu Le stretched out his left hand with a little headache and motioned for the other party to pause.
"Oh, the kinship of great families has always been complicated, if you are interested, you can study the history," Master Fan continued excitedly.
Xu Le reluctantly moved the barrel of the gun in his hand down a few points, blocked his mouth, and said with an extremely serious expression: "Let's start from the beginning, you said that Jian Shui'er has to call you uncle, which means that her mother is your sister or sister."
It stands to reason that Master Fan, who should be extremely noble and extremely serious, squeezed that beautiful and unusual face at the moment, ignoring the cold barrel on his lips, and explained vaguely: "I said it was my sister." ” "Could it be that your sister is the young daughter of the previous master Fan, then what are you" Xu Le thought of the story told by Huai Caoshi, and asked a little confusedly, and the barrel of the gun subconsciously moved away.
"She is a young daughter, I am a young son, this relationship is very simple, the former master Fan is my father, and my sister is my father's daughter, isn't it natural?"
"In other words, Jian Shui'er and Huai Caoshi are half-sisters" Xu Le glared at those small eyes and came to an incredible conclusion.
Master Fan looked at him and nodded, spread his hands and said: "Nasri put a very green hat on His Majesty, otherwise why would he go crazy when he saw Jian Shui'er, but you don't have to worry too much about the plot that is too close to Xiaoshi, she and Jian Shui'er are half-brothers, you and Jian Shui'er are half-brothers, you and Xiao Shi are different fathers and mothers."
Xu Le had a headache about the key issues that the other party was concerned about, and asked: "Then the current master of your empire, Fan, is Jian Shui'er's uncle, and he is also Huai Caoshi's uncle."
"I have two nieces who are the best in their fields, and my uncle is very proud of them."
Master Fan sighed with satisfaction, and waved his arm again, driving the light coat on his body to float in the wind, revealing the thighs and the corners of his underwear.
Xu Le didn't expect this big man to have such a strange dressing habit, what he wanted to say was blocked in his chest and abdomen, silently thinking about these complicated things, his mood had an indescribable feeling, of course he knew that he was not the uncle's son, but it seemed that the empire insisted on thinking so, so these complicated relatives also put him in.
"I guess you can't wait for me to come just to tell me a story."
He squinted his eyes, didn't look at the pair of middle-aged people's thighs in front of him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Actually, I don't know why you guessed that I could escape and enter the Master Fan Mansion. ” "I heard that Nasri is dead, and you inherit his inheritance, of course you can escape successfully."
Master Fan smiled and said: "Decades ago, I remember when I was young, I ordered him as my brother-in-law to find a way to take me to the Federation to play, and he made that little blue light thing. ” "Although he didn't take me to the Federation very unfaithfully, I think since you have that little blue light thing on you, how can the Empire's surveillance catch you" "As for why I guessed you would come to the Master Fan Mansion, the reason is very simple."
Master Fan completely ignored his pistol, and naturally turned to get the teacup on the table, a thin coat fluttering like a fairy, and his two thighs were shocking.
"If you want to live, or even want to go back, of course you have to find someone to help, but you are isolated in the empire, who can you find?"
Master Fan bare his legs, smiled and said: "We are relatives after all, although we usually don't move around, but occasionally we have to visit the door." ” Across the long galaxy, one end of the line is in the Federation, and the other is in the Empire, Xu Le thought silently, this relative is really troublesome to move around, and the old guys who have made this kind of kinship are even more troublesome.
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