A quiet courtyard, a quiet person. In the quiet chest, there was a similar pain. Minister Fan looked at his silent son, who had his head bent down, with a trace of tenderness and gentleness. After a moment of silence, he quietly asked, "Putting aside Chen Pingping, I'm just asking you. From the moment you decided to personally step into Ten Family Village, presumably you already knew about the matter many years ago. How are you going to deal with it?"
Fan Xian didn't answer. Instead, he asked in response, "When did you realize?"
"Probably after the Jingdou rebellion," Fan Jian said in an even voice with a calm expression. "Even if I thought of it before, I didn't want to think in that direction. After all, the Emperor is the Emperor, and I am his subject."