There was a dark hole beyond the city gate.
It was deserted at the city gate.
The city gate had already been emptied out, and the residents of Kyoto were stopped outside the cordon. They were shocked to see the line of troops coming from the south, the blood on their bodies, and the people who were lying down immediately. The corpse, looking at the young adult who straightened his back and rode the first tall horse in front of him.
There was an uproar!
Mr. Fan, who had been away from the capital for a year, finally returned to Beijing, but no one expected that he would come back with so many corpses and blood stains, and a dilapidated car that seemed likely to fall apart at any time The all-black carriage of the Overwatch Council.
The common people watching from afar were whispering and discussing, and they were extremely shocked. Looking at the scene in front of them, they all guessed that Lord Fan must have encountered something dangerous on his way back to Beijing, but no one It occurred to me that the so-called danger actually happened near the peaceful and prosperous capital.
The sergeants of the Kyoto garrison led the horses silently, guarding both sides of the team.
The common people watched in horror, confirmed that it was not the imperial court who was arresting Mr. Fan, and then began to speculate, thinking of Fan Xian's earth-shattering life experience, thinking of the rumors in the past year, thinking of these sensitive things in the inner treasury. Words, even foolish women know it, it must be that some people in the court want to harm Mrs. Fan.
Although Fan Xian's affairs in the south of the Yangtze River have affected his reputation to a certain extent, he still has a very high reputation in the capital. The Chunwei case, the unique place, the poem in front of the palace, and the Northern Qi line, in the hearts of the people in Kyoto, he is the biggest. Pride and the court's last conscience.
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"Master Xiao Fan!"
"Master Xiao Fan!"
The common people looked at the wounded Fan Xian, not knowing how to express their concern and support, nor how to greet him, so they could only shout loudly from a long distance, and the shouts continued one after another.
Qin Heng glanced at him sideways, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and immediately regained his composure.
Fan Xian looked at the dark crowd over there, nodded slightly, his complexion softened a little, and he couldn't help being moved in his heart. He asked himself that this second life hadn't done anything for these people from the heart, but it was The little things I bring occasionally are good, but these common people can remember them for a lifetime.
Although Kyoto is dark, the hearts of these people are still toward the light.
Some timid people suddenly screamed and pointed at Fan Xian's horse team.
Fan Xian didn't need to look back, he also knew what frightened the minds of the people.
Under the horse behind him, dragged a door panel folded from the carriage. A dying blood man was tied to the door panel. The blood on this blood man's body had stopped, and the fresh blood that flowed out earlier had also turned into a jet black color, painting his clothes and body together. What was even more frightening was that the man's two arms had been broken shoulder to shoulder, leaving only two bloody mouths, and one eyeball was also smeared with blood.
There were also two severed arms that were randomly tied to the edge of the door with strips of cloth.
This was the only one who survived the sniping in Snow Valley. He was dragged by the members of the Overwatch Council all the way to the gate of the capital city.
Fan Xian didn't show any expression. He waved his horsewhip and drove into the city gate first.
Passing through the dark city gate, Fan Xian took a deep breath as soon as he saw the deep winter snow scene in Kyoto. Dozens of Overwatch Council officials in black lotus-clothed official uniforms came up to meet them. One of them held Fan Xian's rein silently, while the rest went to the rear to meet those seriously injured colleagues.
The official holding his rein had a dark complexion, and said with deep sorrow, "This official has neglected his duty." He glanced at Qin Heng who was beside Fan Xian, "After the fireworks order, the city gates were temporarily closed, so there was no time to go out of the city to respond."
Fan Xian nodded, and said a little tiredly, "Mu Tie, don't blame yourself, this has nothing to do with you."
He continued: "Mu Feng'er!"
Mu Feng quickly ran over from behind, and stood obediently beside the horse, with an expression of anger and uneasiness on his face: "Mu Feng'er is here."
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly and said, "You bring some people to take these brothers to recuperate from their injuries. We will discuss the burial tomorrow."
"Yes." Mu Feng'er took the order and left.
Fan Xian said to Mu Tie: "You take someone with me to a place."
Mu Tie was puzzled, thinking that the lord was seriously injured, so the palace would not be in a hurry to summon him, so where did he go in such a hurry? But knowing that at this moment, it is absolutely impossible to ask, so he bowed his head to accept the order, and at the same time gestured to the liaison officer on the street.
Fan Xian glanced at Qin Heng and asked, "After entering Beijing, will anyone still dare to kill me?"
Qin Heng thought for a while and said, "No."
Fan Xian said, "Then why do you still follow me?"
Qin Heng thought about it again, and said in embarrassment: "I'm afraid you're going to kill someone."
After a moment of silence, Fan Xian said, "I won't kill anyone today because I still don't know who to kill."
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The Overwatch Council officials who had returned to Beijing with Fan Xian were taken away to heal their wounds, and behind him were replaced by his former spies. They walked quietly and solemnly into the depths of the capital, and soon came to Tianhe Avenue.
The rear of the team was still dragging the wagon that was about to fall apart, the door panel and the horrible blood man.
Along the way, everything fell into the eyes of the people of Kyoto, and the crowds on both sides of the road became more and more, and they couldn't help but let out a few gasps. At this time, rumors had already spread in the market that Mr. Fan was ordered to return to Beijing to report on his duties. Unexpectedly, he was ambushed by strong men outside Beijing. The Overwatch Council suffered heavy casualties, and Mr. Fan almost died.
Since the bloody night in Kyoto fourteen years ago, Kyoto has been immersed in tranquility, and such a shocking thing has not happened for many years.
Fan Xian sat upright on the horse and walked forward. Behind him, people from the Overwatch Council kept gathering in the line. The line was getting longer and longer, but there was still silence and chilling.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the capital felt chilled. They wondered if there would be rivers of blood in the capital soon. No one dared to underestimate Fan Xian's courage and ruthlessness.
Most of the Overwatch Council officials in central Beijing belonged to one branch, and Fan Xian was the ancestor of one branch. It was such a big deal that the ancestor was attacked. It didn't take much to mobilize, the spies in one place in the capital all started to act, and Fan Xian, who followed him, joined the team, went to investigate secretly and began to inform the hidden nails in various prefectures.
Fan Xian pulled the reins suddenly, stopped the horses, looked back at his subordinates with resolute faces, frowned slightly, and said slowly, "There are nearly two hundred people here, and we only have three hundred in total. Ten, you are not doing business?"
Mu Tie thought to himself that today's battle looks like they are going to kill people for revenge, how can they do it with less people? No matter how justifiable it is to kill people in the capital, they will be brutally suppressed in the end. Today, they put all their wealth and life on Fan Xian's body. He gritted his teeth and replied, "It's all up to the adults to arrange."
Fan Xian closed his eyes and thought for a while, "Don't come here again, I'm not here to kill people."
Qin Heng, who had been following him all the time, felt his heart tremble when he heard these words.
Then this group of people continued to move, and under the horrified eyes of the people in Kyoto, they walked slowly along the usually quiet Tianhe Avenue, with the flowing water on both sides of the road, towards the imperial palace in the distance.
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Yan Bingyun stood at the window, looking at the road downstairs through the window, at the murderous but silent team on the road. The crowd of onlookers had been dispersed by the servants of the Kyoto Prefecture, and Tianhe Avenue became increasingly lonely.
He looked at the man riding in front of him, and sighed slightly.
A subordinate knocked on the door and entered, knelt on the ground and reported: "Chen Yuan has been sent to notify that the security has been raised to the first level, the six departments have been fully activated, and the streets and alleys near the Privy Council have been controlled."
"Tell the second department to drop the unimportant work at hand and focus on investigating the ambush in the valley." Yan Bingyun didn't look back, but just looked at Fan Xian on the road.
The subordinate took the order, raised his head and asked, "Master Tisi is going there, do you want to meet him?"
After thinking for a moment, Yan Bingyun said: "Get ready, if your lord really does something..." His complexion changed slightly, and he smiled wryly before saying, "Don't worry, your lord won't do anything, he's more tolerant than us."
That subordinate raised his head in astonishment, looked at Yan Bingyun, and thought to himself that Mr. Tisi was attacked, how could Mr. Xiaoyan be so calm? Actually not in a hurry to get out of the hospital to meet Mr. Tisi or... to stop Mr. Tisi
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Between the imperial palace and the gray-black Overwatch Council, there is another building with a black dragon on top and stone lions guarding the gate below.
Fan Xian rode his horse silently, heading towards the building.
The door panel he was dragging behind bumped on the stone sill at the end of Tianhe Road, and finally couldn't bear it to break. The blood man's feet were still tied to the ponytail, bounced on the ground, and was dragged again, but the pair of severed arms fell to the ground.
Officials from the Overwatch Council picked up the pair of severed arms long ago.
The blood man was jolted awake, moaning in pain, but half of his jaw was broken, and he was in a semi-conscious state, unable to speak at all.
The man was dragged by Fan Xian's horse to walk on the ground, and the blood gushed out again, dragging a long line on the snow.
blood line.
At the end of the blood line is the building.
Fan Xian squinted at the yamen on the stone steps, looked at the mighty and inexplicable stone lions on both sides of the stone steps, and sighed in his heart. In previous years in the capital, because of the emperor's pressure and his own self-examination, he deliberately distanced himself from here. So far, this is actually the first time I have been here.
This is the center of the Qing Kingdom's military. The Ministry of War was renamed the Ministry of War in the New Deal, and now it has returned to the place where it was formerly known as the Privy Council.
The Privy Council was ordered by His Majesty to control the mobilization of all military forces in the Qing Kingdom, and was responsible for dealing with foreign wars. During these decades of wars, I don't know how many famous generals have emerged, and how many lands and wealth have been acquired for the Qing Kingdom.
Qing State's army is the strongest army in the world, and Qing State's Privy Council is the brains of this strongest army.
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People in the Privy Council knew the news that shocked the capital as early as Fan Xian entered the city. When Fan Xian and his party came to the Privy Council, all the generals felt a bit surprised and uneasy. Many military officials had already heard the news. He had already run out of the Privy Council, and stood on the steps, watching Fan Xian and his group.
Fan Xian sat on the horse quietly like this, without getting off the horse, just looking at the closed door on the stone steps.
The gate was slowly opened, and five or six ministers of the Privy Council hurried down, and behind them, the soldiers of the Privy Council also clenched their swords and guns, staring vigilantly at the group of men in black from the Overwatch Council at the gate of the yamen.
The scene seemed a little tense.
But Fan Xian was not nervous, he recognized the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council and the deputy Chengzhi of the third chamber who came to greet him. Now the old man of the Qin family always said he was sick at home, and these senior officials were in charge of the Privy Council.
He flicked his horsewhip to stop the right deputy envoy of the Privy Council from speaking, not giving him a chance to express any emotions such as concern, anger, tension, and pity.
Fan Xian spoke slowly.
"I know that many of you don't want me to go back to the capital, at least they don't want me to go back to the capital alive." Fan Xian said indifferently: "But... I'm still back."
The right deputy envoy of the Privy Council hesitated to speak, but looked at the bloody man trailing behind Fan Xian. Seeing this appalling scene, the senior official who had climbed up from the flames of blood only frowned slightly.
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly and said, "My official was attacked on the outskirts of Kyoto. All adults must know about it."
The right deputy envoy of the Privy Council just said: "It's really shocking..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fan Xian cut him off: "Who is the person who wants to kill me, I don't want to care about it, I just know... it's yours."
your people.
That sets the tone!
The right deputy envoy of the Privy Council was shocked, frowned and retorted: "Fan Tisi was attacked, all my colleagues and I feel the same, but the incident is not clear, please don't go too far..."
Fan Xian ignored him, but lightly stroked the smooth whip, and immediately bowed his head and said, "Why explain anything?"
"Do you know the man I dragged?" Fan Xian glanced at the bloody man behind the horse, and said with a smile, "Of course, you definitely don't know him, even if he must be the personal general of some important person in the army, you I don't know either."
"This man is the only survivor who attacked me today." He sighed, "A very good soldier, what a pity."
Fan Xian whipped the whip with his backhand, the tip of the whip was extremely long, and it slapped on the face of the bloody man on the snow behind him, but the man was already dying and didn't react at all.
Soldiers have their own aura, and the members of the Privy Council have already known from the Kyoto garrison that the small army that ambushed Fan Xian this time actually used city defense crossbows. In this way, the military must be inseparable.
At this moment, all the people in the Privy Council were thinking about how to deal with the anger of the Overwatch Council, Chen Pingping's backlash, and His Majesty's wrath. Therefore, for Fan Xian's obvious humiliation of the military, his complexion changed slightly, and his heart was annoyed. But he didn't dare to reveal anything too directly.
From the main entrance of the Privy Council, another person slowly walked out. I saw that this person was not very tall, but he looked extraordinarily strong, especially the pair of eyes that were restrained, but aggressive, with a solemn face, and behind him was a heavy hand. Take the longbow.
Looking at the purple clothes on his body, he is obviously a top-ranking minister.
Dressed like this, who is not Yan Xiaoyi, the governor of Peking University who returned to Beijing to report on his duties
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However, Fan Xian didn't even look at Yan Xiaoyi, he just hit the face of the bloody man behind him with a backhanded whip, leaving a horrible scar on the already horrific face of this man.
Immediately afterwards, the tip of the whip flew, and the man was rolled up. With a flash of the knife, the rope tied behind the ponytail snapped.
The blood man flew straight up, overtook the soldiers under the stone steps, and fell heavily on the snow field in front of the Privy Council yamen, kicking up a snowflake and a bloody flower.
It happened to fall right in front of Yan Xiaoyi.
Yan Xiaoyi looked down, wondering if there was a slight change in his eyes.
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Fan Xian raised his right hand.
Mu Tie drew out the knife beside him, walked to the only surviving carriage, held the handle with both hands, and slashed down hard.
As soon as the knife light fell, the last ties of the carriage could no longer bear the force, and half of the carriage wall collapsed.
Countless round things rolled out of the carriage, rolled over the scattered wooden boards, rolled over the white snow, and rolled under the stone lions of the Privy Council. The side submerges half the height.
It is a human head.
Countless human heads piled up between the carriage and the stone lions.
Spots of smudged blood, countless bloody eyes that were either open or closed, and strands of flesh tied under the head, just flooded the chest of the mighty stone lion at the gate of the Privy Council.
"The 200 strong men who ambushed me are all here." Fan Xian said flatly, waving his horsewhip, and pointed at the elders of the Qing army on the stone steps, "I give it to you for the living, and I give it to you for the dead." I gave it to you too, and I hope you can give me something too."
Then he said to the indifferent Yan Xiaoyi: "How is Mr. Ling?"
Finally, Fan Xian lowered his head, pointed at the two hundred heads at the stone lion, pulled his lips, and said mockingly, "What a head..."
Yan Xiaoyi raised his head, and a bright light appeared in his eyes.
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