Mr. Qin sat quietly on the big rock, and then laughed. The old man's smile always looked so gentle and gentle, as if he had long since shed all the intense emotions, and only had the calmness of insight into the world.
He was wearing a quilt and that overcoat, which made him look a little bloated, but the old man's body was unusually tall and burly, so he didn't look cumbersome.
"Don't worry too much."
The old man stood in front of the snow-covered vegetable field with his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and looked at Dongyue, who occasionally passed through the night clouds in the sky, with his already somewhat cloudy eyes. There was a domineering look that he hadn't seen for a long time on his old face.
Qin Heng only found out about the arrangement in the valley last night. While he was full of shock, he didn't quite understand why his father would suddenly attack Fan Xian. It was unacceptable that the family had suddenly provoked such a difficult enemy as Fan Xian for no reason, but...he didn't object.
Because he believed that the reason why his father made such an arrangement must have his reasons. Moreover, he is a son, the son of a military family, and he is used to responding to his father's orders with an attitude in the army. In the Qin family, the old man is the marshal, and the rest are generals below.
For orders, you can only accept them without explanation.
Qin Heng is also a smart person, so he naturally knows the reason why his father was not worried after the defeat in the valley... Jing tried to snipe him before, but the Qin family was the most unlikely one among all the forces.
Even Qin Heng himself couldn't figure out why his father wanted to kill Fan Xian, let alone those in charge of the investigation in the court.
Moreover, my family is the Qin family, even if His Majesty suspects something in the end, without a trace of evidence, it is impossible to question the crime.
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"Among the five stops of my army, my Qin family occupied one stop, and the Ye family occupied one stop." The old man said slowly, "If you were an emperor, would you allow this phenomenon?"
Qin Heng was silent, looking down at the muddy ground in front of his feet.
The old man said softly: "Your Majesty will allow it, because His Majesty has ambitions. He has waited quietly for more than ten years, just to wait for the bald man in the north and the idiot in the east to die... or get old, so he allows our Qin Ye family to temporarily Save it, because in the future, if you want to conquer the world, you will always need soldiers to charge and kill."
The old man smiled and said: "Father was also known as a generation of famous generals back then, but he is already old now. And today's famous generals are naturally headed by Uesugi Tiger from the Northern Qi Dynasty. I also have His Royal Highness and Xiaoyi in Daqing. Although Ye Zhong is better than me He is quite young, but he has been in charge of the defense of the capital all year round, and has long since lost the sternness of the past. But no one has ever thought about it... The most powerful general in the world is none other than someone else, in fact, it is His Majesty."
Qin Heng was still silent, but he was very sure of this statement in his heart. He was also a soldier, just like all the soldiers in the Qing Kingdom. He hasn't led an army for more than ten years, but history has already proved that the three Northern Expeditions have defeated the Great Wei across the mainland. Although he has never unified the world, the four words "use soldiers like gods" can indeed be applied to His Majesty.
"The Ye family can survive to this day..." The old man slowly closed his eyes, "It's because of that old man Ye Liuyun, and our Qin family can survive to this day even though there is no Ye Liuyun. Why?"
Qin Heng bowed his head and said, "Because my father is here."
This is a very sincere compliment. Mr. Qin remained silent for a while, and did not object to this statement. His disciples are all over the army in the court. Under his own cover, he lived happily in Qingguo.
All this comes from myself, so I must live. Although I am so old and my body is often sick, I still have to live.
"I am loyal to Your Majesty...to the Qing Kingdom." Old Master Qin said slowly, "I have never done anything wrong to His Majesty, so His Majesty will never do anything wrong to me."
Qin Heng thumped in his heart, thinking that today in the valley during the day, he shot and killed the imperial envoy Fan Xian... that is His Majesty's illegitimate son, isn't this considered a disservice to His Majesty? It's just that he absolutely didn't dare to ask this sentence.
Mr. Qin stared straight ahead, and a domineering aura cultivated by fifty years of immersion in the army emerged spontaneously: "You don't understand why my father chose to take action at this time, and I don't want to tell you everything about that year. , I just want to teach you, what is the timing of the shot."
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"When no one expects you to make a move, make a move." Old Master Qin glanced back at his son, "When everyone is likely to make a move, you make a move."
"The water is muddy enough, we don't care about adding us. No one knows what's under the muddy water, so we'll be safe."
"Although your Majesty is extremely wise, you are still deep in the palace, and you cannot get first-hand information about many things." Mr. Qin said calmly: "In this world, the only person who can guess or know that I have something to do with the valley is Those two people."
"And the strange thing is that neither of these two people will tell His Majesty."
"So although this operation failed, as long as it is not put on the table, it is a success in itself."
Qin Heng endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Why didn't those two people tell His Majesty?"
"Because the old cripple has been silent from the very beginning." A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Old Master Qin's lips, "No matter what the reason is for him to be silent, the sniping in the valley this time has the cooperation of their Overwatch Council. This matter has been clarified, how should I explain it in front of His Majesty?"
Qin Heng understands, but still doesn't understand, why Mr. Chen is silent, does he... also want Fan Xian to die? This is something that doesn't make any sense. After a moment of silence, he said: "But... if the dean finds out the person we buried inside, wouldn't he be able to state his guess to His Majesty?"
"Guess." The old man said coldly: "You also know that this is just a guess. Why does His Majesty believe his guess? What's more, how can that person be so easy to find out?"
"Where is the other person?"
There was a trace of ruddy on the old man Qin's old face, it seemed that the struggle he hadn't participated in for a long time had made him younger, he laughed softly and said: "In the court ruled by Your Majesty, the only thing I was afraid of was that year. Lin Xiang and Dean Chen, Lin Xiang was forced to resign by His Majesty, and Chen Pingping has other ideas... As for the eldest princess."
The old man said with a hint of sneer: "If the eldest princess wants to pick things up, there will be problems in my old Qin's family, so can Yan Xiaoyi stay out of it?"
Qin Heng raised his head in astonishment. He only found out about Yan Xiaoyi's son hiding under his subordinates last night, and judging from his father's expression, he naturally understood that Yan Xiaoyi's son was nighting Fan Xian in front of the valley. Attacked, and then dragged Fan Xian and his party into the valley, this was arranged by the old man!
Thinking of this episode, he couldn't help feeling a bit of awe towards his father. The old man hadn't taken things seriously for many years, but once he made a move, he was really powerful.
"My Qin family has always stood by His Majesty's side and remained neutral in court affairs." Mr. Qin said indifferently: "Now that both sides are dragging us into the water, then let's go, and I will naturally drag them, everyone. Hug together and see how to go in the future."
The old man sighed.
However, Qin Heng thought in his heart, these big men in the North Korean army all have their own ideas, if they really want to form a group, then... Wouldn't His Majesty become a lonely family
"What did you see in front of the Privy Council today?"
Although the old man already knew the situation at that time from his intelligence system, he still wanted to hear it from his son. Qin Heng recounted the situation at that time, focusing on Fan Xian's demeanor and that horrible... blood man.
The blood man was the only survivor left in the valley. His arms were broken, he was blind in one eye, and was seriously injured. He was dying but couldn't die.
"That is a hero in our army, he cannot be insulted by the Overwatch Council."
The old man said coldly.
Qin Heng knew that the group of people responsible for the sniper killing in the valley were private soldiers secretly trained by his family in Xiaoshan Chong, and they would never be seen on the military roster, so even if Fan Xian beheaded those two hundred people, The Qin family didn't need to worry about anything, he said hesitantly: "That general is a stubborn person..."
What he meant was, since that person would not betray the Qin family, why bother to risk the inside information being exposed
"People in our army can only live standing up, not kneeling." The old man said quietly: "Let him die with honor is the only compensation I can do for my father at this time."
Qin Heng was silent. A piece of winter moon sprinkled silver light, reflecting the snow in the Qin residence, shining slightly.
The old man coughed twice, walked towards the inner house, and finally said to his son: "In the future, you must make decisions quickly and be fully prepared."
Qin Heng lowered his head, knowing that his father was talking about the end of today's valley sniper. He led the cavalry of the garrison division into the valley, but was restrained by Fan Xian's careful rear-hand arrangement, so he couldn't make the final risky attempt. He laughed at himself, thinking to himself, what can he do when he meets Fan Xian, an exquisite person like Fan Xian who no one believes in
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In the early morning of the second day, at the back door of Jingchengzi Mansion, as usual every morning, a man who delivered vegetables came. The man moved the vegetables in respectfully, smelled the air in the mansion, and dared What did he say, he chatted with the steward of the mansion for a few words, and then hurriedly retreated out.
Walking from the alley to the main street, the man who delivered the food looked up at the black plaque on the Jingchengzi Mansion, rubbed his nose, thinking that Mr. Yan is too low-key, and everyone in the neighborhood knows that this house is His Majesty's. It was awarded to Lord Yan, now Lord Yan has already been promoted to the third-class earl, and even Young Master Xiaoyan has a title, but the plaque has not been changed.
The food delivery person left, and the vegetable basket was still left alone on the open space next to Yanfu's kitchen.
Seeing that there was no one around, the steward reached out to pick up the vegetable basket naturally, as if he wanted to see how the portion was today, and whether the person who delivered the food had skimped.
The serving size was quite sufficient, the steward smiled with satisfaction, and put his sleeves into the opening of the cotton-padded jacket, so as not to be frozen by the cold wind in this winter, but no one noticed that he had pulled a root from the top circle of the vegetable basket. Bamboo strips.
When he came to the study room, Yan Ruohai, the retired director of the office, had woken up as early as every day in the past, finished washing, and was copying a meditation essay.
The steward served the tea respectfully, then intentionally or unintentionally placed the short bamboo strip beside the tea bowl.
Yan Ruohai picked up the bamboo strip, frowned, broke it off with a little force with his fingers, took out a small white cloth strip, and then fell into deep thought while looking at the writing on it.
His fingers tapped on the table for a long time, as if he was in a trance.
After a long time, Yan Bingyun, who is now the director of the four places, and the successor of the Overwatch Council chief in the future, Xiaoyan Gongzi, pushed open the door of the study and walked in, then turned around and closed the door very gently.
He sat across from his father, took the white cloth strip, and looked at the content on it, his usually cold brows could not help but frown.
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"That living thing... the Privy Council didn't dare to take over at all. The two sides have been fighting for a long time in the lawsuit, and they both know how hot it is. No one dares to put it in their own yamen, just for fear that this person will die suddenly, and Mr. Tisi will go crazy."
Yan Bingyun said worriedly: "Even if I can figure out a way to kill that person, but... what if Mr. Fan finds out?"
Yan Ruohai sighed, and said, "Since the old man has come to your door, this matter must always be done."
Yan Bingyun looked at his father, sighed too, and said: "If... Lord Tisi knew about the sniper killing outside the valley in the future... We knew it beforehand, but we didn't ask, would he demolish our house? Kill us father and son?"
Yan Ruohai was startled, looked at his son, sighed again, full of helplessness, and said, "What can we do? We can't stop doing what the dean told us, Mr. Fan If you want to kill us...we have no choice but to suggest that he go and dismantle that wheelchair first."
Yan Bingyun couldn't help showing a hint of annoyance on his usually indifferent face, and said after a while, "When did father join the Overwatch Council from the army?"
"It's been thirty years." Thinking about the past, Yan Ruohai said with a frown, "Although I'm not well-known in the army, I'm secretly an old man Qin's personal soldier. I was just buried in the camp and had no effect. "
Yan Bingyun shook his head and sighed: "It's no wonder the old man trusts you so much, but father has been in the position of today in the Overwatch Council, so the old man must be very proud of the arrangement back then."
Yan Ruohai sighed for the third time, and said with a half-smile on his face, "But the problem is... I was already a spy of the Overwatch Council before I joined the army, so I can only say... Mr. Qin's luck is not very good."
Yan Bingyun lowered his head and said: "Master Dean really has all the wisdom pearls in his hands, and he has no plans left, but he just doesn't understand, things that can be prevented, why do you have to watch these things happen?"
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In the Chen Garden on the outskirts of Kyoto, Chen Pingping yawned while sitting in a wheelchair, and said to Fei Jie, who was beside him with an angry face, "Why are you in a hurry? He is coming to kill me early in the morning? He is the one you love the most." Apprentice, isn't he my most beloved successor?"
The fire in Fei Jie's eyes was burning, and he said coldly, "What are you going to do? Fan Xian almost died!"
Chen Pingping muttered a few words, and said in that very characteristic squeaky voice: "Why? Of course it is because of this fact, this established fact... Everyone says that I am a dog of His Majesty, but in fact, that old man is Your majesty's biggest loyal dog... without any real blood gushing out, how can the dog owner be willing to beat the dog?"
Chen Pingping clapped her hands, licked her slightly dry lips and said, "And I've always been curious. I drove His Majesty's dogs into the yard to bark, and His Majesty became a lonely family. What can he do?"
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