Of course Chen Pingping didn't believe it. The old people knew that the box was in the hands of Ms. Ye, but when Ms. Ye was killed, she didn't use this box, which means that the box was not in the Taiping other courtyard at that time, and Chen Pingping was very concerned about Taiping's other hospital afterwards. A detailed investigation by the institute found no trace of the box.
Naturally, it is impossible to throw away such an extraordinary and holy thing.
Then only Wuzhu knew the whereabouts of the box, and Fan Xian grew up and survived in such a dangerous environment in Kyoto. If Wuzhu was not by Fan Xian's side due to injury, he would definitely give the box to Fan Xian to carry with him at any time. In order to avoid the danger that may come at any time.
This is Chen Pingping's inference, and his inference is not far from the truth.
It's just that he was wrong, because neither he nor the emperor had seen the box with their own eyes, so they didn't know the size and size of the box.
That's right, Fan Xian did carry a box, but the box couldn't be hidden from everyone's eyes and ears. When Fan Xian was shot in the valley because of his own carelessness, the box didn't know where it was drifting on. with.
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Facing the old cripple's playful gaze, Fan Xian spread his hands sincerely and said, "I really don't know what kind of box it is."
He must keep this secret. Even if the old man in front of him can guess something, he can't admit it. Otherwise, if the emperor knows that the box is in his hands, as a generation of kings, of course he will not allow someone who can kill him mysteriously. The magic weapon of the master stays with his son.
The emperor would ask for it, so Fan Xian would never admit it from the very beginning.
Chen Pingping shook her head, too lazy to continue asking, knowing that the little guy always wanted to keep some magic weapons for himself.
Fan Xian changed the subject with a smile: "Uncle Wu Zhu, that inexplicable box, these are two things you didn't count, what's the third thing?"
Chen Pingping looked at him sarcastically: "The third thing is very simple. I didn't count it. The carriage in the courtyard can obviously block you for a while. With the ability of you and the shadow, it is not difficult to escape into Xuelin alone. You will suffer some injuries, and you won’t be in the current situation... You have been in the courtyard for a long time, of course you know that masters and assassins live in completely different fields. It is easy to kill a master, but it is difficult to kill an assassin. It is extremely difficult...but apart from the people in the courtyard, few people know that you are a ninth-rank assassin."
"I didn't expect it, it means I didn't expect you to be so stupid." Chen Pingping was slightly angry.
Fan Xian was slightly startled, then sneered and said, "You mean I went into the snowy forest to remove those crossbows? Is this stupid? Even if I can escape... but what about my subordinates? Don't forget, this time in the valley I have killed nearly twenty of my subordinates, I didn't call you cold-blooded, but you called me stupid."
"Cold-blooded?" Chen Pingping looked at Fan Xian with a half-smile, "Did you forget that what our Overwatch Council needs most is cold-blooded? Where did your previous indifference go?"
Fan Xian clenched his fist slightly and said in a low voice, "That's mine."
"It's just your subordinates, you are reluctant to sacrifice, so what will you do if you are asked to sacrifice someone more important in the future? Your move this time easily broke your indifferent appearance and revealed your cowardice. It is the so-called stupidity, the strong are not only physically strong, but also mentally strong, and the emotion of cowardice will only make you die without a place to bury you in the future." Chen Pingping squinted her eyes, and a cold light came out.
"That's not cowardice!" Fan Xian retorted without hesitation, "That's what I have to do."
"Don't care too much." Chen Pingping yawned and said, "You don't have to do too much. I just think your mother-in-law will be very happy, and finally knows where your fate is."
Fan Xian's heart trembled, and he felt a little ominous, and immediately frowned and said, "I only care about the people I care about, and how many other people... die in front of me, and I won't even move my eyelashes."
"Your mother cares about everyone in the world." Chen Pingping closed her eyes and said, "In this respect, you are smarter and better than her, but it's still not enough. You can only live a few days longer than her at most."
Fan Xian clapped his hands, and said gently, "There's nothing to talk about these things, anyway, it's best for us all to live a long life."
He spun a flower in the wheelchair, with the front plate tilted up, and turned half a circle around Chen Pingping.
Looking at this scene, Chen Pingping couldn't help laughing, and said, "Is this fun?"
"It's fun." Fan Xian said seriously: "You have been in a wheelchair for so many years, and you don't think about how to develop some games to get rid of boredom. It shows that you are really boring, and you are immersed in the dark world all day long. What's the point of living like this?"
According to Fan Xian's idea, it is better for Chen Pingping to stay out of the matter and go to some relatively large mountain tops in the last few years of her life, taking the beautiful concubines around her, and spending her honeymoon or something, it is better than dedicating her whole life Gave uninteresting political intrigue a cause.
However, he also knew that for Chen Pingping, calculating these things might not only be a job, but also a kind of enjoyment and art, so he didn't say much.
"After I'm dead." Chen Pingping raised his withered hand and waved it casually in the air in the garden, "This garden is for you, these women in it, you can stay if you want, or leave if you don't want to. "
Fan Xian understood that the old man would naturally not be affected by the lives of these beauties, but that he had been with him for many years, so he must have had some affection, so he nodded naturally.
"How to deal with the Qin family's problems?" Fan Xian asked suddenly. Although Chen Pingping told himself to put the overall situation first and not to show his sword and gun now, he always needed something in return.
Chen Pingping shook her head and said: "Everyone wants you to die. The Qin family is not particularly good, nor is it particularly bad. If you move now, it will ruin my overall situation. Hold it for now and see how they will get along in the future." Mourning, in itself, is a very happy thing.”
Fan Xian frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness appeared on his pretty face: "Do you want to endure it again?"
"You have to learn from your father in this regard." Chen Pingping said with a smile that was not a smile: "Everyone in the world is dead, and I think your father is still alive... Don't say that this is not a skill, being able to survive is already the biggest thing in itself." the ability."
Fan Xian suddenly raised his eyebrows like a sword, and said slowly, "I'm a young man after all, I have to express my attitude on this matter, otherwise any dog or cat would dare to try to kill me. inconvenient."
Chen Pingping looked at him.
Fan Xian didn't seem to feel the old man's cold gaze, and said with a smile, "I'll give you face, I won't move the Qin family, I'll cover it for you, and wait for the moment of the big bang, but for the rest of the people, I'll always kill a few A funeral for my subordinates."
The wrinkles on Chen Pingping's face deepened, and she sighed, "What do other people have to do with this valley attack?"
"Didn't you say that? All of them want me to die?" Fan Xian said with a smile: "In this case, no matter whether they have anything to do with this sniper attack, if I kill a few Liliwei first, I think His Majesty will also Don't blame me too much."
Chen Pingping shook her head disapprovingly: "Yan Xiaoyi didn't intervene in this matter in the first place, why do you form a death feud with him?"
Fan Xian sneered and said, "Where is Yan Xiaoyi's son? Half a year ago you just said that he had a very powerful son, but you didn't tell me that Sanshi was also killed by him, and you didn't tell me that Brother Jian was staying in the Jingdu garrison." .”
Chen Pingping was silent. He hadn't explained everything to Fan Xian about this matter. Presumably Fan Xian had found it out with his own strength, so he couldn't say anything more, but said slowly: "You want revenge... It’s not convenient to touch the old Qin’s family, so are you going to kill them indiscriminately?”
"The old Qin family has already been pushed by you to the eldest princess's side." Fan Xian reminded bluntly, "I cut my mother-in-law and asked them to bear some anger for the old Qin family. What's the problem?"
"It's not a problem." Chen Pingping said in a gloomy voice, "It's just that your way of doing things... is a little unreasonable."
Fan Xian sneered, and said, "I'm too lazy to talk when I meet someone like you who is too reasonable. Don't you know that we young people are used to being unreasonable?"
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The winter in Kyoto is very cold. Although it has not yet reached the coldest days of the New Year, Qiongxue surrounds the houses, jade fences cut off the vermilion walls, and the sky is covered with heavy snow from time to time. The whole Kyoto is shrouded in cold air, and the vast The vermilion walls of the big palace were all wet with snow and looked a little black.
Just like the change of the color of the walls of the Great Red Palace, all civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty knew that His Majesty the Emperor Daqing was also in a gloomy mood.
The news of Fan Xian's assassination has already shaken the capital. Everyone has gradually learned the details of the matter, and also guessed that there must be powerful figures from the military involved in this matter. Every time they think that the army under the strictest control of His Majesty has problems, All civil and military officials were silently vigilant and did not dare to say a word.
In the next few days of the Xiaochao meeting, apart from the political affairs, the most talked about was the assassination of Fan Xian. The investigation was led by the Overwatch Council and cooperated with Dali Temple and the Privy Council. Yes, but there was no trace of clues to be found, and the victim caught by the Overwatch Council was already on the verge of death, just hanging on his life, and there was no way to question him yet.
Except for the five city guard crossbows and clothing and other clues, the investigation into the assassination of the Imperial Envoy did not make any progress.
Although His Majesty's face is still calm, the ministers who were lucky enough to participate in the court meeting can feel the anger hidden in His Majesty's eyes is getting stronger and stronger, but they don't know when the fire will burst out and burn these ministers to ashes .
In fact, everyone knew why Lord Fan was appointed as the full-power imperial envoy of Xingjiang South Road last year, and why he left Beijing in such a hurry.
That's because the rumors from the Northern Qi Dynasty directly exposed the secret relationship between His Majesty and Lord Xiao Fan. In order to prevent the situation in Kyoto from being turbulent, it was also to preserve the face of the royal family, and it was even more so that the government and the people of the Qing Kingdom would be reassured. Get rid of this somewhat embarrassing secret... His Majesty exiled Mr. Fan to Jiangnan in disguise.
But no one thought that when Fan Xian came to Jiangnan, he would do so many things, clean up the internal treasury, preside over the bidding, and vigorously support the river engineering. In the past half a year, the treasury that has plagued the Qing Dynasty for several years will be empty. The problem was solved, and in the end, I took the opportunity of going back to my hometown to visit my relatives and cleaned up the mice in Jiaozhou.
Dang Xiaobo of the Jiaozhou Navy had already been escorted back to Kyoto, where he obtained a confession, settled an iron case, and was executed in autumn. Kuyin from the south of the Yangtze River had already been transferred back to the capital, and the imperial court finally had the confidence to start overhauling the embankment and reducing taxes for disaster relief, all of which were Fan Xian's contributions to the Qing court.
The ministers were all thinking in their hearts, of course it is impossible for such a person to stay in Jiangnan forever, I am afraid that he will return to Beijing after all. Moreover, His Majesty must have thought that after a year, the news would have faded away, and those forces in the capital should learn to accept this situation, exile the illegitimate son of Jiangnan, and finally stand uprightly in court.
But no one could have imagined that Master Xiao Fan would be killed by a sniper on his way back to Beijing to report on his duties!
This is not just a sniper killing of the imperial envoy, nor is it just a sniping killing of a dragon species, but this matter has touched the bottom line of the imperial court. The control over the Qing Kingdom was no longer as good as it was back then.
Today, when the battle for succession is gradually surfacing, this signal is undoubtedly like a smear of blood from the wound of a huge whale in the sea, which is enough to attract countless sharks to come greedily for food!
But the case was always like a cloud of fog, and for a long time I couldn't really see what it looked like inside. If it dragged on for a while, I'm afraid His Majesty would be enraged and punish him with thunder regardless of the consequences.
And those dignified ministers in the court are most afraid of this kind of situation. They are worried that because His Majesty loves Fan Xian and saves face, without evidence, he will expand the matter to the world without any sexual attacks and unlimited punishment. A situation that the Qing Kingdom could not bear.
"Your Majesty, please think twice!"
An old minister who was standing in the queue of civil servants came out and knelt under the dragon chair, and said sadly.
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