Wang Qinian, a non-famous supporter, opened a gap and stepped in. The forty-year-old Xiaogan was as agile as a fourteen-year-old child, with a humble attitude, only the occasional wandering eyes in his eyes revealed his inner fear.
Fan Xian was very happy to see him at first, but when he thought that this guy had brought Sizhe back to Nanqing without telling him, and didn't even report in secret, he felt a little bit angry in his heart, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he turned his head and continued to talk to him. Fan Sizhe frowned and said, "No one can hide the news about you in Shangjing. There are Weihua's Jinyiwei there to protect you. After returning home, you have to be more careful about your personal safety. You have to be cautious, like Today you took your entourage to the streets, even though you were disguised, you have a lot of acquaintances in Beijing, you little overlord, and your few entourages, I know you hired a bunch of Northern Qi masters, but..."
He was a little annoyed at his brother's carelessness: "There are still those machetes hanging around his waist, so blind people can't tell that they are from Northern Qi... I said that your business talent is that the shopkeepers in Qingyutang are very good at it." Appreciate, why are these small things so careless?"
Wang Qinian wanted to interrupt, but he didn't dare to speak. Fan Sizhe glanced at the little old man sympathetically, and Xiaoyi explained: "Using the identity of the Northern Qi merchant group..."
Fan Xian ignored his explanation, and said coldly, "Anyway, coming back without authorization is your problem."
Fan Sizhe looked at his brother's back, rolled his eyes, thought about it, and said with a chuckle: "If you want to say... act without authorization, brother, I heard that you were seriously injured in that valley. I think my father will definitely not allow it." You went out for a stroll...how did you see me on the street?"
Fan Xian was choked, not knowing what to say, he gave up with a cold snort, and then said in a harmonious voice, "Don't talk about that, it's good to come back, I haven't seen you for over a year, I really miss you."
Fan Sizhe sighed, sat next to Fan Xian and hugged his arm and complained, "I've been taking care of business for the last six months, although it's annoying to share benefits with those people in Beiqi, but I'm always doing what I like...Brother But I don’t know about the first few months…”
The young man seemed to see snowy nights, stone mills, donkeys, beans...these appalling images, and he said in a trembling voice, "That's not how people live..."
Fan Xian's heart suddenly moved, and he calculated that Haitang had already returned to Shangjing by this time, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Could it be that she returned to Shangjing, and you are in a hurry to run away? Why are you so cowardly?"
Fan Sizhe felt aggrieved and said, "Brother, not all men in this world are as powerful as you, and any girl can be cheated... just like a tigress like Haitang, I don't want to look twice."
Fan Xian laughed loudly, and asked a few words about his brother's life in the north. As for official business, he had already said it many times in the letters they sent back and forth, so he didn't bother to ask again, just listening to his brother. Telling about the days in Shangjing, listening to how he went in and out of the royal mansion in Shangjing at a young age is quite interesting.
Especially when he heard that Fan Sizhe had become a frequent visitor to the Marquis's house in Changning, often drinking with Wei Hua's father, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, thinking that with that poor old man's body, he might not be able to stop his brothers from fighting together. The killing of fanjiu.
Thinking about that bad old man in Shangjing, he saw the unusually quiet bad old man beside him.
At this time, Fan Xian's mood had been better for a long time, he looked at Wang Qinian with a gentle smile on his face, parted his thin lips slightly, and said softly, "My lord, don't come here without any problems..."
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Anyone who has been in contact with Fan Xian knows that the time when this young master Fan smiles the most tenderly is when the evil fire in his heart is full. At such a moment, no one is willing to provoke this good-looking young man. .
As Fan Xian's confidant, Wang Qinian was of course well aware of the lord's temper. Seeing the smile on the lord's lips at this moment, his heart trembled, and he replied with a bitter face: "My lord, please forgive me...
"When did it arrive?" Fan Xian picked up the teacup beside him and drank a couple of sips to moisten his throat, only to find that the teacup had a scent of rouge. Only then did he realize that Shi Qing'er had drunk it, frowned slightly, and changed Brother's cup, but thought of another matter, tilted his head and asked, "Where's your woman?"
Two people who asked two sentences respectively.
Fan Sizhe smiled and said, "It's a bit boring to leave it in the capital and be tied up all day."
Wang Qinian said honestly from the side: "I really arrived yesterday. I have already reported to Mr. Yan in the courtyard, but the courtyard said that Mr. Yan is not feeling well after being injured, so I don't want to rush into the mansion."
Fan Xian glared at his younger brother, thinking that this kid will be sixteen years old this year, so if he said something, he would feel like a middle-aged married man? But thinking about how Sizhe started running a brothel when he was very young, and that he was outraged by both men and gods in the early days of his sexual intercourse, it is absolutely difficult to know what it means to cherish a woman in this life.
He then frowned and asked Wang Qinian: "You should know the arrangements for coming back this time."
Wang Qinian hunched over and said with a chuckle: "I heard that I was asked to take the place of the adults... I won't do it."
Fan Xian was stunned, and cursed: "Even the dean guessed that you would say that. It's the only one in the Badachu. It's such a good location. If you don't follow me, how can I rest assured? You stayed in Beiqi for a year Half a year, seniority and experience are here, if you are not allowed to go up, other people in the courtyard may have something in their minds."
After a little consideration, Wang Qinian said seriously: "It's good for Mrs. Mu to be together, as for me..." He shook his head and sighed: "An old man with a wife and a daughter at home, he thought he would spend his whole life slowly messing around in the court office. When I died of old age, I never expected to be dragged out by you, my lord, and I have been quite nervous and exciting in the past few years, but I still feel more comfortable doing things by my lord's side."
"Always by my side..." Fan Xian pondered. He also liked that the Qi Nian team around him was managed by Lao Wang. In the past two years, the Qi Nian team was first handed over to Deng Ziyue, then to Su Wenmao, and finally this Basically, Hong Changqing was in charge for half a year. These three people were all very attentive and sensitive people, and there was no problem with their loyalty to him, but... Fan Xian always felt that he was not as happy as he was when he first came to Beijing.
He looked at Wang Qinian and said with a smile, "It won't be calm all the time. In the valley, many people died."
The room suddenly became quiet, and after a long time, Wang Qinian said solemnly: "Because of this, I still feel that I should handle the affairs around your lord... At least I have a sharper nose and run faster. Although the swordsmen here are not small, but if you want to prevent problems before they happen, I have more confidence in myself."
Fan Xian lowered his head, twirling the small teacup with his fingers, thinking about his future arrangements, and couldn't help frowning. Wang Qinian may seem funny, but in fact he does everything without leaking water. In the past year or so in Northern Qi, Fan Xian did not bother to build a good relationship with the Northern Qi royal family and the Jinyiwei Yamen. The six Northern Qi spy networks that had been turned into a stagnant pool by the accidental exposure of Bingyun successfully became active again.
The smuggling of Jiangnan Neiku to Northern Qi, Fan Xian knew every movement of Northern Qi by heart, and relied entirely on the skinny old man in front of him.
These things all proved Wang Qinian's ability. This silent but powerful Overwatch Council official was a treasure picked by Fan Xian after he entered Beijing. Fan Xian wanted him to take over one place, and he also hoped that he could spy on him for him. All the officials in the capital, when the turmoil in the capital is coming, they can have a confidant who can grasp the overall situation.
If Wang Qinian was only allowed to return to his side and serve as the leader of the Qinian team, in Fan Xian's view, it would be a bit of a waste. But Wang Qinian was really persistent, and Fan Xian was a little embarrassed.
He frowned and said, "Let's discuss this again... But in the past few days at the end of the year, you will hand over the affairs in the north to Ziyue, and be more careful. He has no experience in overseas activities, so you can teach him more."
Wang Qinian knew that the chief commissioner had acquiesced to his request in disguise, so he couldn't help laughing.
Fan Sizhe saw that his brother started to handle the affairs of the Overwatch Council, and felt that it seemed inappropriate for him to sit here any longer, so he stood up and prepared to leave.
Fan Xian stopped him, and said with a smile, "What you do in the north is not just business. This Baoyue Tower has already opened six branches in the world, and the branch in Shangjing in Northern Qi Dynasty will open soon. Pay attention to intelligence collection, I will leave the south to Sang Wen, and the north to you... If you are now a non-staff member of the courtyard, you can listen to these things today. Get close to him, although he is my subordinate, but in the Northern Qi Dynasty next year, the two of you have to work together, you must not respect your status, whatever."
This is Fan Xian's most urgent thought after the sniping in the valley. He must establish his own intelligence system. Once dumb, once closed to himself, Fan Xian was worried that he would become blind again just like in the valley.
Just as he was talking, someone knocked on the outside of the room. The person who came was using the Overwatch Council's standard method of reporting to his superiors.
Fan Xian responded with a smile.
Deng Ziyue, dressed in black body lotus clothes, pushed the door open, knelt down on one knee and saluted Fan Xian. After getting up, he looked at Wang Qinian, who was in front of Fan Xian, and said excitedly, "Master Wang, have you returned to Beijing?"
When Fan Xian formed the Qi Nian team, he only selected Wang Qinian, and all the subordinates behind him were selected by Wang Qinian himself, and Deng Ziyue was the first person selected by Wang Qinian to join the team, so he always regarded Wang Qinian as a teacher or above. , I suddenly saw him today, and I couldn't help being happy.
"Yes." Fan Xian laughed, "Don't keep talking about parting and parting in this building today, let's talk about things after the arrangement is settled."
He paused, and asked, "Wan'er and the others have a few days left?"
"There are still three days." Deng Ziyue replied calmly: "There are tiger guard swordsmen accompanying you all the way, and after hearing that your lord was assassinated, the police in all states are afraid and have strengthened their defenses, so there should be no problem."
Fan Xian nodded. He wasn't really worried about it. Assassination was always beneficial. Killing oneself was too tempting for those people, but assassinating other members of the royal family didn't do any good at all.
The room was quiet. Fan Xian was the commissioner of the Overwatch Council, and the other two were senior officials at the same level as the heads of the Eight Great Divisions. This was the first time for Fan Sizhe to participate in a court meeting of this level. Gathering businessmen to pick up girls and calculate money in the north is quite different. I can't help but feel a little nervous, subconsciously playing with my clumsy fingers.
Fan Xian, who was born on the sidelines, became quiet.
After a long silence, Wang Qinian asked, "My lord, is there anyone else coming?"
Fan Xian nodded, frowned slightly and said, "He should come."
Wang Qinian scratched his head and said, "I made an appointment with the Second Young Master to meet here, and Master Zi Yue will inform... who else?"
Fan Xian laughed: "Now all the forces in Kyoto know that Baoyue Tower is my site, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this place. I'm afraid that the things we talk here will spread later. Among the palaces, that kid will not let go of his surveillance here."
He lowered his head slowly and said, "Since he knows I'm here, why doesn't he come?"
But Wang Qinian smelled something else from these words.
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After a long time, there was a steady knock on the quiet wooden door for the third time today.
A young gentleman pushed the door open and entered. He was dressed in white to win over the snow, his brows were indifferent and bullying, and his whole body was chilled, suppressing the snow fluttering outside the moon-holding building.
Fan Xian sighed inwardly, and the gloom between his brows was swept away, and he smiled and said, "You came soon."
The white-clothed man didn't want to joke with him, and said coldly: "My lord, as the chief commissioner of the Overwatch Council, should know that your life is not just your business."
At this time, everyone in the seat hurriedly got up and saluted, and asked An, "I have met Mr. Xiaoyan."
The person who came was Fan Xian's brain, Yan Bingyun, who had always been cold. At this time, the five people in the room were all powerful figures of the new generation of the Overwatch Council. It is strange that these five people were also a year ago because of holding Regarding the matter of Yuelou, the key figures who clashed head-on with the second prince, all five of them stayed together on the night Fan Xian drove Fan Sizhe out of the capital.
Except for the black rider Jing Ge who was far away in the camp outside Beijing, except for Su Wenmao who stayed in the south of the Yangtze River to deal with the internal treasury, plus the Mu family's uncle and nephew outside the house, and Hong Changqing who was keeping records in the courtyard, Fan Xian was monitoring the house. All the direct descendants in the courtyard.
After each sat down, Fan Xian looked at Yan Bingyun with a half-smile, rubbed his forehead with his index finger, and said, "Three things."
Everyone listened to the order quietly, even Yan Bingyun slightly clasped his hands together.
"One, Your Majesty summoned fourteen young officials into the palace." Fan Xian said calmly, "The imperial court wants to change a batch of blood, but I don't know how much noise it will make. Send it to me, those who can control it, start to control it immediately, and those who cannot control it, find out the illegal things he did when he was still wearing pants... and find a way to control it."
Open pants... Naturally, it is necessary to dig into the deepest part of the souls of officials.
Everyone in the room was quiet, and felt a little uneasy. When the court selects officials, it is true that the Overwatch Council sometimes needs to review their past career experience in advance, but such an order from Mr. Tisi is obviously not doing things for the court, but...
Fan Xian knew that his confidants understood, so he didn't explain too much, because the emperor would definitely take the opportunity to do something because of his assassination, and this was also an extremely rare opportunity for him. Except for a few people, there is no obvious faction. Because they are clean and have no strong backing, it gave Fan Xian a chance to secretly intervene in the government.
Yan Bingyun shook his head suddenly and said, "I want to give mine too?"
Among the fourteen young officials, Yan Bingyun's name was also there. This was only a few hours ago. Yan Bingyun knew that Fan Xian had come to Baoyue Tower after he left the palace, so he rushed over, but he also knew Well, there are not many things in this capital that can be hidden from Fan Xian's eyes and ears.
"It's better to write a copy." Fan Xian said angrily, "There's no need for Qin Heng, the files in the courtyard are clear, and the focus is on He Zongwei, this person... It seems that His Majesty admires him very much."
He immediately sneered and said, "But... I don't appreciate him very much."
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"The second thing." Fan Xian said softly, "There are spies in the courtyard. After Zhu Ge's death, the internal control seems to be weaker. Find him out. I don't want to cause problems in the future."
Yan Bingyun smiled, but didn't say anything. Fan Xian, on the other hand, didn't smile and gave him a glare.
"The third thing." He looked at Yan Bingyun and said, "Prepare some papers and prepare to wipe the courtyard... I am going to kill a few people."
"Kill who?" Yan Bingyun looked directly at Fan Xian's menacing gaze, and asked calmly, "If it's a high-level official, I object. After this assassination, His Majesty can't tolerate it anymore. If you act rashly, Instead, it didn't help things."
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, subconsciously rubbed the head of his younger brother with the palm of his hand, raised his head and said, "Killing people is not the purpose, nor is it a means to gain some kind of benefit, it's just a warning and a tease... The dean's intentions, presumably You also know one thing or two, and you should know that it is good for the overall situation to add fuel to the fire at this time."
The rest of the people couldn't understand, and they didn't know what Dean Chen meant by the big picture, but Yan Bingyun had bitterness on his lips, and said with a wry smile: "If you want to mess around, you can mess around, it's just childish revenge and venting, don't What is it with the big picture."
"I just want revenge." Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and said, "You are all my people, and those who died in the valley are also my people. Since my people are dead, their people will die too."
He finally told these most confidant subordinates: "The day before Wan'er returned to Beijing, I held a banquet in Baoyue Tower for His Royal Highness, the First Prince, the Second Prince, Qin Heng, and the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council... Are you ready?" one time."
"Governor of Yan University?" Wang Qinian reminded Fan Xian when he noticed that he had missed an important figure from the eldest princess's faction. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)