"No need." Fan Xian shook his head and sighed, "The old man lost his son. I'm afraid that this super expert will go crazy and kill all the royal family in this building. How will I explain to His Majesty when the time comes?"
Everyone in the room thumped in their hearts, hearing the meaning behind Fan Xian's words. As Fan Xian's confidantes, these people certainly knew what a tough and gloomy heart lies under the gentle appearance of Mrs. Tisi, so they naturally wouldn't think that he was It's a wisecrack. Finally, Yan Bingyun couldn't suppress the shock in his heart, raised his head and asked, "Is this necessary?"
Fan Xian nodded calmly, still rubbing his index finger between his brows, as if he wanted to rub off all the gloom of these days: "Danzhou is good, but Kyoto is difficult. Since the two sides are ultimately a life-or-death situation, my personal habit is still my own. Do it first."
Among the crowd, Fan Sizhe had the closest relationship with Fan Xian, but he was too young, and some of them couldn't react to the brothers-like characters discussing someone's life and death in such a naked way, while others didn't dare to talk to Fan Xian. Xian's order raised questions, but Yan Bingyun still insisted, "It's not a good thing to break out early."
Fan Xian shook his head and explained: "It won't break out in advance. Your Majesty will find a way to turn my assassination into something beneficial to the imperial court, but I'm afraid it won't be of any benefit to... the courtyard."
He also briefly said something about the Overwatch Council affairs in the capital in the future, and the brothel secret meeting was over. Now that Chen Pingping basically no longer cares about matters, those old bosses in the eight major divisions of the Overwatch Council calmly stepped aside. As Yan Bingyun discussed, most of the matters could basically be determined.
Wang Qinian and Deng Ziyue went out first, and began to prepare for the things Mr. Taisi explained. When Yan Bingyun went out, he couldn't help turning his head and frowning and said: "Kill Yan Xiaoyi's son... This is certainly a very serious warning, but It will also stab a fierce tiger insane, my lord has other plans in mind, but I don't know."
Fan Xian was silent for a while and said, "That's right, I won't hide this from you. Yan Xiaoyi, as a superpower on the ninth rank, is the force and military power the opponent can rely on the most. Also try to get rid of him in advance.”
He didn't fully reveal what was on his mind.
Yan Xiaoyi is different from Ye Qin's family. This person is not in a cooperative relationship with the eldest princess, but in a loyal relationship. He will eventually become a stumbling block on Fan Xian's road, and Fan Xian is not like Emperor Qing, who has With that perverted self-confidence—that's why he always has a very strange feeling about Yan Xiaoyi's arrows, and he always feels a little palpitating.
Before the big bang in the future, if this sacred bow in the north of Qing Kingdom could be destroyed, Fan Xian felt that his life would be much happier.
Killing Yan Xiaoyi's son would only drive that peerless powerhouse crazy, but killing this peerless powerhouse would surely drive the eldest princess crazy.
Fan Xian liked this unusually exciting and adventurous attempt very much. Even though this matter might bring many variables, which might make the emperor's will shift in an instant, he still wanted to try like crazy.
He wanted to erase the shadow of the arrow in his heart.
Yan Bingyun looked at Fan Xian like a lunatic, and sighed after a long while, "The governor of Yan Dadu has amazing cultivation, how can he be so easy to kill, even if the whole courtyard, there is no way to find someone who can deal with him... Even if you don't Injured, it is impossible for you to assassinate him by the sword, let alone you are injured now... In addition, the dean must not have such a crazy arrangement."
"No." Fan Xian shook his head. "The old cripple is probably crazier than me. I don't want to be driven mad by him, so if I want to save my life, I have to be crazier."
"Except for the two of you, I don't want anyone else to know what I think." Fan Xian patted Sizhe on the shoulder, stared at Yan Bingyun and said, "What was said in the hills outside the capital city in the past meant what it said." , if you want to follow me to create a big situation, sometimes, I hope you can pay more attention to me, not just to the Overwatch Council and the imperial court."
Yan Bingyun knew that what he was talking about was the way of a powerful minister and the joy of the world, so he sighed, a look of worry finally appeared on his brows, and he went downstairs.
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Pushing open the window facing the street on the third floor of Baoyue Building, the two Fan Xian brothers watched the snow scene in the street through the fence, speechless for a long time.
Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, gently landing on people's hats, shoulders, umbrellas, and the roof of carriages. Kyoto is so dignified, mainly in dark colors, especially today the street in front of Baoyue Tower is full of black carriages of the Overwatch Council, and inside and outside the carriages are the dark black rainproof snow lotus clothes of Overwatch Council officials, which looks even more gloomy one slice.
Fortunately, there is endless snow, and the darkness is slightly removed. The pure white snowflakes dot the black world, forming a clear and beautiful picture.
Fan Xian squinted and looked down. Wang Qinian and his party left, Deng Ziyue left, Yan Bingyun finally left the building, and the Overwatch Council officials and spies on the street disappeared without a trace in an instant.
He couldn't help but smile, these subordinates now have at least a dozen capable people around them, in court and officialdom, who would dare to disrespect these confidantes of Lord Fan? And these capable cronies also wove a bigger power net for Fan Xian, making Fan Xian's position in the Qing Kingdom more stable and elevated.
The so-called system is superimposed layer by layer like this, but today's scenery is so beautiful, how could it be imagined when the young man in Kyoto was confused and formed the new year group at the beginning of the year.
"Don't tell father what you said today." Fan Xian glanced at his younger brother and said gently, "I don't want his old man to bother us juniors."
Fan Sizhe hummed, and said with a chuckle: "Brother, it's useless to talk about it. Father is a good hand in managing the treasury, but if you talk about killing people, it won't help you. How can it be as good as your Overwatch Council?" sharp."
Fan Xian smiled.
The 80 tiger guards used by the royal family are the most powerful force besides the imperial guards. Even if it is impossible for everyone to be as strong as a sword, the seven tiger guards can beat Haitang Duoduo... How terrifying should these eighty people be
The serious and honest father of the two of his brothers had secretly trained so many masters for the royal family. With Fan Xian's understanding of his father's temperament, it would be completely impossible if he hadn't reserved some powerful people for the Fan family.
Such a minister of the household department has long been separated from the power of a minister, killing people? Fan Xian looked at his younger brother and shook his head. He didn't say anything, thinking that the brothers of the country's ruler and empress dowager were chopped off by our father... Who dares to say that he doesn't know how to kill
It's just that my father is used to forbearance, and is used to calmly watching things happen from the outside, so not many people know his ruthlessness, except for old foxes like Chen Pingping and Lin Xiangye who know the real strength of this household minister.
It's just that Fan Xian didn't want his father to suddenly change his behavior style because of his own affairs.
"Did you see Ruoruo in Shangjing?" Fan Xian changed the subject lightly. It's better for his father to keep that solemn and pedantic image in his younger brother's mind. Some letters went to Jiangnan, but there was no news afterwards.
Although through the relationship between Haitang and the little emperor of Northern Qi, Fan Xian knew very clearly that nothing happened to his sister, but the brother and sister love each other deeply, so he always has some concerns.
"I met my sister a few times." Fan Sizhe said with a smile: "She is studying medicine with Master Kuhe, and she is quite famous in the capital, but in the second half of the year, I heard that she went to Xishan to collect medicine and practice in the mountains, and she has not come back. .”
Fan Xian sneered, and scolded: "That old bald donkey Ku He is really shameless to the extreme. I didn't lose anything to them in the original agreement, but he just taught Ruoruo to learn medicine? You can learn medicine from him. ? Me or Mr. Fei, which one is better than him... I just don't want to pass on Tianyi's supreme mentality to my little sister, but I found so many reasons."
What he said was annoyed, but Fan Sizhe was a little horrified when he heard it. Although this kid was not afraid of anything, he was only afraid of the scourge of his brother's big feet. Infected by the general respect, I heard my brother yelling one by one bald donkey. Although I don't know the allusion to the bald donkey, it must be an ugly word... I couldn't help being a little frightened, thinking that my brother is indeed the most courageous and confident in the world. figure.
Although Ku He hid his secrets, this student exchange program was originally an accessory of his escape from marriage. Fan Xian did not expect his sister to be taught by Ku He to become the second Begonia Duoduo. Girl Duoduo, who had already been abducted with her arms outward, was secretly given to Fan Xian. Instead of verbally humiliating the dishonest Northern Qi high-level officials, he frowned and said:
"I checked the files of those masters you recruited in Northern Qi for you. Although they are innocent and always hide in the grass, but... you must be careful, I think the Northern Qi royal family must have put a few nails around you. "
The so-called innocence refers to the Northern Qi masters who wear machetes around Fan Sizhe now, and they don't have any official or Jinyiwei background.
Fan Sizhe nodded, although his face was still smiling, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, brother, I've already found out who it is. If the Northern Qi court doesn't send people by my side, they won't be at ease." , so I still have to use this person, just as a free bodyguard, and I won't be cleared out in a short time, but I will avoid those important things."
Fan Xian was taken aback, but he didn't expect his younger brother to have noticed these subtleties long ago. He couldn't help but patted him on the back in admiration: "This body is strong, and he thinks things more carefully. It seems that he was exiled to the north. Sure enough, it has improved." He immediately laughed and said, "Don't worry too much, now Beiqi still counts on you as a young big businessman to buy goods for them, so you won't be easily offended."
The downstairs of the Baoyue building was empty, and those gangster-like figures standing on the corners of the streets also pulled their string hats and disappeared without a trace. With an unpredictable and weird smile, all forces in the capital are staring at Baoyuelou, but he is too lazy to avoid anything. Everyone knows that he will retaliate, and everyone is guessing how he will retaliate without any real evidence...
Let people guess.
"Tell me the details of something." Fan Xian asked softly, his eyes still fixed on the snowflakes outside the window, without turning his head back.
Fan Sizhe asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
"The story of that sword." Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, his tone was calm, and he couldn't hear what he was thinking, "Where did Wang Qinian get this sword?"
Fan Sizhe's heart trembled, he didn't understand why his elder brother had doubts about his most confidant, but he didn't dare to say anything more, he just repeated the story he learned in Shangjing City, the sword came out, the sword was bought, and the sword was given away. It was arranged by Wang Qinian, nothing unusual.
But Fan Xian sensed something strange from this story. He smiled wryly and looked down at his waist, which was empty. The Emperor's Son of Heaven Sword was very inconvenient to carry around.
"Listen to what you said, there is a very interesting detail." He shook his head and sighed: "The rumors have been out for so many days, even if Wang Qinian had your money to help him, it is impossible for him to buy this sword from Nanqing... tens of thousands Although there are a lot of taels of silver, they are still inferior to the enthusiasm of the Northern Qi people. This is the Great Wei Tianzi Sword, how could the Northern Qi royal family allow him to buy it? The old king is stable, but he likes to flatter me too much... Why didn’t he think of it? This section?"
Fan Sizhe rolled his eyes a few times, and said curiously: "Brother, you mean... this sword was deliberately released by the Northern Qi royal family, and it was passed on to you by Mr. Wang?"
Fan Xian nodded.
Fan Sizhe was puzzled and said, "Why?"
Fan Xian turned around and patted his younger brother on the shoulder. The two brothers sat back at the table and drank two sips of tea before he explained: "Using the sword to centrifuge, although it won't work now, and the Northern Qi side will not I hope that I will lose my position in Nanqing now, but this is a gesture and a foreshadowing, which will accumulate over time and will reach a certain critical point one day... "
He sneered and said: "The little emperor of Northern Qi is not easy. In the past two years, he has quietly taken power away from his mother step by step, and has not caused any big shocks in the Northern Qi Dynasty. This emperor's mind is better than ours Your Majesty is not far behind. To deal with a person like me, he certainly has a long-term plan in mind, and this sword is just the beginning."
Picking and discord has always been a small way in history, but it is also a tried-and-true tactic. Because people are suspicious, the blood vessels on the dark surface of the emperor's heart are engraved with dense question marks and exclamation marks. The Great Wei Tianzi sword from the Northern Qi Dynasty, Being by Fan Xian's side itself was a big taboo thing, if he hadn't handled it properly and sent the sword into the palace very quickly, who knows how Emperor Qing would feel in his heart.
Fan Sizhe sighed, "Politics is really complicated... By the way, although I left Shangjing in secret, before I left, the Northern Qi emperor summoned me to the palace and asked me to bring you a sentence. He also knew that I would go back to China."
Fan Xian was startled, frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"It doesn't look like an ordinary color, the shade is up to him." Fan Sizhe looked at his brother's handsome face, and said enviously, "It's these two lines of poems. It seems that the emperor loves the story of stones. It's not a lie. Every time he enters the palace, , always turning the topic around to my elder brother, I love and respect him indescribably."
Fan Xian laughed, these two lines of poems are from the chanting of red plums in Dream of Red Mansions, they are not outstanding in themselves, but the little emperor of Northern Qi sent poems from thousands of miles away, so the hidden meaning is quite elusive.
Looking sideways at the wind and snow outside the window, he shook his head and said with a smile: "There is ice and snow in the North Country, and I also have it in Nanqing. This invitation should be avoided."
So far, the topic has come to an end, but there is a faint worry in Fan Xian's heart. For some reason, the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty is so fond of him. He knows that he is the illegitimate son of the Emperor Nanqing, but he still does not forget to instigate rebellion. This seems impossible. Why did the little emperor like to talk about the task so much? Could it be that the other party can really guess his own thoughts, the story of the year, and the current situation, so that he can be the first to stand at the gate of the city and greet him with a smile
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When Fan Xian returned home, he was scolded by his father again, but Sizhe's safe return home made Mrs. Liu overjoyed and burst into tears. Although Fan Shangshu was angry at the boldness of his two sons, he ordered Fan Sizhe not to leave the house. At the same time, the people in the house were silenced, but the comfort in the eyebrows and eyes could not be hidden from Fan Xian's eyes.
After a while in Baoyue Tower, the Fan Mansion was immersed in warm emotions, and the Overwatch Council had already taken action. Yan Bingyun coldly stated the matter of the valley sniper investigation at the court meeting. Although he didn't have any specific suspects, he pointed to the military without hesitation, and asked the whole court to start combing the past two. During the past month, personnel exchanges between Dingzhou and Cangzhou.
This proposal is a bit weird. Without His Majesty's clear order, the Overwatch Council has no power over the top military officials. Yan Bingyun's proposal seems to be purely to make the superficially peaceful life in Kyoto more lively, but Xiaoyan The young master has the strong support of Chen Pingping and Fan Xian, and the help of several elders, plus all the officials and spies of the court hold a grudge against the assassination in the valley, so naturally they will not object.
Strangely enough, the palace did not speak either.
Wang Qinian returned to the Qi Nian team, and did not immediately take over Deng Ziyue's position, so his people and those subordinates disappeared into the capital, not knowing what to do.
Only the one that Fan Xian was in charge of for the time being seemed relatively lively. The whole year and a half of Bright Action made the status of a yamen in the capital less embarrassing, and the people of the capital gradually got used to being together in one place. Look at the notice on the wall outside the yamen.
For example, the corrupt official who took bribes was caught yesterday, and today a moth of a certain company was caught. This kind of secret affairs within the imperial court was posted openly and aboveboard after Fan Xian's rectification. I often read it as a legend to solve a case.
On this day, all the old notices on the wall were suddenly torn off. After washing them with snow water, the temporary head of the first section, Mu Tie, who had a complexion like iron, brushed the paste himself, and pasted a new piece of paper on the wall.
The people gathered together curiously, only to see that it was not a case, but just a few witty words.
"Thirteen Lang, are you hungry? If you are hungry, tell the girl that the girl will make noodle soup for you."
The people looked at each other, wondering what the Overwatch Council, or Mr. Fan who had just been assassinated, was playing.
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