The night in Kyoto is always deep, especially in such a cold winter, there are not many pedestrians on the streets and alleys after nightfall, no, it should be said that there are no pedestrians at all.
There are no pedestrians, only night pedestrians.
I don’t know how many nocturnal people appeared at the door under the eaves of the streets and alleys in Kyoto under the cover of night, and used the noose, sharp blade, and powder in their arms to wrap someone’s neck, cut someone’s throat, and tore their throats. Crack someone's body and captivate someone's eyes.
Blood blinded everyone's eyes.
In Zizhuyuan, a black sling hangs down from the gate, and a person on it is dying, his feet kicking helplessly in the cold wind.
The lantern was extremely dark, slowly swaying in the cold wind like the legs, casting shadows and shimmers randomly on the ground. Deng Ziyue's pale face on the corner of the street alternated between bright and dark, looking like a devil in the dark night. He stared at that person, and turned to leave after confirming the death of the other person.
Guilifang, in a brothel, was turned into a red wave, the muscular and powerful master on the bed suddenly stared, bloodshot from the white eyeballs, the prostitute on his body looked at him indifferently, his legs stretched It was wide open, but tightly strangled his waist, in an obscene and deadly posture.
I don't know how long it took, the prostitute's delicate white hands slowly moved away from the man's ears, and pulled out two very thin small iron brazing rods, which were glowing with a faint blue light and the color of pitch black blood.
In the Gaoshan Tower, there was a chaotic sound of chasing and killing, and a person ran down the tower in panic and panic. His clothes had been chopped into countless cloth strips, dripping with blood.
A moment later, he was blocked under the tower by his pursuers. The man in black who pursued him spat bloody spit and waved his hand. The man in black rushed forward and surrounded the man in the middle. Although the man was highly skilled in martial arts and tried his best to resist, he was still like a whale besieged by a group of sharks, gradually failing.
In the dark night, only the muffled popping sound of metal piercing into the body, and the sound of howling cold wind, the men in black stabbed silently and swung until the man in the middle didn't respond at all, not even a nervous reaction. Just crawling on the ground like a piece of rotten meat.
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Yan Bingyun sent the return information at hand to the candle and burned it. His hands did not tremble a bit, and his brows did not continue to frown. Now that the matter has already happened, there should be no doubts, just like after the crossbow is pulled, No one can make that deadly crossbow disappear out of thin air.
The eight generals led by the second prince, a total of six people, had all died under the sniping of the Overwatch Council, and disappeared in the dark night of the capital in different ways and in different places.
From today onwards, the name of Bajiajiang will become a stale word in history, perhaps, it is not qualified to leave a mark in history at all.
Yan Bingyun looked down at the piece of paper on the table, pinched the bridge of his nose subconsciously, and cleared his mind for himself. According to the plan, the next step should be carried out immediately. As for the remaining five people to be killed, there have already been dedicated manpower to be responsible.
The plan was chained together. Although it was the Overwatch Council's crazily revenge against the valley's murder, Yan Bingyun still had to find a way to control the situation to a certain extent. The second prince's eight generals were not officials, but the palace's private savings. As long as the Overwatch Council kills people like this, without leaving anything behind, the court has nothing to do with Fan Xian.
But those five were different.
The officials who will be arrested next are also different. Although those officials are only inconspicuous figures in the subordinates, they are paid by the court after all. If so many are arrested overnight, what kind of trouble will it cause
Yan Bingyun sighed, and through the secret mechanism, notified the subordinates outside to come in, and issued a second order. After issuing the order, he habitually walked to the window to look at the corner of the palace wall not far away, thinking that what the dean said at the beginning was right, and that under the gentle cover of Fan Xian's surface, there was indeed an extremely crazy factor hidden. .
Now it's just a dozen cronies who have died in the valley, and Fan Xian is already insane. If it is true as the dean said, one day the dean will go... What kind of terrible person will Fan Xian become
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In Baoyue Tower, Fan Xian's expression was very gentle and calm, his eyebrows were raised slightly, indescribably comfortable, as if he had no idea what was going on in the night in Kyoto outside the building.
He has finished talking about the assassination in the valley, and all the ministers at the table expressed their condolences to him whether they were terrified or regretful. Immediately afterwards, he briefly talked about things about Jiangnan, about the Ming family, and about the Neiku. Then he frowned and said, "Actually, there is one thing I don't understand. When I was working for the imperial court in the south of the Yangtze River, why some people always like to do things in Beijing and China."
Everyone at the banquet was slightly startled, thinking to themselves what exactly did they say? During Fan Xianyuan's year in the south of the Yangtze River, it is absolutely impossible to say that no one in the capital has tripped him up, but if he had to talk about trips... one day for three hundred and sixty-five days, what did you say? Which one is it? Is it the account checking department? Or send books to the palace? And these stumbling blocks have been torn apart by those old guys long ago. You have nothing to do, so why are you crying here
The prince couldn't help but cursed with a smile: "Where did so many grievances come from? If you want to say something wrong, there must be some people, but if you want to say people who deliberately drag you down, you can't tell who it is."
Fan Xian also laughed, shook his head, and said, "It's just that I haven't been back to the capital this year. I think that maybe many people in the capital have forgotten what kind of temperament I am."
The second prince was holding a glass of wine and playing carefully at this moment. Hearing these words, somehow a chill came to his heart. The prince's behavior was too weird tonight, while Fan Xian's attitude was too arrogant. It was unreasonable to be arrogant. , not conforming to the rules, and not doing him any favors.
Could it be that he was in a panic because of things in the valley
The second prince's eyebrows were frowned beautifully, and he thought to himself who did it before finding out who did it, and making trouble with us here, what is it
At this moment, Baoyue downstairs suddenly became lively. Hearing the sound of horseshoes, it seemed that many people were coming here.
His Royal Highness, who was seated at the top, frowned and said displeasedly, "Who dares to make noise here?"
Everyone at the banquet frowned and looked out the window.
It seems that someone wanted to enter Baoyue Building, and had successfully passed the double defense line of the Kyoto garrison and the Kyoto government officials, but was stopped outside the building by the people of Baoyue Building.
Fan Xian glanced at Sang Wen, and Sang Wen met him, opened the velvet curtain, and flashed past the screen. After a while, following a rush of footsteps, Sang Wen brought five people upstairs.
These five people were all wearing official uniforms, presumably they were all officials in the court, but today is not a place to discuss important affairs of the court, but a place of romance, everyone at the banquet recognized that XX was their cronies, they couldn't help but startled, feeling He wondered what kind of play this was, why he came to him so openly, did something big happen in Beijing
The five officials looked at each other, and they could see the uneasiness, fear, and panic in each other's hearts. They didn't care about anything anymore, and first apologized to the nobles at the table, then glanced at Fan Xian fearfully, and went to Fan Xian. After a salute, without avoiding gossip, he went to the table to find the important person he was looking for, and talked in the ear of the other party.
Fan Xian looked at this scene with a smile, raised his wine glass and offered a toast to Ren Shaoan, who was next to the eldest prince. The first prince's imperial guard system was obviously confined to the palace area, and his reaction was slow, while the prince... seemed to have guessed something. I just came to Baoyue Tower to get drunk.
The eldest prince looked at the tense look around him, frowned and glanced at Fan Xian, as if asking questions, Fan Xian shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what happened.
And in the next few seats, the complexions of the big figures who listened to the reports from the subordinate officials have gradually turned ugly, especially the second prince, whose delicate face gradually turned pale, and a blush immediately appeared, but After three breaths, it became normal.
Fan Xian squinted at this scene, knowing that the other party already knew the news that the eight families would all die, but he didn't expect the second prince to calm down immediately, and couldn't help feeling admiration.
The First Prince frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Everyone in the building knew that something had happened, but not everyone knew what happened. The second prince lowered his head slightly, raised his wine glass and took a sip, raised his head to look at Fan Xian, with a serious smile in his eyes, and asked word by word:
"Lord Xiao Fan must be very clear."
The atmosphere in the venue was icy for a while, and the adults who received the news from Beijing also stared at Fan Xian's face. They already knew at this time that when they were having a banquet in Baoyue Tower, there was a sudden panic in the capital. There have been several murders, and the second prince's eight most powerful families will be killed!
These big shots have many eyeliners in Kyoto, they have very clear eyes and ears, and they are also officials of the Privy Council who are in charge of city defense. Of course, they know how terrible this kind of thing is, especially to kill the eight generals so cleanly, the strength required is beyond ordinary people. of.
Reminiscent of Fan Xian's banquet for everyone in Baoyue Tower today, naturally everyone vaguely guessed that this matter was done by the Overwatch Council.
Everyone was waiting for Fan Xian's answer, and the atmosphere at the table was a bit dead silent.
Fan Xian asked gently, "What is it?"
The second prince smiled, his smile was a bit bitter, his heart was a little cold, and his feet coiled around his body were a little numb. Looking at the young commissioner of the Overwatch Council opposite him, he seemed to see a smiling demon. As a prince...but he didn't know what kind of reaction he should make immediately.
So he raised his glass, drank it himself, and drank it all in one gulp, feeling a little hot and painful in his chest.
After a moment of silence, Qu Xiangdong, deputy envoy of the Privy Council, stared into Fan Xian's eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Murder cases are repeated tonight, and six families in the Second Highness's palace will be killed at the same time, does Mr. Fan know about this? "
As soon as these words came out, the eldest prince who didn't know what happened looked at Fan Xian in astonishment, and even His Royal Highness, who had been nestling in the beauty's arms and pretending to be confused, also exclaimed, and sat up from the beauty's arms!
His Royal Highness looked at Fan Xian's calm face in a daze, and was extremely shocked. He knew that Fan Xian had no good intentions today, but he really did not expect that Fan Xian's counterattack method would be so simple, direct, rude, and unspoken. Reason, don't avoid consequences.
Under everyone's gaze, Fan Xian... tilted his head, with a trace of doubt and disdain... whispered: "Oh? Are they all dead?"
The second prince is about to put down the wine glass at this time, but when he heard Fan Xian's question, his heart fluttered. The responsible emotions of anger, depression, a trace of confusion, and a trace of hatred finally couldn't be controlled, and he dropped the glass. When it was slightly heavier, the wine glass fell on the table with a bang, knocking the wine bottle next to the glass askew.
Knowing from the faces of all the people at the banquet that the six famous generals were really dead, Fan Xian felt as if a sweet spring was flowing in his heart. General, how do you ask this official? It has always been heard that the Second Prince and his family will be arrogant and ruthless in the capital, and they may offend someone who cannot afford to be offended."
This was the first time since the meeting began that he claimed to be his own official. As for anyone in Kyoto who the Bajiajiang had offended but could not afford to offend... Obviously, that person's surname was Fan.
There was silence during the banquet, the second prince stared blankly at Fan Xian's face, and suddenly laughed, knowing that no matter whether it was done by the other party or not, he has the ability to wipe out all his force in such a short period of time at the banquet, The strength of the Overwatch Council was not something that a prince like himself could confront head-on.
He raised his glass to respect Fan Xian, and said sincerely, "Master Tisi has good means...so bold."
Fan Xian raised his glass to greet each other, and said comfortingly, "My condolences, Your Highness, those who die will not die, those who will not live, and the metabolism is like this."
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Deputy Envoy Qu of the Privy Council looked at Shangshoufang, the two "princes" who looked alike, and couldn't help feeling absurd in his heart. Judging from the moment, His Royal Highness was naturally far from being Fan Xian's opponent. But in terms of his name, Fan Xian was a minister after all, where did he get such audacity
Qu Xiangdong suddenly felt that he was getting old and cowardly, but he still couldn't help asking Fan Xian, "Master Fan, you should know about the fact that the Overwatch Council went out tonight and arrested dozens of court officials." Bar?"
Fan Xian carefully put the wine glass back on the case with both hands, raised his head and said, "I am the commissioner and chief officer of the Overwatch Council, and I am ordered by the Holy Order to be an official in the capital of the Overwatch Council. If I don't nod, who dares to arrest those people?" moth?"
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(I wanted to continue to describe the jokes and murders in detail, using the comparison between the inside and outside of the building, hymns sounded, snowflakes fell, are there any pigeons? But suddenly I don’t want to write that way, because it is too slow, this paragraph will have to be written six or seven For the 4,000 word, I turned it... I was a little helpless, but I was actually quite interested.
Another very important point: Don't look at the excitement of killing, just think about it too exciting... If a hierarchical society, a society between slave owners and slaves, is to evolve into a war between slave owners, the current blood As if it wasn't dripping enough.
Someone nodded, someone was doing something, violent institutions were killing people, well, the current situation in Kyoto is like this, Fan Xian actually likes to be simple, direct and rough like Mr. Qin, he needs this kind of atmosphere, because although he is confident, Not as self-confident as the emperor Laozi. ) (, if you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the genuine version!)