(I'm sick and confused, and the left side of my head hurts badly, so I'm a lot late. I'm sorry. If I can't bear it and want to rest tomorrow, I will ask everyone for leave. Thank you.)
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Fei Jie looked at the old man in the wheelchair silently. He knew that Dean Chen had a clear enough understanding of his body that he couldn't say anything to comfort him.
The Overwatch Council was the darkest part of Qing Dynasty's new life back then. The one who could really understand most of the history and find out what Chen Pingping wanted was the only person left in this world who used poison.
"In the middle of the year." Chen Pingping emphasized the time, "Don't come back after you leave Kyoto, I know you have been all over the world in your life, and you just hope that one day you can go to those places where foreigners go by sea. Go and see how their medicines are made. Since you want to... go sooner."
Fei Jie didn't speak for the time being. He knew in his heart that with the role he had played in the military, it was impossible for him to be affected by the incident in the palace, and the dean would urge him to leave Qingguo and take a seaboat because he wanted to Before things explode, allow yourself to fulfill your ideals in life and get yourself out of that thing.
Although he is old, he still has ideals.
"Should have gone a long time ago." Fei Jie said with a smile: "I just accepted a student, and I always have some worries."
"Go." Chen Pingping said sincerely: "In life, you have to do what you like. Otherwise, when you are old and lame, you won't be able to walk even if you want to. Although I don't believe in the retribution said by the temple, But in your life, I don’t know how many people have been killed by your subordinates, and they will always attract people’s attention... The three old guys who used poison, Sean, are already dead. You alone, you have to live."
After a long silence, Fei Jie asked, "Listen to you, I'll go to Dongyi City to sail in the middle of the year."
Chen Pingping glanced at him and smiled wearily: "Why don't you want to leave Quanzhou?"
"One is that the place has the smell of the past, and I don't like to recall the past." Fei Jie said, "Both, since I want to go to sea alone, I don't want His Majesty or Fan Xian to know where I am going."
Chen Pingping nodded.
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Fei Jie was a very special role in the Overwatch Council. He had resigned from the third office many years ago, and now he should be regarded as an enshrined person in the academy. The current leader of the three divisions is his junior, and Tisi Fan Xian is his student. For so many years, he has been Chen Pingping's arm partner and friend, so he is very detached in the courtyard.
Although in the basement of that square building there is still an empty room for drug trials reserved for him, but he rarely goes there. His daily work of preparing medicines and fumigation poisons is placed in a certain yard in a corner of Kyoto.
This courtyard is a monologue research department. Of course, all the funds are allocated by the Overwatch Council, and the corresponding servants and apprentices also have the identity of the Overwatch Council.
The research results of a generation of poison masters are naturally very precious. Whether it is the arrow poison needed by the military, or the poison needed by the princes and nobles for jealousy and murder in the backyard, they are all the objects of drooling.
However, the defense of this yard is not so strict. Because of Fei Jie's vicious and poisonous reputation, including the enemies of Northern Qi and Dongyi, as well as the dignitaries within the Qing Kingdom, none of them had the guts to pretend to be thieves in the courtyard. pink.
Naturally, the apprentices and servants who served Fei Jie were not worried about this. They all wore antidote pills on their bodies, and even if they swallowed them by mistake, their lives would not be in danger.
However, the people in Fei Jie's courtyard are often in financial danger. Because the research and development of poisons always requires a large amount of funds to purchase raw materials that are rare in the world. In the past few years, the stockpile was insufficient, and the Overwatch Council sometimes failed to transfer funds. When Fei Jie was doing experiments, he was unwilling to wait, so the apprentice Their monthly salary is often deducted, and Fei Jie often forgets to repay it afterwards, and the apprentices dare not open their mouths to ask for it... Therefore, their lives are not very satisfactory.
Cats have their way, and rats have their way. As long as they are members of a huge organization serving the Qing Kingdom, people will always find various ways to earn extra money and enrich their pockets.
The apprentices in the courtyard were no exception. What they relied on was their own understanding of poisons. Although they dared not enter the small room to sell the fruits that Mr. Fei cherished, some inconspicuous gadgets However, their sons have become their way of earning money. In the past ten years, killers, wives, and mistresses all over the world have shared the poison of the Overwatch Council through different channels.
At the same time, money is also remitted here.
It's just that the danger of selling poison is too great, and no one knows where the poison will be sold. So later the apprentices began to steal Fei Jie's prescriptions and sell them. At the beginning, the business was not very good, because not many people dared to use the medicines prescribed by Fei Jie. Later, Fan Ruoruo inherited his elder brother's skill and began to give lectures in the Imperial Medical Center... Mr. Fei Jie's ability to treat diseases was truly recognized by the market.
Selling medicine is good, safe, and has no future troubles.
Five or six months ago, an apprentice next to Fei Jie sold a prescription, and this prescription brought him great financial benefits. He sold this prescription to the famous Huichuntang in Kyoto, and he was very careful when selling it. He didn't reveal any clues on the prescription, and he didn't show his face to the other party. He just paid for it and delivered it.
Four months ago, this apprentice suddenly became seriously ill, probably because he had been exposed to poison for many years, and was infected. Several treatments were ineffective, and he coughed up blood and died in bed.
And before that apprentice died, Huichuntang had successfully developed the first pill by virtue of that prescription. After confirming the curative effect on a certain experimental product, the old shopkeeper of Huichuntang wisely used the medicine The existence of the medicine has become the biggest secret of Huichuntang, but the side effects of the medicine have not been discovered at all.
He knew that many princes and nobles in Beijing needed this kind of medicine, which was the basis for Huichuntang to show its strength in Kyoto. Of course, the old shopkeeper would not be so stupid as to let the prescription leak out, but just sent one to the owner behind him through a secret relationship.
The behind-the-scenes owner of Huichuntang is a sixth-rank principal of Taichang Temple. This principal has always been extremely careful not to reveal his relationship with Huichuntang. After he confirmed the efficacy of the medicine, a surge of excitement from the inside out immediately occupied his face.
Taichang Temple is responsible for the corresponding affairs of the royal family and the clan, and moves around the palace very frequently. Of course, it has a faint knowledge of the so-called hidden illness of the Crown Prince of the East Palace these years. The principal, faintly saw the possibility of his own prosperity, but...he was not willing to just be a druggist.
So he turned around and found another clan's mansion, and delivered the medicine. Of course, he didn't say that it was the result of his own medicine hall. Found this medicine.
When the clan member heard what he said, his eyes naturally brightened.
The head of Taichang Temple naturally said that he did not have a prescription and needed to keep looking for it.
The calculation in his heart is clear, as long as this medicine is always in his hands, the nobleman in the East Palace will always need him, and his current and future prospects will naturally be great.
The family member knew well what the head of Taichang Temple was thinking, but he didn't point it out. He stroked his beard and smiled a few words, praised a few words, only said that he could take the medicine himself, and refused to say even if he was beaten to death. The medicine will be sent to the palace.
We know each other well.
From then on, the miraculous elixir "developed and refined by himself" by the old shopkeeper of Huichuntang was sent to the family's residence "needing medicine to supplement physical strength" through the efforts of the head of Taichang Temple who "struggled to find", and then sent to the family through secret channels. into the palace.
Accompanied by tea, it was sent into the prince's thin lips.
One pill per ten days without interruption.
All these things are done very secretly, even if someone checks it, it will be broken on a certain line at any time. However, everyone on this line is not clear. From the very beginning, all relationships and possibilities on this line have been calculated by others. They think they are secretive, and they think they are in control of everything, but they don't know that they themselves are actually pawns controlled by others.
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In the small courtyard, Fan Xian left Wang Qinian, who was in deep thought, and walked to the well. Deng Ziyue had been waiting for orders outside, seeing that he was free at this time, he hurried up to report, with a bit of reluctance and a little nervousness naturally showing on his face.
Tomorrow, he will go to Northern Qi to take over Wang Qinian's job as the head of the Northern Secret Service. Although this job is nominally under the jurisdiction of the four departments, it has always been directly responsible to the dean or the chief minister, which is extremely important. s position. After Yan Bingyun is Wang Qinian, and after Wang Qinian is him. He knows in his heart that his ability is not in this area, and he is afraid that there is a big gap between his actions in the north and the previous two adults. Mr. Fan asked for instructions on the matters that should be paid attention to during this trip.
"Everyone in the world knows that you are my confidant." Fan Xian exhorted: "This cannot be hidden from the Northern Qi people, and there is no need to hide it from the Northern Qi people... It's just that you are not like Wang Qinian, who can get rid of the Jin Yiwei behind you at any time, so you have to Be more careful than him."
He paused and said: "So you have to get used to playing the role of a diplomatic official. There are many kinds of spies. Mr. Xiaoyan was a spy back then, and Wang Qinian was a mixed spy. You can only be a spy... There are no special circumstances, don't Use the network in the north to exchange relevant documents, and use secret letters by post. You are careful enough, and there is a lot of information that you don’t need to inquire secretly. You just need to attend more banquets and chat with the nobles of Northern Qi. detected."
Deng Ziyue was slightly taken aback, Mr. Fan's fresh words immediately opened another door in his mind, spies... can it be done without eavesdropping
"Right now, the two countries are in a honeymoon relationship." Fan Xian said with a smile: "Everything is based on this, don't cut the face of the Northern Qi people too hard."
Deng Ziyue nodded, and asked: "Then how do you sort out the network in the north? My identity is too clear, as you said earlier, it's not easy for me to get in touch."
"Lin Wen or Lin Jing? He should still be in Shangjing now. He is an old man, and he will explain to you the precautions." Fan Xian thought for a while and said, "I have already told you in private about the first level. Don't go to that place... If you have anything to say, go to Sizhe, he has a business network under his command, so it's more convenient to pass the news to the first level."
Deng Ziyue knew that the first level was the oil store Mr. Fan had mentioned in private a few days ago, thinking that this arrangement by Mr. Fan was appropriate, so he nodded.
"I have private news from Nanxia, please leave from Xia Mingji." Fan Xian thought for a while, and then said: "The branch of Baoyue Tower in Shangjing will be opened soon, and I will tell them to contact you when the time comes. "
Deng Ziyue thought to himself that the adults had already made arrangements, and he really didn't need to worry too much about it. Fan Xian looked at his calm face, but felt a little apologetic in his heart. The purpose of letting Deng Ziyue go to Northern Qi so clearly was to make it inconvenient for him to get in touch with the spy network of Northern Qi, and to give his younger brother a chance to spread out in it. At the same time, let Baoyuelou mix in.
Deng Ziyue never doubted Lord Fan's thoughts, but Fan Xian had a somewhat absurd idea, to see if he could turn Qing's Northern Qi secret spy network into his own eyes and ears.
This network is really important to Sizhe's business and to his deal with Beiqi.
He coughed lightly twice, and then said: "This time I'm heading north, I'll take three hundred black cavalry to send you across Cangzhou, and there will naturally be people from the Northern Qi Dynasty there to follow. Apart from the affairs of the court, the most important thing is that you have to take care of yourself. Bring me into the capital alive, and after entering the capital, don't look for others, go directly to Tianyi Dao Temple to find Haitang, and let her arrange the rest."
Fan Xian raised his head and glanced at the young man in the corner of the courtyard who was cutting firewood with his upper body naked. The young man had a vivacious look, but his eyes were still green, and he didn't know how old he was.
Deng Ziyue followed his gaze, frowned and said, "Miss Haitang can arrange it, but... will the Northern Qi people have any ideas after they find out?"
Fan Xian said calmly, "What the Northern Qi people think has nothing to do with us, I just sent them there."
After Deng Ziyue hesitated for a while, he tentatively said, "But send him back to Si Lili... How will you control him in the future?"
He is Fan Xian's confidant, of course he knows the story of the young man being snatched away from the dean abruptly by the chief minister, and he also knows that this unremarkable young man has been imprisoned in the small courtyard for almost two years. The young man is actually the younger brother of Si Lili, the empress of the Northern Qi Dynasty.
"There are many kinds of control points. I don't need this kind of method now, so I just want to be generous, and it will be more comfortable for everyone to cooperate with each other." Fan Xian said with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart that the interests between himself and Bei Qi had long been twisted. Together, whether a hostage is present or not is actually not that big of a difference. Si Lili's younger brother has long since lost his importance back then.
Deng Ziyue had no more objections.
Fan Xian waved the young man over, looked at the grievance and hatred on the young man's face, and said gently: "You are going to Beijing soon, do you have anything for your sister? "
The young man spat on the ground.
Both Fan Xian and Deng Ziyue laughed. Fan Xian looked at him and shook his head and said, "After going to Beijing, change your temper... I don't want you to cause trouble for your sister, and don't blame me for imprisoning you for two years... You also know about your background, if you weren't imprisoned... Now, I'm afraid you're dead long ago... well, remember to say hello to your sister for me when you see your sister in Shangjing."
Suddenly, he thought of the time when he and Si Lili were driving together two years ago, his mind was slightly in a trance, and he calmed down and said, "Say thank you for me."
The young man couldn't understand, and scratched his head. He had only met Fan Xian a few times, and he had been locked up in the courtyard. He didn't know the rumors outside, but he also knew that this young dignitary must be An important minister in the Qing Kingdom, but young seems too young... He was a little surprised, this powerful man surnamed Fan seemed to be very familiar with his sister whom he hadn't seen for a long time, as if he had a friendship.
Hearing what this person said, should I really be grateful to him? The young man scratched his head again.
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When it was dusk, Fan Xian and Wang Qinian left the courtyard and got into the carriage. On the carriage, Fan Xian looked ahead and said with a narrow smile, "Old Wang, your house is also here, why have you been refusing to invite me to sit?"
Looking at the smile on his face, Wang Qinian felt a pain in his heart, thinking that when he peeked at the love letter between the lord and Haitang, the lord said in a trembling voice: "My lord, my daughter is still young... in a few years .”
Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood, and glared at the old man angrily, thinking what kind of juicy girl could you give birth to with your appearance
It's just a joke, but under Wang Qinian's worries, his ability to be a fan has dropped a lot.
The carriage stopped at the back door of Wang Qinian's house. There was no one in the carriage, but there was no one in the house either.
Two common people with ordinary faces and wearing coarse cotton padded jackets appeared in the alley opposite a certain clan's mansion in Nancheng. The two of them folded their arms and squatted on the ground chatting, but the content of the chat didn't seem very casual.
"This is the family. The queen's relatives are almost dead. This is a very distant relative."
"What's the use of knowing?"
"If you send medicine in, there must be rules to follow. I want to know how often that person in the palace needs medicine." Fan Xian, dressed as a commoner, spit on the ground and said, "Although this medicine can't strengthen yang, But you can be bold, the master's courage is carried by this medicine, if you want to catch the rape, you have to figure out the timing of the rape..."(, If you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, Support the author, support genuine!)