Of course, Fan Xian had no choice but to pretend to be an unhygienic commoner and stay in front of the clan's mansion for eighteen days. He just confirmed with Wang Qinian that the hidden line was indeed as they had calculated, and they did not follow this line. Scroll down for ideas.
And he knew in his heart that today was the seventh day of the lunar new year, and on the 20th, he confirmed with Hong Zhu that he would leave the capital at the beginning of February and go to the south of the Yangtze River... There was too little time in between, there was no way to really grasp any rules, the only thing he could rely on It was Wang Qinian's unpredictable tracking skills.
After confirming the target, the two left the gate of the clan mansion and returned to the back gate of the courtyard in the old city. Although Fan Xian was very interested in seeing Wang Qinian's daily life, he was a little nervous these days. He didn't have much time to enjoy life, so he got into the carriage with a wave of his hand.
All his equipment was left on the black carriage, he took off his outer clothes, checked the sleeve crossbow and medicine bag, then took out a dressing box, carefully applied it on his face, and used the quality of the Overwatch Council Glue, glued the corners of his eyebrows down.
Immediately, the distance between his eyes and the appearance of his eyebrows changed, and an inconspicuous mole was added under his jaw. Mr. Pian Pianjia suddenly became an inconspicuous passerby.
The carriage stopped outside Hechi Square in the West City, but Fan Xian's people had already got off the carriage and joined the complicated crowd in the West City.
The area of the west city of Kyoto is not large. Compared with other cities, it is not rich enough, quiet enough, and not noble enough. Especially the area around Hechifang is a whole slum area. problem of going down. There is food in the warehouse at home, so people will consider things like etiquette and morality, so the people in the workshop will not have a little more integrity in troubled times because of the name of Hechifang, but they are mixed with dragons and snakes, and nothing can be seen There are deals.
Passer-by Fan Xian covered the small snowflakes in the world with a rain hat behind his clothes, and stepped on the mud in the alley with a gloomy face, walking towards the depths of Hechifang. His expression was not so eye-catching in Hechifang. The people on the street and shopkeepers in the shops didn't even bother to look at him.
There are too many such gloomy, dead father-like characters in the square, because there are too many brothers on the road here, and it is not possible to collect the debts every day, not every time they are arrested by the capital. Run away, the brothers on the road are fierce, and the brothers on the road are also very irritable, so it is normal to be depressed.
Passing through a narrow alley protruding from the dilapidated rain eaves, Fan Xian was surrounded by prostitutes standing on the street again. Fortunately, it was still early in the day, and although the dedicated prostitutes came out to stand, their faces were covered with low-quality makeup and unsightly makeup. The constant yawning explained their low combat effectiveness, and Fan Xian was able to get out lightly, into a small wooden building backed away from the street, and found his destination.
The wooden room was filled with an unpleasant smell. As soon as Fan Xianfu entered the door, he couldn't help rubbing his nose, but he didn't lift the hat on his head, and sat directly beside the bed, took out a token from his arms, Handed it to the watchful paralyzed man on the bed.
The paralyzed man was still able to move his hands, and stared nervously at the uninvited guest. After receiving the token, he looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "Since you are one of your own, why did you come up so recklessly?"
Fan Xian didn't have time to talk to him about this, so he said directly, "What good things have come out recently?"
The paralyzed man's face changed, he didn't know who this nasty guy was from the gang, and he would ask so directly, but since the other party knew about the need for his head, he must be a cronies of the gang leader or something.
He groped for a long time in the stinky quilt and found out countless boxes. Fan Xian opened them one by one and looked at them carefully. His face still had that lifeless expression, and he was quite dissatisfied.
The paralyzed man looked at his face, shook his head, dug for a long time in the porcelain pillow under his neck, and finally took out half of a jade ring and handed it over.
Fan Xian took the jade ring and examined it carefully. The quality and color of this jade is high-quality, warm and radiant, it is really a good object, and the pattern of cloud patterns carved on it is obviously used by the royal family. He nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the more such good things, the better."
The paralyzed man smiled smugly. Fan Xian also smiled in his heart, of course he knew that the paralyzed man in front of him was not as pitiful as he appeared on the surface.
Kyoto is the place where the wealth of the world gathers, especially the imperial palace. From ancient times to the present, all the people in the world support the emperor and the nobles, and the eunuchs and maids who serve the emperor and the nobles will sneak these things out to feed back to the people of the world those members of the dark.
This is the case in the imperial palace, and it is also the case in the major mansions, and there are too many shady money and jewelry that need to be washed and replaced with land deeds from various states and counties. Naturally, only the bottom-level professionals can do this kind of thing.
**** is this kind of professional, so the truly powerful gangs in the world will leave a small colony in Kyoto. These people from the rivers and lakes dare not fight against the court, but they are not polite to be the sewer of the court and earn some money.
It is also very strange to say that because these people from the rivers and lakes are so peaceful, so far there is no famous name on the road in Kyoto. And the Heluo Gang is a very inconspicuous one of these gangs responsible for taking over the stolen goods from the palace. When Fan Xian was in Hangzhou, he had many conversations with Xia Qifei. After learning about these dark forces, he realized that the Heluo Gang actually had a fixed passage in the palace. Chi Fang and his party.
This paralyzed man is in charge of the first part of Heluo Gang's sale of stolen goods in Kyoto. These people are doing all kinds of things, so they are naturally very careful. The links are not connected, and the people who receive the goods change from time to time. This gave Fan Xian an opportunity to take advantage of.
As for the token, it was naturally prepared by the Overwatch Council many years ago.
The paralyzed man looked at his satisfied smile and said proudly: "It is said that this is a piece given to the Empress Dowager's natal family by the late emperor, but something happened later, and for some reason, it is now back in the East Palace. It took a lot of money. strength."
Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a smile, "The nobles don't care about these little things, they put them in the warehouse at will, but they won't think of using them for decades."
The paralyzed man sighed and said: "Yes, if the price of this piece of jade is sold in the south of the Yangtze River, and then transferred to Jiangbei to buy land, I'm afraid it can buy thousands of acres."
Fan Xian didn't want to be with him anymore, and said, "It's the first time we're dating, and I don't know the rules."
What he said was straightforward, but the paralyzed man didn't have any suspicions. He took out an account book from under the quilt, pointed to the space where the first-class wine was written on it, and said, "Here."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "You paralytic, you can hide things under the quilt."
The paralyzed man muttered a few words, as if he was recalling the past, he followed the leader of the gang to kill the Quartet, and was beaten and paralyzed by someone. The leader took pity on him and let him come to the capital to preside over these things.
Fan Xian didn't know too much about the stories of the Heluo Gang, so he naturally didn't dare to talk to him. After signing it with changed handwriting, he handed over a bank note from his pocket and said, "The down payment is 30%. Don't overcharge me."
The paralyzed man looked at the one-thousand tael silver note and nodded: "Almost, although the price of this jade is definitely more than that, but it is a taboo thing after all, so it can only be sold at a discount."
After finishing all this, Fan Xian carefully put away the jade ring, said nothing more, and walked out of the dark room.
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Walking on the muddy streets of Hechifang, the sky was still gloomy, but Fan Xian's gloomy mood, which had been tormented by that incident for a long time, relaxed. He had already figured out how to handle the whole thing, although the plan It is indeed a bit tiresome to go back and forth, but Fan Xian has no choice. In order to protect Hong Zhu's safety and keep himself hidden behind the scenes, he always needs to get close to the truth and expose the truth through all kinds of twists and turns.
Now that he has a strategy in his chest, although he doesn't know if there will be any problems, it is much better than facing a pot of braised elbow a few days ago and not being able to find a place to eat.
The whole process has been thought out clearly, and the rest is just for Hong Zhu to take care of it. Of course, His Majesty needs to be as sensitive, suspicious and full of imagination and wisdom as Fan Xian expected.
Just as the eldest princess and Fan Xian had always believed, Emperor Qing was indeed a sensitive and suspicious person, and a person who had stood at the top of politics for a long time would always imagine the worst of all conspiracies and use his wisdom. So the more Fan Xian thought about it, the more relaxed he felt, the more he felt that the emperor Lao Tzu would be played by him this time.
It was very rare for Fan Xian to be able to cast a shadow on others without letting himself fall into it. Although he is now a ninth-rank master and a powerful figure in power, he has always maintained a calm mind. I am proud but I can't restrain it.
Probably because... since joining the Overwatch Council, he has always been weak in conspiracy. In the past, Yan Bingyun helped him, so he couldn't see any problems, but after the Jiaozhou incident, Chen Pingping scolded him in the letter He is bloody and disdainful of his ability to organize conspiracies - so Fan Xian is really proud today, the more he thinks about it, the more proud he is.
When I was proud, I saw a frustrated person under the exit archway of Hechifang.
Fan Xian looked at the man with the blue cloth table under the archway, who was drinking business loudly against Xiaoxue, and couldn't help but froze, stopped, and hid behind the crowd to take a closer look.
It was a litigator, trying his best to solicit business after the blue cloth case, his face was a little pale, it seemed that something was wrong with his body, so that his voice seemed a little weak.
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, allowing the rain hat to cover most of his face, squinting his eyes to look at it, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
That litigator's business is not good, not to mention the people who litigate came forward to inquire, but no one even asked him to write the lawsuit for him, and some people who seem to know the inside story are even far away from him. Zhang Lanbu was on his way, as if he was afraid of some bad luck.
Fan Xian frowned, and then left Hechifang.
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About half an hour later, in the private room of a very ordinary restaurant, Fan Xian smiled all over his face, pushed a plate of food to the opposite side, and said, "Eat slowly, talk slowly, why are you acting like this now?" ?”
Sitting opposite him was the litigator from Hechifang, who also had his first lawsuit against Fan Xian in the capital, and was later kidnapped by Fan Xian to the south of the Yangtze River, where he played an important role for him in the lawsuit of the Ming family. Character - Song Shiren.
Song Shiren has a gangster named "Fuzuier", who is also known as the best lawyer in the world. He has always been poor in government offices, so how did he fall to the point where he is now setting up stalls along the street? Fan Xian was shocked when he saw it on the street, and later asked his subordinates to invite him over, but he didn't dare to go to Baoyue Tower.
He squinted at the dispirited litigator, although he guessed something in his heart, he still couldn't help asking about the other party's recent situation.
Song Shiren didn't eat the food, but just took a sip of white wine with a sip, looked deeply at Fan Xian, then sighed and smiled three times, but didn't say a word.
"Tell me, is it related to me?" Fan Xian asked.
Song Shiren sighed again, and said after a long silence: "Since my lord has guessed it, I am not afraid of making a fool of myself. After I came back from Jiangnan, Tongren Neighborhood and those adults who knew my scenery in Jiangnan also thought highly of me." With two eyes, I knew that I was doing things for you, my lord, and everyone nodded to me... But then the wind changed, I don't know why, not only no one dared to ask me to file a lawsuit, but we were on good terms with each other. My friends also left me one after another.”
"I don't know why?" Fan Xian sighed and said, "You and I both know why."
Song Shiren smiled wryly: "Even if you know, do you dare to go around calling for injustice?"
Fan Xian fell silent, and after listening to Song Shiren's sad narration, he realized that in the next few months, the former number one litigator in the world had such a miserable life.
It's not just the problem of not being able to earn money, but it seems that in an instant, the entire bureaucracy of the Qing Kingdom began to target Song Shiren. He used a lot of excuses, anyway, he stripped away all his family property like the wind and rain—no matter how eloquent Song Shiren was, how could he stand against the unreasonable methods of the dignified court? The dignitaries are even more silent now, as if they are very afraid of the people behind the scenes who punish Song Shiren.
Now Song Shiren can only take his family and live in a rented place like Hechifang. His life can be described as miserable.
Fan Xian and him looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time. The two knew each other well what the source of all this was.
Song Shiren fought for Fan Xian in the Ming family lawsuit in the south of the Yangtze River, not to mention how much he helped Fan Xian, the key was that through Song Shiren's mouth, Fan Xian's proposed eldest son's right of inheritance was naturally inviolable... This sacred law that does not see Qinglu but is deeply rooted in people's hearts The rules are messed up.
This is a big taboo in the palace. When the queen mother said something lightly, naturally countless people tried to make Song Shiren shut up.
This is a very profound lesson.
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"At least people are fine." Song Shiren rubbed his neck with some fear, and said, "If he can survive, it is already pity for God."
Fan Xian knew in his heart that Song Shiren hadn't been killed, it was entirely because the nobles in the palace gave him a bit of a face. He couldn't help laughing at himself and said, "Even if no one dares to help you...why didn't you come to me? This matter In the final analysis, I was the one who caused you to suffer, and if you come to me for help, I will do my best."
Song Shiren smiled bitterly and said, "If you file a lawsuit for your lord, your family will almost be ruined, so why would you dare to cause trouble for your lord?"
Fan Xian knew that this person had different opinions, but he was afraid that if he asked for help, he would add more disasters. He looked at Song Shiren and smiled, and said, "Don't worry about anything."
He took out a bank note from his pocket and handed it over. Song Shiren looked up at the very scary share on the top sheet, and couldn't help being taken aback. Although he was a person who had seen the world, he was afraid to accept so much money when he offered it.
Fan Xian said: "I will arrange for your family to leave Beijing immediately. There is no need to worry about safety issues. You can use the money first. It can be regarded as my compensation to you."
Song Shiren was silent for a long time and did not answer.
Fan Xian glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I want to kill you to save you from disaster. I did it long ago in the south of the Yangtze River. You know I'm not afraid to kill a few people... You have to understand my temperament, as long as someone helps you I will definitely protect him and give him enough compensation.”
"The resentment in the palace will fade after two days." Fan Xian said pointedly, "At that time, as long as I protect you, who will dare to touch you?"
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The tenth day of the first lunar month is also known as the last tenth day among the people of the Qing Dynasty. It is considered to be an important day in the festival. Although it is not as popular as when thousands of people go out on the seventh day of the new year, the streets are still lively. Fan Xian, who had planned everything, looked very relaxed. He took Wan'er in a carriage and wandered around the capital for a long time before changing the route under the constant urging of his wife and Fujiko Kyo, and drove directly to Lihuang City. Not far from He Prince's Mansion.
The gates of Prince He's Mansion were wide open today, but there were not many guests. At this time, the First Prince was standing on the stone steps, waiting for Fan Mansion's carriage.
The carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion, and the eldest prince looked at Fan Xian and sneered, "I'm here so late, don't slip away for a while."
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