Before Yan Bingyun went out, he was stopped by Fan Xian. After a moment of silence, Fan Xian asked in a low voice, "Any news about Hong Changqing and Qi Nian's team?"
After escaping from Dadong Mountain, Fan Xian went straight to Luanzhou, and all the confidantes on the white sailboat were washed away in that pursuit. Although in the end Yan Xiaoyi died under Fan Xian's heavy sniping, Fan Xian was always worried about the life and death of Qingwa and those trusted subordinates. Since the rebels were able to seal Dadongshan, the prefectures and counties did as the eldest princess wished If you give something in return, there will naturally be a way to seal Dongshan Road back to Beijing.
Yan Bingyun's thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he said after a long while, "No news." He glanced at Fan Xian and said that he had been out of the hospital affairs for a month, and he didn't know enough information about it.
Fan Xian shook his head: "Don't comfort me, no news is bad news."
"Well, I admit that I still have channels to know the information in the courtyard." Yan Bingyun looked at him and said, "There is a very strange thing, the intelligence system on Dongshan Road, I don't just mean the information system in the courtyard. , all the intelligence feedback systems seem to have failed, and the latest news arrived three days ago."
Hearing this news, Fan Xian's heart tightened. Sweat gradually came out from the palms of his hands. His mouth was a little dry, but his face was pretending to be calm. He said with a strong face, "I won't care about other places for now. Let's go first." Get things done in Kyoto."
Yan Bingyun dusted off the dust on his light shirt, lowered his head and said, "You gave me the badge, and if you give me the command of more than a thousand people, would you like to give me a strategy?"
Fan Xian bowed his head and remained silent for a while, then said, "Follow the established policy."
Yan Bingyun glanced at him, frowned, and said, "Many people will die."
"I don't want to die myself." Fan Xian looked back at him coldly, and said, "I ask you to control the Thirteen City Gate Division, this is the key to the problem."
Yan Bingyun didn't express his determination or loyalty, but shook his head directly and said, "With the Overwatch Council alone, there is no way to control the thirteen city gate divisions."
"The Empress Dowager will not allow the troops of the Qin family and the Ye family to enter the capital." Fan Xian looked at Yan Bingyun and said, "The old man does not want the capital to fall into the flames of war. What we need to do is to help the palace control .”
The Thirteen City Gate Division is actually just a yamen, which is in charge of nine city gates inside and outside the capital. If the eldest princess's infiltration of the thirteen city gate divisions has been going on, I'm afraid that at this time the control of the city gate division has been taken away from the Queen Mother.
Yan Bingyun shook his head: "It's a stupid plan to bet on one's life."
Fan Xian smiled slightly, and said, "There is no other way. We only have the Forbidden Army who don't dare to count on it all. They dare not fight head-on with the Qin family and the Ye family in the capital... It is said that Ye Chong has returned to Dingzhou, but who would believe it?"
"What if the thirteenth city gate division can't keep it?" Yan Bingyun said with a slight mockery: "As for the method of cultivating cronies in the court, you and I are not the opponents of those older generations. There must be someone."
Fan Xian laughed at himself, stood up, and patted Yan Bingyun's shoulder: "Even if you can't stop the Qin family's army from entering the capital, at least you can always tell when the Qin family will arrive, how many people will arrive, and how they will arrive. Check properly."
Yan Bingyun's shoulders were cold, and he looked at Fan Xian with slightly startled eyes.
Fan Xian looked at him calmly: "You said that the older generation likes to play this kind of drama of betrayal and death... I know that there are people under the old cripple... who are going to play the death of old Qin's family."
Yan Bingyun smiled wryly.
"If I'm not wrong, your father is the chess piece that the dean has buried with Mr. Qin for decades." Fan Xian said with a smile: "In this way, what the Qin family's army will do is up to you and me." Under control, it should be feasible to strive for a perfect time difference."
Yan Bingyun sighed, saluted, and left the Sun residence in silence.
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After Yan Bingyun left, Fan Xian began to sit in Miss Sun Yaner's boudoir and wrung his fingers. He was not counting how much money he had earned after his rebirth, but was counting the time and the power he could control in his hands, and what would happen in the capital. After all, he still had to admit that if the army of Qin Ye's family entered Beijing, he would still have to fight guerrillas.
Therefore, before the army entered the capital, he had to launch a thunderous blow against the forces in the palace. Wan'er, Ning Cairen, Yigui Concubine, and the third child who didn't know how he was feeling were the few people he had to rescue.
As long as these people were rescued, he wouldn't be afraid of anything—wielding a heavy sniper to fight a guerrilla, Fan Xian couldn't imagine that anyone could do anything to him.
It's just that he still feels a little aggrieved, at least he can't have a head-on battlefield confrontation with the eldest princess, so he has no choice but to choose to retreat with one blow. Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that if His Majesty knew that the Qing Dynasty had fallen into such a situation today, would he regret that he was strictly forbidden to have any contact with the military back then
There are seven elite soldiers in the world, but none of them can be used by him, Fan Xian smiled wryly and was speechless.
However, Fan Xian was still full of confidence. He stood up, walked to the window and glanced at the gradually extinguished lights, his face was calm, and he began to have some optimistic judgments on this matter in his heart, and his confidence in certain elders also increased. More and more enough.
"Miss Fan." Seeing Yan Bingyun leaving, the Miss Sun family who had been sitting quietly in her room came out slowly. At this time, she was no longer as excited and frightened as before. She was somewhat reserved and introverted, and it was only the occasional winks at Fan Xian that revealed the complicated emotions in her heart.
"Just call me safe." Fan Xian saluted very gently.
Sun Yan'er was filled with emotions, and also vaguely guessed what Master Xiao Fan was discussing with the famous Young Master Xiaoyan, he couldn't help being a little scared, and also a little excited because he thought he could help Master Xiao Fan. She lowered her head and said softly: "Master Fan, I'm just a daughter, I don't know what happened in the court, but I..."
She raised her face and looked at Fan Xian bravely: "But I believe in you, so if you need me to do anything, please speak up."
Fan Xian was silent for a moment, then showed his face with a smile: "The imperial court is now in the power of traitors. There is no ruler, ministers or ministers, sons and sons, and the country will not be a country. I have thrown away my flesh and blood, and I will try to get rid of those who are on the dragon chair in the palace. The traitor and villain pulled down from the horse. If the girl is willing to help me, you don't need to do anything, just keep me and stay here for a few days."
Sun Yan'er was slightly surprised, she didn't expect Master Xiao Fan to ask so little, she was faintly disappointed, she pursed her lips, and bravely said: "My lord, my father should help you."
Fan Xian smiled and didn't explain anything. In fact, having the Sun Mansion as the center has already helped him a lot. At least from now on, he can easily contact his subordinates in the capital through Yan Bingyun. The whole plan started from this young lady's boudoir.
"If there is a chance, I really need Miss to introduce your father. There are many things that still need Mr. Sun's help." Fan Xian didn't dare to trust a girl's family completely. He could tell the mighty governor of Kyoto to change his position, but with Sun Yaner as a bridge However, when the timing changes and Fan Xian has the upper hand, Mr. Sun might not be able to do something to make things better, and Fan Xian will not refuse.
Sun Yan'er's face became more and more ashamed, and after a while, she bit her lower lip and said: "Actually... Mao'er is really unfilial, so I dare to ask Mr. Fan... and please be more tolerant to my father."
Lord Sun captured Fan Xian at the Queen Mother's order, but Sun Yaner hid him in her boudoir. Once Fan Xian really turned around in the future, who knows how he will deal with the people who have hurt him? Sun Yan'er knew in her heart how bloody the struggle for imperial power was, and her impulsive actions would probably harm her father a lot in the future, that's why she said she was unfilial.
Fan Xian sighed, looked at the weak girl's house with pity, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and comforted him: "Don't worry, girl, if the court's justice is corrected, I will guarantee it... At least your father's life will be safe. If he is willing to repent, then he is a hero."
Obtaining his promise, Sun Yan'er happily wiped away the newly shed tears, never thinking about whether the politician's promise would count, and said to Fan Xian deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Fan."
"I should thank the girl." Fan Xian solemnly bowed to Sun Yan'er, and said gently: "Although An Zhi is not a good person, he is not a person who is easy to kill. Regarding the matter in the capital, An Zhi also hopes that the Queen Mother can do it. Seeing the truth clearly, it should be resolved peacefully, without bloodshed."
The two bowed to each other, as if they were praying to the sky and the earth, and felt that something was wrong, and stood up slowly, Fan Xian turned around and looked at the lonely sky outside the window, Yin Liyue, laughing at himself, thinking to himself, how can such a quiet night be a murderous day
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There are some mysterious shadows passing outside the Prince and Prince's Mansion, but the guards in charge of guarding the Palace will not even look at them, because they know that those are spies from the inner court, and there may be some eyeliners from the Privy Council, but everyone knows Knowing each other's existence, no one will take the lead in provoking anything.
The prince is now in charge of the imperial army, as long as the military power is not cut for a day, all forces in the capital must maintain the highest respect and flattery for this palace.
Ever since the news of His Majesty's assassination came out, the Empress Dowager closed the palace gates and ordered to suppress all parties who were ready to move, the He Prince's Mansion has become the focus of all major forces in Kyoto. And the First Prince's protection of the servants of the concubine's family in the mansion is even more strict to a jaw-dropping level.
After all, he was the commander-in-chief of the Western Expeditionary Army back then. At this juncture, he showed his ruthlessness and mobilized a team of 500 forbidden troops to surround his palace. Whatever happens in the palace, the eldest prince's cronies can also maintain the safety of the palace until the last moment.
As for whether it fits the style or violates the Qing law, no one dares to say anything more, because the most army in Beijing is in the hands of the eldest prince, and no one will dare to do it if he wants to do it—with the acquiescence of the empress dowager .
And those civil servants who have enough courage to speak... have been arrested and sent to the big prison in the Tai Chi Hall today.
The Qing Kingdom has no ruler now, so whoever has the most soldiers will have the loudest voice.
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He and the second housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion came out from the door compartment next to the gate, said something to the guards in a low voice, as if expressing condolences, and then walked out of the guards, and arranged a carriage behind the mansion .
Amidst the sound of horseshoes, a carriage painted with the mark of the palace came out of the darkness and stopped in front of the stone steps of the palace. The imperial guards guarding around the palace turned their gazes over, but they didn't respond.
Today's Kyoto naturally enforces a very strict curfew. Except for those forces hunting Fan Xian in various places, the streets are basically empty. According to theory, no one is allowed to travel late at night. But at this time it was the Second Steward of the First Prince's Mansion who was about to get into the carriage, and the imperial guards naturally pretended not to see it.
The second steward greeted the military academy officer gently, stood on the stone steps, squinted his eyes and looked into the darkness of the streets and alleys, knowing how many people were watching his whereabouts in the darkness, but He wasn't worried about anything, he was going to meet the counselor at the eldest princess's mansion to arrange the next actions of both parties.
Yes, this second housekeeper was the head of the secret agent sent by the Northern Qi Emperor to Kyoto, who secretly sold Fan Xian's whereabouts in Yangcong Alley to the eldest princess without telling the princess.
The brows of the second housekeeper gradually relaxed. He was responsible for the emperor's order, so he didn't take the princess's anger seriously. In the stagnant palace, it is impossible to know what happened in the palace. Fan Xian was betrayed by someone in his own palace.
He smiled and walked down the steps, ready to board the carriage.
With a steady right hand, he slowly lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the pupils of the second housekeeper shrank nervously, because in the carriage that should be empty, there were actually a few men in black looking at him indifferently!
Then the second butler felt a bone-chilling chill, following several holes in his body, and invaded his brain. After the chill, there was endless pain.
He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't yell out a word, he could only gasp for breath with difficulty, lowered his head, and finally saw clearly the three iron rods that suddenly appeared on his body!
The cold iron rod pierced his body mercilessly, stringing him up like an innocent chick waiting to be slaughtered, and the warm blood flowed out along the bleeding groove on the iron rod.
"Five places!"
At the moment before his death, the second steward finally recognized the identity of the assassin, knowing that the opponents were his famous colleagues in the south, so he accepted his fate in despair.
He betrayed Fan Xian, so he should have known that he would face endless attacks from the Overwatch Council, but he never imagined that in just a few hours, the Overwatch Council, which was like a mess of sand, would regain its powerful mobility.
Before he had time to think, the second butler weakly grasped the iron rod on his chest with both hands, slumped down under the carriage, and fell to the ground with a slap, bleeding profusely, lifeless.
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The first to discover the assassination incident at the gate of the palace was of course the guards of the palace who were close at hand. However, they were shocked by the bloody scene and did not react for a while. , was stabbed to death by three iron rods, and fell into a pool of blood, twitching non-stop.
And the carriage started to move in an extremely fast time, ran over the body of the second butler, and rushed towards the night.
The spies who watched this scene in those dark corners couldn't help being stunned. They never thought that someone could stab to death that man who looked like a housekeeper at the gate of the heavily guarded Prince He's Mansion. I don't know how those people hid in the palace's own carriage, and they didn't show a trace.
Naturally, these spies would not rush to round up the assassins in the carriage, but opened their eyes excitedly, watching this good scene, and guessing who made the move first, and what should they return to their master after going back later .
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"kill!"
The guards deployed outside the palace for control and defense were stunned for a moment, then reacted as quickly as possible, shouted in unison, and charged at the carriage with long spears in their hands.
There were several clicks, and the horse pulling the horse screamed, and it was slaughtered and knocked to the ground. The lethality of the imperial army's siege was really terrifying. The spears were fired, the horse fell to the ground, and a cloud of dust was thrown up, and the carriage was also stopped in the street.
But at this time, the encirclement was not completed after all, and there was a gap left in the direction of the street intersection. The carriage smashed into countless pieces, and then a large amount of thick smoke was blown out from the carriage. The smoke should contain poisonous gas. He pushed back the guards around him a little, and coughed repeatedly.
The three and five assassins in the car turned into three black shadows, and under the cover of the poisonous smoke, they rushed out of the gap and disappeared into the dark night of Kyoto before the imperial guards surrounded them.
Only a gloomy and cold announcement was left behind.
"This is the fate of betraying Lord Fan!"
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At the gate of the palace, the poisonous smoke cleared away, the butler died, and the imperial guards were treated for poisoning. There was a sad and tense scene, and everyone's heart was still echoing the last words left by the assassin—yes, except for those terrible people in the Overwatch Council. Whoever has the ability, who has the guts, dares to assassinate at the main entrance of Prince He's Mansion!
After his Majesty left, Dean Chen was poisoned by the master of Dongyi City, and Fan Tisi became a criminal arrested by the imperial court. In just one day, the Overwatch Council, which used to have a gloomy name that shocked the world, suddenly became a mess. , completely lost that magic.
And this insidious and brave assassination, and that announcement, finally told all the forces in the capital once again—Master Xiao Fan is still alive! The Overwatch Council is still here!
Those who betrayed him, those who tried to kill him, will slowly receive endless revenge from the Overwatch Council. How long will those murders and venom immersed in darkness soak this city? How many people will die
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The chaos, panic and fear outside the palace did not completely pass into the palace, and the palace guarded by heavy soldiers seemed extraordinarily calm. With an indifferent face, the princess sat in the slightly cool pavilion, staring out of the window with some ecstasy in her eyes, and said slowly, "Is this warning me?"
"No." Yan Bingyun stood up slowly, and said calmly, "This is the sincerity and message from Mr. Tisi."
The princess turned her head and looked seriously into his eyes.
Yan Bingyun was unmoved, and said calmly: "The princess is a princess, not the eldest princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty. For a person like the second housekeeper, no matter how many people die, I think you won't feel bad."
The concubine's heart skipped a beat, and she knew that what the other party said made sense. Since she had married into the Qing country, according to Fan Xian's reminder in Yangonion Alley, she was already from the Qing country. It won't do any good either.
"The message Mr. Tisi wants to convey is very clear." Yan Bingyun said calmly: "The people who died tonight will gradually confirm this point—he has regained control of the Overwatch Council."
The princess was silent for a while, and said: "I am very willing to cooperate with Master Xiao Fan." She suddenly smiled slightly: "Of course, in addition to thanking Master Xiao Fan for killing and determined, I must also express my admiration, it is really good to kill."
Everything is understood without words, and the shout at the gate of the palace will confuse many people.
The concubine suddenly spoke solemnly: "But assassination is never the right way to solve the problem. I hope Lord Yan will be cautious."
She knew very well that Fan Xian was still being hunted, and that the Overwatch Council's power could be gathered, and it could dissipate the chilly power in such a short time in the middle of the night, all because of the ability of the official in front of him. The policy of assassinating Liwei may have been decided by Fan Xian, but the specific executor is the one in front of him.
Yan Bingyun said softly: "The people in the courtyard have already dispersed, our advantage is being in the dark."
He bowed to the princess, and said slowly: "In the words of Mr. Tisi, we don't use our swords, we only kill people. As for the specific consequences and how the queen mother will react, this is a question that Mr. Tisi needs to consider."
"How many people will die tonight?" Wang Hao asked worriedly. If Fan Xian really set off a bloody storm in the capital, wouldn't he really be worried that the Queen Mother would use iron and blood to repay it? What about those people in the palace
Yan Bingyun paused slightly, the indifference between his brows gradually turned into coldness, and he said, "A commander of the Thirteenth City Gate Division should be dead, and a servant of the Ministry of Punishment should also be dead. The princess doesn't need to worry. There are always many people who should die in a turmoil." (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original version!)