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Regardless of whether Fan Xian was afraid or not, things had already happened. It's just that in the past few years, maybe the emperor didn't want to break with his most admired son because of this matter, or maybe the emperor only knew that Fan Xian entered the palace, but didn't think that the box was in Fan Xian's hands, so he kept silent. It seems that this is some kind of tacit agreement, not to pursue that matter, to express a father's connivance to his most beloved son.
Moreover, Fan Xian was indeed cruel enough to himself. Even when faced with desperate situations, he seldom used that big weapon. The only time he used it was in the uninhabited primeval forest and in the hidden compartment of the Hanguang Palace. The key is still there, making the emperor guess something wrong.
Fan Xian frowned and fell into deep thought. Thinking of those snow-like leaflets, and thinking of the day he entered the palace to eavesdrop on the conversation between the eldest princess and Zhuang Mohan, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he understood that the emperor must think that he was only targeting the eldest princess. , into the palace to eavesdrop on intelligence, not for that key.
But what about letters? Fan Xian still couldn't figure it out, and sat on the side of the couch tiredly, silent.
In fact, his fear of His Majesty the Emperor was not only because of the possibility of revealing the matter of the box, but also because of another source of confusion—this is a problem that Fan Xian is quite distressed at present, because no matter whether he accepts it or not, the Emperor will always be him. One of my favorite Lao Tzus, though certainly not the best one.
Yes, there are three fathers in Fan Xian's heart, among which Fan Shangshu is of course the dearest father, and Chen Pingping is regarded as a godfather, but the figure of the emperor... gradually invaded his mind.
Chen Pingping's words interrupted his contemplation: "If you say you won't enter the palace because you are afraid, then why don't you go back to the Overwatch Council or come to see me? Don't say it, you will be afraid of me too. "
Seeing the smiling face of the old cripple, Fan Xian sighed in his heart, wondering why he was afraid? I'm afraid that after seeing you, I can't help but ask some questions.
Although he was afraid, he still asked, because since he had the courage to come, he was naturally prepared, and he didn't want to be a poor springtail kept in the dark for the rest of his life.
"How did Yan Xiaoyi's personal army camp get to Dadongshan? Why didn't the Overwatch Council have any information? Why is the situation in the capital so dangerous? Why didn't there be any news about the change of officials on Dongshan Road? Why didn't you go back to the capital? The eldest princess and the queen mother tossed and tossed herself to death in the end?"
"This is a plan made by Your Majesty and me. Of course, we must keep it from the world." Chen Pingping glanced at him indifferently, and said, "If you don't show weakness first, how could these people jump out?"
Fan Xian shook his head: "Don't lie to me... I know you can definitely give His Majesty a good account afterwards, but only you and I know that these people were forced by us to oppose His Majesty... And you I understand in my heart that His Majesty seems to have achieved great success this time, but he is actually walking on the tightrope. If you are not careful, you will end up falling into the abyss. Since you knew it earlier, you must be able to make this situation better Some, so as not to let Kyoto fall into a situation of irreparable doom."
"Your Majesty trusts you, but that doesn't mean I trust you." Fan Xian stared at Chen Pingping's old face, and said in a low voice, "This is His Majesty's game, but you have been following his game, although you have only pushed a little bit." However, the danger faced by the Qing Kingdom has increased by ten times... or even a hundred times. Especially in the capital, even if the internal troubles are to be eliminated, it is impossible for so many people to die... No matter how cruel Your Majesty is, he must not I would like to see the end result."
"There are dogs in the world, who will chase them?" After a long silence, Chen Pingping said, "Of course, beating dogs means killing them all. I'm afraid your Majesty's heart will soften for a while... Does this explanation make sense?"
"It doesn't make sense." Fan Xian moved two parts in his direction, held his thin hand, and said in a deep voice, "Even if it makes sense in theory, His Majesty will feel uncomfortable, especially when you think about it later. There will be problems."
"What's the problem? This is His Majesty's plan, I... just an executor." Chen Pingping naturally took her hand out of Fan Xian's hand, and said indifferently: "Don't think too much, there is no Too many complicated things."
"No?" Fan Xian was filled with worry and anger, staring into his eyes and said, "Then tell me, why did you let the shadow assassinate you in the Hanging Temple?"
"Why is there an extra wound on the back of Mr. Qin's corpse!"
Chen Pingping raised her head slowly, frowned at Fan Xian and said, "Did you go to see the corpse?"
Fan Xian nodded, and said, "I know it was the shadow's attack..." After a pause, he said with a wry smile, "But since I saw it, naturally there is no such wound now."
"I didn't expect you to be so careful." Chen Pingping said, "I did instigate the shadow to act in the Hanging Temple. You can report me in front of His Majesty at this time... But you should know that the shadow has two mysterious identities. No one knows this except you and me, and neither does His Majesty."
Fan Xian said angrily: "Even so, you still refuse to say?"
"say what?"
"Why did Mr. Qin betray His Majesty?" This was what the eldest princess asked Fan Xian to ask Chen Pingping before she died. At this moment, he finally asked bravely.
"Betrayal never needs a reason." Chen Pingping was as cold and stern as ever.
"You let the shadow kill Qin Ye, are you afraid that I will learn something from him?"
Chen Pingping sneered, not bothering to answer his words at all, and waved to see the guests off. Fan Xian stared at him coldly, his eyes softened helplessly after a while, and he said in a begging tone: "I know you want to break up because you are afraid of dragging me down, but such a big matter...you have to think about it too." Own."
Chen Pingping's heart was tender, but there was no expression on her face, and she said, "You think too much."
Fan Xian was silent. Although Chen Pingping refused to admit it, he knew from the attitude of the other party that his guess must be right. The Qin family must have participated in the incident of the Taiping Bieyuan, and the reason for their betrayal was Because of his own rise.
What kind of person is Mr. Qin, although he is very old, but he knows well that if His Majesty really wants to use Fan Xian, he will have to clean up the things of the past - the Qin family will die, so the Qin family must die. Rebellion is the truth, but behind this truth, a bloody and gloomy fact is revealed.
Fan Xian stood up, looked at Chen Pingping and said after a long silence: "After all, it is my father and my mother. You have worked hard for so many years, so you should think more about yourself."
"I don't have a good life for a few years, you also said it." Chen Pingping laughed.
Fan Xian looked at him bitterly, and said, "No one can deal with him."
Chen Pingping was silent.
Fan Xian was about to leave, but suddenly said, "The box is in my hand."
Chen Pingping suddenly raised her head, but saw that the young man had walked out of the door very resolutely, she couldn't help shaking her head, thinking what if the box is in your hands? This matter can never drag you in.
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After an unknown amount of time, a middle-aged man in uniform walked into the wing where Chen Pingping was, and sat beside him, exactly where Fan Xian had been sitting before.
"No one can defeat Your Majesty." The middle-aged man said in a harmonious voice, "On this point, Anzhi and I have the same thoughts."
This middle-aged man was none other than Fan Xian's father, Secretary of the Household Department Fan Jian. I don't know when he came to Chen Yuan, let alone why he talked to Chen Pingping so calmly— According to the legend in the officialdom, Chen Pingping and Fan Jian had always been at odds with each other in the past ten years or so. It wasn't until Fan Xian entered Beijing that the relationship between the two parties gradually improved.
Chen Pingping closed her eyes and said calmly: "The box is in his hands, do you know?"
Fan Jian smiled slightly, and said, "This kid, he put the box under the bed and thought he could hide it from everyone in the world. It's really cute."
Chen Pingping opened her eyes and glanced at him, and said, "In your own house, don't you have the ability to help him keep the secret?"
"I still have this ability." Fan Jianping said peacefully: "Your Majesty put two nails in my house, one of them was discovered by An Zhizao, and the other died long ago. Anyway, this kind of nails don't cost money, and His Majesty will not." care."
"Don't you care? If you don't care, he won't bring all the tiger guards over to Dadongshan to sacrifice to heaven, and then give it to that lunatic Si Gujian to chop it up for fun."
Chen Pingping looked at him slightly sarcastically, and said: "You are a person who has only a small mind in your life. You put all your energy into those tiger guards. Now these tiger guards are dead. No matter how many people you hide inside, no one will be killed. Left... Your Majesty's move is really ruthless."
"Yeah, I don't have much strength anymore." Fan Jian said with a bitter smile, "So I had no choice but to resign and go home."
He looked at Chen Pingping and said with a sneer: "How can you be better than me? In the battle of Zhengyangmen, thousands of elites from your Overwatch Council died, and your Majesty will mix a few handfuls of sand in the next two years. Learn to grow old, what else can I do?"
Chen Pingping sneered, and said, "As long as Fan Xian is still alive, His Majesty will not put all his strength on the Overwatch Council. What am I worried about... But Lin Ruofu, the old fox, who endured it for so long, finally looked at the opportunity and took the man he was hiding in his hand." They were all handed over to his precious son-in-law, and in the end... I'm afraid he is vomiting blood in Wuzhou at this time."
Fan Jian also laughed and said: "Others thought that the officials of the Lin family followed An Zhili to resist the crown prince and would be rewarded heavily afterwards, but they never expected that His Majesty has been waiting to see this scene. Come out, even if it is difficult to do anything now, there is no possibility of them turning around in the future."
"The foreign enemy and the internal troubles have all been eliminated, and the arms of the three of us have been chopped off in half." Fan Jian sighed: "Your Majesty is really wise and powerful, with a peerless talent in his chest."
"It must be admitted, just like when we started following him many years ago." Chen Pingping closed her eyes and said slowly: "He was, is, and will be the most powerful person in the world."
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After a death-like silence, Fan Shangshu sighed and said, "I hid in Prince Jing's mansion in the capital because I wasn't worried about the situation in the capital. I knew that there was something wrong with the Ye family, but I didn't expect it... Your Majesty is actually a grand master."
"I guessed a little about His Majesty's unfathomable strength." Chen Pingping said indifferently, "It's just that I didn't expect that old monster Ye Liuyun to suddenly stand by His Majesty's side."
"The two of us only guessed one side of His Majesty, if..." Fan Shangshu suddenly stopped talking.
Knowing what the old comrade-in-arms was going to say, Chen Pingping said calmly: "No if, because after that incident, you never believed me, and I never believed you... But I never thought of the person who should be trusted the most, Is there something wrong?"
"Anzhi once said a word." Fan Shangshu said: "If you and I trust each other more, maybe things will be much easier... At that time, I knew that this son is great, we have kept it so strict, He can still guess it."
"He is the son of Xiao Yezi and His Majesty, of course he is remarkable." Chen Pingping frowned, in his heart, he still had the highest respect and admiration for His Majesty the Emperor.
"When did you guess that His Majesty is the Grand Master?" Fan Shangshu asked casually with a very light heart.
"It's been a few years." Chen Pingping's brows gradually relaxed, thinking of what happened back then. At that time, the Great Wei was still standing in the middle of the mainland, and the country was extremely powerful. When the Qing Kingdom first started the Northern Expedition, the war was extremely difficult, especially in one battle. , His Majesty the Emperor, who was still the prince at that time, was seriously injured, his whole body was stiff and unable to move, and he almost died.
This is one of Chen Pingping's most famous deeds. It is as famous as the surprise attack of thousands of miles and the capture of Xiao En at the price of a broken leg.
Fan Shangshu frowned and said, "What's the problem? We old guys always thought that it was after that serious injury that His Majesty lost his martial arts... He was a fierce general back then."
"That injury is a bit weird." Chen Pingping said slowly: "The whole body is stiff, it is definitely not caused by trauma, Ning Cairen and I took care of him all the way, of course it is clear that it should be a problem with the meridians, it seems that the meridians are all broken... I thought he I was doomed, and I cried several times, but who knew that I would come back to life in the end."
"I've never seen a person who can live with all the meridians cut off." Chen Pingping opened her eyes, looked at Fan Jian, and said slowly, "But I met a similar guy... your son."
"Fan Xian's meridians have also been greatly damaged by the incident of the Hanging Temple, but it is not as terrifying as His Majesty's back then, and he should have learned the skills of a bitter old bald man in Jiangnan, so it has gradually recovered." Chen Pingping said: "Your Majesty But without Fan Xian's good luck, he didn't learn from Tianyi, how did the injury heal?"
"You have spent less time with Your Majesty than I have these years." Chen Pingping continued: "No matter how forbearing Your Majesty is, there will always be some flaws in some details. Fei Jie reported Fan Xian's domineering skills from Danzhou, and said The serious consequences that this domineering true energy might cause reminded me of His Majesty who was so stiff and crippled back then."
"Xuankong Temple just wanted to force him to see what his hole cards are... It's a pity that Fan Xian blocked him."
Speaking of this, he glared at Fan Shangshu, because it was the father who asked his son to save him and make meritorious service, but missed Chen Pingping's plan.
"I understand all the questions, so I won't talk about it. You have to think about this matter." Fan Jian stood up freely and said, "I want to go back to Danzhou to take care of the elderly. If you are free, you can also come and see Look at me."
Chen Pingping remained silent, knowing what his old comrade-in-arms thought, no matter whether His Majesty was invincible or not, he was Fan Xian's biological father after all. No one knew that Fan Xian was a time traveler, with a unique attribute in his soul. The two elders just believed based on common sense that even if Fan Xian knew the truth, he would be in a dilemma.
The two of them didn't want Fan Xian to live under too much pressure, so they had to think through this matter.
Chen Pingping lightly rang the brass bell beside the table. After a crisp sound, the old servant who had served him for many years came in and carried him into the wheelchair.
"I'll see you off." Chen Pingping lowered her head and coughed hard, her sleeves were full of saliva, she calmed down after a while, and said with self-deprecation: "Now this body is getting worse and worse. It won't heal for a long time."
Fan Jian looked at him quietly, went out of the house without saying anything. The old servant followed behind with a wheelchair, and they didn't go far. In front of the construction site, the two stopped in a tacit understanding, looked at each other, and bowed to each other.
"I've already figured it out." Chen Pingping said to Fan Jian.
Fan Jian didn't answer immediately, but bowed his head and pondered for a moment, not sure if this sentence was true or not. He knew why Chen Pingping came to see him off, because many years ago, a group of them went to the coast of the East China Sea, gathered together in Taiping Courtyard, and created a great situation. However, as time went by, some people died , Some people have changed, some people want to resign - he resigned and returned to Danzhou, and only Chen Pingping was left in the capital to accompany His Majesty. Presumably he would also feel lonely.
Just as Fan Xian said, in the past ten years, he and Chen Pingping have been suspicious of each other, and their contacts have gradually decreased, but it cannot erase the friendship of comrades in arms back then.
The wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind. When it is time to leave the stage, he has to do so thoroughly. Lin Ruofu was not a member of the three-person group back then, so he did not do so thoroughly. Fan Shangshu would not make this mistake. His Majesty Before Tianwei, it seemed that people like myself had no good choice but to retire.
Before Fan Jian left, he frowned and asked the last sentence without avoiding the old servant: "Since you suspected me back then, why did Wu Zhu take him to Danzhou?"
Sitting in a wheelchair, Chen Pingping lowered her head for a moment, and slowly responded: "Because I know you have paid for it, so I want to continue to look into your heart."
A self-deprecating and sad smile appeared on Fan Jian's lips, he waved his hand and said nothing.
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Seeing Fan Jian's leaving figure, Chen Pingping leaned slightly on the wheelchair, subconsciously knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair with her fingers, sighed, and said softly: "Good to go, good to go..."
Immediately afterwards, the dark leader of the Qing Kingdom murmured to himself in a gloomy mood: "After all, he is his biological father. How can I have the heart to force him?"
The old servant pushed the wheelchair back silently, and heard the old headmaster say exhaustedly: "You said, why is it so difficult to die alone?"
Chen Pingping has done countless earth-shattering events and faced many dangers and hardships in her life, but she has never been so disappointed like today. Because the enemy he faced was undoubtedly the most powerful one he had ever met in his life. And that person couldn't find any weaknesses at all.
The old servant said in a hoarse voice: "You should not implicate the young master." He had already seen the heaviness in the master's heart, so he tried his best to relieve it.
"Even if His Majesty can find out something, I have almost killed Anzhi twice in the Xiaoxue Valley behind the Hanging Temple. Could this not break my relationship with him? Anzhi's luck has always been good, and His Majesty will definitely not suspect him." , That's all for this matter." Chen Pingping felt a little afraid of the cold, and pulled the blanket over her body.
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Fan Jian was about to leave, Chen Pingping gave up, and Fan Xian figured it out. The biggest problem in the world seemed to be solved. However, the three of them knew in their hearts that if there were no major fluctuations in the future, the pot of boiling oil would be safe. The ground is covered by the lid of the pot, but once something happens, the oil will pop out and burn everything clean—not to mention the boiling oil in the heart, which will make people sizzling and painful.
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