It was still daylight, and a group of people from the capital got up to wash up. Fan Xian brought all the people in the courtyard this time, except for Mu Fenger who is now in charge of the Qinian team, the rest of the people are composed of members of the second and sixth divisions, half The career of the Overwatch Council under militarized management made these people calm and silent. They only heard the sound of water and the creaking of doors, but there was no conversation.
The nearly 20 li road from the post station to Dingzhou City, galloping on the eight-horse wide official road did not take much time, and today there is no need to spare horsepower, so when the pedestrians came to the lower east gate of Dingzhou City, the sun The rise is not very high, and there is a tinge of cold amidst the warmth, but the vegetable farmers queuing up to enter the city and the business travelers from the hinterland of the Central Plains have already formed a long line.
Autumn was not yet strong in Kyoto, and the soldiers in the border city had already started to wear armor padded with cotton. Fan Xian glanced at it unobtrusively, and then signaled Mu Feng'er to prepare the paperwork for customs clearance.
When he came to Dingzhou this time, Fan Xian was not prepared to show off the imperial guard of honor from the very beginning. Of course, with just a dozen or so people, even if he wanted to, he couldn't show it. This group of people pretended to be Jiangnan businessmen, holding in their hands the road tea deeds issued by the Ministry of Households and the Internal Treasury Transit Department. The reason for such a disguise is not that the imperial court has any doubts about the interior of Dingzhou City, but that Fan Xian wants to meet with someone in private, and in order to ensure the safety of that person, it is best not to go through the imperial court's channels, but to meet in private. Nice meeting.
After all, now that the Hu people have suddenly opened their eyes, His Majesty the Emperor and Fan Xian both suspect that there is a capable person in the West Hu who is in charge, so who knows if there are any spies planted by the Hu people in the military and government government of Dingzhou City
The sergeants of the East Gate did their inspection work meticulously. Fan Xian didn't line up, but stood by the line and watched coldly, nodding secretly. The Ye family has been operating in the West Frontier for decades, but they still haven't slackened in the slightest. No wonder His Majesty appreciates it so much.
The postman at the post station wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and followed behind Fan Xian, his heart pounding. He also changed into a businessman's attire at this time, and his face was manipulated by Overwatch Council officials, making him look even more wretched. But he didn't understand in his heart why the noble man in front of him brought him into the city, and why he had to dress like this.
Fan Xian and his party were soon lined up. Fan Xian noticed that although the soldiers of the Dingzhou Army were strictly inspected, they did not take the opportunity to collect oil and water benefits, and they did not deliberately keep merchants and vegetable farmers from all sides. The speed was extremely fast. .
Mu Feng'er handed over the prepared customs clearance documents, road slips, and tea deeds. The school officer was slightly taken aback and frowned, as if feeling a little strange.
Fan Xian squinted at the side, not knowing what went wrong, but he didn't panic in his heart. Anyway, in the afternoon, he was going to the Governor's Mansion on Xiliang Road to reveal his identity. There shouldn't be any misunderstanding between the two sides.
The school officer's surprise was not that there was anything wrong with these documents, but that these documents looked too beautiful, especially the issuance of seals and signatures... they were actually the top hurdles in each yamen. Yes, otherwise, how could those officials and lords in the imperial court personally review these documents.
Fan Xian and his party did not expect that this point attracted the attention of others. It was extremely simple for the Overwatch Council to make these documents, but recently they were under the watchful eye of the Procuratorate, so these documents simply went to various ministries to find the real ones. But... If it's too real, it's too eye-catching. If Wang Qinian was still in charge of all the details around Fan Xian at this time, he probably wouldn't have made such a mistake.
The school official gave Mu Feng'er a cold look, and then subconsciously looked at Fan Xian, knowing that this handsome young man full of dignity was the leader of the caravan.
Fan Xian didn't look back at him, he was looking at the Dingzhou city wall with great interest at this moment, thinking to himself, Dingzhou city is surrounded by plains or deserts, where did these big stones come from? Is loess stuck between stones? Can this also build a city wall
The school officer frowned, but subconsciously he didn't want to provoke the young man with his eyes above the top, so he nodded and let him go. He just watched the businessman enter the city, called a subordinate, and whispered a few words.
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Fan Xian didn't know that when he admired the city wall, he would give the soldiers of the state army the impression that their eyes were above the top. He really likes to see everything in this world with his own eyes. After all, he is a rare second life, so he always has a very strong desire to explore the beauty, history or existence around his life.
He has seen the centuries-old ancient city walls of Shangjing, and is even more familiar with the heavily fortified city walls of Kyoto. It is rare to come to Dingzhou, the westernmost city of the empire, today. Of course, he is more curious, and he still regrets in his heart. When will I have a chance to see the legendary real largest city in the world - Dongyi City.
Yi Cheng, who had been following into the city with a sad face, gradually understood why Danbo Gong brought his little character into the city. It turned out that the little prince was going to go shopping, and the streets in Dingzhou City were in a mess, with various squares intersecting in a mess. If there is no local person to lead the way, there are many places without names, and it is really impossible to find them.
What made him feel a little headache was that this noble young man seemed to be in such a remote place for the first time, and he was actually interested in everything. The barbarians' utensils transported from the barbarian tribe at Xichihezi attracted his attention for a long time.
In about half a day, Fan Xian and his party took a thorough tour around the Dingzhou Trading Square, which perfectly fulfilled the initiative that a caravan should show.
Under a wall of earth, Fan Xian squinted his eyes, looked at the towers of Dingzhou Xiongcheng in the distance, and asked in a low voice, "Has the news been sent?"
Mu Feng'er carefully looked around, nodded, and said: "According to the agreement between the two parties, it has already been sent, but we came two days early, and we are afraid that the other party has not entered the city yet."
Fan Xian thought for a while and said, "You have to come two days earlier. There is no way to block the news that I am leaving Beijing. Hongcheng must know that I am coming. If this kid drags me back, he must be drunk. There is no time left." To do business, besides, in the camp and the governor's mansion, who knows if there are any spies of barbarians."
Mu Feng'er glanced at Yi Cheng who was nervous at the back of the team, and said, "If it wasn't for being unfamiliar with the terrain, I really shouldn't ask this person to lead the way. I don't know how to deal with it for a while."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "It's not a major matter of beheading, we just want to ensure the safety of the other party, so we have to be so careful. As for that postman, when he leaves another day, just send him two beauties."
Having said that, Fan Xian also felt a little regretful, because His Majesty has always strictly prohibited the Overwatch Council from penetrating too deeply into the military, so no matter whether it is in charge of the fourth branch of the various departments or the second branch of intelligence collection, the Overwatch Council is not very effective in Dingzhou. people.
Of course, the Overwatch Council must have nails buried in Dingzhou, but Fan Xian thought that the interior of Dingzhou City was extremely safe, so he refused to use these nails, lest the military and government officials feel unhappy afterwards, and the lower-level officials of the Overwatch Council would suffer.
The group parked the carriage in a shady place and waited silently for the sun to move slowly. For lunch, they casually bought some biscuits and ate them with water. Fan Xian was no exception. Every time he acted, his demeanor It would always bring the hearts of the subordinates of the Overwatch Council a little closer, but the postman was amazed secretly when he saw the young man struggling to eat the biscuits.
When the shadow of the earthen wall behind the carriage gradually elongated, one of Fan Xian's subordinates came back humming a little tune, and he was still holding the special products of Hubu that he had bought along the way. It seemed that he was very careful along the way. After the carriage, he threw these things back onto the carriage, and said something to Fan Xian in a low voice.
Fan Xian raised his head, glanced at Mu Feng'er, and said with a smile, "It seems that the other party is more anxious than us, so let's go see her."
Mu Feng'er thought for a while, this should not be a conspiracy, after all, Dingzhou City is the world of Daqing, no one has the courage to do something to trap the Overwatch Council, so she nodded, went to stop the post Cheng.
Leaving the convoy, Fan Xian, Mu Feng'er, and the postman, there were only three of them. They passed through the earthen wall and walked through the bustling market, like a businessman who came to the mainland for the first time, walking curiously. I don't know how long. Finally arrived at a mutton shop.
Fan Xian saw that the shop had no signboard, couldn't help but smiled and said, "Damn, this place is really hard to find." He patted the postman on the shoulder: "It seems that you can do it, even these places I know too."
Yi Cheng only felt soft all over his body, and thought to himself that this shoulder was patted by the young master. It seems that he has been reluctant to take a bath for half a month... No, I only wash it once a month, it should be half a month. Looking for a woman, not looking for a woman, it seems a bit uneconomical...
Just as the postman was thinking wildly, Mu Feng'er had already walked into the mutton shop first, walked sideways through the inner door of the earthen house, covered his nose, walked into the inner room, and sat down in the seat that he had made an appointment with that person in advance. On the mat.
There are four mats in the inner door of this shop, and there are small tables on the mats, which are used to provide meat, wine and drinks to the guests. The mats are separated by thin cloth, but the sound cannot be separated, which is barely a meaning.
Fan Xian sat in the innermost place, and Yi Cheng only dared to sit half of his buttocks in the outer room. He kept muttering in his heart. He didn't know why this noble person had to find this very inconspicuous shop, and who was he here to see?
Then he panickedly took the bowl of wine handed over by the young man, took a sip cautiously, and then fell into a deep sleep.
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After eating a few pieces of mutton and drinking two bowls of strong wine, Fan Xian's eyes became brighter and brighter. He glanced at the thin cloth curtain beside him and winked at Mu Feng'er.
Mu Feng'er thought for a while, picked up the wine bowl, got up and raised the curtain, and went to the mat on the other side. With the curtains together, Fan Xian's eyes were extremely sharp, and he saw that the man was about forty or fifty years old, but his face was dark. After all, he was a barbarian, so he couldn't see clearly.
At this time the sun was in the sky and the sky was gradually rising, but the earthen house was still quiet. It was not the right time to drink, so the shop was extraordinarily quiet, only Fan Xian and his party and that mysterious barbarian.
I don't know what Mu Feng'er said to that barbarian over there. After a long time, the curtain was pulled open, and Mu Feng'er nodded to Fan Xian to confirm the identity of the other party.
Fan Xian turned half sideways, staring at the calm-faced barbarian, and found that the other man was holding the wine bowl steadily in his palm, and there was no change in his pupils, so he said slowly:
"The number one master under King Zuoxian's tent, why change his face and be so sneaky?"
The barbarian put down his wine bowl and glanced at Fan Xian, as if he wanted to know the true identity of this young man. This glance was like lightning, piercing and terrifying.
However, Fan Xian's expression was indifferent, without any reaction.
This barbarian raised his brows slightly, as if he didn't expect that a random official from the Qing Kingdom Supervisory Council would have such unfathomable power and strength.
"That's right, I'm Hu Ge." The Hu man, who seemed to be in his 40s or 50s, stared at Fan Xian's face with falcon-like eyes, "He said you are the leader, so I'll talk to you."
Fan Xian smiled, raised the wine bowl in his hand, and said, "I don't have much to know."
"I must first confirm the safety of the princess." Hu Ge, the number one master under the tent of the Xihu Zuoxian King, is famous in the west, and won the awe of the Hu people. Awkward, a bit weaker for no reason.
Fan Xian reached into his bosom, took out a jade hook and handed it over. After Hu Ge took the jade hook, his brows were deeply furrowed, as if he had fallen into some kind of contemplation. Fan Xian didn't disturb his memories, but just watched the scene quietly.
The Overwatch Council took the bait with the number one expert under Zuo Xianwang's tent, not because of Fan Xian's extraordinary ability, but because the other party took the initiative to come to him through a very troublesome way. The Overwatch Council's usual way of responding to this kind of person who came to him on his own initiative was - not to take the initiative, not to promise, not to be responsible.
It wasn't until the other party gave the Overwatch Council some very usable information that the Overwatch Council began to follow up on this route. Besides Fan Xian himself, there was no other person who could follow up on this route, because the reason for the relationship between Hu Ge and the Overwatch Council was Ma Suosuo.
Ma Suosuo is still favored by Prince Jinwu, but in terms of belonging, she is still Fan Xian's. This princess of the Hu tribe is a female prisoner, but she is not a female prisoner, because her tribe was planning to surrender to the First Prince's troops back then, but it was revealed before the matter was completed, and the entire tribe was massacred by the Xihu king's tent Clean, the remaining clansmen were only scattered in the Western Regions, each defecting to the nobles.
And this Hu Ge was a warrior who went out from this small tribe back then, but before he had time to reveal his identity and win glory for the tribe, he had already received the tragic news that the tribe was slaughtered.
After confirming Hu Ge's identity from Ma Suosuo, Fan Xian began to strengthen his secret connection with Hu Ge.
Ma Suosuo not only knew Hu Ge, the two were even very good friends when they were young. In the words of the Central Plains people, they were the so-called childhood sweethearts. So Fan Xian looked at the other person's old face at this time, and murmured in his heart, could it be that the barbarians are so easy to look old because they are exposed to the sun every day
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Hu Ge put the jade hook in his arms very carefully, looked at Fan Xian and said, "I really want to avenge the clan, but don't forget, I am also a Hu, so there are some things I can say, and some things I can't say... You Qing people are too insidious and cunning, I can't believe it."
Fan Xian understood this point, if he wanted the other party to lead the way for the Qing army, and raided the Xihu king's tent thousands of miles away, no one in the court would dare to believe him, not to mention whether the other party was willing or not. He bowed his head and thought for a while and said: "I don't need you to do anything, on the contrary, I can support you in what you do. I heard that King Zuoxian is not in a good situation now. If you can help him gain a firm foothold, I think your own Power will also rise."
Before the Hu clan master could speak, Fan Xian waved his hand bluntly and said, "I will give you support, and I don't ask much. First, you must do everything possible to stop the big offensive next spring, even if you stop it No, I also need your information... Don't worry, we Qing people are straightforward, we will not launch any ambushes, we just want to put on a front and intimidate each other, this time difference, you should know how to arrange it."
Hu Ge frowned, and said, "It's just that even King Zuo Xian doesn't have the strength to speak now, let alone me."
"That's your problem. Since it's cooperation, you have to show some sincerity." Fan Xian looked at him and said calmly, "I won't treat you badly either. You have to convince those people, of course you can't just rely on fists."
"All nobles in the world are the same. They all like gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin."
Hu Ge glanced at the young official opposite.
"I'll give you as much as you need to bribe." Fan Xian's tone was very ordinary, but he showed strong confidence, "And you want to revive the tribe, and you need a lot of money if you think about it. In fact, it's very easy to make a deal with me." Simple, I just need to ask you a word."
"Do you want to get rich?"
Fan Xian once asked this sentence to some people, such as Master Shen Shen, the former commander of Jinyiwei in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Master Shen didn't want to make a fortune with Fan Xian, but wanted to make a fortune by himself, so he died. Then Fan Xian asked the uncle of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Changning Hou Ye, and this Hou Ye was willing to make a fortune with Fan Xian, so not only did his family get rich, Wei Hua also became a high official.
History has long proved that those who cooperate with Fan Xian are always very happy.
But Hu Ge didn't know the real identity of the other party, and said in a cold voice: "Everyone likes gold and silver, but your words make people unbelievable... so much silver, even goods that silver can't buy, you just say, Just let me promise... don't lie to me, although our son on the grassland has a straightforward temperament, he is not a fool."
Fan Xian's words do sound like lies. There are many king's tents on the grassland, and there are countless nobles, and these nobles are all greedy. If you want to satisfy their appetite, unless there is strong support from the Qing Dynasty court, and a small inspector How could a young official in the hospital be able to do this.
"I can give you a good knife produced in the inner warehouse." Fan Xian did not go to accept his words, and said indifferently: "But the quantity is limited. After all, I don't want the knife given to you to cut off the necks of my people in Daqing in the future."
Fan Xian did not answer Hu Ge's doubts, but Hu Ge felt even more uneasy. He stared at this young and handsome face, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
Fan Xian glanced at him and said, "I am Fan Xian."
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With a crisp sound, Hu Ge's back slammed into the earthen wall, and he pulled out the scimitar at his waist extremely quickly, and pointed it at Fan Xian. The ashes on the earthen wall fell down, staining Food and drinks on the table.
Hu Ge looked at Fan Xian vigilantly, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
Fan Xian lowered his head and tapped his fingers on the table. He didn't think of his real identity, and he actually scared the other person into such a state. Fortunately, this person is also known as the number one master under Zuo Xianwang's account.
How did he know that the name of Fan Tisi of the Qing State Supervisory Council had already been heard all over the world, as far away as the place where the barbarians lived, but in the hearts of the people of the Qing State, Mr. Fan was dazzling, but in the eyes of the enemies of the Qing State. , this legendary young man is really the first target of prevention.
Of course, until now, the Hu people have not suffered from Fan Xian, but they have suffered from many losses from Chen Pingping, so they have countless fears and vigilances about Chen Pingping's successor. After Fan Xian claimed his identity, Hu Ge's first thought was that today's meeting was a trap, and his second thought was that if this wasn't a trap, then this transaction would also trap Hu people in the future. The land of eternal doom.
"Don't be so afraid." Fan Xian raised his head and said slowly, "Yes, I am the head of the Overwatch Council, but don't worry, I am also a good businessman. Neiku, if you don’t believe my credit, you can send someone to the Central Plains to investigate.”
"I'm not afraid." Hu Ge had already calmed down, his eyes revealed a wolf-like savagery, staring at Fan Xian and said word by word: "I just didn't expect that a person of your status would condescend to come to see you." I am so brave."
"This is my world in Daqing. This is in Dingzhou City. I don't think there is anything special about my courage." Fan Xian looked at him and said, "Even you, a barbarian, dare to come to see me. Why don't I dare to see you?" you?"
"You don't know how much your head is worth." Hu Ge said, "Aren't you afraid that I will set up a trap here to kill you?"
Fan Xian glanced at him mockingly, wiped the meat oil on the curtain beside him, and said, "The front and back of this shop are all your people, if I'm afraid you'll set up a trap, why would I still leave?" Come in and sit and drink?"
"Besides, do you think that you, the so-called number one expert under King Zuo Xian, can kill me?" Fan Xian frowned, as if he was looking at a very naive child, "You have a very long name." , it’s just that he’s not so courageous.”
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Qing Guo, the strongest master of the young generation, has already branded himself in the hearts of all warriors. Hu Ge really did not have the guts to make such a dangerous attempt.
Fan Xian stood up, stared into his eyes, and said, "I don't care what you're thinking, but if I make a condition, I will know that person's name."
This was the piece of information that the Overwatch Council was most concerned about during the three months of tentative contact with the other party. Because the person hidden in the barbarian king's tent was really buried extremely deep, and it had brought great harm to the Qing Kingdom. The Overwatch Council and the Privy Council tried everything, but they still couldn't find out who that person was.
Even the two courts didn't know whether there was such a terrifying military adviser in the Hu tribe, or whether it was the two virtuous kings and Shan Yu who suddenly became enlightened.
But Fan Xian didn't think so, and neither did His Majesty the Qing Emperor. The father and son had very similar judgments. The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Xihu's changes must have been influenced by outsiders. They concluded that that person must exist.
This was the most important purpose of Fan Xian's trip to Dingzhou City, he wanted to dig out that person.
Hu Ge is the highest-ranking member of the Hu clan that the court of the Qing Dynasty can come into contact with. He has been urged for a long time. Hearing this, the complexion of this expert of the Hu clan changed. He knew that he would get some help from the Qing court How much help, and Suo Suo's current life and death are also under the control of the young man in front of him, so he doesn't have much choice.
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"I haven't seen that person, but there should be that person." Hu Ge put down the scimitar, and said, "King Zuo Xian probably hasn't seen him, but once after drinking, he mentioned a strange person angrily. The name... Songzhi Xianling.” (, If you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the original!)