Shadow is more concerned about Si Gu Jian's life and death than anyone else, because he doesn't want Si Gu Jian to die in the hands of others, even the ruthless hands of God. Many years ago, there was a sudden chaos in Dongyi City. Sigu went mad with his sword and slaughtered all the elders and relatives of the family. Only the shadow, who was only sixteen years old at the time, escaped. The thought of revenge against his brother continued, gradually sank amidst the intense fear and anger, and became the shadow behind the two leaders of the Overwatch Council.
The reason why Si Gu Jian is called a big idiot is probably related to the bloody and insane way of slaughtering his own people.
About how Shadow escaped from Dongyi City, how he met Chen Pingping, and how he was accepted by Chen Pingping into the Overwatch Council, from then on he remained loyal and worked desperately, perhaps it was another very long story.
Fan Xian didn't know this very well, and he didn't want to ask too carefully, because everyone around him had their own stories, their own secrets, such as Jing Ge, such as Yan Jia, such as shadows—but he knew that shadows were hidden in The identity in the deepest part knows the deep blood feud between him and Si Gu Jian—just like treating other people around him, Fan Xian helps and supports each other with them, and walks in this difficult time in the world.
Fan Xian didn't look back, and said softly, "I know you've been wanting to ask him something, don't worry, you will be able to."
After a moment of silence, the shadow disappeared behind Fan Xian, without letting Shisanlang Wang and Ye Linger in the garden notice a trace.
After a moment of silence, Fan Xian walked towards the garden, and within a short while, he came between the silent couple. Wang Shisanlang looked up at him, feeling a little surprised. Nan Qingchao was currently engaged in the deadliest fight on Xiliang Road with the barbarians in the grassland and the support forces of Beiqi. I'm so busy with things, why do I have the leisure to go out to visit the garden at this time
Ye Linger was lowering her head to embroider on the taut embroidery frame. She had already sensed Fan Xian's arrival, and immediately jumped out of the quiet but peaceful but peaceful atmosphere before, with a slight resentment in her heart. , the already extremely slow needle drop speed has become even slower, not like embroidery, but rather like tickling the tight embroidery cloth with thin needle points.
Fan Xian stood between the two of them. Since they didn't speak, he couldn't find a reason to talk. With his hands behind his back, he put on an appearance of knowing everything by heart, looking at the lonely autumn trees outside the garden. Tip, pretending to be elegant.
Seeing his pretentious appearance, Wang Shisanlang didn't know if he had seen his thoughts that he had never uttered, his eyes were slightly confused. But Ye Linger took a look at him, then buried her head deeply, and bit her lower lip lightly.
When the heat was up, Fan Xian coughed twice, and said, "Princess, although the scenery in Qingzhou is pretty good, but I embroider in the garden every day, and there are courtyard walls blocking my eyes, so I can't see clearly, right?"
Hearing the word wangfei, Ye Linger thought that the villain Fan Xian was reminding herself of something, her face suddenly turned pale, and she didn't answer.
Wang Shisanlang remained silent, just like Ye Linger, he misunderstood Fan Xian's meaning, and thought to himself, although he didn't talk much with this Miss Ye family, he also knew that the other party was a woman with a refreshing temperament. , There is indeed a string in my heart that was pulled by the wind in Qingzhou, but... the other party is Princess Nanqing after all, and the difference in status is too far away.
Fan Xian sighed, turned to Wang Shisanlang and said, "Thirteen, although you are seriously injured and need someone to take care of you, after all, you have to be cautious, especially since Miss Ye is the concubine of King Qing. , There is no one else looking at each other in this garden, you two just sit facing each other like this, always think about how I will explain to the palace after I return to Beijing."
This made it clear. Thirteenth Wang was sighing to himself earlier, but his temperament was incomparably persistent despite his gentleness. He raised his eyebrows, looked at Fan Xian and said, "I'll leave the house immediately."
Ye Linger raised her head in astonishment, and stared fiercely at Fan Xian.
Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled gently, thinking to himself that this is the Thirteenth Wang worthy of his trust, ignoring Ye Linger's glaring eyes, flipped his palm over, and drew three circles in the air, Then he grabbed the embroidered cloth in front of Ye Linger, it was soft and windless, but extremely fast, it was the little trick he was famous for.
Ye Linger subconsciously squeezed her fingertips, and the embroidery needle pierced Fan Xian's wrist with the sound of piercing wind, at an extremely tricky angle.
These were also small tricks, but these tricks were originally taught to her by Fan Xian, so how could they prevent Fan Xian from seizing the cloth.
In a flash, Fan Xian snatched the embroidered cloth from her hand, floated to Wang Shisanlang, and said with a smile: "San Shisan, I'm just afraid that you will be fooled, our princess is not an embroiderer." Miss everyone."
Shisanlang Wang was slightly stunned, wondering why the chief commissioner would say this suddenly, and then saw Fan Xian put the embroidered cloth in front of his eyes, and saw... half of... water embroidered on the embroidered cloth Duck
Ye Ling'er embroidered for seven days in the garden, where Wang Shisanlang could see, but in the end... only half a water duck was embroidered
Thirteenth Wang immediately understood what the misunderstanding Fan Xian was talking about, and couldn't help but smile. On the other hand, Fan Xian laughed loudly and said, "The joy of men and women is a matter of course. No one can stop you, but you have to think carefully."
Ye Ling'er got up abruptly, trembling with anger, looked at Fan Xian angrily, but was too embarrassed to say a word, her eyes gradually fogged up, looking pitiful.
Seeing the woman's appearance, Wang Shisanlang felt sad for no reason, and naturally suppressed his smile, his face full of concern.
Fan Xian stopped laughing slowly, and suddenly lowered his voice and said in Wang Shisanlang's ear: "When you fall in love, you always have to talk, so what's the use of two stupid geese sitting together for a lifetime? "
At this moment, the words finally came to light. Wang Shisanlang knew that this person came here specially to help him uncover the layer of paper on the window. He was slightly embarrassed, but he couldn't help being grateful, but he couldn't say it so brazenly like Fan Xian. Come on. But Ye Linger didn't know what Fan Xian said, and looked at the two whispering, feeling very uneasy.
After Fan Xian finished what he was supposed to do, he walked leisurely towards the vestibule of the military yamen, with a very leisurely posture, as if he had done a great and good deed, and he was very proud of himself.
Ye Linger looked at his back, and for some reason, she felt a lot of unwillingness in her heart, she snorted softly, and said mockingly: "Master, I don't know how to embroider, but this water duck, I'm afraid... is better than yours." It's better to embroider."
When Fan Xianwen heard this, he immediately thought of the little needle marks on Wan'er's fingers and the picture of the teal duck. His body was cold, his face was embarrassed, and he couldn't answer the words, so he hurried away.
Seeing this scene, Ye Linger giggled, and the laughter echoed like a silver bell in the autumn garden in Qingzhou, but the person next to her didn't laugh out loud, but just looked at her quietly admiringly.
Ye Linger stopped laughing in embarrassment alone. During Wang Shisanlang's recovery for more than ten days, she really restrained her free and easy arrogance, and appeared extraordinarily peaceful. She didn't expect that Fan Xian would break up in the end. She didn't know if this scene in the man's eyes would make him feel too bitter, countless thoughts flashed through her heart, and the emotions in her eyes were extremely complicated.
Wang Shisanlang was actually a little nervous, but he concealed it very well, looked at Ye Linger and said: "My Wang Xi, who used to be named Tiexiang, is the thirteen disciples of Jianlu in Dongyi City. Thanks to the princess for taking care of me, I am very grateful."
Ye Linger never thought that the other party would speak suddenly, and would speak so seriously, she was a little confused, calmed down, returned a salute, and said calmly: "Master Wang, you are welcome."
Ye Linger thinks it is much easier and more natural to address each other by an official position, but she just doesn't understand why the other party is so serious at this moment, since they have been together for more than ten days, and they have only said a dozen words in total. thanks.
Is he really planning to leave the mansion, or is it all just a dream? Ye Linger sighed inwardly. If it were an ordinary woman, she might choose to leave at this time because of this faint feeling in her heart, but Ye Linger is Ye Linger after all, she can't embroider, she can only wield a knife and a gun, although she is a widow, But she still looks like she was in her teens, full of vigor...
She stared into Wang Shisanlang's eyes, and said: "If you have something to say, just say it. There is no need to report your family name. You are also a straightforward person. Don't be as wordy and hypocritical as Fan Xian."
Wang Shisanlang was slightly startled, and after a while he said seriously: "Master Xiao Fan said...everything is talked about."
Ye Linger was stunned, and understood some meanings, and suddenly felt a gust of autumn wind blowing on her cheeks, but it didn't have the slightest chilling intent, just that kind of gentleness.
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The matter between Wang Shisanlang and Ye Linger did not go as Fan Xian imagined. After he picked it up, the golden wind and the jade dew met, but there were countless victories in the world. On the contrary, to his surprise, this young man and woman are still maintaining each other with courtesy, sitting across the stone path, only occasionally saying a few more words.
Strange to say, both Wang Shisanlang and Ye Linger's temperaments belong to the first-class characters in the world, especially Ye Linger, who grew up on the edge of the grassland since childhood, is much more cheerful than the ladies in the capital, but once a relationship is involved Words, and because of the tragedy in Kyoto the year before last, and Shi Sanlang's identity, both of them were a little silent.
Seeing all this in his eyes, Fan Xian was not in a hurry. Anyway, things in the world are always different, and it is impossible to ask all loving men and women to be like him, climbing walls and windows to sleep flowers.
And he doesn't have time to pay attention to these beautiful things, because he still needs to take the lead in dealing with the bad things on Xiliang Road.
Time quickly entered the end of late autumn and the beginning of cold winter. The eight major divisions of the Overwatch Council gathered in Dingzhou City, and the eight tribes on the grassland gathered in the royal court to discuss matters. Bei Qi stretched out his hand to the grassland, watching with cold eyes the situation on the grassland becoming increasingly unbearable.
The hand that Master Ku He laid on the grassland before his death, and the hand that the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty crossed the North Sea, crossed the desert, and touched the border of Nanqing in more than a year, are at the junction of Xiliang Road and the grassland. Hold it lightly.
However, it took nearly a year for the Nanqing court to be put to the test. The borders were extremely tight, and the treasury, military power, and spirit were all forced to stay in the west, and the oppression of the real enemy Northern Qi was eased.
Under the auspices of the emperor, the Overwatch Council spent four months preparing, and Fan Xian personally led the team. Finally, in the late autumn and winter of the ninth year of Qingli, he cut off the two hands that were holding each other. Under the control of Shanyu Subida and Haitang, it will not be so corrupted that it is difficult to deal with it. However, the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty still wants to build mountains and waters on Xiliang Road. After gaining their own power, when the flowers bloom next spring, they will start to harvest the fruits.
After finally confirming the implementation of various arrangements and verifying the effectiveness of the battle, Fan Xian finally got rid of the extremely busy academy affairs and began to prepare to return to Beijing. Wang Shisanlang will not go back to Beijing with him. Firstly, his injury is still not healed. Secondly, Fan Xian does not want him to have much contact with the shadow along the way. Thirdly, Ye Linger will return to Beijing for the New Year, and it will be half a month later. , it is always good to let these two people spend more time together.
Fan Xian seldom changed the things he had decided on. Since he decided to help Ye Linger and Wang Shisanlang together, he naturally had his own confidence. After returning to Beijing, he might also go to the Privy Council in addition to solving the eldest prince's family affairs. Proposed marriage to that General Ye. Of course, this matter must first be nodded by His Majesty the Emperor.
On the 15th day of the winter month in the ninth year of the Qingli calendar, the Overwatch Council ended its operations on Xiliang Road, and the governor, Fan Xian, passed through Dingzhou and embarked on his way back to Beijing. Outside Dingzhou Xiongcheng, countless officials and generals came to see them off, and they lined up densely in two rows.
The governor of Xiliang Road stood side by side with the general Li Hongcheng and Fan Xian, said a few official words, and then ended the conversation. At the end, Li Hongcheng took a deep look at Fan Xian. Knowing what he meant, she didn't respond, but said softly, "I'll be waiting for you in Kyoto."
The convoy set off and drove up the official road in front of Dingzhou City. Fan Xian looked back subconsciously. He didn't stop at the officials from both the military and government of Dingzhou City. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the gate of Dingzhou City. That row of wooden shelves.
A whole row of wooden shelves was nailed above the gate of Dingzhou City, and a dead body was hung on each vertical shelf. In this operation, a total of forty spies were executed. These spies were still unable to settle down after death. The high ground hangs above the city gate, letting the autumn wind blow and expose to the sun.
Some of the first hanging corpses are almost rotten, and even the vicious birds in the farmland are unwilling to peck at them, revealing the faintly visible bones below, and the clothes on the corpses are even more tattered, with the filth and blackness after torture. blood.
A long row of corpses was slowly swaying in the wind on the city gate, exuding a horrible and bloody smell, welcoming everyone who came from Zhongyuan, and warning everyone in the world with this terrible scene.
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Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and turned his head back from the window. Hanging dead bodies has its own role in psychological warfare. At least the spies sent by the little emperor of Northern Qi will at least have some innate sense of fear. It's just fighting in the Central Plains. Because of the morality and benevolence that have been in place for thousands of years, there are very few killings of prisoners. As for the practice of insulting corpses, I have never seen it.
But Dingzhou City is not the Central Plains, it is the crucial place where the Central Plains and Xihu fought. The two sides have been fighting for thousands of years, and even more cruel things have been done.
Fan Xian didn't have much sympathy for those spies, because what he saw along the way from Dingzhou to Qingzhou had already made him understand that once a war broke out, especially the continuous hatred between ethnic groups, it was impossible for him to be a problem that could be solved by benevolence, righteousness and morality. In other words, the dozens of corpses hanging on the city gate at least cost the Qing Kingdom the death of thousands of civilians. What made Fan Xian even more cruel was that these people were not barbarians, but the same people as the Qing Kingdom. Northern Qi people of the same race and ancestor.
As for the hatred between the grassland and the Central Plains, my generation is unable to resolve it peacefully, so I will leave it to the younger generations who are more intelligent.
Fan Xian began to close his eyes and meditate, thinking to himself, he cut off the hand that Bei Qi and Grassland were holding, at least severely wounded, maybe he also cut a miserable wound between himself and Haitang, I don't know this The wound may heal in the future, I don't know what Haitang will do on the grassland, this grassland, this majestic city, that border gate, will I come back again in this life
Thinking so sadly, the imperial envoy's car had already arrived at the nearest post station outside Dingzhou City, which was the location where Fan Xian had a peep of the erotic palace that day.
After entering the station, Fan Xian flirted with the familiar Yi Cheng, but this Yi Cheng who was finally released from prison dared to answer loudly, and went to boil water honestly.
Fan Xian looked at Deng Ziyue beside him and said, "Ziyue, you need to stay on Xiliang Road for two years."
All the eight divisions of the Overwatch Council had important officials come to Dingzhou to supervise the battle, and Deng Ziyue was called back from the Northern Qi Dynasty by Fan Xian. Now that Fan Xian has left, all the affairs of Xiliang Road have been handed over to Deng Ziyue. The officials sent the imperial envoys out of the city and returned, but the officials of the Overwatch Council were sent all the way to the post station.
Deng Ziyue nodded and said, "I will listen to your lord's arrangement."
Fan Xian thought for a moment, explained a few words to him, and then read the mansion newspaper from Kyoto. After a while, his eyes narrowed slightly. As the second person in charge of the Qi Nian team, Deng Ziyue has served Mr. Fan for a very long time. When he saw him squinting his eyes, he knew something troublesome was going on, so he asked him softly.
Fan Xian smiled, and said: "The court newspaper mentioned it, and the residence newspaper finally confirmed that the commander of the imperial guards in the palace has changed."
Deng Ziyue was startled, thinking to himself that His Highness has always been safe in presiding over the imperial army, why did he suddenly change people
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