Fan Xian didn't have time to explain, so he ordered with a smile, "I say, remember." He didn't have time to sharpen the ink, so he picked up a quill, dipped some ink left in the inkstone, handed it to his sister, and closed his eyes tightly. , began to recall the complex distribution of palaces and roads in the palace.
Fan Ruoruo's face became paler the more he wrote, and Fan Xian's face became paler because of memory exhaustion, and the brother and sister turned into two big pale faces. After finally sketching the route in the palace, Fan Ruoruo finally couldn't help but yelled out in a low voice: "Brother, do you know that this is a serious crime of treason."
Fan Xian relaxed, sat down on the chair, and didn't speak for a long time. Today I spent half a day in the palace, chatting with those nobles, remembering the complicated roads, and finally had a mental confrontation with the eldest princess for a long time.
He is naturally familiar with Qinglu, and he also knows that the palace is a building that is absolutely not allowed to draw pictures. This is to prevent people from sneaking into the palace to do those outrageous things. And Fan Xian needed this picture, because he had already made a plan, and in this plan, that night, he should sneak into the palace to find the key.
He could ask Lin Wan'er about the road in the palace, but that would be too risky, and the road that the master of the palace walks is completely different from the road that Fan Xian carefully planned. His hiding place, the blind spot among the flowers, if he hadn't walked along it himself, it would have been impossible to make a map that he was very satisfied with like today.
Fan Xian stood up, walked to the table and picked up the picture drawn by his sister. Although he was in a hurry, his sister's brushwork was still meticulous. He couldn't help but patted his sister on the head happily, and said, "It's done. Please go to Yishiju Eat seafood."
Fan Ruoruo got angry, snatched the map back, and said, "What's the matter? What's the matter! Do you know how big it is? No, I'm going to tell my father."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, thinking that the concept of inviolability of imperial power is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Of course, he also understands that his sister is mainly worried about his own safety and the children of the whole family. The relationship between the government and the royal family will also be very miserable.
"Don't worry. I'll rest for a while, and I'll memorize this picture right away, and then burn it. No one will know." Fan Xian comforted his sister with a smile.
Fan Ruoruo's anxious tears welled up in her eyes: "Why did you draw this picture?"
Fan Xian sighed, lowered his head and looked seriously into his sister's eyes, and said word by word, "Because there is something I want in the palace."
"Are you going to the palace to steal...?" Fan Ruoruo wanted to scream in surprise, and quickly covered her mouth.
Fan Xian said seriously, "That's right. But it's not stealing, because that thing was originally mine."
Fan Ruoruo got rid of the shock, and immediately returned to her usual calmness and intelligence, judged the truth of the matter, lowered her trembling voice and said, "Does it have something to do with... Aunt Ye?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "This matter must not be hidden from you." These simple words contained the mutual understanding and trust between brother and sister. He then smiled and said: "It's okay, who is your brother? He punched a seven-year-old child and kicked a seventy-year-old man. He stood on the cemetery and shouted, and stood up if he refused to accept me. In the end, no one dared to say anything. Ha ha."
Ruoruo smiled with some difficulty, feeling that brother's joke was really not funny, and was still worried, but knew that Fan Xian was a person with a beautiful and gentle appearance, but in fact his heart was extremely hard and cold, so he couldn't say anything, so he had no choice but to let it go He went and prayed at home every day.
"Actually, I'm very selfish." Fan Xian looked at the worry on her brows, and suddenly calmly reflected on himself: "Whenever there is something that is extremely difficult for me to bear alone, I am willing to tell you. Personally share the pressure. But it never occurred to me that this kind of pressure is actually a greater pain for you. At least I still have you to talk to. Who can you talk to? For example, my mother is Ye The hostess of the family, for example, I am going to the palace to steal something."
Ruoruo glanced at him with a hint of distress: "Trust and pressure, the two cancel each other out, I'm still happy that brother doesn't hide it from me."
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Negotiations are still going on, and the work of redrawing the boundaries is very difficult. Originally, with the support of the analysis case submitted by Fan Xian, the officials in charge of negotiations at Honglu Temple in Qingguo were extremely tough. The delegation stamped on the document, but for some reason, maybe something happened in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the Northern Qi mission has been brazenly and even hysterically procrastinating, as if they wanted to wait for something.
The smell of this kind of conspiracy was immediately sniffed out by Xin Qiwu, the experienced Shaoqing of Honglu Temple. This afternoon, after a negotiation with no progress was over, he held a small teapot in his hand, glanced at Fan Xian, and motioned him to come out with him. Along the way, officials saluted the two envoys and deputy envoys, and finally found a quiet place. Xin Shaoqing sighed a little tiredly and said, "Master Fan, do you feel that something is unusual?"
For this negotiation, although Fan Xian held the correct attitude of observing and learning and adding gold plating, after all, he participated in it from the beginning to the end. Fan Xian also felt that the change of attitude of the Northern Qi Mission was a bit strange. But if it is said that the other party has recently obtained any bargaining chips that can be relied on, then it should be put on display at this time, and it will definitely not be dragged on the negotiating table like a rogue.
He thought for a while, and suddenly frowned: "I'm afraid that Bei Qi is now trying to find a way to obtain some bargaining chips, so that they can be conveniently used on the negotiating table."
Xin Shaoqing looked at him and nodded: "I think so too, so tonight I will go to the palace to meet the Holy Majesty, and ask the Holy Majesty to issue an order to order the procuratorate to assist Honglu Temple everywhere, without finding out what the Northern Qi side is thinking. What, I'm really worried."
Fan Xian leaned against the railing, squinting his eyes in thought, wondering what Bei Qi was looking for? For no reason, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he thought of the spy network set up by the Overwatch Council in Northern Qi, and thought of Mr. Yan Bingyunyan who had been lurking in Northern Qi for four years.
Not knowing what he was thinking, Xin Shaoqing said in a harmonious voice: "I entered the palace tonight, but after all, I have obtained relatively few things in the open. Deputy Fan, you can no longer hide your clumsiness at this time."
Fan Xian smiled wryly, thinking that the other party must have thought that the last dossier was obtained with the help of his father's dark power, but God knows, even he himself has never been in touch with the power that his father secretly managed for the emperor. But after thinking about it, he felt that he really needed to ask, at least to ensure Yan Bingyun's safety in Northern Qi.
That night, in that secret courtyard, Fan Xian summoned Wang Qinian and told him about his and Xin Shaoqing's worries. The reaction on Wang Qinian's face made Fan Xian feel ominous.
"The courtyard has not received a greeting from the crow for eight days." Wang Qinian frowned very tightly.
"This kind of news should not be known at your level." Fan Xian shook his head with a smile, "But I won't ask you how you know, I just want to remind the courtyard through you, so that Beiqi should pay attention to safety. .”
Wang Qinian interrupted and shook his head: "It's all a one-way connection. If it's broken, it's hard to reconnect. What's more, Mr. Yan is the first day of the Northern Qi secret spy chief. If something happens to him, contacting him again won't help."
"In any case, remind him to be careful." A cold look flashed in Fan Xian's eyes. He didn't like to give up anyone because of the interests of the country, especially that Yan Bingyun, the son of a high-ranking official, who had been hiding for four years. , sacrificed a lot. Today's Fan Xian already regarded himself as a member of the Qing Kingdom, a member of the Overwatch Council, and naturally, he felt awe of Yan Bingyun, whom he had never met.
Fan Xian remembered another thing, and looked at Wang Qinian calmly: "I have a task, but I can't pass through the courtyard, I hope I can seek your help."
Wang Qinian looked at the lord confusedly.
"You can't report it to Dean Chen." Fan Xian's tone was calm, but Wang Qinian could hear the chill in it.
"Yes." With the word out, Wang Qinian knew that he had bet all his wealth and life on this young adult who seemed gentle but was actually ruthless. As for the courtyard, Dean Chen just told himself to obey Mr. Fan, and did not explain anything else.
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That night, the unfortunate news was finally confirmed. The Qingguo Supervisory Council's secret spy network in Northern Qi was fortunate to have preserved most of it. But to everyone's surprise, Yan Bingyun, the spy leader, , but was captured alive by the masters of the Northern Qi Dynasty in the silk and satin village in Shangjing of the Northern Qi Dynasty!
For such incidents, it is usually the lower levels that open the breach, and then go back up. It is rare for such a thing to capture the highest level of the spy network in one fell swoop. When this happens, there is only one possibility, and that is that there are some high-level people in Qing Kingdom who have connections with foreign countries.
Of course, it is impossible to spread the news of Yan Bingyun's arrest. Although it would deal a certain blow to Qing's reputation, it is even more inconsistent with Bei Qi's interests. Bei Qi needs to use such a leader in exchange for corresponding benefits. It's just to hit the morale of the enemy country.
As for the official circles of the Qing Dynasty, Lord Yan Ruohai's eldest son, who was in charge of the Overwatch Council, had died four years ago. No one knew that he was sent to Northern Qi by the imperial court.
In the past few days, everyone who knew about this matter did not sleep well.
In the most secret room of the Honglu Room, Xin Shaoqing closed his eyes and handed the piece of paper to Fan Xian. Fan Xian took it over and took a look. It was a painting. On the painting, a thin cloud was floating above the high altitude of the ice field. This piece of paper was secretly handed to Xin Shaoqing by an inconspicuous person in the Northern Qi mission during the negotiation today.
The word Bingyun is hidden in the painting. It seems that the Northern Qi mission has also received the news and is preparing to make an offer.