After going back and forth, there were five muffled sounds in the quiet second floor, and then the wooden tent finally froze all over and could no longer move. The seemingly simple rounds were actually a competition between Fan Xian and the opponent in courage and poisoning skills. Mu Peng lost the initiative, but regained the right of priority like a ghost. If Fan Xian was a little afraid of the Peng medicine powder, he might lose the great opportunity to control the opponent.
Especially the poisonous smoke from the small porcelain bottle at the end, Fan Xian actually wrapped it in with a piece of cloth. This was not only a means of poisoning, but also contained extremely brilliant skills in manipulating qi, as well as every step of his life. Small means tricks at your fingertips.
Facing the scattered packages on the bed and the color-changed blue cloth beside the bed, the stiff wooden canopy was terrified and wondered who the hell was so capable of using poison to be able to Hold yourself for a moment.
Fan Xian took off the hat full of medicinal powder, carefully put it together with the cloth that had changed color, took out the torch and ignited it, the toxin would melt when it met the fire, and it would no longer be effective. After confirming the safety, he took off the gloves on his hands, grabbed the wooden tent by the collar, and lifted him into another room.
I took out an antidote pill from my bosom and ate it, but I still felt a burning sensation in my throat, thinking that fortunately I had prepared well, otherwise I didn't know what the consequences would be if I let that smear of medicine powder directly on my face. Thinking of this episode, he couldn't help but feel a little awed. Looking at the immobile wooden canopy in front of him, after thinking for a while, he forcibly pried open his lips, crushed a pill and sent it in.
"I am not as good as you in medical skills, but you are not as good as me in the use of poison... Brother Mu Peng, you have come to Nanqing for two years, it is time to talk about your intentions."
Fan Xian coughed twice, and sat opposite the wooden tent. This sentence was not pretending to be chic, but to explain a fact, just like the sentence he said to Zhuang Mohan at the night palace poetry meeting many years ago Usually, now that Fei Jie has gone overseas, Xiao En died early, and the master of poisoning in Dongyi City has disappeared. When it comes to the means of using poison to detoxify, no one can beat him.
Mu Peng was stiff and unable to move, but he could clearly feel the Didi toxin flowing into his heart along with the acupuncture points on the back of his neck. The pill that he detoxified by himself is what he is going to ask, and he will not let himself die for a while.
And right after Fan Xian opened his mouth, he immediately recognized the other party's identity. Except for the elder brother of the younger junior sister, who else in this world would dare to boast in front of himself, a master of medicine.
Mu Peng was able to speak at this time, looked at Fan Xian with a trace of helplessness and sadness in his eyes, and said, "Master Fan, I am just a doctor, why do I have to be so strong?"
"You are not a peerless beauty, what should I do with force?" Fan Xian shook his head, "I just want to know why you, as Ku He's second disciple, have been hiding in Nanqing for the past two years."
Mu Peng smiled and said: "The reason? You should be very clear, isn't the old Dean Chen's health getting better and better?"
Fan Xian frowned very tightly, and said, "That's exactly what I don't understand. The better the life of the old dean, the more miserable you people of Northern Qi will be."
He suddenly raised his head, looked into Mu Peng's eyes quietly, and asked, "Is this Ku He's last will?"
Mu Peng uses silence to represent acknowledgment.
Fan Xian took a deep breath and said, "You should know what the Seventh Office of the Overwatch Council does."
The seven divisions of the Overwatch Council are in charge of criminal prisons, and the most famous and terrifying torture methods in the world are all in that big prison. Mu Peng listened, but he was not moved, and said lightly: "Master Fan, is this how you treat guests in Nanqing? Your sister is studying in my Qingshan, and I, Mu Peng, will teach you everything from my pocket. It is private, even after the Great Eastern Mountain, the former master handed over the entire green mountain to the younger junior sister, and the court has not changed its attitude."
He looked at Fan Xian and said amusedly, "Could it be that I deserve to die just because I recuperate Dean Chen's body? It doesn't make sense to say that."
Fan Xian fell silent, knowing that what Mu Peng said was absolutely true. The other party had been hiding in Nanqing for the past two years. After the investigation by the Overwatch Council, he had indeed done nothing, but was doing his best to recuperate President Chen's body.
But the problem is that this matter itself is very strange. Grandmaster Kuhe's last order was to let Haitang gather the Hu tribes on the grassland, and with the support of Northern Qi, it became Qing's biggest foreign trouble. Could it be that the Mu Peng's southward movement would be of great benefit to Northern Qi by letting Chen Pingping continue to live well
Fan Xian couldn't understand this question, so he attacked Mu Peng in private.
"You're ready to leave."
"Since Junior Sister is back, what should I do if I don't leave?" Mu Peng said: "It's just that I left a bit late and was caught by you."
"I became aware of your existence a few months ago, but you seldom went to the green hills in the past, so I couldn't confirm your identity. Ruoruo just confirmed it for me." Fan Xian lowered his head and said, "For Ruoruo's sake Now, I won't kill you for the time being, but I won't let you leave Nanqing until I figure out what you Tianyi is thinking."
Mu Peng's complexion changed drastically, he knew that he would be imprisoned in the Overwatch Council, but he didn't know how long he would be imprisoned, would it be as long as Xiao En
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"It turns out that the doctor is Ku He's second apprentice. Ku He has been amazingly talented all his life. Everything he has dabbled in is the best in the world. No wonder this doctor is extremely skilled."
Chen Pingping in the wheelchair laughed, bent her index finger and nodded, letting the old servant behind her push her to the depths of Chen Garden. Fan Xian silently followed behind the wheelchair, listening to the creaking sound and the babbling girls singing not far away. It was already night, and the singing sounded again in the quiet Chen Garden, which made people feel a little flustered.
"I don't care what you do. You are just a doctor. Why do you make this trip?" Chen Pingping lightly tapped the armrest of the wheelchair, which was his habit for many years. With a hoarse voice, he said, "Anyway, I haven't been fed poison in the past two years."
Fan Xian stood with his head down under the tree next to the wheelchair, shook his head, and didn't believe Chen Pingping's words at all. With Chen Pingping's knowledge of people, how could she not see the problem with the wooden canopy. He thought for a while and said, "I just don't understand why Ku He ordered Mu Peng to go south before he died."
In the past two years, Mu Peng has not only been extremely concerned about Chen Pingping's body, but also secretly organized a large number of medicinal materials that are extremely rare in the Qing Palace through various channels. Chen Pingping's aging and old injuries made this old man live healthier.
Chen Pingping turned the wheelchair, faced Fan Xian, waved to signal the old servant to leave, then rested her jaw on the wheelchair and fell into silence. The light from Chen Yuan's house came from behind him, and Fan Xian couldn't see his old face clearly, he could only see a thick ink-like figure.
"Ku He is a very remarkable person. If according to what you said, Haitang's life experience and Xihu's arrangement all originated from his decision before his death, then Mu Peng's going south to save my life is naturally also a part of his plan. .”
Fan Lang came here for the second time, naturally forcing the old comrades to listen to the hospital affairs report for a long time. Chen Pingping said with some helplessness: "This old bald man will die as soon as he dies. What are you worrying about so much?"
"Actually, you should be very clear about the reason why Ku He desperately saved my life." Chen Pingping scratched her itchy back and said, "Xihu is my trouble outside Daqing, and if I live, I will become a Daqing's internal worries."
Although the old man did not express his judgment directly, Fan Xian felt a chill in his heart. After standing still for a while, he walked forward, stood behind Chen Pingping, gently pulled down the old hand, and scratched it for him. Getting itchy, he said softly: "You have not done anything in the past two years, and His Majesty has some affection for you. The most important thing is that there have been so many traitors in the court. In order to protect the face of the Tian family, he It is impossible for the light of your monarch and ministers to be tempted by you."
Fan Xian knew His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom, so there shouldn't be a problem with this inference. Emperor Qing and Chen Pingping's first monarch and minister have very different identities. They have known each other for more than 30 years and have never had any suspicions. , It can be said that it is an anomaly in the court.
If it is said that Chen Pingping has a different heart for Emperor Qing, no one will believe it, and if it is said that Emperor Qing is afraid of Chen Pingping's power, no one will believe it. His Majesty the Emperor wanted to be a role model for all the courtiers in the world, and he wanted to leave an image of himself as a benevolent king in the history books. If he couldn't tolerate a loyal black dog like Chen Pingping, what would he use to convince future generations
"The problem is, no matter what kind of affection, it will always fade away." Chen Pingping felt Fan Xian's hand moving on her back, and sighed comfortably, "Affection is like my poor back. After a long time, getting old, it is easy to dry and itchy, without new credit for moisturizing, everyone wants to scratch it."
Fan Xian paused his hands, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty treats you differently than ordinary courtiers."
"It is indeed different. I am absolutely grateful for Your Majesty's kindness on this point." Chen Pingping said slowly: "But I am also different from ordinary courtiers. You had suspicions about the incident two years ago, and I have listened to your opinion. I won't continue, but... His Majesty also has suspicions about what happened two years ago, and he will always feel uncomfortable."
Fan Xian was silent. After the suppression of the rebellion in Kyoto two years ago, he was very puzzled by the role of Chen Pingping's Overwatch Council in this matter, and Yan Bingyun also secretly mentioned those issues to him afterwards.
Although on the surface Chen Pingping was playing tricks based on His Majesty's shocking situation, Fan Xian knew that the situation at that time was really delicate. Whether it was Ye Liuyun's sudden betrayal, or the emperor's sudden transformation into a great master, as long as If one of these two conditions is not met, Chen Pingping may make a move that shocks the whole world.
"During the Dadongshan incident, I once had some expectations and thoughts. Although these thoughts were well hidden and deeply hidden by me, the eldest princess could vaguely see them. Therefore, during the entire Kyoto conspiracy, she never She didn't pay attention to me, because she knew that our big goal at that time was very close. Afterwards, Ku He also saw a little bit, so before he died, he asked Mu Peng to protect my life and prolong my life."
What do you think? Although Fan Xian knew it well, he was still shocked by Chen Pingping's confession today, his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak.
"I didn't expect that His Majesty would be able to walk down from Dadong Mountain alive." Chen Pingping said with her head lowered, "When I received a letter from His Majesty in Weizhou that day, I was a little bit surprised, why is it so difficult to die alone? Your Majesty In the end, he only showed half of his face in the plot of Dongshan, not only counting a few great masters into the plot, but even almost including me in the plot."
"Of course, I didn't jump down in a hurry like the eldest princess." Chen Pingping coughed twice and said, "Perhaps at the beginning, I didn't think that His Majesty would die so easily."
Fan Xian said in a hoarse voice, "Since you didn't jump, and you don't have any evidence, of course His Majesty won't suspect you."
"Who is Your Majesty? He didn't check me, which doesn't mean he didn't suspect me. It's just because he believed in our relationship as a monarch and his ministers, and he couldn't figure out why I should make those thoughts." Chen Pingping said with a smile: "But The most important thing is that he knows that I don't have a few years to live, in order to consider the relationship between me and him as a monarch and minister, and in order to repay the kindness that I desperately saved his life back then, he gave me a chance to die naturally."
"If I die of old age or illness, whether he doubts me or I doubt him, it will become an old thing under the loess. After I die, I will enjoy honor. Your Majesty will mourn for a few days. Don't worry, everything will go with the wind. Wouldn't it be the best thing to do? A good ending?"
Chen Pingping said solemnly: "It must be admitted that this is His Majesty's kindness to me, and this is the best destination he chose for me. So you asked me to let go two years ago, and I let go, waiting for the day when I die of old age."
"But the problem right now is..." Chen Pingping's smile had two hints of absurdity, "To my surprise and His Majesty's, I have survived to this day with my broken body, and if there is no accident, I seem to be able to live again." Live for a few years... The longer I live, the more uncomfortable His Majesty will feel, and one day, he will come to ask me some stories in person, and before he died, didn't Ku He just wait for this to happen?"
Up to this point, Fan Xian had nothing to say. If His Majesty the Emperor really noticed and believed Chen Pingping's disobedience, it must be a great turmoil in the court of the Qing Dynasty, and he was caught between the two, of course he couldn't. Watching Chen Pingping die, there will be chaos in Qing Dynasty. Ku He's vision before his death was so far-reaching and vicious. Among the complicated world affairs, he accurately grasped the only crack in the future of Qing Dynasty, which is really amazing.
He knew that what Chen Pingping said was right, the emperor had left a lot of kindness to Chen Pingping, if Chen Pingping died naturally, His Majesty would not feel any guilt, and naturally he would no longer care about the Dongshan matter, Chen Pingping had moved his mind, It can be said that everyone is happy.
However, Chen Pingping survived in good health. It is impossible for Fan Xian or the emperor to gently persuade the dean who has devoted his whole life to the court of Qing Dynasty to die earlier, die sooner, Qing Kingdom will be peaceful after you die...
"I seem to be a person who should have died a long time ago." Chen Pingping pursed her dry lips, and said quietly: "It was only when I was about to die that I realized that I was still afraid of death."
As the founder of the Overwatch Council, Chen Pingping, who was terrified by countless people, actually admitted that she was afraid of death. If outsiders heard about it, they would be surprised. But Fan Xian just listened quietly. He had died once, so of course he knew how unbearable it was to wait quietly for death.
Decades ago, the mainland was in turmoil, with Xiao En in the north and Chen Pingping in the south, and the two heroes were called together. But even these two most powerful figures in the dark world still look so weak when facing death.
When Xiao En died, Fan Xian saw him off. At this moment, he looked at the thin old man in the wheelchair and thought sadly, no matter how the situation develops in the future, he only hopes that when Chen Pingping dies, he can be by the side of this lonely old man with no children and see him off.
"Your Majesty will not be as lonely and ruthless as Ku He wished." Fan Xian suddenly figured out something, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's temperament has changed a lot, even though he once doubted you, the past two years have proved that If you don't care about the rest, he won't do anything."
Chen Pingping also laughed, patted Fan Xian's hand on her shoulder, and said, "Your Majesty has done the utmost to me, and I have nothing to worry about. Even if I can live for a few more years, so what? Go behind His Majesty."
After hearing these words, Fan Xian's mood finally relaxed a little. Suddenly, his heart moved. From the darkness at his feet, he plucked a small yellow flower that was tough and blooming in the winter wind, and gently pressed it into the white hair on Chen Pingping's temple. In the hair.
Chen Pingping chuckled.
Fan Xian bid farewell and left. Until the end of the conversation, Chen Pingping didn't say why he felt disobedient to His Majesty, and Fan Xian didn't ask, because he knew the reasons for all this, but he didn't know what he should do after everything was cleared up.
The old servant came out and pushed Chen Pingping for a walk in the garden. After a long time, Chen Pingping suddenly sighed and said, "Ku He has lived for too long and knows too many things, so she made up her mind. As Fan Xian said, Your Majesty should hold back his temper and wait for me to die of old age, but..." He frowned and said, "Tell me, when this child Fan Xian hugged my dead body and cried, he would blame me for lying to him, Use him?"
No matter from which point of view, His Majesty the Emperor will remain fully patient with Chen Pingping's death. While Fan Xian was thinking this way, he went to Chen Yuan to lay out against the cold wind at night, and solved a big problem in his heart. He felt his whole body relaxed.
At this moment, Chen Yuan's singer's singing came out from the night wind. It was extremely desolate, but it continued to rise and not fall, very stubborn and persistent, very much like the little yellow flower that Fan Xian picked earlier, and like the Very much the old man who lives in this garden.
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In the biting cold wind, Fan Xian couldn't help stamping his feet. In the weather of November, the sun was impossible to rise at this time, and the bitter cold seeped into the leather boots under his feet, making his feet a little numb from the cold.
Fan Xian couldn't understand why the time of going to court couldn't be moved back in winter when the sun came out late. It's just that this is the thousand-year-old etiquette and rules inherited from the Great Wei. Even if he is powerful now, he can't change all this. He looked at the red lanterns that were shining and disappearing in the darkness around him, and thought to himself It really feels like a ghost movie.
Today is the day of the Great Court Meeting. According to the court practice, the civil and military officials got up from their warm beds in the middle of the night and came to guard in front of the palace gate. There were many people who performed the ghost movie with Fan Xian, and Grand Master Hu was also stomping beside him at this time, completely lacking the dignity of the first civil servant in the court.
"Your Majesty has ordered you to enter the palace in a sedan chair, why bother standing here with me?" Fan Xian hugged the stove, breathed his white breath, and whispered gossip to Senior Fellow Hu. Now that the old scholar Shu Wu has completed the task of teaching and leading, and he is returning home with honor, the school under the school is naturally headed by the senior scholar Hu. Although the senior scholar is in good health, His Majesty thinks that he is a bit old, so he is allowed to take the ride. The sedan chair enters the palace.
Master Hu gave him a meaningful look, and said with a smile: "You stand here, no one dares to come up to talk with you, don't you welcome me?"
Fan Xian was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly. Wuzhou Yuezhang's power as a civil servant in the court was broken up by the emperor, and the Overwatch Council has been cracking down on officials all these years. But few dared to stand by their side.
Just thinking like this, a red lantern emerged from the darkness. The Zuodu Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, who was walking under the door, Mr. He Zongweihe, led by his servant, came to the two of them, bowed his head calmly, and the red light shone on the young minister's face, illuminating the young minister. There is a bit of sincerity and gentleness.
However, Fan Xian's eyes narrowed.
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