(First of all, I apologize. I didn’t update yesterday, and I didn’t ask for leave at the beginning. There is nothing to explain. It’s all my own problem. Let me tell you about Saori. I really drank too much, and I have been sleeping since yesterday morning. Also a little uncomfortable.
Before coming here, I thought that I would definitely drink a meal, but I didn't expect to drink so much, so thoroughly...
I'll make up yesterday's chapter before the 20th of this month, and I'm sorry, I'm ashamed... I'm planning to quit drinking, really, seeing the world with drunk eyes, and suddenly realizing that something is wrong, it's scary, and drinking is harmful to me If you are not in good health, you must always be responsible for yourself, your family, everyone, and your work, the above. )
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Fan Xian has two intelligence teams on hand, and they are extremely quick to detect what's going on in the world. However, the opening of the Sword House in Dongyi City was the most important thing that all forces paid attention to. He left Beijing very quickly. At that time, the Overwatch Council and Baoyue Building had not yet returned with any information. Yanjing is located in the north, and it is intertwined with the other two forces in the world, and the military also has its own intelligence system, so he hurriedly asked Wang Zhikun to see if he had any news.
Wang Zhikun frowned and thought for a while, then said not very firmly: "According to common sense, it should be the Marquis of Changning."
The future trend of Dongyi City will have far-reaching influence. Both Northern Qi and Nanqing are extremely nervous. Nanqing sent Fan Xian, the No. It is necessary to send corresponding characters to make Dongyi City feel their sincerity and bargaining chips.
Marquis Changning is the brother of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and now he is in charge of the transfer of money in the Northern Qi's internal treasury, he is indeed a very important person.
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, and said softly with some suspicion: "This Lord Hou is also an old acquaintance, and drinking is good, but if he really wants to do things, he is much worse than his son."
Wang Zhikun knew that what he was talking about at this time was a serious matter, and he didn't dare to be negligent as the commander-in-chief, and replied: "Although Wei Hua is the commander of the Jinyiwei, the status of the Jinyiwei in the Northern Kingdom is far lower than that of the courtyard, and he is not so big. permission."
Fan Xian nodded. The Overwatch Council is a special agency. Except for the self-confident Emperor Lao Tzu, no emperor would dare to allow such an agency to exist. Under the attack of the mother and son of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the momentum has long been far inferior to that of the Great Wei Dynasty.
Especially after Chong Chong was stabbed to death by Uesugi Tiger in the street, although Jin Yiwei's ability is there, his status is getting lower and lower. If the little emperor of Northern Qi really wants to make a difference in Dongyi City, Wei Hua is not a good choice.
"Soldiers come to block, no matter who is sent, the competition is the national strength after all, so don't think about it any more." Fan Xian took a sip of wine, with a faint hint of exhaustion on his brows.
Wang Zhikun looked at him with a smile, and said, "Master Xiao Fan will surely succeed if he goes here."
Fan Xian gave a wry smile. Before leaving the capital, everyone, including Master Hu, had the same confidence as the Commander-in-Chief. Even His Majesty the Emperor, speaking in the imperial study, seemed to never have thought that Fan Xian would lose this battle.
He didn't understand that in the hearts of the officials and people of the Qing Kingdom, the words Xiao Fan embroidered in gold had long since turned into a piece of gold. Everyone had strong confidence in him. It proved that as long as he took action himself, there was nothing he couldn't do.
In this spring of the tenth year of Qingli, the government and the people of the Qing Kingdom seemed to be quietly waiting for the surrender of Dongyi City, waiting for Mr. Fan's carriage to enter the Sword Hut, and began to receive a large piece of land without a single soldier. The people living on this land and the huge wealth accumulated for countless years.
It's just that Fan Xian himself doesn't think so. Although through Wang Shisanlang, he has felt Si Gu Jian's attitude, and expressed his attitude carefully to the sword master, the two sides have found the intersection of interests to some extent, but this trip to Dongyi , the interests to be fought for for the Qing Kingdom are really too great.
To put it another way, the benefits that Dongyi City has to pay are too great. This is not a play, nor is it a big business involving millions of taels of silver, but a real historical change. A real historical event will happen before Fan Xian's eyes, and even in his hands.
In the current situation, Fan Xian couldn't help but not panic. He often thought, what virtue and ability did he have, that he was able to open up territory and expand the territory, and it might be the way of 1997
The problem was that Si Gu Jian was seriously injured and was about to die, and the hatred and anger towards Emperor Qing could not be washed away even if all the water in the East China Sea was poured out. Although this great master knew that after his death, Dongyi City would inevitably be divided up by the two major countries, and he had to consider this city and the vassal states next to the city, so he invited Beiqi Nanqing to participate in the last meeting of his life. The opening ceremony. But he still wants to fight for the interests of the people of Dongyi City for the last time.
Fan Xian couldn't help but think of the last in-depth conversation with the Emperor Lao Tzu in the imperial study before leaving Beijing. At that time, His Majesty had a faint smile on his face. Although like all the ministers, he was full of confidence in Fan Xian's trip to Dongyi, but In his speech and demeanor, he didn't attach much importance to the opening ceremony at all.
Fan Xian understood the emperor's thoughts very well. A person as confident as His Majesty didn't care about the reconciliation and the last goodwill shown when the Dongyi City Building was about to collapse.
In the eyes of the emperor, this is just the last cry of Dongyi City. If the Qing Kingdom can spend less money to obtain the land and wealth of Dongyi City, it is of course a very cost-effective thing. Emperor Qing thought it was ridiculous, and Emperor Qing was not afraid to directly raise the sword and gun in his hand, turning this mournful cry into a scream of misery.
And based on Fan Xian's analysis and understanding of the temperaments of these two powerful men in the world, the conditions that Si Gu Jian is about to raise must be unacceptable to Emperor Qing. This is the biggest problem he will face on this trip.
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The mission team didn't dare to spend too much time in Yanjing City. Early the next morning, Fan Xian was escorted out of the city by Wang Zhikun and Mei Zhili, and joined the Supervisory Council who had rushed over from Jiangnan. Subordinates, drive to the official road.
The convoy was heading towards the border of Nanqing, and before it completely left the officers and soldiers escorted by the Yanjing camp, another rendezvous team ushered in. A businessman boarded Fan Xian's carriage under everyone's wondering eyes.
"Thanks for your hard work." Fan Xian patted Shi Chanli on the shoulder. In these years, three of the four sons of the Fan family worked hard in the Qing Dynasty, and only Shi Chanli, who was not successful, became Fan Xian's personal assistant. He has been opening Baoyue Tower with Sang Wen in Jiangnan and overseas luxury counties, secretly sorting out information sources for Fan Xian.
Shi Chanli whispered to his teacher, Fan Xian, the recent situation of Baoyue Tower, as well as some gossip he heard in Dongyi City.
"It seems that Thirteen Lang is right. There are also disputes within Dongyi City. This time, everyone in the world thinks that I am going to pick fruit in Daqing. How could they have thought that this fruit might be poisonous." Fan Xian listened for a long while, Laughing at himself, he said, "It's just that I can't see clearly, where did the city lord of Dongyi City get the courage to dare to confront me, Daqing, when Si Gujian is about to pass away."
"Northern Qi people must be secretly supporting him. Even in Jianlu, there are many people who don't want to get close to me, Daqing."
"These things are not up to them whether they want to or not." Fan Xian sighed, "Strength determines everything. With Si Gu Jian's death, the Northern Qi and Dongyi no longer have a great master, and the two sides can only meet on the battlefield. The land is rich and fertile, and Daqing has the strength to fight against me. Dongyi City is built on trade, and the rich are rich, but the strong is not very strong. How can we be the opponent of the Qing army?"
"The key issue is that Si Gu Jian was hurt by His Majesty, and everyone in Jian Hut hates Nan Qing to the bone. I'm afraid they would rather fight to the death than submit to surrender." Shi Chanli has lived the life of a big boss these years, He has grown fatter, and his head has not grown gray hair. Compared with the youthful and shabby appearance of the past, I don't know how much has changed, but the only thing that has not changed is his loyalty and admiration for Fan Xian. Since years ago, he had stayed in Dongyi City to inquire about the intentions of the Sword Cottage, so he knew that there were risks in the death of the Sword Cottage, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried for the sect master.
"The key is Si Gu Jian's attitude." Fan Xian lowered his head, closed his eyes, heaved along with the carriage, and said with a wry smile, "If he's really an idiot who twists his temper, I'm afraid there will still be a big fight, but If you really want to fight, what is Thirteen Lang? If the news from you in the past few years is true, Thirteen Lang will be his successor. Such a strong and powerful attitude forces me to Think again and again for Dong Yi, Si Gu Jian will not make this move in vain."
"This is another question. Whether Dongyi City will fall to me, Daqing or Northern Qi, is a big deal, but who will be in charge of the sword house behind Sigu Jian is another big deal." Shi Chanli said worriedly : "Although Lord Thirteen is deeply favored by Si Gu Jian, Yun Zhilan is the first disciple of Jian Hut. He has a wide range of friends and is extremely popular. If he dies, I'm afraid Yun Zhilan won't give Lord Thirteen any chance."
Fan Xian opened his eyes, and there was a slight gleam in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Does it mean that we have to kill all the families like many years ago before the sword house can be determined?"
This is talking about an old event in Dongyi City many years ago, a major event, Si Gujian's outrageous killing of more than a hundred members of his family, even his own biological parents, the reputation of a lunatic and an idiot spread like wildfire, and at the same time Also let the Overwatch Council choose a shadow, until today.
Shi Chanli was silent, not knowing how to answer.
"It is definitely impossible for the Lord of Dongyi City to accept our conditions." Fan Xian said softly, "It was mentioned in a book on the Three Kingdoms that subjects can surrender, because they are still subjects, only the Lord of the City, If he surrenders, he is nothing."
"Another key is the inheritance of Dongyi City." He rubbed the center of his brows, "If Yun Zhilan really wants to fight Shisan, we outsiders won't be able to play a big role beforehand."
After pondering for a moment, Shi Chanli asked in a low voice: "Before the teacher left Beijing, what is the bottom line given by His Majesty?"
"Proclaiming ministers, paying tribute, disbanding the army, the vassal states opened their borders, our Qing army entered and stationed, and all the princes and princes gathered to live in the capital." Fan Xian said with his head down.
Shi Chanli took a deep breath, thinking that these conditions will soon come to fruition, and if Dongyi City is abolished, His Majesty's appetite is too great. If he wants to intimidate only with his strong national power, he will surrender without a fight. I am afraid that no one in Dongyi City would dare to accept such conditions of losing power and humiliating the country.
"Of course, the number of years can be discussed again. It doesn't have to be a matter of time." Fan Xian said softly. In fact, it was after a long private argument between him and Emperor Qing that he bought more time for Dongyi City. After a pause, he continued: "If these little princes dare not live in the capital, His Majesty will build another new residence for them in Yanjing, and naturally he will not treat them badly."
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Shi Chanli shook his head and said, "No one will agree to such conditions. If their heads are put on my cutting board in Daqing, I'm afraid they would rather fight to the death, at least they still have some hope." .”
Fan Xian didn't answer this question, but instead said, "Northern Qi people definitely can't just sit and watch Dongyi being swallowed by us, this time they will definitely do something wrong."
"What can they do?"
Fan Xian lifted the curtain of the car window, looked at the green trees on the official road, and said casually: "The little emperor of Northern Qi will first try to persuade Si Gujian to join forces with Northern Qi before his death, and Northern Qi will give Dongyi City a lot of support. If the Northern Qi people find out that Dongyi City really can't resist and is ready to agree to the treaty with the Daqing Dynasty, then they will destroy this agreement at all costs."
Before Shi Chanli could open his mouth, he continued softly: "Kill me, or kill an important person in Dongyi City, and stir up the already strong hatred and blood between Dongyi City and me, Nanqing. The war has begun, and even if Dongyi City wants to surrender, with His Majesty's character, he will not agree. At that time, the people of Northern Qi can sit on the wall and make plans."
While saying these words, the convoy turned a corner towards the southeast, followed a small mountain and a clear stream, and headed towards Song State. Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked back. Yanjing City was still clearly visible. The soldiers in that big camp were waiting for the coming of the war, or fearing the coming of the war.
Miss Wang's family is going to marry into Prince He's Mansion as a side concubine, so it is naturally impossible to come to see Fan Xian off today, but she still respectfully asks Governor Wang to bring Fan Xian a gift. Every time he thinks about this miserably miserly young lady who was savage at first, but was punished by him later, Fan Xian will feel a little complicated.
No matter what kind of temperament a person is, no matter if he or she is a great master or the daughter of an arrogant and powerful man, if he or she has a goal that he or she wants to achieve in this world, then he or she will definitely be willing to spend his or her daily life for it. Impossible price to pay.
"I'm only worried about one thing now." Fan Xian withdrew his gaze from the car window, and said softly, "Si Gu Jian is not a great sage. If he is like me, he believes in the fact that he is not afraid of floods after death." A creed, that's troublesome."
"Huh?" Shi Chanli obviously didn't fully understand this sentence.
Fan Xian smiled wryly, and said, "Before Ku He died, he played two ruthless moves, which dragged me to great pains, and even gave me a headache. Big men like them can see farther than anyone else. It's hard to believe that Sigu Sword was defeated by His Majesty and has survived to this day, after thinking about it for two and a half years, he would be so willing to admit defeat without any thoughts."
He was afraid of the terrible thoughts of these great masters.
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On the third day, the convoy crossed the invisible national border line hidden in the plain and entered Song State. This small vassal state is not large in size, not as big as Nanqing or Northern Qi, but it has a very long history. Although there is a king in name, in fact all of them are controlled by Dongyi City. Except for the power to appoint and dismiss officials, all armed forces come from Dongyi City's lord's mansion and Jianlu.
Fan Xian was no stranger to the Song Kingdom, and he was extremely familiar with this path. Because the Baoyue Building in the Song Dynasty opened very early, it was the first batch of pilot projects when Fan Xian controlled the world's high-end brothel industry and developed chain stores. And a few years ago, after the Dadongshan Incident, Fan Xian escaped from the mountains with serious injuries after sniping Yan Xiaoyi to death. The Overwatch Council launched a fierce counterattack against the eldest princess' forces.
In previous years, Fan Xian was alone, kept his name incognito, disguised himself, physically and mentally exhausted, with lingering injuries, and didn't know the way forward.
When he came this year, he was followed all the way by the canopy, the attendants were like clouds, the guard of honor was brightly displayed, everyone was watching, and the scenery was infinite. In the name of the world's most powerful minister, he boasted wildly on the streets of the Song Dynasty.
However, from Fan Xian's point of view, he hadn't changed at all. What had really changed was the strength comparison of the three forces in the world.
Rejecting the gracious reception from Song State officials, and avoiding those vigilant and complicated gazes, Fan Xian and his party lived in Baoyue Building. After all, it was their own property, so they were more at ease in terms of safety.
After Chuchu entered the building for a while, an official from the Song Dynasty came to report nervously, saying that a guest had come and asked to meet Mr. Fan. Fan Xian was slightly stunned, but seeing the nervous expression on the official's face, he knew who the visitor was, so he couldn't help laughing, thinking that it was a coincidence that the Northern Qi people had arrived just as he arrived.
He got up and walked out of the hall, cupped his hands and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Wei Hua, the unexpected person is indeed you."
Wei Hua, the commander of Jinyiwei in the Northern Qi Dynasty, had a helpless smile on his face, and solemnly replied: "I have met Mr. Fan."