Fan Xian washed his hands very carefully, and changed three basins of clean water in total to wash off the blood on his hands. The servants pulled the blood into the muddy ground next to the stone lion at the main entrance of Fan's mansion, wondering if it would breed some kind of vicious spirit. The clothes on his body were still stained with blood, so he took them off indifferently, and changed into a refreshing coat, the sleeves of which fluttered slightly in the early autumn night wind.
All these dramatic scenes were completed at the main entrance of Fan Mansion, and Sun Jingxiu, the governor of the capital, the chief officer of the Ministry of Punishment, and the eunuch of the inner court who came to the palace could see clearly all of these.
Fan Xian's hands outside his sleeves were still trembling a little. After all, six or seven consecutive days of wear and tear were too great, and it was impossible to recover after a night's sleep. In addition, under the cover of the dark night, he was holding the That sword, like a demon, harvested the lives of those who were in charge of monitoring outside the mansion, and it was another big loss, which made his complexion turn slightly pale.
Yingxiu's pale face, paired with the sword on the ground, and the smell of blood all around made Fan Xian look particularly terrifying at this time.
He is the current president of the Overwatch Council, the God of Killing in the Dark Night that the Overwatch Council spent twenty years cultivating, but people are always confused by his identity, his title, his power, his His eyes were blinded by his brilliance, but he couldn't think of Fan Xian. The most powerful thing about him was his ability to kill.
Of course, he didn't kill all the eyeliners sent by the palace to monitor Fan's residence, but anyone who could escape before Fan Xian did it, or who could reveal their identities, was just fascinated by him. Fan's mansion is very close, and within a street, the eyeliner who pretends to be various citizens and businessmen has no chance to show weakness in negotiations, and has become a ghost on the blade of his hand.
Waking up from that nightmare, his eyes freed from the cold stimulation of the snow-capped mountain, Fan Xian immediately launched a counterattack, but this counterattack seemed too bloody and unreasonable.
Fan Xian was not a bloodthirsty person, and he also knew that the eyeliners outside the Fan Mansion were sent by His Majesty the Emperor and the important officials in the court. These people didn't know Fan Xian's psychological state at this time, so they naturally needed to be on guard. However, he had no choice but to kill, because the first accurate judgment after opening his eyes was that the emperor would definitely cut his own power, and strictly control the connection between himself and those subordinates of the Overwatch Council who were loyal to him.
Although Yan Bingyun nominally took control of that spooky square building with the help of the palace and under the pressure of the military, everyone knows that before and after Chen Pingping's tragic death in the palace, this spooky courtyard was only There was only one master left, and that was Fan Xian. As long as Fan Xian could re-establish the inextricable connection with the Overwatch Council, then even His Majesty the Emperor would not be able to stop Fan Xian from successfully gathering the Overwatch Council's power.
At least in a short period of time, the emperor will not allow Fan Xian to have the help of the Overwatch Council again. Ye Zhong led his troops to "invite" Fan Xian back to Beijing, and so many eyeliners were buried outside the mansion. It is obvious that the emperor wanted to take Fan Xian Temporarily placed under house arrest in the mansion.
Fan Xian couldn't give the emperor such time to gradually arrange. Once Fan Xian lost contact with the Overwatch Council for too long, the imperial court would naturally gradually break down the composition of the Overwatch Council's personnel, and invite out those officials who were loyal to Chen Pingping and Fan Xian one by one. It was desperately mixed with sand, just like two years ago when the Metropolitan Procuratorate mixed sand into the Overwatch Council.
Before the Overwatch Council escaped his control, Fan Xian had to actively, systematically, and preparedly let those powers that belonged to him return to darkness and calmness, and wait for the time when he needed them again. All of this is based on the fact that Fan Xian must contact them, the most loyal... Qi Nian team.
The eyeliner outside Fan's residence must die, Fan Xian will not take the risk of carrying out this dangerous work while someone is following him. Under His Majesty's authoritarian suppression, the only way to make a gap in the surveillance outside the Fan Mansion is the horror of blood and death, and there is no other way.
And the news that one crow risked his death to pass into Fan's residence earlier made Fan Xian's heart colder, and his hand holding the sword became firmer.
Four Overwatch Council officials had already been hanged in the prison, not the leaders of the Eight Divisions. It seemed that Yan Bingyun was still desperately trying to preserve the vitality of the Overwatch Council, but he still failed to keep those two officials.
Those four officials were the ones who tried to forcibly rescue the old dean when Chen Pingping was sent to the prison of the Overwatch Council the night before. Dead clean.
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For Fan Xian, this was a dangerous signal, a dangerous signal that His Majesty the Emperor had begun to purge the Overwatch Council, so he did it too, without using any insignificant power, nor did he use any subordinates he could use. He just stepped out of the high threshold of Fan Mansion, drew out the cold long sword behind him, walked in the dark night, and killed fourteen people.
The lanterns at the main entrance of Fan Mansion hung high, and the torches gathered in the long street of Nancheng, shining like daytime. Several officials looked at the bloody corpse being carried out from the four streets and alleys, and looked at each other, their hearts were chilled, their faces were pale, and they didn't know what to say. They always knew that Mr. Fan was not a powerful character who played cards according to common sense. But they still couldn't figure out why Master Xiao Fan risked His Majesty's wrath, arrest and imprisonment, and killed so many people in front of so many people.
Yes, the officials are very clear that those dead bodies piled up in the carriage are powerful spies sent by the palace and their yamen, and the target is the young man in Fan's residence. The father-in-law would be so angry, but the follow-up method of anger is such a brutal killing
From the inner court, to the Overwatch Council, to the Ministry of Punishments... the government departments of Qing Kingdom are probably used to sending out spies to inquire about the news and information they need, especially the first two terrifying existences. How many spies have been planted in the residences of the princes and princes in the capital, and the Overwatch Council is even more experienced at doing this kind of thing. The level to insert the nail.
The matter of nails is not a secret in the official circles of Kyoto. Officials are used to it. But still he could only foolishly pretend not to be able to tell the difference, if he couldn't pretend anymore, he had to make a good confession, and then remind the other party a few times in words, so as to politely send the other party out of the mansion and back to the other party's yamen.
Because the officials knew that these spies' nails represented His Majesty's eyes and the majesty of the court. They never imagined that some officials would kill all these nails in such a cold and arrogant way as today's Lord Xiao Fan.
The Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Punishment took a look at Sun Jingxiu who looked embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Master Sun, what happened to this today, you have to ask the young man."
Murder in the street is already a violation of the death penalty in the Qing Law. Even though Fan Xian is now honorable and noble, and has entered the scope of the Eight Discussions, he can avoid the death penalty, but the living crime is still hard to forgive, not to mention the people he killed today. In the dark, there is still the identity of a member of the imperial court. It's just that Fan Xian was washing his bloody hands in the flames, changing his bloody clothes in front of all the officials, his face was indifferent and calm, who would dare to go forward and arrest him
Among the officials at this time, only Sun Jingxiu, the governor of the capital, should be in charge of this matter, and as we all know, the relationship between the Sun family and the young man is very close. There was a massacre of the scholar, and the killing of the scholar He was ashamed, so the eyes of all the officials fell on Sun Jingxiu's face.
Sun Jingxiu felt as if he had suffered from Huanglian. He knew what these colleagues were afraid of, but these days were even more difficult for him. First, something happened to the Overwatch Council. Seeing Master Xiao Fan riding into the execution ground alone, he was so frightened that his whole body turned cold. He didn't know what role Master Xiao Fan would play in the court in the future, whether he would perish just like that, or be severely punished by His Majesty...
If Fan Xian collapses and loses power, Sun Jingxiu will naturally end up with nothing good, so he has been waiting in fear in the capital all day long for His Majesty's decree to seize the official position. Unexpectedly, in the end, His Majesty's decree did not come, and his backer Xiao Fan My lord, you have done such a shocking and rebellious thing again.
He crouched and walked to the main entrance of Fan Mansion, gave Fan Xian a deep salute very solemnly, and then asked a few words softly.
Fan Xian was sitting wearily on the bench at this time, the Great Wei Tianzi Sword was thrown at his feet, he was not surprised to see Sun Jingxiu approaching, and responded with a cold face.
Those officials were too afraid to go forward and didn't know what the two said, so they had to wait patiently. After Sun Jingxiu came down the stone steps, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment frowned and said, "What did you say, my little lord?" What? This matter is not a trivial matter, killing people in the street, even if it goes to Taichang Temple, you have to give an explanation."
The thirteenth Yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice sent people into Fan's mansion to arrest people. This servant did not have the courage. However, the Qing law is strict, and these officials can't pretend that they didn't see anything when they saw this scene.
I don't know what Fan Xian said to Sun Jingxiu earlier, the governor of the capital no longer showed much panic, and said calmly: "Young master said that the capital has not been peaceful recently, and the Overwatch Council found some women As you know, there are two young ancestors in Fan's mansion, Mr. Fan is naturally a little nervous, so after dinner, he walked around the streets and alleys outside the mansion, looking at some eye-catching people, At first glance, he was not a decent person, so he cross-examined a few times, but unexpectedly those people were so daring, they took out the murder weapon and attacked the young man, of course the young man would not be polite to these treacherous people."
As soon as these words came out, the few officials surrounded in the middle gasped. They had seen shameless and vicious dignitaries, but they had never seen such shameless and vicious dignitaries. It is self-defense, and it seems to be reasonable, but the young man in Fan's mansion single-handedly went to ask about the whereabouts of the old woman, but was chased and killed by fourteen guys. No one believed it either.
"Of course I don't believe it, but I don't have any evidence. Of course, I can also ask the young man to go back to the yamen to ask for a confession, but it's already late at night, and I don't have that interest. "Sun Jingxiu straightened his back suddenly, looked at the colleagues around him and said indifferently: "My lords also have this kind of right, if you are willing to take over this case, you can do whatever you want... But I would like to remind you all , those who died were basically people from the palace, and the palace didn’t say anything, so it’s best not to act rashly.”
This is a big piece of nonsense. Everyone knows who died outside Fan's mansion today. This was originally a matter between His Majesty the Emperor and the young prince. They would not dare to intervene even if these officials had the guts. Xian has gone too far today, and the matter will soon be reported to the palace. If the officials like himself don't react in advance, who knows what the palace thinks of them
After Sun Jingxiu said this, he took the yamen servants of the capital and left. He didn't bother to care about these things anymore. He had a few simple conversations with Fan Xian earlier, and he took a reassurance, although the taste of the meatballs was not very good. , but at least the young man said that as long as he doesn't die, the Sun Mansion will be fine. This point has already been said, Sun Jingxiu has nothing to complain about, just follow his orders.
Watching the people from the Kyoto Prefecture leave the main gate of the Fan Mansion, Fan Xian stood up from the bench, glanced coldly at the officials at the foot of the stone steps, and picked up from his feet the big Wei handle that was regarded as a treasure by the world. Tianzijian, like picking up a mop with water, casually slapped the stone lion's head twice.
This style of behavior is very similar to the shameless and lifeless Po San'er, but it happened to be done by Master Xiao Fan. The strong contrast made the faces of those officials change.
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After entering the mansion, a maid came forward and handed him a thick robe. Fan Xian felt his body warmer now. While walking towards the back house while tightening his skirt, he asked casually, "The water from the reed root is ready?" Is it ready? Hurry up and send it when it’s done.”
The girl responded, and then went to the boy's room to watch. Fan Xian went to the back house alone, sat by the bed, and said softly to his wife Lin Wan'er beside the table, "I killed fourteen, maybe twenty-eight will come tomorrow."
"Actually, those are only subordinates of the imperial court, and they are ordered by the palace and other ministries. Why bother..." Lin Wan'er showed a trace of impatience on her face, and said, "Besides, even if you are unhappy and want to die in prison If we can take revenge on the two Overwatch Council subordinates here, we won’t spread the fire on those people.”
"You don't understand. His Majesty wants to put me under house arrest in this mansion, but he knows that unless he comes out of the palace to stare at me, even Ye Chonglai will not be able to block my connection with the outside world." Fan Xian wiped his face. With the cold sweat on his forehead, he felt that his body was still a little weak, and said in a rustling voice: "Your Majesty is busy with everything, how could he stare at me personally, so he can only cast a big net outside our house."
"I must tear this net apart, otherwise I will turn into a frog in a pot of warm water. When I die, I don't know how I died." Fan Xian's eyebrows showed a palpitating chill.
"But you also said that if you killed fourteen people today, there may be twenty-eight people tomorrow. Your Majesty is the Lord of the Qing Kingdom, and all the subjects in the world are tools in his hands. No matter what, you can kill them endlessly." Lin Wan'er looked at him with worry.
"If you kill a lot, it will naturally be scary." Fan Xian lowered his head slightly and said, "It is true that the imperial power is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and it is irresistible, but the fear of death must also make the eyeliners of those officials who pull the net. Subconsciously leaked a little hole."
Hearing these words, the worry on Lin Wan'er's face did not fade away, her watery eyes were full of concern and anxiety for Fan Xian, and she said softly: "But if Your Majesty wants to subdue you, there are still many ways. .”
Fan Xian propped his hands on his sides, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said quietly: "He kept my sister in the palace, which is forcing me not to leave the capital, but if he wants to subdue me, he must keep my sister in the palace." I will be imprisoned in the palace, and will be imprisoned by his side, I don't think His Majesty will take such a risk."
Speaking of this, he raised his head to look at his wife's worried face, and said gently: "Shuning and Liangzi have already left the city, you have done a good job in this matter, otherwise we parents would be in Beijing , I really can't let go of my hands and feet."
"Sisi and the others should have arrived at the clan village, but I think there must be news from the palace." Lin Wan'er sighed, walked to his side, and gently rested her head on his shoulder, "I don't care what you want What to do, you just have to think about it, my sister is still in the palace, and the two little ones haven't gone far."
"That's why I want to get in touch with my people." Fan Xian stroked his wife's slightly thin cheeks pityingly, "Sisi is usually inconspicuous, but she is actually a very assertive person who can endure hardships, Tengzijing If I can get in touch with the people in Qi Nian's team, I will naturally have a way to send them back to Danzhou."
"As for my sister still in the palace...it shouldn't be a problem." Fan Xian's voice suddenly turned cold, "I challenge His Majesty's majesty head-on today, just to see what step he wants to take."
"Are you really not afraid that the emperor's uncle will punish you severely?" Lin Wan'er sat up straight and looked at him worriedly. She deeply knew how cold-blooded and ruthless the relative sitting on the dragon chair was. When Xian is no longer the illegitimate child he can control, how will he respond? Lin Wan'er always thought that Fan Xian's current actions were too radical and too risky.
"Any of His Majesty's actions have nothing to do with family affection or feelings, but only with interests." Fan Xian closed his eyes and said, "If we accept this benchmark, we can try to analyze it. Your Majesty may be angry, but he won't. Drive me to a corner."
"Whether it's the children I'm going to send to Danzhou, or Ruoruo in the palace, or...you." Fan Xian opened his eyes, looked at his wife, and said slowly: "This is my bottom line, if Your Majesty breaks If we exceed this bottom line, we can only force us to turn our backs in advance.”
Lin Wan'er looked at him with some confusion.
Fan Xian said: "I will never underestimate any of my enemies, but I will never underestimate myself either. No matter if His Majesty forces me to turn against me or kills me, it will only be brought to him and to the Daqing Dynasty. The consequences he can't bear, the chaos that is hard to deal with."
"If I die, what will happen to Dongyi City? Will Sigujian's disciples and grandchildren still abide by that unwritten agreement? Although the 10,000 elite soldiers in the hands of His Highness have sand mixed with the imperial court, the movement of the forbidden army three years ago has already disappeared." It shows our big brother's ability to command soldiers. He can completely control this powerful army in a short time... Chen Pingping is dead, and if I die again, big brother will definitely not listen to me again, even if he doesn't lead the soldiers to fight back Kyoto, but at least I will stay in Dongyi City and watch the father in Kyoto with cold eyes... Your Majesty had better not use Aunt Ning to threaten him. From your description, Aunt Ning has died after the incident in the Imperial Study. Zhi, with her strong and passionate temperament, if His Majesty uses her life to threaten elder brother to return to Beijing, I am afraid that she will die in front of His Majesty immediately."
"Yun Zhilan is not a fool. If I die, he can definitely guess what my elder brother is thinking. There is such a strong support for no reason, and he will definitely assist with all his strength, so as to maintain Dongyi City's independent status."
"If I die, how will Hongcheng, who is still in Dingzhou, react?"
"If I die, what kind of turmoil will happen to Jiangnan, which I have been running for five years? Even if Xia Qifei betrays me, I still have enough ways to make the whole Jiangnan chaos."
"Not to mention the Overwatch Council, now the Overwatch Council remains silent. On the one hand, it is because of the large army outside the court, and more importantly, because all the officials are watching me secretly. They want to know what I want to do. If I also If you die, the Overwatch Council will be disbanded."
"Look, if His Majesty really forces me to turn against you, or kills me directly, it will bring so much turmoil." Fan Xian had a strange smile on his lips, and said faintly: " How could he be willing? How could he... dare? "
In fact, Fan Xian still has a lot of bargaining chips hidden behind him that he hasn't said. One is not necessary, and he himself doesn't have much confidence in North's bargaining chips. However, so far, the last four words he uttered indifferently were so firm and confident.
Inheriting his mother's legacy, under the care of countless elders, including the favor and trust of the emperor Lao Tzu over the years, coupled with the overt or covert support of those old monsters, Fan Xian finally lived up to everyone's expectations and became the leader of today's world. In fact, he was the only big man who could meet the eyes of His Majesty, the mighty Emperor of the Qing Kingdom, without backing down.
Perhaps no one noticed this at ordinary times, but once people set their sights on it, they would be shocked to find that the wind and rain in the country and the world over the years had actually created such a deformed existence as Fan Xian.
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"I think you still underestimated Your Majesty." Lin Wan'er said softly after a long silence: "Perhaps for the sake of the Qing Dynasty and the world, he will tolerate your disrespect, but it is definitely not based on the things he can influence you fear, but it includes many other things, perhaps some subtle things. Once he finds out that you really don't have any affection for him, he will definitely erase you directly."
"The best way to destroy a person is to destroy his body." Lin Wan'er looked at Fan Xian blankly, "Do you think that if His Majesty is really willing to kill you, he would still care about Dongyi City's return and rebellion? He Will he care about Li Hongcheng's little power in Dingzhou, and how much hunger and pain the people in Jiangnan will suffer?"
"If he really has the heart to kill you, why would he care about anything else in the world? Your Majesty, even if the whole world betrays him, he still has the courage and strength to start a new world, not to mention you at most It can only make his world have more scars that are extremely difficult to repair."
Lin Wan'er gently stroked his haggard and pale face, and sighed, "Don't think about me, don't think about the child, no matter what you do, think about yourself."
Fan Xian was silent. He had to admit that although he had always been the person in the world who had the deepest understanding of the emperor Lao Tzu, his wife, who grew up at the emperor's lap since childhood, had a better grasp of the inertia of emotions and thinking. .
"Let's not talk about that, the reed root soup is coming later, you have to drink it while it's hot." Fan Xian forced a smile. Wan'er's condition has been extremely stable over the years. Apart from Mr. Fei and Fan Xian's medicines, the biggest contributor is the soup made from reed roots from the North Sea.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Fan Xian suddenly thought of Beihai, those reed leaves that pricked people's skin with slight pain, and that woman whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and who he hadn't thought of for a long time. I don't know if she is okay in Xihu now? The reason why he suddenly thought of Haitang Blossoming at this time was because after the previous conversation, Fan Xian had a clearer judgment on what he should do.
Wan'er is right, the best way to destroy a person is to destroy his body. Fan Xian closed his eyes and remained silent, thinking about how to melt the snow mountain that will never disappear for thousands of years? How can one defeat a grand master? Begonia? Or Thirteen Lang? Or... yourself? Or is it that no one in this world can do it
Fan Xian began to miss Uncle Wu Zhu, but not because he missed the iron rod beside him, but because he subconsciously missed his dearest relatives when his mind was gloomy.
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On the second day, the main gate of Fan Mansion was opened wide, and the eyeliner sent by the inner court filled the dark places around this street in Nancheng again. It seems that His Majesty the emperor in the palace is very clear about what his illegitimate son is thinking, and is testing What, he was just sitting calmly in the imperial study room, responding to all changes without change, killing Fan Xian's time, and gradually raising the temperature of the water in the pot.
The big piece of firewood stuffed under the pot was His Majesty's order from Eunuch Dai of the inner court this morning.
Listening to the familiar Yuyao accent, Fan Xian knelt in the main hall in a black official uniform, his eyes flashed with a calm light that everything was expected.
"By God's blessing, the emperor ordered... to remove Fan Xian from his position as the dean of the Supervisory Yuan, and order Guifu to meditate on his mistakes, be careful, be careful!" Support genuine!)