Yan Bingyun looked at Fan Xian behind the door with moss and snow across the rockery. His face was expressionless, but he didn't know what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "You know too many things. Don't forget, I have been by your side for so many years, my lord, I can always know something about the internal library, and these years, you have been shifting your focus to the Northern Qi, and Fan Sizhe is still in the capital, if you have not done it before How can you make me believe that you plan to betray the imperial court and move to Northern Qi?"
Fan Xian coughed lightly twice, and forced a smile, "I'm also from Qing, and I have an agreement with His Majesty, if His Majesty survives this time and doesn't cleanse my people, naturally I won't." You will break up with the court and stand on the side of the Northern Qi people, please rest assured."
"It's a matter of national importance, the life and death of thousands of people, how can I be at ease?" Yan Bingyun's voice was extremely low, and he scolded slightly angrily: "I don't care about any weird agreement between you and Your Majesty, but If the situation changes in the future and you leave Daqing alive and go to Shangjing, who knows if you will be driven mad by anger and do those disgusting things."
"Disgusting? Do you mean to sell the secrets of the internal treasury to Northern Qi, or to attack Daqing in the south on behalf of the Qi people?" Fan Xian said with a slight smile: "In life, you always have to keep some promises, as long as His Majesty keeps his promises." Promise, these will naturally not happen... You should be clear that this assassination in the palace was just a small-scale war, and I did not use all the killing weapons."
"As long as I live, Your Majesty must be forced to accept the agreement I made with him last night." Fan Xian's eyes turned cold, and he said, "He doesn't want to cause chaos in the world, so he can't attack my people, no matter what he does. Angry, but for his great cause, he must endure it... Don't forget, those people are also people you know well, they used to be your partner, your friend, your colleague! If you kill me at this time, I don't have a leader in the power at hand, and if I say it without humility, a group of dragons has no leader, and your majesty can cut it slowly with a soft knife."
"Could it be that you just want those people you used to be very familiar with to fall under His Majesty's butcher's knife one by one?" Fan Xian stared into Yan Bingyun's eyes and said word by word.
After a moment of silence, Yan Bingyun replied: "Sir, it seems that you have been thinking about this matter for a long time, but you must be clear, there is only one day in the sky, and there is only one king in the world. If you are alive, even if you keep silent, but I Under the superficial balance of the Daqing court, it is still divided into two pieces by you... This is not a good thing for me, Daqing."
"I just want those people I want to protect to live. For this goal, I must live. In the future, I will stand on a high hill far away, looking at Your Majesty and you in the temple indifferently. You should be vigilant."
"But don't forget that if you die, the officials and subordinates in the courtyard will have to accept this reality one day. Your majesty is so talented and powerful, and there must be a way to take back the Overwatch Council and even your department in the south of the Yangtze River." Yan Bingyun stared into his eyes, and said: "On the surface, you want to guarantee their lives, but in reality? In fact, you are only using the power of these people to threaten His Majesty and the court. You insist on not dying, but you will only monitor The court uses it as a private device to continue your own wishes."
"Why not?" Fan Xian coughed twice, squinting at Yan Bingyun.
"Both the dean and you have said it before." Yan Bingyun said calmly, "The Overwatch Council is a public weapon, not a private one. How can you use the country's public weapon to seek your own personal gain? This is what I don't agree with." Your place."
"Really?" There was a slight chill in Fan Xian's eyes, and he said coldly and sarcastically, "The Overwatch Council is a public tool, and I can't use it privately... Then why didn't you bravely stand up and refute it when His Majesty used the Overwatch Council for his own purposes? he?"
These words directly hit Yan Bingyun's heart. He stared blankly at Fan Xian, unable to digest these words. In the hearts of all the courtiers in this world, His Majesty is the imperial court, the Qing Kingdom, and so on. It's the public... The Overwatch Council is a public weapon, so it is naturally the sword in His Majesty's hands.
"Don't forget what you said yourself. The Overwatch Council is a public weapon, not His Majesty's private weapon. The person on the dragon chair is only one person after all. Don't use him to represent the will of the world." Fan Xian looked at the words indifferently. Bing Yun said: "Since it is a public weapon, it naturally belongs to the virtuous person. Yes, I am not a virtuous person, but do you dare to say that His Majesty the Emperor is also a virtuous person?"
"Since I and his father and son are just two old and young bastards, it's very simple who owns this Overwatch Council artifact."
Fan Xian no longer looked at Yan Bingyun's face, took a sip of the water bottle with difficulty, and said coldly: "This courtyard was set up by Ye Qingmei, and it was left to me by Chen Pingping. Why does the emperor take it? What do you have? Are you qualified to say these boring things to me?"
"The Overwatch Council is an institution used to supervise His Majesty's Overwatch Council. If it becomes His Majesty's secret service agency, you might as well be the head of the Overwatch Council." He put down the kettle and reprimanded in a disdainful and boring tone.
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There was a death-like silence, and Yan Bingyun's heart was really turbulent. He had always thought that Fan Xian was only sad about Chen Pingping's death, so he bravely stood on the opposite side of His Majesty the Emperor. But he didn't expect that in Fan Xian's heart, there was no innate dignity of imperial power at all! This kind of rebellious and rebellious argument was really difficult for Mr. Xiaoyan to digest. He was silent for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out, because old dean Chen didn't teach him back then, and Fan Xian never said this before. One point, the Overwatch Council is used to monitor His Majesty? What kind of joke is this!
Glancing at Yan Bingyun's facial expression from the corner of his eye, a trace of extremely strong disappointment flashed in Fan Xian's heart. He knew that in this world, except for Chen Pingping, who was deeply influenced by his mother, and himself, no one could accept it. These things, even my father who is far away in Danzhou, I am afraid that it is difficult to accept these. It is only because of my own reasons that my father gradually separated from the Qing Dynasty court.
Yan Bingyun raised his head, looked at Fan Xian quietly, and was about to make a decision. For the fundamental interests of the Daqing Dynasty, and for the purpose of his life, he could not allow Fan Xian to keep too many secrets. Too much power was put into the arms of enemies in foreign countries, but if he really wanted to send him to the palace, Yan Bingyun knew that Fan Xian would die today.
Fan Xian didn't seem to be in a hurry either, just waiting for Yan Bingyun's decision. At this time, a tired, old, and indifferent voice sounded in the shadow of the rockery: "It's so late, what is there to say, let those women listen to the gossip, it's so good ?”
Yan Bingyun's body froze, and he realized that it was his father who was speaking. He turned around with great difficulty, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and remained silent for a while, knowing that his father was reminding him of something. If others found out that Fan Xian was hiding in his house, he would have no choice but to kill him. However, his father spoke out at the moment when he made a decision, which was naturally the strongest warning to himself.
Without Yan Ruohai's help, how could Fan Xian, whose meridians were all messed up after being seriously injured, hide in the secret room in the rockery, how could he be bandaged up, how could there be food and clean water beside him
Yan Bingyun knew clearly that his father's seemingly gentle and ordinary words were threatening him with the affection between father and son. If he really decides to be unfavorable to Fan Xian, then this family... I'm afraid it will be defeated from now on.
Fan Xian calmly looked at Yan Ruohai in the darkness, and looked at the old man who was walking around. He held his lips and smiled with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "I won't talk about it, you go back first."
Then, he said indifferently to Yan Bingyun: "You won't listen to what I say. There are a few files in Jiage in the courtyard that I brought back from Prince Jing's mansion. When you are free these days, you Go see."
These words came out calmly, Fan Xian seemed to see that Yan Bingyun would not take action against him. Yan Bingyun stood silently for a long time, with his eyes tightly closed, and finally left the rockery and walked towards his own house. His decision to leave quietly may have destroyed some obsessions in his heart, making his back They all looked a little depressed.
"No one will come from the rockery, don't worry." Yan Ruohai walked under the rockery and smiled gently: "Your words about the courtyard were very good, I hope he can understand."
Fan Xian responded with a slight smile: "It's better for the old man to teach by example and use his own head to protect mine... Everything is for the sake of Qingguo, Yan Bingyun is still reluctant to use your life and death to prove his creed, since everything has a price Yes, presumably he will slowly figure it out."
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In the whole of Kyoto, except for Yan and his son, no one knew of Fan Xian's whereabouts. The manhunt in the capital was still going on like a raging fire without any relaxation. Countless streets and alleys and houses had been searched over and over again. The imperial court felt very strange that Fan Xian, who was seriously injured and unable to move, disappeared from people's sight like a wandering ghost.
The Overwatch Council is also cooperating with the imperial court's intentions and carrying out all kinds of intelligence sorting work, but nothing is obtained. This time, the pursuit is mainly by the military and the inner court. The Overwatch Council is only cooperating, so the affairs are not very responsive. Busy, Yan Bingyun, the head of the Overwatch Council today, is not as busy and nervous as Ye Zhong and Eunuch Yao, unable to fall asleep. On the contrary, there are many scenes of him studying seriously in the square and gloomy building on Tianhe Avenue.
Yan Bingyun listened to Fan Xian's words that night, and began to seriously read the letters and files hidden in Jiage. He read them carefully for three days and three nights before finishing them, only then did he realize that this was Ye Qingmei back then. The notebooks and letters written to His Majesty systematically described many ideas about the future of the Qing Kingdom, but these ideas are really too bold, no, it should be said to be outrageous!
These poisonous words made Yan Bingyun feel that his fingers holding the paper started to burn. He was shocked and didn't dare to read carefully. He only picked out the words about the origin of the establishment of the Overwatch Council and read them carefully, because he knew clearly, The Overwatch Council was originally the yamen created by Fan Xian's mother, the Miss Ye family.
Why is there an Overwatch Council in the world? Perhaps the answer can be found in these letter files. Isn't the purpose of the Overwatch Council not to do everything for the Qing Dynasty and for His Majesty? But why are there not many places in those papers that mention the person on the dragon chair and the person who may sit on the dragon chair in the future.
No matter whether Yan Bingyun wants to read it or not, or dares to read it, those not-so-beautiful words are still wedged into his heart like a devil. He starts to meditate, starts to be in a daze, and starts to feel that he was raped by his father that night. Threats and being forced to house Fan Xian in the mansion may not necessarily be a completely wrong decision that is completely harmful to the Daqing court.
He walked to the window of the secret room, looked through the glass window at a corner of the imperial city under the twilight, squinted slightly, and felt that the reflected red light was a bit dazzling. After being slightly startled, he dug out a piece of black cloth from a certain corner of the desk, tore it off again, and carefully covered it on the glass window, blocking the view of the palace. It seemed that he could feel more at ease this way.
His Majesty the Emperor in the palace was seriously injured by an assassin that day, but luckily he did not return to heaven. He just fell into a coma and woke up sometimes, and he did not know what the situation was like today. He issued a series of pursuit orders to keep Fan Xian in the territory of the Qing Kingdom. On the contrary, the imperial court didn't care much about those assassins from Northern Qi and Dongyi City, those few assassins who survived by chance. .
Yan Bingyun lifted a corner of the black cloth, squinted his eyes at the glorious imperial city, and thought of another matter. It seemed that apart from chasing and killing Fan Xian or looking for Fan Xian's body, the inner court was vaguely I was looking for something, and in His Majesty's mind, that thing seemed to be more important than Fan Xian, so what could it be
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The light snow fell from time to time, and the square in front of the palace had no traces left a few days ago, and the blood and snow had been washed away, revealing the clean and tidy bluestone blocks below. Those arrow marks flying all over the sky did not leave the slightest proof, only the blue bricks on the vermilion wall of the imperial city, and the bluestone ground to the west, a few frightening deep holes, showing the cruelty of that day At the same time, it proved to the people in the past that the terrifying blow from the sky did exist, and it was not just a movement that people imagined.
Fan Ruoruo was wearing a snow-white overcoat, and stood quietly in front of the deep palace gate under the imperial city, waiting for the imperial guards and guards to jointly examine the waist badge for entering the palace. The defense force of the country is so strict that it is in a state of wartime, and she knows well that what really frightened the court was the assassination of His Majesty, but this matter was still concealed within a certain range and did not spread to the public. folk.
Entering the palace today is an order from His Majesty after waking up, and the Imperial Hospital personally went to Fan Manor to invite her. The serious injuries he suffered were not the internal wounds and sword marks left by the assassins, but the most deadly ones were the steel pieces in the middle of his chest that were spattered into his flesh and blood. As we all know, this strange treatment method called surgery is used by the whole world. , it seems that only the Miss Fan family can do it.
On the way here, Fan Ruoruo already knew the current physical condition of His Majesty the Emperor from the mouth of the imperial physician, and knew that His Majesty did not die from his shot. Yes, she didn't have any serious disappointment, but she was a little dazed.
She lived in the palace for five full months, and stayed in the imperial study for five months. It can even be said that she is the woman who has stayed with the Emperor for the longest time in these years. She is very clear that the woman is getting old. What kind of person is the king, but the key is that this king treats Fan Ruoruo differently.
"Be careful after entering the palace. If... Your Majesty is inconvenient for a while, if you want to stay in the palace for medical treatment, you have to send a message to the mansion." Prince Jing's son Li Hongcheng stood beside Fan Ruoruo, and whispered, with concealed brows. I can't stop worrying, treating the emperor's illness is an extremely terrifying thing, and what's even more terrifying is that the injuries suffered by His Majesty are inseparable from Fan Xian, and the fact that Fan Ruoruo was born is what Fan Xian loves the most. Biological girl.
Thinking of Fan Ruoruo's house arrest in the palace a few months ago, Shi Zi Hongcheng felt very worried and worried.
"En." Fan Ruoruo smiled slightly, the indifference and frost on his face gradually melted away, bowed his head to Hongcheng and saluted, then walked towards the palace with the imperial physician Zheng and the guards.
She has always known Li Hongcheng's heart, and was deeply moved by it. Especially in the past few days, Fan's residence has been searched repeatedly. Whether it is Lin Wan'er's status as princess, or Fan Ruoruo's status in His Majesty's heart, in the face of Fan Xian's serious crimes, there is no need to mention it. But at this moment, after returning from Xiliang Road, Li Hongcheng, who was serving as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, did not avoid suspicion at all, and bravely sat in Fan's mansion to suppress those wolf-like soldiers.
If there is no Li Hongcheng, I am afraid that life in Fan Mansion will be too sad.
Walking forward in the quiet and cold palace gate, footsteps sounded quietly, Fan Ruoruo lowered his head slightly, thinking that what his brother said back then was right, this life is a drama, and often it is a ridiculous drama. His Majesty almost died under his own gun, but at this time, he was going to treat his wounds...
Fan Ruoruo didn't make up her mind how to deal with it until the moment she entered the palace. She knew that His Majesty had woken up, and thanks to His Majesty's waking up and issued a decree, the Fan Mansion did not suffer from annihilation. In terms of the crimes committed by Fan Xian, the entire Fan Mansion might be imprisoned, at most Lin Wan'er, Fan Ruoruo and his children would be brought into the palace.
But His Majesty did not issue such a decree, which made Fan Ruoruo extremely admire her sister-in-law's choice not to leave Beijing that day. Although no one knew what exactly Fan Xian and His Majesty said and what agreement they reached the night before the palace change, But at least Lin Wan'er must have guessed something, the capital is just desperately chasing and killing Fan Xian, but not suppressing the people under Fan Xian's protection with thunderous force.
The fact that the Fan Mansion did not leave Beijing to return to Danzhou undoubtedly expressed an attitude, an attitude to test the emperor's sincerity in fulfilling his promise.
Thinking of this, Fan Ruoruo admired his sister-in-law's unruffled state of mind in times of crisis, and felt a deep-rooted admiration for her elder brother Fan Xian in her heart. Apart from her elder brother, who else in this world could force a powerful After the king is assassinated, is he still forced to suppress his anger
With the palace close in front of her eyes, Fan Ruoruo gradually calmed down. She was in the Zhaixing Tower just to help her brother escape from the capital. In fact, in the final analysis, it is impossible for her to have too much resentment towards His Majesty the Emperor. After all, more than twenty years ago, The death of that poor baby she had never met, was so far, so far away from her.
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On the last day of the first month, the footsteps of the twelfth year of Qingli finally landed firmly on this land. However, the footsteps of the Nanqing court were still not steady. Don't be too distracted, and He Zongwei is dead in the middle school, and some key officials in various ministries were ruthlessly eliminated by Fan Xian. For a while, there was some chaos in the court. Fortunately, University Fellow Hu put his old life on the line, seven consecutive days. He didn't go back to the mansion all day and night, so it still didn't delay too much the important affairs of the government.
And the footsteps in the shadows are still chaotically trampling. The capital seems to have returned to normal, but in fact it is still under very strict control, especially for the killing of those assassins, and it has never been relieved. The court of the Qing Dynasty must be proud of this matter. Those ninth-rank powerhouses who were seriously injured by His Majesty before being shot by thousands of arrows should still be besieged in the capital and live in fear. In such a big city, However, they were able to strictly seal off the possibility of these strong men escaping. On the one hand, it was because these strong men were seriously injured, and on the other hand, they had to admit the terror of the Qing state apparatus.
At present, the deaths of five assassins have been confirmed, and the corpses have been transported into the palace, but at least three assassins whose names are known are still missing. Saburo, Begonia Blossoming, the Saintess of the Northern Qi Dynasty. These three people were almost captured several times in the capital, but they escaped the siege in embarrassment only after paying the price in blood every time.
As for... Fan Xian, he didn't even notice his shadow. Yes, Fan Xian was gone, and so was his shadow. It was only at this moment that the officials of the Qing Kingdom who were in charge of the slaughter realized that the characters cultivated by the Overwatch Council were indeed among these people. So talented.
However, the officials are still confident, because Master Xiao Fan was seriously injured, His Majesty said that the person's meridian has been destroyed, and it is impossible to recover within a year.
On the other hand, those court officials who entered the palace every night to report their progress and hand in papers to His Majesty, inevitably saw another scene that they had long been accustomed to, but now it was extremely strange. His Majesty was lying weakly on the pile of quilts. , a woman dressed as an ordinary girl, served His Majesty coldly but carefully, bringing medicine, drinking and feeding for His Majesty.
That woman is Miss Fan's family. The officials of the imperial court have already gotten used to seeing her face in the past five months, but they never imagined that she only went out for a day, why did she come back again? Didn't Master Xiao Fan become the assassin's prisoner, why is his sister still serving by His Majesty's side? What is Manager Yao thinking? Don't you worry that Miss Fan's family will do something bad
Not only Miss Fan's family served His Majesty in the palace every day, but Fan's mansion, which was regarded as a dead place by everyone, did not seem to have turned into a hell. Once in the palace, bring some fresh food to His Majesty and tell naughty jokes.
What is this called? Your Majesty is going crazy if he wants to kill Master Xiao Fan, but he doesn't want to embarrass his wife and sister at all? This scene is so absurd and absurd that it is really incomprehensible.
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The dreary atmosphere in Kyoto was finally broken one day in early February. Eunuch Yao received a top-secret news. After a long talk with His Majesty who was weak after injury in the imperial study that night, countless people from the inner court and the military , they quietly gathered from all directions, and came to the gate of the first-class Chenghai Viscount's Mansion.
The first moment the morning light came out, the green shoots on the tree were still sleeping under the veneer, and the gate of the Yan Mansion was slammed open, and the sergeants surrounded from all directions guarded all positions, and more than twenty masters Leaping directly from the high courtyard wall, they seemed to know where the target was, and rushed directly to the rockery in the back garden.
Eunuch Yao waited calmly outside the Yan Mansion with his hands in his sleeves, without the slightest intention of entering the mansion to speak. The young male master of the Yan Mansion is also the head of the Overwatch Council after all.
This operation did not disclose any information to the Overwatch Council, because once the nobleman was caught in the Yan Mansion, I am afraid that Yan Bingyun would not be able to explain it clearly.
Mr. Xiaoyan was wearing a pajamas, looking solemnly at the arrogant sergeants searching around in the mansion, the anger in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, but his expression remained calm. The most successful spy of the Qing Kingdom, The strength of the mind is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
He didn't rush to his father's residence behind the garden, he just stood in the door of the bedroom, watching this scene indifferently. On the bed behind him, his wife, Miss Shen, sat up slowly and asked with a trembling voice, "What happened?"
"Don't you know what happened?" Yan Bingyun didn't turn his head, his voice was squeezed into a cold line.
Sitting on the bed, Shen Wan'er's complexion changed drastically, and after a long while, she replied with a trembling voice: "What did you say?"
"Only my father and I know, and you were the one who reminded me first." Yan Bingyun had a bitter smile on his lips, "It was true that I betrayed you back then, but it has been so many years. I have already forgotten, and we are husband and wife after all, I didn't expect that you would still be unwilling to let my old Yan's family be ruined."
Shen Wan'er's body trembled, knowing that her husband had seen through what she had done, she said sadly to Yan Bingyun's back: "I don't think so, but he is a criminal after all, if the court finds out, How can our family get away with it? Besides, he is a formidable person, if he hid in by himself and the manor didn't find it, the court would believe it."
"Yeah, our family has the merits of being the first to act, but also has the crime of sheltering." Yan Bingyun's smile was so cold and bitter, "I still can't figure out why you did this, you are Bei Qi People, when did you become so loyal to my Daqing court?"
There was a lot of noise coming from the courtyard of the Yan Mansion, but the master's bedroom was so quiet. Behind Yan Bingyun, Shen Wan'er lowered her head and went silent for a long time, and finally raised her head bravely, her eyes full of lingering With a look of resentment: "Why? What did you say? Don't forget, I'm always your wife. Yes, that matter has nothing to do with you, but how dare you say that matter has nothing to do with him, Fan Xian!"
Miss Shen's voice was not very loud, but she seemed extremely sad and resentful. She looked at Yan Bingyun's back and cried bitterly, "My father was killed by the Northern Qi emperor Uesugi Tiger, and then the whole family was ransacked, and the family was ruined...you don't know what to do. I don’t know what family ruin is! My family of more than two hundred people died! My three-year-old brother also died! Who did this?”
"It was done by the Northern Qi Emperor, but you think I really don't know, it's all the idea of Fan Xian and that woman named Haitang!" Miss Shen's eyes were full of hatred, "But what can I do? ? Fan Xian is your boss, your friend, the person you never say, but the person you admire the most... Can I still expect you to avenge my family of more than two hundred people?"
"Since he dared to escape to my side and let me find out, I can't miss this opportunity." After Miss Shen finished speaking, she knew that no matter how things developed, it was impossible to win back the heart of the man in front of her. Sitting limply on the bed, I couldn't help being a little surprised, why I, a woman who didn't understand anything at first, did such a bold thing under the drive of hatred.
Yan Bingyun's body froze slightly, but there was no reaction, he just sighed inwardly, feeling a little bewildered.
The rockery in the back garden had been dug open by the soldiers, but they couldn't help staying where they were when they saw the dusty secret room inside and the space that seemed to have never been occupied by anyone. Yan Ruohai, who was startled out of the room by the sound, seemed to be ignorant of anything, frowned and looked at the sergeants in charge of slaughtering the prisoners and the inner court masters, and said coldly, "What's going on!"
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"I hid in the mansion, but I never worried about what might happen." On the carriage, Fan Xian leaned comfortably on the cushion, although the meridians in his body were still in a mess, although at this time he was stronger than a cripple. Not as good, but it didn't affect his good mood, at least he was out of Kyoto, seeing the more vivid scenery of Kyoto's wilderness, he felt happy for no reason.
When he left Yan Mansion, he didn't know what happened, and he didn't know that it was Miss Shen who never forgot the massacre in Shen Mansion in Shangjing City of Northern Qi Dynasty in the fifth year of Qingli, but he trusted Mr. Yan's ability. Yan's father and son are both elite characters in the Overwatch Council, so how could they not even notice the changes in their own house.
It was still Yan Fu's powerful ability that finally saw an opportunity to send Fan Xian out of the capital. At this time, the carriage was driving on the road in the mountains with dim morning light. The driver was an official from the Overwatch Council, but he was not an old member of Fan Xian's familiarity, nor was he an old man from the Qi Nian team. An official to preside over this matter must have enough confidence in his loyalty.
"That's Mr. Dean, with great blessings." The official of the Overwatch Council driving the car said with a smile, "Otherwise, Mr. Dean would not have found such an opportunity to send you out of the capital."
Of the two principals, the former is naturally Fan Xian, and the latter is naturally Yan Bingyun. After a moment of silence, the official suddenly said, "Master Dean wants me to ask you one last thing. Can you really promise him not to go to Northern Qi and not to betray the court?"
"You bloody bastard..." Fan Xian scolded with a grin, "Of course I will do what I say, and I'm not a guy like the old cripple who has no restrictions."
"After you return to Beijing, help me deliver this letter to Yan Bingyun, and let him find a way to deliver it to His Majesty's case." Fan Xian confessed after a moment of contemplation, and handed over a thin letter.
The content of the letter is very simple, that is, I have already left the capital, and I will fulfill the agreement with the emperor that night, and I also ask your majesty to abide by the promise of the emperor, and I wish your majesty good health and take care.
The reason why this was unnecessary was mainly because of those few friends who were still locked in the capital. Fan Xian knew that His Majesty's main target was himself. If he could escape from the capital alive, it would not be very meaningful to waste the country's power and stir up discussions to keep Thirteen Lang and the others in the capital.
The carriage turned around several times in the field of Kyoto, and circled several times. Taking advantage of the dense paths in the mountains and the several turning points prepared by the Overwatch Council, it took three full days to reach a nearby big state. Outside the state city.
Naturally, the carriage would not enter Zhoucheng, but chose to handover here. Seeing that familiar face, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, and said, "I'm much more at ease now that you're here."
Wang Qinian, who had been preparing to meet him outside the capital, disguised himself as an old man with wrinkles all over his face. He got into the car and inspected Fan Xian's injuries. He couldn't help but feel heavy. He wasn't in the mood to joke around. He shook his head. .
"What do I have to be?"
Wang Qinian took out the powder and calico clothes from his arms, forced a smile and said, "Pretend to be my daughter-in-law..."
Fan Xian gave a wry smile, and without making a hypocritical gesture, he took it directly and said, "It's much more convenient for you to pretend to be an old man than me."
When he was changing clothes, Wang Qinian couldn't help asking in a low voice: "My lord, did you plan to leave the capital from the very beginning?"
"I'm not a god, and plans always fail to keep up with changes."
Fan Xian gave a slight smile, and then replied: "If I can win in the palace, naturally I don't have to go out of the capital again, but since I lost, then I must ensure that I survive. Fortunately, my luck is as good as ever."
"I heard that it's not a place for people to go, and not many people can go there, but anyone who dares to go... will die."
"Who said they're all dead? Ku He is alive, and Sean is alive. My uncle and my mother are all alive and well?" Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was looking for the backs of those characters back then. He said softly: "Just surviving is not enough. I was defeated in Kyoto this time. So besides going to the temple to find my uncle, what other options do I have? This is something I have thought about a long time ago." , you don't have to stop me."
Wang Qinian's complexion was a little ugly, and he thought brokenly: "I don't want to stop you... Who in this world would dare to stop you? Those who dare to stop, except for His Majesty, I'm afraid that all the rest are dead. ... It's not the palace, it's the place where the immortals live, I'm afraid I can't find a place with you after decades of tossing around."
"Our goal is not to torment." Fan Xian coughed twice, forced his mind to control the burning pain in the meridians in his body, and forced a smile, "Don't be too scared."
This in itself was something Fan Xian had thought up. He had more knowledge of that illusory temple than anyone else in the world, and he could even vaguely capture the true background of the temple. , of course, this is all just speculation.
His Majesty was so powerful that even after that gunshot, he survived and woke up. Fan Xian knew that after this battle, His Majesty would never go out of the palace in person again to risk himself. The current situation between Fan Xian and the emperor was a mutual coercion based on the long conversation between father and son before they took action. After all, this was a war between two people. Neither Emperor Qing nor Fan Xian wanted the flames of war to spread throughout the world. Therefore, Fan Xian had to find a force capable of defeating His Majesty after he suffered a disastrous defeat in this battle.
Fan Xian felt a little heavy in his heart. He knew how lofty the temple was in the hearts of the world, but he was very worried about Wu Zhu's safety. For the injury of his meridians, for the sake of For many, many purposes, he had to go to the temple with great difficulty.
"How to get there?" Wang Qiqing pulled the rein of the horse and asked a very real question. The world respects the temple, but no one knows where the temple is.
"North, all the way north, all the way north," Fan Xian said.
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