Yan Bingyun, who has always maintained an inhuman indifference and calmness, is indeed an excellent spy, but the anger that erupted at this moment proved his power and authority as the chief of the Qing State's secret agents stationed in Northern Qi. Control ability. Facing the anger that shot out from the prisoner's eyes, even Fan Xian subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
Yan Bingyun's lips trembled twice, and in an extremely low voice, extremely fast, like exploding firecrackers, he approached Fan Xian's ear and said, "Xiao En is still under control?"
Fan Xian shook his head, and said in a low voice, "After Wu crossed the river, he handed it over to the Jinyiwei of the Northern Qi Dynasty. He must have already entered Beijing."
"Is there a way to kill him?"
"No."
"Did he come out with the secret in his mouth?"
Fan Xian shivered, and distanced himself from Yan Bingyun a bit, looked at him peacefully with his eyes, and asked, "Do you know the secret in his mouth?"
Yan Bingyun looked at the young Tisi in front of him, with a strange look on his lips, and said, "I have been in Northern Qi for four years, so I naturally know that the Northern Qi royal family has never forgotten Xiao En, although I don't know the specific content of that secret, But... since the Northern Qi royal family valued it so much, it must not be easy."
After a pause, Yan Bingyun suddenly said, "Do you know who Xiao En is?"
Fan Xian nodded and said with a smile, "I believe I know better than everyone else."
Yan Bingyun cursed quickly: "Since you know, how could you allow such a thing to happen?"
Fan Xian looked at each other calmly, and said slowly: "Your Majesty and Lord Dean's intentions are very clear. Xiao En is old and you are still young, so we actually took advantage of this deal."
Yan Bingyun fell into silence again. He didn't expect that because of his relationship, the Nanqing court would be willing to exchange Xiao En, but this fact made the Northern spy leader feel a little frustrated. It was a humiliation for him to be captured by Jinyi Health of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but now that the court has to pay such a high price, it is undoubtedly a humiliation even more.
He was very disappointed, the body wrapped in the white robe seemed to shrank.
Fan Xian looked at him calmly, and said, "You're a smart man, since things are settled, you must return to the south safely, so that we won't lose too much."
Yan Bingyun was indifferent and speechless, knowing that this Chief Commissioner of the Overwatch Council who appeared out of nowhere had said the most correct nonsense.
"In three days, I will wait for you at the mission."
Fan Xian smiled and walked out side by side with Wang Qinian. Accompanied by Wei Hua who was waiting outside the door and the deputy envoy, he got into the carriage and went straight back to the mission.
After returning to the mission, the people of the Qing Kingdom gathered together to gather up the affairs of these days, and then dispersed, leaving only Fan Xian and Wang Qinian. Fan Xian propped his jaw and fell into deep thought, and didn't speak for a while.
Wang Qinian asked casually, "Master Fan, what are you thinking?"
"Why did that Miss Shen appear there?" Fan Xian yawned, and continued, "It may be that the Northern Qi people want to mess with our minds, at least to weaken the court's trust in Yan Bingyun."
"How could it be?" Wang Qinian was puzzled, "The imperial court is naturally aware of the means used by Lord Yan."
"Things will always get complicated." Fan Xian said expressionlessly: "If someone wants to do something, this may be a gap... Besides, I still don't understand, Lao Wang, tell me, why should we go and see?" Master Yan, obviously he can go back to the country, but I can't see a trace of happiness on his face?"
"Because the court paid too much for him to return to the country." Wang Qinian is an old man of the Overwatch Council. He knows more about these weird adults in the court than Fan Xian, and respectfully said: "If Lord Yan knows that the court will use Xiao En In exchange with him, maybe at the beginning of his arrest, he himself would choose to commit suicide instead of waiting until now."
Fan Xian seemed to have a hard time understanding the mental state of these Overwatch Council officials. He frowned and said, "Could it be...an excellent Overwatch Council official...really..." He pondered over his words for a long time before he casually asked, "Really? So willing to sacrifice for the country?"
"Yes." Wang Qinian took a sneak look at Fan Xian, and found that the lord's face was just a little perplexed, so he said respectfully, "I admire lord Yan very much, but as an official of the Overwatch Council, or a secret agent of the imperial court, At the beginning of admission to the hospital, one should have the mental preparation to sacrifice for the country, and the secret agents in the hospital only believe in one sentence, for this purpose, any means and any sacrifice are allowed."
"What purpose?"
"It's all for the Qing Kingdom." Wang Qinian's face revealed a somewhat fanatical look.
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Fan Xian's fingers were subconsciously writing something on the table. He saw Yan Bingyun for the first time today, and found that Yan Bingyun was sitting on that chair all the time, and his sitting posture was a bit weird, like a javelin, except for his buttocks, there was no other part touching the chair. It wasn't until the time of leaving that Fan Xian realized that the opponent's feet were chained to the chair. There could only be one explanation for Bingyun's sitting posture. Yan Bingyun's whole body had no good skin, and it was full of rotten flesh, that's why he chose this pose.
"It's all for the Qing Dynasty?" Fan Xian frowned even more. "So they're all idealists."
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The documents from the Qing Dynasty court were delivered to the mission through official channels. Naturally, there were no secrets in the letter. It just said that the Northern Qi Empress Dowager's birthday was approaching, and the imperial court ordered the mission to postpone their return to China.
This is not a big deal. Diplomatic exchanges between the two countries, such as meeting the Queen Mother's birthday, always have to join in the fun. And in Shangjing, Fan Xian still had some things to deal with, so he was naturally happy to stay for a few more days, just thinking about his beautiful wife and weak sister at home, and he always felt a little worried.
"The Empress Dowager's birthday, we represent the face of the imperial court, this gift should not be too shabby." Deputy Envoy Lin Jing pondered, "Why don't I ask which of the following adults to go shopping on Xiushui Street?"
Hearing the words Xiushui Street, Fan Xian thought of the letter handed over by the wine seller Boss Sheng, and shook his head again and again. The water in Shangjing was already deep enough, and the eldest princess wanted to remotely direct foreign civil strife in Xinyang. This kind of muddy water Fan Xian decided not to get involved.
"Then what to give?" Lin Jing began to have a headache about giving gifts to the palace banquet.
Fan Xian had already figured it out, waved his hand and said, "When the time comes, I'll write a poem, just frame it well." These words sounded arrogant, but the subordinates around him nodded repeatedly. Fan Xian, the poet fairy, doesn't write poems. , this is a well-known fact in the world, if Fan Xian made an exception because of the birthday of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi Dynasty, it would be considered a great deal of face.
But... Fan Xian's handwriting was really hard to come by.
Wang Qinian began to come up with bad ideas again: "Master Yan's status in Northern Qi is a talented scholar, who is good at chess, piano, calligraphy and painting. His calligrapher was master Pan Ling. He was here in Northern Qi a few years ago. A middle hall can sell for thousands of dollars. Two lines of silver. Master Fan wrote poems, Master Yan handwritten, and the two young and handsome figures of the Qing Kingdom acted, so why not make the Empress Dowager of Northern Qi smile crookedly?"
Lin Jing and Lin Wen knew that Wang Qinian was Fan Zhengshi's confidant, and thought that this proposal was not bad. Now they naturally knew the identity of Lord Yan, but they felt a little weird, but they couldn't figure out where the weirdness of this proposal was.
Fan Xian scolded with a smile: "Who is Lord Yan? I'm afraid that everyone in the Northern Qi Dynasty would like to eat his flesh and drink his blood, but you actually proposed to let him write a letter and give it to the Queen Mother as a birthday present. You are not afraid that the Queen Mother will be alive after opening the scroll." If you die, the palace will become Mingshou."
Embarrassed, Wang Qinian realized that his proposal was indeed absurd. He salivated and said with a smile: "If you can piss off the Northern Qi Queen Mother, this will be a good story in the courtyard."
Fan Xian didn't care about the middle-aged man's boring jokes, and fell into deep thought. Obviously, if Yan Bingyun returned to Qing Kingdom safely, with the foundation he laid in Beiqi over the past four years and his life in prison over the past year , Mr. Yan will take the position immediately within the Overwatch Council. His father Yan Ruohai is the chief of the fourth branch, and the position of the first branch has always been vacant. Everyone in the courtyard knows that Dean Chen left the position of the chief of the first branch to the still imprisoned Yan Bingyun wrote.
And if nothing unexpected happens, I will gradually start to take over everything in the Overwatch Council—after Chen Pingping dies, and Fan Xian knows very well that that day may be far away, or very near, very near.
If Fan Xian himself wants to firmly control the Overwatch Council, then the Eighth Office is the person he must control. This is Fan Xian's greatest weakness. Except for the Third Office and the Eighth Office, he is basically in the Overwatch Council. No cronies of their own. Originally thought that going north this time would win Yan Bingyun's friendship, and then get support from one place and four places, but he didn't expect that when they first met, Fan Xian could clearly feel that Yan Bingyun seemed to be treating him a little faintly. hostility.
Why is this? Fortunately, Yan Bingyun didn't seem to want to hide this hostility, which made Fan Xian feel a little relieved.
"My lord, the time has come." Wang Qinian reminded in a low voice.
Fan Xian nodded, got up and left the other courtyard. Behind him, the two brothers Lin Jing and Lin Wen looked at each other, wondering where Mr. Zhengshi was going today.
There were Changning Hou's family members waiting outside the courtyard. Some people in the palace had already spoken, so the Yulin Army, who was in charge of guarding the mission, acquiesced to those people in brocade clothes, and took over his job, guarding the carriage to the most prosperous place in Shangjing, Northern Qi Dynasty. Taiping Lane. The sky was drizzling, and it swallowed up the traces of the convoy in an instant.
Master Fan Xian of Qing State Supervisory Council was going to meet with Lord Fusi Shen Zhong of Jinyiwei Township of Qi State today, and the secret meeting would always look extremely mysterious.