The eldest prince has been fighting outside for many years. Although Ximan is no longer as brutal as it was back then, after all, the battlefield is mostly snowy, and the sword light has been soaked in blood for several years. After several years, this prince and his brothers in Beijing have long been very different. Similarly, there are fewer pretentious things, and more arrogant military tempers.
Returning to Beijing this time, as the First Prince leading the army, he can bring 200 to 500 personal guards to Beijing as usual, but in the end he only selected 200 relatives, and he didn't want to let these officials in Beijing and the palace more Heart. But these personal guards under him are all brave and courageous. At this moment, they could hardly suppress their murderous aura when they were fighting with the envoys. People who are not sympathetic will always find these civil servants a little displeased. But these hundreds of eyes cast their eyes on that carriage, knowing the identity of the people in that carriage, they dare not say anything more.
Sitting in the car was the future imperial concubine, no matter how dumbfounded these murderous men from the Western Army were, they would not be so stupid as to offend the future mistress for the sake of fighting for justice.
The Minister of Rites greeted him ten miles outside the city. Among the officials present at this time, he had the most seniority and the highest rank. In the awkward silence, he finally stood up, ready to smooth things over, and said a few words, But amidst the neighing, few people could hear clearly.
A hiss suddenly sounded, and the cavalry of the Western Army's personal battalion separated like flowing water. Dozens of fine horses were controlled extremely accurately, and a large area was given up on the not-so-large official road. Amidst the sound of hooves, a A general in Xuansu battle armor came forward applauded.
Fan Xian was standing next to the eldest princess's carriage, frowning slightly, and was about to avoid it, but unexpectedly, the horses of the eldest prince's personal soldiers rushed towards them by giving way. These soldiers have been away for a long time, so they don't know what kind of character Fan Xian is. Before seeing this handsome young man talking, he was already full of anger, and now he has the idea of frightening him to the ground, so as to humiliate him. , so the tall horses in front of them brushed past Fan Xian's body, looking extremely dangerous.
Fan Xian, on the other hand, smiled, bowed slightly, and saluted the general on the horse, completely ignoring the galloping and neighing provocative horses around him: "My subject, Fan Xian, I have seen Your Highness."
The one who came on horseback was naturally the First Prince of Qing Kingdom. I saw his eyes were piercing and fierce, his eyes were naturally fierce, his eyebrows were straight, his nose was straight, his cheekbones were slightly high, but he didn't look ugly, on the contrary he had a hint of heroism. The First Prince was riding on a horse, his whole body armor reflected light, he really looked like a god, which made people dare not look directly at him.
So Fan Xian didn't look directly at him, but with a shy and hateful smile, he slightly bowed his head and saluted.
The First Prince also didn't seem to have thought that the reserved and humble official in front of the horse was Fan Xian, who was the most popular in Beijing today. He couldn't help being slightly startled, and suddenly said, "So handsome? Why does he smile like a woman. "
The eldest prince has a rough temperament, he just spoke inadvertently, but was inadvertently heard by the soldiers around him, thinking that the master was deliberately humiliating this civil servant who dared to argue with himself, so he burst out laughing in unison, and the laughter went straight to The skies outside Kyoto are filled with endless contempt. The eldest prince was slightly stunned, but he didn't bother to care about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
And those proud horses were getting closer and closer to Fan Xian, and he could already hear the sound of the horses' nostrils opening. A few long faces of horses approached him, it was the eldest prince's personal soldiers who wanted to ride horses to force the mission away from the official road.
Fan Xian frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the eldest prince would not give face to his future wife, and it seemed that he would not give face to his remote brother-in-law. Seeing the face of the horse in front of him getting closer and closer, the excitement in the eyes of the huge horse gradually rose. Knowing that these war horses are not easy to control, and their temperament is blood-eating, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and prepared to step back temporarily—anyway, he was with the First Prince. The purpose of feuding has been achieved, so don't really turn against the other party. Fan Xian has nothing to do with the direction of the army. This is his major weakness. If the old generals of the Privy Council think that he is deliberately leaving the army In terms of face, I am afraid that the court will have a hard time in the future.
He thought this way, but he forgot that his subordinates didn't think so. Seeing that Mr. Tisi was in danger, the officials and swordsmen of the Overwatch Council hidden in the mission showed their shapes one after another, like a dozen or so swordsmen. Swimming out like light smoke, or standing on the carriage, or looking for the commanding heights beside the official road, they raised their crossbow arrows one after another, aiming at the horses approaching Fan Xian.
"Impossible!" The Minister of the Ministry of Rites turned pale with shock, actually using force outside the capital? If this is going to spread to the world, how can the imperial court have any face? Naturally, I don't have to do it as the Minister of Rites. Could it be that your eldest prince still has good fruit to eat? Even if you, Fan Xian, have the backing of the Overwatch Council, wouldn't His Majesty reward you with a meal
It was only then that the welcoming officials came to their senses. Looking at the cold Overwatch Council officials, they remembered Fan Xian's frightening identity, and shouted, "Everyone, stop! What nonsense!"
The First Prince watched this scene coldly, but for some reason, he was much more pleasing to the eyes of this Overwatch Council puppy named Fan Xian. In his heart, anyone who dares to face him head-on is considered a decent guy.
At this time, Fan Xian was secretly complaining. The officials of the Overwatch Council under him, who had been well trained by him along the way, did not expect that at this time they were actually worried about their own safety, but did not care about the court's face, and dared to put The crossbow arrows were aimed at the West Route Army returning eastward. You must know that these soldiers have been fighting for the country for a long time. If this news gets out, I am afraid that Old Lame Chen will feel uncomfortable for a while.
The First Prince laughed, as if he could see Fan Xian's inner worry, and was going to see how he would handle this matter.
Seeing that someone dared to threaten him in his personal camp, the bloody aura that he had cultivated over the years suddenly surged up, roared in unison, raised his bow and surrounded the front of the mission, and at the same time... Those horses had surrounded Range Xian!
Fan Xian raised his hand, bent his middle finger and ring finger, and clearly made a gesture among several horses.
After seeing this gesture, the Overwatch Council officials and swordsmen put no expression on their faces, retracted their crossbows, got off their horses, and returned to the team in a uniform manner without any hesitation at all.
The Eldest Prince was riding on the horse, half of his face showing his armor remained unchanged, but deep down he was a little shocked. This seemingly weak courtier in front of him is actually under such strict control. In this situation, it is a gesture that can make everyone stop immediately. This kind of discipline, even if it is his own West Route Army, I am afraid that he cannot do it. .
The eldest prince knew in his heart that it was impossible to do anything in the outskirts of the capital, not to mention that there were still the crown prince and the second child waiting at the city gate, so he lightly lifted the reins of the horse and waved his hands to signal the soldiers to retreat. There was an untidy clattering sound, and the soldiers withdrew their bows and arrows unwillingly, and pulled their horses back. Compared with the Overwatch Council's aura of stopping at the order, it was indeed much worse. The First Prince couldn't help frowning.
At this moment, the horses surrounding Fan Xian were about to pull back, but unexpectedly the distance was too close, and the loess on the official road had gradually dried up, and the dust rose and poured into the nose of a tall horse. The horses kicked their hooves and twisted their long necks, causing all the horses to panic at the same time.
The two horses rushed towards Fan Xian at the same time!
This was purely an accident, and the eldest prince couldn't help being shocked when he watched it from a distance of ten feet. If he really hit and killed the popular person in the eyes of the father, I'm afraid that all his achievements in the west will be forfeited! But he immediately remembered Fan Xian's ability in the legend, and he couldn't help feeling a glimmer of hope, thinking that since you are the commissioner of the Overwatch Council, you wouldn't be run over to death by a few horses, right
hiss! The horse rushed straight past, and instantly buried Fan Xian in the rising dust. Only experts could faintly see two bright lights in the dust.
There were two muffled bangs, and after the dust gradually fell, Fan Xian still maintained that nasty smile, standing in the middle of the arena somewhat cautiously, while the two frightened horses passed by his body and fell slumped on the ground. on the ground. The knight on the horse seemed to have fainted, but the two horses were not so lucky. They saw that the horse's head had flown far away with two puddles of blood, and the horse's body shook the loess on the official road.
Behind Fan Xian, two swordsmen in brown clothes tightly held their long sabers in both hands, with indifferent faces and cold eyes, looking at the First Prince's personal barracks not far away.
Two knives strike at the same time, beheading two horses' heads, such a fast knife, such a fast shot!
The eldest prince's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked at the two swordsmen behind Fan Xian. For some reason, he felt that the opponent's attack was somewhat familiar. His fingers tapped the nails on the outside of his thighs, and there was a slight sound. He looked at Fan Xian's every word. Said: "Master Fan is really powerful. I have been fighting for several years. I didn't expect that once I returned to the capital, two horses would be beheaded by your Excellency in public! It turns out that this is how the imperial court welcomes soldiers home."
Fan Xian sighed, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, as if he thought the horse's blood was a bit stinging, and explained: "Your Highness, give me a thousand guts, and I don't dare to kill Your Highness's horse." It was only at this time that he realized that although this His Highness was rough and bold, he was not stupid. His Majesty has conferred the title of First Prince, and this is the first among all the children of the royal family to be crowned king.
Thinking of how badly he offended the other party today, Fan Xian couldn't help frowning.
When the eldest prince's face turned cold, the personal guard beside him stepped forward and said something. Hearing these few words, the First Prince looked at the two swordsmen behind Fan Xian, frowned and said, "So it's the Tiger Guard."
Gundam also whispered behind Fan Xian at this time: "The one next to the First Prince is named Tiger Guard."
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and asked, "You know him?"
"The subordinates don't know each other, but the subordinates know." Gao Da replied in a deep voice, the horse blood on the long knife was still dripping down.
Fan Xian said, "Since you are the Tiger Guard, how could you be so rude to the First Prince?"
Gao Da said in a deep voice: "Master, Your Majesty has an order. The subordinates only need to protect the safety of the young master. As for who the other party is, you don't need to think about it."
The two spoke very softly, and Fan Xian's eyebrows suddenly showed some inexplicable color. After a long silence, he suddenly bowed to the First Prince's mount, without saying anything.
At this time, the personal army battalion under the eldest prince had already carried back the two fainted soldiers, and only waited for His Highness to give an order, they rushed over and beat up the envoys, but at this time the eldest prince fell into a into silence. Suddenly the eldest prince rode up alone, and drove to Fan Xian's side, lowered his body slightly, and said in a low voice, "I like your temper. But it's unlucky for you to kill a horse. After entering Beijing, be careful that I will trouble you."
Fan Xian sighed and said, "Your Majesty, it really has nothing to do with me, please be enlightened, Your Highness."
The eldest prince snorted coldly. As a child of the royal family, he naturally knew the jurisdiction of the Tiger Guards, and thought that it was his father's bodyguard for the embassy, which had nothing to do with Fan Xian, but deep down he was still extremely annoyed.
"It's what I mean. If Your Highness is dissatisfied, don't make it difficult for Mr. Fan." The voice of the princess in the carriage, which had been quiet for a long time, finally sounded again.
At this time, all the officials gathered around, Ren Shaoan took Fan Xian's hand, Xin Qite hugged the eldest prince's leg, the little yellow gate in the palace desperately touched the eldest prince's horse rein, and the minister of the Ministry of Rites blew his beard and stared at those The personal barracks with a look of hatred cursed back, and the elders of the Privy Council acted as peacemakers after the horse. In short, the Qing Dynasty court mobilized together to surround the eldest prince and Fan Xian, turning hostility into friendship, and anger into anger. peaceful.
With so many officials surrounding them, the conflict between the mission and the West Route Army was naturally over. Otherwise, if you do something, if you really hurt any old man, it is tantamount to not giving the court face.
What is the imperial court? It is not the three courtyards, six departments and four temples, but face, the face of all courtiers.
At this moment, the city gate looked from a distance as if something was going on here, and finally had a reaction, and arrived with a horse carrying dust, and after asking for a long time, he finally figured out that it turned out that the mission had arrived ahead of time, competing with the First Prince. Such a big matter is something that the subordinates can't handle, so report it quickly.
At this moment, both sides were arguing, even if Fan Xian wanted to retreat again, the princess in the carriage and the civil servants in the mission did not want to retreat any longer, they insisted on going ahead of the eldest prince.
But the eldest prince lost a lot of face by killing two horses today. If he didn't know that Huwei was his father's confidant, he would never be a courtier to order him around. He would have ordered random guns to clear the way. At this time, his temper was also aroused, how could he let the mission enter the city, what kind of shit princess, you are going to bring the king footwashing water in the future!
Disputes could not be resolved, and all the officials of the court hugged their legs and blocked their horses. Naturally, this fight could not be won, so they had to play some verbal lawsuits, but those soldiers of the West Route Army were very good at fighting. In a war of words, how can they be the opponents of these diplomats who are good at sophistry in the mission, from the rules of the court to the friendship between the two countries, from the sacred heart of His Majesty to the face of officials, the eldest prince gradually lost the wind, but It is very tough to block the official road and refuse to let the mission advance.
A bright yellow car slowly approached the scene of the accident amidst the most lively vegetable market in the imperial court since the founding of the Qing Dynasty.
Someone finally found out, and quickly shut up. At this time, Fan Xian had already retreated, and he was talking next to Yan Bingyun's carriage. He was reminded by Yan Bingyun, and immediately spotted the carriage. , and followed the officials around him, and saluted.
"Meet His Royal Highness the Prince!"
According to His Majesty's decree, the prince was preparing to welcome the eldest prince back to the capital at the gate of the city, but he didn't know that there was such a commotion here, so he had no choice but to condescend to come to mediate in person.
Seeing that it was the prince who came, the eldest prince didn't dare to scold him any more. He hurriedly got off his horse, walked up to the prince's carriage with his armor on, and knelt down to bow down. At this time, the prince had already got out of the car, and hurriedly stopped him, insisting not to let him kneel down, and kept saying: "Brother, you are in armor, so you don't need to perform such a big ceremony, let alone you are an elder brother, why don't you give up?" I can make you worship me."
The eldest prince's temperament was really direct, the prince said he would not let him worship, so he refused to worship, straightened up, and took off his helmet. Although the officials of the Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites beside him were muttering something in their hearts, since His Majesty didn't care about these etiquettes about the matter of the two brothers, what should I say as a courtier.
The prince looked at his elder brother's cheek, and said emotionally: "Elder brother has been fighting for the country for many years, and he has lost weight due to the wind and sun."
The eldest prince replied with a smile: "What's the matter? It's refreshing to run a horse outside. You also know that my brother doesn't like to stay in the mansion. I can't be bored to death. No, if it wasn't for grandma who insisted on me coming back, I would Wish I could stay outside for a while longer.”
The prince blamed: "Not only the grandmother, father, queen, concubine Ning, but also us brothers, all want you to come back earlier."
The eldest prince squinted at Fan Xian, and said, "I'm afraid some people don't want me to come back earlier."
The crown prince saw that he looked anxious, and asked what happened, but couldn't help laughing. The laughter was a little weird, and those ministers didn't know what the prince was playing. The crown prince beckoned lightly, ordered Fan Xian to come over, and asked scoldingly, "You are the one fighting with His Highness? Do you know that this is a felony?"
Fan Xian smiled and explained: "I don't have the guts. Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty came all the way, and the road was caught in some wind and cold. I really can't help but wait outside the city."
The prince nodded slightly, and walked to the carriage with Brother Dahuang's hand, greeted him softly, then turned around, and said to Brother Dahuang with a smile: "Don't worry about these ministers, let's talk about your two Nian is not in Beijing, so I don't know what happened, and I don't know Fan Xian even if I think about it. Come, let me introduce you."
In fact, Fan Xian and the crown prince had never met each other, but seeing the gentle expression on the crown prince's face at this time, he knew that the other party wanted to show his close and friendly relationship with him in front of the officials, so he walked forward with a smile on his face, and walked towards the eldest prince. With a salute: "I have met Your Highness with the honor of Fengzheng Fan Xian."
"You are the fourth rank Ju Zhonglang." The prince blamed, "Why have you forgotten your official position?"
Fan Xian smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's really a little confusing to travel north and south. Please forgive me, Prince."
The crown prince said softly to the eldest prince: "Fan Xian is helping the dean right now."
"I know this, the commissioner of the Overwatch Council is such a powerful official." The eldest prince said with a sneer.
The prince smoothed things over with a smile: "Forget it, even if you don't look at it for my sake, or for the sake of Miss Chen, you can't heal your anger with him. Speaking of which, when you were young, you and Miss Chen were very good... Talk about it , Fan Xian is also our brother-in-law, we are all in the same family, how angry are you?"
The eldest prince snorted coldly, and looked at the reserved Fan Xian: "I was born with this kind of anger. Chen'er was a treasure in everyone's hands in the palace. She married such a sissy, and she was annoyed to see it." You have been married for less than half a year, yet you have asked yourself to be sent as an envoy to leave your new wife in the mansion, with such a passion for power, how can you be a good match for Chen'er!"
Fan Xian smiled wryly, and only then did he realize that he was completely in the wrong direction. It turns out that fighting for the Tao is indeed a housework, but it is not a housework between the eldest prince and the future concubine, but between the prince and his brother-in-law. thing.