It was dark in the carriage, and there was a faint smile on the corner of the young man's lips, some deliberate in order not to be deliberate, and some men should not have a slightly shy taste, and the faintly parted eyebrows are like those in the Qing Temple. The murals are average, with a natural feeling of antiquity and dignity.
"I don't understand." There was a trace of distress in the young man's smile, "I don't understand many things, such as why he wants to check me, doesn't he know that I really appreciate him?"
He pinched the sachet around his waist lightly with his fingers, sniffed the scent of lilacs that gradually came out, leaned his head gently against the soft wall of the carriage, and half-closed his eyes: "It's natural for me to appreciate him." Father is used to life on horseback, why does he value his literary name so much?"
No one dared to take his words, no one had the ability to take his words. So the young aristocrat is still caught in that absurd sense of unreality.
"Why?"
"Why?"
The shy smile gradually faded from his face, he gently moved his fingers away from the sachet, put them on his nose and rubbed them twice, as if he wanted to preserve all the remaining fragrance from his fingertips.
"It doesn't work."
"But I can't help it." The young man sighed, turned his head and glanced at the bunch of green grapes beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the branches of the grapes, and threw the grapes out expressionlessly, "Father loves him so much!" .”
"Love more than me."
He twitched the corners of his mouth nervously and smiled, thinking of the prince in the palace, thinking of Xinyang's aunt, waved his hand, and said to the groveling imperial censor beside him, "Please make peace."
Censor He Zongwei did not participate in this action, he looked up in astonishment, but saw a look of boredom flashing in the eyes of the second prince, and he remained silent for a while.
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The censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was beaten to pieces and dripping with blood. Naturally, this incident became the most sensational news in Kyoto recently. The new issue of the newspaper in the palace briefly described the situation at that time, while the inside of the government It is clearly written in the mansion newspaper.
Everyone knew that His Majesty once again re-emphasized the authority of the Overwatch Council through this incident, and more obviously, he once again emphasized his intention to protect that young man named Fan Xian.
There is a seat in the imperial study, there is a seat in the Overwatch Council, and if the censor visits him, he will have the face given by His Majesty's court staff. Fan Xian, this already dazzling name, now has a thick black and gray edge in addition to the golden connotation, which makes most officials dare not face it squarely.
And on the day when Yushi was beaten, it was rumored that the young Tisi long knelt outside the imperial study room, begging His Majesty to stop the punishment of the cane, and the Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was able to survive, all thanks to his pleading regardless of previous suspicions . Eunuch Hou, who was executing the sentence at that time, also revealed casually that the reason why he killed the censor without three sticks was also a secret request of Lord Fan Tisi.
Fan Xian did not openly turn this matter into a favor for the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He has been keeping silent about the matter of the imperial staff. On the contrary, this attitude has allowed him to gain more understanding and support. After all, it is He saved the lives of those poor censors. And the Kyoto Shilin and Taixue students who were secretly on his side felt that they did not support the wrong person.
The folks in the Qing Kingdom always thought that the Overwatch Council was His Majesty's dog. It was not until after this incident, perhaps because Fan Xianshixian's reputation was too dazzling, that people began to learn to face up to this institution that had been hidden in the dark. The Overwatch Council...at least the impression of one place has gradually changed. It is not impossible to transition between black and white. In the camps of justice and evil, there will be a different kind of beauty.
Gray silence, this is the Overwatch Council.
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The chrysanthemum viewing party in the palace was still a few days away. Fan Xian sat in his courtyard with his head half tilted, while guessing what Wan'er was embroidering, and at the same time wondering what this little bastard Fan Sizhe had been doing these days. What to play, and occasionally think about whether the second prince who is very similar to himself still has that shy smile on his lips.
Fan Xian was quite upset when he thought of this matter, a little ashamed? Innocent? This is your own signature! Suddenly discovering that a person more noble than himself has such qualities, he began to feel uneasy deep in his heart.
"Master." Teng Zijing said respectfully: "According to your wishes, Miss Shen has already moved into the garden."
Fan Xian nodded and said, "Is there anything unusual about her these days?"
Fujiko Jing responded: "Except for a little depression in Shensi, there is no special performance."
Fan Xian nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Post a message for me, please come to the house for a meal."
"Do you want to notify the master?" Fujiko Jing glanced at him and asked Xiaoyi.
Fan Xian laughed: "It's natural. If my lord father knows that he can have a meal with Yan Ruohai at the same table, I'm afraid he will be very happy."
Fujiko Jing responded, and couldn't help but said: "The censor doctor named He Zongwei is here again, is the young master still missing today?"
Fan Xian opened his eyes, but he didn't know what kind of meaning was in his eyes. Of course he knew about He Zongwei. When he first entered the capital, he had been in contact with him in Yishijuli. At that time, this great talent in the capital was Guo Baokun, the only son of Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, but he refused to let go of his friendship Opportunity, I think it is a scholar who is keen on power.
As for why he became the imperial censor now, Fan Xian was very clear about the secret behind it. He knew that the other party came to visit every day in the past few days, which represented the noble master, because he even avoided seeing Li Hongcheng. I think the Second Highness will be a little upset.
"See you."
Fan Xian waved his hand and stood up. The preparations in the courtyard were about the same. Meeting each other and expressing his attitude was not an undeclared war.
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After walking in the garden for a long time, Fan Xian himself got a little annoyed before he walked to the front house. I thought to myself how did I run so fast that night when I came back from Beiqi? Maybe I'm really worried about my sister's arrogance and my wife cuckolding me
Just thinking about the joke in this way, I felt that the gravel road between the autumn trees was a bit short. Walking to the study room of the front house, the royal doctor named He Zongwei was already sitting in the room.
Seeing Fan Xian arrived, He Zongwei quickly stood up, cupped his hands and saluted, "I've seen Mr. Fan."
Fan Xian waved his hand and said, "It's not the first time we've met, so why not be polite."
This is true. In the days after last spring, He Zongwei often visited Fan's residence, maybe he also wanted to follow the way of Fan's family. But he never imagined that Fan Xian could already see the thought of Ruoruo in his eyes, and he didn't like this person's hidden deep temperament very much, so he drew a clear line very cleanly.
He Zongwei retreated when he came here a few times and no one responded. It's just that this well-known talent in the capital is no stranger to the people of Fan's residence.
Seeing that there was no one else in the study, He Zongwei said directly: "The lower official came because of the past."
"What happened before?" Fan Xian only said these two words, and then stopped. The eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at Yushi He Zongwei's face with a trace of interest, but waved his hand again, stopping the other party's willingness to continue talking.
He Zongwei's complexion was dark, and he could tell at a glance that his family was poor when he was young, but these years of life in the capital and half a year of training in the officialdom gave him a little more stability, and a little bit of the pride of a gifted scholar.
Especially those pair of pupils are extremely clear, and the face is full of righteousness without deliberation, which makes everyone who sees it feel amiable. But in Fan Xian's eyes, it was extremely contemptuous.
"What happened before?" Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "I don't know very well."
He Zongwei is indeed worthy of being the second prince's lobbyist. With a light smile, a loyal smile that cannot be missed appeared on his black face: "There is nothing in the past. I made a mistake. I just brought a box of Yunwu Mountain for His Highness." Good tea over here."
Fan Xian looked at the seemingly ordinary box in front of him and fell into silence. He knew that if he accepted this gift, it would be equivalent to equalizing the matter of the censor a few days ago. In the eyes of the Second Highness, perhaps Fan Xian did not suffer any disadvantages, but got it under the wooden stick in front of the palace wall. A big face, should be willing to settle down.
"Master He made a slip of the tongue, but I remembered something from the past." Fan Xian looked at He Zongwei with a smile.
He Zongwei couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, thinking that this young and handsome Mr. Fan, this young man who lost all his glory as a talented scholar as soon as he entered the capital, how could he look so similar to the Second Highness
"What is your lord referring to?" He Zongwei felt a little uneasy.
Fan Xian looked at him coldly: "I left the capital in the spring and went to Northern Qi. Unexpectedly, when I returned in the past few months, I found that things in the capital had changed a lot. People are forced to retire.”
The root of He Zongwei's tongue felt a little bitter, and he couldn't say anything at all, knowing that the thing he feared the most had finally happened.
Fan Xian said quietly: "Master He should know who Wu Bo'an is?"
He Zongwei strengthened his spirits: "He is the counselor of the old Prime Minister's family."
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Excellency is indeed a person with old feelings. This spring, Your Excellency went to Beijing with Wu Bo'an's widow, but I don't know where that Mrs. Wu has gone now?"
He Zongwei gritted his teeth, stood up, cupped his hands and begged: "Master Fan, the student was saddened by the death of Mrs. Guo that day, so he boldly brought Mrs. Wu to Beijing. It is true that the Prime Minister's resignation is inseparable from the student's move. This matter involves the law of the Qing Dynasty, students will not dare to hide it, and I hope adults will understand." Naturally, he did not expect Fan Xian to let him go, but relying on his friendship with the Second Highness, he said forcefully: "My lord You can target He as much as you want, but the Second Highness is sincere, and I hope your lord will not resign."
Fan Xian glanced at him, and said calmly: "I am an official of the imperial court, so naturally I would not target someone, but Fan is just an ordinary person, and I always have some personal grievances in my heart."
He Zongwei glanced at him with hatred in his eyes, knowing that today's peace negotiation has become a fantasy, thinking that although he has something to do with the Prime Minister's resignation, it is his duty as a subject of the Qing Kingdom, so he used some means to reassure him. how? Don't you, Weng and son-in-law, know how to use tricks? Thinking in this way, he got up and saluted, and was ready to walk away.
Fan Xian glanced at him in disgust, and suddenly made a move that was extremely inconsistent with his identity, stepped forward, and kicked the opponent in the waist!
With a muffled sound, He Zongwei fell to the ground in embarrassment!
After all, He Zongwei was a well-known figure in the capital, and now he is the imperial censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He got up angrily, pointed at Fan Xian and cursed: "You... you... dare to hit me!"
Fan Xian clenched his fists and said, "You are the one who kicked! You have come to the mansion to ask for a beating, so I will naturally satisfy you." After a few more punches, although he didn't dare to kill the opponent, he still beat He Zongwei to death. Got a big pig's head.
He Zongwei didn't dare to stay still any longer, holding his painful head, remembering that this lord was famous for his black fists when he debuted, so he hurriedly ran out of the mansion, but when he left the room, he beat Fan Xian again. A flying kick, plus a tea box dart.
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Fan Xian looked at the begrudging figure of that servant, and felt better. He lowered his head and spat, and cursed: "You've brought my father-in-law down, and you've come to the mansion to beg for peace, you bastard, it's not asking for beatings. What?"
Fujiko Jing came over from the side, said with a wry smile: "Young master, if this matter gets out, I'm afraid the master's face will not look good."
Fan Xian shrugged and said, "It's just a dog that can bark, and it's not for showing his master."
It is said that a few months ago, when Fan Xian was still in the mission to the north, he had obtained the residence report in the courtyard, and he had a clear understanding of the process of the resignation of the Prime Minister, that is, his own father-in-law. And with the help of the dead old man Xiao En, his judgment on this matter was more accurate.
Wu Bo'an was a counselor placed by the eldest princess in the prime minister. Last summer, he instigated the second son of the Lin family to join forces with the Northern Qi to assassinate Fan Xian on Niulan Street, but he died tragically under the grape trellis. Because of this incident, Wu Bo'an's son was also tortured to death by the prime minister's disciples in Shandong. Fan Xian naturally doesn't know now, this is what Chen Pingping's deepest nail, Yuan Hongdao, did.
However, Wu Bo'an's wife was arranged by Xinyang to come to Beijing. Through the hands of He Zongwei, she cleverly moved into the old house of an old censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and began to file an imperial lawsuit.
What really overthrew Lin Xiangye was a very unreasonable murder.
On the streets of Kyoto, there was an assassin intending to assassinate Wu Bo'an's wife. It seemed that Xiangye's subordinates wanted to kill her, but unfortunately, he was rescued by the second prince and Prince Jing's son.
This matter was brought to the palace, and Prime Minister Lin Ruofu had no choice but to accept the deal under the table, and left the capital sadly.
It was from the court report on the road that Fan Xian began to doubt the roles played by the second prince and Prince Jing in this matter. It was also from that day that he began to think about the relationship between the second prince and Xinyang. The real relationship between that long princess.
Every time he sees Dabao, Fan Xian will think of his father-in-law who has returned to his hometown—this is not an official state matter, but just a personal grievance between Fan Xian and the second prince, although there must be something more far-reaching behind Fan Xian Thoughts, but at least, as a son-in-law, Fan Xian always wanted to take revenge on this matter.
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Fan Xian rubbed his fists, stretched his muscles and bones, and really felt much better. He turned around and went back to the back house. He walked all the way, and said to Fujiko Jing in a clear voice, "Don't tell father about this. He Zongwei would be embarrassed if he wanted to come here." Pass it around."
When they came to the back house, Wan'er was still carefully embroidering the thing, Fan Xian looked at his wife, smiled and walked up.
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He was naturally embarrassed to spread the news about He Zongwei's beating, but the second prince still knew about it, and he couldn't understand what Fan Xian was relying on for being so arrogant. The Second Highness seemed to have little power in the court, but in fact, with the help of Princess Xinyang, he had already won the loyalty of many courtiers, so he didn't really think much of Fan Xian.
But now that I think about it carefully, this Fan Xian... is obviously a great talent with a gentle heart, but why did he become an unreasonable Lu Chen? Does the Overwatch Council really have such a big influence on a person
However, the Second Highness still believed that Fan Xian was at most just caught in a dispute of emotions, and he was not willing to condescend to see Fan Xian under the current circumstances. Thinking that Fan Xian should have calmed down after beating He Zongwei, so he just wrote a letter to Xinyang and didn't worry too much.
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In the beautiful Li Palace in Xinyang, the beautiful old trees are slowly and silently pulling away the branches and leaves, and the yellowish leaves are floating in the white gauze curtains. A soft hand stretched out into the air, touching a leaf softly. The veins on the hand were not so thick, but just sneaked lightly in the white jade-like skin, just like the spirit in the jade, very beautiful.
The eldest princess Li Yunrui, who had been away from the capital for a year, yawned innocently like a young girl, threw the dead leaves in her hands to the ground, raised her arms and lightly supported her chin, rolled her eyes slightly, and said: " What do you think of Mr. Yuan?"
Yuan Hongdao, a counselor who betrayed Prime Minister Lin Ruofu and now devoted himself to Xinyang, had no expression on his face, but a trace of panic was just right in his eyes: "The Second Highness is the favored son of heaven, so he must have underestimated the enemy."
The eldest princess chuckled, and said, "Then Fan Xian is just a young man, calling him an enemy, Mr. Yuan is too cautious."
Yuan Hongdao said with a wry smile: "This young man is not an ordinary person. Although the Northern Qi affairs have not been fully accomplished, and the eldest princess's plan has not been fully realized, Mr. Fan was clever in the middle, and his hands were not stained with blood. The tiger assassinated Shen Zhong. How can such a person be described as reckless? What's more, my uncle is a generation of poets, such a person with a beautiful mouth and a heart, I am afraid that his thoughts are many times more complicated than ordinary people."
The eldest princess sighed, and slowly got up from the brocade couch, revealing a large nape exposed outside the luxurious palace dress, extremely fair and beautiful like a swan.
"This kid, it didn't matter if he didn't rescue Xiao En, but he was so overcast in the end. This Cui family is now complaining every day. The position of the commander of the Zhenfu Division in the Northern Qi Dynasty is still vacant. Those Jin Yiwei below dare not Call the shots, the channels for shipments are blocked for a while.”
Huang Yi, the eldest princess' confidant who has been standing quietly by the side, said respectfully: "I am discussing with the Queen Mother of Northern Qi right now, but the young emperor of Northern Qi has been very stiff-necked recently, and he insisted on resisting the Queen Mother's order to appoint Marquis Changning as the commander of the Zhenfu Division. .”
The eldest princess sneered, and said: "That old woman in Beiqi is really an idiot, she can just pick any inconspicuous confidant, if she insists on making her brother the spy chief, is it stupid for her to be her own son?"
Yuan Hongdao reminded from the side: "I don't care about the matter of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but I don't know how the situation in Beijing will develop."
Huang Yi has always disliked him coming to Xinyang not long ago, but he has won the trust of the eldest princess, suppressing the slight jealousy deep in his heart, and said: "After a little chaos in Beijing, it should calm down, and even if you think about it, your majesty is not willing to choose the supervision by yourself. Irreconcilable conflicts with my own son."
Yuan Hongdao said with a sneer: "I don't know what His Majesty thinks, but I only know that Mr. Fan is a master who refuses to suffer. This time, the Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate joined him collectively to remind him that there are some things that cannot be done." Boom, who would have expected His Majesty to be so gracious to him, Fan Xian suffered a disfigurement, and at this time, he must find a way to get it back."
Huang Yi didn't care about his expression, and said, "Does that Fan Xian dare to make things worse?"
Only then did the eldest princess smile and say: "Mr. Yuan is right. I shouldn't be in a hurry to let the Metropolitan Procuratorate touch that little guy this time. That little guy has a stubborn temper." She suddenly covered her lips He smiled and said: "Huang Yi, don't say that, my son-in-law... is really a troublemaker. That old man Fan Jian named his son Anzhi. I think he had the foresight to know that my son-in-law won't be quiet."
She covered her lips with a smile, but a bright and beautiful look suddenly appeared in Li Palace. The vividness in her eyes and the charm in her eyebrows were like the rain in autumn, moistening every space. , Huang Yi froze in place, not knowing what to say, and even Yuan Hongdao couldn't help but feel a little lost.
"It is estimated that my good son-in-law will definitely bite the second child again." The eldest princess said with a smile, "Write a letter and ask the second child to ask for peace, no matter how much he is hurt, he will ask for peace."
Although the words of the most beautiful woman in the Qing Kingdom were gentle, no one dared to discuss the power contained in them. Huang Yi hesitated to speak, and couldn't help but shook his head.
The eldest princess smiled sweetly: "Mother wrote in a letter saying that I will go back to the palace to celebrate the New Year during the New Year's Eve. Just wait, wait until I return to Beijing, and I will have fun with my good son-in-law again."
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And in the capital, in Qiu Ye's arms, the secret agents of the Overwatch Council Division One began to act.
Qin Tianjian Supervisor is an inconspicuous position, but at certain special times—such as a meteor falling, such as Yue’er being eaten by a dog—he is responsible for explaining to His Majesty, and his explanations are sometimes will have serious consequences.
He was a member of His Highness the Second Highness, but before he had time to play a role, he was sucked into the mouth by the most famous black dogs in the Qing Kingdom.
On the long street, with a few swishes, more than a dozen men in black who looked like night demons jumped directly into the mansion of Qin Tianjian. By the time the guards came to their senses, their master had already been tied into a rice dumpling by these men in black!
But these thieves did not leave, but lit the lights in the courtyard instead.
Under the lights of the courtyard, those armed guards looked at the clothes of the men in black, but they didn't dare to make a move.
Dressed in black, Mu Tie, who personally led the team, looked coldly at the idlers and the family members of Qin Tianjian, and said word by word: "The Overwatch Council handles the case by order."
After saying these words, the officials from the First Division of the Overwatch Council dragged Qin Tian Jianzheng out of the mansion, stuffed him into the carriage, and disappeared in the dark night after a while. Suddenly, there was a sound of wailing in Jianzheng Mansion, and the lights gradually went out.