The carriage made a few bends along the quiet main street of Kyoto, and suddenly there was a sharp but not loud sound from the houses beside the street. Deng Ziyue turned his head and reported: "The servants following behind have been knocked unconscious, and the journey is smooth."
Fan Xian nodded with a wry smile, and said, "It's strange to say that although you were personally selected by Wang Qinian, I have carefully reviewed your resumes, and you are good at tracking and covering up everything. Why did you take action without supervision at all? The prestige that the courtyard should have?"
Deng Ziyue explained ashamedly: "My lord, most of the members in the group are old people from the first and second divisions. Mr. Wang is best at tracking skills, so he picked us, basically focusing on this aspect." He After thinking for a while, he suddenly said seriously: "My lord, I have to bother you to do it yourself. It's really a dereliction of duty for my subordinates, but... my lord, please transfer some people from the sixth office. They are the authentic assassin guards in the courtyard. On the way north, you have also seen their abilities, and they are much stronger than us in terms of force."
Fan Xian shook his head and didn't say anything. He was really a little apprehensive to deal with that "shadow". Occasionally when he went to see Chen Pingping, he once met that shadow assassin who appeared. Come out, the official leader of the Sixth Division of the Overwatch Council has a very strong interest in this guy who once studied under Master Wuzhu.
This kind of interest is definitely not a broken sleeve, but an interest that wants to fight with myself.
So he was a little afraid of dealing with the six divisions, and in terms of force, the tiger guards that his father secretly trained seemed to be stronger than the swordsmen of the six divisions. According to Yan Bingyun's deduction, he should be able to get these tiger guards in a few days, so he is not in a hurry.
"Find out all the illegal activities in Baoyue Tower."
He ordered softly.
Deng Ziyue was startled. Then he asked for instructions: "Then the owner behind them?"
Fan Xian thought for a while, then shook his head: "Since the courtyard is covering for him, let's cover the perimeter first, and seal Baoyue Tower first, and the man will naturally be anxious."
In fact, he vaguely guessed that this brothel, which is making money every day, must be inseparable from the eldest son Li Hongcheng. Firstly, Sang Wen said that the aunt of Baoyuelou was surnamed Yuan, and secondly, he was able to use these little brats in the Duke's Mansion. Moreover, the marriage between Prince Jing's son and Ruoruo has already spread all over the world. If it is said that the Second Highness took advantage of this to suppress the Overwatch Council in his own name, it is also a possible fact.
Thinking that the other party might be taking advantage of this matter, Fan Xian became increasingly angry. Although he was trying to sabotage the marriage, he still didn't allow anyone to use his and his sister's name.
Fan Xian couldn't help being a little annoyed that a good public-funded prostitution turned into an investigation and a fight in the end. Glancing at the girl Sang Wen who was sitting quietly and obediently next to her, she said, "I'll have someone send you to take refuge outside the city, and come back after the case is over. But you should write something first, and list everything you know. article Chen."
Through a conversation with Sang Wen, he knew that this girl was thoughtful and well-organized, and would definitely be of great help to Baoyuelou.
Deng Ziyue didn't understand Fan Xian's good intentions in dealing with Baoyuelou, he simply thought that the lord just wanted to show his sulking tonight, and he just wanted to find out who was covering for the other party in the Overwatch Council.
Shi Chanli thought a little more, glanced at the sect master, and after receiving the nod from the other party, he said in front of Sang Wen: "My lord, why don't you ask Mu Tie directly? Boss, when you were not in the capital, it was the time when Baoyue Tower was rising, since he reminded you, he should know some inside information."
Fan Xian closed his eyes and shook his head: "The reason why Mu Tie only reminded me, but didn't explain everything clearly, then this matter must have something to do with me...or my family, and it is enough for him to say something in a proper way. I don't need to drag him into this matter, and... such a small matter, if I can't handle it myself, how can I gain a foothold in the officialdom?"
There was silence in the carriage, and the atmosphere was a bit weird. After all, everyone had seen Fan Xian's ruthless attack like a wandering ghost before, and now they looked at this gentleman with a gentle smile on his face, and they always felt a little strange.
Fan Xian's martial arts skills have gradually become known to the world since the Niulanshan incident last year, but there are very few people who have actually seen him fight, because those people are basically dead, so people like today The scene is really a rare thing.
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Although Fan Xian had warned Mu Tie not to keep trying to imitate Wang Qinian's flattery, and Deng Ziyue was listening to it at the time, but at this moment, seeing that Mrs. Tisi was in a dull mood, he still couldn't help but imitate his predecessor's behavior. Cautiously interrupted and asked: "My lord, why were you in the Baoyue Building earlier... You are sure that your subordinates carry so many bank notes?"
Fan Xian lazily opened his eyes, glanced at him with a smile, and said, "The 20,000 taels of Cui's filial piety was here with you last time. You said you were worried about your subordinates spending money randomly, so each person only rewarded 100 taels. This is three thousand two hundred taels, and then you sent five thousand taels to the little old man Wang Qinian's house, leaving eleven thousand eight hundred taels."
He closed his eyes, and said like a treasure: "You are a frugal person, and you go out on business for food and clothing. You even gave a red envelope of five taels of silver to the marriage of Mr. Peng's son in the third office of the Overwatch Council. I have said it several times in front of me, saying that I want to have such an evil spirit like Chasha, so it seems that you can earn at most two taels of silver after a month."
"You are different from Wang Qinian. You have never been married. You are a bachelor. Where can you put the remaining 10,000 taels of silver bills? You are such a cautious person, of course you dare not keep them at home. Naturally, you have to carry them with you. of."
Fan Xian laughed, and patted Deng Ziyue's shoulder: "But frugality is frugality. Since the little widow next to your house refuses to come in, she should pack a few pieces of silver jewelry. Don't let a woman keep muttering. You are stingy and stingy, and our Overwatch Council cannot afford to lose face."
Several people in the carriage laughed.
Deng Ziyue looked embarrassed, and explained: "My lord, I distributed the money after I reported it to you. One hundred taels is already quite a lot."
Fan Xian scolded with a smile: "If you're so stingy, how can you be so generous to the Wang family? He's not your boss now."
Deng Ziyue said after a slight silence: "Lord Wang...is in Beiqi after all. The subordinates always think that if there is any problem, his family will always need money."
Fan Xian didn't expect him to say such a truth, he sighed, slightly moved. If they were ordinary envoys and students of the Qing Dynasty, staying in Northern Qi would be extremely safe. To put it another way, they would be able to enjoy national treatment, but who knows what will happen to secret agents like Wang Qinian in the future
Shi Chanli stood aside and asked: "Do you really want to go to Baoyuelou to ask for money tomorrow?"
Fan Xian was thinking about Wang Qinian who was far away in a foreign land, and thinking about the news he received recently that Si Lili had entered the palace, and his mood was complicated. Hearing these words, he became a little annoyed. The Overwatch Council is working desperately for the imperial court outside, but the princes and dignitaries in the court are fighting each other fiercely, and even want to drag this courtyard into the muddy water, which is really abhorrent.
"Of course I will."
He said coldly to Deng Ziyue: "Clarify your identity! When I was talking to that woman earlier, she once said that I redeemed Sangwen from Baoyue Tower, and I will send it back obediently the next day. They come to rob people overnight!... We must respect and be polite to enemies who say so and do what they say."
"Since we said that we will take back the ten thousand taels of silver tomorrow, we must take it back." He said firmly.
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Fujiko Jing got the order and planned to send Sang Wen to the farm outside the city the next day when the city gate just opened. After dealing with these matters, Fan Xian returned to the room.
Under the brocade quilt, Wan'er looked at the worry on his eyebrows, and asked him distressedly what happened. Fan Xian didn't hide it from her, and told about what happened to him tonight. Of course, public-funded prostitution here is naturally an opportunity to investigate the case, and it is extremely upright.
Wan'er was thoughtful: "There is a hint of weirdness in this matter."
Fan Xian nodded: "I think so too."
Wan'er lived in the palace for a long time, and she didn't know much about the government houses in Shangshu Lane. After all, her status and status were different, so she had to explain: "Tomorrow, I will find a chance to ask Sizhe's mother. Liu Shi grew up in Shangshu Lane. Da, her home is the Duke's Mansion, so there should be some rumors about it."
Fan Xian's heart twitched slightly, and he immediately denied his conjecture that Liu's so old-fashioned and unobtrusive character would definitely not hold him back when he was still popular. Now he has a relatively comprehensive understanding of the Liu family. This woman always puts the interests of the Fan family or her father first.
"Going to Baoyue Tower tomorrow?" Wan'er frowned and said, "Those children are notorious in Beijing. Although you are not afraid, you should be careful."
Fan Xian shook his head and said, "Don't worry about me, I've been wary of such things since I was a child." He smiled gently and said, "When I was young in Danzhou, the thing I wanted to do the most was to beat and bully bullies on the street. He is a playboy, but he has never been able to get what he wanted, and he never thought that tonight he would satisfy his childhood lust."
Wan'er lightly poked his chest: "Danzhou? You should be the biggest dude, right?"
Fan Xian didn't answer, and said in a daze, "The most terrifying thing in the world is not cold-blooded killers, but those rich and powerful teenagers who like to kill, regardless of the reason, because killers have a purpose to kill, and these rich and powerful teenagers are just …”
"... just purely intoxicated by this kind of stimulation. You must know that if a baby can kill, he would dare to do it for a drop of milk, because babies are the most instinctive stage, and they don't feel guilty because they don't understand anything. Therefore, the younger these powerful teenagers in Beijing, the less reverent they are for the imperial court, the more ruthless they are, and the more daring they are... It can't be blocked."
He shook his head, thinking of those ruthless teenagers who fell under his hands, the deepest worry in his heart faintly appeared in his clear eyes.
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The fight on Long Street that night naturally alarmed many people. The Kyoto Prefecture, which is in charge of public security in Kyoto, undoubtedly bears the greatest pressure. Those little overlords who run rampant on the street, relying on their family background and the preferential treatment of the court, have always acted viciously and lawlessly. It is really surprising that this street fight ended so miserable.
The official of the Kyoto government who was in charge of investigating the case, after seeing the injuries of those teenagers with broken bones and tendons, was astonished, and felt a little fear and doubt about the "Mr. Take their power to heart, where did the ruthless horn come from
As Deng Ziyue said, it is impossible to hide Fan Xian's identity from everyone in the capital.
After the details of that night got out, even though the Kyoto government hadn't found out who that Mr. Chen was, those smart people smelled a familiar smell from the men in black who jumped out of the houses by the street. Everyone knows that the young commissioner of the Overwatch Council has always had a personal team called the "Qinian Team" by his side.
"Let Yuan Meng come back." Qing Kingdom's second prince said in a harmonious voice with a touch of tenderness between his brows: "If you offend Fan Xian, you won't have a good life."
The eldest son Li Hongcheng walked slowly to the window, feeling a little chilly in his heart. Knowing that his cousin was extremely scheming, he said quietly: "No one would have thought that Fan Xian would go to brothels. With his stubborn temperament, Definitely won’t let it go.”
The second prince smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to grab a piece of dried fruit on the small plate beside him, rubbed off the peel, put it into his lips and chewed slowly: "The more carefully Fan Xian investigates, the more solid the evidence against Baoyuelou will be. Things just get more and more interesting."
Li Hongcheng looked back at him, and said flatly: "From the beginning, you designed it like this, it's just...why did you give Fan Xian this chance to make a move?"
The second prince seemed to be in a daze, and he said after a while, "Because I'm still looking for a way to reconcile and coexist with Fan Xian. Baoyue Tower is the last chance. If Fan Xian is willing to extend his hand, I will be very sincere." Hold it firmly... I want to give him a chance to offer a handshake."