"Remember last year when I beat Guo Baokun with black fists, will the Kyoto government want to question me?"
"Remember."
"Do you still remember that when the Chunwei case happened this year, the Ministry of Criminal Justice wanted to question me?"
"Remember." Fan Sizhe glanced at him with some doubts, thinking that what his brother said, was he still trying to remind himself of the majesty of Qinglu? But the problem is that these two cases were settled in the end. It just proved that in a place like the Qing Kingdom, power is still above the law, which is obviously a negative teaching material.
Fan Xian smiled, patted his buttocks, and said, "Twice, you beat the officials with a stick... Although it was mainly because of your arrogant temperament, you have been with me for less than two years. Brother, there is always a friendship, I believe I am not mistaken about this."
Fan Sizhe had scars all over his buttocks, bit his lower lip in pain, and said, "Then you were so ruthless before!"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Firstly, I was really angry. I won't hide it from you. Secondly, if you don't beat you worse, how can we make the people in the capital really believe that our old Fan's family style is still strict? ? Half play, half truth."
Fan Sizhe suddenly said in a daze: "Brother, such an important matter in the north...will you really leave it to me?"
Fan Xian replied, "You must prove your ability first."
Fan Sizhe gritted his teeth, showing a look of fanaticism, and said in a hateful voice, "Success! I can do it."
Fan Xian nodded, then glanced at the red lady in Baoyuelou who was sleeping soundly next to his younger brother, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "When I ransacked the building yesterday, I found out that this woman really has some affection for you... I am your brother , Of course I know that your heart is very hard and ruthless. But when it’s time to be soft, you can also be soft, maybe you will find that life will be much more interesting.”
After all, Fan Sizhe was still young, and he was new to men and women, so he blushed with embarrassment, and responded.
The two brothers said something in the carriage again. At this time, the carriage paused slightly, and the two knew that it was time to part ways. Fan Xian shook his head and said, "It's going to be difficult and dangerous, although you must still have resentment towards me, but you will understand my good intentions in the future... As for the father, you should not have any resentment, just Knowing that in this world, except for your parents and brothers, it is very difficult for anyone to treat you sincerely. Aunt Liu was naturally sad when you were expelled from the capital at a young age, and I am afraid that my father will not have a good time."
Fan Sizhe nodded sadly. Seeing Fan Xian getting off the carriage, and thinking about the days to come, he couldn't help but feel empty, his eyes filled with tears, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
"Brother, pick me up earlier."
The figure of Fan Xian getting off the carriage froze, and replied, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything soon."
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Looking at the carriage gradually disappearing into the night, Fan Xian couldn't help being in a daze. I can't be considered a good person, why do I demand that Sizhe be a good person? Perhaps my previous explanation was correct. The relationship between people is really delicate. Wang Jingwei thought that he didn't want his son to be a traitor. Perhaps Hitler preferred his son to paint.
Of course, these two didn't have the chance to show Fan Xian the practice, but he had seen the two brothers Xiao En and Zhuang Mohan's relationship for decades, and he thought it was right, Qi Qiyan, Qi Qiyan.
No one knows how much Sean secretly did for Zhuang Mohan for the pair of legendary brothers, but he has been hiding himself in the dark, caring about the names of the brothers and not knowing each other to death, it is already very strange. Great thing.
Zhuang Mohan was in his 70s and 80s, when his oil was almost exhausted, and his personal reputation had reached the peak of his life. In order to get his brother out of trouble, he gave up all his lifelong beliefs and came all the way to Nanqing to frame Fan Xian. , The price paid is not just as simple as it seems on the surface, but completely abandons the most cherished things of the Zhuang family.
Coincidentally, Fan Xian was by his side before these two men of the year passed away.
Looking at the carriage going away, Fan Xian sighed in his heart. He didn't know whether Sizhe would hate himself, and he didn't know that in the distant future, if one day he fell into the darkness like Xiao En and couldn't help himself, what would Sizhe be? He will not save himself at all costs like Zhuang Mohan.
The night wind blew over the hills outside the capital, and Fan Xian shook his head mockingly, thinking that with Si Zhe's temperament, he would at most be willing to lose tens of thousands of taels of silver for himself... If the amount of silver was more, I'm afraid this greedy and heartless Little guy, you have to estimate more.
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Yan Bingyun stood beside him, and suddenly said: "You are really a hypocrite."
Fan Xian asked with great interest, "Why do you say that?"
"You take advantage of everyone around you, but it makes people feel like you're doing them good..." The corners of Yan Bingyun's lips curled up slightly.
Fan Xian replied calmly: "You don't have a brother, so you can't understand this kind of feeling at all... I am really doing it for his own good, although the means may be too much, and the effect may not be good... But there is no way, my experience can only do it." To this extent... At least, in the future, I can say to myself that for Sizhe's growth, I have done my duty as a big brother."
"This is the second point I want to say." Yan Bingyun nodded, "You are still a very cruel person."
Fan Xian was silent, knowing that he would continue talking.
"Master Fan Er is still young, and the situation in the north is very complicated... You can ruthlessly drive him out of the capital, make him disappear, and cut off the possibility of others threatening you. Even His Royal Highness did not think of such a trick. " Yan Bingyun said indifferently.
There was no smile on Fan Xian's face. Instead, he asked, "How do you think people should spend their lives?"
This is the fourth time Fan Xian asked others about Ostrovsky's eternal question after Ruoruo, Sizhe, and Wan'er.
Yan Bingyun was slightly taken aback, and shook his head: "My thinking is very simple. As an official of the Overwatch Council, I will be loyal to His Majesty, loyal to the Qing Kingdom, rich and powerful, and rule the world."
"Unify the world?" Fan Xian said sarcastically, "What's the point of that?"
Yan Bingyun was stunned for a moment again. As the younger generation of the Qing Kingdom, who grew up in a period of rapid expansion of national power, this kind of thinking has been cultivated in his bones. He has never thought about why he wants to rule the world, and no one would. Ask this way. Fan Xian suddenly asked a question today, but he didn't know how to explain it.
"The world is divided into three parts, and there are many small countries in the middle. Wars are inevitable, and the people are displaced... In this case, why not unify the world and eliminate the disaster of swords and soldiers forever?"
After thinking for a while, he tried to sort out his thoughts.
Fan Xian shook his head: "I have never believed in the general trend of the world, the nonsense that the long-term unity must be united, and the long-term unity must be divided. Unification will last for hundreds of years, and division will last for hundreds of years. If the divided countries do not have the ambition to unify the world, where does it come from? Great unification...is not a way to eliminate wars to bring peace, but to lure people all over the world to devote themselves to wars. If everyone doesn’t think so, wouldn’t the world be peaceful?”
Yan Bingyun glanced at him, and said mockingly, "Your thinking is very naive."
"I also understand." Fan Xian sighed, "But when I was alive, I really didn't want to see such things as wars. In a year, there were probably more than four hundred people who died at the hands of people in our courtyard. In August, when the river broke its embankment, it is estimated that tens of thousands of people died. If the war really starts, it will only take a few months, and hundreds of thousands of people will die."
"Even if the conflict can be temporarily suppressed, it cannot last forever. One day war will break out." Yan Bingyun snorted, "Even if you recruit the four great masters as thugs in the future and forcibly suppress the ambitions of the royal family, you will die." What should I do next?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "After I die? After I die, even if there is a flood."
Louis XIV's most explicit declaration finally made Yan Bingyun's face change. He shook his head and sighed: "I thought you were a benevolent person hiding in the dark. After hearing this sentence, I realized that I just It's still polite to say... You are not only cruel, but also an extremely selfish person. "
"Misunderstood, right? I told you last time that I'm not a saint." Fan Xian frowned suddenly, flirting with the other party, "But now it seems... It seems... Dangdang is okay."
"A saint in charge of the Overwatch Council?" Yan Bingyun looked at him like a ghost.
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"Then what are you going to do with your life?" Yan Bingyun asked in a rare way like those empty talkers in Shangjing of Northern Qi Dynasty.
"I'm ready to live well." Fan Xian said nonsense, and then without waiting for his response, he said with a smile: "This time, Sizhe is going all the way north. I really trouble you father and son." Traveling across the entire Qing Kingdom, apart from monitoring the movements of officials in various counties and roads, the Overwatch Council, which has a spy network in foreign countries, spreads water everywhere, and even guards and steals itself, it really can't do this.
"You are my boss." Yan Bingyun replied directly.
Fan Xian understood his thoughts and said, "I will report this matter to the dean."
He went on to say: "Do you know? Last time the mission left Beijing, the first night was the camp set up in the pine forest at our feet..." He rubbed his nose and smiled self-deprecatingly: "At that time, there was Si Lili in the mission. Red Shepherd. Today, Sizhe was expelled. Although the situation is much more miserable than mine at that time, I also kidnapped a Red Shepherd to accompany him. It seems that the journey of the two of us brothers will not be so lonely."
Yan Bingyun shook his head with some headaches. It was difficult for him to adapt to Fan Xian's shameless face that would only be shown in front of his close subordinates and friends, so he asked instead: "There is nothing to worry about now, you What are you going to do?"
Fan Xian smiled bitterly: "The other party is the prince, do we really dare to kill him?"
Yan Bingyun said indifferently: "I don't think you have anything to dare to do."
Fan Xian's heart moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "It seems that you really know me well... But don't worry, first you will make Hongcheng's reputation bad, and then you will toss and beat the old second-hand and subordinates, and push the Cui family into a corner. .”
Finally, he said softly: "I won't take care of Baoyue Tower any more. You can help Shi Chanli deal with it. As for what to do next, you are fully responsible. Anyway, in terms of playing tricks, your talent is really higher than mine. too much."