The shopkeepers of Qingyutang have always been just checking the pulse of the inner treasury and taking care of the business for the princes' mansions, and they have not shown their faces seriously for many years. But Shi Qing'er, since she was able to climb from a prostitute to the status of a top mother sang, she is naturally a person who is willing to learn, self-motivated, and has a lot of experience in business management. Of course, she knows how to celebrate Those old fellows in Yu Tang—as long as they are in business, they all have respect and admiration for the elders of Lao Ye's family, just like the scribes in the world treat Zhuang Mohan.
So when Shi Qing'er saw this Sanye coming, she immediately cut off all thoughts of playing tricks on the books, and was even more prepared to lose everything, so she stepped forward gracefully, and saluted with great respect.
The shopkeeper Sanye was probably fifty years old, and the beard under his chin was dyed like a white face. Looking at Shi Qing'er's charming face, he nodded again and again, showing admiration.
Shi Chanli was stunned by the side, thinking to himself, what is the sect master Fan Xian sending such an old pervert here for
Sanye said in admiration: "This girl... must be the owner of this building, right? The old man sees that the location, lighting, and setting of this building are all genius choices. I really admire her. If the girl is willing to stay In the building, I went back to Fan Tisi, I really don't need my old bones to bother me."
Shi Qing'er looked embarrassed, and replied: "The old shopkeeper's praise, all the responses in the building are all written by the big boss, and have nothing to do with the little girl."
The shopkeeper Sanye showed a look of pity, and sighed: "This big boss is really a genius in business...how come...offended Fan..." Fortunately, he is old, he is not confused, and he knows that this is over. He quickly shut his mouth when Shi Chanli looked at the old monster, and just shook his head vigorously, looking around, full of sighs that he was soaring above the peak of Dongshan Mountain but he didn't see a master.
The way of management is reflected in the details. In the eyes of Qingyutang's old shopkeepers who have been immersed in business for 20 years, although Baoyuelou is a side business, the building is very bright, and there is a lake behind the building, and there is a courtyard by the lake. They know how to advance and retreat, know the etiquette, the girls are not arrogant, and they don't lose their attitude... They just pinpoint the apex of the guests' hearts, and the man who presides over all this is really a businessman.
The old shopkeeper sighed here. Shi Chanli couldn't help but shook his head, thinking that the second young master of the Fan family really didn't look like a simple son of a wealthy family, and it was wonderful to say that these two brothers of the Fan family were very different from the world.
There has been no news from the palace, Shi Qing'er naturally did not dare to make decisions about the third prince's share of the money, but the building recovery team has already stationed, so naturally they have to move out the account books for both parties to check. Although most of the merchants in the Qing Kingdom had open accounts and hidden accounts, Shi Qing'er did not dare to play tricks in front of the shopkeeper Sanye. However, after a few sticks of incense, the money exchange in Baoyue Tower has been calculated clearly, and the 30% shares converted into one thousand taels of silver have also been temporarily separated, waiting for the news from the third prince. The Moon Tower has completely become... Shi Chanli's business.
After all this was done, Shi Qing'er thought that the future shopkeeper of Baoyuelou would be Sanye from Qingyutang, but unexpectedly the old shopkeeper left in a carriage again, which made Shi Qing'er a little surprised.
What surprised her even more was that the new treasurer of Baoyuelou who came in from the door was actually an acquaintance!
"Sang Wen?" Shi Qing'er was dumbfounded, but immediately woke up. There was no news about this Sang Wen after he was forcibly ransomed by Fan Tisi.
Shi Chanli looked at her expression and said, "That's right, this Miss Sang will be the treasurer of Baoyue Tower from now on."
Shi Qing'er reluctantly gave Sang Wen a little blessing. When he was in the building, Sang Wen was always deliberately aloof and stubborn because of his past reputation, so it was inevitable that Shi Qing'er made things difficult for him. After seeing the big shopkeeper of Baoyuelou, she knew that she must have nothing good to eat, so she forcibly suppressed the stuffiness in her chest, and prepared to go back to her room to pack her bags.
In fact, Sang Wen was also a little uneasy, Mr. Fan was so kind to him, since he entrusted Baoyue Building to him to take care of it, he must take care of it clearly, but she was a little afraid of the power of the third prince At this time, seeing Shi Qing'er intending to give in, she felt relieved.
Shi Chanli frowned, and said, "Miss Qing'er, you can't go."
Shi Qing'er sneered and said, "I didn't sign any deeds with Baoyuelou, why can't I leave?"
Shi Chanli loosened the button of the collar with some headaches, and said after a little consideration: "I have never done this brothel business, and Miss Sang was just a singer in the past. If the girl leaves, can Baoyuelou earn money?" Money... I really don't know."
Only then did Shi Qing'er realize that the other party still needs her, and she couldn't help feeling complacent, and said with a smile: "If..."
Before finishing a single word, Shi Chanli said first: "Master Fan said it, but he didn't open his mouth. You are not allowed to leave Baoyue Tower."
Shi Qing'er was bitter, and finally understood that the other party didn't need her, but saw her dead. As a mere woman, even if she has some relationship with the Third Prince, since the Chief Commissioner of the Overwatch Council has spoken, how dare I say no? Officials in this world who would clash with the Overwatch Council over a prostitute have not yet been born, and even the princes will not do such a thing that is not worth the loss. If Fan Tisi wanted to kill himself, it would be easier than trampling an ant to death.
"What do you keep me for?" She asked a little absent-mindedly.
Shi Chanli said: "Master Fan... oh, no, I am going to make some small changes to Baoyue Tower. I think Miss Qing'er should play a role in it. Maybe in the future, the entire brothel in Qing Kingdom... will be... Those changes are needed."
Shi Qing'er was taken aback. Baoyuelou's business is doing very well, so the big boss has allocated some capital to open a branch building in a nearby state. But for now, his own share of the Qingguo's brothel industry is not too large. As for the changes ... Brothel business has been done like this since ancient times, unless some management adjustments are made like the big boss, is it true that Fan Tisi is really going to talk about poetry, and is going to make all the prostitutes in the world stop selling
But the problem is... Prostitutes don't sell meat, and turtles don't solicit customers, so is that still a brothel
Shi Chanli didn't know that she was confused, but just followed the instructions of the master, saying one by one: "First, the girls in the building will change the death contract to the living contract from now on, every five years. Easy. Second, Baoyuelou must have a doctor sitting in the hall to ensure that the girls can only receive guests when they are healthy. Third... "
Before finishing speaking, Shi Qing'er asked in doubt: "Change to a living contract? Why is this necessary?"
Shi Chanli explained: "My lord...cough, I was wrong again. I thought that five years is the limit for people in this business, and people have to give it a thought. Those who are mediocre and have no possibility of being redeemed, the girls are in a bad mood, so naturally they can't entertain guests well."
Shi Qing'er said sarcastically: "After the five-year contract is over, can we hard-working women not be sold? Who will release them from their citizenship?"
The prostitutes of the Qing Dynasty had different books. Once a prostitute entered the lowly nationality, he would not be able to leave his nationality for life, unless he was redeemed, or there was some special favor from the court. According to what was said before, Baoyuelou signed a five-year contract of living. After those five years, the prostitutes in the building could not get rid of the lease, so they still had to do this business. Regarding this question, Shi Chanli did not answer, because the teacher Fan Xian said that he would naturally deal with it in the future.
Shi Qing'er laughed again: "As for the doctor, it's even more ridiculous. The girls in the building are of low status, and no doctor is willing to come to the door. It is extremely difficult to see a doctor on weekdays. How can there be a doctor who is willing to stay in the building... Those men Can you afford to lose this face?"
Miss Sang Wen, who had been silent all this time, smiled and said: "Master Tisi said that he has many nephews in the third division of the Overwatch Council, so it is not a problem to hire a few doctors."
Shi Qing'er gave a wry smile, thinking that the third branch of the Overwatch Council is a poisonous office that everyone fears, so are they planning to change careers to become a doctor? She felt more and more that Fan Tesi was an imaginary person, and said sarcastically, "So what if there is a doctor? The girls are clean, who can guarantee that the guests who come here will not have a willow or something?"
Shi Chanli also had some headaches, and said, "This matter... I don't have any good ideas." It's not that he has no good ideas, it's obviously Fan Xian's idea of prostitution industrialization, and the day when condoms can't be promoted big problem.
"After you listen to it first." He coughed twice and continued: "In the future, such things as forced buying and selling will not happen. If this happens again... you are the only one to ask."
He stared into Shi Qing'er's eyes until she lowered her head.
"Young prostitutes can no longer exist."
"There should be rules for drawing water, and the grades should be determined according to the girls' brands."
"Girls should have three days off every month, and they can act freely."
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As "Boss Shi" kept talking, not only Shi Qing'er's expression changed, but even Sang Wen was a little dazed. Finally, Shi Qing'er couldn't help but opened her eyes and gasped and said: "If this goes on... Is Baoyuelou a brothel...or a shantang?"
Shi Chanli glanced at her and said: "Your Excellency said, you are a person cultivated by everyone Yuan, and you should be punished logically, but because of your poor background, I will give you a chance to redeem your sins... you Don't care about whether this Baoyuelou is a brothel or a shantang. In short, you will do business in a peaceful manner under the leadership of Miss Sang. To accept your love, it can be regarded as paying off the debt you owed in the past few months, and my lord will spare your life."
Until this moment, Shi Chanli finally brought up Fan Xian's name without hesitation.
Shi Qing'er was silent, she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, and her face showed panic.
In fact, Shi Chanli's heart was also terrified at this time. Although Baoyue Tower will be watched by the girl Sang Wen who has secretly joined the Overwatch Council, but he is a talented scholar and a disciple of Mr. Fan. On the day of becoming an official, you can only stay in the brothel and be a brothel owner who shouts at the girls upstairs and downstairs to pick up customers
He glanced at Sangwen, and found that the woman who was born as a kabuki was calm and stable in her frailty, and she didn't seem to be very troubled.
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In the next few days, an autumn rain fell on the way, which was desolate and abruptly turned the crisp autumn into a cold rainy night.
Baoyue Tower was completely taken over by Fan Xian. The second prince had already sensed some ominous signs, and began to arrange matters. However, Fan Xian himself seemed relatively leisurely. He didn't go to a lecture hall for the past few days, nor did he go to the Xinfeng Hall to eat Jietang buns. Instead, he went to Taixue and took a group of young teachers to tidy up and drag him back from Beiqi. The carriage of books.
The autumn wind blew a little, and the water droplets that I wanted to hang on the clouds for a while finally fell, and the sparseness was so annoying. Walking north from Danbo Bookstore, you will arrive at the gate of Taixue. A large area here is under the management of Taixue and Tongwen Pavilion.
Holding a black cloth umbrella, Fan Xian walked among the students coming and going from the Imperial Academy, nodding his head occasionally to say hello to the students who respectfully paid their respects. Although his current status is different from that of the past, His Majesty has not dismissed his five-rank upright position, and has even issued a verbal order that he should come to the Taixue to attend classes when he is free.
Although he doesn't like being a teacher and has never been to a class, but with his official position, he is very willing to come to Taixue to read books and hide from the wind and rain outside.
When he came to Taixue on the first day, the students were a little surprised. Because it has been nearly a year, Master Xiao Fan has not been to Taixue. When the members of the sentient beings thought of this young adult, who is now serving in the Overwatch Council, they couldn't help but feel a little bit of resistance and fear, so they were far less enthusiastic than a year ago, until some time passed, and the sentient beings found that Mr. Fan was still as good as before. Get along with each other, and then become active again.
Outside the study room Tai Xue reserved for him, Fan Xian put away his umbrella, glanced at the gloomy weather outside, couldn't help frowning, and pushed the door open.
In the room, several teachers from the Taixue were sorting out the books donated by Zhuang Mohan. For Qing, the books in this carriage had a wonderful symbolic meaning, and His Majesty valued them very much, so the Taixue did not dare to neglect them. The work of copying and maintenance is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Seeing Mr. Fan walking in, these people quickly stood up and saluted.
Fan Xian returned the gift with a smile. The few people in front of him were people who had been busy all the time, because it was difficult for him to repair Zhuang Mohan's gift book, so he forcibly snatched it from Tai Xuezheng, and they got along well within a few days. It's a pleasure.
The black cloth umbrella was placed in the corner, and water began to seep into the floor. There was a dark stove in the room, and the two phases were heated together. Fan Xian suddenly felt that the humidity in the room had increased, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he loosened his collar. , said: "It's not good if it's too wet. It's not cold now. My lords, let's bear with it. How about turning off the stove?"
A faculty member explained: "Books need a certain temperature to be stored, and it doesn't work if it's too cold."
Fan Xian knew this, and said, "It's not winter yet, so it shouldn't hurt to keep these books inside the house, and it's not good if the humidity is heavy."
Everyone responded, and began to bury their heads and continue working. Taixue inherited the consistent style of Qing Dynasty government, focusing on practicality and not easy to talk about, which is very different from the Northern Qi Dynasty. Fan Xian also sat back at his desk, but before he could start working, he was invited out, saying that someone wanted to see him.
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"Why did the senior scholar come back to Taixue today?" Fan Xian looked at the senior scholar Shu Wu who was sitting in the chair with some surprise, and saluted respectfully.
After his prime minister's father-in-law resigned and the official minister of the Ministry of Rites was strangled, the civil service department in the court had become a mess. Some watched Fan Xian faintly, and some followed the East Palace. Instead, it was the second prince who had been silent in previous years. Years of management and literary fame, but with the support of the most civil servants.
The Master Shu in front of me was a student of Zhuang Mohan back then, and has always been very famous. In terms of seniority, he would not be considered as a duo in the court, but because he was an official in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but now he is an official in the Qing Kingdom. So there is always something wrong. During the turmoil in the fifth year of Qingli, he obtained the greatest benefit by accident. After he was dismissed, he was transferred to take up the post.
Tongwenge University Scholars are extremely pure and noble. When the position of prime minister was dismissed and there is no new prime minister, Tongwenge University Scholars have to enter the court to discuss matters, and they have truly entered the center of the Qing Dynasty court. As the chief minister, no matter how powerful Fan Xian was, he was still just a lowly official in front of him.
Of course, Grand Maester Shu Wu would not be so stupid as to really regard Fan Xian as an ordinary official. If that was the case, he would not have come to look for Fan Xian today.
"Fan Tisi can go back to Taixue in peace, so can't I come back?" Shu Wu joked with Fan Xian, who was about the same age as his son, "It's cold and rainy outside, you young man knows how to enjoy life and hide Back to Taixue... What? Do you think the Overwatch Council is going to get wet in the rain?"
Cold wind and rain outside? Fan Xian didn't know if the Shu University scholar meant anything, so he smiled, not knowing how to answer.
After Shi Chanli took over Baoyue Building, Yan Bingyun's actions began to unfold gradually. First of all, using the pressure of the Overwatch Council, the Execution Department skipped the capital city and directly issued a sea arrest document, killing several charges, and began to track down that Yuan family, Yuan Meng.
But Miss Yuan Meng was really able to hide, under the cover of Prince Jing's son Hongcheng, she didn't know where she hid. Fan Xian was not in a hurry, anyway, the document was sent out to lay the groundwork for the following matters, and the later Yuan Meng caught it, the better. In Yan Bingyun's rules, one link is linked to another, as long as the desired effect can be achieved in the end.
Just two days ago, rumors began to spread in the capital, saying that Yuan Meng, the owner of the brothel who was arrested by the 13th Yamen of the Criminal Ministry, was actually... the concubine of Prince Jing's son Li Hongcheng!
Rumors are easy to spread, not to mention that Yuan Meng and Li Hongcheng had an affair, so there was a lot of discussion in the capital for a while, and Li Hongcheng's reputation was like fat in a hot day. up.
It is well known that Li Hongcheng and the second prince have a good relationship. Not long after, there were rumors that Baoyue Tower, which is now very famous in Beijing, is actually the second prince behind the scenes. , and these heavenly nobles are inseparable.
These rumors are true. For example, Yuan Meng was a celebrity on the Liujing River back then, but apart from the eldest son, she did not see any other guests. For another example, on a certain day in a certain year, His Royal Highness the Second Prince once had a long talk with Fan Tisi of the Overwatch Council outside the Baoyue Building. Lou's shares were sold to a mysterious businessman surnamed Shi.
These rumors are naturally the method of the Eighth Division of the Overwatch Council. The image project that Fan Xian was forced to take over in the Chunwei case and eventually became an idol in the hearts of scholars in the world was created by the Eighth Division. The image project comes one after another, and if you want to splash sewage, it will be extremely beautiful.
Of course, during the spread of the rumors, the people in Kyoto also knew that the original owner of Baoyuelou was actually the second young master of the Fan family, and the reputation of the Fan family was also affected to some extent.
But after all, the source of the rumors is in the hands of the Fan family themselves, throwing a few Fan Tisi sticks at random, the old Shangshu will punish the family, and the whole family will be ruined. Howling, the story of Fan's mansion resolutely selling the brothel at a loss... It can shock the people of Kyoto for a moment, and in addition, Fan Jiaming has no relationship with Baoyuelou on the face of it, and it fades away after being passed on.
When it comes to controlling public opinion, Fan Xian is really very familiar with it. Back then, Uncle Wuzhu wrote thousands of leaflets and was able to drive the princess out of the palace. Second prince. Therefore, people in Kyoto today always think that the second prince and the eldest son Li Hongcheng—these two people who actually have no shares in Baoyue Tower—are the real mastermind behind the Baoyue Tower case, while Fan Xian and Fan Tisi He is an innocent person, the Fan family may have unspeakable difficulties.
Yan Bingyun's next step is to deal with the money exchange between the second prince and the Cui family. Even Fan Xian didn't know the exact method. He trusted Yan Bingyun's ability, so he didn't even bother to take care of it.
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University scholar Shu Wu glanced at him, and said worriedly: "You know, yesterday the capital government has accepted the Baoyuelou case... Your second child is charged with serious crimes. He committed crimes, murdered people, and forced them into prostitution... Today we will The trial is on."
Fan Xian smiled wryly and said, "The family is unlucky to have such a rebellious son."
Shu Wu shook his head and said: "The Kyoto government hasn't gone to the government to sue people yet, and I still have other thoughts... Mr. Fan, this lawsuit is the most harmful, and there is not much room for maneuver in criminal cases. , if the trial of the capital government really goes on, and this matter alarms His Majesty, I think it will end badly."
After some conversations, Fan Xian already knew the position of the elder Korean official. The other party expressed his opinions on behalf of the civil service system in the court, and advised the Fan family and the second prince's faction to live in peace and not to tear their skins apart. Leaving aside the issue of the imperial court's face, in the eyes of these elders, a battle between two tigers will inevitably result in an injury. Fan Xian and the second prince are both outstanding figures of Qing's younger generation. It was the loss of the Qing court.
Of course, most people don't think that Fan Xian has the qualifications to fight against the prince, even though he is the commissioner of the Overwatch Council. Fan Xian also understood this, so he knew that the great scholar in front of him was trying to persuade him to make peace for his own sake, so he couldn't help being a little moved, and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you, sir, for your reminder... I must have met the second highness, sir. "
Shu Wu nodded. Ever since Fan Xian returned to Beijing from the Northern Qi Dynasty, he had been at odds with the Second Prince's faction. The Overwatch Council had arrested many of the Second Prince's ministers. If he wanted to make peace with them, he had to go to the Second Prince's opinion first. Unexpectedly, the Second Prince would Very good at speaking, very politely asked Master Shu to bring a message to Fan Xian, willing both sides to take a step back.
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Fan Xian sneered inwardly after hearing Maester Shu's message. The second prince's nickname is "Stone". How could he be such a good-natured character? There must be an explanation for the Second Prince Yin's resignation, right
Moreover, the nail in the first office of the Overwatch Council had already sent word that the second prince had brought back the three murderers from the Baoyue Tower who had been hidden in secret back to the capital, and they were about to bite Fan Sizhe to death in the court of the capital.
The second prince asked Shu Wu to speak, just to stabilize Fan Xian temporarily. Fan Xian was not so stupid. After serving tea to Master Shu respectfully, he said, "This matter has nothing to do with the courtyard, and it has nothing to do with me. I'm staying in the Imperial Academy these days. Just because I'm afraid someone might misunderstand."
Shu Wu couldn't help but smiled wryly, the wrinkles on his face were full of pity: "Why bother to fight with him? Even if you win this time, so what? A thousand wins, ten thousand wins, is better than making His Majesty happy."
Fan Xian's heart moved slightly. Knowing the truth of the words, he felt even more grateful to the old scholar in front of him. Although he had other thoughts in his heart, he still responded gently: "Since you have already spoken, the late student has nothing to say, as long as The capital of the capital will save some face for my Fan family, and naturally no one will pursue the case of the Ministry of Criminal Justice in depth."
In the eyes of Shu Wu, a veteran minister, Fan Xian's response seemed a little edgy. In the officialdom, one always pays attention to concealing one's decency. How can there be such a reason to speak clearly about these illegal things in front of the former Zaizhi? But he also knew that Fan Xian's temperament was just like this, he smiled and sat in silence, just looked at the rain outside the Taixue window, and fell softly.
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On the side of the Yushan Road, three miles away from the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture, the autumn rain is falling fiercely.
The case of the disappearance of the prostitute in Baoyuelou has been investigated. Although the body has not been dug up, the Kyoto government has already grasped the three murderers involved in the murder case. After obtaining the confession, he can kill the second young master of the Fan family who is the mastermind behind the scenes. On the one hand, it will deal a strong blow to the Fan family, and on the other hand, it will also wash away the sewage that was splashed on the second prince.
So these three thugs are really important people. The faction of the second prince is still unclear to this day. Why did the Fan family send these three people directly to the Kyoto Prefecture after enforcing the family law? Isn't this giving Jiwai a big handle
But it wasn't until the Fan family sold Baoyuelou and began to track down Yuan Meng, and pointed at Li Hongcheng, that the second prince realized that Fan Xian was just using these three thugs to calm his heart, thinking that he had really chosen Peaceful, thus the response was slow for a few days. However, the Second Prince still felt that Fan Xian was a bit unwise. As long as these three people are in his hands, where can that fat pockmarked fan of yours go
Now the second prince is really angry. You, Fan Xian, really don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. You actually dare to do something to yourself. Everyone knows that you are the one who released those rumors in Beijing. At this time, although Shi Zi Hongcheng was also full of depression, he couldn't go to the Fan Mansion to fight with Fan Xian, because Prince Jing got angry first, and after a while, he locked him in the palace, which can be regarded as hiding now. Wind and rain in Kyoto.
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"Take care, don't let people have the chance to get in touch with... Don't give them the chance to retract the confession!" The eighth master Fan Wujiu, one of the eight generals in the second prince's house, had a gloomy face, and said to the man from the capital who came to pick him up. The guard said: "If this mission fails, be careful of your own life."
The yamen servant of the Kyoto Prefecture nodded nervously, not because of this errand, but because he was nervous about facing the eight generals under the Second Prince. Yushan Road is only three miles away from Kyoto Prefecture. If it wasn't for avoiding suspicion, Fan Wujiu would have personally escorted these three thugs and watched them be locked up in the prison of Kyoto Prefecture.
The carriage started to move, and in the gloomy autumn rain, Fan Wujiu watched from a distance. The carriage was walking in the rain, as usual. There were not many pedestrians on the street, except for a few passers-by holding umbrellas and walking in a hurry.
At this moment, those passers-by moved. As soon as the umbrella was flipped over, a sharp iron object dyed black was pulled out from the handle, and stabbed into the carriage very calmly!
Fan Wujiu rushed over there in shock. It's just that he was some distance away from the carriage, and judging by the speed of those people's hands, he knew that he was too late to save them!
Those spikes were extremely sharp, like prickly tofu, they pierced directly into the wall of the carriage, killing the three people inside.
The passers-by pulled out their spikes, and without any extra facial expressions, they walked into the alley next to the street with their umbrellas, and disappeared into the rainy day.
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Blood flowed from the carriage, and Fan Wujiu rushed over with a cold face. As soon as he opened the car curtain, his color suddenly changed. Those wound marks all showed how professional the person who did it was, but a simple stab would be hopeless.
Fan Wujiu couldn't help but gasped, and began to feel worried for the second prince. It is already extremely difficult to kill the three people in the carriage so cleanly. What is even more frightening is that the other party actually knows when to hand over witnesses to people like himself. Buried a lot of nails, it can be said that the time and place of the attack can be said to be extremely good.
It was precisely because the design of this assassination was so perfect that it seemed so natural and simple, just like eating, not very thrilling.
Only a master like Fan Wujiu can find the thrilling feeling from this ordinary killing situation.
He didn't need to think about it at all, he knew who was going to strike. Except for the group of killers in the Sixth Office of the Overwatch Council who were always hiding in the dark, who could have this kind of ability? His face became paler, and he couldn't help thinking, if those passers-by just carried out an assassination against him, would he survive
All the people from the Second Prince's faction seemed to underestimate Fan Xian's power. That's because Qing's new generation didn't know the Overwatch Council... what a terrifying institution it was.
Fan Wujiu rubbed the short dagger in his sleeve nervously, feeling for the first time that he should break away from the second prince and save himself.
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"I'm not good at chess, I'm not good at chess, I just can't bear to take a piece when I play chess." Fan Xian said with a face full of shame.
At this time, he was playing chess with Shu Wu in Taixue. It was early this morning, and the disaster relief in the south was almost over, that's why Master Shu had so much free time. After only playing two games of chess, the old man realized that Fan Xian, who was so smart and quick, turned out to be an out-and-out stinky chess player. His expression changed, and he felt that playing this kind of chess would be no fun even if he won.
Shu Wu sighed and said, "Fan Xian, Fan Xian, I think you are shrewd and ruthless in everything you do. How can you play chess so badly?"
The two casually chatted about the affairs of the current court, because Fan Shangshu seldom talked about these things in the mansion, and it was impossible for the Overwatch Council to investigate the disputes in his court meeting, so Fan Xian was very interested in listening. He also smelled some of the major political affairs that he could not touch at his current level. Now Yan Xiaoyi is serving as the governor in the north, constantly asking for money, while small wars are going on in the south, Qing Kingdom is indeed short of money.
Fan Xian's heart was relieved at this moment. As long as His Majesty needs money, the treasury will always fall into his hands next year. The eldest princess is good at playing tricks and tricks, but when it comes to making money in business, it's really not good. So reassuring.
When the rain subsided, Fan Xian was not qualified to keep this old man for dinner, so he sent the Grand Master out respectfully, then turned around and went back to that room, and began to review the collection of books given to him by Master Zhuang again. After the teachers had dispersed, he still hadn't left, just holding a book in his hand and lost in thought.
He knew what was going on in the capital today, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Those three people were dead in the first place, but the family members of the prostitutes who died were also complaining in the capital, pointing at the Fan family.
Of course, Fan Xian would not kill people to silence them again. The three people who died today have been secretly hidden by the second prince. If he killed him himself, the other party would not be able to sue the emperor. Moreover, although Fan Xian was not a good person, he did not kill him. The bitter heart of the suffering master.
In fact, he understands that regardless of his status, as the commissioner of the Overwatch Council, he has far more resources and power than the second prince. If there are no accidents in this struggle, he will certainly win.
It's just that the world doesn't know this.
The only thing Fan Xian cared about was the attitude of that majesty in the palace. If your majesty thought that these little bastards were nothing, then Fan Xian could continue playing. He actually had a good idea of that majesty's mind Sure, the second prince... It's just a whetstone. Although it is used to sharpen the prince, it is also used to sharpen the future Dean Xiao Fan of the Overwatch Council. Seeing Dean Xiao Fan's methods and thoughts, it seems that it is not bad s Choice.
Of course, if Fan Xian was really too ruthless, as long as there is a decree from the palace, the matter can be settled. He wasn't worried that His Majesty would kill him because of this matter, but he would laugh at himself thinking... Everyone is a bastard, and your Majesty the Emperor will never kiss one egg more than another.
The rain in Kyoto stopped, he quietly avoided the eyes of everyone, left Taixue, took off his coat in a clothing store, revealing the pure "work clothes" inside, and from the hand of the shopkeeper with a humble face, After taking an unusual coat and putting it on, he turned over his rain hat, covered his face, and disappeared into the streets of Kyoto.
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The rain has stopped, and the lead cloud in the sky seems to be melted by the sun, gradually thinning and flattening, and then gradually tearing apart, following the arc of the sky, flowing towards the four corners of the sky, revealing a large piece of blue sky in the middle, and the A fresh autumn day after a round of victory.
The sunlight hit the outside of the Yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture, and some of it penetrated into the hall, clearly illuminating the "upright and bright" plaque on the hall.
There are already crowds of spectators gathered outside the Kyoto Prefecture, waiting for Mr. Fu Yin to personally interrogate the Baoyuelou case that has been raging in recent days. This case has a background, a murder, and it involves a prostitute who makes people fanciful. It happened in a sensual place and met many aesthetic requirements of the people in Kyoto, so it is the focus of everyone's attention. , I'm really embarrassed to say that, if the coachmen of the carriage dealers can't clearly understand the whole story of the case, they really have no face to drive for the guests.
Fan Xian pretended to be a passer-by, mixed in with the crowd and looked into the yamen. He couldn't help but feel a little weird in his heart. The capital city is the most important yamen. The personnel changes in this mansion in the past one or two years are inseparable from him. I'm afraid that after this incident, the governor of Kyoto will also resign from office.