Can't sleep in the middle of the night, the river wind outside the cabin is singing.
Fan Xian simply opened his eyes, smiled in the girl's ear and said, "What's wrong with Twenty? Are you in a hurry?"
Sisi was really anxious by this sentence, she sat up from the bed, biting a lock of hair around her lips, and said nothing angrily.
Fan Xian was taken aback, and quickly pulled her down, knowing that he was wrong. Girls in the Qing Dynasty usually get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. It is indeed rare to see a girl like Sisi who is still a young girl in her twenties. Although Fan Xian always thinks that twenty years old is a wonderful time to mature, but in the eyes of ordinary people, Sisi has become an old maid.
Especially in the Fan residence, although everyone was very polite to Sisi for the sake of the ancestors of Danzhou and Fan Xian, but there was always gossip behind them, especially since Fan Xian never took her into the room. In the middle, it has encouraged this trend.
Thinking about it carefully, Fan Xian knew that he hadn't dealt with this problem well. He always felt that there was no need to worry, but he didn't think about it from the standpoint of Sisi. She was an old maid in her thirties, and no one could accept this tragic reality.
Sisi curled up and fell asleep sadly ignoring him.
After thinking for a while, Fan Xian smiled and said, "Speaking of which, we haven't slept in the same bed for two years." In Danzhou, although Sisi, who was two years older than him, always slept on one side, Fan Xian has long developed the bad habit of hanging out on her bed for a while after waking up.
"Young master is old, so naturally he can't hang out with servants all the time." Sisi buried her head in the quilt and replied in a low voice.
"It's going to take a long time." Fan Xian didn't coax her, but said softly, "You are the only one who doesn't dislike burnt papers like mine."
Sisi burst out laughing: "If the young master burnt the test paper, how can the girls in the world live?"
The master and servant suddenly fell silent at the same time, thinking that this passage was Wang Xifeng's self-deprecation in the Shitou, and then recalled the scene in Danzhou every night when one of them copied the book and the other waited on him.
In those days, whenever Fan Xian "copied" Shishi Ji in very elegant lower case letters, Sisi would grind ink aside, turn on the lamp, light incense, and prepare supper. talk. Speaking of which, Sisi was Fan Xian's first reader in this world.
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Fan Xian turned the eldest girl's body around, hugged her domineeringly in his arms, and said, "Since you laughed, don't cry anymore, listen to the young master tell you a joke that is worse than a beast."
Sisi opened her eyes curiously, waiting for him to speak, and after hearing that famous joke, she finally couldn't help but buried herself in his arms and laughed, and said narrowly, "So the young master said that he was not as good as a beast all these years. "
"Now that I think about it, it's natural to have this problem." Fan Xian admitted his mistake honestly, "Of course, the most important thing is that I don't know exactly what you think. Of course, I admit that it's a bit shameless. hypocritical."
"What do you think?" Sisi was confused.
Fan Xian sighed in his heart, and said nothing more. Sisi suddenly understood what the young master meant. She was surprised and moved a little, although the young master's thoughts were indeed too absurd and confused, and she seemed to be ready to see her own thoughts, but... it was still a little warm.
"Master, do you still remember when you were young... the time you beat Butler Zhou?"
"Of course I remember." Fan Xian laughed, "That guy, he dared to show you face, his face was full of peach blossoms if I didn't hit him."
Sisi mustered up the courage to look at his face, but she didn't say anything for a long time, she was a maid after all, how could she say those love words? On that day, the face of Housekeeper Zhou whom Fan Xian beat was full of peach blossoms, and the peach blossoms in Miss Sisi's heart also blossomed at that time.
At that time, Fan Xian was only twelve years old, and Sisi was only fourteen.
Fan Xian didn't know what the big girl was thinking, but he thought about the scene at that time, and subconsciously said: "That slap was really cruel at that time."
Sisi huddled in his arms, giggled and said, "Young master has strong hands."
"Strong hands?" Fan Xian chuckled, his left hand had already fallen into the quilt, and it just hit Sisi's round buttocks. The girl was wearing a pair of underwear when she was sleeping, thin and ruthless, with palms and buttocks When touched, there was a crisp snapping sound.
Memories are always good, flirting is always pleasant, the master and servant just embraced like this, without words for a while. It's just that the night was quiet, the mattress smelled warm, and the air began to feel ambiguous and warm. Fan Xian finally started to feel like a beast, and his hands began dishonestly to search up and down the long road.
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"Light, the light is still on." Sisi said shyly.
Fan Xian had now entered the realm of primate beasts, and the monkey was in a hurry. Hearing this, he stretched out his left arm and slashed back. He thought that he could easily break through the wind with the big coffin splitting style he learned from Ye Linger. Cut, blowing out the candle on the table, unexpectedly... As soon as the palm gesture came out, the flame on the candle remained firm.
Only then did he realize that his zhenqi was completely gone, how could he still be able to extinguish the candle in the air, he couldn't help but feel very annoyed, this was the first time he found out that the biggest disadvantage of zhenqi explosion was this, he muttered and cursed a few words, stretched out his hand to the pillow He took out the sleeve crossbow from below, turned around and frantically pulled the trigger.
Hearing a chirping sound, the crossbow arrow passed through the candle and shot into the deck, with a muffled sound, the candle was extinguished immediately, and the cabin was turned into darkness.
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He made a big mistake.
Before I had time to enjoy the sweetness in the darkness, I could only hear several gusts of wind whizzing outside the cabin. I don’t know how many masters gathered outside the room in a short while, only listening to the sound of long knives unsheathed, crossbows The sound of the spring on the machine interweaves.
Earlier, Fan Xian used a crossbow arrow to extinguish the candle. Although the sound of the arrow hitting the wood was soft, it was extremely shocking to the ears of those professionals, especially when there was a prince and a lord on board. The night watchmen didn't know How alert. Only the vigilant voice of a tiger guard came from outside the cabin.
"My lord, there is a situation."
Fan Xian got up in a rage, and was thankful that these loyal subordinates didn't rush in directly. He turned around and looked at the laughing girl in the quilt, heartbroken and inexplicably depressed.
Nothing to say all night.
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The next day, Fan Xian got up very early in the morning. Today, Sisi didn't let Sisi comb his hair and dress himself. It was a little inconvenient for the girl's house, so he had to lie on the bed and continue to rest.
After bringing a bowl of porridge, some cornbread, and pickles into the house, and serving the poor girl's breakfast, Fan Xian finished what a man should do, then walked out of the cabin door and came to the bow. Looking at the mighty river, facing the cold winter wind, I feel refreshed all over my body, without any discomfort.
After the morning mist receded, the big boat left Yingzhou. At that time, most of the people on the boat were still sleeping. At this time, Fan Xian looked back and saw that the pier had long since disappeared behind the mountains, and could never be seen again.
"My lord got up early." Su Wenmao said humbly from the side, but his eyes wandered back and forth on Fan Xian. The jokes from last night had already been spread in the boat at this time, no one dared to laugh at them face to face, but they would all find it funny in their hearts.
Fan Xian didn't notice the unscrupulous eyes of his subordinates, he said a few words casually, turned his eyes away, and watched the third prince and Deng Ziyue walk out of the hatch.
Fan Xian paid respects to the third prince very politely, meticulously, not at all lax just because he was outside the capital at this time.
The third prince had a childish and beautiful face, and accepted the gift with some embarrassment, without moving his body.
After Fan Xian finished his salute, he straightened up very consciously, and stood firmly in front of the third prince without saying a word.
The third prince scratched his head, holding his small fists with great aggrievedness, and bowed to Fan Xian with a big gift: "Student has seen Mr. Si Ye."
Two beautiful-looking, complex-minded people, but very different ages, started a day's life on the ship after a strange ceremony. Now on this ship, in addition to the group of subordinates who have always followed Fan Xian, there are also a few more court nuns and two young eunuchs. They were all transferred from the palace to serve the prince, but Fan Xian is very popular. Ruthlessly and boldly, he abruptly left these people at the lower level and did not allow them to come up.
On Fan Xian's side, the Eighth Division of the Overwatch Council, in addition to the swordsman from the Sixth Division who was in charge of assassination security, also transferred two officials from the Second Division and the Fourth Division to accompany him. Then you have to be in charge of liaising with the officials of the Inspection Department of the Overwatch Council all over the coast during the trip to the south of the Yangtze River.
Fan Xian himself was born in three divisions, and now he is in charge of one. In this way, it means that there are more than half of the Overwatch Council on this ship. Although there are not many people, the division of labor is very smooth.
Life on the boat is quite boring. Those people who came out of Kyoto were interested in enjoying the river view in the first few days, but they gradually got tired of seeing it. Coupled with the strong wind in the river, these days, except for those who are employed, the rest of the people are Nest in the room to rest.
Fan Xian and the third prince stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the oncoming canyon scenery, and whispered something softly. The third prince kept being nonchalant, while Fan Xian had a gentle expression.
Su Wenmao stood at the back, looking at Mr. Tisi and the prince, but he was thinking about another thing, why did he have to put such a big box of silver ingots on the ship
After explaining the matter, let the third prince stand at the bow of the boat to imitate Jack, and Fan Xian came back.
Su Wenmao glanced at the boy at the bow, and asked with a bitter face, "My lord, it's hard to explain that His Highness is sick with cold."
"Train your mind." Fan Xian was not gentle with the third prince along the way, and kept a distance. This not only surprised everyone in the boat, but also made the third prince feel very strange.
"My lord, that box of silver..." Su Wenmao asked tentatively.
Fan Xian shook his head: "Just look at it, since that woman has seen it, don't let other people touch it."
Su Wenmao responded and stopped asking questions.
Fan Xian stretched his waist, and suddenly thought that he was sitting on a big boat, carrying a box of silver, and carrying beauty to the south of the Yangtze River. It's even more beautiful with some frozen juice.
"Guan Yumei is being locked up by us." Su Wenmao frowned and said, "How can we let the head Xia of the Jiangnan water village know? When the boat arrives in Yangzhou in the afternoon, do you need to notify the local officials to release the news?"
Fan Xian thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No need, I don't want him to guess who I am for the time being. Once these gangsters find out that they can't figure out the details of each other, they will become more cautious. I want to It depends on how much he is willing to pay for this matter."
"That… "
"Don't let people spread the word." Fan Xian said with a smile, "Didn't you leave the third sister-in-law in Yingzhou last night? She will naturally find a way to inform Xia Qifei."
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On this day, the person who felt the most panic in the entire Qing Kingdom was the third sister-in-law Fan Xian was talking about.
The civilian ship on Yingzhou Wharf has already left. The third sister-in-law stood on the edge of the pier like a fool, holding a bag of bacon that was not fully smoked, and even the occasional people who came to ask the price didn't bother to say hello. She is the spy of the bandits in Yingzhou city, and she is responsible for inquiring news on weekdays. She was the first to find out the situation of the silver box on the ship yesterday.
The disappearance of the boat is not a big deal, because according to the behavior style of Sister Guan and the gangsters, after killing people and looting the goods, they will drive the boat away overnight, go to the downstream to wash the beach, and then burn the boat to wipe it out.
So she saw that the boat was gone this morning, thinking that Sister Guan and the others had succeeded, but she didn't expect that she waited on the pier for a long time, but there was no reply!
Sister Guan didn't come back, my second brother didn't come back, and everyone didn't come back!
Just like that ship, all the bandits disappeared without a trace and never showed up again. She was made to wait until dusk, and the pier was still as deadly calm.
It wasn't until this time that the third sister-in-law finally confirmed that something had happened.
She trembled with her lips, she couldn't believe this fact, even if the guards on the ship were strong, the sound of fighting should have been heard last night, and the government should have reacted, how could there be no news at all—could it be that the ship was a ghost ship , easily took a dozen lives
She changed her attire overnight, covered her hair, hid the rest of the family's money, hired a carriage at a high price, and walked downstream along the difficult mountain road overnight, crossing Yangzhou without stopping , continue to the east, until you reach Dajun, which is about to enter Jiangnan Road.
It took her two whole days, and she only drank some water and ate no food on the way.
She is a member of the lower ranks, and it was extremely difficult to see the owner of Sister Guan, but maybe it was her sunken eye sockets that made the master in charge of reception believe her words, and led her into the back garden with a serious expression.
In the most fortified back garden in Zhoucheng, the big boss of the Jiangnan Water Village, who is only thirty years old, Xia Qifei, who is well-known in the rivers and lakes, closed his eyes, listened to the third sister-in-law's reply, and slowly opened his eyes, feeling the chill .
"As long as that boat is in the water, stop it."
The boat, of course, is always on the water.
Xia Qifei's subordinates command the heroes of the Jiangnan waterways, and there are countless ships. There is a strong self-confidence and faint anger in these words.