What is your mother's last name? My mother's surname is Ye.
Before coming to Dongyi City, Fan Xian had expected that in this city, he would definitely meet people or things or past events related to the old Ye family, because he knew very well that when his mother Ye Qingmei came After this world, the first foothold is Dongyi City.
On the night when he was sixteen years old, Uncle Wuzhu told him everything about Ye Qingmei for the first time, everything this amnesiac patient remembered. The Ye family's industry originated in Dongyi City, and the first wealth they grabbed in the world was also in Dongyi City. It's just that based on some considerations, Ye Qingmei finally chose Nanqing, which was not very powerful at the time, or It is said that he chose His Majesty the Emperor who is now extremely powerful.
Ye Qingmei left Dongyi City. I don't know if she went back later, but Fan Xian knew that this big city must be very important to her, but he didn't expect that Sigu Jian would suddenly mention the past at this time, and Such an awkward and crude excuse.
"No, no." Fan Xian glanced at Si Gu Jian, smiled wryly and said, "I know exactly what you want to say, but she is her and I am me."
"Can it be separated? Is your mother willing to watch Dongyi City, which she once fought for, turn into something no different from any county in Nanqing?" Her son, you are also a Dongyi."
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, and simply sat down on the open space beside the wheelchair, with his legs dangling in the sword mound, swinging them empty, and said with a sneer, "Although I haven't seen what happened on Dadong Mountain with my own eyes, But I still know some details, I have also heard what you said to Uncle Wu Zhu."
"You want me to be the lord of Dongyi City?" Fan Xian turned his head to look at Sigu Jian, and said with a slight sarcasm, "Just because of my half-Dongyi identity? Could it be that you have been hiding in the sword hut for so long? Came up with such a countermeasure? Don't forget that I am from Nanqing after all, and the relationship between me and His Majesty has already been determined. Don't expect to use the status of a city lord to arouse His Majesty's suspicion and force me to break with him. "
He waved his arm and said calmly, "There is no such possibility."
"Of course, I won't be the lord of Dongyi City either."
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Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "You are so afraid of death, of course you are afraid that your emperor Lao Tzu will kill you. I never expected you to dare to take over Dongyi City. I just remind you that you don't need to be born in Nanqing Considering your interests, I'm just reassuring you, even if you think about it for Dongyi City, it's not a big treason."
"I have considered enough for the people of Dongyi City." Fan Xian refused to give up an inch. "Those words you said earlier, do you think that, besides me, who would give up so many benefits? Who would take the risk? At the risk of His Majesty's wrath, persuade him to accept these conditions?"
"Just this is enough?" Si Gu Jian closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Or, you have never thought about how your mother died that year?"
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In the depths of the sword hut, countless swords in the big pit stirred up at the same time in an instant, making a whining sound, trembling continuously, as if they would all be broken in the next moment. Fan Xian's legs hanging in the sword mound also stopped swinging at this moment, his eyebrows gradually became solemn, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.
There was no one around, and with Si Gu Jian's state, he naturally didn't worry that anyone would eavesdrop, but Fan Xian still felt his heart start to constrict, twitching, with some irresistible pain.
He took a deep breath, his face was abnormally white, and said softly: "Or, do you have any convincing opinions?"
"No." Si Gu Jian said indifferently: "I'm just guessing. How could someone like your mother die in such an inexplicable way? A pig head like Queen Qing, or an old bitch like Queen Mother can kill you." If you die, your mother will not be your mother anymore."
"that's all?"
"Ku He also uses guessing, and Chen Pingping also uses guessing. Why can't I guess?"
Fan Xian's lips trembled slightly, and he said softly, "Guess this kind of thing... It's better not to bring it up, it will kill you."
"Really?" Si Gu Jian suddenly burst out laughing, with endless viciousness and sarcasm in his laughter, "People who are afraid of death and afraid of becoming like you are really rare."
Fan Xian knew what the other party was scorning, and said with an unchanged expression, "It's rare to see such a person who can easily kill his entire family."
Si Gu Jian's complexion changed, and a savage look appeared in his pupils, as if he might kill Fan Xian at any time. A sword intent to tear people's hearts began to permeate the world again. However, Fan Xian didn't seem to feel the slightest feeling this time. He glanced at him with disdain and said, "Just do it. Are you afraid that people won't say it?"
"As for me? I don't need you to worry about my affairs." He frowned, and sighed helplessly: "Sometimes I really don't understand what you big men, old monsters, think, and why you must You want to push me to the opposite side of His Majesty. Do you really think that I have the ability to fight against him? Most importantly, do you really think that I am willing...to resist him?"
He looked at Si Gu Jian's still angry eyes, shook his head and said, "No matter what, he is always my father, so I don't understand what you people think."
"Father?" Si Gu Jian shrank his body on the wheelchair, his whole body was like a sharp sword that had been sheathed, without any brilliance anymore, "I really need to be anxious, father and mother can be killed One kill."
Fan Xian's heart trembled slightly, he smiled wryly and shook his head, thinking that it was really unnecessary to discuss human ethics with this big idiot.
Regarding the real reason of Ye Qingmei's death, at the most critical moment of the Kyoto rebellion, before the eldest princess died, she had made a point to Fan Xian. Moreover, Chen Pingping's deliberate or unintentional behavior seems to prove this point, but Chen Pingping never made it clear, nor did Fan Shangshu. These two old comrades who had witnessed this incident, after many years of doubting each other, finally set their eyes on each other a certain character.
They were unwilling to tell Fan Xian clearly about this matter. Except for Si Gujian, an old monster who was fearless and wanted to watch Nanqing make a big problem, no one wanted to try to make a fool of himself just because of speculation. Fan Xian led to a dead end from which he could not return.
"You're going to die soon, don't expect to see the civil strife in Nanqing before you die." Fan Xian nodded slightly vigorously, as if trying to convince Si Gu Jian and himself, "Accept my sincerity, and be safe and sound." Wait for death. I will take good care of the thousands of people in Dongyi City for you."
Si Gu Jian looked straight ahead indifferently for a long time before he said: "Believe me, one day, you will walk on this path arranged by God."
"I just... want to go against Tianya!" Fan Xian said with a big laugh, but he coughed so much that his face was flushed and he was in a panic.
Si Gu Jian looked at him with disdain.
Fan Xian was enraged by this look, and said in a cold voice, "Whether it's Ku He or you, it seems that before they died, they all pinned their hopes on me, isn't that absurd in itself? It's not God's will, it's just the selfish thoughts of you big men."
"Selfish?" Si Gu Jian shook his head, "I don't know what that old bald man did before he died."
Fan Xian shrugged and said, "He sent his most proud second disciple to the capital to save Chen Pingping's life. It seems that he is counting on Chen Pingping to become a factor in our civil strife in Nanqing."
"Hahahaha..." Si Gujian couldn't help but burst out laughing, and scolded while laughing: "This dead bald man thinks so. It looks like he's counting on Emperor Qing and Chen Pingping to make a big fuss. It's hard to be a human being in the middle, and then drive you crazy... Well, your kid's judgment is good, he, like me, puts his hopes on you, but... "
Si Gu Jian twisted his neck, and said disdainfully: "Ku He is too stupid, you can just force you to do this kind of thing, why bother with Chen Pingping. That old black dog's loyalty to Emperor Qing, Ku He probably is not good enough. "
"Please, I'm right in front of you, and you just say you want to force me to rebel, doesn't it seem a bit boring?" Fan Xian sighed, pointing to the big dirt pit in front of him, pointing to the place that was blown by the wind and rain inside. After showering, the sword looked very old, and said: "I know that there is a pit in front of me, so why should I jump into it?"
Si Gu Jian didn't directly answer this question, but shrank his body and said, "Actually, whether you recognize yourself as a Dongyi person or not, I won't worry too much about the stupid people in this city. Don't forget, Miss Ning is a Out-and-out Dongyi people, your eldest prince can never say that he is like you, denying his own background."
Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders, knowing that what he said was right. His Majesty only has three sons left now, and the two grown-up ones have too many ties to Dongyi City. Nanqing really wants to send troops to attack, it is really troublesome Not a lot.
"The most critical question is that there are many pitfalls in life. You know that you are in front of you, but you have no choice but to jump with your eyes open."
Si Gu Jian pursed his mouth and pointed to the depths of the sword pit with one arm. His whole body was mixed with an old man's breath of death and an irresistible sense of oppression. He said faintly: "Three years ago, I told Zhilan that tomorrow I know this is a big pit in front of me, but I still want to jump in."
This is about the matter of Dadongshan. Whether it was Ku He or Si Gu Jian, before leaving for the assassin emperor, they had thought about it countless times and suspected that this was a big pit, but the time was not waiting for us, the situation was pressing, the two great masters had to jump, and then fell to the ground. Very miserable.
After a moment of silence, Fan Xian said: "There is nothing to say about these matters. After the mission arrives, the things that should be done must be done. I don't need you to worry about my affairs, so... should we Talk about something more pleasant?"
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"Happy?" Si Gu Jian suddenly cursed angrily, "I'm going to die soon, I haven't been out of this hut for more than two years, how can I be happy?"
"Oh, you are so pitiful. Although you are well-cultivated, you are unable to move around. You dare not leave the house at will, and you were forced to sit for several years by your big apprentice." Fan Xian said mockingly: My own son died of starvation in the Li Palace, if Yun Zhilan also comes to this hand, you, the great master, will die too ugly."
"I'm not a waste like King Wei Ling." Si Gu Jian's eye sockets were sunken, with a cold light, "I just don't want to go out, what does it have to do with Zhilan."
"Sitting in a wheelchair and basking in the sun does feel a bit old and dying, but you have to get used to it." Fan Xian knew that he was telling the truth, even if it was a dying grand master, who would dare to stop him if he wanted to leave his hut? , who can stop him
"Well, it makes sense." Si Gu Jian suddenly lowered his head to look at him, and said, "It's sunny today, why don't you push me out for a walk?"
Fan Xian was stunned on the spot, thinking how many masters outside the Sword Hut were staring at him, even if Sigu Jian spoke to protect him, but walking around in Dongyi City? This difficulty is also too great.
"His Majesty the Northern Qi Emperor is still in the hut." He lowered his head and said softly.
"Isn't that your woman? Let's go shopping together." Si Gu Jian coughed twice, called the boy, and went to the room to invite the little Northern Qi emperor. Not long after, the little emperor who had already put on his clothes slowly walked over from the opposite side of the sword mound. From a long distance away, they saw Si Gu Jian sitting in a wheelchair, and Fan Xian who was very rude sitting beside the sword mound.
The clothes from last night might have been torn, Jian Hut was well prepared, the little emperor Zhan Doudou was wearing a light blue dress today, he didn't look charming at all, and only had a soft Confucian aura.
When he came to the side of the two, the little emperor smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Master Sword Master's face is really hard to see."
Si Gu Jian tilted his head slightly, and did not answer this question in an extremely rude manner, but waved the boy away. After a long time, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he looked at the Northern Qi Emperor and said softly, "I have seen His Majesty the Emperor."
"Master Juggernaut, please be polite." The little emperor didn't look at Fan Xian who was sitting under him at all. This kind of energy-raising skill is really a top-notch person in the world.
However, the calm appearance was easily broken by Si Gu Jian. The grand master smiled at the Northern Qi emperor with a complicated expression, and said in a hissing voice: "There is nothing to see about me, an old monster. I am just a girl." The emperor is the first one in thousands of years to see His Majesty in person, I am very happy."
As soon as this remark came out, the expression of the little Northern Qi emperor suddenly changed, and he stared at Fan Xian angrily and coldly, but Fan Xian didn't react at all.
Si Gu Jian looked at the little emperor and said with a smile: "First, I already know that Your Majesty is a woman, and second, I'm about to die, so I won't talk about it, I'm a person who likes to put candy in my own box, no A weirdo who shares."
Si Gu Jian didn't look at the little emperor whose face was constantly changing, and continued to speak softly: "Three, because I'm about to die, we can talk more directly. I was trying to persuade Fan Xian to rebel. Is there any interest in the proposal?"
The little emperor took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the slight fear and anxiety in his heart, and said calmly: "I am very interested in this proposal. If Mr. Fan fails to rebel, you can come to my Beiqi to live."
"I think so too. Whether it's a city lord or a male queen, I think it's more comfortable than being a slave of Emperor Qing... It's just that he refuses to agree."
Fan Xian sat by the pit next to the sword mound, and said, "Scholars rebelled and failed in ten years. Don't you all know that I am the most famous scholar in the world?"
"That's right." Si Gu Jian laughed strangely, looked at the little emperor and said, "So we plan not to continue this topic, but go for a walk in the city and the seaside. I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor is interested."
"Can I say no?" The little emperor said angrily.
Fan Xian responded from below: "Of course not."
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Sigu Jian is the god of Dongyi City, and no matter whether they are active or passive, they always have to keep a distance, so it is obvious that this great master sitting in a wheelchair has not come out to look casually for many years. After passing the street view, the whole person seemed more excited.
Fan Xian and the little emperor were walking slowly behind the wheelchair, and looked at each other occasionally, but said nothing. They were actually quite shocked that the three of them left the Sword Hut so easily, without the Jian Hut and Northern Qi's masters finding any traces.
Even Si Gu Jian was able to do this, which still shocked Fan Xian. Walking in the streets of Dongyi City, Fan Xian could clearly sense that no one was following him. Of course, with Sigu Sword's realm, if someone followed him for more than a moment, he would be split into countless blood balls by the boundless sword intent on the wheelchair.
The three of them came to a big tree on the outskirts of the city. The canopy of the tree stretched extremely wide, and the blue color covered the sky and covered the sun. They rested here to hide from the scorching sun.
Si Gu Jian lowered his head, looked at the loess mud next to the wheelchair and the gaps in the roots of the tree, and suddenly said: "I was under this tree decades ago, the first time I saw your mother and Wu Zhu, a blind man. , but I forgot whether I was watching ants moving or watching bugs piling up dung balls.”