Paper can't contain fire, there are people from Fan Qingsong in the Yuan Mansion, and soon he knows that the hilt of the Heavenly Sword is missing.

After receiving this news, Fan Qingsong was a little unable to sit still, you must know that he, the Heavenly Sword City Lord, was not easy to come by, he thought that he could sit in the position of the city lord after winning the competition, how did he know that Yuan Ying postponed the enthronement ceremony in the name of investigating and prosecuting the murderer who killed Yintian.

Now there is such a thing, the hilt of the Heavenly Sword is gone, and his name as the city lord is not right!

"Dad, what does that Yuan Ying mean? First he said that he wanted to arrest someone, but now that this person has been caught, but the hilt of the Heavenly Sword is gone, does he really want to give up the position of city lord?"

Fan Zhihua is not happy now, and Fan Qingsong's words made him even more irritable.

"Don't be so frizzy, sit down, sit down!"

"Sit, what are you sitting, I'm going to question him now, see what he has to say!"

"Be quiet, the wall has ears!"

"I'm afraid that what kind of wall has ears? My position as the lord of the city is real, and this is not a bit empty!"

"That's enough!" Fan Zhihua shouted, "You know how you got this position! With your kung fu, you may not be able to get this position after a few years of practice, hmph!"

Fan Qingsong saw his father have such a big temper, even if he was angry in his heart, he had to suppress it now, and besides, his anger was all directed at Yuan Ying, and he couldn't be angry with his father.

Fan Zhihua beckoned to Fan Qingsong: "You sit down, don't be impetuous, let's have a good discussion and see what Yuan Ying, this old guy, thinks, come, sit!"

Fan Qingsong walked to the seat next to Fan Zhihua and sat down, picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip.

This tea has just been brewed and is still a little hot, Fan Qingsong took a sip of tea and spit it out again.

Fan Zhihua rolled her eyes at Fan Qingsong: "Why are you in a hurry?"

Fan Qingsong took a few deep breaths and fanned his hand, "Someone!"

A subordinate walked in from outside the door.

Fan Qingsong picked up the teacup in his hand and threw it at his subordinates: "Is this the tea you brewed? It's useless! Aren't you afraid of burning the master? Why don't you go and make it again?"

The subordinates hurriedly packed up the broken teacups on the ground and left, Fan Zhihua looked at Fan Qingsong: "The city lord is so imposing!"

Fan Qingsong could hear the meaning of Fan Zhihua's words, although he was angry, but he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of his father, and muttered: "These people can't teach well!"

"Okay, let's wait until you, the city lord, become the city lord!"

"What do you mean, Dad?

"I can't see through the current situation! In the past, I could still go and talk to Yao Qirong, the old fox, but now he and the person surnamed Ruan are avoiding me, I'm afraid that the two of them will do something behind their backs!"

"What can they do? Isn't this all a sure thing? Can this city lord's position still run?"

"No, you tell our men to be clever right away. This Yao family has military power!"

"What can they do with military power? Can they still do the opposite?"

"Anything is possible! If you, the city lord, can't be in office for a day, the overall situation will not be decided for a day. Even if you do become a leader, the overall situation is undecided!"

"Dad, are you saying that the one surnamed Yao and the one surnamed Ruan will play yin behind their backs?"

"Alas, the heart of defense is indispensable! Fortunately, you have been in charge of the defense of the city, and we have some people on our hands. Go ahead, go and tell them to cheer up their spirits, now Heavenly Sword City looks calm, but in fact, I don't know how big an undercurrent there is!"

Fan Qingsong may have been infected by his father, and walked out of the house with a solemn face.

Fan Zhihua thought in her heart: The hilt of the sword was lost this day, was it done by the other two or Yuan Ying?

If it was Yuan Ying who did it, there was no need for him to propose the succession and then engage in such a thing.

Does he regret it? But not like it. According to Fan Zhijun, Ruan Guheng had already sent someone to transport his belongings to the new Tianjian Villa in Zhuo County.

Fan Zhijun said this Thaksin, because Fan Zhijun had said more than once that she didn't want to leave Heavenly Sword City and go to Zhuo County, she didn't need to lie to her mother's family. If she said that Yuan Ying was ready to leave, it meant that Yuan Ying really planned to leave, not for show, and not for a change of mind.

Then the hilt of the heavenly sword must have been taken away by the one surnamed Yao or the one surnamed Ruan.

Fan Zhihua intuitively felt that most of the hilt of the Heavenly Sword fell into the hands of the surnamed Yao, Yao Qirong, the old fox seemed to be kind to people, but in fact he was full of flowers, and he was the best at secretly doing some tricks.

What's more, their family has always held military power, and now it seems that this old fox has played a good game of chess.

He probably knew that the position of city lord surnamed Yuan would be handed over sooner or later, so he was active in the army early in the morning, secretly plotting, and sure enough, he expected it!

But is it possible that the surname Ruan?

Ruan Gumao is more honest than himself, he used his energy in the competition like himself, and also found a lot of good players to send Ruan Shanlin to the finals.

If Ruan Gumao really got the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, what would he do now?

Ask yourself, if he Fan Zhihua had obtained the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, he would most likely have formed his own army now--Wrong! If he had the heart to steal the hilt, he would probably have started to form an army a long time ago!

Yes, the focus is on the army, someone has to fight for you, and this sword hilt is worth stealing!

"Someone!"

The subordinate outside the door ran in tremblingly: "Master!"

"Go and find the young master for me, I have something to find him!"

When the subordinate heard that it was this task, his trembling expression disappeared suddenly, and he quickly ran out to find Fan Qingsong.

Fan Qingsong soon came to see Fan Zhihua.

"Dad, are you looking for me?"

Fan Zhihua nodded: "You find someone to go to Ruan's Mansion to inquire, and focus on seeing if there are any moves in their family." For example, has their government army made any moves to expand? Be quick!"

Fan Qingsong saw that Fan Zhihua's expression was so serious, although he didn't know what was going on, but he knew that he couldn't figure out these twists and turns with his own head, and it would not be wrong to listen to his father at this time.

"Okay, I'll go!"

After Fan Qingsong left, Fan Zhihua was still thinking.

If the Ruan family did not recruit troops, it means that the hilt of the sword is not in their hands this day.

If this sword hilt falls into the hands of the Yao family, then it will be a big problem, and he must find a way to unite with the Ruan family.

But Fan Qingsong has already won and become the next city lord, most of the Ruan family wants to join forces with the surname Yao, how can they say that he can join forces with himself?