Chapter 1122 Clothing Belt

Bai was puzzled and his eyes widened.

Jiang Xian sighed and said, "Is there any reason for Yang Jun's disciples to come to see me through Zuo Yiming—I'm worried about whether Yang Jun has encountered something?"

And they may be behind bars or already dead.

But Yang Jun has always been a person she admires, and a few days ago she recommended Li Dao to Li Qian. If he really has any will, she will help no matter what!

"Bring him to see me!" Jiang Xian said helplessly.

If it is really a will, I am afraid that she will not be able to manage it, so she can only entrust Li Qian.

The people around Jiang Xian went to pass the word, and soon, the person named Fan Pan was brought in.

At this time, Bai Su and Li Dongzhi had already avoided it, sitting through the screen behind Luohan's bed, and only Jiang Xian was wearing a lotus-colored white striped gauze jacket and sat there leisurely waiting for him.

He hurriedly lowered his eyelids and stepped forward quickly.

The little maid who brought him was startled.

The two maids who looked to be in their early twenties standing behind Jiang Xian took a step forward nervously and stood beside Jiang Xian, just one step away from Jiang Xian's face.

Fan Pan knelt in front of Jiang Xian with a "plop".

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Pan began to untie the cloth belt around his waist.

Now not only the people serving in the house, but even Jiang Xian has also changed color.

The two maids standing beside Jiang Xian looked at Jiang Xian, as if they were asking Jiang Xian to tell what to do about this matter.

Jiang Xian hesitated for a moment.

Even Cai Shuang back then, she didn't dare to have any disrespect in front of her. What's more, it's this young man she has never seen in her life.

She waved her hand gently.

Fan Pan had already untied the cloth belt three times and twice, held the cloth belt with both hands, knelt forward with red eyes, and said sadly: "County Lord, this is something sent out by the three thousand soldiers of the Praetorian Guard, and I also ask the county lord to make the decision for the emperor and the tall man!"

Jiang Xian stroked his forehead.

She knew it wasn't good!

I didn't expect things to be so complicated.

She didn't take the cloth belt, but weighed it for a long time before she said to Fan Pan with a complicated expression: "What's the matter?

Fan Pan nodded, his eyes turned redder, and said, "The minister is a guard of the Praetorian Guard." In the past, he used to be an errand boy under Lord Yang, and later, on the recommendation of Lord Yang, he joined the Praetorian Guard and worked as an errand boy beside Lord Gao. The emperor went south, and the ministers also went to Jinling with Lord Gao. But not long ago, Jinghai Hou invited Mr. Gao to drink at home, and Mr. Gao began to vomit blood halfway through, and before he could ask a doctor when he returned home, Mr. Gao died. Later, Jin Haitao took over the Praetorian Guard.

"Some people disobeyed Jin Haitao's control, or were killed, or demoted to concubines.

"Twenty days ago, it was the ministers who were on duty. The concubine's condition worsened, and she suddenly ran out of the palace crying the name of the emperor's eldest son. I couldn't wait to avoid it, and I dodged in all directions. At that time, the minister was hiding in a Buddhist hall. Who knew that when he turned around, he saw the steward eunuch beside the concubine. He asked me if my name was Fan Pan and if I was a disciple of Lord Yang.

"The minister should be.

He stuffed a cloth belt to the minister, and asked the minister to wear the cloth belt out of the palace to meet Lord Yang, and bring this cloth belt to Lord Yang.

While the minister was hesitating, the chamberlain had disappeared without a trace.

The minister didn't dare to think about it, so he continued to work on an errand with the cloth belt.

"Lord Kim didn't seem to notice anything. That day, the minister went out of the palace as usual.

Chen felt that this matter was very important, so he didn't dare to go home, so he bought a box of snacks on the street and went to Lord Yang's house, and told Lord Yang what had happened.

Lord Yang's face changed greatly at that time, and he took the cloth belt to the inner room to look at it for a long time before he came out, and then ordered the minister to send this cloth belt to the county lord anyway.

According to Lord Yang's instructions, the minister first asked the Praetorian Guards for leave and quietly crossed the river to the north.

"I never thought that as soon as the boat arrived at the Zhenjiang wharf, I heard that Lord Yang's family was beheaded all over the house, and even the infant grandson did not let go...... Although the minister didn't know why, he knew that only the county lord could avenge Lord Yang and Lord Gao. ”

After he finished speaking, he took out a famous card of Yang Jun from his arms, and said with tears in the corners of his eyes: "This is what Lord Yang handed over to the minister before he left, but Lord Yang told me that if you can not use this famous post, you should try not to use this famous post." I think Lord Yang must be afraid of getting angry, and he is afraid that the minister will not be able to see the county lord......"

Fan Pan said, tears falling unconsciously.

Jiang Xian sat there for a while without moving, his mind blank.

It was she who urged Zhao Xi to sit on the throne, but so many people died because of Zhao Xi.

Did she do something wrong?

"How did Lord Yang die?" she asked coldly.

Is it because of this cloth belt, or is it simply because Zhao Xiao doesn't like Yang Jun and wants to eradicate dissidents?

Jiang Xian didn't wait for Fan Pan to answer, he stood up with a "Teng" sound, and asked people to send a letter to Li Qian, asking him to return to Xiaotangshan immediately.

The little guy didn't dare to delay, and trotted to pass the word.

Jiang Xian stood still beside the belt that Fan Pan had been holding high, staring at the belt like a locust, although disgusted, he was afraid that it would come out and harm the world.

Fan Pan held the belt motionlessly, and the whole person seemed to have become a sculpture, revealing a stubborn stubbornness.

The two froze, and the light in the room gradually dimmed.

Jiang Xian sighed, and finally reached out to take Fan Panzhong's cloth belt, and said softly: "You go down to rest for a few days first, and then talk about it when the prince comes." ”

Fan Pan kowtowed to Jiang Xian three times before retreating.

Jiang Xian didn't even look at it, and threw the cloth belt on the small table next to him.

In the middle of the night, Li Qian rushed over.

His face was full of anxiety, and he said, "Boryeong, what's wrong with you?

Jiang Xian likes to be coquettish, but she can also forbear. As soon as he left Xiao Tangshan, he was caught up by the people she sent, and he didn't say what was going on, he was worried all the way.

She looked at him with a smile, pointed to a very ordinary cloth belt that had been placed on the small table and no one had touched it, and said, "Maybe it's a big gift, I'm waiting for you to remove it!"

Li Qian looked at Jiang Xian in surprise.

Jiang Xian didn't make a sound, just raised his chin towards the cloth belt as if he was encouraging, and said, "I'm just guessing, I won't know until I open it." ”

Li Qian suddenly understood.

Even though he was as calm as he was, thinking of such a possibility, the hand that went to take the cloth belt still couldn't help but tremble a little, and even when he got the belt, he glanced at Jiang Xian with some uncertainty.

Jiang Xian smiled slightly.

Li Qian took off the belt.

The snow-white belt was covered with dark brown letters, and the font was intermittent, of different thicknesses, and there was no order, as if it had been scratched with something on his fingers.

Cloth and belt edict!

Like Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, Zhao Xi wrote an edict with blood, trying to get this person named Fan Pan to bring to Jiang Xian.

It's really sleepy and meets a pillow.

Li Qian couldn't hide his joy.

Jiang Xian was too vain, thinking that the blood that wrote the edict should not be Zhao Xi's, right? He was so selfish, maybe it was written with vermilion.

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