The bungalow at the foot of the imperial city looks inconspicuous. But it is the important place of the book under the door, from the back porch to a courtyard, you can directly enter the palace, the most critical place, the forbidden army and the guards are extremely guarded, that is, the rebels surrounded the palace back then, and did not think of opening the gap from here, because there are still layers of palace walls in the rear of the province under the door. The bungalow is even more murderous.

He left Lanzhou in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli. It's been almost seven years in a blink of an eye. Except for two years in Jiangnan intermittently. Fan Xian's time in the second life, the time when he was really wonderful and nervous, most of them were in Kyoto, and his life experience was different from that of most people in Zhuqingguo, and he entered the palace too many times. It was as easy as coming home. Whether it is the identity of the Inspectorate or the identity of the emperor's illegitimate son. All let the palace ban not exist for him.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month. Fan Xian walked to the bungalow under the palace like a walk. Although the New Year's Day has just passed. But the book is still busy. Officials from various ministries to deliberate. on the periphery. No one noticed a figure wearing a black cloth umbrella in the snow. And when he entered the inner enclosure, the guards of the forbidden army who were in charge of the inspection became stupid under Fan Xian's gentle smile, and watched him walk in in a daze.

Fan Xian came too naturally and logically, and all the guards of the forbidden army were familiar with the fact that this young man was in and out of the palace without hindrance, and he didn't react for a while. Just let him pass through the layers of guards like this, and came directly to the big room in the middle of the door under the door.

There are two hot kang in the big house,

There are several layers of things on it,

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@网@章以及陛下拟好的旨意. Ink tables and papers were piled up on the table. In the center of the Daqing Imperial Court, the office conditions did not look good, and several errand scholars and some scribes and officials were busy until Fan Xian put down the black umbrella with snow and water.

There was silence in the large room under the door. All the people looked at Fan Xian in a daze, not knowing that this big man who was severely punished by His Majesty. Why is it suddenly here today?

When Fan Xian walked through the streets and alleys of Kyoto, there were already changes in the restaurants and yamen in Kyoto. However, the timing of the sniper operation was extremely accurate. When Fan Xian walked into the middle school room. The flames of revenge in all directions of Kyoto have just begun to burn. The news did not reach the palace either.

For Fan Xian's sudden arrival. The first thing that came to mind was the closest to the door. Greedy for the bright sky and earth Pan Ling University Scholar, this old bachelor opened his eyes that were a little old, looked at Fan Xian and coughed and said, "Why are you here?"

Since he was a child, Fan Xian has been learning the characters of Pan University, and he also earned his first silver by relying on the newspaper edited by Pan University, although he has not dealt with it twice in Kyoto. However, Fan Xian always respectfully treated the old man. He replied with a smile: "Your Majesty summoned me to the palace in the afternoon." Just walked to the entrance of the Imperial City Cave. Suddenly, it snowed. I thought it wouldn't be interesting to stand in the snow all the time, so I came here to see you. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the mainland of the big house remembered it. Today, His Majesty does have a will to summon Fan Xian into the palace. Relieved, each smiled gently and stepped forward to salute, the middle book under the door is different from the officials of the yamen below, and the most important thing is to be with the light and dust. Mighty but not angry. Especially since they are the officials closest to His Majesty, they naturally know Fan Xian's true status in the imperial court. No one dares to slack off.

He Zongwei was the last to stand up. Walked over. His expression was calm with a hint of self-control, and as soon as he appeared, the entire Zhongshu Provincial Mansion was suddenly quiet, and even the scholar of Pan Ling University coughed twice. He walked away with his body slumped.

Everyone knows that Scholar He is leading His Majesty's will right now. Desperately fighting at the remaining pitiful forces of Lord Xiao Fan. Everyone knows better that over the years. Master Xiao Fan and Scholar He have never been in harmony. Not once, and now the situation has already changed, Scholar He is so red that he turns purple, and his status in the province of Zhongshu is faintly overpowering Scholar Hu, facing Fan Xian, who is now in a predicament. What will he say. What to do?

"Long time no see. He Zongwei looked at Fan Xian gently and said, "The hour has not yet come." Sit down and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body, so as not to stay in the imperial study for a while and stand for a long time. ”

That's a very mild one. Very sincerely. It's very breezy and moving, and the kind of concern that comes from the depths of the sentence can be heard by anyone. He Zongwei's performance at this time seems to be. Between the two most famous young magnates of the Nanqing court. No problems have ever occurred.

But the truly intelligent must have heard something else. This is the tolerance of the victor to the loser, and this is a condescending concern.

The corners of Fan Xiandi's lips slightly, as if smiling, then slowly raised his head, looked at the dark-skinned bachelor in front of him, and paused for a moment. said calmly: "I came here today to say a few words to you, yes." My hour has not yet come...... Your hour has come. ”

No one can understand this sentence, it is He Zongwei himself. didn't hear the cold background sound in this sentence, and he was slightly stunned. He looked at Fan Xian with a frown. seemed to want to say something, but unexpectedly heard a noisy sound from outside the big house of Zhongshu Province under the door, and the chaotic noise was mixed with a few irrepressible exclamations.

"What kind of system is it to be so flustered!" He Zongwei's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at the official who rushed to the door. Slightly angrily reprimanded.

"My lord, Vice Secretary Cheng of Dali Temple and Guo Zheng, the new Yushi of the Left Capital of the Metropolitan Inspection Academy, were killed on the street!" The official was horrified to tell the news that had come from outside.

Hearing this news, the entire big house suddenly became like an explosion, and the exclamations were loud, and the officials under the door were managing the Daqing court for His Majesty. When have you ever heard of such a high-level imperial court official being assassinated on the street!

He Zongwei's body stiffened. The deputy secretary of Dali Temple and Guo Zheng, the imperial historian, are all his cronies, especially Guo Zheng, who has always regarded Fan as his confidant. He has done a lot of great things for him in Jiangnan. made a great contribution for His Majesty, and was transferred back to Kyoto by him at the opportunity, but he just returned to Kyoto...... Just dead?

A hint of paleness flashed across his swarthy face. quickly returned to normal, raised his head suddenly, and stared at Fan Xian's handsome face. Eyes narrowed. The cold light is great.

Without waiting for He Zongwei to speak, Fan Xian lowered his eyes lightly. In a voice of exclamation, he whispered, "Tobe Shangshu is also dead." Two squires also died. Here is my proposed list. You see if there's anything missing. ”

Fan Xian finished speaking. took out a thin note from his arms and handed it over, He Zongwei's hand couldn't help but tremble, and he took the note and swept it roughly. I saw the names and positions of more than a dozen officials. All...... It's all his cronies!

When Fan Xian handed the list to Scholar He, the entire big house in the Zhongshu Province suddenly fell silent. It's so quiet that you can hear even a needle falling to the ground.

Fan Xian casually wiped his horns. Insert the thin needle between your fingers back into the hair. Calmly said: "I don't want to kill innocent officials indiscriminately, so please confirm." If these are your people, then I'm relieved. ”

The note with the name written on it fell to the ground, and the room was silent. By this time. Everyone knows that the blood in Kyoto today was done by this little Fan in front of him, but I don't know if he said it is real, could it be that those court officials are all dead today?

He Zongwei understands Fan Xian. So he knew that what Fan Xiandi said was not a lie. The names on the paper must have turned into wisps of resentment at this moment, and he raised his head, his eyes burning with resentful fire. Staring at Fan Xian deadly, he didn't know why Fan Xian did this. Didn't he know that it was a dead end? He Zongwei actually felt a little faintly proud, and he actually forced Fan Xian to the road of breaking the net.

"Why...... Catch this murderer!" Why did the three words come out painfully, everyone thought that He Zongwei was going to denounce Fan Xian's inhuman evil deeds in front of all officials. No one expected that halfway through the conversation, He Zongwei shouted loudly, and the other people hid towards the rear of the officials as fast as they could.

It is still He Zongwei who knows Fan Xian best, since the other party has no regard for life and death. Kill all sides in Kyoto. Naturally, there is a desire to fight for his life. Before entering the palace, the other party made a special trip to the door to put an umbrella. Naturally, it's not just about taunting and beating yourself with the names of these dead people. Rather, it is necessary to ...... Come and kill yourself!

Until this time, no one believed that Fan Xian dared to be under the roots of the imperial city. It is a solemn location in the center of Gyeongguo. rioted and killed, but He Zongwei believed that he knew the vicious young magnate in front of him. Once you start crazy, you dare to do anything. So he disregarded the decency of the minister. While shouting in horror for the Praetorian guards. While desperately fleeing to the rear of the ministers.

Fan Xian didn't chase him, but just watched his movements with a kind of pity and shameful eyes, after looking at everyone. That pale face.

After all, it is a book under the gate in front of the palace. Long before He Zongwei shouted. Some of the forbidden army and the Ouchi guards had already noticed the movement here, and once they found out that something was wrong, more than a dozen guards and three generals of the forbidden army had already rushed into the mansion of Zhongshu Province under the door, pulled out their swords on the waist, and vigilantly surrounded Fan Xian.

No matter how powerful Fan Xian is, it is impossible to kill the encirclement of these inner court guards in an instant, watching this scene. Everyone was relieved, and He Zongwei's face behind the crowd also looked a little better. The pale color is gone. There were two more traces of ruddy, and he shouted sharply in the rear: "Quickly take down this murderer!"

Place names of people. Tree Shadow, even if everyone knows that the blood in Kyoto today is all from the place where Xiao Fan gave an order, but before it was investigated. Who would dare to step forward and take down Fan Xian? Especially if Fan Xian didn't do it first. Those generals of the forbidden army and the guards of the inner court. How dare you rush to pounce?

There was a desolation at the foot of the imperial city, and the sound of troop mobilization was everywhere. However, in an instant, there was an extremely urgent sound outside the big house of Zhongshu Province under the door, and I don't know how many forbidden troops surrounded it. Surround this big house. Fan Xian and the officials who actually controlled the Qingguo court surrounded the house.

Fan Xian put on a pair of wings at this time. I'm afraid I can't fly out. However, he didn't seem to want to run away, just quietly watched the crowd behind Jihe Zongwei, and took a step forward very casually.

I don't know how many officials have been emboldened by this step. There was a shudder in the room. And the dozen or so guards surrounding Fan Xian were forced up.

Fan Xian stopped. Across the heads of the people. Looking at He Zongwei who was not far away, he said calmly: "Maybe it's as many people say. In fact, you are a capable official. In the future, it is very likely that he will become a generation of famous ministers who will go down in history. ”

Then he shook his head and said, "But I won't give you this chance to continue living." It's strange to say. I don't know why I'm so disgusted with you. This disgust is simply unfounded...... Your utilitarian heart is too heavy. I always want to step on someone else's climb, and this kind of style is the last thing I like. ”

"Even if I don't like it. At most, it would be just two fists to hit you, but I didn't expect you to devote your life to the cause of fighting against me. Fan Xian smiled slightly: "It's a pity." The cause is not very glorious. Instead, it gave me more reasons to kill you. ”

Fan smiled very gently. However, in the eyes of everyone in the room. The smile was eerie. It's terrifying, full of killing intent, but he doesn't seem to have the intention of making a move at the moment, so the forbidden soldiers and guards around him don't dare to move lightly, for fear of provoking this big man to madness. Let's kill all sides.

When he heard Fan Xian's words, He Zongwei's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he was about to open his mouth to scold a few words. Unexpectedly, there was a colic pain in his abdomen, this pain was so real, so tragic, that his face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't say a word.

"You are a keen utilitarian villain who climbs up at all costs, you can hide it from Your Majesty, from the officials of the court, and even from all the people in the world. But how can you hide it from me?" Fan Xian's eyes turned indifferent. Said slowly: "How many people's blood have you stained on your seemingly clean hands." On top of your official uniform. You know how many people's souls are wronged. I know. ”

"I'll kill you today, kill you He officials. but for the sake of heaven. It is for His Majesty to clear the king's side. Fan Xian said something that even he didn't believe. looked at He Zongwei's pale face sarcastically. Bullying him, he couldn't say a word at this time.

"I don't understand why you're going to do whatever it takes to climb up. Stepping on the corpse of my subordinate territory. Later, I finally figured it out, not because of the natural hostile relationship between the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Supervision Yuan, nor because I refused to marry my sister to you. It's not that Your Majesty has any explanation for you. ”

Fan Xian sighed pityingly: "All this turned out to be just because you were jealous of me. Your literature is not as good as mine, and your martial arts are not as good as me. Not as good as me. The power is not as strong as mine. No matter how hard you work, you can raise a few more big black dogs. Nor will it ever be possible to catch up with me in this life. ”

"You're not convinced. I don't believe how I can have a good father. Good Mother...... But where destiny lies, what do you have to disagree with?"

A few drops of soybean-sized beads of sweat dripped down He Zongwei's pale forehead. He glared at those resentful eyes. looked at Fan Xian. He wanted to rebuke something, but he couldn't speak, he couldn't stand up. Sitting on the edge of the kang in a dejected manner.

"This is whining, but Jun's whining is the root cause of my civil strife in Daqing. Fan Xian stared at He Zongwei, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, and said word by word: "Complaining is too strong to prevent broken intestines, today I will give you a broken intestine to go down." ”

Every word. Every sentence is like a knife. Pierced He Zongwei's ears. He just didn't want to hear it, he knew that the officials of the He faction would definitely die today, and Fan Xian must have a backhand in secret. He just didn't know why in front of so many officials. Fan Xian would say so many useless words.

The officer died. As long as you live, you still have the grace of Your Majesty. In the future, you can always rebuild your own strength. But why, after the little knives went through the ears, began to run around the abdomen? Why did the knives seem to cut their own intestines? Pain in your heart?

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the bungalow at the root of the imperial city suddenly became very tense, and all the local officials scattered and dodged, and then there may be a storm of local officials, and the forbidden troops continued to pour in from outside the house. lined up in countless columns and stopped in front of He Zongwei.

All the armor was lined up in formation. The big house under the door of this wide land was extremely cramped, and he stared nervously at the lonely Fan Xian.

It's sabre-rattling. A moment of mouth-to-mouth. The middle book under the door leans against the courtyard of the palace wall. There was a very terrible and anxious shout.

"Don't!"

Scholar Hu, who was covered in snow and water, rushed in from the direction of the palace, after hearing Fan Xian's speech in Taixue this morning. The scholar knew that something big was going to happen in Kyoto today. He rushed to the palace as soon as possible. However, there was a delay in between. I only had time to say a few words to His Majesty when I heard the news of a eunuch banquet. Strange deaths of imperial court officials have occurred all over Kyoto. Then there was another bulletin. said that Fan Xian had already killed the middle school under the door!

No one dared to stop the scholars. At such a tense moment, no one would care about his entry, at most a few officials from the middle school and the local government watched Master Hu rush to Fan Xian's side, worried that he would be injured by Fan Xian, a madman. He screamed in fear.

Scholar Hu didn't pay attention to these cries. hugged Fan Xian from behind. Desperately fighting for this old life, he dragged Fan Xian back, and shouted loudly in a panic: "You are crazy!"

These things that happened today, in the eyes of everyone, that little Fan who was a poet who shocked the world was obviously crazy. Otherwise, how could he trample on the dignity of the imperial court so much. Do so much heinousness. It's a big rebellion. What happened in Kyoto today is not a rebellion. What else can it be?

Scholar Hu also knew that it was only those officials in Kyoto who were assassinated. Enough to anger His Majesty. Knocked Fan Xian into hell, but he still desperately held Fan Xian. Don't let him do it. In the middle of the door, the province killed the scholars of the dynasty. Wait for the blood to be splashed in front of the temple!

Not only in Qingguo. There has never been a heinous scene in the whole world!

The scene at this time was very funny and funny, but no one laughed, and there was silence under the imperial city, and everyone looked at Scholar Hu with his old and weak body in horror. Desperately hugging Fan Xian. But how can he drag and hold on?

Fan Xian suddenly felt a trace of warmth in his cold heart, he smiled, lowered his head and said, "Let it go, it's too late." ”

The Hu scholar behind him stiffened. Trembling, he let go of his hand and glanced at Fan Xian in disbelief.

At this moment, he has been hiding behind the crowd. Sitting on the kang in horror, Scholar He Zongwei He suddenly retched twice, and then spat out a lot of black blood!

Blood splashed the official uniforms of many officials in front, black and extremely ugly, and there was an exclamation in the room, and several officials hurriedly stepped forward to pick He Zongwei and began to desperately call for the imperial doctor......

He Zongweidi's eyes began to dilate. Hearing also begins to fade. I couldn't hear what my colleagues were shouting. He only felt the pain in his abdomen clearly, and the little knives seemed to have succeeded in slicing his passionate intestines into pieces.

It hurts. The liver and intestines are as painful as an inch. He Zongwei knew that he couldn't do it, he didn't know when Fan Xian let himself be poisoned. He didn't notice the small needle hole on the ground on his right little finger, he just felt unwilling. Obviously, he also has a passion for the world and the court. I am willing to spill blue blood to clear my name, why is it a pool of black blood that is spit out in the end?

His vague gaze searched Fan Xian's indifferent face, and there was a big complaint in his heart. Unwillingly, as an official. Do things for Your Majesty. What is wrong with doing things for the imperial court? It is to kill some people. Betrayed some people? But after a thousand years, don't all the people in the officialdom do this? Didn't you let innocent people die because of you? You don't have to betray anyone, that's because you were born to be the master, but we people are born to be slaves......

He Zongwei wanted to ask Fan Xian angrily, why did you kill me with those inexplicable reasons? You are just a gentleman who does not know the general situation and only does things according to his own likes and dislikes! However, this question was unspeakable after all, and the black blood kept gushing out of his lips. Stop him from talking. It also stopped him from breathing.

Just before the Imperial Doctor arrived. When the dynasty scholar and pen of the imperial history doctor, in the past three years in the Qingguo court of the first celebrity, He Zongwei at the foot of the imperial city. Inside the Yatang of the Provincial Book of Books. vomited blood in public and died of broken intestines.

In the process. Fan Xian had been looking at He Zongwei calmly, indifferently, and even coldly. Watch him vomit blood. Watch him struggle in pain, watch him smack. The expression on his face was still calm, and there was no trembling, he didn't know that He Zongwei was complaining and unwilling before he died. He doesn't need to know. These officials died on the seventh mile of the first month of the eleventh year of Qingli. Including He Zongwei himself. It's just some preparations.

He Zongwei's death had nothing to do with his likes and dislikes, but only for the sake of those he had to protect. For those who have died in Jiangnan in the west in Kyoto, this majesty is propped up. Officials who specialize in dealing with the Fan Department must die.

This is just a part of the calculation as calm as a machine, Fan Xian only needs to confirm that this person is dead. And I didn't have too many sighs in my heart. Sigh things. It's too late to talk until you die.

Master Hu looked at He Zongwei's body in a daze, and then turned his head heavily, with a kind of anger. Disappointment, looking at Fan Xian's cold face with a blank emotion, a cold voice squeezed out of his chest and abdomen.

"Take down this murderer. ”

He was standing beside Fan Xian, disappointed and angry by Fan Xian's side. An order was issued to arrest and even kill Fan Xian. But he didn't care at all that Fan Xian stretched out his hand at will, so that he could also die with He Zongwei.

Fan Xian naturally wouldn't kill him. He looked at Scholar Hu. He smiled apologetically.

Just before the forbidden army rushed up, the eunuch Yao, the head of the inner court, finally rushed to the Zhongshu Province under the door, and used a sharp voice. The strong true qi shouted: "Your Majesty has a will." Escort the traitor Fan Xian into the palace!"

The will has finally arrived, and there is no doubt that it is a qualitative will. However, the will is to let Fan Xian enter the palace after all, about everything between His Majesty the Emperor and his illegitimate son. It is impossible for these officials in the court to see and hear.

There was silence in the room. Countless pairs of eyes turned to Fan Xiandi's body, Fan Xian was silent for a moment, looked at Eunuch Yao and asked, "Do you want to tie up?"

Eunuch Yao was silent. Silent. Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh, if you want to tie up, naturally no one can tie up your own land, but Your Majesty's will can easily make relatives and friends in this world. It becomes a rope that can never be broken.

"My umbrella is on the doorstep. Don't let anyone steal it. ”

After Fan Xian finished saying this. followed Eunuch Yao to the deep palace. Behind him. Officials still surrounded He Zongwei's body. The sorrow is immense.