Chapter 2: Contention
Just when these nobles in the mission had their own thoughts, the convoy was no longer transferred by the will of the people, and came to the last post station on the outskirts of Kyoto, looking at the honor guards and formations placed there, Fan Xian sighed, and had to drag Miss Shen's question to Beijing and then deal with it, if only with his thoughts, this woman has no need to stay, but Miss Shen has a relationship with the eldest princess, and Xiao Yan Gongzi seems to have some faint apologies for her.
At this time, there were already officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Taichang Temple of Honglu Temple waiting here, watching the convoy of the mission slowly come over, tidying up their clothes, and welcoming Her Royal Highness the princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty out of the car, so respectful. Fan Xian's eyes rolled, and he summoned Gundam and asked him to lead the two tiger guards to guard the princess's car firmly, and never let these courtiers find out that there was another woman in the car.
In fact, with his current position of power, he does not need to be so careful.
"Master Fan has worked hard all the way!"
"Lord Fan's trip is very prestigious, and his majesty is very pleased, this time I will return to Beijing, I am afraid that it will be reused soon, right?"
"Lao Hu is wrong about what he said, Master Fan is ...... now"
In a fluttering flattering sound, Fan Xian entered the post station surrounded by all the officials, the princess of Northern Qi was resting in the inner room, and the pomp and circumstance to greet the envoy should be more grand, if you don't know Fan Xian's identity, you must be very puzzled, why those ministers in the Qingguo court would have such a young middle-level official so respectful.
Fan Xian smiled all over his face, and raised his hand to the officials around him to return the salute, not tired in his heart, but slightly anxious. He glanced around and found that most of the officials who came to greet him knew each other, some were his colleagues in Taichang Temple, and some were nominal subordinates when Honglu Temple negotiated with Northern Qi, only those officials of the Ministry of Rites were respectful with a hint of fear, he understood what the reason was, after all, Guo Youzhi was knocked down by his own stink.
As soon as he sat on the chair, he only took a sip of tea, and he asked, "What is the next charter?" Is there a decree in the palace, and when will the mission enter Beijing?" Without waiting for the officials to answer, he preemptively laughed at himself: "This official is the right envoy, but there is still some confusion about this response process." β
The officials of the Ministry of Rites finally got the opportunity to get close to him, and if they missed it, a foreigner hurriedly responded: "Lord Fan, rest assured, every honor guard has been arranged by the Ministry of Rites, and there will be arrangements in the palace in front of the head, and it has already been properly arranged." β
Another subordinate of Honglu Temple said: "The Holy Lord knows that the officials of the mission have been away from home for a long time, and they are homesick, so they did not make a clear decree, but only ordered the mission to enter Beijing, and after the adults enter Beijing, they will go to the palace first......"
Before he finished speaking, an official wearing a four-rank official uniform walked in from outside, and the officials in the room hurriedly greeted him. Fan Xian fixed his eyes, greeted him with a smile, patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Lord Ren, why are you here too?"
The person who came was Ren Shao'an, the young secretary of Honglu Temple, the disciple of Fan Xian's father-in-law. Ren Shao'an saw that Fan Xian was safe and sound, and he was also at ease, and said with a wry smile: "The princess of Qi Kingdom is coming to marry, what a big deal this is, I, the coolie of Taichang Temple, don't come, and I don't need the imperial history of the Imperial Court to participate, so I have to resign." β
Fan Xian smiled, but he had some doubts in his heart, knowing that the mission was coming today, why did this Lord Shaoqing come so late?
Ren Shaoan knew that although the benevolent brother in front of him was young, his feelings were soft and wrapped in steel, and he had done so many things in Kyoto in a year, and overturned so many officials, he really didn't know whether to say it or not, but Prime Minister Lin Ruofu had already returned to his hometown, and the people of the Lin family were now only relying on the Fan Mansion in Beijing, and after considering the two sides, he couldn't help but hesitate a little and said: "Lord Fan, what are you asking?"
Fan Xian stared into his eyes and asked, "I'm not a fool, what a big deal the mission is going back to Beijing." When we left Shangjing, the Northern Qi court should know the specifications of the imperial court, and a princess in the palace was in the mission, how could she come to welcome all these sesame officials, where did Xin Qiwu go? And those waiters in the Ministry of Rites? The princess came to marry, at least the palace should also send some old women, you are from Taichang Temple, and you are responsible for these royal things, I don't ask who you ask?"
Ren Shaoan smiled bitterly and said, "Today's rΓ¬...... It's really unfortunate, Xin Qiwu went over there, and those elders from the Ministry of Rites also went over there, Fan Xian, don't blame my brother, I can rush over, and I can be regarded as offending over there. β
"Which side is over there?" Fan Xian was slightly surprised.
............ Ren Shaoan continued to smile bitterly and said: "The eldest prince also returned to Beijing today, and there is a camp less than three miles away from you, so it is too coincidental to say that this matter is too coincidental, the people from the Ministry of Rites, the Privy Council and the Ministry of War are all waiting over there, and the mission is naturally quieter." After saying this, he continued: "Fan Xian, the friendship between you and me is here, and I am not afraid to say it clearly, you are also a crystal-hearted character, do you really care about these superficial rituals?"
Fan Xian also understood what was going on, and shook his head with a smile: "I just want to go back to Beijing quickly, but the princess is a princess after all, if the court treats her slowly, it will cause the world to discuss, it will inevitably be not beautiful." β
At this time, he finally understood why the specifications of the envoy who came to greet him were much weaker, after all, it was a big prince with military power, and those courtiers naturally wanted to rush over there, even if they were sycophants, they had to pat the butt of the tall horse-he waved his hand to stop Ren Shao'an's explanation, and asked curiously: "The will at the beginning of the year is clearly written, and when the grass grows in the depths of autumn, the eldest prince will lead the army back to Beijing, and it is only early autumn, why did he come back?"
"It is said that the Queen Mother wants to be the eldest grandson. Ren Shaoan smiled meaningfully, "So I set off in advance, and the Western Route Army was stationed in Dingzhou, and this time the eldest prince led two hundred soldiers back to Beijing." β
Fan Xian shook his head and reprimanded: "Those officials of the Ministry of Rites don't know if they are stupid to learn from the Guo family, the mission enters Beijing, the prince returns to the palace, so many people, don't they know how to arrange it, send a letter on the road, no matter which way, it is not impossible to drag it out for a day or two, this is good, they are all crowded on the road outside the city, what should I do?"
"The Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple have letters to you all the way, saying to slow down the mission, who would have expected that the mission did not stop for a day, and went back to Beijing directly, so it was crowded into a pile. β
Fan Xian smiled, didn't say anything, and the mission galloped back to Beijing for thousands of miles, which was originally what he meant.
"Rong Yirong, when the arrangements are made, the mission will enter the city, what do you think?" Ren Shaoan glanced at him a little cautiously, I don't know how long this person has been in the Supervision Yuan, whether he has inherited the arrogance of Dean Chen Pingping, who no one looks at in his eyes, and said: "The new secretary of the Ministry of Rites is embarrassed to come to the mission, so ask me to pass on a message." β
"Damn, Lao Tzu is in a hurry to go home and hug his wife!" Fan Xian was familiar with him, and he was a little presumptuous when he spoke, and scolded with a smile: "Wait for two days, beware of the house after you, the one in my family will punish you." β
Ren Shao'an was sweating on his forehead, of course he knew what kind of corner Fan Xian's family was, although he had been sick, but his background was extremely deep.
Fan Xian didn't want to fight for these things with the eldest prince he had never met, and he was not qualified to fight with others, so he patted Ren Shao'an on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, it won't make it difficult for you." He pondered for a moment and said, "I'll go and tell the princess, lest the young couple don't meet, and they will be suspicious, and we, who are courtiers, have to explain." β
Ren Shaoan was dumbfounded, watching Fan Xian walk towards the room where the princess was resting temporarily, and thought to himself, which one are you playing? You don't say anything, what if it drags on for two days? If that princess is a person who refuses to fall behind, if you explain this, I am afraid that it will become a provocation.
How did he know that Fan Xian, a bad guy, was in a hurry to go home by himself, and as for how the eldest prince and the eldest princess competed, he didn't bother to care.
βββββββββββββββββββββββ Ren Shaoan was waiting outside to wipe his sweat, and found that a sweaty fourth-grade official ran in outside the post station, the official's back was already soaked, and it was hot and dry in early autumn, and he was running on both sides, and he did suffer a little. The person who came was Xin Qiwu of Honglu Temple Shaoqing, he saw Ren Shaoqing here, bowed his hand, lowered his voice and said, "You came early." β
Ren Shao'an knew that the other party was a close person in the East Palace, and he was not how to get close, but after the prime minister left office, the officialdom had already classified Ren Shao'an into Fan Xian's faction, and there was no intimacy for several princes, so the two of them were also familiar with each other these days, and scolded with a smile: "Lord Fan is here, I don't want to come, but I want to be counted by the young lady, but it's you, you have always been close to him, why did you come at this time, beware of him staying for a while and falling in your face." β
Xin Qiwu was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Master Fan is not this passerby. Thinking of today's absurdity, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "The eldest prince and the embassy arrived outside Beijing at the same time, I see, not to mention that those people in the Ministry of Rites don't know how to arrange, even the courtiers of the three courts, six departments and four temples are a little confused, which side should be greeted first?"
As soon as these words came out, Ren Shaoan and Xin Qiwu quieted down at the same time, the scene seemed a little weird, and after a long time, the two coughed twice, the reason why this happened was because they found that their conversation just now actually put the important xìng of the eldest prince and the envoy on the same level, could it be...... After Fan Xian took charge of the Supervision Yuan and had a generation of literary names, he could faintly compare with the status of a prince in charge of soldiers?
Xin Qiwu shook his head and put this somewhat absurd idea behind him, but he clearly knew that since the officials were so embarrassed, they had subconsciously put Fan Xian in a very high position, and yes, it was indeed a little surprising to see that Master Fan had only been in Beijing for more than a year, and so many things had happened. Although there is still a foreign princess in the mission, the real thoughts of those officials are naturally to tie up with the Fan family and the Supervision Yuan.
"Master Fan...... You didn't see me before, so you didn't say anything, did you?" Xin Qiwu asked cautiously.
Ren Shaoan shook his head. Xin Qiwu was a little relieved, and said with a smile: "Actually, it is reasonable, the eldest prince arrived first, I always have to pay tribute to the East Palace, Lord Fan is a courtier after all, and he has his own score." β
............ "I don't have any points. Fan Xian walked all the way and said hello to Xin Qiwu: "It's a shame that you and I are happy when you drink, and you call me brother's affection, I have been abroad for a few months, and you didn't come to welcome me, angry, angry, haha." β
said angry, but he was laughing, Xin Qiwu smiled a little helplessly, and was about to say something, but saw Fan Xian with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly: "It's reasonable, you are the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, in charge of foreign affairs, and you don't come to pick up the mission, but you run to pick up the prince, are you also going to go to the Privy Council to find a counselor?"
These words are bland, but they show a hint of unhappiness.
Xin Qiwu was slightly stunned, thinking that Fan Xian shouldn't be such a person who cares about this matter, let alone so stupidly show his dissatisfaction on his face.
Fan Xian bowed to the two middle-aged and young senior officials of the main faction, straightened up, and said: "The mission is going to enter Beijing today, the two ministers will arrange it, the Ministry of Rites can't find anyone there, you go and find it." β
The heads of the two young secretaries suddenly became bigger, and they didn't know that Fan Xian had such the courage to argue with the eldest prince! It's just that the palace seems to have forgotten about this matter, and there is no will at all, if the mission wants to enter Beijing first, in terms of rules, there is not much of a problem.
The question is...... It's the prince over there!
Ren Shao'an coughed twice and glanced at Fan Xian, wanting to remind him that Xin Qiwu was from the Prince's Gate after all, so don't show such disrespect to the eldest prince in front of him. Fan Xian accepted all his "flattering eyes", and still smiled and said: "The mission must enter Beijing first, this is the meaning of Her Royal Highness the Princess, you go and arrange it, the eldest prince's side...... Let them wait. β
After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and left the post station, instructed the subordinates of the mission to start preparing for entering Beijing, and threw down the two dumbfounded young masters behind the room, thinking to himself what kind of person this is? He dared to argue with the eldest prince! Xin Qiwu's face kept changing, and after all, he gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, there is no explanation in the palace, I don't care about this matter!"
Ren Shaoan said curiously: "You don't care where you go?" You, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, don't care about the embassy's entry ceremony into Beijing, beware of others participating in you. β
Xin Qiwu smiled and said: "I don't care about the eldest prince's side, anyway, this is my job, even if the eldest prince is unhappy, I have a saying, I will follow the mission...... It's you, Taichang Temple manages the royal family of the clan, on one side is the son of His Majesty, and on the other side is His Majesty's future daughter-in-law, which side are you going to manage?"
Ren Shaoan scolded him countless times in his heart, but after all, he had a close relationship with Fan Xian, so he had to shake his head and rush to the eldest prince's side, to let the Ministry of Rites prepare, and at the same time planned to return it in front of the eldest prince, I don't know what will happen on the only official road outside the city gate for a while.
ββββββββββββββββββββββββ got into the carriage and looked at Yan Bingyun, Fan Xian shook his head: "Don't show your face for a while, once you enter Beijing, Lord Yan will send someone to pick you up, remember not to let others know your news before you report on your work." β
Yan Bingyun bowed slightly, and suddenly said: "What are you fighting for? After all, someone else is the eldest prince, the son of His Majesty, what qualifications do you have to fight with him? You are not a stupid person, how could you do such a stupid thing?"
"Prince?" Fan Xian sat beside him, waiting for the departure of the convoy, and said with a smile: "Is this thing very rare? Besides, it's not that I want to fight with him, but that some noble person wants to fight with him." β
Yan Bingyun was puzzled, Fan Xian laughed and said: "The little couple hasn't met yet, and they are about to start snatching the right to speak in the queen's family, Her Royal Highness the princess was originally a light xΓ¬ngzi, but as soon as she heard that the eldest prince was going to seize the city, she raised her eyebrows and stood in the east of the river and opened her mouth...... This woman, I really can't understand it. β
"Hedong?what river?" Yan Bingyun reprimanded: "This matter is not something you picked up, I don't understand, before you return to Beijing, you have to tear your face with a big prince, what do you think." β
"Great, it seems like you're starting to think about me as a boss. Fan Xian said with a bitter face: "I really didn't pick the princess, really." Who knew that this quiet princess Her Royal Highness also believed in the truth that the east wind overwhelmed the west wind. This sentence came from the eighty-second time of the stone, and it has not been written at all, Fan Xian is just referring to it, but he is slightly happy in his heart, he is really in a hurry to go home, the reason is as simple as that.
"As for why I should offend the Great Prince, the reason is very simpleβit is difficult for me to find such an opportunity as I do today, an opportunity to show that I dislike the Great Prince very much. β
"Why?"
"Although you have been in the north for a long time, I believe that you have also learned many things about me from the mission. Fan Xian looked at Yan Bingyun.
Yan Bingyun nodded.
"What's my relationship with Donggong?"
"On the surface, it seems that there are some disputes, but in fact, the prince values you very much, including the affairs of ChΕ«n, he is taking care of you, and he also takes great care of you when he goes on an envoy later, and he is quite kind to you. β
"Yes, so I also have a lot of protection for the East Palace. Fan Xian didn't explain it clearly to Yan Bingyun, and continued: "And I am friendly with the prince of King Jing, and the prince of King Jing is the second prince's faction...... Therefore, my relationship with the second prince is not bad. β
Yan Bingyun immediately understood why Fan Xian wanted to offend the eldest prince.
"I have a good relationship with the East Palace and the second prince, if the relationship between the queen and the eldest prince is also good......" A self-deprecating smile appeared on Fan Xian's face: "Just ask a young man who has the Supervision Yuan and the Inner Treasury in his hands, and befriends three princes at the same time, what does this young man want to do?
............ There was a mess outside the city of Kyoto, and the only deep palace that had the ability to calm down this kind of sΔo movement had not come out for a long time, so a group of officials sweated and cowered, standing in front of the city gate, looking at the two columns of teams coming from afar above the official road, and kept scolding the mother in their hearts, scolding Fan Xian's mother-the mother of the eldest prince is the woman of His Majesty, and he did not dare to scold.
The eldest prince's own soldiers were all soldiers who came down from the battlefield in the west, and when they saw that this broken mission actually dared to compete with the prince, they were already angry, but the military discipline under the jurisdiction of the eldest prince was extremely strict, so they endured it and watched the seemingly endless carriages of the mission slowly pass by them. Among the cavalry, one of the barnyard generals of the eldest prince couldn't help it, and scolded: "Where did the courtiers come from, they don't understand the rules at all, are they looking for death!"
The teams on both sides stopped at the same time, and the atmosphere in the arena was extremely tense.
Fan Xian got out of the carriage, tidied up his clothes very contrivedly, saluted the faintly visible prince's car over there, and said, "Weichen Fan Xian, meet His Highness." β
............ "Fan Xian, are you Fan Xian?" A majestic voice came from there, with a slight contempt: "I didn't expect Chen'er Xu's husband to be you, dare to argue with the prince, you have considerable courage, but you are a little stupid." β
Fan Xian smiled slightly, and said very respectfully: "The minister doesn't dare to compete with His Highness, it's just ......"
Before the words fell, in the luxurious carriage behind him, the calm and confident voice of the eldest princess of Northern Qi came out: "The weak woman of this palace, all the way south, could it be that His Royal Highness is determined to let me stay outside the city for a few more days?"
The relatives and soldiers of the eldest prince were stunned, and it seemed that at this time they remembered that there was still a noble figure in the mission, and this woman would be the eldest princess in a few more years, and the mother of these people.
Fan Xian glanced at the cavalry of the eldest prince, thinking that this was a family matter, and he would not mix it up.