Deng Ziyue was slightly stunned, thinking that on this rainy day, he was not waiting for his subordinates to be filial piety, not feasting in the Xinfeng Pavilion, not going back to the house to enjoy the warm stove tea, but going to Yanfu under the heavy rain, I don't know what the adults are thinking in their hearts.

"I'm going to get a car. He said to Fan Xian in a deep voice, and prepared to walk to a place across the street.

Fan Xian shook his head, put the hat of the raincoat on his head with his backhand, and was not afraid of the heavy rain pouring outside, so he walked into the rain of the long street, and let the rain hit the gray-black clothes on his body.

The official uniform of the Supervision Yuan is very ordinary, but there are also special styles, such as when investigating cases on rainy days, they usually wear this kind of raincoat - the sleeves are wide but not long, all of them are made of waterproof fabric, and there is a one-piece hat at the back, which has a somewhat peculiar style, like a windbreaker and a cloak. The rain falls from the sky, and it will be smooth and smooth when it falls on this garment.

When Mr. Shu saw this kind of clothes in Kyoto for the first time, he was very happy, and took the nickname: "Lotus Clothes", which means that the rain slides down from the lotus leaves like pearls. But after all, the style of this raincoat is a bit strange and incompatible with the current aesthetics, so even with such a wonderful name as Lotus Yi, it still has not spread among the people, and only the officials and spies of the Supervision Yuan will wear this kind of clothing.

So on a rainy day in Kyoto now, as long as you see this kind of person wearing a black and gray lotus robe, everyone knows that it is the Supervision Yuan who comes out to do business, and they will avoid it.

Fan Xian is currently walking into the rain, and a few people in the Qi Nian group naturally dare not slack off, just like that moonlit night, divided into several directions, not far and not close to him, walking forward on the long braid of the lonely Liao Shaoren's rainy day, the rain hit the clothes, and the boots stepped on the stagnant water, click!

There were a few people in the fog, and there was a taste of silence and killing.

The owner of the Shinfeng Pavilion who bowed down to see off the guests. Looking up at this scene slightly, I thought to myself, this Fan Tisi is really a wonderful person, with a few subordinates, he actually wore this strange dress with beauty and texture.

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Yanfu is not far away, and after walking in the rain for a while, I went around into an alley, and then walked out and stood on the right. I could see the door of the mansion that was not very spacious, and when I thought of the father and son in this mansion, who were in charge of all the espionage activities of this imperial court, even Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little more dignified.

Yan Ruohai, as a veteran minister who has been in charge of the Supervision Yuan for ten years, has won the sacred heart and Chen Pingping's respect, even if it is the six ministers in the court, he does not dare to be arrogant in front of him, and because the Supervision Yuan was set up at the beginning, the official rank was set very low. Therefore, in order to act conveniently, His Majesty basically used the means of conferring orders and knights to forcibly elevate the political status of the officials of the Supervision Yuan.

For example, Yan Ruohai was a second-class viscount a few years ago, and last year Yan Bingyun was betrayed by the eldest princess to Northern Qi, His Majesty wanted to appease these loyal ministers in the Supervision Yuan. directly promoted Yan Ruohai's title to a third-class earl, thinking about Fan Xian's father, Fan Jian, who is now a first-class earl as a household secretary, can know how generous the saint treats the officials of the Supervision Yuan.

However, there is no new plaque at the door of the Yan Mansion, and the small title under the Yan Mansion still reads "Jing Cheng Zi Mansion" and not "Jing Cheng Bo Mansion", and the words are also black, not gold, which is extremely low-key. But Fan Xian was clear. In addition to the generations of ministers who have been crowned princes, only the ministers who have been given the house by His Majesty are eligible to write the title in front of the house, which shows that the house of Yanfu is also given by His Majesty, and it is impossible to keep a low profile if you want to.

Standing at the gate of the mansion where the heavy rain did not stop, the deacon on the door had already seen him coming, and as soon as he saw the raincoats worn by this group, he knew that it was an official in the supervision institute, but he didn't know whether it was a colleague of the master or a friend of the young master, so he hurriedly went down the steps, covered the rain with his hands, and greeted Fan Xian and his party.

Fan Xian lifted the rain hat on his head, revealing slightly damp hair, and asked, "Is Xiao Yan at home?"

The deacon was about to say that the old man was not at home, and listened to the other party. I realized that I was here to find the young master, and when I looked at this delicate face, I guessed which one it was, and said respectfully: "The young master is at home, may I ask if the lord is Lord Tisi?"

Fan Xian nodded, took off his raincoat, and rested it on his forearm. The deacon quickly took it, held up an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, and said, "Your Excellency, please come in." ”

This is a smart man, knowing that the young master has come back from the north and has a lot to do with this Fantisi, so he took it upon himself not to report it first, and went directly to welcome him. Fan Xian also had this idea, glanced at the deacon with a smile, and walked into the mansion naturally, after all, his official rank was above the Yan family father and son, and there was no need to be polite in this case.

This was his first time in Yanfu, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about the environment in the mansion, but as the deacon's umbrella walked inside, he didn't see anything unusual along the way, but the abundant rain moistened the surprisingly large rockery in the courtyard, making the moss on it seem to be as green as regaining youth.

After going around to the rockery, it is the inner courtyard of Yanfu, Fan Xian looked at the two people listening to the rain in the distance corridor, Weihui smiled, waved his hand to signal everyone not to follow him, but he slowly stepped on the stagnant water on the stone slab, trying not to make a sound, and approached the scenic corridor.

The corridor was all in the rain, the stone steps beside the pillars were wet, and even the place under the corridor was also wet, but the two people under the corridor were still unmoved, sitting on two chairs, looking at the rain in autumn in a daze.

One of them naturally just returned to Beijing Xiaoyan Gongzi, and the other was Miss Shen, who had fled thousands of miles, the two sat on the chairs, did not speak, did not look at each other, but just put their eyes into the rain, as if they were looking forward to the bead curtain woven by the falling rain, which could refract the eyes of the two and project them into each other's eyes.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, and found that Yan Bingyun's face was still frosty, but there was more tenderness in his eyes than before, and Miss Shen beside him seemed to have gotten rid of the misery of the destruction of the family that day, and there was a slight shame on her face, but there was a trace of sadness in her descendant.

It's just that this pair of resentful couples don't speak, don't look at each other, and treat each other as if they don't exist, and the scene is really a little weird.

And what made Fan Xian feel even more strange was that Miss Shen was wearing a ringed dress, and her feet were actually shackled and dragged with long chains. The end of the chain is in the room, and it looks like it was locked up by Yan Bingyun!

......

After watching quietly for a while, Fan Xian sighed in his heart, knowing that Yan Bingyun's mood at this time must not be as relaxed as it seems, otherwise he wouldn't have even stood behind the two of them for so long without noticing.

So he coughed lightly.

Yan Bingyun looked back, and saw that hateful and gentle smile, and there was anger in his eyes, not knowing that he was disturbed and angry. Or because he was forcibly stuffed with a female captive and wanted to trouble Fan Xian.

Miss Shen saw Fan Xian, but she didn't know what mood to be in the opposite direction, her face darkened, she got up and left the chair, and entered the room with a slight blessing, with the sound of iron chains, which kept echoing in the corridor on a rainy day.

Yan Bingyun didn't seem to be surprised that Fan Xian would break into his mansion, and after inviting him to sit down, there was no unusual expression on his face. But Fan Xian was a little surprised by the coldness of Yanfu, and he sat on the chair after Miss Shen left. Feeling that there was still some residual warmth under his buttocks, he couldn't help but feel a slight flurry in his heart, forcibly suppressed his untimely and inappropriate reverie, and said: "I thought that you had worked hard to return to Kyoto, and there should be many officials in the house who congratulated you, where did you think of a rainy day." Only you and the girl of the Shen family looked at each other and cried speechlessly. ”

Yan Bingyun defended very seriously: "First, I didn't look at her, and she didn't bother to look at me when I thought about it. Second, it's the day I'm crying, not me. ”

Fan Xian shrugged and didn't say anything.

Yan Bingyun continued: "My father has always disliked dealing with officials in the imperial court, and I am not a celebrity like Lord Tiji in Kyoto, so the house will naturally be deserted. ”

Fan Xian shook his head: "I know you're going to Northern Qi Zhiren." It is a well-known son and brother in Beijing, and now after returning to China, he will definitely be promoted again, how can those who want to talk to you not come to the door? Even if your family is the head of the Supervision Yuan, and it is not the same system as the court officials, I don't think anyone will let go of this kind of great opportunity. ”. B/B5[:I$z

Yan Bingyun's face was expressionless: "My father has three dogs and has been chained to the door, so no one dares to go to the house." ”

Fan Xian was stunned and touched his slightly wet hair. said: "Why didn't I see it when I entered the mansion?"

Yan Bingyun said: "There is heavy rain to stop the guests today, and those big black dogs are tired for so many days, so let them rest." ”

Fan Xian was speechless.

......

"My lord is visiting today, and I don't know what to do. ”

It can be heard that Xiao Yan Gongzi deliberately wants to distance himself from this Xiao Fan, and I think this is also due to family education. Fan Xian ignored this, took out the cylinder directly from his arms, opened the cylinder and took the roll, and threw it in his arms.

Yan Bingyun picked it up and squinted at it, his face was a little unnatural, and said: "My lord really trusts his subordinates, but this is all a way to live, and it is already a violation of the regulations to show me." ”

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't think that you are about to take over your father's class, and you can avoid me every day...... If you call me my lord, it is clear, although I am in one place and you are everywhere, but after all, I am also a priest, and I am really in a hurry, I sent a warrant to transfer you directly to one place, demoted you, and you have nowhere to reason...... So don't talk so much nonsense, help me see this information. ”

Yan Bingyun said angrily: "How can there be any reason to drag people into your muddy waters! If you use officials to coerce me again, I will go to the dean to reason!"

Fan Xian waved his hand, looked at the rain outside the corridor, and sneered: "You just say it, in the end, I really fished you out as the main book, don't regret it." ”

Yan Bingyun swallowed back the sullen breath in the middle, pointed to the intelligence and said in a cold voice, "What do you want to know?"

"A big topic. Fan Xian stood up with a soft smile, walked in front of him, looked at his face with a silky beauty in the cold, and said word by word: "I want you to find out for me whether there is any relationship between the second prince and the Cui family." ”

There was a deep silence in the corridor.

Yan Bingyun didn't have a shocked or fearful expression on his face, pointed to the tube of paper and said, "Since you went to Beijing, I knew that you would definitely have to deal with the Cui family, and you didn't hide this from me, but ...... The second prince has never had any rumors, and he has something to do with Xinyang. He naturally knew that Fan Xian's deal with the Cui family was because of the relationship between the eldest princess. And when he checked the relationship between the Cui family and the second prince, he naturally wanted to target the eldest princess, so it was a little strange why the second prince was involved.

"Intuition. Fan Xian said calmly: "I didn't hide it from you from the beginning of the fight against Xinyang, because in this matter, you and I have a natural alliance." As for being suspicious of the second prince, it was because I found that during my half a year in Northern Qi, he seemed too quiet in Qingguo...... And I've only recently learned about it in one place. This second highness, who seems to be inconspicuous, has such a big influence in the court, and so many officials have a hot relationship with him. ”

The reason why Fan Xian thinks that the second prince is a little quiet is because from the perspective of his previous life, in the battle for imperial power, the crown prince with innate advantages, as long as he does nothing, can basically guarantee his future, and for more than a year, there is no secret influence of the eldest princess. The prince is indeed doing the same. The second prince is different, if he wants to ascend to the throne of the great treasure in the future, he must do something, the quiet dog may bite, but the quiet prince must not grab power.

Yan Bingyun glanced at him a little strangely: "It seems that the lord has decided to get involved in the struggle of the princes. ”

Fan Xian smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm just preparing. In case they will fight in the future, so that they will not even be able to live in a house. ”

Yan Bingyun was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about the impact of this matter. After all, as a courtier, no one will not care about the future direction of the government, especially young and promising ministers like Fan Xian and Yan Bingyun.

"Your Excellency...... Is it someone from the prince's side?" Yan Bingyun suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Fan Xian's eyes a little unreasonably, and asked such a question, which seemed a little stupid and too direct. Leave no room for problems.

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, but there was a slight smile on his face, and he shook his head and said, "No." ”

Yan Bingyun gradually smiled after being silent for a while: "It turns out that my lord...... It's His Majesty's people. ”

Fan Xian didn't say anything, knowing that the other party would definitely help him - Yan Bingyun had been locked up for a year, and he was already bored, and now he was still recuperating when he returned to Kyoto, and he gave him such a "fun" and "exciting" thing to do, and he was not afraid that he would not take the bait.

......

Yan Bingyun lowered his head again and looked at the case file in great detail, and shook his head: "Although the reconnaissance in Beijing is not as good as it was back then, it is still good. It's just such a big outline thing. You can't just start with the information in Kyochu. Information needs to be cross-referenced, and this information is already a finished product and is of little value. I know that Mu Tie is a person, and he has a very good way to deal with a single case. But he can't control such a big situation at all. If...... If the adults trust me, I'll take care of it. ”

Fan Xian looked at his lowered head, looked at the silver thread between the eyebrows of this young man who was only a few years older than himself, squinted, and said, "I trust you." "Trusting this thing is such a simple and purely heart-based thing.

"How long will it take?"

Yan Bingyun raised his head, his words were flat but suddenly rose with confidence: "I'll go around next month, and I'll give you news before the end of the month." ”

Fan Xian nodded: "Is there anything you need help with?"

Yan Bingyun shook his head: "If this matter gets big, I don't want to be a scapegoat." ”

"Don't worry, I like sheep the most. Fan Xian laughed, happy not only that the two seemed to have found a tacit understanding in Northern Qi and went to Beijing again, and began to plan some things at the same time, but also that he knew that if Yan Bingyun really began to investigate this matter, then in the future, Xiao Yan Gongzi could only follow Lord Xiao Fan.

The relationship between the second prince and Xinyang must be investigated, but it is more important to be able to catch Xiaoyan in his own team.

"That's right. Yan Bingyun suddenly frowned and said, "I want to ...... Ask for a soldier from an adult. ”

Fan Xian asked curiously: "You have been recuperating, are you secretly investigating something? As for asking for soldiers, there are so many elite soldiers and strong generals under Lord Yan's subordinates, do you need to ask me?"

The rain outside the porch fell more rapidly, and it cracked on the stone floor, as if it wanted to break out countless pockmarks, and the trees in the courtyard began to hang their leaves low at this time after drinking enough water, and began to fear the tyranny of the torrential rain. A trace of melancholy and worry flashed across Yan Bingyun's brows, and he said, "There is a serial murder case in the south. Across several state capitals, many people died in the thirteen yamen of the Criminal Department and the murderer was not caught, so the case was transferred to the courtyard after His Majesty's dictation. ”

Fan Xian nodded, he was a well-informed person, and he still remembered that when the two of them were in Beijing in Northern Qi, he had received a secret report from the courtyard, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

Yan Bingyun was a little puzzled and said: "This is within the authority of the four places, but I didn't expect that after the four places took over." Thirteen secret agents died in a row, but no trace of the murderer was caught, and the death was extremely miserable, according to the report, this murderer was obviously a strong martial arts practitioner, but there was no way to confirm that it was a few pins, but seeing that he could quietly kill so many investigation officials, it is estimated that it is at least above the nine pins. ”

Fan Xian also began to be interested in this matter, in today's world Chengping, as long as a martial arts practitioner has the strength of more than nine grades. No matter in which country, you can get strong official solicitation, the imperial court is doing its best to welcome it, and even the military has changed its attitude in previous years for some reasons. began to absorb this kind of master.

It's just that there are more than nine masters, and there are not many in the whole world. And Dongyi City is relying on the rich armor of the world, and there are four swords to welcome guests, so the number of masters with more than nine grades in the world is the largest.

Therefore, a master above the ninth rank can become a member of the military force to protect Qingguo like the Ye family, or he can become a supernumerary assassin of the imperial court like He Daoren of Northern Qi. Even if he loves freedom, he can go to Dongyi City if he is the worst, and occasionally help the merchant group in Dongyi City to be a strong man behind the scenes, and go to the sword house to learn skills from fellow practitioners in his spare time...... These are choices that are both rich and expensive and have the status of rivers and lakes.

Serial killing? Is it preparation for ** or robbery? A nine-grade master categorically does not need to do these things.

"Maybe he's a psychopathic killer. Fan Xian sighed, "...... Just love the thrill of killing. ”

Yan Bingyun frowned, as if he didn't expect this kind of person in the world, of course, he didn't fully understand the meaning of the pervert, and said, "The damage everywhere is too great." Therefore, it is necessary for the imperial court to send strong warriors to the south to investigate, but you also know that there are not many masters above the ninth grade. All of these people in Kyoto are above my father. Naturally, I can't open my mouth everywhere, and Your Majesty won't agree, so I'm ready to borrow troops from you, my lord. ”

Fan Xian said curiously: "There is no such master in a place...... Even if it is a guard at home, there are only two seven-rank at most, which is already a big deal. ”

Yan Bingyun curled the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "What I want to borrow is ...... And the six long knives he has under his command!"

Fan Xian looked at his conspiracy, couldn't wait to slap it over, and said coldly: "Our two brothers have the same wishes, I also want to keep Gundam by my side, and I will ask the old man for it as soon as possible, but what is the result?" He spread his hands: "Like you, it's just wishful thinking, how can the people in the palace lend it to us casually." ”

"I don't care about this. Yan Bingyun smiled and said, "If Gundam is transferred to the adult's command in the future, please borrow me for a few days." ”

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, looking at the smile that rarely appeared on his face, and sighed in his heart, knowing that the Yan family had a way in Beijing, could it be that the other party heard something? Could it be that the seven knives of Gundam really want to belong to him, when he thought of this good thing, he couldn't help but be happy, and said: "Inherit your auspicious words, if it has this day, it is good to borrow you to make it." ”

After finishing his business, Fan Xian glanced at the quiet room and began to tease him: "How are you doing with Miss Shen recently?"

As soon as Yan Bingyun mentioned this matter, he immediately turned into ice again, and said coldly: "My lord, please respect yourself." ”

"Self-respecting fart!" Fan Xian scolded: "You made an iron chain to tie her up, that would make her self-respecting, but you are just like the killer in the south mentioned in front of the head...... Perverted. ”

The rain kept falling, the atmosphere was not harmonious, under the same roof, Fan Xian proudly opened his teeth and claws, Yan Bingyun was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could guess that the word pervert was not a good word, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and slapped his chair and said bitterly: "If you hadn't left her in the mission, I would have been tossed and helpless?"

"You pretend to be a maid. It's not a long-term solution, not to mention that I don't think you need to lock her with iron chains, with you in this house, it is estimated that Miss Shen will not be willing to go anywhere else. Fan Xian continued to smile and stimulate him.

"What can the lord do?" Yan Bingyun sneered: "That princess of Northern Qi is also good, after staying in Kyoto for a few days, she was able to summon the eldest prince to come to the mansion to put pressure on me and let me treat Miss Shen well." She is Shen's daughter, a wanted criminal in Qi State, and now she can't be killed. What can I do if I can't let it go?"

There was a faint cry of resentment in the room.

Fan Xian withdrew his gaze from the door, only then did he know that the eldest prince actually knew about it, and frowned and said, "If it's really inconvenient, I'll take Miss Shen back to the house." ”

Yan Bingyun Huo Ran raised his head, Fan Xian was silent strongly, and after a long time, Yan Bingyun nodded slowly.

......

After the group left the Yan Mansion, there was already an extra carriage transferred from the Fan Mansion in the team. Fan Xian didn't take a walk in the rain anymore, Yaxing, and sat in the carriage. Looking sideways at the panicked Miss Shen, she smiled and comforted: "Miss Shen, don't worry, stay for a few days, and when things fade, I will send you back to Yanfu." ”

He investigated the matter of the second prince based on the fair and honest reason of the mortal enmity between himself and the eldest princess, and also on a vague reason that he would never declare. It's just too big. If you don't hold something in your hands, you really don't dare to trust Yan Bingyun completely, trusting this kind of thing, although it is a matter of intuition and mental judgment, but when it is not enough, it is more of an entanglement of interests - the only thing that satisfies Fan Xian is that Miss Shen is in the mansion, and I believe that Yan Bingyun will often come to the mansion to talk to him.

Yan Bingyun was deeply influenced by the atmosphere of the Supervision Yuan. Although he was a little secretly unhappy that Fan Xian picked up Miss Shen, he didn't have much resistance, after all, Miss Shen was also a time bomb for his house, although it hadn't exploded yet, and it had already disturbed his father and son to quarrel every day, and now he was taken back to the house by Fan Xian, on the one hand, the two sides reached an exchange to seek a balance of trust, and on the other hand, it was also temporarily calmed down.

Fan Xian looked at the rain street outside the window and sighed. I thought of a year ago, and I opened the box on a rainy night, and I thought of the night. Thinking of his own gloom and boredom now, he knew. I haven't had time to change the world yet, and the world has changed me very deeply.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the Dengshi, the rain gradually decreased, the number of people increased, and the speed of the carriage slowed down, and the capital seemed to be a little crowded, and it was temporarily unable to move. At this time, on the long street that could only accommodate three carriages in parallel, a carriage overtook from behind, and formed a road with the carriage of Fan's mansion, and a plump arm with goose-yellow sleeves stretched out, opened the curtain of Fan Xian's carriage, and shouted in surprise: "Master!"

Fan Xian had already paid attention, raised his hand to signal Deng Ziyue, who had already pulled out a knife next to the car, to stop, and looked over in surprise, a little surprised that the other party hadn't seen him for half a year, and he actually remembered the identity of his master.

Ye Ling'er in the carriage opened her bright eyes, looked at Fan Xian and Miss Shen in the carriage in surprise, and said, "Sure enough, she is worthy of Ling'er's master...... Which sister was deceived by you?"

Fan Xian scolded angrily: "I know that I am the master, and I don't know how to speak respectfully, I am about to be the second princess, what are you still wandering around outside on this rainy day?"

Today's Fan Xian has begun to suspect the real role played by the second prince in the murder of Niu Barriao Street, the banquet was invited by the second prince, although it was later found out that it was the news that the manager threw to the eldest princess, and the scribe who was placed in the prime minister's mansion by the eldest princess secretly plotted with the second brother Wan'er, but Fan Xian has never relaxed his vigilance against the second prince, because the coincidence with the prince after returning from the summer vacation by the lake was arranged by the second prince, a person who is used to calculating others with his heart, but he is afraid that it is impossible to be bright.

Everyone thought that the eldest princess supported the East Palace, and Fan Xian, including Fan Xian, did not jump out of this idea at the beginning. But now that I look closely, with such a perverted desire for power as the eldest princess, she supports a genuine prince...... What's the point for her?

When Fan Xian and Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, had a meal in Yishiju, they unexpectedly found that the backstage boss of Yishiju was the Cui family, and the backstage of the Cui family was Xinyang.

And if the second prince and the eldest princess are really in the same line, then Fan Xian had no choice but to say to him - sorry.

......

Although he has begun to investigate the second prince, Fan Xian does not have much resistance to the girl in front of him, the girl who will become the second princess in the spring of next year, and even the expression on his face is very well concealed. The first meeting with Ye Ling'er was not pleasant, and later she used small means to fight with the big coffin, but after marriage, she often came to the house to play with Wan'er, and after a few contacts, Fan Xian admired this beautiful little girl with eyes as clear as jade, because she had a free and easy energy that was different from the average lady.

It's just that he can't stand it, Ye Ling'er always calls him master in front of Wan'er, and then calls Wan'er's sister, and calls himself an older generation.

Ye Ling'er in the carriage said excitedly: "Master, why don't you go to play with me when you come back?"

"Master, where are you going?"

"Master......"

Fan Xian rubbed his temples, listened to the string of words, smiled wryly and sighed, "Wukong, you are naughty again." ”