Chapter 13: Visiting Friends in the Rain (1)

Wan'er gasped, and found that this was indeed the case, and listened to Fan Xian continue to smile and say: "Therefore, His Majesty can endure for a while, can endure a hundred officials, and can't bear his own son, if His Majesty doesn't want to do it all the time, but as long as he starts to think about the first question, he will be uncontrollable and suspect a lot of things, so it has become a natural thing to rectify the fraud case in the department." ”

Lin Wan'er leaned her head in his arms and said softly: "Actually, these things are easy to say, if I want to think about it, I can figure it out, why can't they understand it?"

"It's not that I don't understand, it's just that the prince himself has begun to feel insecure. Fan Xian thought of the reward given by the emperor to the three adult princes at the beginning of the year, and there was a deep meaning in it, even Fan Xian couldn't understand it, thinking that both the prince and the eldest prince were a little frightened, so this time on the field, they would stretch out their hands so long.

Lin Wan'er sighed and said: "I don't want the prince to be the king and tear the soil, I just want to be a free marquis, these things are always very troublesome." ”

"Rich idlers, I do what I want. Fan Xian replied with a smile, thinking of Jia Baoyu's nickname, and then said: "It's just that some things are not used to, and there will always be suspicions, and whoever calls me and my father by name is not very good." ”

Seeing him making fun of the family, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but burst out laughing, paused and asked, "There shouldn't be any problem on my father's side." ”

"Don't worry, my father went to the Prime Minister's Mansion that night. Fan Xian said back to the first few words, shook his head and exclaimed: "That's why I said earlier that the Supervision Yuan is doing this beautifully, you look at these officials who have been arrested recently, in addition to Guo Shangshu, including the East Palace, there are people in the Privy Council, although the father-in-law also lost a right attendant, but after all, it did not hurt the muscles and bones, this sense of proportion If it were not done by a veteran who has been immersed in the officialdom for decades, he would definitely not be able to master it so perfectly." ”

"Is this difficult?" asked Lin Wan'er with a smile.

Fan Xian's fingers gently combed between his wife's black hair, and replied softly: "It's very difficult, you have to let those forces suffer, but you can't let them die of pain, lest Your Majesty be difficult to deal with." ”

After saying this, a faint worry welled up between his eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Wan'er, who was as careful as a hair, hugged Xianggong's arm tightly and asked with concern.

Fan Xian shook his head, wanting to wave away the hidden worry in his heart: "I originally thought that this time the fraud case would not be able to hide from the people of the world, so I was ready to fight a tough battle, but I didn't expect the Supervision Yuan to cover me very well, but you are right, there is no cement wall in this world, and I will always be known by the East Palace about my relationship with the Supervision Yuan." And...... There are too many crazy people in Qingguo, and I'm worried about that lame crazy person at this time. ”

"Chen Pingping?" Lin Wan'er immediately knew who he was talking about, but she didn't know what connection Xiang Gong had with the terrifying spy agency of the Supervision Yuan in addition to reporting the fraud case, so she had some doubts, which were too strong, and even covered up the three unknown words of the cement wall.

Fan Xian smiled, and didn't fully explain this matter, but said softly: "I'm worried that Chen Pingping didn't want to hide this matter from the beginning. ”

"He dares!"

Every girl likes that her husband is a hero with a sense of justice, so Fan Xian secretly reported the fraud this time, although Lin Wan'er was a little worried, but her heart was full of satisfaction and pride, at this time, listening to Chen Pingping to push her husband in front of the world, when she thought of that kind of danger, her delicate body was shocked, and the county lord was angry, and hummed: "I will enter the palace tomorrow to find the queen mother!"

Fan Xian laughed and comforted: "Even if Chen Pingping lifts me out, I'm afraid that what I have is not a bad idea." ”

Lin Wan'er didn't understand, but Fan Xian knew that this was a good opportunity, after the night banquet and poetry meeting, if you want to firmly establish your status and reputation among the people of Qingguo, this revelation of the fraud case is undoubtedly the best opportunity. According to what Teacher Fei Jie once said, since Comrade Chen Pingping, a close comrade-in-arms of his mother, has always been unwilling to be a rich man in the inner treasury and has to let himself be in charge of the Supervision Yuan, then according to the legendary Chen Pingping's xìng grid, it is not impossible to make himself suddenly jump out of the sentient beings by taking advantage of the chūn fraud case.

-- The question is that Fan Xian is still a little uncertain about what the ratio of gain and loss is.

He got up from the bed, looked at the drizzle outside the window, and realized that it was almost noon, and he was actually lingering on the bed with his wife for most of the time, and couldn't help but smile sweetly, but there was some fatigue in his smile. This time, the fraud case was exposed, firstly, because he really pitied those really talented scholars, and secondly, he was not angry that those princes were pulling out like a rope, but the most important reason was because he wanted to try Chen Pingping one last time.

Fan Xian was going to Northern Qi, so he had to know what the attitude of the terrifying old man of the Supervision Institute was towards him, and at the same time, he wanted to see clearly what the attitude of the Ninety-Five Supreme who was hidden behind the old man was towards him.

Attitude determines a qiΔ“, attitude determines relationship, attitude can reveal history, can reveal ...... Life. Fan Xian squinted slightly, looking at the dark clouds in the sky through the glass window imprinted with his mother's breath, and felt that Qingguo's qiΔ“ was like an interesting brain teaser, and he seemed to have been walking on the road infinitely close to the truth.

Perhaps, the goal is already close.

On the long and damp street outside the ―――――――――――――――――――――――― Fan Mansion, an unmarked carriage was quietly parked there, and suddenly, a figure floated out of it like a fallen leaf, and when it was about to land on the ground, his right palm was on the edge of the carriage, and the whole person had already gotten into the carriage.

"Let's go. As soon as Fan Xian's ass sat on the chair, he spoke.

Fuji Zijing glanced back at the young master from the position of the emperor, and said with a wry smile: "Young master, if the master knows that you are still going out at this time, he will teach the little one a lesson." ”

Fan Xian smiled even more bitterly: "If you don't hurry up, not only will the master beat me with a stick, but even your gentle young nǎinǎi will use a rope to tie me." ”

At this time, when the people of Kyoto were really panicking, the news of the arrest and imprisonment of the Ministry of Rites Guo Yuzhi spread throughout Kyoto in just one hour, but all the officials related to ChΕ«n remained restless at home, fearing that after a while, the secret agents of the Supervision Yuan would come knock on the door and politely invite themselves to tea.

And Fan Xian was the key person in the fraud case, and Lord Fan Jian, who knew the inside story, and Lord Chen, who knew the inside story, didn't dare to let him go, so he had to sneak out, sighed and said: "Tengda, fortunately, young master, I still have you as a henchman in Beijing, otherwise it would not be easy to even go out." ”

Wang Qinian, who had been sitting quietly beside him, obviously changed his smile to the most bitter one, and said with a sad face: "My lord, Xia Guan has always wanted to work hard to be your confidant. ”

Fan Xian laughed and teased: "Wang Qinian, you should go and talk about cross talk." ”

As soon as the horsewhip sounded, the black carriage slowly moved forward, the wheels ran over the puddles on the street, and the green trees around were washed by the rain, making them even more youthful, and at the back of the carriage, there were several agents of the Supervision Institute wearing various rain gear, following the carriage from a distance, they were all members of the Qinian team, and they were specifically responsible for the safety of Vantis.

"What if officials in the DPRK retaliate? Wang Qinian knew what Fan Tisi and the hospital had done, and he was a little worried.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, and a chill appeared in his eyes: "Now is not the beginning, and the place we are going to is not Niulan Street, the official wants to see, except for that crazy woman, who else dares to assassinate me in Kyoto, under the nose of the saint." ”

"Where are you going?" Fujiko asked in a low voice without looking back.

Fan Xian glanced at Wang Qinian, Wang Qinian said the name of the place in a young voice, and then explained: "Coincidentally, the students that adults have taken a fancy to all live in an inn. ”

―――――――――――――――――――――――――― carriage stopped outside Stacking Alley, and a light rain was still falling in the air, Fan Xian got out of the car and walked in with Fuji Zijing holding paper umbrellas, Wang Qinian had already disappeared into the crowd.

This Stacked Clothes Lane is a place where people from other counties come to Beijing to live, and today there is a fraud case in Beijing, so at this time it is still full of people and crowded. Fan Xian held the umbrella and walked cautiously from the curb inside, the umbrella surface tilted slightly outward, so that the rain from the umbrella would not fall into the hawker's pot under the eaves of the street to avoid the rain.

"Borrow light, borrow light. A thin scholar shouted eagerly, holding two jugs of wine in his hand, brushed Fan Xian's side, and rushed forward, but he was not afraid of the rain falling from the sky, but when this person passed by, he glanced back at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian held an umbrella, looked at the person who disappeared into the rain, shook his head and smiled: "How similar is this to the group of crazy people when I graduated? As long as the exam is over, you have to get drunk." He smacked his lips, regretting that he couldn't attend the school's graduation party due to physical reasons.

Fujizijing didn't understand very well, but he still explained respectfully: "It is estimated that it is the fall of Guo Youzhi that makes these students so excited. ”

"Is Guo Shangshu's reputation very bad?" Fan Xian walked forward casually, looking like a boy who likes to walk in the rain.

Fujiko Jing said with a smile: "There are few Beijing officials who have a good reputation, and there is a saying in the village, if the officials of the six departments line up and cut off their heads, it is estimated that one of them will be wronged." ”

Fan Xian laughed, thinking that he had this kind of joke in his previous life, and quipped: "Then you say that my father is the one who was wronged?"

As everyone knows, Sinan Bo Fan Jian was first a household servant, and then a scholar, I don't know how much silver he got from the treasury, if he is a big corrupt official, Fan Xian's father and father-in-law, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape from the top three. But where did Fuji Zijing dare to say this, listening to the young master's question, cold sweat began to drill into his back, and said with a wry smile: "Young master, small gaffes, don't mind." ”

"What are corrupt officials afraid of? People in the world do not suffer from official corruption, but they suffer from official corruption and are incompetent. ”

"Childe's words are inappropriate. ”

Suddenly, a person unceremoniously got into Fan Xian's umbrella to shelter from the rain, holding a paper-wrapped roast chicken in his hand, and the slightly burnt aroma of the roast chicken couldn't even hide the rain.