Yu Sigu Sword's life and death, Shadow cares more than anyone else, because Sigu Sword died in the hands of others, even if it is God's ruthless hands. Many years ago, there was a sudden chaos in Dongyi City, and he became crazy with swords and swords, slaughtering all the elders and relatives of the family, and only ran out of the shadow who was only sixteen years old at the time, and from the age of sixteen, the shadow's life continued in the idea of revenge against his brother, and gradually sank in strong fear and anger, and became the shadow behind the two leaders of the Supervision Yuan.

The reason why Sigu Jian is called a big idiot is probably related to the fact that the methods used to slaughter his own people back then were too bloody and crazy.

It may be a long story about how the shadow escaped from Dongyi City, how he met Chen Pingping, and how he was admitted to the supervision institute by Chen Pingping.

Fan Xian didn't know this very well, and he didn't want to ask too carefully, because everyone around him had their own stories, their own secrets, such as Jing Ge, such as the Yan family, such as the shadow—but he knew the identity of the shadow hidden in the deepest depths, and knew the deep blood feud between him and Sigu Jian—just like treating everyone else around him, Fan Xian and them helped each other, supported each other, and walked in this difficult time.

Fan Xian didn't look back, and said softly: "I know you have always wanted to ask him a word, don't worry, you will definitely be able to ask." ”

After the shadow was silent for a moment, it disappeared behind Fan Xian, without letting Wang Shisanlang and Ye Ling'er in the garden notice a trace.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, then walked into the garden, and after a while, he came to the silent man and woman. Wang Shisanlang glanced up at him, slightly surprised, the Southern Qing Dynasty was fighting the deadliest battle with the grassland Hu people and the support forces of the Northern Qi on Xiliang Road at this time. For more than ten days in a row, Fan Xian was busy because of this matter, why did he have the leisure to come out to visit the garden at this time?

Ye Ling'er was bowing her head and embroidering the taut embroidery cloth frame at this time, and she had already noticed the arrival of Fan Xiandi, and immediately jumped out of the quiet, silent and calm but peaceful atmosphere before. There was a slight resentment in my heart, and the already extremely slow needle drop speed became even slower, not like embroidery, but like tickling the tight embroidery cloth with a thin needle tip.

Fan Xian stood between the two, since they didn't speak, he couldn't find any reason to speak, so he held his hands behind. Putting on a look that everything is clear to heart, looking at the lonely autumn trees outside the garden, pretending to be elegant.

Seeing him look like this, Wang Shisanlang didn't know if he had seen his thoughts that he had never declared, and his eyes were slightly confused. And Ye Ling'er glanced at him and buried her head deeply. Biting his lower lip slightly.

When the fire came, Fan Xian coughed twice and said, "Princess, although the scenery of Qingzhou is good. But every day in the garden bamboo flowers, there is a courtyard wall blocking the view, how can you not see clearly, right?"

Listening to the word princess, Ye Ling'er thought that Fan Xian, the thief, was reminding him of something, and his face suddenly turned pale. There was no response.

Wang Shisanlang was silent, and like Ye Ling'er, he misunderstood what Fan Xian meant. I just thought about it, although I didn't talk much to this Miss Ye family, I also knew that the other party was a woman with a refreshing temperament, and there was indeed a string in my heart that was plucked by the wind of Qingzhou, but it was just ...... After all, the other party is Princess Nanqing, and this identity is really too far away.

Fan Xian sighed, turned his head to Wang Shisanlang and said: "Thirteen, although you are seriously injured and need someone to take care of you, after all, men and women have to be cautious, especially Miss Ye is my Qing princess, and there is no one else in this garden, you two sit opposite each other like this, you must always think about how I will explain to the palace after I return to Beijing." ”

This is clear, Wang Shisanlang was sighing a little before, but his temperament was under gentleness, but he was extremely persistent, raised his eyebrows, looked at Fan Xian and said, "I'll leave the house immediately." ”

Ye Ling'er raised her head in amazement and glared at Fan Xian fiercely.

Fan Xian's heart was slightly stunned, and then he smiled gently, secretly thinking that this was a Wang Shisanlang worthy of his trust, and ignored Ye Ling'er's angry gaze beside him, turned his palm, drew three circles in the air, and grabbed the embroidery cloth in front of Ye Ling'er, soft and windless, but extremely fast, which was the small means that he relied on to become famous.

Ye Ling'er subconsciously grabbed her fingertips, and the embroidery needle pierced Fan Xian's wrist with the sound of breaking the air, and the angle was extremely tricky.

This is also a small means, but these methods were originally taught to her by Fan Xian, how can she stop Fan Xian from taking the cloth.

Seeing a flash, Fan Xian had already snatched the embroidered cloth from her hand, floated to Wang Shisanlang's side, and said with a smile: "Thirteen, I'm just afraid that you will be fooled, our princess is not a young lady who knows how to spend bamboo flowers." ”

Wang Shisanlang was slightly stunned, puzzled why Lord Tisi suddenly said this, and then saw Fan Xian put the embroidered cloth in front of his eyes, only to see that the embroidered cloth was embroidered on it...... Half...... Water ducks?

Ye Ling'er embroidered for seven days in the garden, as far as Wang Shisanlang's eyes could see, and the result was ...... Just embroidered half a water duck?

Wang Shisanlang suddenly understood what the misunderstanding Fan Xian was talking about, and couldn't help but smile slightly. Fan Xian laughed out loud and said, "The joy of men and women is a matter of course, no one can stop you, but you have to think about it carefully." ”

Ye Ling'er Huo Ran got up, trembling with anger, looking at Fan Xian angrily, but she was embarrassed and couldn't say a word, the mist in her eyes gradually rose, and she looked pitiful.

Wang Shisanlang looked at this woman's appearance, no

With a sorrow in his heart, he naturally smiled, his face full of concern.

Fan Xian slowly stopped laughing, and suddenly lowered his voice and said in Wang Shisanlang's ear: "When you fall in love, you always have to talk about the ground, so if two stupid geese are together, even if they sit for a lifetime, what's the use?"

At this time, it was finally pointed out that Wang Shisanlang knew that this person had come to uncover the layer of paper on the window for him, and he couldn't help but be a little grateful, but he couldn't speak as cheekily as Fan Xian. But Ye Ling'er didn't know what Fan Xian said, looking at the whispering two, she felt uneasy in her heart.

Fan Xian finished the things he should do, and walked leisurely towards the front court of the military office, his posture was very leisurely, as if he had done a great good deed, and he was very proud.

Ye Ling'er looked at his back, for some reason. In the bottom of my heart, I was so unwilling, I snorted lightly, and said mockingly: "Master, I don't know how to embroider, but this water duck." 'M afraid...... It's better than the one in your house who still embroiders. ”

When Fan Xian heard this, he immediately thought of Wan'er's finger stitch marks and the picture of the water duck, her body was cold, her face was embarrassed, where could she still respond, and she quickly fled.

Looking at this scene, Ye Ling'er chuckled. The laughter echoed in the autumn garden of Qingzhou like a silver bell, but the person next to her did not laugh, just looked at her quietly and appreciatively.

It's boring to laugh alone, Ye Ling'er is slightly embarrassed to suppress her laughter, in the past ten days that Wang Shisanlang has been recuperating from her injuries, she has really restrained her free and arrogant nature. looked extraordinarily peaceful, but she didn't expect that Fan Xian would be ruined in the end, she didn't know if this scene would make him feel too bitter in the eyes of that man. Countless thoughts flashed through his heart, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated.

Wang Shisanlang's mood was actually a little nervous, but he hid it very well on his face, looked at Ye Ling'er and said: "In Xia Wang Xi, he used to use the name Tiexiang. It is the thirteen apprentices of the Sword House in Dongyi City, thanks to the princess's care these days, and I am grateful. ”

Ye Ling'er never thought that the other party would suddenly speak. And he would say it so seriously, his heart was slightly confused, he calmed down, returned a salute, and said indifferently: "Lord Wang is polite." ”

Calling each other by official position is much easier and more natural in Ye Ling'er's opinion, but she just doesn't understand why the other party wants to thank each other so seriously at this time, after getting along for more than ten days, and only saying a dozen words together.

Is he really going to leave the house, or is it actually just a dream? Ye Ling'er sighed faintly in her heart. If it were an ordinary woman, she might choose to leave at this time because of this hint in her heart, but Ye Ling'er is Ye Ling'er after all, she can't embroider, she can only dance knives and guns, although she is a widow, she is still like when she was a teenager, and the wild girl is full of energy......

She stared at Wang Shisanlang's eyes tightly and said: "If you have something to say, just say it, where is the use of reporting to your family, watching you act, you are also a straightforward person, Mo Xuefan is so wordy and hypocritical." ”

Wang Shisanlang was slightly stunned, and after a while, he said seriously: "Lord Xiao Fan said...... Everything is talked about. ”

Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, understood some meanings, and suddenly felt a gust of autumn wind blowing, and when it blew on her cheeks, she didn't have the slightest intention of killing, just that gentleness.

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Wang Shisanlang and Ye Ling'er's affairs, not as Fan Xian imagined, after his own picking, they met with golden wind and jade dew, but there were countless victories in the world, as soon as the dry wood and fire met, it was as uncontrollable as the flooding of the Yellow River, but to his surprise, this pair of young men and women were still so polite to each other, sitting across the stone path, only occasionally saying a few more words.

It's also wonderful to say, Wang Shisanlang and Ye Ling'er's temperament are first-class people in the world, especially Ye Ling'er grew up on the edge of the grassland since she was a child, and she is much more cheerful than the ladies in Kyoto, but once it comes to love, and because of the tragedy in Kyoto the year before last and the identity of Shisanlang, both of them are a little silent.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Fan Xian was not in a hurry, anyway, things in the world are always different, and it is impossible to ask all sentient men and women to be as impatient as they are to climb the wall and climb the window to sleep like themselves.

And he doesn't have time to pay attention to these beautiful things, because those unbeautiful things on Xiliang Road still need him to take the lead.

Time quickly entered the end of late autumn, at the beginning of the cold winter, the eight major places of the Supervision Yuan gathered in Dingzhou City, and the eight tribes on the grassland gathered in the royal court to discuss matters, Qingguo was extremely ruthless to cut off the hand stretched out from the grassland, and the hand stretched out by the Northern Qi to the grassland, and coldly watched the situation on the grassland becoming more and more unbearable.

The hand that Master Kuhe laid on the grassland before his death, and the little emperor of Northern Qi crossed the Beihai, crossed the desert, touched the hand of the Nanqing border in more than a year, and gently shook it at the border between Xiliang Road and the grassland.

It's just that after holding it for nearly a year, the Nanqing Imperial Court was put to the test, the border was extremely tight, and the treasury, military strength, and spirit were forced to stay in the west, and the oppression of the real enemy Northern Qi was eased.

Under the auspices of the emperor, the Supervision Yuan spent four months to prepare, Fan Xian personally led the team, and finally cut off these two hands held together in the late autumn and cold winter of the ninth year of Qingli. Moreover, Fan Xian has also laid his own forces on the grassland, and when the flowers bloom in spring next year, he will start to harvest the fruits.

Finally, the implementation of various arrangements was confirmed, and the effectiveness of the operation was verified

, Fan Xian finally got rid of the extremely busy hospital affairs. At first, Quasi-Thirteen Lang would not return to Beijing with him, firstly, the injury was not yet good, secondly, Fan Xian did not want him to have more contact with the shadow along the way, and thirdly, Ye Ling'er returned to Beijing for the New Year, and it would be more than half a month late, so it was always good to let these two people stay together for a while.

What Fan Xian decided, he rarely changed, since he decided to help Ye Ling'er and Wang Shisanlang together. Naturally, he has his own grasp, and after returning to Beijing, in addition to solving the family affairs of the eldest prince, I am afraid that I will also go to the Privy Council to propose to the general Ye, of course, this matter must first be nodded by His Majesty the Emperor.

On the fifteenth day of the winter month of the ninth year of Qingli, the Supervision Yuan ended its operation on Xiliang Road. Lord Tisi Fan Xian passed through Dingzhou and embarked on the road back to Beijing. Outside the Xiongcheng City of Dingzhou, there were countless officials and generals who came to see each other off, and they were densely lined up in two columns.

The governor of Xiliang Road and the general Li Hongcheng and Fan Xian stood side by side. After a few words on the official face, he ended the conversation, and at the end, Li Hongcheng glanced at Fan Xian deeply, and Fan Xian knew what he meant. didn't answer, just whispered, "I'll wait for you in Kyoto." ”

The convoy set off and drove onto the official road in front of Dingzhou City. Fan Xian subconsciously looked back, and did not stop at the officials of the military and political sides of Dingzhou City, but raised his head and looked at the row of wooden shelves on the gate of Dingzhou City.

A whole row of wooden shelves were nailed above the city gate of Dingzhou City, and a corpse was hung on each vertical frame, and in this operation, a total of more than 40 spies were executed, and these spies were still unable to live after death, and were hung high above the city gate, let the autumn wind blow, and the autumn sun was exposed.

Some of the first hanging corpses were almost rotten, and even the evil birds in the fields did not want to peck at them anymore, revealing the faintly visible white bones below, and the clothes on the corpses were even more tattered, with black blood stains on the ground after the torture.

A long row of corpses swayed slowly in the wind on the city gate, revealing a terrifying and bloody smell, welcoming everyone who came from the Central Plains, warning everyone in the world with this terrible scene.

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Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and pulled his head back from the window. Hanging corpses has its own effect in psychological warfare, at least the spies sent by the little emperor of Northern Qi in the future will at least have some innate fear. It's just that the Central Plains battle, because of the balance of morality, benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, there are very few cases of killing prisoners, and as for the practice of humiliating corpses, I have never seen it.

But Dingzhou City is not the Central Plains, here is the key place of the war between the Central Plains and Xihu, the two sides have fought for thousands of years, and more cruel things have been done.

Fan Xian didn't have any sympathy for those spies, because what he saw along the way from Dingzhou to Qingzhou had already made him understand that once the war started, especially the hatred between ethnic groups, it was impossible to solve the problem of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

As for the hatred between the grassland and the Central Plains, my generation does not have the ability to resolve it peacefully, so leave it to the wiser juniors.

Fan Xian began to close his eyes and recuperate, secretly thinking to himself, he cut off the hand held by the Northern Qi and the grassland, at least he was heavily slashed, but he was afraid that he also cut a miserable wound between himself and the begonia, I don't know if this wound may heal in the future, I don't know what the begonia will do on the grassland, this grassland, this majestic city, that border pass, will I come again in this life?

Thinking like this, Qin Cha's car had already arrived at the nearest post station outside Dingzhou City, which was the location of Fan Xian's peeping at the Spring Palace that day.

Entering the post station, Fan Xian laughed with the familiar post man, but this post man who was finally released from prison dared to answer loudly and honestly went to boil water.

Fan Xian looked at Deng Ziyue beside him and said, "Ziyue, I want you to stay up on Xiliang Road for two years." ”

There are important personnel from the eight major departments of the Supervision Yuan to supervise the war in Dingzhou, and Deng Ziyue was summoned back from Northern Qi by Fan Xian, and now that Fan Xian is gone, all the affairs of Xiliang Road are handed over to Deng Ziyue. The officials sent the Qin on a mission out of the city and returned, but the officials of the Supervision Yuan sent it all the way to the post station.

Deng Ziyue nodded and said, "Listen to the arrangement of the adults." ”

Fan Xian thought for a while, explained a few words to him, and then looked at the newspaper from Kyoto, and after a while, his eyes narrowed slightly. Deng Ziyue, as the second person in charge of the Qi Nian group, has served Xiao Fan for a long time, and when he saw him squinting his eyes, he knew that some trouble was happening, and asked softly.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "The hospital newspaper mentioned it, and the Di newspaper finally confirmed that the commander of the forbidden army in the palace has been replaced. ”

Deng Ziyue was shocked, secretly thinking that His Royal Highness had always presided over the forbidden army safely, how could he suddenly change people?

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