"Why should I make a move?" Wuzhu rarely uses this kind of rhetorical question, and since Fan Xian left Lanzhou and came to Kyoto, he seems to have become more mysterious than when he was in Shanzhou, and he has never met Fan Xian once.

Fan Xian's heart darkened, and he secretly thought that he was right, even if the other party was a person who watched him grow up, he had no reason to ask him for anything, in this world, only he owed Uncle Wuzhu the truth.

Wuzhu heard that he didn't speak, leaned slightly and said lightly: "I said it once before, I have taught you for many years, and Fei Jie has also taught you, if you can't deal with these small things, it's your own problem, not ours." ”

"Only afterwards did I know that the big man turned out to be an eight-rank master, uncle, you said before, my real seven-grade, the potential is in the third grade, how should I not be the opponent of that big man. Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "You said that this is my own problem, don't you care that I am killed by others?"

"Are you dead?" Wuzhu asked a question with an obvious answer, a rare second rhetorical question.

Fan Xian stared at the black cloth on his face and gasped: "You were always by my side at that time?"

"Yes. ”

"Then why don't you make a move?" Fan Xian lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "Those three guards are dead!

"I never cared about the life or death of anyone but you. Wuzhu's words were very indifferent and ruthless, "The people around you are all gathered because of yourself, if you want to control their lives, you must protect their lives, so the life and death of these guards is your responsibility, not mine." ”

Fan Xian fell silent again, knowing that what Uncle Wuzhu said was actually right.

"I can't help you much. Wuzhu said coldly: "On the cliff of Shanzhou, I once said that in Kyoto, if I am by your side, it will bring you trouble, and it is some trouble that you absolutely do not want to face." ”

Fan Xian smiled wryly and recalled a conversation when he was twelve years old, when he said with a hippie smile: "I will protect you." "But it could just be a joke after all.

"So you remember, in Kyoto, I will never stand by your side in the sun, unless you are going to die, or ...... You're dead. Wuzhu continued to say expressionlessly.

Fan Xian didn't understand what a peerless powerhouse like Uncle Wuzhu was still afraid of, but he heard that this sentence was categorical and non-negotiable, so he nodded a little gloomily.

"Someone is coming. Wuzhu said these four words quickly, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

The visitor was a guest, but it was a guest that Fan Xian didn't want to see at this time. Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, walked in with a heavy face, sat on the edge of the bed without seeing anything, lowered his voice and shouted: "I know the news today, right? The envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty actually refused to admit their debts, and those excited students almost smashed the Honglu Temple." ”

Honglu Temple is the diplomatic institution of Qingguo, which is responsible for the exchange of documents and money with the Northern Qi Dynasty, the small states of the Candidate Countries, and Dongyi, as well as related matters. As soon as he heard that Honglu Temple was almost smashed, Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "These young people are really hot-blooded, but ...... The Northern Qi naturally would not admit it, otherwise if the people of Qingguo were to confirm that the enemy country could send killers to assassinate in Kyoto at will, I was afraid that there would be a lot of trouble between the two countries. ”

Li Hongcheng smiled bitterly: "It's already started to make trouble, Your Majesty has already issued a clear decree, and the envoys of Northern Qi who stayed in Yanjing have been driven out of the city, and even their luggage has been thrown out." ”

Fan Xian sneered: "It's quite fast to deal with people outside. ”

Hearing the other meaning in his words, Li Hongcheng frowned and said, "I've been coming to see you for the past few days, and your injuries are not healing, so it's inconvenient to say some things." ”

Fan Xian sighed and said: "I don't know which life owes you, please eat a meal, and you will be assassinated." After I entered Beijing, I also got acquainted with you, an acquaintance, you are a dignified man, but you have always spoken straightforwardly, how can you vomit now. ”

Li Hongcheng said with some self-reproach: "I am really to blame for this, no one thought that Drunken Immortal Ju would be an agent of Northern Qi." He pondered for a moment and said: "First of all, I apologize on behalf of the second prince, he was originally going to come to visit the mansion in person, but you also know that the water in Beijing has been a little muddy recently because of your assassination, so it is not convenient for him to come rashly." He smiled bitterly and said: "You must know that many people are still speculating that me and the second prince are the masterminds behind the killing of you, just to frame His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." ”

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile.

Li Hongcheng smiled and said, "Looking at me so incomprehensibly, do I have to admit that I did this?"

Fan Xian also laughed, he believed that this matter was not done by the other party, because losing the support of the Fan Mansion was a loss that he could not afford for the second prince who was originally helpless in the court. At least it is more beneficial than framing the crown prince...... Too much bigger, too much.

―――――――――――――――――――――――― Fan Xian finally sat up from the bed, Yahuan helped him pour a bowl of water to drink, and when he saw the figure at the door, he couldn't help cursing in his heart, he was obviously injured so badly, but he was constantly visiting, where is this recuperation, it is clearly suffering. The person who came this time was a stranger, and the person who came reported his identity, and it turned out to be an official of the first department of the Supervision Yuan, who was ordered to handle the affairs of the court, and was investigating the assassination case on Niulan Street.

"What do you call it?" someone had already poured a bowl of tea for the official of the Supervision Yuan, Fan Xian squinted at the other party, this was the first time he saw the officials of the Supervision Yuan in other places except for the last time he "braved" the Supervision Yuan, and the officials of the Supervision Yuan seemed to have a dead and rotten atmosphere, this feeling reminded Fan Xian of the Teacher Fei Jie again.

"Xiaguan Mu Tie. The official's lips were like thin iron, his face was dark, and he replied expressionlessly: "Some time ago, Gongzi was seriously injured, so some questions were not asked clearly, and today Rì was ordered to come to ask, please cooperate with Gongzi." ”

Fan Xian frowned, thinking that this official didn't seem to know the secret relationship between the Fan Mansion and the Supervision Yuan, so he spoke like this, and said lightly: "I'm tired, let's change it." ”

Mu Tie seemed a little surprised that the other party refused to answer the question, and his face was a little ugly.

Fan Xian waved his hand and asked curiously: "The joint fold between the hospital and the criminal department has already been handed over, what else do you want to ask?"

"There are some things that haven't been figured out yet. The official named Mu Tie stared at Fan Xian's eyes tightly. Fan Xian's heart moved, knowing that the Supervision Yuan was also suspicious of those archers, but what was the use of asking himself? The only person he offended in Kyoto was Guo Baokun, the son of a mere Wenchen, and he definitely didn't dare to collude with Northern Qi, as for the prince's side...... That's something I can't even say.

Fan Xian took out the waist card left by Fei Jie from under the pillow and threw it over: "It's all your own people, just say what you want." ”

Mu Tie's tea didn't move, he took the sign and looked at it twice, his face changed drastically, he actually got up from his seat, walked to Fan Xian and knelt down on one knee, hugged his fists and saluted: "I've seen adults." ”

Looking at Lord Mu who was honestly kneeling in front of him, Fan Xian was shocked, he didn't expect this brand to have such a big effect, how did he know that the brand left by Fei Jie was a Tisi card, which was a transcendent existence of the Supervision Yuan outside the Eight Divisions, except for the direct order of the Dean Chen, and the Eight Divisions were on the same level, so after this Mu Tie saw it, he was inevitably shocked in his heart, and naturally knelt down to say goodbye.

Motioning for him to stand up, Fan Xian frowned and asked, "When will Master Fei return to Beijing?" This is the question he is most concerned about now, first, although Wan'er's body is getting better, the root of the disease cannot be removed, and I don't know how long it will take. Second, the current situation in Beijing is complicated, Uncle Wuzhu is still a ghost, his father is still polite and has a cover-up, and Fei Jie, who has no reason to trust him in his heart, is not in Beijing.

Hearing this beautiful boy open his mouth and ask Lord Fei, Mu Tie confirmed that the other party must be a very hidden adult in the courtyard, a spy agency like the Supervision Yuan, always likes to develop some nail-like characters in various prefectures and ministries in Kyoto, it is obvious that the young master of the Fan Mansion in front of him is one of them, and it is also a particularly high-ranking kind. Mu Tie replied respectfully: "There should still be some rìzi." ”

"Did you find anything?" Fan Xian stared into his eyes.

Mu Tie replied in a deep voice: "The courtyard knew the news too late, so the body of the archer has been all incinerated, and finally traced down to the City Patrol Division, and the clue was broken." ”

"Patrol Division, who's in charge of this?"

"Jiao Ziheng. ”

"Huh?"

Mu Tie raised his head and glanced at Fan Xian, a little curious that the other party didn't know Jiao Ziheng's identity, and replied, "It shouldn't be the prince's person." As soon as he saw the waist card that could not be imitated, he determined the identity of the other party, so he spoke without scruples, this is the style of the Supervision Yuan, a qiē rank is strict, and it only works internally.

"Are you in charge of this case?" Fan Xian looked at him curiously, "How many officials?"

"The lower officials are seven products. Mu Tie replied with a smile: "It's just an errand runner." ”

"When will the manager be able to enter Beijing?" Fan Xian suddenly thought of the only human witness and frowned.

"That group of people ran fast, and even if they were intercepted now, it would take some rì to go back to Kyoto. ”

Mu Tie looked at him, thinking that he had guessed why someone would collude with Northern Qi to assassinate this beautiful boy in front of him, it seems that this boy brother is a key candidate for training in the courtyard. As soon as he thought of this, his heart was hot, and he seemed to have found an opportunity to soar, and asked boldly: "My lord, although I don't know what specific affairs you are doing in Beijing, but after all, you have just entered Kyoto, if there is any place that requires subordinates to serve, please do not hesitate to command." ”

Fan Xian asked curiously, "Then what should you do with your current affairs?"

Mu Tie smiled and said, "You can hand it over immediately." The affairs of the hospital have always been divided into hierarchies, and as an adult, it is very simple to transfer me to help. ”

Fan Xian immediately guessed what the other party thought, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to be free, I don't know what to do myself, what good is it for you to follow me and lose your life for no reason?"

He suddenly felt a gloom in his heart, thinking of the three guards who died in Niulan Street a few days ago, these guards have been following him since he entered Beijing, but he has not even remembered their names clearly, but they are already dead.

Let Yahuan open the window, and the light and breeze outside suddenly poured into the room that had been depressed for a long time, Fan Xian took a deep breath, and decided to do something, and asked the enthusiastic Supervision Yuan official, "There is a person named Wang Qinian in the courtyard, right?"