The nights in Kyoto are always dark, especially in such a cold winter season, and there are not many pedestrians in the streets after dark, no, it should be said that there are no pedestrians at all.

There are no pedestrians, only night walkers.

I don't know how many night walkers took advantage of the cover of night to appear under the eaves of the streets and alleys of Kyoto, and used the noose, sharp blade, and the powder in the arms of the chain on the iron chisel door to put a slap around someone's neck, cut someone's throat, tear someone's body, and charm someone's eyes.

Blood blinded everyone's eyes.

Zizhuyuan, a black sling hung down from the gate, and a person on the rope was dying, his feet kicking helplessly in the cold wind.

The lantern was dim, swaying slowly in the cold wind like the legs, casting shadows and shimmers of light onto the ground at random. Deng Ziyue's pale face on the corner of the street was bright and dark, looking like a devil in the night, and he stared at the person and confirmed the other party's death before turning to leave.

Gui Lifang, in a green building, was turned red, the muscular master on the bed suddenly stared, the white eyeballs oozed bloodshots, the prostitute on his body looked indifferently, his legs were extremely open, but tightly choked his waist, the posture was obscene and deadly.

I don't know how long it took, but the prostitute's delicate white hands slowly left the man's ears, and pulled out two very thin iron chisels, which glowed with a faint blue light and pitch-black blood.

In the high mountain tower, a noisy chase sounded, and a person ran down the tower in a panic and panic, his face was full of horror, and his clothes had been cut into countless strips of cloth, and blood was dripping.

A moment later. He was blocked under the tower by his pursuers, and the man in black who was chasing him spat on bloody spit and waved his hand. The man in black rushed forward and surrounded the man in the middle. Although this person is strong in martial arts and tries his best to resist, he is still like a whale besieged by a group of sharks, and he is gradually losing his strength.

In the dark night, only the muffled sound of metal inserting into the flesh was heard, the sound of the cold wind howling, and the men in black stabbed and swung silently until the person in the middle did not react at all, not even a trace of nervous reaction. It just crawled on the ground like a piece of rotten meat.

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Yan Bingyun sent the information in hand to the candle flame and burned it, his hands did not tremble at all, and his brows no longer continued to wrinkle. Now that it has happened, there can be no more doubts, just as after the crossbow machine is moved, no one can make the crossbow arrow that can kill people disappear in the blue sky.

A total of six of the eight generals led by the second prince have all died under the sniping of the Supervision Yuan. In different ways, in different places, disappear into the night of Kyoto.

From today. The name of the Eight Families will become a cliché word in history, and perhaps, it is not qualified to leave a mark in history.

Yan Bingyun looked down at the piece of paper on the table, subconsciously pinched the bridge of his nose, and cleared his mind for himself, according to the plan, it was time to take the next step immediately, as for the remaining five people to be killed, there were already special people to be responsible.

Plan one ring after another. Although it is the Supervisory Yuan's crazy revenge for the sniping in the valley, Yan Bingyun still has to find a way to control the situation to a certain extent, the eight generals of the second prince are not officials, but just the private generals of the royal palace, like this kind of person, as long as the Supervision Yuan kills cleanly, there is no handle left, and the imperial court has no way to take Fan Xian.

And those five people are different.

The officials to be arrested next are also different, although those officials are just inconspicuous figures in the subordinates, but after all, they are taking advantage of the imperial court, and arresting so many people overnight will cause what kind of chaos will it cause?

Yan Bingyun sighed, notified the subordinates outside to come in through the secret agency, and issued a second order. After giving the order, he habitually walked to the window to look at the corner of the palace wall not far away, thinking that what the dean said was very right, Fan Xian's gentle cover on the surface did hide a very crazy factor.

Now that only a dozen cronies have died in the valley, Fan Xian is already crazy, if it is really as the dean said, one day the dean will go...... What kind of terrible person will Fan Xian become?

In the Baoyue Building, Fan Xian's expression was very gentle and calm, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he couldn't say what was going on, as if he didn't know what was going on in the Kyoto night outside the building.

He had finished talking about the sniping in the valley, and all the ministers at the table expressed their condolences to him, whether they were apprehensive or regretful. Immediately afterwards, he briefly talked about Jiangnan, the Ming family, and the inner library. Then he frowned and said: "Actually, I have always had one thing that I don't understand, when I was in Jiangnan to contribute to the imperial court, why there were always people who liked to do things in Beijing. ”

During the banquet, everyone was slightly stunned, and said in their hearts, which one is this? In the year that Fan Xianyuan was in Jiangnan, it was absolutely impossible to say that no one in Kyoto had stumbled on him, but he had to say that he had stumbling...... One every day for three hundred and sixty-five days, which one are you talking about? Is it the household inspection department? Or is it to send books to the palace? And these stumbling blocks have long been torn apart by those old fellows, and you have nothing to do, what are you doing here?

The prince couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Where did so many grievances come from? There must be people who say that they are not on the right path, but if you want to say that people who deliberately drag you back, you can't tell who is coming." ”

Fan Xian also smiled, shook his head, and said, "It's just that I haven't returned to Kyoto this year, I think, maybe many people in Kyoto have forgotten what kind of temperament I am." ”

The second prince was playing with a wine glass at this time, listening to this, somehow a chill arose in his heart, tonight's prince's performance was too strange, but Fan Xian's attitude was too arrogant, arrogant was already unreasonable, not in accordance with the rules, and there was no benefit to him.

Could it be because of the panic in the valley?

The second prince's eyebrows furrowed beautifully, thinking to himself that he hadn't found out who did it, and he was messing around with us here, what was it?

At this moment, the downstairs of Baoyue suddenly became lively, listening to the horses' hooves, it seemed that many people were coming here.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was sitting in the first place, frowned, and said unhappily: "Who dares to make a noise here?"

Everyone frowned and looked out the window.

It seems that someone wants to enter the Baoyue Tower, and has successfully passed the double defense line of the Kyoto garrison and the Kyoto government officials, but was stopped outside the building by the people of the Baoyue Tower.

Fan Xian glanced at Sang Wen, Sang Wen knew it, lifted the hanging velvet curtain, and flashed past the screen. After a while, with a rush of footsteps, Sang Wen took five people upstairs.

These five people are all wearing official uniforms, presumably they are all officials in the court, but today is not a place to discuss important matters in the court, but it is a *** place, and everyone at the banquet recognized so-and-so as their cronies, and couldn't help but be stunned, thinking about which one is this play, why did they come to find themselves so openly, could it be that something big happened in Beijing?

The five officials glanced at each other, and they all saw the uneasiness, fear and panic in each other's hearts, and they couldn't care about anything anymore, so they first confessed to the nobles at the table, and then glanced at Fan Xian in fear, saluted Fan Xian, and went to the table without avoiding gossips to find the big person they were looking for, and leaned into the other party's ear and said.

Fan Xian looked at this scene with a smile, raised his wine glass and toasted Ren Shao'an beside the crown prince, the forbidden army system of the eldest prince was obviously trapped in the palace ban area, and the reaction was slower, and the prince ...... seems to have guessed something, today he deliberately cut off his ears and eyes, just to hug the moon tower and get drunk.

The eldest prince looked at the nervous appearance around him, frowned and glanced at Fan Xian, as if questioning, Fan Xian shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

And on the next few seats, the faces of the big people who listened to the reports of the subordinate officials have gradually become ugly, especially the second prince, whose delicate face gradually turned pale, and a trace of blush quickly swelled up, but after three breaths, it turned into normal.

Fan Xian looked at this scene obliquely, knowing that the other party already knew the news that all the eight families would die, but he didn't expect that the second prince would be able to immediately restrain his mind, and he couldn't help but admire slightly.

The eldest prince frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Everyone in the building knew something was wrong, but not everyone knew what was going on. The second prince bowed his head slightly, raised his wine glass and took a shallow sip, raising his head to look at Fan Xian. The smile in his eyes was a little dignified, and he asked word by word:

"Lord Dong Fan must know very well. ”

The atmosphere in the room was cold for a while, and the adults who received the news from Jingzhong also stared at Fan Xian's face, and they already knew it at this time. Just when these people were feasting and drinking in the Baoyue Tower, several murders suddenly occurred in Kyoto, and the eight most powerful families of the second prince would be sniped out!

These bigwigs have a lot of eyeliner in Kyoto, they have very clear ears and eyes, and they are also the officials of the Privy Council who are in charge of the defense of the city, and of course they know how terrible this kind of thing is, especially to kill the eight generals so cleanly, the strength required is not something that ordinary people can have.

Thinking of Fan Xian's banquet in Baoyue Tower today, naturally everyone vaguely guessed. This was done by the Supervisory Yuan.

Everyone was waiting for Fan Xian to answer, and the atmosphere at the table was a little fiercely silent.

Fan Xian asked gently, "What's the matter?"

The second prince smiled, and there was some bitterness in his smile. Deep in his heart, his feet were a little sore, and he looked at the young priest of the Supervision Yuan opposite, as if he had seen a smiling demon, and he was a prince...... But I don't know what kind of reaction I should make right away.

So he raised his glass. Drinking by himself, he drank it all, and his chest was slightly spicy and painful.

After a moment of silence. The Privy Council Deputy Envoy Qu Xiangdong stared at Fan Xian's eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Tonight's murders have occurred one after another, and the six generals in the palace of His Royal Highness the Second Highness have been killed at the same time, can Lord Xiao Fan know about this?"

As soon as these words came out, the eldest prince who didn't know what was going on looked at Fan Xian in amazement, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who had been hiding in the arms of the beauty and pretending to be confused, also exclaimed, Huo Di sat up from the beauty's arms!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was stunned and looked at Fan Xian's calm face, and his heart was extremely shocked, he knew that Fan Xian didn't have any good intentions today. But I really didn't expect that Fan Xian's means of counterattacking would be so simple, direct, rude, unreasonable, and not afraid of consequences.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fan Xian ...... tilted his head, with a hint of doubt and disdain...... He whispered, "Oh, are they all dead?"

The second prince will put down the wine glass at this time, but listening to Fan Xian's question, the emotions in his chest swayed, and the responsible emotions of anger, depression, a trace of incomprehension, and a trace of hatred were finally uncontrollable.

Knowing from the faces of the people on the table that the six generals were really all dead, Fan Xian's heart was as beautiful as a sweet spring flowing through, and he didn't deliberately hide his expression, and said with a smile: "The second prince and the local general, how can you ask this official? I have always heard that the second prince and these generals are arrogant and ruthless in Kyoto, and they may have offended someone who can't afford to offend. ”

This is the first time since the opening of the banquet that he claims to be his own official, as for the people in Kyoto who have been offended by the eight generals but cannot afford to offend...... Obviously, the man's surname is Fan.

There was silence during the banquet, and the second prince looked at Fan Xian's face in a daze, and suddenly laughed, knowing that whether the other party did this matter or not, but he could have the ability to eliminate all his forces in such a short period of time at the banquet, and the strength of the Supervision Yuan was not something that his prince could confront head-on.

He raised his glass to Fan Xian and said sincerely: "Lord Tisi is a good method...... Good courage. ”

Fan Xian raised his glass to greet him and comforted: "Your Highness mourns, those who die don't go, those who live don't come, metabolism is like this." ”

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The deputy envoy of the Privy Council looked at the two "princes" who looked quite godlike, and a ridiculous emotion couldn't help but rise in his heart, from the current point of view, the second highness is naturally far from Fan Xian's opponent, but in terms of name, Fan Xian is a minister after all, where did he come from such a big boldness?

Qu Xiangdong suddenly felt that he was old and cowardly, but he still couldn't help but ask Fan Xian: "Lord Fan, then you should know about the fact that the Supervision Yuan went around tonight and arrested dozens of court officials, right?"

Fan Xian carefully put the wine glass back on the table with both hands, raised his head and said: "This official is the chief official of the Supervision Yuan and the chief official of the Supervision Yuan, and he is governed by the Holy Order of the Supervision Yuan Kyoto, and if the official does not nod, who dares to catch those moths?"

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(I wanted to continue to describe the story of the joke and the murder in detail, but with the contrast between the inside and outside of the building, the hymn sounded, the snowflakes fell, and there were pigeons?) But suddenly I didn't want to write like that, because it was too slow, and this paragraph would have to write sixty or seventy thousand words, so I turned around...... A little helpless, in fact, quite interested.

Another important point: don't look at the excitement of killing, and think about this matter too exciting...... A hierarchical society, a society of slave owners and slaves, if it is to evolve into a war between slave owners, it seems that this little blood is not enough at the moment.

Someone is overnodding, someone is doing things, violent organs are killing people, well, the situation in Kyoto is like this now, Fan Xian is actually the same as Old Man Qin, he also likes to be simple, direct and rude, he needs this kind of atmosphere, because although he is confident, he is not as confident as Emperor Lao Tzu to the point of perversion. ）