"Do you still remember that I beat Guo Baokun with a black fist last year, and Kyoto Prefecture wanted to ask me about the case?"

"Ruthless. ”

"Do you still remember that this year's Chunqiu case happened, and the Criminal Department wanted to ask me about the case?"

"Ruthless. Fan Sizhen glanced at him with some doubts, thinking that when his brother said this, did he still want to remind himself of the majesty of Qinglu? But the problem is that these two cases were finally resolved, which only proves that in a place like Qingguo, power is still above the law, which is obviously a negative teaching material.

Fan Xian smiled, patted his buttocks, and said, "In both cases, you beat the official with a stick in your hand...... Although it is mainly because of your arrogant and domineering temperament, you always have a friendship with my brother, who has been with me for less than two years, and I believe that I am not wrong. ”

Fan Sizhe's buttocks were full of scars, he bit his lower lip painfully, and said, "Then you were so ruthless before!"

Fan Xian smiled and said: "First, I'm really angry, I won't hide it from you, and second, if I don't beat you badly, how can I make the people in Kyoto really believe that our old Fan family's family style is still rigorous in the future? ”

Fan Sizhen suddenly said in a daze: "Brother, such an important thing in the north...... Just leave it to me?"

Fan Xian responded: "You prove your ability first." ”

Fan Sizhen gritted his teeth, revealing a hint of fanaticism, and said in a hateful voice: "Cheng! I will definitely be able to do it." ”

Fan Xian nodded, and then glanced at the red man of Baoyuelou who was sleeping next to his younger brother, and said with a slight raised eyebrows: "When I searched the building yesterday, I found that this woman does have some affection for you...... I'm your brother, and of course I know that your heart is very hard and ruthless. But when it's time to be soft, you can also soften it, and maybe you will find that life will be much more interesting. ”

After all, Fan Sizhen is still young and has just been involved in the affairs of men and women. His face was embarrassed and slightly red, and he answered.

The two brothers said something in the carriage again, and at this time the carriage paused slightly, and the two knew that it was time to part. Fan Xian shook his head and said: "This is a difficult and dangerous journey, although you must still have a grudge against me, but I think you will understand my good intentions in the future...... As for the father's side, you should not have any resentment, you must know that in this world, except for your parents and brothers, it is difficult for anyone to be really good to you. You were expelled from Kyoto at a young age, Aunt Liu was naturally sad, and my father was afraid that he would not have a good time. ”

Fan Sizhen nodded gloomily. Looking at Fan Xian's figure stepping out of the carriage, thinking of the days to come, he couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, and his eyes were full of tide, and he was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Brother. Pick me up earlier. ”

Fan Xian's figure as he stepped out of the carriage froze, and responded, "Don't worry, I'll get everything done soon." ”

Look at the carriage that fades into the night. Fan Xian couldn't help but be in a trance, he was not a good person, why did he think hard to be a good person? Perhaps his previous explanation was right, the relationship between people is really very delicate, Wang Jingwei didn't want his son to be a traitor, and Hitler probably preferred his son to paint.

Of course, these two didn't have the opportunity to practice for Fan Xian, but he had seen the decades of the two brothers, Sean and Zhuang Mohan. I think so, Qi Qiyan, Qi Qiyan.

That pair of legendary brothers, no one knows how much Sean has secretly done for Zhuang Mohan, but he has been hiding himself in the dark, scrupling to clear his brother's name and die without recognizing each other, which is already a great thing.

When Zhuang Mohan was seventy or eighty years old, he was about to run out of gas, and his personal prestige had reached the peak of his life, in order to get his brother out of trouble, he did not hesitate to abandon the beliefs he had in his life, and traveled thousands of miles to Nanqing to frame Fan Xian, and the price he paid was not just as simple as it seemed to be, but completely abandoned what everyone cherished most.

Coincidentally, before the death of these two influential figures of the year, Fan Xian was by his side.

Fan Xian looked at the carriage in the distance, and sighed in his heart, I don't know if Si Zhe will hate himself, and I don't know if in the distant future, if one day he falls into the darkness like Sean and can't extricate himself, Si Zhe will do whatever it takes to save himself like Zhuang Mohan.

The night breeze blew through the hills outside Kyoto, and Fan Xian shook his head self-deprecatingly, thinking that he was willing to lose tens of thousands of taels of silver for himself at most...... If the amount of this silver is more than that, I am afraid that this little fellow who is greedy for money and ruthless will have to estimate and estimate it even more.

......

......

Yan Bingyun stood beside him and suddenly said, "You are really a very hypocritical person. ”

Fan Xian asked with great interest, "Why do you say that?"

"You use everyone around you, but it makes people feel like you're doing good for each other......" The corners of Yan Bingyun's lips curled slightly.

Fan Xian replied calmly: "You don't have a brother, so you can't understand this kind of relationship at all...... I did it for his good, although it may have been too much, and it didn't necessarily work well...... But there is no way, my experience can only go so far...... At least, in the future, I can say to myself that I have done my duty as a brother to the growth of Sizhe. ”

"That's the second point I want to make. Yan Bingyun nodded, "You are still a very ruthless person." ”

Fan Xian was silent, knowing that he would continue.

"Second Young Master Fan is still young, and the situation in the north is very complicated...... You can ruthlessly expel him from Kyoto, make him disappear, and cut off the possibility of others blackmailing you, and even His Royal Highness didn't think of such a desperate move. Yan Bingyun said indifferently.

Fan Xian didn't have a smile on his face, but asked, "How do you think people should spend their lives?"

This is the fourth time that Fan Xian asked others about Ostrovsky's eternal question after Ruoruo, Sizhe, and Wan'er.

Yan Bingyun was slightly stunned and shook his head: "What I think is very simple, as an official of the Supervision Yuan, I am loyal to Your Majesty. Be loyal to Qingguo, enrich the country and strengthen the army, and dominate the world. ”

"Dominate the world?" Fan Xian said sarcastically, "What's the point of that?"

Yan Bingyun was stunned again, as the younger generation of Qingguo. Growing up in a period of rapid expansion of national power, I have cultivated this idea in my bones, and I have never thought about why I want to dominate the world, and no one will ask such a question. Today, Fan Xian suddenly asked, and he didn't know how to explain.

"There are three parts of the world, there are many small countries, war is inevitable, and people are displaced...... In that case, why not dominate the world and eliminate the scourge of swords forever?"

He thought about it for a while. I tried to clear my mind.

Fan Xian shook his head: "I never believe in the general trend of the world, the nonsense that will be united for a long time, and will be divided for a long time." If the divided countries do not have the ambition to dominate the world, where will there be wars...... It is not the way to eliminate the peace brought about by war, but the fruit that tempts the people of the world to devote themselves to it. If everyone doesn't think so. Isn't that the world peaceful?"

Yan Bingyun glanced at him and said mockingly: "You are very naïve in thinking. ”

"I understand, too. Fan Xian sighed, "But when I was alive." I really don't want to see such a thing as a war, there are about 400 people who die at the hands of the people in our courtyard in a year, and in August, when the river lacked embankments, it is estimated that tens of thousands of people have died, and if the war really starts, it will only be a few months, and I am afraid that more than 100,000 people will die. ”

"Even if the contradiction can be suppressed temporarily, it cannot last. Someday war will break out. Yan Bingyun scoffed, "Even if you collect the four great grandmasters as thugs in the future and forcibly suppress the ambitions of the royal family, what will you do after you die?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "After I die, even if the flood is monstrous." ”

Louis XIV's most blatant declaration finally made Yan Bingyun's face change, and he shook his head and sighed: "I thought you were a benevolent person hidden in the dark, and when I understood this, I knew that what I just said was quite polite...... You are not only ruthless, but you are also extremely selfish. ”

"I misunderstood, didn't I? I told you last time that I'm not a saint. Fan Xian suddenly frowned and teased the other party, "But now it seems that ...... Seem...... It doesn't hurt to be dang. ”

"A saint in charge of the Supervisory Yuan?" Yan Bingyun looked at him like a ghost.

......

......

"Then how are you going to live your life?" Yan Bingyun asked like those nonsense people in Shangjing in Northern Qi.

"I'm ready to get better. Fan Xian said a word of nonsense, and then without waiting for him to respond, he said with a smile: "This time Si Zhe went all the way to the north, it is really troublesome for your father and son." "If you want to make a person unaware of the entire Qingguo, except for supervising the movements of officials in various counties, the Supervision Yuan that controls the foreign spy network is releasing water everywhere, and even guarding and stealing, you really can't do this.

"You're my boss. Yan Bingyun replied directly.

Fan Xian understood his thoughts and said, "I will record this matter with the dean." ”

He continued: "Do you know? The last time the mission left Beijing, the first night was in this camp in the pine forest at our feet......" He touched his nose and smiled self-deprecatingly: "At that time, there was a red man in the mission, and today Si Zhe was expelled, although the situation was much worse than that of me at that time, but I also kidnapped a red man to accompany him, and it seems that the journey of our brothers will not be so lonely." ”

Yan Bingyun shook his head with a headache, it was difficult to adapt to Fan Xian's shameless face that would only be revealed in front of his close subordinates and friends, so he asked instead: "There is nothing to worry about now, what are you going to do?"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly: "The other party is the prince, do we really dare to kill him?"

Yan Bingyun said indifferently: "I don't think you seem to dare to do anything. ”

Fan Xian's heart moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "It seems that you are really a person who understands me...... But don't worry, first straighten out Hongcheng's reputation, and then toss and toss those people under the old second-hand to force the Cui family. ”

In the end, he said softly: "I won't care about the matter of Baoyue Tower anymore, you help Shi Yanli deal with it, as for what to do later, you are fully responsible, anyway, in terms of playing conspiracy, your talent is too much higher than mine." ”