As soon as he left Beijing, his head dimmed, and the convoy passed the pavilion without stopping, and slowly headed north under the eyes of the willows on the avenue.

The officers and men of the city patrol department escorted the mission out of Beijing for eighteen miles, then turned back, and handed over the task of guarding the road to the Kyoto garrison. The main means of transportation of the mission was the horse-drawn carriage, which pulled more than ten cars in a row, and in addition to carrying people, more space was reserved for the etiquette required for this northward journey.

Sean was not shackled and was imprisoned in a second carriage, in which an official from the Inspectorate was in charge of daily life. The official smiled and carefully wiped the fel's face with a towel that was soft enough not to hurt Sean's already aged cheek.

"If I catch you and threaten that young man with the surname Fan with you, will it have any effect?" As soon as the chain bell rang, Sean's old voice rang out in the carriage, but the words naturally revealed a sense of nonchalance, as if he had already guessed the answer.

The official in charge of his daily life smiled mildly and said sincerely: "Mr. Xiao, since it is my turn to serve you, I am naturally ready to be restrained by you, but as a citizen of Qingguo, when the time comes, I naturally have to take poison and commit suicide, so as not to embarrass the adults in the courtyard." ”

Sean closed his eyes, the cold aura on his body gradually subsided a little, and said softly, "The hair is too long, help me tie it." ”

The conversation between the two seems to omit one thing, that is, Sean is handcuffed by iron at this time, how can he restrain this official of the Supervision Yuan? Perhaps both of them know in their hearts that once they leave Beijing, it is absolutely impossible to restrain the hands and feet of the terrifying Sean forever by relying on this thin iron handcuff.

The official walked to Sean's side, took out a comb from the small cabinet beside him, and carefully combed Sean's waist-length snow-white messy hair, his fingers unusually steady without a trace of trembling.

Sean was one of the world's top nine masters decades ago, if it weren't for the fact that he had been locked up in the Supervision Yuan for the past twenty years, tortured by heavy punishment, and damaged by the poison in three places in the courtyard, people speculated that he would have advanced to the realm of the Great Grandmaster a long time ago.

Rao is like this, but the sick tiger still has residual power, just look at the appearance of the supervision house when he was released from prison, as if he was facing a great enemy, and the natural majesty of his body, you can know that this old man still has terrifying strength.

If Sean broke out at this time, I was afraid that this middle-aged official would not have the slightest room for resistance, but he still smiled steadily, full of composure. Sean glanced at him with some appreciation, knowing that the other party was afraid that he had already made up his mind, and once he was restrained by himself, he would immediately take poison and commit suicide, but he didn't know where his poison was hidden on his body.

"Is Qingguo really so good, can you be willing, and even happy to stay by my devil's side?" This is something that Sean has always been puzzled about, and it is clear that the officialdom of Qingguo is also a **, but the Northern Wei court where he served fell apart overnight, although there was a reason why he and the marshal of Zhan Qingfeng were captured and lost, but Qingguo's combat effectiveness is still a little illogical.

The middle-aged official said respectfully: "If I die, the hospital will be responsible for the future life of the family, and after my child is twelve years old, he can be honored, and I believe that Lord Xiao Fan will help me take care of it, Lord Xiao Fan is very rich, and my broken life can be exchanged for so many things, it is really worth it." ”

Sean moved his wrist, and the sound of the chain sounded again, a little annoyed: "It's still these old methods...... What's your name?"

The middle-aged official replied with a smile: "My name is Wang Qinian." ”

―――――――――――――――――――――――――― the carriage where the felony Sean was held was in second place, Fan Xian lifted the side curtain of the car, squinted slightly at the carriage, waved over a tiger guard, and asked softly, "How about the people arranged next to the carriage?"

What is Huwei? This has to go back to the second conversation between Master Fan Jian and Dean Chen Pingping outside the palace, all in all, when his son was about to go abroad, Fan Shangshu finally couldn't help but pull out a small part of the secret power in his hand and put it into the mission.

These tiger guards all have extremely strong force, although they are not as good as the six departments of the Supervision Yuan in terms of sniping, and they are not as good as the five departments of the Supervision Yuan in terms of collective combat effectiveness, but these tiger guards are all selected figures, and the loyalty of the protector is undoubted, and there is an indescribable ruthlessness.

Of course, Fan Xian vaguely guessed that in fact, these tiger guards were in charge of the emperor in the deep palace by his father, and maybe they also played a role in restraining the Supervision Yuan, but the power of restraining the Supervision Yuan was obviously not only in the aspect of the Tiger Guard. This time, Sinan Bo Neng sent these seven tiger guards to follow his son north, and he must have been allowed by the palace.

Accompanying the first carriage was the leader of the Tiger Guard, whose surname was Gao Mingda, and he replied respectfully: "Young master, don't worry, although there are no people from the six places, we can guarantee safety." ”

Because these tiger guards nominally belonged to Fan Shangshu's private armed forces, he called Fan Xian a young master instead of an adult, but Fan Xian still felt a little strange and smiled.

The officers and soldiers of the Kyoto garrison around them guarded this strange mission, slowly advancing northward, those officers and soldiers in iron armor were a little silent, after all, this was just an idle trip, but the generals who knew the inside story of the matter were a little uncomfortable, and their silence represented more of a humiliation.

For more than ten years, the reigning emperor Xi à led the Qing ** team to the east and west, never defeated, has long made Qingguo's army accustomed to victory, last year's war was defined as "border impulse", Qingguo is still the victorious side, but no one could have imagined that Qingguo, as the victorious side, was forced to make great concessions because of something very bastard-both hands to send Sean back to the north!

Fan Xian's words in the capital have already flown to every corner of the world like wings, so these generals also know the sinister role of the eldest princess in this matter, and the military's dissatisfaction with the royal family seems to be concentrated on the beautiful and crazy royal woman.

This is also a problem that Fan Xian still has no way to figure out - although the eldest princess is crazy, she is not stupid, she backhanded and sold Yan Gongzi, the leader of the secret agent in the northern region of Qingguo, to Northern Qi, what benefits can she get from it? If it was just to let Zhuang Mohan come to Kyoto to humiliate himself, Fan Xian would definitely not believe it, he did not think that he had such an important position.

If the eldest princess is seeking foreign aid from the Northern Qi side for the sake of the future struggle for imperial power, wouldn't this offend the vast majority of the military forces? No matter how you look at it, you will feel that this is a deal that outweighs the losses.

The convoy of the mission had already traveled half way north, and the sun was gradually setting into the peaks, and the light was getting darker, and the convoy began to rest for a while on the edge of a large wooded field, and the adjutant of the mission came to ask for instructions, and according to the rules, the mission should stop for the night at the post station, three miles ahead.

Fan Xian shook his head after thinking for a while, and ordered to pause here first, and talk about it later, then got out of the carriage, stretched out the numbness caused by the long-term immobility, and walked towards the rear.

The leader of the Tiger Guard followed him silently with his long knife in hand. Fan Xian's eyes drooped, and he noticed that Huwei's knife was a little strangely long, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Wouldn't it be inconvenient to pull it out?" Under Wuzhu's teaching, he paid special attention to the reaction speed in battle, knowing that the longer the weapon, the slower the reaction of the weapon owner.

Tiger Guard Leader Gao Gao raised the long knife with a snap, and calmly sent it to Fan Xian's side, explaining: "There is a mechanism, so the knife can be accelerated, because the subordinates are mainly responsible for covering and intercepting, so the seven Tiger Guards in this line are all using extended knives, just to have a wider killing range." ”

Fan Xian nodded, signaling him not to follow up, at this time he had already arrived next to the second carriage, twitched his nose slightly, and seemed to be able to faintly smell the smell of blood and cold from the carriage, and couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking that Wang Qinian and that old monster would stay all the way, just afraid that they would eventually go crazy.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Fan Xian getting on the car, Wang Qinian stood at the entrance of the carriage and said with a painful face: "My lord, when can I take a break?"

"Wait two more days. Fan Xian smiled and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Is there anything unusual about Sean?"

Wang Qinian shook his head and calmly told Lord Xiao Fan about Sean's every move in the past half a day. Fan Xian listened calmly, knowing that Wang Qinian's words would definitely fall into Sean's ears, but he was not worried about anything, and said softly after a while: "I'll go in and take a look." ”

"Dangerous. Wang Qinian shook his head disapprovingly, "The sick tiger is still a tiger, although Sean is not as good as he was back then, but after all, he was once an absolute powerhouse on the nine grades, if the adult is accidentally caught by him and threatened, what should we do?"

Fan Xian responded: "Don't worry, Sean is not a fool, he is only a dozen miles away from Kyoto, if he wants to make a move at this time, it will be self-defeating." Of course he knew Sean's terrifying strength, what did it mean to be a strong man on the ninth grade? Just think about when he visited the palace at night, Yan Xiaoyi's arrow that seemed to come from outside the sky can be understood.

"And it's going to take a long time to walk along the way, so why don't I go to see him all the time?" Fan Xian laughed.

............ In Yīn's dark carriage, Yīn's cold Sean Yīn had a calm face, and his white hair had long been tied. Fan Xian held the small box on his body, opened the curtain with a smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Xiao, this is a long way to go to Beijing in Northern Qi. Let's get some food and water first. ”

Sean slowly opened his eyes, the cold glint in his eyes disappeared, and said with a smile: "Hard work Lord Fan." ”

Fan Xian didn't seem to be afraid of Sean's methods at all, opened the food box with a smile on his face, carefully fed the pastries in the box into the old man's lips, which still looked a little dry, and then fed him some water.

After a moment of silence, Sean suddenly spoke, "These poisons are useless. ”