Of course, Fan Xian had no way to pretend to be a person who didn't care about hygiene and kept watch in front of the clan mansion for eighteen days, he just confirmed with Wang Qinian that the hidden line was indeed as they calculated, and they didn't have the idea of following this line to check down.

And he knew in his heart that today was the seventh and twentieth days of the new year, and he confirmed with Hong Zhu that he would leave Kyoto in early February and go to Jiangnan again...... There is too little time in the middle, there is no way to really grasp any rules, and the only thing that can be relied on is Wang Qinian's unpredictable tracking kung fu.

After confirming their goal, the two left the gate of the clan mansion and returned to the back gate of the courtyard of the old city. Although Fan Xian was very interested in seeing Wang Qinian's life, he was really nervous, and he didn't have much time to enjoy life, so he waved his hand and got into the carriage.

He left all his equipment on the black carriage, took off his outer clothes, checked his sleeve crossbow and medicine bag, and then took out a dressing box, carefully smeared it on his face, and glued the corners of his eyebrows down with the special glue of the Supervision Yuan.

Suddenly, his eye distance and eyebrows suddenly changed, and an inconspicuous mole was added under his chin, and Pianpian Jia Gongzi suddenly became an inconspicuous passerby.

The carriage stopped outside the Hechifang in Xicheng, but Fan Xian's people had already gotten out of the carriage and merged into the complex crowd of people in Xicheng.

The area of Kyoto's Nishi-jo is not large, and compared to other castles, it is not rich enough, quiet enough, and not expensive enough, especially in the area of Heikebo, which is a whole slum, and the people who live here think about survival first and foremost. If there is food in the treasury at home, people will consider things like etiquette and morality, so the people in the workshop will not have a little more turbidity because of the name of the lotus pond fang, but they are mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are all kinds of transactions that cannot see the light.

Passerby Fan Xian covered the small snowflakes in the world with a rain hat behind his clothes, and walked deep into the lotus pond with his face heavily stepping on the mud in the alley, his expression was not very eye-catching in the lotus pond square, and the people on the street and the shopkeepers in the shops didn't bother to look at him.

There are too many characters in the workshop who are full of yīn and gloomy, like a dead father, because there are too many brothers on the road here, not every day they can take it back when they go to collect the account, not every time Kyoto Prefecture catches the brothers, they can run away, the brothers on the road are righteous and fierce, and the love of the brothers on the road is also very irritable, so it is normal to be low.

Passing through a narrow alley stretching out of the tattered rain eaves, Fan Xian fell into the encirclement of those jì women standing on the street, fortunately, it was still early at this time, although the dedicated jì women came out to stand, but the inferior fat powder on their faces and the constant yawning showed that their combat effectiveness was low, Fan Xian was able to get out lightly, get into a small wooden building on the back street, and find his destination.

There was a foul smell in the wooden room, and as soon as Fan Xianfu entered the door, he couldn't help but rub his nose, but he didn't lift the hat on his head, sat directly on the edge of the bed, took out a token from his arms, and handed it to the paralyzed man on the bed.

The paralyzed hand could still move, staring at this uninvited guest with a nervous face, and after taking the token, he looked at it carefully for a long time before he lowered his voice and said: "Since it is your own person, why did you come up so recklessly?"

Fan Xian didn't have time to talk about these things with him, and said directly: "What good things have come out of it recently?"

The paralyzed man's face changed, I don't know who this hateful guy in front of him is, he would ask so directly, but since the other party knows about this head-headed matter, it must be a cronie of the gang leader.

He groped in the stinking quilt for a long time and found countless boxes. Fan Xian opened them one by one and looked at them carefully, his face still had that lifeless expression, and he could see that he was quite dissatisfied.

The paralyzed man looked at his face, shook his head, and took out half of the jade jue in the porcelain pillow under his neck for a long time, and finally took out half a piece of jade and handed it over.

Fan Xian took the jade Jue and took a closer look, the quality of this jade was excellent, it was a piece of warmth, it was really a good object, and the moire system carved on it was obviously a royal utensil. He nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, this kind of good thing, the more the better." ”

The paralytic man smirked. Fan Xian also smiled in his heart, of course he knew that the paralyzed man in front of him was not as pitiful as he seemed.

Kyoto is a place where the wealth of the world is accumulated, especially the imperial palace, from ancient times to the present, the people of the world have provided for the emperor and the nobles, and the eunuchs and palace ladies who serve the emperor and nobles will sneak these things out to feed the dark members of the people of the world.

This is the case in the palace, and the same is true in the major mansions, and there are too many shady silver coins and jewels that need to be washed and replaced with land deeds in various states and counties, and those who do this kind of thing can naturally only be those professionals at the bottom.

The underworld is this kind of professional, so the gangs that really have some strength in the world will leave a small semicolon in Kyoto. These people in the rivers and lakes do not dare to go against the imperial court, but they will not be polite to be the sewer of the imperial court and earn some bits and pieces of silver.

It's also amazing, because these people are so peaceful, so Kyoto still doesn't have a loud name on the road. And the Heluo Gang is a very inconspicuous one of these gangs responsible for taking over the stolen goods of the palace. Fan Xian had a lot of conversations with Xia Qifei when he was in Hangzhou, and he had some understanding of these secret forces, so he knew that the Heluo Gang actually had a fixed passage in the palace, and he couldn't help but be a little awe-inspired, and there would be today's Hechifang line.

This paralyzed man is specifically responsible for the first link of the Heluo Gang's sale of stolen goods in Kyoto, these people are doing things that are full of stolen goods, so they are naturally very careful, one ring is not connected, and the people who receive the goods change from time to time, which gives Fan Xian an opportunity to take advantage of.

As for the token, it was naturally prepared by the Supervision Yuan many years ago.

The paralyzed man looked at his satisfied smile and said proudly: "It is said that this is a piece given by the first emperor to the queen mother's family, but then something happened, and somehow, now he is back in the East Palace, which took a lot of effort." ”

Fan Xian's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Where do the nobles care about these little things, they are left in the warehouse at will, but they can't be used for decades." ”

The paralyzed man sighed and said: "Yes, if the price of this piece of jade is put in Jiangnan to be sold, and then it is sold in Jiangbei to buy land, I am afraid that it can be bought for thousands of acres." ”

Fan Xian didn't want to accompany him and sighed, and said: "The first time I got married, I didn't understand the rules. ”

He said it very directly, but the paralyzed man did not have any suspicions, took out an account book from the quilt, pointed to the space on it, and said, "Here it is." ”

Fan Xian smiled: "You paralyzed, you can hide things in the quilt." ”

The paralyzed man muttered a few words, as if he was reminiscing about the past, he followed the gang leader to kill the Quartet, and was paralyzed by a hammer, and the gang leader took pity on him, so he came to Kyoto to preside over these things.

Fan Xian didn't know too much about the story of the Heluo Gang, so he naturally didn't dare to talk, and after signing it with the changed handwriting, he handed a silver ticket from his arms and said, "The first period is thirty percent, don't charge me more." ”

The paralyzed man looked at the 1,000 taels of silver tickets and nodded: "Almost, although this jade is definitely more than this price, but after all, it is a taboo thing, and it can only be sold at a discount." ”

After finishing this qiē, Fan Xian carefully put away the jade jue, didn't say anything more, and walked out of this dark room.

——————————————————— walking on the muddy streets of Hechifang, the sky was still calm, and Fan Xian's long-standing mood was relaxed, he had already figured out how the whole thing should be held, although this plan was indeed a bit complicated and tiresome, but Fan Xian had no way, in order to ensure Hong Zhu's safety, in order to keep himself hidden behind the scenes, he always needed to approach the truth and expose the truth.

Now that the plan is in the chest, although I don't know if there will be any problems, it is much better than facing a pot of braised elbows a few days ago and not being able to find a place to put my mouth down.

Once the process has been thought out clearly, all that remains is that Hong Zhu needs to go to Cāo to do it, and of course, he also needs to be as sensitive and suspicious as Fan Xian expected, and full of imagination and wisdom.

As the eldest princess and Fan Xian always thought, Emperor Qingguo was indeed a sensitive and suspicious person, and the characters who had stood at the top of politics for a long time would always imagine the worst and exert their wisdom when it came to a qiēyīn scheme. So the more Fan Xian thought about it, the more relaxed he became, and the more he felt that Emperor Laozi was going to be played by himself this time.

Being able to yīn people without letting himself fall into it, Fan Xian is very rare to have a little bit of pride, although he is now a master of the nine grades, a powerful figure in power, but he has always maintained a calm mind, but today this pride can not be suppressed.

Probably because of ...... Since he entered the Supervision Yuan, he has always been very weak in this regard, and in the past, there were words and Bingyun to help him, so he couldn't see any problems, but after the incident in Jiaozhou, Chen Pingping scolded him in the letter, and was very disdainful of his ability to construct yīn - so today Fan Xian is really proud, and the more he thinks about it, the more proud he becomes.

When he was proud, he saw a frustrated person under the exit archway of the lotus pond fang.

Fan Xian looked at the person under the archway who was holding a blue cloth case and drinking business loudly against Xiaoxue, he couldn't help but be stunned, stopped, and hid behind the crowd to take a few closer looks.

It was a lawyer, who was hoarsely soliciting business after the Blue Cloth case, his face was a little pale, as if something was wrong with his body, so that his voice seemed a little weak.

Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, let the rain hat cover most of his face, squinted at it, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The lawyer's business was very bad, not to mention that the people who were fighting the lawsuit came forward to ask, but there was not even one who asked him to write the lawsuit on his behalf, and some people who seemed to know the inside story vaguely avoided the blue cloth case from afar, as if they were afraid of getting into some bad luck.

Fan Xian frowned, and then left the Lotus Pond Fang.

............ About half an hour later, in a very ordinary restaurant room, Fan Xian smiled with a smile on his face, pushed the dish at hand to the opposite side, and said, "Eat slowly, talk slowly, why are you like this now?"

Sitting opposite him was the lawyer from Hechifang, who was also the first lawsuit with Fan Xian in Kyoto, and later was tied up by Fan Xian to Jiangnan, and Song Shiren, an important figure who played a strong role in the Ming family's lawsuit for him.

Song Shiren had a bandit called "Fuzuier" and was also known as the world's No. 1 master, and he had always been poor in official offices, so why did he fall to the point where he now set up stalls along the street? Fan Xian was shocked when he watched it on the street, and only later did he let his subordinates invite him over, but he didn't dare to go to Baoyue Tower.

He squinted at the lawyer with a depressed face, and although he guessed something in his heart, he still couldn't help but ask about the other party's current situation.

Song Shiren didn't eat the vegetables, just took a sip of liquor, looked at Fan Xian deeply, and then sighed, smiled bitterly three times, but didn't say a word.

"Tell me, does it have anything to do with me?" asked Fan Xian.

Song Shiren sighed again, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "Since the adults guessed, I am not afraid of being ugly, after returning from Jiangnan, my colleagues and neighbors and those adults know my scenery in Jiangnan, but they also look at me twice, and know that I am doing things for you, and they all nod to me...... But then the rumors changed, and I don't know why, not only did no one dare to ask me to file a lawsuit, but even the friends I had made in Pingsuli also left me one after another. ”

"I don't know why?" Fan Xian sighed and said, "You and I both know why." ”

Song Shiren smiled bitterly: "Even if you know, do you dare to go around shouting injustice?"

Fan Xian was silent, listening to Song Shiren's sad narration, only to know that in the next few months, the original number one lawyer in the world had lived such a miserable life.

Not only is it a problem of not being able to earn money, but it seems that in an instant, the entire bureaucracy of Qingguo began to target Song Shiren, the Kyoto Prefecture, the Criminal Department, and even the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Temple all came to him for trouble, and used a lot of various excuses, anyway, he stripped away all his family property like wind and rain - how could Song Shiren be able to speak well, and how could he be able to resist the unreasonable methods of the imperial court, and the powerful people he knew in the rì were now even more silent, and seemed to be very afraid of the people behind Song Shiren's rectification.

Today, Song Shiren can only take his family and rent a place like Hechifang, and his life can be described as bleak.

Fan Xian glanced at him and shook his head at the same time, the two knew each other what the source of this qiē was.

Song Shiren fought the Ming family lawsuit in Jiangnan for Fan Xian, not to mention how much he helped Fan Xian, the key is to pass through Song Shiren's mouth, and Fan Xian's proposed eldest son's inheritance rights will naturally not be violated...... This sacred rule that does not see the law of celebration but enters the hearts of the people is scattered.

This is a big taboo in the palace, the queen mother said softly, and naturally countless people tried to make Song Shiren shut up.

This is a profound lesson.

............ "At least people are fine." Song Shiren touched his neck with some fear and said, "If you can survive, you are already pitiful." ”

Fan Xian knew in his heart that Song Shiren had not been killed, it was completely because the nobles in the palace had given him a little thin noodles, and he couldn't help laughing at himself and said, "Even if no one dares to help you...... Why didn't you come to me? In the end, I hurt you, and if you come to me for help, I will do my best. ”

Song Shiren smiled bitterly: "If you fight a lawsuit for your lord, you will almost lose your family, where do you dare to make trouble for your lord." ”

Fan Xian knew that this person had different hearts, but he was afraid that he was afraid that if he asked for his own door, he would add more trouble. He looked at Song Shiren and smiled, and said, "Don't worry about anything. ”

He took the silver ticket from his bosom and handed it over. Song Shiren raised his eyes and looked at the top one with a very scary share, and couldn't help but be frightened, although he was also a person who had seen the world, but as soon as he made a move, it was so much silver, which really made him a little afraid to take it.

Fan Xian said: "I will arrange for your family to go out of Beijing immediately, there is no need to worry about security, you can use this money first, it can be regarded as a compensation for you." ”

Song Shiren was silent for a long time and did not answer.

Fan Xian glanced at him twice and said, "Don't worry, this official wants to kill you to get out of the disaster, and I cut it as early as Jiangnan, you know that I have never been afraid to kill a few people...... You have to understand my feelings, but if anyone has helped me, I will definitely protect him and give him enough compensation. ”

"The resentment in the palace will fade in two days. Fan Xian pointed and said, "When the time comes, as long as I protect you, who will dare to touch you?"

............ On the tenth day of the first month, the people of Qing Guomin are also called the last ten, which is a more important day in the New Year's Festival, although it is not as many people as the seventh day of the first month, but the street is also lively. Fan Xian, who had planned everything, seemed very relaxed, took Wan'er in a carriage and walked around Kyoto for a long time, before he changed the route under the constant urging of his wife and Fujiko Jing, and drove directly to the prince's mansion, which was not far from the imperial city.

The gate of the prince's mansion was wide open today, but there were not many guests coming, and the eldest prince was standing on the stone steps waiting for the carriage of the Fan Mansion at this time.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion, and the eldest prince looked at Fan Xian and sneered: "I came so late, don't slip away first when you stay for a while." ”