Yan Bingyun looked at Fan Xian behind the mossy remnant snow gate across the rockery. There was no expression on his face, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "You know too many things, don't forget." I've been around you for so many years. I always know a little bit about the inner kudi. And all these years. You have been shifting your center of gravity to Northern Qi. Fan Sizhen is still in the capital. If you haven't betrayed the court before. How can I believe that the plan to move to Northern Qi can be believed?"

Fan Xian coughed lightly twice. Some reluctantly smiled: "I am also a Qingren, and I have an agreement with Your Majesty, if Your Majesty can survive this time." We will not be cleaned. Naturally, I will not tear my face with the imperial court and stand on the side of the Northern Qi people. Please rest assured about this. ”

"It's a matter of national importance. Tens of millions of people live and die. How can I rest assured?" Yan Bingyun's voice was extremely low, and he rebuked slightly angrily: "I don't care about any strange agreement between you and Your Majesty. But in case things change in the future. You left Daqing alive. Go to Shangjing, who knows if you will be driven crazy by anger. Do those disgusting things. ”

"Disgusting, do you mean to sell the secrets of the inner library to the Northern Qi, or to attack Daqing for the Qi pioneers in the south?" Fan Xian smiled sarcastically and said, "Life is a lifetime." There is always something to be promised, as long as His Majesty the Emperor keeps his promises. Naturally, these don't happen...... You should be clear. This assassination in the palace was only a small-scale war, and I didn't use all the killing weapons. ”

"As long as I live. His Majesty would have to be forced to accept the agreement I made with him last night. Fan's eyes turned cold. said: "He doesn't want the world to be in chaos, so he can't do anything to my people." No matter how angry he is. But for the sake of his great cause, he must also endure it...... Don't forget, those people are also people you know and have been your local companions. Your friend, your colleague, if you kill me at this time. I have no leader in the power at hand. Say something without modesty. Rudderless ship. Your Majesty can cut slowly with a soft knife. ”

"Do you want those people you once knew so well to fall one by one under the butcher's knife of His Majesty's land?" Fan Xian stared at Yan Bingyun's eyes and said word by word.

Yan Bingyun was silent for a moment and then responded, "It seems that my lord has been thinking about this matter for a long time, but you must be clear. There can only be one day in heaven, and only one king in the world, if you live. Even if you keep holding back. But under the superficial balance of my Daqing court, it is still divided into two pieces by you...... This is not a good thing for me Daqing. ”

"I just want the people I want to protect to live, for that purpose. I have to live. In the future, I will stand far above the high post. Looking indifferently at His Majesty and you in the middle of the temple, I think it will also make you wary. ”

"But don't forget. If you die, the officials and subordinates in the courtyard will have to accept this reality one day. Your Majesty is majestic and strategic. There must be a way to take back all the Supervision Yuan and even your Jiangnan Prefecture. Yan Bingyun stared into his eyes and said, "On the surface, you want to ensure their lives. Actually, you're just using these forces to threaten Your Majesty. Threatening the imperial court, you insist on not dying, but you are just using the Supervision Yuan as a private weapon. To keep your own heart. ”

"Why not?" Fan Xian coughed lightly twice. Squinted slightly at Yan Bingyun.

"Neither the dean nor you have said that. Yan Bingyun's face was calm. "The Supervisory Yuan is a public instrument, not a private instrument, how can you use the public instrument of the country. And for your own selfishness? That's what I don't agree with you. ”

"Really?" A chill appeared in Fan Xiandi's eyes. said indifferently and sarcastically: "The Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, and I can't use it privately...... Then why didn't you bravely stand up and refute him when His Majesty the Emperor used the Supervision Yuan for his own thoughts?"

This sentence hit Yan Bingyun's heart directly. He looked at Fan Xian in a daze, and he couldn't digest this sentence in the hearts of all the courtiers in this world. His Majesty is the imperial court, the Qingguo, and the public ...... The Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, and it is naturally a knife in the hands of His Majesty.

"Don't forget that you said it yourself, the Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, not a private weapon of His Majesty the Emperor. The people on the dragon chair are just one person after all. Don't use him to represent the will of the world. Fan Xian looked at Yan Bingyun indifferently and said: "Since it is a public weapon, it is naturally attributed to the virtuous." Yes, I am not a virtuous person, but do you dare to say that His Majesty the Emperor is also a virtuous man?"

"Since he and I are just two bastards. Then who belongs to this supervision court is very simple. ”

Fan Xian no longer looked at Yan Bingyun's face, picked up the kettle and took a sip with difficulty, and said coldly: "This courtyard is set up by Ye Qingmei. It was Chen Pingping who left me the land. Why did the emperor take it? What qualifications do you have to say such nonsense to me?"

"The Supervision Yuan is used to supervise His Majesty's local institutions, and if it becomes His Majesty's local secret service. You might as well be the head of the Supervisory Yuan. He put down the kettle. Reprimanded in a disdainful and boring tone.

There was a deathly silence. Yan Bingyun's heart really set off turbulent waves, he had always thought that Fan Xian was just saddened by Chen Pingping's death. Therefore, he bravely stood on the opposite side of His Majesty the Emperor, but he did not expect that in Fan Xiandi's heart, there was no innate dignity of imperial power at all! It's really hard for Xiao Yan Gongzi to digest. He was silent for a long, long time, but he still didn't figure it out. Because Dean Chen didn't teach him back then, Fan Xian didn't say this before. What kind of joke is this for the Inspectorate to monitor His Majesty?

Glancing at Yan Bingyun's facial expression with his residual light, a trace of extremely strong disappointment flashed in Fan Xiandi's heart. He knew that in this world, except for Chen Pingping, who was deeply influenced by his mother, and himself, no one could accept this, even his father who was far away in Lanzhou. I'm afraid it's hard to accept this. Father is only because of his own geography. That's why it's just a gradual separation from the Qingguo court.

Yan Bingyun raised his head. looked at Fan Xian quietly. He was about to make a decision, for the sake of the fundamental interests of the Daqing Dynasty and for the sake of his life goals, he couldn't allow Fan Xian to carry too many secrets. Too much power has been thrown into the arms of a foreign enemy. But if he really wants to send him to the palace, Yan Bingyun knows that Fan Xian will die today.

Fan Xian didn't seem to be in a hurry. Just waiting for Yan Bingyun's decision, at this time. One was a little tired. Some are old. Some indifferent voices sounded in the shadows of the rockery: "It's such a night, what is there to say." Let those mothers-in-law listen to the gossip, what's good?"

Yan Bingyun's body stiffened, and when he heard that it was his father, he turned around with great difficulty. The fists in the sleeves are clenched extremely tightly. After being silent for a long time, he knew that his father was reminding him of something, and if he let others know that Fan Xian was hiding in his house at this time, then he would have to kill him. And the father made a decision to speak out at the moment, which naturally gave himself the strongest warning.

If you don't say anything, Ruohai will help. After being seriously injured, the meridians were chaotic, how could he hide in the secret room in the rockery. How could the body be bandaged. How can there be food and water nearby?

Yan Bingyun was clear. Father's words seemed to be gentle and ordinary, threatening himself with the love of father and son, if he really decided to be unfavorable to Fan Xian, then this family ...... I'm afraid that I will be defeated from now on.

Fan Xian calmly looked at Yan Ruohai in the dark, looked at the old man everywhere, and smiled with difficulty. said in a low voice: "Don't talk about it, you can go back first." ”

Then. He said indifferently to Yan Bingyun: "What I say, you can't listen to it. There are a few files in the courtyard that I retrieved from King Jing's mansion. These days, when you have open space, you go and see. ”

These words came out indifferently, and Fan Xian seemed to see that Yan Bingyun would not make a move on him. Yan Bingyun stood silent for a long time, his eyes tightly closed. In the end, he left the rockery and walked towards his own house. He decided to leave quietly. I'm afraid that some obsessions in his heart have been destroyed. made his back look a little depressed.

"No one will come to the rockery, don't worry. Yan Ruohai walked under the rockery and said with a gentle smile: "You talked very much about the courtyard before, I hope he can listen to the pupils." ”

Fan Xian smiled and responded: "It's better to teach by example of the old gentleman and use my own head to protect my head...... All for the sake of Qingguo. After all, Yan Bingyun is still reluctant to use your life and death to prove your creed, since everything is valuable. Presumably he will slowly figure it out. ”

In the whole of Kyoto, except for the Yan father and son, no one knows the whereabouts of Fan Xian, and the search for the land in Kyoto is still in full swing. There was not the slightest relaxation. Countless streets and alleys have been turned over, but what makes the Qingguo court feel extremely strange is. Fan Xian, who was seriously injured and unable to move. But like a wandering spirit, it disappeared from people's field of vision.

The Supervisory Yuan is also cooperating with the will of the imperial court. Carrying out all aspects of intelligence combing, but nothing has been obtained. The pursuit was mainly carried out by the military and the Inner Court, and the Supervision Yuan only cooperated. Therefore, the affairs are correspondingly not very busy, and now Yan Bingyun, the president of the Supervision Yuan, is not as busy and nervous as Ye Chong and Eunuch Yao. Opposite. The square and gloomy building on Tianhe Avenue has a lot of pictures of him reading seriously.

Yan Bingyun listened to Fan Xiandi's words that night, and began to read the letters and files that were hidden in the Jiage in earnest. He carefully watched it for three days and three nights before he finished reading it, and only then did he know that this was the excerpt and letter written by Ye Qingmei to His Majesty. The above is very systematic about a lot of ideas about the future of Qingguo, but these ideas are too bold, no, it should be said that it is a big rebellion!

These words are poisonous. It made Yan Bingyun feel that the fingers holding the paper began to get hot. He was shocked and didn't dare to read it carefully, so he only picked out the words about the origin of the establishment of the Supervision Yuan and read them carefully, because he knew that the Supervision Yuan was originally Fan Xian's mother. The yamen that Miss Ye created single-handedly.

Why is there a Supervisory Yuan in the world? Perhaps the answer can be found in these epistolary files. Isn't the purpose of the Supervision Yuan all for the sake of the Qing Guo and all for the sake of His Majesty? But why is there not much mention in those papers of the person on the dragon chair and the person who may sit on the dragon chair in the future?

Whether Yan Bingyun wants to see it or not. Dare not to look into it, but those not very delicate words still entered his heart like a devil, and he began to ponder and began to be in a daze. I began to feel that I was being threatened by my father that night. Forced to contain Fan Xian in the mansion. Maybe it's not necessarily a completely wrong decision, completely harmful to the Daqing court.

He walked to the window of the chamber. Looking through the glass window at a corner of the imperial city in the twilight. Squinting slightly, feeling that the red light reflected was a little dazzling, and after being slightly stunned, he pulled out a black cloth from a corner of his desk. Tear the black cloth apart again. Be careful. Carefully covered with glass windows. blocked the view of the palace. It seemed that this would make him feel more at ease.

His Majesty the Emperor of the palace was seriously injured by the assassin that day, but he luckily did not return to heaven, but sometimes fell into a coma. I wake up from time to time, and I don't know what the situation is today, but it is when His Majesty the powerful Emperor occasionally wakes up. Calmly and even somewhat indifferently issued orders to pursue one after another, in order to keep Fan idle in the territory of Qingguo, on the contrary. For those Northern Qi and Dongyi City to come to the local assassins. Those few Assassins who survived. But the court didn't care much at all.

Yan Bingyun lifted the corner of the black cloth. Squinting at the glorious Imperial City, he thought of another thing. It seems that in addition to chasing Fan Xian or finding Fan Xian's corpse. The inner court is vaguely looking for something, in His Majesty's heart. It seems that that thing is more important than Fan Xian, so what could it be?

Light snow comes and goes. There were no traces of the ground left in front of the palace a few days ago, and the blood and snow had long been cleaned, revealing the clean and neat bluestone blocks below, and the arrows flying in the sky had not left the slightest proof. There are only blue bricks on the vermilion wall of the imperial city. There are also several terrifying deep holes in the bluestone ground to the west, which show the cruelty of that day, and at the same time prove to the people of the past that the terrifying extraterrestrial blow did exist, and not just a conjecture of people's imagination.

Fan Ruoruo wore a snow-white coat and stood quietly in front of the deep palace gate under the imperial city, waiting for the forbidden army and the guards to jointly examine the waist card to enter the palace. And she knew very well that what really frightened the court was the assassination of His Majesty. It's just that this matter is still concealed within a certain range. It did not spread to the people.

Today's entry into the palace was personally decreed by His Majesty after he woke up, and the Tai Hospital personally went to Fan's Mansion to invite her. This is not just because Fan Ruoruo's inheritance from Qingshan and Fei Jie's medical skills have reached a certain level. More importantly, His Majesty the Emperor was seriously injured not by the assassins. The deadliest of all is the steel that was splattered into the flesh in the middle of the chest, and it is well known. This kind of strange treatment method is called surgery, and it seems that only Miss Fan will do it in the whole world.

On the way here. Fan Ruoruo had already learned about His Majesty's current physical condition from the mouth of the imperial doctor, and knew that His Majesty did not die under his own shot, Fan Ruoruo's heart didn't know how to feel, but it was amazing. She wasn't too disappointed, just a little confused.

She lived in the palace for five whole months. Stayed in the imperial study for five months. One could even say. She was the woman who had been by His Majesty's side for the longest time in all these years, and she knew very well what kind of person the Earth King was, who was getting older. But here's the point. This king's treatment of Fan Ruoruo is indeed different.

"Be careful after entering the palace, if you ...... Your Majesty is inconvenient for a while, if you want to stay in the palace for treatment, you have to send a message to the palace. Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, stood beside Fan Ruoruo and whispered. There was a worry between his eyebrows. Heal the Emperor. It's a terrible thing. And what's even more terrifying is that. His Majesty's injury is inseparable from Fan Xian, but Fan Ruoruo is Fan Xian's most painful biological sister.

Thinking of Fan Ruoruo being placed under house arrest in the palace a few months ago, Shizi Hongchengdi had a very strong worry in his heart.

"Hmm. Fan Ruoruo smiled slightly. The indifference and frost on his face gradually dissolved, and he bowed his head and saluted Hongcheng, and then walked towards the palace with the imperial doctor under the leadership of the guards

She has always known Li Hongcheng's intentions. I was deeply moved by this. Especially in recent days, Fan's Mansion has been searched repeatedly, whether it is Lin Wan'er's identity as the county lord or Fan Ruoruo's status in His Majesty's heart. In front of Fan Xian's big crimes, they have become things that don't need to be mentioned. At this time, after returning from Xijing Road, he served as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, Li Hongcheng. But they don't avoid suspicion at all. Very brave to sit in the Fan Mansion. suppressed those wolf-like sergeants.

If there is no Li Hongcheng, I am afraid that the life of Difan Mansion will be too difficult now.

Walking in the quiet and cold palace doorway, the footsteps sounded quietly, Fan Ruoruo lowered her head slightly, and felt that what her brother said back then was right. This life is originally a play. And it is often a ridiculous drama, His Majesty almost died under his own gun, and at this time he himself has to go and treat his wounds......

Until the moment Fan Ruoruo entered the palace, he still hadn't made up his mind how to deal with it for a while. She knew His Majesty had woken up. Fortunately, His Majesty woke up and issued a decree, so that the Fan Mansion did not suffer a catastrophe, and in terms of the crimes committed by Fan Xian, the entire Fan Mansion was afraid that it would be imprisoned. At most, Lin Wan'er, Fan Ruoruo and their children, these Liao Liao and several people will be brought into the palace.

However, His Majesty did not issue this will, which made Fan Ruoruo extremely impressed by his sister-in-law's choice not to leave Beijing that day, although no one still knew. The night before the palace change, what did Fan Xian and His Majesty the Emperor say?

What agreements were reached,

But at least Lin Wan'er should guess

to some,

At present, Kyoto is just desperately chasing Fan Xian, and it is not using the power of thunder to suppress the people sheltered by Fan Xian.

Fan's refusal to leave Beijing and return to Lanzhou undoubtedly also expresses an attitude. A test of how sincere the emperor was in fulfilling his promises.

Think of it. Fan Ruoruo admired her sister-in-law's state of mind very much, and she had a feeling of adoration for her brother Fan Xian who had already been ingrained in her heart, except for her brother in this world. Who else can force a powerful king to suppress his anger after his assassination?

The palace was close in front of her, and Fan Ruoruo gradually calmed down. She was in the Star Picking Tower that day just to help her brother escape from Kyoto. Actually, in the end. It is impossible for her to have too much resentment towards His Majesty the Emperor, after all, more than twenty years ago. The death of the poor baby, whom she had never met, was too far away from her.

The last day of the New Year came to an end. The footsteps of the twelfth year of Qingli finally fell steadily on this land, but the footsteps of the Nanqing court were still not stable, although His Majesty the Emperor was able to half-sit up and read the recital. But after all, it can't be too distracting, and He Zongwei is dead in the middle book of the door. There were also key officials in various ministries who were ruthlessly eliminated by Fan Xian. For a while, there was some chaos in the court, but fortunately, Scholar Hu fought for his life. I didn't return home for seven days and nights, and I didn't let the major affairs of the government be delayed too much.

In the shadows, the footsteps are still trampling in confusion, and Kyoto seems to have returned to normal. In fact, it is still very tightly controlled. Especially against the assassins, I never breathed a sigh of relief. The Gyeongguo court must be proud of this matter. Those who were seriously injured by His Majesty first, and then were fired by a salvo of ten thousand arrows, should still be besieged in Kyoto and live in fear, in such a large capital. But it can strictly seal the possibility of these strong people escaping. On the one hand, it is because these strong men are too seriously injured. On the other hand, it is also necessary to acknowledge the terror of the state apparatus of Gyeongguk.

Five Assassin deaths have been confirmed. The body has been transported to the palace. There are at least three unknown assassins whose names are known, namely Lord Wolf Tao, the number one master of the Northern Qi Palace, Wang Shisanlang, a young apprentice of the Sword House in Dongyi City, and the Holy Maiden Begonia Duoduo of the Northern Qi Dynasty, these three people have been almost captured several times in Kyoto. It's just that every time after paying the price of blood. only to escape from the siege in embarrassment.

As for...... Fan Xian. I didn't even notice a shadow. Yes. Fan Xian is gone, and the shadow is gone, and the Qingguo officials in charge of the culling work only discovered at this moment that the characters cultivated by the Supervision Yuan are indeed too talented in these aspects.

Still, officials remain confident. Because Lord Xiao Fan was too seriously injured. His Majesty's jade mouth sage broke that this person's meridians have been destroyed, and it is impossible to recover within a year.

On the other hand, those court officials who entered the palace every night to return to the banquet and handed over the folds to ask for the royal temperament could not help but see another scene that they had long been accustomed to but were now extremely strange. His Majesty was lying weakly in the quilt, and a woman dressed in ordinary girl's clothes served His Majesty coldly but carefully, serving His Majesty medicine and feeding him.

The woman was Miss Fan. The court officials had already been accustomed to seeing her face in the first five months, but they could not have imagined that it was only a day out. Why did he come back again? Didn't Lord Xiao Fan become a prisoner of the Assassin Monarch. Why is it that the girl of his family can still wait by His Majesty's side? What is Chief Manager Yao thinking? Isn't he worried that Miss Fan will make something bad?

Not only is Miss Yu Fan serving His Majesty in the palace every day, but Fan Mansion, which is regarded as a dead place by everyone, does not seem to have become a hell, the people in it live as usual, and Lin Wan'er, the lord of Chenjun, will enter the palace every once every three or five days. Bring your majesty some fresh food and tell you naughty jokes.

What is this called? Your Majesty wants to kill Xiao Fan, but he is afraid that he will go crazy, but he doesn't want to embarrass his wife and sister at all? This scene is too ridiculous and ridiculous. It's really a little incomprehensible,

The dull atmosphere in Kyoto was finally broken one day in early February, when Eunuch Yao received a top-secret message. That night, after a long conversation with His Majesty who was tired after being injured in the imperial study, the next day countless people from the inner court and the military were there. It quietly gathered from all sides. came to the gate of the first-class Chenghai Viscount's Mansion.

At the first moment when the morning light came out, the green shoots on the trees were still sleeping in the veneer. The gate of Yanfu was slammed open. Surrounded from all sides, the sergeants guarded all the places. And more than twenty masters jumped directly over the high courtyard wall. They seemed to know where the target was, and pounced directly on the rockery in the back garden.

Eunuch Yao held his hands and waited calmly outside the Yan Mansion, without the slightest intention of entering the Mansion to speak, this Mansion is not a simple place, not to mention how long Lord Yan Ruohai was in the Supervision Yuan back then, and to say that the young male master of the Yan Mansion is now. After all, he is also the president of the Supervisory Yuan.

This operation did not reveal any news to the Supervision Yuan, because once the noble man was really caught in the Yan Mansion. I'm afraid that Yan Bingyun can't explain it clearly.

Xiao Yan Gongzi was wearing a pajamas. With a solemn face, he looked at the sergeant who was searching around the mansion arrogantly, and the anger in his eyes grew stronger and stronger. However, his expression remained calm. At that time, Qingguo was the most successful and treacherous, and his ambition was strong, which was not comparable to ordinary people.

He did not rush to his father's dwelling behind the garden. He just stood inside the door of the bedroom, indifferently watching this happen. On the bed behind him, his wife, Miss Shen, slowly sat up. He asked in a trembling voice, "What happened?"

"Don't you know what's going on?" Yan Bingyun didn't reply, and his voice was squeezed into a cold line.

Sitting on the bed, Shen Wan'er's face changed drastically. After a while, he replied in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"

"Only my father and I know, and it was you who reminded me of this. A very bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yan Bingyun's lips. "It was true that I had failed you back then, but it's been so many years. I thought you had forgotten a long time ago, and we were husband and wife after all, but I didn't expect that you would not let my Lao Yan family be ruined, and I was still unwilling. ”

Shen Wan'er's body trembled. knew that Xianggong had seen through what he had done. Towards Yan Bingyun's back, he said sadly: "Where do I have this idea." It's just that he is a prisoner after all, if the court knows about it, how can our family escape from it? Besides, he is a powerful person, if it is said that he hid in the place by himself. I didn't find it in the house. The imperial court can also believe it. ”

"Yes, our family has a first move. But there is also the sin of asylum. Yan Bingyun's smile was so cold and bitter, "I still can't figure it out." Exactly why are you doing this. You are from Northern Qi. When did you become so loyal to my Daqing court?"

There was a noise in the courtyard of Yanfudi, but this master bedroom was so quiet. Behind Yan Bingyun, Shen Wan'er lowered her head and was silent for a long time. After all, he bravely raised his head, and his eyes were full of lingering resentment: "Why? What do you say? Don't forget, I'm always your wife, yes." That has nothing to do with you. But you dare to say that that matter has nothing to do with him Fan Xian!"

Miss Shen's voice was not very loud, but she looked extremely sad and resentful. She looked at Yan Bingyun's back and cried bitterly and said, "My father was killed by the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Immediately after that, the whole family was copied. Families are ruined...... You don't know what it means to have a broken family! My family of more than 200 people has died! My three-year-old brother has also died! Who did this?"

"This was done by the Emperor of Northern Qi. But you think I really don't know. This is all Fan Xian's idea with the woman named Begonia!" Miss Shen's eyes were full of hatred. "But what can I do? Fan Xian is your boss. It's your friend, it's your never talk. But in fact, the people I admire the most...... Can I still expect you to avenge my family's 200 or so people?"

"If he dares to flee to my land. And let me find out. I couldn't afford to miss this opportunity. Miss Shen finished speaking. Knowing that no matter how things developed, it would be impossible to save the heart of the man in front of him, he sat on the bed paralyzed, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked. Why is it that a woman who doesn't understand anything in the first place is driven by hatred. Something so bold.

Yan Bingyun's body stiffened slightly, but he didn't react, just sighed in his heart, feeling a little confused.

The rockery in the back garden has been dug up by the sergeants. However, they looked at the dusty chamber inside, at the space where no one seemed to have ever been. I couldn't help but stay where I was, and I was shocked by the sound and walked out of the house, as if I didn't know anything. Frowning, he looked at these soldiers who were in charge of culling the Qin prisoners and the masters of the inner court, and said in a cold voice: "What's going on!"

"I'm hiding in the house. But I never worried about what would happen. On the carriage, Fan Xian leaned comfortably on the cushion, although the meridians in his body were still a mess. Although at this time he is worse than a wasted man. But that didn't affect his good mood. At least it's out of Kyoto. Seeing the more vivid scenery of Kyoto's Shino, he felt happy for no reason.

When I left the land of Yanfu. He didn't know what happened, and he didn't know that Miss Shen had never forgotten the tragedy of the Shen Mansion in the capital in the Northern Qi Dynasty in the fifth year of Qingli, but he trusted Mr. Yan's ability, and the Yan father and son were both characters who had become good in the Supervision Yuan. How could he not even notice the movement in his own house.

It was still Yanfu's strong ability that finally saw an opportunity to send Fan Xian out of Kyoto. At this time, the horse-drawn carriage was walking on the road in the dim morning light among the mountains, and the driver was an official of the Supervision Yuan. But it is not an old genus that Fan Xian is familiar with. It is not the old man of the Qi Nian group, since the Yan Mansion is relieved to let this official preside over this matter. I must have enough faith in his loyalty.

"That's Lord Dean's Fortune Qitian. The official of the Supervisory Yuan who was driving said with a smile. "Otherwise, the Dean would not have found such an opportunity to send you out of Kyoto. ”

Of the two deans, the former one is naturally Fan Xian. The latter one was naturally Yan Bingyun, and after the official was silent for a moment, he suddenly spoke: "Lord Dean wants me to ask you one last word, and you promise him not to go to Northern Qi." If you don't betray the court, can you really do it. ”

"This dead ice lump ......" Fan Xian scolded with an angry smile: "I said that I naturally have to do it, and I am not the kind of old cripple who has no taboos." ”

"After you return to Beijing, help me hand over this letter to Yan Bingyun and ask him to find a way to send it to His Majesty the Emperor. Fan Xian pondered for a moment and then explained. He handed over a thin letter.

The content of the letter is very simple: I have left Kyoto. I will fulfill the content of the agreement between me and His Majesty the Emperor that night, and I also ask Your Majesty to keep the promise of the Son of Heaven that it will be difficult to follow. And I wish Your Majesty good health. Take care.

The main reason for this extra move is because of the few friends who are still locked down in Kyoto. Fan Xian is clear. His Majesty's main goal is to spend more national strength if he can escape Kyoto alive. Stir up discussion again, and leave the thirteen Lang and them in Kyoto. It doesn't make much sense.

The carriage made a few turns in the Kyoto wilderness and circled several times. Through the dense path in the mountains and several conversion points prepared by the Supervision Yuan. It took three whole days. before going to a neighboring place outside the state city of Dazhou.

Naturally, the carriage will not enter the state city, but choose to hand over here. Look at that familiar face. Fan Xian couldn't help laughing and said, "You're here." I'm so relieved. ”

rushed back to Nanqing from Beijing from Northern Qi, and had been preparing to meet Wang Qinian outside Kyoto disguised as an old man. With wrinkles on his face, he got into the car to inspect Fan Xiandi's injuries, and couldn't help but feel heavy. I'm not in the mood to laugh. Shook his head.

"What do I have to pretend to be?"

Wang Qinian took out the fat powder and floral cloth clothes from his arms. Reluctantly smiled and said: "Pretend to be an old pole and my daughter-in-law ......"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly. Nor did he make a pretentious gesture. took it directly and said, "It's much more convenient for you to pretend to be an old pole than me." ”

When he changed his clothes. Wang Qinian couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, "My lord, could it be that from the very beginning, you have already planned that you will be able to leave Kyoto?"

"I'm not a god. Plans don't always keep up with change. ”

Fan Xian smiled slightly. Then he replied, "If I can win in the palace." Naturally, there is no need to go out of Beijing again. But since I am defeated, then I must ensure that I survive. Luckily, my luck is as good as ever. ”

"I've heard it's not a place for people to go. And not many people can go. But whoever dares to go...... All dead. ”

"Who said they were all dead? Bitter Lotus is alive, and Sean is alive too. My uncle. Isn't my mother alive and well?" Fan Xiandi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was chasing the backs of those characters back then. He said softly: "It's not enough to survive, this time I was defeated in Kyoto, so I had to go to the temple to find my uncle." What other choice can I have? It's something I've thought about for a long time, and you don't have to stop me. ”]

Wang Qinian's face was a little ugly, and he said in pieces: "It's not that I want to stop you...... Who in this world dares to stop you? Anyone who dares to stop you, except Your Majesty. I'm afraid that the rest of the land will all die. Just a temple...... It's not a palace. That's where the immortals live, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find a place for decades with you. ”

"Our goal is not to toss. Fan Xian coughed twice. forcibly used his mind to control the burning sensation in the meridians in his body, and reluctantly smiled: "Don't be too afraid. ”

This in itself is something that Fan Xian has thought about. He knew more about that ethereal temple than anyone else in the world. Even faintly. He was able to capture the real background of the temple grounds, of course. It's all just speculation.

Your Majesty is so powerful. Even after that gunshot. Still survived. Woke up. Fan Xian is clear. After this battle. His Majesty will never leave the palace in person again, risking his life, and now the situation is between Fan Xian and the emperor. It was the long conversation between the father and son before they started to hold each other hostage. After all, this is a war between two people, whether it is Emperor Qing or Fan Xian. didn't want the war to extend to the world, so Fan Xian was defeated in this battle. You must find a force that is strong enough to defeat Your Majesty.

There is no way to find it in the world, so I can only look for it in heaven. Fan Xian's mood was a little heavy, he knew how noble the temple was in the hearts of the world, but he was very worried about the safety of Wuzhudi. For the sake of his meridian injuries, for many, many purposes, he had to go to the temple in a difficult way.

"How to get there?" Wang Qi pulled the reins of the horse and asked a very truthful word. Everyone in the world worships the temple, but no one knows where the temple is.

"To the north. All the way to the north. All the way north. Fan Xian said.