This section of Nanqing is very harmonious, and a new little prince has been born in the palace, which is a happy event, as for how Concubine Mei died, no one dares to talk about it at all. The stable woman who gave birth in that palace naturally died and was buried because of Concubine Mei's difficult birth, which is also a matter of course.

At present, the Daqing Imperial Court is using troops in the north, and when the country is tense, how can anyone dare to say that the three or two violate the forbidden sentence, and are not afraid of those eunuchs and ascetics in the dark to report?

However, after a few rì, Concubine Mei's affairs faded, and Kyoto was transformed into a good place with a clear moon and a clear autumn.

The war in the north is still lingering, the winter snow is coming, but the offensive of Nanqing has not weakened, all the way to the north, about to approach the Nanjing defense line that the Northern Qi people have arranged for 20 years, but it is a pity that the Shangshan Tiger who has been staying in the city of Song Guozhou, after getting the full trust of the Northern Qi Emperor, is extremely indifferent to press the troops and stick to the waist and abdomen of the Qing army's marching road, which makes the Qing ** side extremely jealous.

Shi Fei still went to the north after all, because of the tight war, Kyoto felt slightly solemn, this old general of Yanjing, who had single-handedly ambushed the northern camp, was sent to the north by His Majesty, assisting Wang Zhikun, responsible for the Northern Expedition, the famous general is like a red face, presumably when Shi Fei embarked on the journey, his heart was also full of pride and ambition.

As soon as Shi Fei went, the position of the commander of the Kyoto garrison became vacant again, and I don't know how many powerful figures in the military were attracted to the burning eyes, but His Majesty's will immediately extinguished all extravagant hopes.

Ye Wan officially got out of the staff work of the Privy Council, and in addition to the position of Martial Arts Taifu, he also took the position of commander of the Kyoto garrison. Regarding this appointment, no one dared to object, not even the slightest opinion, because Ye Wan's great achievements in the western part of the empire in the past year really fell in the eyes of the ministers and the people, and no one could suppress his prominence.

Decades ago, Ye Wan's father, Ye Chong, was at a very young age, and he served as the commander of the Kyoto garrison, and now the feng shui has taken turns, and it has turned to his son who he doesn't like, but in the eyes of outsiders, the so-called Jiangmen Huzi, a pillar stone, but so.

At noon in late autumn, the cold sunlight shone on Ye Wan's plain light armor, and the young general frowned slightly, lightly clamped the horse's belly, and walked slowly outside the Zhengyang Gate in Kyoto. His eyes narrowed slightly, constantly brushing over the people passing by, like a falcon, looking for its prey in the vast grassland.

In fact, this was just his subconscious inner truth, he didn't expect to meet that little Fan here, but he was a little eager to meet that legendary character. Although His Majesty strictly ordered that if he saw Fan Xian, he must take three steps back first, but how could Ye Wan be willing?

In the clear late autumn sky, the cold sunlight was transformed into countless straight or curved rays of light, Ye Wan's eyes narrowed even more, his slightly dark cheeks, and the corners of his eyes squeezed out a few wrinkles that did not match his age, and he was silently thinking about the conversation with His Majesty in front of the Taiji Hall in his heart, and his mood was extremely complicated.

Why did you choose to carry out the Northern Expedition in the autumn, aren't you worried about the long winter that is about to come? This is a question that the monarchs and ministers of the Northern Qi Dynasty are puzzled by, and it is also the worry of the ministers of Nanqing, but His Majesty has made a strict order, the whole world dances for it, and the war horse gallops on the road of invading the Northern Dynasty, and no one dares to ask more, the strangest thing is that he clearly knows that the timing of this war is not right, but the Privy Council under the command of Ye Chong, the Qing ** Fang Heavy Ministers who know the war best, no one chooses to advise His Majesty.

"Tens of thousands of sons and daughters went one after another, embarking on the road of no return, just to force him to show up. Ye Wan rode on the horse, bowed his head slightly, as if he wanted to avoid the sun that was not blazing, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he didn't understand why His Majesty valued Fan Xian so much, and he didn't understand whether His Majesty should have made Qingguo Erlang pay such a big price in order to trap Fan Xian.

When General Ye Wan sighed, he didn't know who he wanted to kill, the one that Emperor Qing was most worried about on this continent, had already passed through the city gate and returned to Kyoto. It's just that the city gate that those two people walked through was not Zhengyang Gate.

The midday sun was so clear at the West Castle Gate, and in the busy flow of people coming and going in Kyoto, there were two figures that were not easy to notice, one wearing an ordinary cloth coat, and the other wearing a hat.

Fan Xian, who had made some small changes, subconsciously glanced at Wuzhu beside him at the moment he stepped into Kyoto, and the wide hat blocked all the black cloth on Wuzhu's face in the shadow, and no one should find anything strange.

Many years ago, Ye Qingmei took a childish Wuzhu, Shi Shiran came to Kyoto in Qingguo like a tour, she walked through the Kyoto gate guarded by Ye Chong, beat Ye Chong into a pig's head, and then began to assist a man to start his magnificent life.

Today, Fan Xian quietly returned to Qingguo Kyoto with an indifferent Wuzhu, evaded the Zhengyang Gate guarded by Ye Wan himself, and merged into the flow of people like two ghosts, ready to start ending that man's magnificent life.

From this point to this, and from this point to end, it seems to be a perfect cycle.

............ When Fan Xian and Gotake returned to Kyoto, the war in the north was still going on, and many days had passed since Concubine Mei's death. Although he is now a rebel of Qingguo and has been stripped of his official position and power, he still has his own extremely strong intelligence channels. In an inn in Kyoto, Fan Xian closed his eyes, thinking about the cause of Concubine Mei's death, analyzing his own calculations, and his mood gradually became heavy.

In the next rì, Fan Xian disguised himself as the most common Tsing Yi guy in Kyoto, and wandered between various prefectures, streets and alleys, and tea shops, without looking for anyone he knew, because he didn't want to be shouted and killed by 10,000 people. He was just cautiously looking for something.

He was looking for the box, the heavy box. The wind and snow Tianxing assassination failed, and was besieged by the Qing army on the square in front of the palace, he heard the sound of the box ringing, and also knew that His Majesty Xià almost died under the heavy sniper.

If the box can be retrieved, maybe the next thing will be much simpler, but in whose hands will the box be? This question should have been asked to Wuzhu the most simple and clear, but now Wuzhu is just a pale and indifferent piece of paper, he doesn't remember anything, he doesn't care about anything, he just subconsciously followed Fan Xian out of the temple, and began to wander around the world outside the temple to feel and experience...... In those few years, for the safety of his family, for the tacit understanding between him and His Majesty, Fan Xian did not return to Fan's mansion, he looked for traces near the Star Picking Tower, and pondered, who would get the greatest trust of Uncle Wuzhu...... Except for oneself. However, his thinking fell into a misunderstanding, and he didn't think about the woman, so this search seemed to be so wandering, with no direction at all, and he shouted on the streets of Kyoto in late autumn.

After all, he is now the common enemy of the entire Nanqing Imperial Court, and in Kyoto, which seems to be peaceful and has no taste of war, but in fact has begun to exude a solemn atmosphere, the first task is to survive and cover his traces. He didn't even dare to contact the former subordinates of the Inspectorate, so this search seemed futile.

Today's Kyoto is not the same as Kyoto a year ago, the Supervision Yuan has become the illegitimate child raised by the second mother, swaying in the bitter wind and rain, if it weren't for the fact that His Majesty has not been completely confused, I am afraid that the courtiers have already established a new majesty and directly abolished the Supervision Yuan.

Fan Xian had always thought in the past that if he had the Three Treasures, he would go to the whole world, so no matter what kind of danger he encountered since his rebirth, he never really lost his confidence, that is, when facing Ye Liuyun's sword and Emperor Laozi's finger, he still felt that he was the most ruthless person in the world.

His three treasures are a poisonous crossbow, a poisonous dagger, and Uncle Wuzhu, but now Uncle Wuzhu has become an idiot, and the box is gone, what can he do?

............ Fan Mansion, Liuguo Mansion, Jingwang Mansion, Yan Mansion, and Prince Mansion, the Supervision Yuan on Tianhe Road, a yamen next to Dali Temple, a small mansion in the south of the city, all the places where Fan Xian may come into contact have the eyeliner of the imperial court, and several times, Fan Xian almost collided with those ascetics wearing hats, and it was dangerous.

Since I can't figure out where the box is, I don't think about it, Fan Xian is such a ruthless person now, compared to it, it is most important to determine the real physical condition and psychological state of His Majesty the Emperor.

Although there is information gathered into his hands, he doesn't believe in these very much, because the emperor in the palace, His Majesty, is best at forbearance and fraud in this life, Dadongshan is like this, many times, Fan Xian doesn't want to make mistakes, because he knows that the emperor will never give him any chance to make mistakes.

It's very strange to say, the emperor and Fan Xian can't completely sort out each other's emotions and feelings, but once they think of each other, their mood calms down, and there is only one word left!

There is no need to say to people, there is no need to tell each other, killing each other seems to have become a kind of jīng god support for the two of them to live in this world, I have to say, this is indeed a sad thing.

In order to get the most real situation in the palace, Fan Xian chose Ye Mansion after thinking about it for a long time in the inn. Ye Fu is loyal, Ye Chong is the chief envoy of the Privy Council, Ye Wan is the commander of the Kyoto garrison, His Majesty's trust is beyond measure, naturally he will not send eyeliner to monitor, and in today's world, there are few places that can stop Fan Xian's infiltration. So when Ye Ling'er, who was worried, suddenly saw a little girl in Tsing Yi appear in front of him like a ghost, her face changed drastically. However, this Jiangmen Tiger Girl, after all, is not a weak woman, she didn't make a sound, but her face sank, she directly pulled out her saber from her waist and slashed it without hesitation!

"It's me. Fan Xian opened his mouth to call, a tired smile on the corner of his lips.

"Is it you?" Ye Ling'er looked at his unfamiliar face in disbelief, unable to speak for a long time, she didn't expect that this young master was still alive, and he could really come back alive from the temple.

After some conversation, Fan Xian lowered his head tiredly, it seemed that His Majesty's body was really bad, and from the death of Concubine Mei, from the royal family's arrangement of the little prince, his heart moved slightly, and he grasped His Majesty's mind and mood very accurately.

It was a faint sense of old age, and it seemed that he had suffered heavy blows from his closest son, the courtier, and the powerful Emperor Xià, not only the physical body, but also the god jīng, had fallen into the lowest period of his life.

It's just that why did His Majesty choose to start the Northern Expedition at this time? Is it because he feels that his time is running out, so he should hurry?

In order to lay down His Majesty the Emperor on the altar, Fan Xian did not hesitate to use guns and swords to use people's hearts, tried his best to cultivate shameless thoughts in his two lives, took the world as a threat, and coerced the people to respect themselves, so that he finally succeeded in creating the current situation. His Majesty is old and has feelings, so he will naturally be weak, this is the situation he has always looked forward to seeing the most, but why does Fan Xian not have the slightest joy in his heart at this time?

Fan Xian not only didn't like it, but he was even more embarrassed, he sat in the chair in front of Ye Ling'er, with both feet on the chair, his hands on his knees, his face against his legs, thinking silently, giving people a feeling of being extremely tired.

Ye Ling'er saw his posture, and her eyes lit up slightly, and then quickly turned into a rich sadness, because she remembered someone, maybe it was because she remembered someone, so she didn't ask Fan Xian where the other person was now.

............ The sun gradually shifted to the west, and a twilight was reflected in the Ye Mansion. Ye Wan stepped into the back garden with a calm face, I don't know if it was because of the tension in the north, or because the whole of Kyoto was preparing for the return of that person, the palace did not strictly order him to return to the camp from Beijing, but His Majesty left a message and asked him to follow the ya.

Father Ye Zhong should still be in the Privy Council to analyze the military newspaper and formulate a strategy, but I am afraid that he will have to stay up all night. Ye Wan did not have the slightest envy and resentment, because now he knows better than anyone else that although the Northern Expedition has broken out this time, it is impossible to end it in a short time, because there is another extremely important purpose of the Northern Expedition that has not been achieved.

It is precisely because Ye Zhong is not in the mansion that Ye Wan's steps seem to be brisker, his relationship with his father has always been very poor, otherwise he would not have stayed in Nanzhao for so many years, and even the people of Kyoto almost forgot his cunning.

However, the relationship between Ye Wan and Ye Ling'er is very good, and the brother and sister may not have seen each other for many years, but they seem to be very close.

Ye Wan was going to go to the back garden to take a look at his sister, so he didn't bring any subordinate guards, but as soon as he entered the back garden, the first thing he saw was not his sister's figure, but a young man in Tsing Yi.

The young man in Tsing Yi bent up, bowed humbly, and prepared to leave.

Ye Wan's eyes narrowed, because the moment he entered the garden, he had already noticed that this seemingly ordinary and surprising young guy in Tsing Yi had a problem with the orientation of his two feet.

This is an extremely subtle place, the two feet of the little guy in Tsing Yi seem to be random, but in fact, Ye Wan is clear, as long as this person's hind feet are lucky, the whole person can get up lightly. Of course, this is also the ability that only masters of their level can have.

Is he too much?Ye Wan's squinting eyes gradually condensed, he looked at the back of the young man in Tsing Yi who passed by, and suddenly asked, "Why did you come back?"

The figure of the little man in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned, slowly stopped, and then turned around unusually calmly, looked at the young master of the Ye Mansion, and asked with great interest: "Ye Wan? This can also be seen through by you, although it is because of my carelessness, but you really ...... Not bad. ”

............ When Fan Xian met Ye Wan unexpectedly in Ye Mansion, Wuzhu, who entered Beijing with him, was strolling around Kyoto wearing that big hat. Regarding today's Wuzhu, Fan Xian no longer knows what words to use to describe his feelings of frustration. This peerless powerhouse, a forever fifteen-year-old boy covered in a black cloth, has not only lost his memory, but even a lot of knowledge about survival in the world.

Fan Xian stayed in Kyoto for many days, and Wuzhu stayed by the inn window for many days, although the black cloth covered his eyes, Fan Xian always felt as if he could see the eager and curious gaze in his eyes.

Wuzhu still didn't speak, still silent, like a walking pale machine, just subconsciously following Fan Xian's footsteps. Fortunately, what Fan Xian is best at in this life is dealing with idiot children, Dabao was coaxed by him very well, and Wuzhu is no exception, there are no major problems along the way.

It's just that the shell that seems to have lost its soul always makes Fan Xian's heart ache uncontrollably. So later, he no longer stopped Wuzhu from wandering out of the inn, and to be honest, he couldn't stop it, as long as Wuzhu could finally remember the way back to the inn. Fan Xian didn't worry about Wuzhu's safety, because in his opinion, no one could hurt him at all in this world.

However, Fan Xian seems to have forgotten that the current Wuzhu is just like an ignorant and curious child, and what is even more troublesome is that Wuzhu's brain has no possibility of harming humans at all.

Therefore, the black cloth of Gotake seems to be comfortable in Kyoto, but in fact it is dangerous. He didn't make a move, he didn't care, he just looked through the black cloth, looking at this strange but familiar city.

Wuzhu walked among the pedestrians in the streets and alleys, looked at the sugar gourds curiously, listened to the people in the tea shop, and enthusiastically discussed the war situation in the north. However, he walked through the long alleys, walked through the Tianhe River, and came to the edge of the palace square.

He tilted his head curiously, looking at the main entrance of the glorious palace through the black cloth, and for some reason, an irrepressible boredom arose in his cold heart.

A small stone fell on him, and then a lot of stones came at him, and the urchin boy in Kyoto had no idea that this man in the hat was the most dangerous being in the world, and he desperately smashed it with the stone.

"Shame on the fool! Shame on the fool!"

............ Wuzhu did not move, letting the children throw stones, he looked at the main gate of the palace, and suddenly said to himself: "This place seems to be called the noon gate, which is used to kill people." ”

This is the second sentence that Wuzhu said after leaving the temple, there is no listener, he only remembers that this place used to be called the noon gate, and many people died here, it was a very distant story.