The carriage stopped at the gate of the Supervision Yuan, Fan Xian got out of the car and walked directly to the courtyard, smiling and greeting the officials he met along the way, this was the first time he came to the courtyard after the "rumor chaos", so he found that the eyes of the officials in the courtyard were normally blazing.

In fact, many lower-level officials don't know who Ye Qingmei is, but looking at those few lines of glittering words every day, the name below that looks down on the world's eyebrows, after a long time, will always give birth to some family-like familiarity and intimacy.

And under Chen Pingping's intentional or unintentional connivance and propaganda, the leaders of the Eight Divisions, the old guys of Zongchai, began to preach to their subordinates what kind of businessman the Ye family was back then, and what the Ye family had done for the Supervision Yuan, and finally raised this theoretical height to - without the Ye family, there would be no Supervision Yuan.

After all, the Ye family fell because of the crime of rebellion, so at first listening to the superiors boasting about the Ye family, the officials of the Supervision Yuan couldn't help but feel worried, but they found that the imperial court did not seem to be taboo against this, and Fan Tisi's other identity was also very interesting - so everyone began to be interested in knowing some details of the year.

After a few brainwashings, the staff in the courtyard felt very cordial to the Ye family back then, and they felt like the military and civilians, and now they know that Fan Tisi is the biological son of the name on the stone tablet, and then look at Fan Tisi's gaze, compared with the usual respect, there is a little more real fear and affection.

It's no wonder that the old dean will preside over the fact that this seemingly weak boy brother will take over the supervision of the Yuan in the future.

Qingguo people, regardless of the government and the people, actually still pay attention to a matter of course, now Fan Xian has gradually shown his strength and enough wisdom in the affairs of the hospital, and has the identity of the descendants of the Ye family who cannot be declared but is known to everyone, which will be of considerable help to him to control the Supervision Yuan, at least the doubts of the internal people have basically been eliminated.

Fan Xian didn't have time to take this opportunity today, to ambush the thousands of officials in the courtyard, he hurriedly walked to the large piece of lawn surrounded by the square building, now rì winter snow has been left, chūn fashion is far away, the tall trees are miserable and unclothed, the shallow pond is frozen like a mirror, and the fish inside are afraid that they will die long ago.

Chen Pingping sat in a wheelchair surrounded by thick fur, listening to the crying and tactful singing around her, her eyes slightly closed, and her right hand gently tapping the beat on the handle of the wheelchair.

This scene easily reminds Fan Xian of a certain world, and there are also some old men who like to sit on shabby rattan chairs, the afternoon sun sneaks into the alley, and the old Shanghai records are playing on the ancient gramophone, and Yao Li or Bai Hong's soft but elastic singing voice is entangled with a little sunshine.................. But the problem is that Chen Pingping is not Li Jinguang, and he doesn't listen to a gramophone, and the level of the old man is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Fan Xian didn't have time to appreciate the old cripple with the feudal petty bourgeoisie, and looked at the Sangwen girl who was standing under the dead tree and singing a little song in the big winter, the girl's face was a little red from the cold, but her voice didn't tremble much, I don't know if she is used to singing in the cold weather these days, or if her singing skills are really amazing.

"Tyrannical creatures. Fan Xian waved his hand to stop Sang Wen, and said with a smile: "I invited Miss Sang to the hospital to borrow her ability, not to let her sing a tune for you." ”

Chen Pingping opened her eyes and said with a smile: "The division of labor is different, but they all serve the imperial court, if Miss Sang can make me happy and live for two more years, it will be much stronger than following you." ”

Fan Xian's heart moved, knowing what Chen Pingping meant, it seemed that he also knew that his body couldn't drag on for too long.

"I'm leaving soon. He gently patted the back of Chen Pingping's wrinkled and dry hand, "I want to take Sang Wen away, and Baoyuelou will go to Jiangnan." ”

"Chūn day, let's go again. Chen Pingping sighed and said: "All the way with the Third Highness, it's good to have a response." ”

Fan Xian was annoyed, how could he almost forget the third child's thing.

Sang Wen was blessed in a proper manner, and then left with Su Wenmao and the others, leaving space for the two powerful ministers of the Supervision Yuan, old and young, to speak.

Far away, I couldn't hear what Chen Pingping and Fan Xian were saying, I just looked at Fan Xian half-squatting on the ground, his face seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and Chen Pingping laughed again after being silent for a while, and gently patted the top of Fan Xian's head, as if comforting him.

............ "Let's go." Fan Xian said to Su Wenmao, and then glanced at Sang Wen beside him. Sang Wen was the one who rescued Baoyue Lou with his own hands, and was directly transferred to the Supervision Yuan, and he can be regarded as a person he can trust, but these rì recently, Sang Wen basically has no chance to follow him, but is responsible for singing small songs to Chen Pingping every day.

"How is Miss Sang doing lately?" Fan Xian asked.

Sang Wen smiled gently, his slightly chubby cheeks looked very happy, and his slightly big mouth was not too dazzling, and he said in harmony: "There is nothing to do every day, just sing some small songs to the boss, very relaxed." ”

"Good. Fan Xian smiled and said: "According to the dean's meaning, you will go to Jiangnan in a few months, this rì is ......."

He paused suddenly, and said in a harmonious voice, "You are by the dean's side, make him happier." ”

―――――――――――――――――――― carriage stopped at the gate of the Supervision Yuan, ready to go in the direction of Twenty-Eight Miles. The emperor's time for Fan Xian to leave Beijing was too close and too little, so Fan Xian was a little caught off guard for a while, and there were many things that had to be arranged before leaving Beijing, and they had to be done within these few days, so he was extremely busy today.

Gundam and the other three tiger guards were still not on the carriage, and Fan Xian always didn't trust these personal bodyguards enough.

Fan Xian waited for a while, Su Wenmao got into the car, rubbed his somewhat reddened hands, and said in a low voice: "The archives of the palace gate have been transferred in the three places, and Gonggong Yao went to the suburbs of Beijing, and this matter is not kept secret, so the palace did not order the court to sell the files." ”

"What is Lao Yao doing in the suburbs of Beijing?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

Su Wenmao put his palm across his throat and compared a throat-cutting hand gesture: "The little eunuch in the assassins of the Hanging Temple last time...... The adoptive parents were in a village on the outskirts of Beijing, and Father-in-law Yao went to deal with this matter and took the guards away. ”

Fan Xian frowned, and only after a while did he sigh and say, "Assassinating the Holy Master, that little eunuch didn't think about the consequences, didn't think about it...... Whether he succeeds or not, the relatives in the village are afraid that they will all die cleanly. ”

The carriage moved slowly.

Su Wenmao looked at Lord Tisi's face and was a little hesitant, he didn't understand why, assassination is a big crime of rebellion, this time the palace has already accused the scope of Zhulian, and the nine clans without Zhulian little eunuchs are already considered benevolent.

"Your Excellency is kind, but you can't let go of such things. Su Wenmao explained: "It's just a few dozen people who died. ”

Fan Xian is not a pretentious person, and the discomfort in his heart has another reason, and he said: "I just hate that little eunuch just for revenge, but I don't care about the kindness of my adoptive father and adoptive mother." ”

Su Wenmao was surprised, and said after a while: "To say something rebellious, the revenge of killing his father is not shared, and the little eunuch should naturally be cut by a thousand knives, and his bones should be scattered, but no one thinks it is surprising that he chose this way." ”

Fan Xian was silent, sneering in his heart, Qingguo started from the emperor, and paid attention to ruling the world with filial piety. A look of disgust appeared between his eyebrows, but he couldn't say this to anyone around him, and he thought in his heart that the little eunuch had given up the hard work of his adoptive parents in order to avenge his father's revenge, and put his adoptive parents to death, and felt that he should take it for granted.

―――――――――――――――――――――――― twenty-eight miles to the slope, the carriage went along the long street, and the bright doors of the varnish painted shops on the side of the street seemed to welcome Fan Xian's arrival. Before the car arrived at Qingyu Hall, Su Wenmao had not had time to hand over the prayer post, but he heard a few squeaks, and this huge courtyard, the middle gate that had not been opened for a long time, opened without any scruples, to welcome someone's arrival.

The seventeen shopkeepers of Qingyutang were not in their own huts, nor did they settle accounts in the palaces, but stood at the door to greet them, and when they saw Fan Tisi get out of the car, these seventeen people knelt on the ground and made a big salute.

Fan Xian hurriedly asked these shopkeepers to get up, glanced at the acquaintance who was ranked seventh, and nodded with a smile.

The shopkeeper Ye is nearly half a hundred this year, his eyebrows and eyes are supple, he knows that there is no place to talk outside the door, and he doesn't know how this young master dares to come in broad daylight - but he still maintains his due calm, takes his hand down, invites Fan Xian to sit down, and another person goes to greet the people next to him. It's just that the three of them shook their heads, loyal to His Majesty's strict orders, and never separated from Fan Xian.

Fan Xian signaled Ye Da with his gaze that he was okay, and then entered the central hall, and after taking his seat, he ordered the three of Gundam to guard outside the door.

At this time, there were no outsiders in the hall, and the seventeen shopkeepers were a little cowering, a little scared, and a little excited. Now it is rumored outside that the young official in front of him is a descendant of the Ye family...... Oh my God, if this is true, then Fan Tisi must have something important to say when he came here today. It's just that Fan Xian is sitting on the top at this time, if he refuses to admit his identity, the shopkeepers in this Qingyu Hall don't have the courage to hug their thighs and cry seriously.

Fortunately, Fan Xian did not allow this silence to last too long, and after a little silence, he said: "An Zhijin came here for the incident a year and a half ago. ”

Ye Da's shopkeeper didn't expect that Lord Xiao Fan was talking about this, and he was a little surprised, and looked at the other party in a slight daze.

Fan Xian explained with a smile: "Back then, I had the intention to let my younger brother Si Zhe worship under the door of the big shopkeeper, but the big shopkeeper was busy, so I kept looking at the notice and asked my second brother to carry bacon to the door. Now that my younger brother has not yet become an adult, he does not know where he is missing, so there is no need to mention this matter. But the big shopkeeper, you don't have to say another thing that you said at the beginning, you have forgotten it. ”

How can Ye Da forget?

When Fan Xian secretly broke his own rì, he wanted to take charge of the inner library, and came to seek the help of Qingyutang, and promised himself the possibility of these people going out of Beijing. Fan Xian's mention made the deacons in the entire Qingyu Hall quite excited, if they could get out of Kyoto and get close to the property left by the young lady back then, of course these shopkeepers were happy, but they had always been intimidated by the emperor's prestige, and they didn't dare to judge whether Fan Xian had the ability to say that the palace was moving, the most important thing was that they didn't know what Fan Xian's purpose was and what thoughts he had, so they didn't take the initiative to give Fan Xian an explanation afterwards.

But who knew that the changes in the situation were so wonderful, first of all, Fan Xian suddenly rose in this year and a half and became the most popular young minister in Qingguo, and his control of the inner library has become an ironclad thing...... Now there are rumors that he is the son of the young lady.

If this matter is true, then the reason why Fan Xian gathered Qingyutang is very obvious.

The shopkeeper Ye coughed twice, and said with a solemn expression: "My lord, we people are naturally very willing...... I just don't know if it's allowed in the palace. Now he no longer doubts Fan Xian's mind, but he still doubts Fan Xian's ability.

Fan Xian laughed and nodded.

............ There was a buzz in the hall, and the seventeen shopkeepers who were old and serious showed shock and endless joy on their faces, since the fall of the Ye family, they had been placed under house arrest in Kyoto, and they couldn't leave, and they suddenly heard such good news, where could they hold themselves.

Fan Xian took a sip of tea, looking at the innocent smiles of these forty or fifty-year-old shopkeepers like children, and a very sincere smile appeared on his face. These people were trapped in Kyoto because of their mothers, who were in the prime of their lives, and it is very glad that they can do something for them.

"Naturally, you can't go all of them. Fan Xian advised: "The family members should also stay in Beijing." The shopkeepers who were crying with joy were stunned, and then listened to him continue: "After going to Jiangnan, let's take your turn, just take a vacation, what do you think?"

Only then did everyone know that Master Xiao Fan was telling a naughty joke, and after being shocked, they laughed out loud.

Fan Xian gave a few more words, encouraging everyone to think carefully about the holy grace and contribute to the court, and other nonsense, this nonsense was naturally said to the tiger guard outside the door, and then he said softly: "The seven-leaf shopkeeper is going to trouble going with me this time, as for the rest, please discuss it yourself...... However, you have to keep an older one in Kyoto. ”

Qiye was standing beside him at this time, frowning and asking.

Fan Xian smiled: "There will be no one in Baoyue Tower soon, you have to take care of it for me, so I have to ask an old and virtuous person to preside over it." ”

It was another cold joke, but the shopkeepers only smiled bitterly and responded to the situation, and after a long time, the laughter finally subsided, but there was no reason for some faint feelings in the hall.

In fact, the shopkeepers didn't listen carefully to what Fan Xian said, but just looked at his appearance seriously, trying to find some familiar places from above. Fan Xian came today, although he didn't say it, but what he did has already explained too much, including Ye Da's shopkeeper, he has long believed that the other party is really the descendant of the Ye family.

In the silence, Ye Da shopkeeper was in front of him, and the other thirteen shopkeepers stood behind him in two columns, facing Fan Xian, who was sitting in the middle, with a flick of his placket, and knelt down neatly.

"Follow the young master's orders. ”