Fan Xian led Fan Sizhen out of the door of the bookstore, suddenly thought of something, turned around and said to Shopkeeper Ye very sincerely: "What I said a few days ago, please arrange it, I don't want too many people to know." ”

Although the shopkeeper Ye didn't understand why this young proprietor was interested in those people who had died after the catastrophe in Qingyutang, he still nodded and agreed, their seventeen big shopkeepers have long been accustomed to life in Kyoto over the years, and with the work of various palaces, although they can't do their own business, their lives are still rich.

Fan Sizhen asked curiously, "Big brother, what are you arranged?"

"Do you know what Qingyutang is?"

"Of course I do. This Ye shopkeeper was invited back by Fan Sizhen for a big price, of course he knew it, and said leisurely: "This is the shopkeeper of the Ye family back then, if I can do business and have such a group of capable people under my hands, how good it would be." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, and felt more and more that he was not too careful in his usual life, it seems that the word Ye family has long become an old thing in the pile of yellow paper, and people in Kyoto no longer regard it as some kind of taboo. got into the carriage that came to pick him up, and found that Ruoruo was also waiting in the carriage, Fan Xian blamed himself and said, "I knew you were coming, we should have come out earlier." Fan Sizhen looked at her sister, scared for no reason, and explained: "I'm just coming to see, this business has nothing to do with me, don't sue my father." ”

Hearing this, Fan Ruoruo's indifferent face flashed a smile, and said, "It's all a family, who is willing to let you go to the board?"

The hustle and bustle of the Higashikawa Road changed to Ningning at this time, and the carriage of the Fan Mansion clattered towards the East Castle of Kyoto, where the three young men and girls in the carriage were home. As the sun sets, the shadow of the carriage glides forward between the stone slabs on the street, bouncing up with the slight undulations of the stone slabs, as if trying desperately to break free from the coolness of the stone slabs and plunge into the fiery red twilight.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――― is still the same old saying, Fan Xian feels that the current family life is still quite happy, happiness is such a thing, since he has already grabbed a few hairs in his hands, he has to hold on a little tightly. Therefore, for the assassination of himself, Sinan Bofan Jian was confined to the identity of the official, and he couldn't find out the real truth, so he had to endure it for the time being. However, Fan Xian is currently a carefree person, so he has no scruples.

In order to accomplish his three goals after being reborn, he could not accept that he was in an unsafe environment. The United Nations in the previous life once said that people should have freedom from fear, although Fan Xian does not understand politics, but he thought to himself, even if Lao Tzu wears it, there must be human rights, right?

Wang Qinian sat at the table with a gray face, this house was rented with a silver ticket given by Lord Fan before leaving Beijing, the location is very inconspicuous, no one should notice here.

Fan Xian hurriedly pushed the tea over and said, "It's hard work." ”

Seeing him use honorifics, Wang Qinian didn't dare to take it seriously, and hurriedly reported this mission: "As expected, when the manager and his party returned to Beijing, they met someone intercepting them on the way. However, the courtyard was already on guard, and the enemy was defeated in one fell swoop. According to the orders of the lord, after coming out of Cangzhou City, his subordinates have been following the team in the courtyard, and those who intercepted the horses disguised themselves as horse thieves, but judging by their advance and retreat, they should be the army. ”

Fan Xian was startled, thinking about how to involve the military, and asked carefully: "Is it the state army or what?"

"It's not very clear. Wang Qinian thought for a while, and then said: "According to the order of the adult, I just followed all the way, and finally found that the leading school official had fled to Wuzhou. ”

"Wuzhou?"

"Yes, that night the school officer met with the Wuzhou Army. Wang Qinian suddenly thought that there were some things that had to be explained, and hurriedly said: "Actually, there were other people who were following with his subordinates at that time. ”

"Who?"

"Zong Chase. ”

Fan Xian suddenly realized: "It's that you once said that Zong Chai, who was as famous as you back then, didn't you say that he had been with Master Chen?" He suddenly understood, it seemed that like himself, the Supervision Yuan was also using the manager to track down the clues behind the scenes.

"yes. On that day, I saw Dean Chen's carriage from a distance, and the black cavalry was also there, otherwise it would be impossible to resist the cavalry that came. Wang Qinian was a little embarrassed and asked, "Master Fan, since the courtyard is already investigating, do we still want to continue?"

"Well, don't rush to talk about that yet. Which one of the people in Wuzhou is the subordinate of the court?"

"The other party is very careful. The soldier's surname is Fang Xiu, but he has no background, but he is a distant relative of General Fang of the City Patrol Division. ”

Fan Xian frowned and thought, the City Patrol Division must have played a disgraceful role in this matter, but how should he dig back? Or should he really dig back? If too many big people are involved, I am afraid that it will be difficult for things to end, and I am afraid that I will be forced to play another role again after being promoted by the imperial court as a positive and heroic figure.

He took a deep breath, his lips turned a little white, and asked softly, "When will the manager arrive?"

"Tomorrow. Wang Qinian glanced at him, and suddenly said: "Lord Dean will also return to Beijing tomorrow, Lord Fan, do you want to ask the President first, and then we will ask for the arraignment of the manager." ”

"Where's Lord Fei?"

"Doesn't seem to be. ”

Hearing that Fei T did not return to Beijing, Fan Xian was a little disappointed, but when he thought that Chen Pingping was about to return to Beijing, he was shocked for no reason - the Supervision Yuan was set up by his mother, although after so many years, people's hearts will always change. But the scene he saw when he was first reincarnated in this world, and the careful teaching of Teacher Fei Jie to himself later, made Fan Xian very sure that the Supervision Yuan was not an enemy, not a friend, but a ...... Own.

He felt like a motherless child who was being bullied, and suddenly a large group of uncles from the five big and three thick came to help fight, and the little guy wiped the dirty tears on his face while thinking: Fuck your mother, in the future, in Kyoto, who will dare to bully me?

At this time, Wang Qinian suddenly smiled and said, "Congratulations, my lord." It seems that even he, who has just returned to Beijing, knows the news that Fan Xian has been appointed as the assistant of Taichang Temple, but most people don't know which one in the palace he will marry. Fan Xian smiled helplessly and didn't say anything.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― there is a saying circulating in the officialdom of Qingguo: "There is nothing in the world that the Supervision Yuan can't find, even if it's the silver you hide in the night pot." Fan Xian also believes this, although his father's subordinates have not found any clues, but if there is anyone in this world who can find out, it must be the person named Chen Pingping. For the sake of safety, Fan Xian asked Wang Qinian to temporarily stop his activities, and just asked him to arrange some manpower to keep up with every move in the courtyard.

When President Chen returned to Beijing, the entire officialdom reacted. I heard that Lord Chen Pingping returned to Beijing on the night, and was urgently summoned into the palace by His Majesty, and talked for a long night before letting Lord Chen, who was already a little aggrieved, return home. The civil and military officials are envious of Lord Chen's undiminished affection in His Majesty's heart, but on the other hand, they slander this old man for being sick from work earlier, so let's get old.

While the dean was in the palace, the actions of the Supervisory Yuan were proceeding in an orderly manner. That night, a large group of officials from the Supervision Yuan murderously broke into the yamen of the city patrol department and began to carry out the raid, while the other team went straight to the mansion of the general in the south of the city.

............ On the tall tree outside the General's Mansion, Fan Xian firmly grasped the branches with both hands, and the true qi in the whole body flowed slowly, silently hidden in the hidden leaves, and his eyes looked coldly at the chaos in the mansion.

It didn't take long for the operation to end.

The disillusioned officials of the Supervision Yuan retreated from the backyard, bringing a disappointing result: Fang Daren, the general of the City Patrol Division, committed suicide in fear of crime, and died hanging from a beam just half an hour before the arrival of the Supervision Yuan.

Fan Xian sighed, and after everyone dispersed, he slipped down from the tree. Walking on the quiet night street, he was still thinking about this in his heart. Fang Daren is a military general, even if the collusion with the Northern Qi assassination was exposed and he chose to commit suicide, drawing a sword and killing himself seems to be more in line with the martial artist's character, and the resentment of the death palace who died by hanging from the beam is too strong, but I am afraid that it is not his willingness.

As soon as his mind moved, he couldn't press it anymore, so he directly searched for the address left by Wang Qinian. The Wang family is in an ordinary alley in the south of the city, and at night the old men and children are lying outside to sip tea, but the little daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law of the family are all locked up. Fan Xian walked down the curb unnoticed, found the right place, and disappeared into the dark corner of the alley in a flash.

Although Wang Qinian is a low-level official, he is a person in the supervision courtyard after all, and the reason why he seems extremely poor after leaving office some times ago is because all his savings were used to buy this small courtyard.

When Fan Xian entered the courtyard, Wang Qinian was looking at his son with a loving face, holding a big pu fan in one hand, listening to the abnormal movement, he turned his head very much, but he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Fan Gongzi's clean and beautiful face.

"Shhhh

Wang Qinian didn't expect that he would report to this young adult during the day, and the other party would immediately come again, and asked with a fox on his face: "My lord, what happened?"

Fan Xian told him about Fang Shen's suicide just now. Wang Qinian frowned and said: "The other party is really fast, and it will be a little difficult to do now." ”

"You take me to the prison, I want to see the manager. Fan Xian said.

"The hospital is investigating, will it cause any misunderstanding if we interfere at this time?" Wang Qinian was much more thoughtful than Fan Xian.

Fan Xian thought for a while, and said helplessly: "Lord Chen has been summoned into the palace, I am afraid that there will be any accidents in the prison." ”

Wang Qinian thought that he really had to hurry up, and said respectfully: "My lord, it's better not to get your hands on these things, let the lower officials deal with it." ”

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "Let's go together." "To be honest, he's always been curious about the prison of the Inspectorate, and of course, about the lady who is in charge.

It's already night in Kyoto, and a large area of inky black is dotted with some light, and the banks of the Liujing River are the most prosperous, followed by the tile alleys. And the darkest place in the ink is the Supervision Yuan. That night, Wang Qinian led a mysterious person wrapped in a gray robe into the prison of the Supervision Yuan.