Fan Xian's eyes narrowed slightly. Pupils are miniaturized. Then he stood up very directly in front of the greenhouse. Straighten your waist and quietly look at the clouds that are singing loudly and loudly.

At this time, the people around the sword house were all kneeling. Even if it's a member of the Qingguo mission. He also knelt down very sincerely in front of the coffin of the great master of Si Gu Jian, and this was before he came. His Majesty the Emperor of Qingguo personally approved the subtle etiquette, and no one had the slightest problem.

So Fan Xian stood up. It was particularly dazzling, there were thousands of people inside and out, and only he and Yun Zhilan were standing in front of the black coffin.

Fan Xian is reluctant to kneel in this life, except for the parents of heaven and earth, every time he kneels to the emperor Lao Tzu in the court, his mood is not very happy. Today I am willing to kneel with my heart. It is to respect the strong and the deceased. However, Yun Zhilan's last words shocked him, and also turned the faint respect in his heart for the four sword lands into faint anger.

Everyone heard the last words of the Sigu Sword relayed by Yun Zhilan. This is the thirteenth son of Jianlu kneeling in front of the bed and hearing the words at the same time. Yun Zhilan will not be fake. didn't dare to fake, so everyone turned their eyes to Lord Xiao Fan, who had already stood up.

Native of Dongyi?

Teach swordsmanship?

Is it really bigwood?

Presiding over the opening?

Countless pairs of shocked and puzzled eyes hit Fan Xiandi in an interesting way. But it didn't make his lichen tremble in the slightest. He just looked at Yun Zhilan quietly. It seems that he wants to tell whether this sentence is his own auditory hallucination. Or whatever.

Four pieces of information are revealed in a simple sentence. The four Sigu swords want to announce the information of the world, people and the earth.

Fan Xian's mother is Ye Qingmei, although Ye Qingmei helped Qingguo rise in the world. But she should be regarded as a native of Dongyi City after all. This. And it's no secret. As for teaching swordsmanship in person. Since Si Gu Jiandi's last words said so, everyone naturally believed it. A great grandmaster was originally qualified to teach Xiao Fan the true meaning of the Sigu Sword. And as for the evaluation of the real big material. Everyone also thinks that Xiao Fan is worthy of it.

The problem is that there is a vague flavor in these messages, a taste of intimacy. A kind of taste that wants to send Fan Xiansheng to Dongyi City.

Matrilineal refers to blood kinship, giving the sword is the righteousness of master and apprentice, and Dacai is Dongyi City's recognition of Fan Xian.

As for the end, let Fan Xian preside over the opening of the house. is the most important thing.

Jianlu has been around for decades. There is really a ceremony to open the house and accept apprentices, but it is only in the early twenties, and every time the person who presides over the opening ceremony is none other than Si Gu Jian himself.

Except for the three years of serious injuries and death. Sigu Jian attaches great importance to the opening ceremony of the Sword House. This also creates a default in the world.

Whoever presides over the opening of the house. It must be the master of the sword house.

Looking at the sword's last words, Fan Xian opened the house. Naturally, this is the place where countless masters are hidden. The sword house of the three generations of disciples was handed over to him.

This is indeed what Fan Xian did not expect. In these two days. He's been thinking about it all the time. In what way can you really use the twelve swords except Yun Zhilan for your own use, Thirteen Lang doesn't have to think about it, this young man's temperament has already been figured out by him, so what about the rest of the sword masters?

Didn't think of it. Si Gu Jian had thought about this problem for him in advance and solved this problem. It's just the solution to this problem, but Fan Xian was stunned all of a sudden.

Three messages, one posthumous message. The sword is in his own hands. From now on, speaking the local language by yourself will be the same as when the sword was talking about the local language. A mountain gate is now in his own hands. It seems like a wonderful thing. But Fan Xian knew that behind the wonderful thing was actually the fierceness hidden by the sword.

It's a needle. A needle was pierced between Fan Xian and Emperor Lao Tzu. As a Qingchen. But he became the owner of the sword house. What would the emperor think in his heart, no matter how much the emperor trusted Fan Xian. But can you watch Fan Xian's power in his hands grow bigger and bigger, especially when Dongyi City shows such closeness and loyalty to Fan Xian!

Even if the emperor's mind is like the sea, and his self-confidence is like the sun and the moon. I don't care about anything at all. But what about emotions? Human beings are controlled by emotions. The Emperor certainly did not like his bastard to be too bright, even about to shine brighter than himself.

There can only be one sun in the sky.

Fan Xian stared at Yun Zhilan's lips, and only then did he know. It turned out that before he died, Sigu Jian finally shook himself and dug a pit to make himself jump.

Yun Zhilan didn't seem to notice his gaze at all. Naturally and smoothly, he finished all the last words of the Sigu Sword. Then he walked up to Fan Xiandi, saluted respectfully, and said, "Please." ”

What please? Please take a seat, please and then please? A sneer appeared on the corner of Fan Xian's lips. Out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously glanced down at the field, and at this time, everyone in the field had already gotten up. But still with that stunned expression. Staring at everything that happened in front of the black coffin.

Fan Xian glanced at the mission officials. Especially the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites sensed his gaze, frowned and thought for a long time, and then nodded slowly.

The exchange of ideas between the two adults within the Qingguo Mission had ended here, and this waiter of the Ministry of Rites naturally knew what Lord Xiao Fan was worried about. It's just that Dongyi City is about to be surrendered. He didn't want to affect the overall situation because of this incident. Qingren's ambition for opening the border and expanding the land is too strong, so that this squire thinks. His Majesty will not be angry because Lord Xiao Fan accepted the position of the master of the Sword House without authorization.

Fan Xian thought silently for a long time. Evaluate the pros and cons of this in my mind. Especially after guessing that Emperor Lao Tzu knew about it. How will it react?

Yun Zhilan is not in a hurry. looked at him with a hint of mockery. Waiting for his response.

Fan Xian knew what the other party was mocking, just like what his father said. I did show some of the first rats at both ends. Not very neat, just ...... How do these people know, those who want to do great things? It is necessary to be cautious, let alone facing the unfathomable emperor Lao Tzu.

In the end, Fan Xian took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Lingshi would die, but he still refused to let me go." ”

"Since I want to help Lord Xiao Fan make immortal contributions. The disciples of Jianlu naturally had to be put into the adult's account. Yun Zhilan didn't seem to be able to hear the harshness in his words, and said, "It's not too early. Please take the sword. Then go to the opening of the house. ”

Fan Xian didn't move, and suddenly asked, "After the opening of the house." The three generations of disciples of Jianlu will all obey my orders?"

"Not bad. ”

"What about you?" He looked into the clouds. He smiled and said, "If I asked you to dig up 36,000 earthworms, would you agree?"

Digging earthworms is an interesting passage in another story in another world, and Yun Zhilan has not heard of it. But that didn't prevent him from answering extremely quickly, and it was obvious that both the dead Sigu Sword and the current place were him. I have been fully prepared for this question of Fan Xiandi.

"I am now the lord of Dongyi City. Since he is an official, he has come out of nowhere. Yun Zhilan sighed. There was no sense of confusion in the words. "Now I'm no longer a member of the Sword House. Adults can't control my land. ”

"I see. Fan Xian secretly thought that looking around at the sword was really not completely at ease with himself. It is also necessary to single out the most difficult ground cloud Lan. After a pause, he replied with a slightly mocking smile and said, "But don't forget. Your position as the lord of Dongyi City. I also need the imperial seal of His Majesty the Emperor Daqing, if Your Majesty doesn't like you, you can't do it. ”

Yun Zhilan's complexion remained unchanged. Ying said: "I think Lord Xiao Fan should make this come true." ”

The two of them spoke in very low voices, and stood alone in front of the black coffin. No one else could hear it, and Fan Xian understood that his words were to see if he was willing to cooperate or even form an alliance with the forces of Dongyi City. Or return to the status of a pure minister of Qingguodi.

This hand that suddenly appeared after the death of the sword. It really disrupted Fan's plan, and he had to worry about Kyoto's reaction. His Majesty's reaction. However, this trick is a bit damning. However, it's not that Fan Xian can't accept it. At least it was much better than the situation he had feared so much.

He had always been afraid that after Sigu Jian died, he would suddenly leave his shadow to take over as the master of the sword house.

In that way, looking around the sword would be tantamount to forcing Fan Xian to have the strength of the system, and directly look at the feather face with His Majesty the Emperor.

And now this scene. Although there may be some gaps between Fan Xian and the emperor, Sigu Jian still kindly gave Fan Xian more time to prepare.

Thinking of the fact that this thin great master had laid so many secret hands before he died, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh, and thought of Kuhe's secret hands in Xijing and Kyoto before he died. That's what I knew. The realm of the Grandmaster. It is not only in the cultivation of martial arts, but also in the hearts and minds of the people, all of which are wonderful thoughts.

Fan Xian bowed his head and was silent for a moment. He glanced at the squire of the Ground Rite Department below. Nodding slightly, he gently shook Yun Zhilan's hand.

Yun Zhilan frowned slightly.

"Laugh. Since it's acting, we have to act beautifully, and we will be partners in the future. Just like my Daqing Imperial Court and your Dongyi City. ”

Fan Xian didn't look at him, but smiled and raised Yun Zhilan's hand.

The hands of the second-generation sword lord and the unknown generations of Dongyi city lords held each other tightly, in front of the black coffin of the sword, in front of countless spectators.

The opening ceremony is not complicated. However, there is a sense of sacredness. Fan Xian himself did not have a sacred belief in the sword land, but when he gently pushed open the closed door of the grass house. He found that the attitude of the disciples of the Sword House towards him was faintly changing. That kind of courtesy and cooperation. It began to have some heartfelt meaning. Even Wang Shisanlang is no exception.

One thing is done. Fan Xian returned to the Nanqing Mission. Entered a quiet room with the ceremonial squire. This time it was just the opening ceremony and the second negotiation. Although the negotiations went extremely smoothly, the final merger was finally reached. Therefore, the highest-level official sent by the Qingguo side is this squire, except for Fan Xian.

If you really want to announce the world and Dongyi City will be returned to Nanqing, I am afraid that not only the Ministry of Rites and Books, but even His Majesty the Emperor may be very interested in coming in person. Accept the map. Enjoy the kneel worship of thousands of Dongyi people who were once foreign people.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites looked at Lord Xiao Fan in deep thought. After a while, he said in a harmonious voice: "Little grandfather." Don't worry too much, what does Dongyi City want. We know it. Flattering. It's self-defeating. ”

"That being said. But there's always something wrong. Fan Xian sighed and said gently: "I have to trouble the adults to write an excerpt quickly and send it back to Kyoto." It is necessary to let His Majesty know about this as soon as possible. ”

He couldn't help but be annoyed and said, "If I hadn't been forced to do it all of a sudden today. According to the theory, you have to have a will to dare to take over. ”

"The people of Dongyi City are still a little unwilling. The squire shook his head and said, "But Your Majesty Shengming." You can see at a glance that these people are provoking. ”

Fan Xian smiled, knowing that this squire saw that he was worried. It's just that the other party doesn't know his inner thoughts. Of course he won't say it. frowned and said, "It seems that I still have to go back to Beijing once." ”

"Although the negotiations are going smoothly at the moment, the resistance of Dongyi City is still very strong. The waiter of the Ministry of Rites rolled his eyes and said, "If there is no little grandfather in charge." I'm afraid things will change. His Majesty ordered him before he came. It has to be done in one go. Make it happen. I think my grandfather will continue to sit here. These are the specific reasons. The lower officials returned to Beijing to report to the court banquet. ”

Fan Xian waited for this sentence, thought for a moment before nodding, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Fan Xiandi pressed a stone on his heart, he knew the identity of the owner of the sword house, and it would not make Emperor Lao Tzu immediately weaken his trust in himself, but over the years, he had done a lot of things that were too much, and he was digging meat from that trust. Who knows which day, this piece of meat will be eaten by itself.

Si Gu Jian's hand is to prevent Fan Xian from selling Dongyi City in the future - he will sell Dongyi City to Fan Xian first. Rather give Fan Xian. Do not give Emperor Qing. If you lose the Sigu Sword bet. That's just the end of it. And no matter how much Fan Xian and the emperor make trouble, what is the matter with the sword that is locked up and looked around?

Fan Xian once again came to the seashore outside Dongyi City. He squinted his eyes and sat on top of the bluestone. Looking at the slowly undulating white waves, he seemed to see the cold and emotionless eyes of Si Gu Jian inside.

"They're pushing me down that path, have you ever thought about it? I'm going to have a hard time. Fan Xian looked at the Sigu Sword in the waves and asked.

Si Gu Jian seemed to reply, "Should I love you and Qingren?"

Fan Xian shook his head.

Si Gu Jian said: "So you are not bitter, Qingguo is not chaotic." What's the matter with me?"

Fan Xian looked at the waves and said with a smile: "I can be bitter." But you can't die, and Qingguo can't be messed up. I love Qingguo more than you do. ”

"It's our Dongyi City. ”

"I'm Qingren. ”

"You are not a Qingren, you are a person from the world. ”

Fan Xian slowly woke up from his sleep, thinking that he was actually not a person from this world, but why was he reluctant to be a person from this world. Don't...... Is this the idealistic brilliance that Mother left in this body finally starting to radiate?

Do your best, just obey the fate of heaven, if you can't stop the bloody war from coming. If you can't change the changes in history, then leave this world and live your own little life.

Think so.