Zhuang Mohan smiled slightly: "I am framing him today, I am really betting on the old man's seventy years of fame, once the bet is lost, I am naturally willing to bear the result, the old man just doesn't understand, that Fan Gongzi is really a fairy-like character in the poem, if the princess had already made it clear to the ministers, I would definitely not humiliate myself." ”

The eldest princess sighed and said, "I didn't expect that child to be so crazy in addition to the name of the poem. ”

Zhuang Mohan closed his eyes, a look of regret swelled up on his face, and after a while, he said leisurely: "What I regret is not anything else, but I just sigh that I have been clear for half my life, and when I am old, I have done such an ugly thing." If Fan Gongzi hadn't written all 300 poems in the world overnight, maybe the people of the whole world would really think that Fan Gongzi was a shameless plagiarist because of the old man's words. ”

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and clear, and he smiled, "That's fine." ”

"Okay?" The eldest princess's bare feet gently slid on the edge of the soft couch, her sandalwood lips bit lightly, and she complained: "Everyone, my mother has always respected your talents, so I invited you to live in the palace." The things I promised you have been done, but what about the things you promised me? Do you think that the agreement between the two countries has been signed, and your own brother will be welcomed back to China soon, so Fan Xian can keep his reputation, and you, an old fox who pretends to cherish his talents, can feel at ease?"

Zhuang Mohan smiled and said: "A mistake is a mistake, the old man is concerned about family affection, so if he falls into the eldest princess's calculation, he will come to Qingguo and his party." My brother, in the first half of his life, killed countless people, if the eldest princess wants to repent, the old man has no choice but to return to Northern Qi, pray for him, may he be able to live more comfortably in the prison of your country's Supervision Yuan. ”

The eldest princess smiled and was speechless: "I will sell Yan Bingyun to your student emperor, only in this way can you exchange Sean back to Northern Qi, this deal is not a deal between you and me, but a deal between your emperor and me, but I have fulfilled the contract, but you have not done what you promised me." In the hall tonight, if you don't pretend to spit out that mouthful of blood and admit defeat, but insist that Fan Xian's poem was copied, the matter is still unknown. So...... Zhuang everyone, after you return to China, remember to bring a message to your emperor students, you Northern Qi, owe me a favor from Guangxin Palace. ”

Zhuang Mohan smiled and said: "Fan Gongzi has great talent, and his poetry is beyond the reach of manpower, and the eldest princess can guess that this Fan Gongzi is probably a celestial vein who has not appeared in the world for a long time." I'm curious, there is a celestial vein in Qingguo, why don't you rush to protect it, but get rid of it quickly? What's more, even if Fan Gongzi is accused of plagiarism, what kind of damage can it cause to him?"

The eldest princess said lightly: "I never believe in the nonsense of any Tianmai people, everyone in Zhuang is familiar with the scriptures, and they should know the words of the sage." If Fan Xian is a Raushzi Heavenly Veiner, if his ability is only on these paths of poetry, what good is it for the Qingguo Imperial Court. As for why I dealt with him, it has nothing to do with the old gentleman. ”

Zhuang Mohan gambled his decades of time, and his supreme position in the eyes of the world's scholars, and he wanted to trample Fan Xian under his feet, which turned out to be all entrusted by the eldest princess. It's just that he doesn't know the complicated relationship in Qingguo's officialdom, and he doesn't know that the eldest princess and Fan Xian will become a mother-in-law and son-in-law in the near future.

But Fan Xian knew why the eldest princess wanted to deal with herself.

He half-knelt on the eaves of the roof of the palace, his three fingers standing on the tiles were a little cold, and he looked at the charming princess in her early thirties under the Ming tiles, and a chill grew in his eyes. When Guo Baokun spoke in the palace, Fan Xian knew that it was the nobles in the palace who joined forces with this Zhuang Mohan to drive him out of Kyoto.

Plagiarism, it seems to be a trivial matter, but it involves the so-called "product xìng", think about it, if the palace is not a poetry maniac, the palace monarchs and ministers will be shocked, I am afraid that everyone will believe Zhuang Mohan's statement. He has become a literary thief, although he will not be punished, and his career can be discussed, but the marriage with Wan'er may fall through - what the queen mother likes the most, this eldest princess must know better than herself.

What made Fan Xian even more chilling was that it turned out that Sean, the former head of the Northern Wei Dynasty's secret spy chief, in the secret agreement between the two countries, turned out to be Zhuang Mohan's brother! In order to move Zhuang Mohan to Qingguo to suppress herself, the eldest princess did not hesitate to sell Yan Bingyun, the leader of Qingguo's secret spies stationed in Northern Qi and the son of the minister of the DPRK, to the enemy country.

She is too bold! Acting so riskily, how could the emperor in this palace tolerate his own sister and do such a thing that harms the national body!

The summer night breeze blew from the eaves of Guangxin Palace, making Fan Xian, who was frowning and peeping, calm down a little, he knew that even if he heard these secrets, it was impossible to use this matter to threaten the other party. She is the emperor's younger sister and the most beloved youngest daughter of the queen mother, and these two identities alone are enough to make her run rampant in this Qingguo and sell her courtiers for personal gain.

Fan Xian looked at the black hair of the woman on the couch below, and felt sick for no reason.

This woman is not only crazy, but also perverted.

By this time, Fan Xian seemed to have seen the whole face of the whole yīn plot clearly. The agreement between the eldest princess and the emperor of Northern Qi was to betray Yan Bingyun, the spy leader of the Supervision Yuan who had been lurking in Northern Qi for four years, and let the other party exchange Sean and the manager, and the price offered by the Northern Qi side was to invite Zhuang Mohan, a generation of famous people in the world, to come to Qingguo Kyoto, and use his mouth to destroy himself. At the same time, you can also use this matter to teach a lesson to the supervision system that has never listened to the envoys of the eldest princess.

It's just that I don't know what is included in the agreement between her and the emperor of Northern Qi, Fan Xian guessed that selling Qingguo's spy leader in Northern Qi, the eldest princess must get more than just these, but there will be more terrible things.

――Does the emperor know what his own sister is doing?

He touched the hard key on his waist, two cold flashes flashed in his eyes, and he formulated a way to deal with it, and adjusted his breathing in the night breeze on the top of the temple, and then began to retreat. It's too dangerous inside the palace, and I don't know how long my good luck can last.

As soon as he got off the column, he found that there were two people at the end of the corridor holding the palace lamp and slowly walked over, Fan Xian's heart sank, and he carefully hid his body in the yīn shadow of the pillar, and moved his steps slightly as the light approached, keeping his body and yīn shadow always in the same area.

He secretly prayed that this palace maid would also be like the palace maid who had passed by before, and would not find herself.

The palace maid had already walked past the pillar, and Fan Xian had already moved to the other side of the pillar. Suddenly, the palace maid stopped, this palace maid seemed to have some status in the Guangxin Palace, and whispered something to the little girl who followed her, the little girl answered sweetly and left, and the middle-aged palace maid stood and waited.

The distance between her and Fan Xian was only one wooden pillar.

Fan Xian carefully used his true qi to regulate his breathing, which gradually became consistent with the breathing of the palace maid behind the pillar. At the same time, he heard with some peace of mind that the palace maid's breathing had not changed, and he thought that he had just stopped here by chance, rather than discovering himself.

The room between the two is still separated by a wooden pillar.

Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in Fan Xian's eyes outside the black face, and the whole person's body forcibly twisted a few inches to the left, this innate sense of danger allowed him to escape!

In his original position, a sharp sword tip silently pierced the wooden pillar!

Because the wooden pillar was too big, the tip of the sword only stretched out a little bit, cute and full of anger, if he hadn't twisted it before, the tip of the sword should be in his waist bone at this time.

Fan Xian coldly bypassed the long pillar, like a loach, locked his hand with great accuracy, and pinched the middle-aged palace maid's left forearm, which was different from the reaction of ordinary martial artists, and did not care about the other party's sword drawing.

The effect was really good, the palace maid couldn't sneak attack, and she was afraid that the assassin would stop her from drawing her sword, so all her true qi was concentrated on her right arm, and the defense of her left arm was much weaker.

Like the sound of a piece of paper being torn, the palace maid drew her long sword from the wooden pillar and opened her mouth to yù hoo!

Fan Xian's eyebrows were furious, and the brutal true qi in his body poured into the opponent's left arm! This palace maid actually had the strength of the seventh grade, but she had never encountered this strange true qi in the assassin's body, and there was a tingling pain in the meridians, just like countless knives were scraping the tender pipe wall, this kind of pain made this palace maid's chest feel tight, and she actually swallowed back the sound of the show, and her throat made a strange soft sound.

Fan Xian recognized it at a glance, this palace maid was the one who welcomed him into Guangxin Palace, with extremely long eyebrows and very distinctive.

The palace maid's eyebrows trembled sharply, and she wanted to fight with him with the true qi in her body, but how did she know that the other party's hand was holding her arm, and suddenly her true qi was empty, and all the true qi that she had transported out of her body fell into the empty space, and she was in a trance, so she was not sad. The whole person's body, because of this sudden imbalance, the right side of the body appears to be slightly stagnant.

At this moment of lightning, her right neck was slightly numb, and then she immediately felt a slight stiffness in her whole body.

Fan Xian frowned, and withdrew two fingers from her neck, knowing that the poison on the needle could not really seal the throat, he immediately flipped his right palm and printed it on the top of the palace maid's abdomen, where the ribs were connected.

With a muffled sound, the palace maid's chest collapsed, her facial features bled out, and she died.