The marriage of Mitsubaki is just three vignettes, it seems so. No one knew the troubles in Fan Xian's heart, and when he thought of that faint possibility, Fan Xian would be cold and didn't know how to speak. Far away in a foreign country, Uncle Wuzhu, the only one who can have no taboos, seems to have disappeared, and there is nowhere to tell about this matter.

Nothing can be said to anyone, and this matter cannot be said to anyone.

In the eyes of others, Master Fan seemed to be very happy and had already begun to prepare for the mission to return to Beijing. The officials thought that Lord Fan was rushing back to Beijing to prepare for his sister's marriage, and at the same time wanted to take advantage of the benefit arrangement after this wave of marriages in the imperial court. No one knew that under Fan Xian's calm and even pleasant appearance, he had already gotten rid of the shock at that time and began to do certain things step by step as he had designed a long time ago.

Yan Bingyun's words were of some help to Fan Xian, Fan Xian thought that what this Lord Yan said was right in some kind of Cheng dù - impossible things, why do you want to do so much - but at the same time he said to himself in his heart that if Ruo Ruo is willing to marry, he will naturally let her marry the scenery, happiness, happiness, happiness, even if Li Hongcheng is caught in the matter of the second prince seizing the heir, he must keep the peace of King Jing's mansion for Ruoruo.

Of course, if you don't want to get married, it will be another completely unfamiliar story.

After figuring out this section, Fan Xian returned to calm, at least on the surface.

............ Entering the palace twice these days, mainly to deal with the first marriage between the two countries since the founding of the country, the matter is very high, and no one dares to slack off including Fan Xian. What made Fan Xian feel a little happy was that under the strong pressure of the harem, Shen Zhong and Changning Hou finally lowered their heads, and the secret agencies of the two countries had a preliminary idea of the distribution of benefits and specific measures for the abnormal import of goods from the north in the coming year.

In fact, what Fan Xian is pleased with is not the matter itself, because although his plan in the future naturally needs financial support, but the smuggling income is actually not as big as Fan Xian's scheme, what really makes him happy is that since the channel is going to change, then the output of goods in Xinyang will definitely be compressed, the income will definitely be reduced, and the power of the eldest princess will be weakened in the future.

Fan Xian also understands that the reason why the eldest princess sits and watches this incident happen, the key is that she promised Xinyang, and she must cooperate well with the Uesugi Tiger to rescue Sean who hides a shocking secret - it seems that this shows that the eldest princess still puts the interests of the Qingguo court above her own interests, and this kind of approach is a bit like Lei Feng, which makes Fan Xian a little surprised.

It is in these days that the patient's Yan Bingyun's co-ordination ability has been reflected by the greatest Cheng dù, and when Fan Xian took the case file, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, Yan Bingyun's method was very simple, but it was the safest and most appropriate means, and the greatest Cheng dù retained the safety of Qingguo's lurking forces in the north.

There are many kinds of spies in Qingguo, Yan Bingyun controls zhì is a secret spy, like the oil shop shopkeeper and those who lurk in the prince's mansion and even some officials, and there is also a kind of spies, such as those bosses on Silk Street, merchants from all counties and all walks of life, they are mainly doing business, but when they travel around the world, they naturally have to feed back useful information back to Qingguo. In these few years, the bright and secret agents everywhere began to exert their strength, and the spy system, which had been dormant for a year, began to wake up, and suddenly showed a strong detection ability.

As soon as the qiē is ready, just wait for the Shangshan Tiger to do it.

Fan Xian and Yan Bingyun sat in the mission and drank very easily. Fan Xian glanced at Yan Bingyun, who was extremely cold, and said, "Master Yan, you are my subordinate after all, can you not show me your face every day?"

"I'm not a sycophant. Yan Bingyun replied coldly.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, knowing that the person in front of him who had been lurking in Northern Qi for four years had many different faces, who could have guessed that Yun Dacai, the young son of a maritime merchant who was wandering around the princes and nobles, was actually the spy leader of Qingguo, such a person must be a very sociable, long-sleeved and good dancing character, at this time, the other party was cold to him, that was because he was his boss, not the target he wanted to deal with.

"The Northern Qi side is really stupid. Fan Xian took a sip of tea and said, "I actually released you so early, and let you stay in the mission for so many days, if it were me, I wouldn't change it if I gave me ten divisions." This is an allusion from Fan's previous life, Yan Bingyun naturally didn't feel anything when he heard it, and he didn't feel a trace of emotion.

"Maybe they think it's stupid enough for the court to trade Sean for me. Thinking of this, Yan Bingyun was still a little depressed, "But it is not very useful for the Northern Qi people to exchange for Sean, and they still have to think of ways to kill him, which is even more stupid." ”

Fan Xian sighed and said, "Someone once said that a country is like a person, it can never be a perfectly functioning machine, and it tends to change with the change of the ruler's feelings. The Northern Qi royal family itself has differences of opinion, but the light of the bitter lotus is too strong, so Sean will be imprisoned again, if Uesugi Tiger is not Sean's righteous son, no one dares to provoke the royal family's decision. ”

"What about you?" Yan Bingyun frowned and said, "All the way north, you obviously had a chance to kill Sean, but you let him go." Now that the other party is in Shangjing, you have to save him, and after you save him, you have to ...... It's a bit inexplicable. ”

Fan Xian smiled, he wouldn't tell anyone about Sean's secret, and it was precisely because of this that the process of this matter gradually seemed a little ridiculous.

He thought for a while and explained to Yan Bingyun: "This is the same as playing chess, although in the end we all want to checkmate the opponent's old commander to death, but the process route of our troops and pawns is different, and the benefits obtained from it are also different." ”

If he killed Sean on the bank of the Wudu River, not to mention whether the pawn Fan Xian was about to abandon at that time could return to China alive, Fan Xian would never know where the temple was. And this time, all the forces of the Supervision Yuan in the north were mobilized to rescue Sean, Fan Xian just wanted to set up a common palace forcing game on the chessboard, hoping to get the benefits that Chen Pingping did not get after so many detours.

"Sean doesn't escape from prison, Jinyiwei is not easy to kill, after all, Uesugi Tiger has a very high reputation in the Northern Qi military. ”

"Sean, this old ghost, is really pitiful. A voice sighed, "It's old, it's gone." ”

"I don't build yì you do it yourself. Yan Bingyun looked at him indifferently, "If Kuhe really puts down the shelf and makes a move, how can you survive?"

Fan Xian was silent, he didn't dare to let others hear the secret in Sean's mouth, so he had to take the risk himself. He slowly knocked on the coffee table, closed his eyes and imagined that he was moving the chessboard a little clumsily like a chess player, on both sides of the chessboard were of course scheming people, Kuhe and the eldest princess, the queen mother and the Uesugi tiger, compared to these people, Fan Xian was really nothing.

But the naughty boy has no other ability, that is, he has the courage to flip the chessboard.

―――――――――――――――――――――― all the affairs were completed, the mission and the Northern Qi court breathed two sighs of relief at the same time, and began to indulge in drinking and feasting, and Fan Xian was no exception. In the calm Shangjing City, the only thing that seems a little strange is that along the banks of the Yuquan River, there have been several strange murders, and along with these murders, there is also a particularly terrifying arson.

Fan Xian knew what was hidden behind these murders. When the Qingguo intelligence officers, who had been dormant for a whole year, began to act, the commander of the Jinyiwei Zhenfu Division, who was called Shenzhong, must have smelled the smell, and the Jinyiwei, who was rooted in the crowd in Shangjing, also began to react fiercely and measuredly.

Yan Bingyun single-handedly laid out the secret whistle back then, and it is estimated that some of these murders have been lost. After all, being in a foreign country, it is impossible to make such a big deal under the other party's nose without alarming the other party, but the entire intelligence network set up in the northern region has been cut into several pieces, so I am not worried that the Northern Qi Jinyi Guard will dig up too many strongholds.

Therefore, Yan Bingyun's expression became more and more somber, there were only seventeen secret spies in Shangjing in the Supervision Yuan, and now he had paid such a big sacrifice for the matter of the eldest princess and Sean, so he couldn't help but be angry.

Fan Xian didn't comfort him anything, nor did he say anything, just kept drinking, looking for fun, making fun, and summoning jì.

............ On the sixth day of June in the sixth year of Daqi Tianbao, the three six are coherent, and the rì of the great auspicious. Fan Xian also didn't believe in the Western statements about the devil in his previous life, so his fingers were extremely steady when he tied the cloak and collar buckle, and he seemed full of confidence.

He carefully sorted and placed the weapons and medicines he carried with him, part in his belt, part in his underwear, a dark crossbow that could fire three crossbow arrows at the same time on his left forearm, and three secret cigarettes in the Supervision House in the knuckle-sized toss bag on his right wrist.

Fan Xian looked at the metal box illuminated by the dim light on the table, squinted his eyes, after the box was opened, there were three pills, red, blue and white, which looked a little weird, always reminiscent of some very strange things.

The pill particles of the red sè are not small, but the smell of the medicine is already a little light, and he can't smell the specific material inside, which was left behind by Fei Jie's worry about the domineering true qi in his body many years ago. Fan Xian thought about it, and still put this big dragon's eye-like dong xīzàng into his belt.

Looking at the remaining pills, Fan Xian smiled bitterly, he still overturned the original idea and accepted them all, he might meet that great grandmaster, and the more life-saving things, the better.