Shadow cares more about the life and death of the Sigu Sword than anyone else, because he is unwilling to let the Sigu Sword die at the hands of others, even if it is God's ruthless hands. Many years ago, there was a sudden chaos in Dongyi City, and he became crazy with swords and swords, slaughtering all the elders and relatives of the family, and only ran out of the shadow who was only sixteen years old at the time, and from the age of sixteen, the shadow's life continued in the idea of revenge against his brother, and gradually sank in the intense fear and anger, and became the shadow of yīn behind the two leaders of the Supervision Yuan.

The reason why Sigu Jian is called a big idiot is probably related to the fact that the methods used to slaughter his own people back then were too bloody and crazy.

It may be a long story about how the shadow escaped from Dongyi City, how he met Chen Pingping, and how he was admitted to the supervision institute by Chen Pingping.

Fan Xian didn't know this very well, and he didn't want to ask too carefully, because everyone around him had their own stories, their own secrets, such as Jing Ge, such as the Yan family, such as the shadow—but he knew the identity of the shadow hidden in the deepest depths, and knew the deep blood feud between him and Sigu Jian—just like treating everyone else around him, Fan Xian and them helped each other, supported each other, and walked in this difficult time.

Fan Xian didn't look back, and said softly: "I know you have always wanted to ask him a word, don't worry, you will definitely be able to ask." ”

After the shadow was silent for a moment, it disappeared behind Fan Xian, without letting Wang Shisanlang and Ye Ling'er in the garden notice a trace.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, then walked into the garden, and after a while, he came to the silent man and woman. Wang Shisanlang glanced up at him, and felt a little surprised, Nanqing Dynasty was fighting the deadliest battle with the grassland Hu people and the support forces of the Northern Qi on Xiliang Road at this time, and for more than ten days in a row, Fan Xian was busy because of this matter, why did he have the leisure to come out to visit the garden at this time?

Ye Ling'er was bowing her head and embroidering the taut embroidery cloth frame at this time, she had already noticed Fan Xian's arrival, and immediately jumped out of the previous quiet and silent calm but happy atmosphere, and her heart was slightly resentful, and the already extremely slow needle drop speed became even slower, not like embroidery, but like she was tickling the tight embroidery cloth with a thin needle tip.

Fan Xian stood between the two, since they didn't speak, he couldn't find any reason to speak, he put his hands behind him, put on a look of knowing everything in his heart, looking at the lonely autumn trees outside the garden, pretending to be elegant.

Seeing him look like this, Wang Shisanlang didn't know if he had seen his thoughts that he had never declared, and his eyes were slightly confused. Ye Ling'er glanced at him, buried her head deeply, and bit her lip gently.

When the fire came, Fan Xian coughed twice and said, "Princess, although the scenery of Qingzhou is good, I embroider flowers in the garden every day, and there is a courtyard wall blocking my eyes, so I can't see it clearly, right?"

Listening to the word princess, Ye Ling'er thought that Fan Xian, the evil thief, was reminding her of something, her face suddenly turned pale, and she didn't respond.

Wang Shisanlang was silent, just like Ye Ling'er, he misunderstood what Fan Xian meant, and thought to himself, although he didn't talk much to this Miss Ye family, he also knew that the other party was a woman with a refreshing feeling, and there was indeed a string in his heart that was plucked by the wind of Qingzhou, but it was just ...... After all, the other party is Princess Nanqing, and this identity is really too far away.

Fan Xian sighed, turned his head to Wang Shisanlang and said: "Thirteen, although you are seriously injured and need someone to take care of you, after all, men and women have to be cautious, especially Miss Ye is my Qing princess, and there is no one else in this garden, you two sit opposite each other like this, you must always think about how I will explain to the palace after I return to Beijing." ”

This is clear, Wang Shisanlang was sighing a little before, but his affection was under the gentleness, but he was extremely persistent, raised his eyebrows, looked at Fan Xian and said, "I'll leave the house immediately." ”

Ye Ling'er raised her head in amazement and glared at Fan Xian fiercely.

Fan Xian's heart was slightly stunned, and then he smiled gently, secretly thinking that this was a Wang Shisanlang worthy of his trust, and ignored Ye Ling'er's angry glare beside him, turned his palm, drew three circles in the air, and grabbed the embroidery cloth in front of Ye Ling'er, soft and windless, but extremely fast, it was the small means by which he became famous.

Ye Ling'er subconsciously grabbed her fingertips, and the embroidery needle pierced Fan Xian's wrist with the sound of breaking the air, and the angle was extremely tricky.

This is also a small means, but these methods were originally taught to her by Fan Xian, how can she stop Fan Xian from taking the cloth.

Seeing a flash, Fan Xian had already snatched the embroidered cloth from her hand, floated to Wang Shisanlang's side, and said with a smile: "Thirteen, I'm just afraid that you will be fooled, our princess is not a young lady who can embroider." ”

Wang Shisanlang was slightly stunned, puzzled why Lord Tisi suddenly said this, and then saw Fan Xian put the embroidered cloth in front of his eyes, only to see that the embroidered cloth was embroidered on it...... Half...... Water ducks?

Ye Ling'er embroidered for seven days in the garden, as far as Wang Shisanlang's eyes could see, and the result was ...... Just embroidered half a water duck?

Wang Shisanlang suddenly understood what the misunderstanding Fan Xian was talking about, and couldn't help but smile slightly. Fan Xian laughed out loud and said, "The joy of men and women is a matter of course, no one can stop you, but you have to think about it carefully." ”

Ye Ling'er Huo Ran got up, trembling with anger, looking at Fan Xian angrily, but she was embarrassed and couldn't say a word, the mist in her eyes gradually rose, and she looked pitiful.

Wang Shisanlang looked at this woman's appearance, and his heart mourned for no reason, so he naturally smiled, and his face was full of concern.

Fan Xian slowly stopped laughing, and suddenly lowered his voice and said in Wang Shisanlang's ear: "When you fall in love, you always have to talk, so if two stupid geese are together, even if they sit for a lifetime, what's the use?"

At this time, it was finally pointed out that Wang Shisanlang knew that this person had come to uncover the layer of paper on the window for him, and he couldn't help but be a little grateful, but he couldn't speak as cheekily as Fan Xian. But Ye Ling'er didn't know what Fan Xian said, looking at the whispering two, she felt uneasy in her heart.

Fan Xian finished what he had to do, and walked leisurely towards the front court of the military office, his posture was very leisurely, as if he had done a great good deed, and he was very proud.

Ye Ling'er looked at his back, and for some reason, she was so unwilling in her heart, she snorted lightly, and said mockingly: "Master, I don't know how to embroider, but this water duck is only afraid of ...... It's better than the one in your house who still embroiders. ”

When Fan Xian heard this, he immediately thought of the little needle marks on Wan'er's fingers back then, as well as the picture of the water duck, his body was cold, his face was embarrassed, where could he still respond, and quickly ran away.

Looking at this scene, Ye Ling'er chuckled, and the laughter echoed in the autumn garden of Qingzhou like a silver bell, but the person next to her didn't laugh, just looked at her quietly appreciatively.

A person laughed dryly and was boring, Ye Ling'er was slightly embarrassed to suppress her laughter, Wang Shisanlang was recuperating from her injuries in the dozen or so years, she really restrained her free and easy arrogance, and looked extraordinarily peaceful, but she didn't expect that in the end, Fan Xian broke the gong, she didn't know if this scene fell in the eyes of that man, would it make him feel that he was too bitter, and countless thoughts suddenly flashed in his heart, and the love in his eyes was extremely complicated.

Wang Shisanlang's mood was actually a little nervous, but he hid it very well on his face, looked at Ye Ling'er and said: "In Xia Wang Xi, he used to be known as Tiexiang, and he was the thirteen disciples of the Sword House in Dongyi City, and these rìzi are grateful thanks to the care of the princess." ”

Ye Ling'er never thought that the other party would suddenly speak, and he would speak so seriously, his heart was slightly confused, calmed down, returned a salute, and said indifferently: "Lord Wang is polite." ”

Calling each other by an official position is much easier and more natural in Ye Ling'er's opinion, but she just doesn't understand why the other party should thank her so seriously at this time.

Could it be that he was really going to leave the mansion, or was this qiē just a dream? Ye Ling'er sighed faintly in her heart. If it were an ordinary woman, she might choose to leave at this time because of this hint in her heart, but Ye Ling'er is Ye Ling'er after all, she can't embroider, she can only dance knives and guns, although she is a widow, she is still like when she was a teenager, and the wild girl is full of energy...... She stared at Wang Shisanlang's eyes tightly and said: "If you have something to say, just say it, where is the use of reporting to your family, watching you act, you are also a straightforward person, Mo Xuefan is so wordy and hypocritical." ”

Wang Shisanlang was slightly stunned, and after a while, he said seriously: "Lord Xiao Fan said...... Everything is talked about. ”

Ye Ling'er was stunned for a moment, understood some meanings, and suddenly felt a gust of autumn wind blowing, and when it blew on her cheeks, she didn't have the slightest intention of killing, just that gentleness.

............ The matter of Wang Shisanlang and Ye Ling'er was not as Fan Xian imagined, after being provoked by himself, they met with golden wind and jade dew, but there were countless victories in the world, ** When they met, they were as uncontrollable as the flooding of the Yellow River, but to his surprise, this pair of young men and women were still so polite to each other, sitting across the stone path, only occasionally saying a few more words.

It's also wonderful to say, Wang Shisanlang and Ye Ling'er's xìng love is a first-class person in the world, especially Ye Ling'er grew up on the edge of the grassland since she was a child, and she is much more cheerful than the ladies in Kyoto, but once it comes to a love word, and because of the tragedy in Kyoto the year before last and the identity of Shisanlang, the two of them are a little silent.

Seeing this qiē in his eyes, Fan Xian was not in a hurry, anyway, things in the world are always different, and it is impossible to ask all sentient men and women to be like themselves, climbing the wall and climbing the window to sleep in the same impatience.

And he doesn't have time to pay attention to these beautiful things, because those unbeautiful things on Xiliang Road still need him to take the lead.

Time quickly entered the end of late autumn, at the beginning of the cold winter, the eight major places of the Supervision Yuan gathered in Dingzhou City, and the eight tribes on the grassland gathered in the royal court to discuss matters, Qingguo was extremely ruthless to cut off the hand stretched out from the grassland, and the hand stretched out by the Northern Qi to the grassland, and coldly watched the situation on the grassland gradually become unbearable.

The hand that Master Kuhe laid on the grassland before his death, and the little emperor of Northern Qi crossed the Beihai, crossed the desert, touched the hand of the Nanqing border in more than a year, and gently shook it at the border between Xiliang Road and the grassland.

It's just that after holding it for nearly a year, the Nanqing court was put to the test, the border passes were extremely tight, and the treasury, military strength, and jīng gods were forced to stay in the west, and the oppression of the real enemy Northern Qi was eased.

And under the auspices of the emperor, the Supervision Yuan spent four months to prepare, Fan Xian personally led the team, and finally in the late autumn and cold winter of the ninth year of Qingli, the two hands held together were cut off, and the situation on the grassland may be under the control of Shan Yu Subida and Begonia, and it will not be corrupted to the point that it is difficult to clean up Cheng Dù, but the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty still wants to engage in mountains and rivers on Xiliang Road, but I am afraid that it will not be so easy, and Fan Xian has also laid his own forces on the grassland, and when the flowers bloom next year, he will start to harvest the fruits.

After finally confirming the implementation of various arrangements and verifying the effect of the battle, Fan Xian finally got rid of the extremely busy hospital affairs and began to prepare to return to Beijing. Wang Shisanlang will not return to Beijing with him, firstly, his injury is not yet healed, secondly, Fan Xian does not want him to have more contact with the shadow along the way, and thirdly, Ye Ling'er will return to Beijing for the New Year, and it will be more than half a month late, so it is always good to let these two people stay together for a while.

Fan Xian decided to rarely change, since he decided to help Ye Ling'er and Wang Shisanlang together, he naturally has his own certainty, after returning to Beijing, in addition to solving the family affairs of the eldest prince, I am afraid that he will also go to the Privy Council to propose to the general Ye, of course, this matter must first be nodded by the emperor's majesty.

On the fifteenth day of the winter month of the ninth year of Qingli, the Supervision Yuan ended its operation on Xiliang Road, and Lord Tisi Fan Xian passed through Dingzhou and embarked on the road back to Beijing. Outside the Xiongcheng City of Dingzhou, there were countless officials and generals who came to see each other off, and they were densely lined up in two columns.

The governor of Xiliang Road and the general Li Hongcheng and Fan Xian stood side by side, and after a few official words, they ended the conversation, and at the end, Li Hongcheng looked at Fan Xian deeply, Fan Xian knew what he meant, and did not answer, but said softly: "I am waiting for you in Kyoto." ”

The convoy set off and drove onto the official road in front of Dingzhou City, Fan Xian subconsciously looked back, and did not stop at those officials from the military and political sides of Dingzhou City, but raised his head and looked at the row of wooden shelves on the gate of Dingzhou City.

A whole row of wooden shelves were nailed above the gate of Dingzhou City, and a corpse was hung on each vertical frame, and in this operation, a total of more than 40 people were executed.

Some of the first hanging corpses were almost rotten, and even the evil birds in the fields did not want to peck at them again, revealing the faintly visible white bones below, and the clothes on the corpses were even more tattered, with stains of black blood after the torture.

A long row of corpses swayed slowly in the wind on the city gate, revealing a smell of terror and blood, welcoming everyone who came from the Central Plains, telling everyone in the world with this terrible scene.

............ Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and pulled his head back from the window. Hanging corpses has its own effect in psychological warfare, at least the little emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty sent over later, at least there will be some innate fear. It's just that the Central Plains battle, because of the balance of morality, benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, there are very few cases of killing prisoners, and as for the practice of humiliating corpses, I have never seen it.

But Dingzhou City is not the Central Plains, here is the key place of the war between the Central Plains and Xihu, the two sides have fought for thousands of years, and more cruel things have been done.

Fan Xian didn't have any sympathy for those people, because what he saw along the way from Dingzhou to Qingzhou had already made him understand that once the war started, especially the prolonged hatred between ethnic groups, it was impossible to solve the problem of benevolence, righteousness and morality, so that the dozens of corpses that were hung on the city gate at least cost Qingguo the death of thousands of ordinary people, and what made Fan Xian even more cold was that these people were not Hu people, but Northern Qi people of the same origin and ancestor as Qingguo people.

As for the hatred between the grassland and the Central Plains, my generation does not have the ability to resolve it peacefully, so leave it to the wiser juniors.

Fan Xian began to close his eyes and recuperate, secretly thinking to himself, he cut off the hand held by the Northern Qi and the grassland, at least he was heavily slashed, but he was afraid that he also cut a miserable wound between himself and the begonia, I don't know if this wound may heal in the future, I don't know what the begonia will do on the grassland, this grassland, this majestic city, that border pass, will I come again in this life?

Thinking like this, Qin Cha's car had already arrived at the nearest post station outside Dingzhou City, which was the location of the Chūn Palace.

Entering the post station, Fan Xian laughed with the familiar post man, but this post man who was finally released from prison dared to answer loudly and honestly went to boil water.

Fan Xian looked at Deng Ziyue beside him and said, "Ziyue, I want you to stay up on Xiliang Road for two years." ”

There are important personnel from the eight major departments of the Supervision Yuan to supervise the war in Dingzhou, and Deng Ziyue was summoned back from Northern Qi by Fan Xian, and now that Fan Xian is gone, all the affairs of Xiliang Road are handed over to Deng Ziyue. The officials sent the Qin on a mission out of the city and returned, but the officials of the Supervision Yuan sent it all the way to the post station.

Deng Ziyue nodded and said, "Listen to the arrangement of the adults." ”

Fan Xian thought for a while, explained a few words to him, and then looked at the newspaper from Kyoto, and after a while, his eyes narrowed slightly. Deng Ziyue, as the second person in charge of the Qi Nian group, has served Xiao Fan for a long time, and when he saw him squinting his eyes, he knew that some trouble was happening, and asked softly.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "The hospital newspaper mentioned it, and the Di newspaper finally confirmed that the commander of the forbidden army in the palace has been replaced. ”

Deng Ziyue was shocked, secretly thinking that His Royal Highness had always presided over the forbidden army safely, how could he suddenly change people?