The black cavalry went straight to Jiaozhou, in order to hide people's eyes, the route chosen naturally could not be an official road. No matter how confident Fan Xian was, no matter how confident he was in the powerful combat power of the black cavalry, it was impossible to expect that once the riot broke out, with only more than 400 horsemen, he could suppress one of the three major sailors of the Daqing Dynasty.

So you can only quietly enter the city, and don't shoot guns.

Looking at the Jiaozhou City Gate from afar, Fan Xian dismounted, and according to the methods of the Supervision Institute that he had practiced since childhood, he found a quiet place and let the horse go. The horse was quite spiritual, and seemed to understand the meaning of his master, and did not linger much, so he went out into the valley, and in a short time disappeared.

It's not that Fan Xian is reluctant to kill the horse, it's just that the smell of blood is really unnecessary, but it will bring some trouble. After making sure that the horse would not reveal his whereabouts, he sat down under a tree, dug a small pit beside him, took off his clothes, and buried them in the earth.

Then he took out the equipment on his body, conducted a very detailed examination, and confirmed that the black dagger, the three newly equipped dark crossbows, and the psychedelic poison that never left his body were all there, and he applied something on his face, before he nodded subconsciously, and then sighed.

Some unwillingly buried the sword of the Son of Heaven sent by Wang Qinian into the pit, Fan Xian thought to himself, I don't know when he can use this sword in a bright and bright way.

By the time he left the big tree, Master Tisi Xiaofan of the Supervision Yuan had already transformed into a very ordinary young man, his face was still beautiful, but the distance between his eyebrows had widened, and the corners of his eyes had paused a little, and he was a little less heroic. With a little more sincerity, he is already a completely different person.

Inside the coarse cloth clothes, it is still the close-fitting black night coat, fortunately, the material is first-class. Ventilation is done excellently and does not feel so hot.

Walking along the rarely traveled mountain road to Jiaozhou City, the sun had already sunk under the mountain behind him, and a dim twilight shrouded the four fields. At the last moment in front of the city gate of Jiaozhou Chengguan, Fan Xian walked to the city gate, honestly handed over the road guide, answered a few routine questions of the city gate soldiers, and easily entered the city.

The road guide made by the Supervision Yuan is not a fake water green high, but simply a genuine product. Naturally, no one would find the problem, and when Fan Xian answered the question, although he was respectful, there was no trace of panic. This Jiaozhou is located by the sea, and there are many people who come and go, and the city gate has long been accustomed to war, so it has not been paid enough attention.

Walking through the city gate, Fan Xian rubbed his eyes. He smiled, like a traveler from afar, and looked at the surrounding houses and scenery with some curiosity. But he didn't dare to be too leisurely, and his feet did not slow down, perfectly playing an outsider who was busy with affairs.

Jiaozhou City is really different from the general state city, although it is adjacent to the sea, but the business, to be precise, is about the retail bulk business is not developed, obviously the most prosperous avenue running through the city, but there are not many shops on both sides. Even if there are some facades, they are half-concealed, and there are no signboards, so that outsiders can't know what kind of business they are engaged in.

The whole city seems a little solemn and calm, less of the fireworks of life, but a little more majestic.

Fan Xian walked and watched these details at the same time, knowing that this was because the Jiaozhou sailor was stationed here. Jiaozhou is far away from the Central Plains, it is really a distant place for the emperor of the mountain, and the sailor itself has tens of thousands of soldiers, this force is really terrifying.

With a relatively large naval division, the local strength of Jiaozhou is a little insignificant, and the highest official in Jiaozhou City is only a Zhizhou, and he still has to be honest in front of the admiral of the naval division.

Moreover, Jiaozhou should be an economic affair, and it depends on the snort of the water division. The tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the Navy Division were requisitioned nearby in addition to the deployment of the imperial court, which made the people of Jiaozhou a little annoyed, but also brought a kind of abnormal prosperity -- at least they did not have to worry about the fact that they could not sell their food.

It is precisely because of these reasons that Jiaozhou City is a huge logistics base for the water division, just like a delicate yellow flower girl around a big man, who only accepts it, but can't make a few complaints.

With such a huge entity as the water division on the side, Jiaozhou City is naturally also given a very strong military atmosphere, the best places in the city have been requisitioned by the military, and the largest mansions are all occupied by the senior generals in the water division, and the best girls are occupied by those water divisions.

Although the imperial court has a clear order that the garrison generals are not allowed to live in the adjacent state cities, everyone knows that this rule has long lost its effect, not only in Jiaozhou, but also in all the local state armies and even border armies, but all the big men with some power are not willing to live in miserable tents, but will buy houses and women in the state city.

The Black Rider is a special case within a special case.

Fan Xian looked up at the green building with the red light hanging high over there, and couldn't help laughing, where there are many places, the brothel business is naturally not much worse, but I don't know if those sailors will be in arrears, but according to the news from the courtyard, although the Jiaozhou sailor is the emperor of Jiaozhou City, he has never eaten much grass on the edge of the nest.

They used to eat grass from the sea to the south.

......

......

Fan Xian lowered his head and walked briskly past a large mansion, which covered an extremely wide area, with flying eaves and phoenixes, doors painted with vermilion lacquer, and hidden bamboos on the walls, which occupied half of the street, and was even more arrogant than the mansions of those big men in Kyoto.

And today, this mansion is also like the green building in the distance, hanging red lanterns, it looks jubilant, and the door is pasted with a portrait of a fairy with a white beard.

Extremely incongruous with this cheerful atmosphere were the soldiers guarding the door of the mansion, those soldiers had dark faces and a faint color of rust under their ears, presumably people who had lived at sea for many years. The soldiers did not squint, but looked at the passers-by in front of the house with a solemn expression.

There are not many pedestrians who dare to walk in front of this mansion, so their task is more to be responsible for inspecting the guests, although the guests are not only the bosses of the water masters, but also the rest of the local officials in Jiaozhou City, and some wealthy businessmen who can stand on the stage. There were even a few merchants who came from all over the Yangtze River, but these soldiers still didn't dare to relax, carefully checking the gift box to make sure that no one dared to bring the murder weapon inside.

Today is an adult's birthday feast. They must be foolproof.

In addition to the heavily guarded front gate of the mansion, Fan Xian was really lucky, and he had already heard that there should be a lot of nails buried in those secluded places in the mansion.

He walked briskly, his head bowed, a strange smile on his lips, and he could see clearly the guards stationed on the street corners outside the mansion, and at the same time drew a map of the surrounding terrain, which was deeply imprinted in his mind. He only walked around the huge palace back then, and he remembered all the paths clearly. Not to mention such a mansion.

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......

Leaving behind him the bustle and the sound of salutation, letting the dazzling red of the red lantern disappear into the darkness, Fan Xian pursed his lips. Glancing somewhere under the wall beside the street, he saw a familiar secret note, and turned in, until he reached the very end of the alley.

It's a dead alley.

Fan Xian looked up at the wall across the alley and shook his head. On tiptoe, the whole person stands up lightly, and the palm of his hand is on the wall. And he flipped over.

Quietly, dressed as ordinary people, he disappeared into Jiaozhou City again.

Behind the wall was a small courtyard, not very quiet, and the sound of the street could be faintly heard from a few large houses away. Although there are six rooms in the front and back, the house also looks a little old, indicating that although the people who live here are not ordinary people, life is not necessarily easy.

Fan Xian stepped on the stone steps and pushed the door in. He walked straight to the main seat, picked up the teapot beside him and sniffed it, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

There was a sound of anxious footsteps next to him, and the owner of the footsteps walked into the house, and found a young man he didn't know was sitting there, and was about to ask a question, but he looked at the gesture made by the man's fingers, and couldn't help but be surprised and delighted and said, "Teacher, you can count it." ”

Fan Xian smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Hou Jichang's thin face, and couldn't help but say: "This is here to be an official in Jiaozhou, I thought I could raise your shriveled body better, why are you getting thinner?"

After Hou Jichang met Yang Wanli at the Jiangnan Embankment, he worked tirelessly to come to Jiaozhou to take office, and he had to secretly investigate those shocking things for Fan Xian, and the pressure on his mind was also great. He has been in Jiaozhou for nearly a month, but there has been no progress, I am afraid that it will hinder the major affairs of the sect, I can't sleep for several nights, and now my eyes are deep-set, my cheekbones are prominent, where is there still half a bit of the appearance of a chic and talented man on a rainy day in Kyoto.

He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself and said, "Students don't have the ability to laugh at the world's affairs like a teacher." ”

Fan Xian sighed, although the four of his subordinates said that Hou Jichang was the most thoughtful and the most ruthless and bold, but in the face of the coming blood, it could be seen that the scholar was still a scholar after all. Originally, logically speaking, it would be good for the Supervision Yuan to come forward in this matter, but Fan Xian arranged for Ji Chang to come here, on the one hand, to shock the officials in Jiaozhou, and on the other hand, he was also selfish...... Such a big credit will definitely allow Ji Chang to get an unconventional promotion.

This kind of benefit, Fan Xian is still willing to leave it to his students, but it is also a price to make him frightened.

"After you arrived in Jiaozhou, was there anything unusual. Fan Xian asked calmly, he didn't ask about the smuggling of the Jiaozhou sailor, because he knew that Hou Ji Changzhu could not find out these filthy things in the officialdom in such a short period of time.

Hou Jichang thought for a while and said: "Everyone in the world knows that I am your protégé, so these officials are polite to me, even those generals in the water division are very knowledgeable, but they are just ...... But I didn't know anything, I just heard some rumors. ”

Fan Xian nodded, this was a situation that he had guessed a long time ago, he thought about it and said, "Admiral Chang Kun of the Water Master has a birthday banquet today, didn't he invite you?"

Hou Jichang was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm just a petty official, but ...... It should be to give you face, and this admiral also gave me a post, but ...... You said it would be today, so I've been waiting at home, and I'm not sure whether to go or not. ”

"Go. Fan Xian said categorically: "You go first." ”

Let him go first, the latent meaning is naturally that Fan Xianhui will go later.

Hou Jichang frowned and said, "You are alone?"

"One person is enough. Fan Xian smiled and said, "Chang Kun is not Sean, he is not qualified to make me pay too much attention to him." ”

After a pause, he said: "Today is his birthday banquet, and in the future, his family will give him a birthday and a memorial service...... This can save you a lot of trouble. ”

Hou Jichang was shocked in his heart, his mouth was bitter, and he looked at his disciple in a daze, knowing that Fan Xian was definitely going to kill at today's birthday banquet, but he didn't know how the disciple was going to kill under the protection of the powerful Jiaozhou sailor, and the dignified sailor commander, from the top official, couldn't just assassinate something, Your Majesty and the teacher...... I don't think this kind of foolish mistake will be made. If the birthday banquet is made into a Shura field, how can the aftermath be dealt with?