Yan Bingyun looked at Fan Xian behind the mossy remnant snow gate across the rockery, there was no expression on his face, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "You know too many things. Don't forget, I've been by your side for so many years, I can always know something about Neiku, and over the years, you have been shifting your focus to Northern Qi, Fan Sizhen is still in the capital, if you didn't make any plans to betray the imperial court and move to Northern Qi in the past, how can you make me believe it?"

Fan Xian coughed lightly twice, and said with a reluctant smile: "I am also a Qingren, and I have an agreement with His Majesty, if His Majesty can survive this time and will not purge my people, I will naturally not tear my face with the imperial court and stand on the side of the Northern Qi people, please rest assured." ”

"It is a major matter involving the country, the life and death of tens of millions of people, how can I rest assured?" Yan Bingyun's voice was extremely low, and he reprimanded slightly angrily: "I don't care about any strange agreement between you and Your Majesty, but if things change in the future, you leave Daqing alive and go to Shangjing, who knows if you will be mad with anger and do those disgusting things." ”

"Disgusting, do you mean to sell the secret of the inner library to the Northern Qi, or to attack Daqing for the Qi people to pioneer the south?" Fan Xian said with a sarcastic smile: "In life, you always have to keep some promises, as long as the emperor keeps his promises, these will naturally not happen...... You should know that this assassination in the palace was only a small-scale war, and I didn't use all the killing weapons. ”

"As long as I live, His Majesty will have to be forced to accept the agreement I made with him last night. Fan Xian's eyes became cold, and he said: "He doesn't want the world to be in chaos, so he can't do anything to my people, no matter how angry he is, but for the sake of his great cause, he must endure it...... Don't forget, those people are also people you are familiar with, they used to be your partners, your friends, your colleagues! If you kill me at this time, I will have no leader in the power at hand. ”

"Could it be that you want those people you once knew so well to fall one by one under His Majesty's butcher's knife?" Fan Xian stared at Yan Bingyun's eyes and said word by word.

Yan Bingyun was silent for a moment and then responded: "My lord seems to have been thinking about this matter for a long time, but you must know that there can only be one rì in the sky, and only one king in the world...... This is not a good thing for me Daqing. ”

"I just want to let the people I want to protect live, for this goal, I must live, in the future I will stand far away on the high post, looking indifferently at the majesty and you in the temple, I think it will also make you have something. ”

"But don't forget it, if you die, the officials and subordinates in the courtyard will have to accept this reality one day, Your Majesty is majestic and strategic, and there must be a way to take back all the supervision yuan and even your subordinates in Jiangnan. Yan Bingyun stared at his eyes and said, "On the surface, you want to guarantee their lives, but in fact, you are just using the power of these people to threaten His Majesty and threaten the imperial court, and you insist on not dying, but you are just using the Supervision Yuan as a private weapon to continue your own mind." ”

"Why not?" Fan Xian coughed lightly twice, squinting slightly at Yan Bingyun.

"Neither the dean nor you have said that. Yan Bingyun's face was calm, "The Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, not a private weapon, how can you use the public weapon of the state to seek your own selfishness? This is where I disagree with you." ”

"Is it?" Fan Xian's eyes showed a slight chill, and he said indifferently and sarcastically: "The Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, and I can't use it privately...... Then why didn't you bravely stand up and refute the Emperor when he used the Supervision Yuan for his own thoughts?"

This sentence hit Yan Bingyun's heart directly, he looked at Fan Xian in a daze, and he couldn't digest this sentence, in the hearts of all the courtiers in this world, His Majesty is the imperial court, Qingguo, and the public ...... The Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, and it is naturally a knife in the hands of His Majesty.

"Don't forget what you said, the Supervision Yuan is a public weapon, not the private weapon of His Majesty the Emperor, the person on the dragon chair is just one person after all, don't use him to represent the will of the world. Fan Xian looked at Yan Bingyun indifferently and said: "Since it is a public weapon, it is naturally attributed to the virtuous." Yes, I am not a virtuous person, but do you dare to say that His Majesty the Emperor is also a virtuous person?"

"Since his father and son and I are just two bastards, it is very simple who this public weapon of the Supervision Yuan belongs to. ”

Fan Xian no longer looked at Yan Bingyun's face, took a sip of the kettle, and said coldly: "This courtyard was set up by Ye Qingmei, and it was left to me by Chen Pingping, why did the emperor take it? What qualifications do you have to say these boring things to me?"

"The Supervision Yuan is an institution used to supervise His Majesty, and if it becomes a secret service agency of His Majesty, you, the president of the Supervision Yuan, might as well be inappropriate. He put down the kettle and reprimanded in a disdainful and uninteresting tone.

............ There was a deathly silence, Yan Bingyun's heart really set off turbulent waves, he had always thought that Fan Xian was just saddened by Chen Pingping's death, so he bravely stood on the opposite side of the emperor's majesty. But he didn't expect that in Fan Xian's heart, there was no innate dignity of imperial power at all! This kind of rebellious and very rebellious argument really made Xiao Yan Gongzi difficult to digest, he was silent for a long, long time, but he still didn't figure this out, because Old Dean Chen didn't teach him back then, and Fan Xian didn't say this before, and the Supervision Yuan was used to supervise His Majesty? What kind of joke is this!

Glancing at Yan Bingyun's facial expression with his residual light, Fan Xian's heart flashed with a trace of extremely strong disappointment, he knew that in this world, except for Chen Pingping and himself, who were deeply influenced by his mother, no one could accept this, even his father, who was far away in Lanzhou, was afraid that it would be difficult to accept this, and his father was only because of himself, so he gradually separated from the Qingguo court.

Yan Bingyun raised his head and looked at Fan Xian quietly, and was about to make a decision, for the fundamental interests of the Daqing Dynasty and for the sake of his life goals, he couldn't allow Fan Xian to throw too many secrets and too much power into the arms of foreign enemies, but if he really wanted to send him to the palace, Yan Bingyun knew that Fan Xian would die today.

Fan Xian didn't seem to be in a hurry, just waiting for Yan Bingyun's decision. At this time, a somewhat tired, somewhat old, and somewhat indifferent voice sounded in the shadow of the rockery: "It's been such a night, what is there to say, let those mothers-in-law listen to the gossip, what's good?"

Yan Bingyun's body stiffened, and he heard that it was his father who spoke, he turned around with great difficulty, his fists in his sleeves were clenched very tightly, and he was silent for a long time, knowing that his father was reminding him of something, if he let others know that Fan Xian was hiding in his house at this time, then he would have to kill him, and his father spoke out at the moment when he made his decision, which was naturally the strongest jǐng sue for himself.

If there was no Yan Ruohai to help, how could Fan Xian, who was seriously injured and his meridians were all in chaos, hide in the secret room in the rockery, how could his body be bandaged, and how could there be food and water beside him?

Yan Bingyun knew that his father's seemingly gentle and ordinary words were threatening him with the love of father and son. If he really decides to be unfavorable to Fan Xian, then this family ...... I'm afraid that I will be defeated from now on.

Fan Xian calmly looked at Yan Ruohai in the dark, looked at the old man everywhere, smiled with difficulty, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk about it, you can go back first." ”

Then, he said indifferently to Yan Bingyun: "You can't listen to what I say. There are a few files in the first pavilion in the courtyard that I took back from King Jing's mansion, and you can go and see them when you are free these days. ”

These words came out indifferently, and Fan Xian seemed to see that Yan Bingyun would not make a move on him. Yan Bingyun stood silent for a long time, his eyes were tightly closed, and finally left the rockery and walked towards his house.

"No one will come to the rockery, don't worry. Yan Ruohai walked under the rockery and said with a gentle smile: "What you said about the courtyard before is very good, I hope he can understand something." ”

Fan Xian smiled slightly and responded: "It's better to teach by example of the old gentleman and use your own head to protect my head...... For the sake of Qingguo, Yan Bingyun is still reluctant to use your life and death to prove his creed after all, since everything is valuable, presumably he will slowly think it through. ”

............ In the whole of Kyoto, except for the Yan father and son, no one knows the whereabouts of Fan Xian, and the search work in Kyoto is still in full swing, without the slightest relaxation, countless streets and alleys and houses have been turned over, but what makes the Qingguo court feel extremely strange is that Fan Xian, who was seriously injured and unable to move, disappeared from people's field of vision like a wandering spirit.

The Supervision Yuan is also cooperating with the will of the imperial court, carrying out all aspects of intelligence combing, but nothing has been obtained, and this pursuit is mainly by the military and the inner court, and the Supervision Yuan is only cooperating, so the affairs are not so busy correspondingly, and the current President of the Supervision Yuan, Yan Bingyun, is not as busy and nervous as Ye Zhong and Eunuch Yao and can't sleep, on the contrary, there are many pictures of him studying seriously in the square yīn forest building on Tianhe Avenue.

Yan Bingyun listened to Fan Xian's words that night, and began to read the letters and files that were hidden in the Jiage seriously, he read them carefully for three days and three nights before reading them, only to know that this was the excerpt and letter written by Ye Qingmei to His Majesty back then, which systematically told a lot of ideas about the future of Qingguo, but these ideas are too bold, no, it should be said that it is a big rebellion!

These words and sentences, which seemed to be poisonous, made Yan Bingyun feel that the fingers holding the paper were starting to get hot, and he was shocked and didn't dare to look at it carefully, so he only picked out the words about the origin of the establishment of the Supervision Yuan and read them carefully, because he knew that the Supervision Yuan was originally Fan Xian's mother, the Yamen created by Miss Ye Jia.

Why does there exist a Supervisory Yuan in the world? Perhaps the answer can be found in these letters, isn't the purpose of the Supervisory Yuan to be for the celebration of the country, and the purpose of the Majesty? But why is there not much mention of the person on the dragon chair and the person who may sit on the dragon chair in the future?

Whether Yan Bingyun wanted to read it or not, whether he dared to read it or not, but those not very graceful words still entered his heart like a devil, he began to ponder, began to be in a daze, and began to feel that he was threatened by his father that night and forced to contain Fan Xian in the mansion, which may not necessarily be a completely wrong decision and completely harmful to the Daqing Imperial Court.

He walked to the window of the secret room, looked through the glass window at the corner of the imperial city in the twilight, squinted slightly, and felt that the red light that came from the back was a little dazzling. After being slightly stunned, he took out a black cloth from a corner of his desk, tore it open again, and carefully and carefully covered it on the glass window, blocking the view of the palace, as if this way he could feel more at ease.

The emperor in the palace was seriously injured by the assassins, but luckily did not return to heaven, but sometimes unconscious, sometimes awake, I don't know what the situation is today, but when the powerful emperor occasionally woke up, he calmly and even a little indifferently issued a series of orders to pursue, so as to keep Fan Xian in the territory of Qingguo, on the contrary, for those assassins from Northern Qi and Dongyi City, those assassins who survived, the court did not care much at all.

Yan Bingyun lifted the corner of the black cloth, squinted at the glorious imperial city, and thought of another thing, it seems that in addition to chasing Fan Xian or finding Fan Xian's body, the inner court is vaguely looking for something, in His Majesty's heart, it seems that that thing is more important than Fan Xian, so what could it be?

............ The light snow is falling and falling, and there are no traces left on the square in front of the palace for a long time, and the blood and snow have long been cleaned, revealing the clean and neat bluestone blocks below. Those flying arrow marks did not leave the slightest proof, only the blue bricks on the vermilion wall of the imperial city, and the bluestone ground to the west, a few terrifying deep holes, showing the cruelty of the rì, and at the same time proving to the people of the past that the terrifying extraterrestrial blow did exist, not just a conjecture of movement.

Fan Ruoruo wore a snow-white coat, standing quietly in front of the palace gate under the imperial city, waiting for the forbidden army and the guards to jointly examine the waist card to enter the palace.

Today, Rì entered the palace because His Majesty personally ordered after waking up, and the Tai Hospital personally went to Fan's Mansion to invite her, not only because Fan Ruoruo's medical skills from Qingshan and Fei Jie's family have reached a certain level, but more importantly, the serious injuries suffered by the emperor are not the internal injuries and sword marks left by those assassins, the most deadly, or the steel pieces that were splashed into the flesh and blood in the middle of the chest, and as we all know, this strange treatment method called surgery, in the whole world, it seems that only Miss Fan will do.

On the way here, Fan Ruoruo had already learned about the current physical condition of the emperor from the mouth of the imperial doctor, and knew that His Majesty did not die under his own shot, Fan Ruoruo's heart did not know how to feel, but it was wonderful that she did not have any disappointment that was too strict, but she was a little confused.

She lived in the palace for five months, stayed in the imperial study for five months, and it can even be said that she was the woman who had stayed with His Majesty the Emperor for the longest time over the years, and she knew very well what kind of person the king who was getting old, but the key was that this king treated Fan Ruoruo differently.

"Be careful after entering the palace, if you ...... His Majesty is inconvenient for a while, if you want to stay in the palace for treatment, you have to send a message to the palace. Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, stood beside Fan Ruoruo and whispered, there was an unconcealed worry between his eyebrows, treating the emperor was an extremely terrible thing, and what was even more terrifying was that His Majesty's injury was inseparable from Fan Xian, and Fan Ruoruo was Fan Xian's most painful biological sister.

Thinking of Fan Ruoruo being placed under house arrest in the palace a few months ago, Shizi Hongcheng had a very strong worry in his heart.

"Hmm. Fan Ruoruo smiled slightly, the indifference and frost on his face gradually dissolved, bowed his head and saluted Hongcheng, and then walked towards the palace with the imperial doctor under the leadership of the guards.

She has always known Li Hongcheng's intentions, and she was deeply moved by it. Especially in recent days, Fan's mansion has been searched repeatedly, whether it is Lin Wan'er's identity as the county lord or Fan Ruoruo's status in His Majesty's heart, in the face of Fan Xian's big crime, it has become something that does not need to be mentioned. At this time, after returning from Xiliang Road, Li Hongcheng, who served as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, did not avoid suspicion at all, and sat in the Fan Mansion very bravely, suppressing those wolf-like sergeants.

If there is no Li Hongcheng, I am afraid that today's Fan Mansion will be too sad.

Walking in the quiet and cold palace gate, the footsteps sounded quietly, Fan Ruoruo lowered her head slightly, and felt that what her brother said back then was right, this life was originally a play, and it was often a ridiculous drama. His majesty almost died under his own gun, but at this time he was going to treat his wounds...... Fan Ruoruo didn't make up her mind about how to deal with it until the moment she entered the palace, she knew that Her Majesty had woken up, and fortunately, Her Majesty had woken up and made a will, so that Fan's Mansion did not suffer a catastrophe. In terms of the crimes committed by Fan Xian, the entire Fan Mansion is afraid that it will be imprisoned, at most, Lin Wan'er, Fan Ruoruo and the children, Liao Liao, and several people will be brought into the palace.

However, His Majesty did not issue this will, which made Fan Ruoruo extremely impressed by his sister-in-law's choice not to leave Beijing, although still no one knew what Fan Xian and Emperor Xià said and reached an agreement the night before the palace change, but at least Lin Wan'er should have guessed something, the current Kyoto is just desperately chasing and killing Fan Xian, and did not use the power of thunder to suppress the people sheltered by Fan Xian.

The fact that the Fan Mansion did not leave Beijing and returned to Lanzhou undoubtedly also expressed an attitude, an attitude to test the sincerity of the emperor to fulfill his promises.

As soon as she thought of this, Fan Ruoruo admired her sister-in-law's state of mind very much, and she had a feeling of adoration for her brother Fan Xian in her heart, who else in this world could force a powerful king to suppress his anger after being assassinated?

The palace was close at hand, Fan Ruoruo gradually calmed down, she was in the Star Picking Tower just to help her brother escape from Kyoto, in fact, in the final analysis, she could not have too much resentment towards the emperor, after all, more than twenty years ago, the death of the poor baby who had never met was too far away from her.

............ came to the last day of the first month, and the footsteps of the twelfth year of Qingli finally fell steadily on this land, but the footsteps of the Nanqing court still could not be steady, although the emperor was able to sit up and read the chapter, but after all, he could not be too distracted, and He Zongwei was dead in the middle book of the door, and there were key officials in the ministries who were ruthlessly eliminated by Fan Xian, and there was some chaos in the court for a while, but fortunately, Hu Daxue fought for this old life, and did not return to the house for seven consecutive days and nights, and it was not too much to delay the major affairs of the court。

And Yīn's footsteps in the shadows are still trampling in chaos, and Kyoto seems to have returned to normal, but in fact it is still under very strict control, especially for the hunting and killing of those assassins, and he has never breathed a sigh of relief. The Qingguo court must be proud of this matter, those Jiupin powerhouses who were seriously injured by His Majesty first, and then by ten thousand arrows, should still be besieged in Kyoto in fear, in such a large capital, but it can strictly seal the possibility of these strong people escaping, on the one hand, because these strong men are too seriously injured, on the other hand, they must also admit the horror of the Qingguo State Machine.

At present, the deaths of five assassins have been confirmed, and the corpses have been transported into the palace, but there are at least three assassins whose names are still missing, namely Lord Wolf Tao, the first master of the Northern Qi Palace, Wang Shisanlang, the young apprentice of the Sword House in Dongyi City, and the Holy Maiden Begonia Duoduo of the Northern Qi Dynasty. The three men were almost captured a few times in Kyoto, but it was only after paying the price of blood that they escaped from the siege.

As for...... Fan Xian, he didn't even find the shadow, yes, Fan Xian is gone, the shadow is gone, and the Qingguo officials in charge of the culling work only discovered at this moment that the characters cultivated by the Supervision Yuan are indeed too talented in these aspects.

However, the officials were still confident, because Lord Xiao Fan was too seriously injured, His Majesty was broken, and this person's meridians had been destroyed, and it was impossible to recover within a year.

On the other hand, those court officials who entered the palace every night to return to the progress and handed over the fold to His Majesty could not help but see another scene that they had long been accustomed to but now was particularly strange, His Majesty was lying weakly in the quilt stack, and a woman dressed in ordinary girl's clothes served His Majesty coldly but carefully, serving His Majesty medicine and feeding him.

That woman is Miss Fan, and the court officials have already seen her face in the first five months, but they can't imagine that she has only been out for a day, why did she come back again?

Not only is Miss Yu Fan waiting in the palace every day, but the Fan Mansion, which is regarded as a place of death by everyone, does not seem to have become hell, and the people in it live as usual.

What is this called? His Majesty wants to kill Xiao Fan, but he is afraid that he wants to go crazy, but he doesn't want to embarrass his wife and sister at all? This scene is so absurd and ridiculous that it is really a little incomprehensible.

............ The dull atmosphere in Kyoto was finally broken one day in early February, when Eunuch Yao received a top-secret message, and after a long conversation with His Majesty Xià, who was weakened after his injury, in the imperial study that night, countless men and horses from the inner court and the military quietly gathered from all sides and came to the gate of the first-class Chenghai Viscount's Mansion.

At the first moment when the morning light came out, the green buds on the trees were still sleeping under the veneer, and the gate of Yanfu was suddenly slammed open, and the sergeants who gathered from all directions guarded all the directions, and more than twenty masters jumped directly from the high courtyard wall, they seemed to know where the target was, and pounced directly on the rockery in the back garden.

Eunuch Yao held his hands and waited calmly outside the Yan Mansion, without the slightest intention of entering the Mansion to speak, this Mansion is not a simple place, not to mention how long Lord Yan Ruohai had been in the Supervision Yuan back then, and said that the young male owner of the Yan Mansion today is also the president of the Supervision Yuan after all.

This operation did not reveal any news to the Supervision Yuan, because once the noble person was really caught in the Yan Mansion, I was afraid that Yan Bingyun would not be able to explain it clearly.

Xiao Yan Gongzi was wearing a pajamas, looking at the arrogant sergeant searching around the mansion with a solemn face, the anger in his eyes became stronger and stronger, but his expression remained calm, the most successful Jiān in Qingguo that year was meticulous, and his heart was strong, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

He didn't rush to his father's residence behind the garden, he just stood inside the bedroom door and watched indifferently as this scene unfolded. On the bed behind him, his wife, Miss Shen, slowly sat up and asked in a trembling voice, "What happened?"

"Don't you know what's going on?" Yan Bingyun didn't reply, and his voice was squeezed into a cold line.

Shen Wan'er, who was sitting on the bed, had a drastic change in her face, and only after a while did she respond in a trembling voice: "What did you say?"

"Only my father and I know, and it was you who reminded me of this. The corners of Yan Bingyun's lips flashed with an extremely bitter smile, "It was indeed me who lost you back then, but after so many years, I thought you had forgotten about it, and we were husband and wife after all, but I didn't expect that you didn't let my Lao Yan family die, and I was still unwilling." ”

Shen Wan'er's body trembled, knowing that Xianggong had seen through what he had done, and said sadly towards Yan Bingyun's back: "Where did I have this idea, but he is a prisoner after all, if the court knows about it, how can our family escape from it?" Besides, he is a powerful person, if he hid in by himself, the palace did not find out, and the court could believe it." ”

"Yes, our family has the merit of the first act, but we also have the sin of protection. Yan Bingyun's smile was so cold and bitter, "I still can't figure it out, why are you doing this, you are from Northern Qi, when did you become so loyal to my Daqing court?"

There was a noise in the courtyard of Yan Mansion, but this master's bedroom was so quiet, Shen Wan'er behind Yan Bingyun lowered her head and was silent for a long time, and finally raised her head bravely, her eyes were full of lingering resentment: "Why? What did you say? Don't forget, I'm always your wife." Yes, that matter has nothing to do with you, but you dare to say that that matter has nothing to do with him Fan Xian!"

Miss Shen's voice was not very loud, but it looked extremely sad and resentful, she looked at Yan Bingyun's back and cried bitterly and said: "My father was killed by the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and then the whole family was raided, and the family was destroyed...... You don't know what it means to have a broken family! More than 200 members of my family have died! My three-year-old brother has also died! Who did this?"

"This was done by the Emperor of Northern Qi, but you think I really don't know, this is all Fan Xian's idea with that woman named Begonia!" Miss Shen's eyes were full of hatred, "But what can I do?" Fan Xian is your boss, your friend, and the person you never say, but actually admires the most...... Can I still expect you to avenge my family's 200 or so people?"

"Since he dared to flee to my side and let me discover it, I could not afford to miss this opportunity. After Miss Shen finished saying this, she knew that no matter how things developed, it would be impossible to save the heart of the man in front of her, so she sat on the bed with a limp body, and she couldn't help but be a little shocked, why did she, a woman who didn't know anything, do such a bold thing driven by hatred.

Yan Bingyun's body stiffened slightly, but he didn't react, just sighed in his heart, feeling a little confused.

The rockery in the back garden had been excavated alive by the sergeants, but they couldn't help but stay where they were when they looked at the dusty secret room inside, and at the space where no one seemed to have ever been. Yan Ruohai, who was shocked out of the room by the sound, looked at these sergeants and masters of the inner court with a frown as if he didn't know anything, and said in a cold voice: "What's going on!"

............ "I hid in the house, but I never worried that something would happen. On the carriage, Fan Xian leaned comfortably on the cushion, although the meridians in his body were still a mess, although he was worse than a waste man at this time, but this could not affect his good feelings, at least he had already left Kyoto, and he felt happy for no reason when he saw the more vivid scenery of Kyoto's four fields.

When he left the Yan Mansion, he didn't know what had happened, and he didn't know that Miss Shen had never forgotten the tragedy of the Shen Mansion in the capital in the Northern Qi Dynasty in the fifth year of the Qing calendar, but he trusted Mr. Yan's ability. The Yan father and son were all boiled into jīng horns in the supervision courtyard, how could they not even notice the abnormal movements in their own house.

It was still Yanfu's strong ability that finally saw an opportunity to send Fan Xian out of Kyoto. At this time, the carriage was walking on the morning dim road in the mountains, and the person driving it was an official in the Supervision Yuan, but it was not an old subordinate that Fan Xian was familiar with, nor was it an old man in the Qi Nian group.

"That's Lord Dean's Fortune Qitian. The official of the Public Prosecutor's Yuan who was driving the car smiled and said, "Otherwise, the Dean would not have found such an opportunity to send you out of Kyoto." ”

The two deans, the former one is naturally Fan Xian, and the latter is naturally Yan Bingyun. After the official was silent for a moment, he suddenly spoke: "The dean wants me to ask you one last word, can you really do it if you promise him not to go to Northern Qi and not betray the imperial court." ”

"This dead ice lump ......" Fan Xian scolded with an angry smile: "I said that I naturally have to do it, and I am not a tabooless guy like the old cripple." ”

"After you return to Beijing, help me hand over this letter to Yan Bingyun and ask him to find a way to send it to the case of His Majesty the Emperor. Fan Xian pondered for a moment and then explained, handing over a thin letter.

The content of the letter is very simple, that is, he has left Kyoto, and he will fulfill the agreement between him and the emperor that night, and he also asks His Majesty to abide by the promise of the Son of Heaven that it is difficult to chase the horse, and wish His Majesty good health and take care of himself.

The main reason for this is because of the few friends who are still locked in Kyoto. Fan Xian knew that the main goal of the emperor was himself, and if he could escape from Kyoto alive, then it would not make much sense to spend national strength and cause discussion again, and leave Thirteen Lang and them in Kyoto.

The carriage made several turns in the wilderness of Kyoto, circled several times, and took three full days to reach a neighboring city of Oshu Prefecture with the help of the secret paths in the mountains and a few transfer points prepared by the Supervision Yuan.

Naturally, the carriage would not enter the state city, but chose to hand over here, looking at the familiar face, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, and said, "You are here, I will be much more relieved." ”

Rushing back to Nanqing from Beijing from Northern Qi, Wang Qinian, who had been preparing to respond outside Kyoto, disguised himself as an old man, his face was full of wrinkles, he got into the car to inspect Fan Xian's injury, and couldn't help but feel heavy, not in the mood to laugh, and shook his head.

"What do I have to pretend to be?"

Wang Qinian took out the fat powder and floral cloth clothes from his arms, and said with a reluctant smile: "Pretend to be an old pole, my daughter-in-law and son-in-law......"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, and did not make a hypocritical gesture, he took it directly and said, "It's much more convenient for you to pretend to be an old pole than me." ”

When he was changing clothes, Wang Qinian couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, "My lord, could it be that from the beginning, you have already planned that you will be able to leave Kyoto?"

"I'm not a god, and plans can't keep up with changes. ”

Fan Xian smiled slightly, and then responded: "If I can win in the palace, naturally I don't have to go out of Beijing again, but since I am defeated, then I must ensure that I survive, fortunately, my luck is as good as ever." ”

"I've heard that it's not a place for people to go, and there are not many people who can go, but anyone who dares to go ...... All dead. ”

"Who said they are all dead? Kuhe is alive, Sean is also alive, my uncle, my mother is not alive and well?" Fan Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was chasing the backs of those characters back then, and said softly: "It's not enough to just survive, I was defeated in Kyoto this time, so what other choice can I have than to go to the temple to find my uncle?" This is something that has been thought about a long time ago, you don't have to stop me." ”

Wang Qinian's face was a little ugly, and he said in pieces: "I don't want to stop you...... Who in this world dares to stop you? Those who dare to stop you, except for His Majesty, I am afraid that all the others are dead, just temples...... It's not a palace, it's a place where the immortals live, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a place for decades with you. ”

"Our goal is not to toss. Fan Xian coughed twice, forcibly controlled the burning pain in the meridians in his body with his heart, and reluctantly smiled: "Don't be too afraid." ”

This in itself is something that Fan Xian has thought about, he has more knowledge of that ethereal temple than anyone else in the world, and even vaguely, he can capture the true background of the temple, of course, this qiē is just a guess.

His Majesty was so powerful that even after the gunshot, he still survived and woke up. Fan Xian knew that after this battle, His Majesty would never leave the palace in person and risk his life. The situation between Fan Xian and the emperor now is that they are holding each other hostage based on the long conversation before their father and son started. After all, this is a war between two people, whether it is Emperor Qing or Fan Xian, they don't want the war to continue to the world, so Fan Xian has failed miserably in this battle, and he must find a force that is enough to defeat His Majesty.

The world can no longer be found, only to go to the sky to find it, Fan Xian's mood is a little heavy, he knows how noble the temple is in the hearts of the world, but he is very worried about the safety of Wuzhu, for the injury of his meridians, for many, many purposes, he has to go to the temple to make a difficult trip.

"How to go?" Wang Qi pulled the reins and asked a very truthful word, everyone in the world respects the temple, but no one knows where the temple is.

"North, all the way north, all the way north. Fan Xian said.