After a while, there were five muffled sounds in the quiet second floor, and then Mu Peng finally stiffened and could no longer move. It seemed like a few simple rounds, but in fact, Fan Xian competed with the other party in terms of courage and poisoning skills. Mu Peng lost the first move, but he regained the priority like a ghost, if Fan Xian was a little afraid of that Peng medicine powder, he was afraid that he would lose a great opportunity to control the other party.

Especially the poisonous smoke emitted by the small porcelain bottle at the end, Fan Xian actually wrapped it in a cloth, which was not only a means of poisoning, but also contained a very clever true qi cāo control kung fu, as well as the small means and skills of each of his fingertips.

Facing the scattered packages on the bed, as well as the layer of green cloth on the side of the bed, the stiff wooden tent was terrified, and secretly wondered who it was that he could restrain himself in a moment with such a great ability to use poison.

Fan Xian took off the hat full of medicinal powder, carefully put it together with the changed face, took out the fire fold and lit it, and the toxin melted when it met the fire, and it was no longer effective. After making sure he was safe, he removed the gloves he was wearing, grabbed the collar of the wooden tent, and carried him to another room.

took out an antidote pill from his arms and ate it, but he still felt a burst of heat in his throat, thinking that he was fortunate to be well prepared, otherwise he would let that puff of medicine powder go directly to his face, and he didn't know what the consequences would be. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little awe-inspiring, looking at the wooden canopy in front of him who couldn't move, and after thinking for a while, he forcibly pried open his lips, crushed a pill and sent it in.

"I'm not as good as you in terms of medical skills, but you're not as good as me in using poison...... Senior Brother Mu Peng, you have been in Nanqing for two years, and it is time to talk about your intentions. ”

Fan Xian coughed twice and sat opposite the wooden canopy, this sentence was not pretending to be chic, but expounding a fact, just like the sentence he said to Zhuang Mohan at the Night Temple Poetry Meeting many years ago, now that Fei Jie is going overseas, Sean died early, and the one in Dongyi City who used poison disappeared in large quantities, and when it comes to using poison to detoxify, no one can really beat him.

Mu Peng was stiff and couldn't move, but he could clearly feel that the dropdrop toxin was flowing into his heart along with the needle-pierced acupoint on the back of his neck, he didn't know what kind of poison it was, it was so powerful, but he knew that since the other party fed him the antidote pills, he was going to ask something, and he wouldn't let himself die for a while.

And just after Fan Xian spoke, he immediately recognized the identity of the other party, except for the brother of the little junior sister, who else in this world dared to boast in front of his own medical master.

Mu Peng was able to speak at this time, looking at Fan Xian, his eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and gloom, and said: "Little Fan, I'm just a doctor, why use it so strongly?"

"You're not a peerless beauty, what am I doing with force?" Fan Xian shook his head: "I just want to know, as the second disciple of Kuhe, why did you hide in Nanqing for the past two years." ”

Mu Peng smiled and said, "The reason? You should know very well that Old Dean Chen's health is getting better and better?"

Fan Xian's brows furrowed extremely tightly, and said, "This is exactly what I don't understand, the better the old dean's life, the more sad you Northern Qi people will be?"

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Mu Peng's eyes quietly, and said, "Is this Kuhe's last life before he died?"

Mu Peng used silence to represent recognition.

Fan Xian took a deep breath and said, "You should know what the Seven Divisions of the Supervision Yuan do. ”

The seven divisions of the Supervision Yuan are responsible for the punishment of prisons, and the most famous and horrific torture methods in the whole world are all in that prison. Mu Peng listened, but he was unmoved, and said lightly: "Lord Xiao Fan, could it be that this is your Nanqing's hospitality? Ling Mei studied art in my Qingshan, and I Mu Peng asked myself to teach each other, and there was no hiding selfishness, even after Dadong Mountain, the first master also handed over the entire green mountain to Xiao Junior, and the court did not change its attitude. ”

He looked at Fan Xian and said with a smile: "Could it be that just because I am conditioning Dean Chen's body, I should die? ”

Fan Xian was silent, knowing that what Mu Peng said was very right, the other party had been hiding in Nanqing in the past two years, and after the investigation of the Supervision Yuan, he really didn't do anything, but just tried his best to regulate Dean Chen's body.

But the problem is that this matter itself is very weird, the last life of the great master of Kuhe, one is to let Begonia collect the Hu tribe on the grassland, and with the support of the Northern Qi Dynasty, it will become the biggest external trouble in Qingguo, and the second is the southward movement of Mupeng, so that Chen Pingping can continue to live well, what is the great benefit to Northern Qi?

Fan Xian couldn't understand this question, so he would make a move on Mu Peng in private.

"You're ready to leave. ”

"Since the little junior sister is back, what should I do if I don't leave?" Mu Peng said: "It's just that I left a little late and was caught by you." ”

"I noticed your savings a few months ago, but you rarely went to Qingshan in previous years, so I can't confirm your identity, if you just help me confirm it. Fan Xian lowered his head and said, "For Ruoruo's sake, I won't kill you for the time being, but until I figure out what you Tianyi is thinking, I won't let you leave Nanqing." ”

Mu Pengmian changed drastically, knowing that he would be imprisoned in the Supervision Yard, but he didn't know how long he would be imprisoned, and whether it would be as long as Sean?

............ "It turns out that the doctor is the second apprentice of Kuhe, Kuhe is amazing and brilliant in his life, everything he is involved in, all of them are the ultimate in the world, no wonder this doctor has a very high level." ”

Chen Pingping, who was in a wheelchair, laughed, bent her index finger and nodded, letting the old servant behind her push her to the depths of Chen Yuan. Fan Xian followed the back of the wheelchair silently, listening to the squeaky sound and the sound of babbling women singing not far away.

"I don't care what you do, it's just a doctor, why do you bother to make this trip. Chen Pingping gently knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair, which was his habit for many years, his fingertips knocked, making an empty sound, and said hoarsely: "Anyway, I haven't been fed poison in the past two years." ”

Fan Xian stood under the tree next to the wheelchair with his head down, shook his head, and didn't believe Chen Pingping's words at all, with Chen Pingping's knowledge, how could he not see the problem of Mu Peng. After thinking about it, he said, "I just don't understand what Kuhe ordered Mu Peng to go south for before he died. ”

In the past two years, Mu Peng has not only been extremely concerned about Chen Pingping's body, but also secretly organized a large number of medicinal materials that are also extremely rare in the Qingguo Palace through various channels, and with his clever hands, he successfully stopped Chen Pingping's aging and old injuries, and made the old man live a healthier and healthier life.

Chen Pingping turned the wheelchair, facing Fan Xian, waved the old servant to leave, and then propped up her jaw in the wheelchair and fell into silence. The lights of Chen Yuan's house came from behind him, and Fan Xian couldn't see his old face clearly, only a thick ink-like figure.

"Kuhe is a very remarkable person, if according to what you said, Begonia's life experience and Xihu's arrangement all originated from his dying decision, then Mupeng went south to save my life, which is naturally also a part of his strategy. ”

Fan Lang came for the second time, so he naturally forced the old comrades to listen to the report on the affairs of the hospital for a long time. Chen Pingping said a little helplessly: "This old bald head, if you die, you will die, what do you do with so much heart." ”

"Actually, you should know very well the reason why Kuhe desperately saved my life. Chen Pingping scratched her itchy back and said: "Xihu is my external trouble in Daqing, and if I live, it will definitely become Daqing's internal worry." ”

Although the old man did not directly say his judgment, Fan Xian's heart had a chill, and after standing stiff for a moment, he stepped forward, stood behind Chen Pingping, gently pulled down the old hand, tickled for him, and said softly: "You have not done anything in the past two years, Your Majesty has a little affection for you, and the most important thing is that there have been so many traitors in the court, and it is impossible for him to think about you in order to cherish the face of the heavenly family and the light of your first monarch." ”

Fan Xian understands the emperor of Qingguo, so there should be no problem with this inference, Emperor Qing and Chen Pingping I have different feelings, they have been friends for more than 30 years, and they have never had doubts, I don't know how many big things have been done in this world, it can really be described as an outlier in the court.

If Chen Pingping has a different heart for Emperor Qing, no one believes it, and if Emperor Qing is afraid of Chen Pingping's power, no one will believe it. His Majesty the Emperor wants to set a model for the courtiers of the world, and wants to leave his image of a benevolent monarch in the history books, if even a die-hard black dog like Chen Pingping can't tolerate it, what will he use to convince future generations?

"The problem is that no matter what, the affection will always fade. Chen Pingping felt Fan Xian's hand moving on her back, and sighed comfortably, "Affection is like my poor back, after a long time, when I get old, it is easy to dry up and itch, and there is no new credit to moisturize it, everyone wants to scratch it." ”

Fan Xian's hand paused, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty treats you differently than ordinary courtiers. ”

"It's really different, and I definitely appreciate the grace of His Majesty in this regard. Chen Pingping said slowly: "But I am also different from ordinary courtiers, two years ago, you had suspicions, I also listened to your opinion, and I will not continue, but...... His Majesty is also suspicious of what happened two years ago, and he will always feel uncomfortable. ”

Fan Xian was silent, after the rebellion in Kyoto two years ago, he was puzzled by the role played by Chen Pingping's Supervision Yuan in this matter, and Yan Bingyun also secretly told him those questions afterwards.

Although on the surface, Chen Pingping was attached to the shocking overall situation of His Majesty the Emperor and was playing with the means, Fan Xian knew that the situation at that time was really a little delicate, whether it was Ye Liuyun's sudden backlash, or the emperor suddenly became a great master, as long as one of these two conditions was not complete, Chen Pingping might make a move that shocked the whole world.

"In the matter of Dadongshan, I once had some expectations and some thoughts, although these thoughts were well hidden by me, hidden very deeply, but the eldest princess vaguely saw it, so in the whole Kyoto rebellion, she never paid attention to me, because she knew that our big goals at that time were very close. Afterwards, the bitter lotus also saw a little, so before he died, he asked Mu Peng to save my life and prolong my life. ”

Although Fan Xian knew it, he was still shocked when he heard Chen Pingping admit it in person, his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be able to walk down Dadong Mountain alive. Chen Pingping lowered her head and said: "When Rì received the summons from His Majesty in Weizhou, I sighed a little, why is it so difficult to die alone? ”

"Of course, I didn't jump in a hurry like the eldest princess. Chen Pingping coughed twice and said, "Maybe at the beginning, I didn't think that His Majesty would die so lightly. ”

Fan Xian said in a hoarse voice: "Since you didn't jump, and there is no evidence, of course Your Majesty will not suspect you." ”

"Who is Your Majesty? He hasn't checked me, it doesn't mean that he hasn't suspected me. It's just because he believes in our royal affection, and he can't figure out why I should bother with those thoughts. Chen Pingping smiled and said: "But the most important thing is that he knows that I don't have a few years to live, in order to take care of the relationship between me and him, and in order to repay my kindness to save his life back then, he gave me a chance to die naturally." ”

"If I die of old age or illness, whether he doubts him or I doubt him, it will become an old thing under the loess. Wouldn't it be the best ending for me to enjoy honor after I die, and let go of my heart and go with the wind?"

Chen Pingping Yan said: "I must admit that this is His Majesty's kindness to me, and this is the best destination he chose for me. So two years ago, you asked me to let go, and I let go, waiting for the day when I die of old age. ”

"But the problem at the moment is ......" Chen Pingping's smile had two more ridiculous meanings, "To my surprise and His Majesty's surprise, my tattered body and bones have survived to this day, and if nothing else, it seems that I can live for a few more years...... The longer I live, the more uncomfortable my Majesty's heart will become, and one day, he will come to me in person and ask me some stories, and before he dies, won't Kuhe just wait for this to happen?"

Speaking so far, Fan Xian has nothing to say, if the emperor really perceives and believes in Chen Pingping's disobedience, it must be a great turmoil in the Qingguo court, and he is sandwiched between the two, of course, he can't watch Chen Pingping die, and the Qingguo strife will come. Kuhe's vision before his death was so far-reaching and vicious, and in the midst of the complicated affairs of the world, he accurately grasped the only crack after Qingguo, which was really powerful.

He knew that what Chen Pingping said was right, the emperor had left enough kindness to Chen Pingping, if Chen Pingping died naturally, His Majesty would not have any sense of guilt, and naturally no longer bothered to pay attention to the Dongshan matter.

However, Chen Pingping survived in good health. Fan Xian or the emperor could not gently persuade this dean who had dedicated his life to the Qingguo Imperial Court, die early, die, if you die, Qingguo will be too peaceful...... "I seem to be a person who should have died a long time ago." Chen Pingping pursed her lips and said quietly: "It's just that when death is coming, I realized that I was still afraid of death." ”

As the founder of the Supervision Yuan, Chen Pingping, who was frightened by countless people, actually admitted that she was afraid of death, and if outsiders heard it, she was afraid that she would be surprised. But Fan Xian just listened quietly, he was a person who had died once, and of course he knew how unbearable it was to wait quietly for death to come.

Decades ago, the mainland was turbulent, with Sean in the north and Chen Pingping in the south. But even these two most powerful characters in the dark world still seem so weak when facing death.

When Sean died, Fan Xian was on the sidelines to see him off. At this time, he looked at the thin old man in the wheelchair, and thought gloomily, no matter how the situation develops in the future, he only hopes that when Chen Pingping is dying, he can give him a ride by the side of this lonely old man who has no children and no daughters.

"Your Majesty will not be as lonely as Kuhe wishes. Fan Xian suddenly figured out something, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's xìng feelings have changed a lot, even if you were suspicious of you, but the past two years have proved that you have no intention of resting, he will not do anything." ”

Chen Pingping also laughed, patted Fan Xian's hand on her shoulder, and said: "Your Majesty has done your best to me, I have nothing to worry about, even if I can live for a few more years? ”

With these words, Fan Xian's mood finally relaxed, and suddenly his heart moved, and he picked a small yellow flower from the darkness at his feet that was tenacious and open in the winter wind, and pressed it into the white hair of Chen Pingping's sideburns.

Chen Pingping smiled.

Fan Xian took his leave and left. Until the end of the conversation, Chen Pingping didn't say why he was disobedient to His Majesty, and Fan Xian didn't ask, because he knew the reason for this qiē, but he didn't know what he should do after the qiē was clear.

The old servant walked out and pushed Chen Pingping to walk around the garden, and after a long time, Chen Pingping suddenly sighed faintly and said: "Kuhe has lived for too long and knows too many things, so he will make this decision, fortunately, as Fan Xian said, His Majesty should be able to suppress the xìngzi and wait for me to die of old age, but ......" He turned his frown and said: "You say, when Fan Xian, this kid hugged my corpse and cried, would he blame me for lying to him and using him?"

No matter which way you look at it, His Majesty the Emperor will be fully patient with Chen Pingping's death. Fan Xian thought like this, and at the same time walked towards Chen Yuan in the cold wind of the night, solving a big problem in his heart, he felt that the whole person was relaxed.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's singing voice came out of the night wind, which was extremely clear, but it continued to rise and not fall, very stubborn and persistent, like the little yellow flower picked by Fan Xian before, and like the old man who lived in this garden.

―――――――――――――――――――――― in the biting cold wind, Fan Xian couldn't help but stomp his feet. In November, the sun could not rise at this hour, and the smell of the cold seeped down the leather boots under his feet, making his feet a little numb from the cold.

Fan Xian didn't understand why the sun came out late in winter, so why the time of the dynasty couldn't be moved back. It's just that this is a thousand-year-old etiquette rule from the Great Wei, even if he is powerful now, there is no way to change this qiē, he looked at the darkness around him, there are some red lanterns that are bright and hidden, and he thinks that it really feels like a ghost movie.

Today is the rìzi of the Great Dynasty Meeting, according to the practice of the imperial court, the civil and military officials got up from the warm bed in the middle of the night and came to the palace gate to guard. There were many people who staged ghost movies with Fan Xian, and Scholar Hu was also stomping his feet beside him at this time, completely without the dignity of the first civil servant of the court.

"Your Majesty will let you enter the palace in a sedan chair, why bother standing here with me?" Fan Xian hugged the stove, sighed white air, and said gossip to Scholar Hu in a low voice. Now that the old scholar Shu Wu has completed the task of passing on the help, he is glorious to return to the old, and the middle school under the door is naturally headed by Hu Daxue, although the scholar is healthy, but His Majesty Xià thinks that he is also a little old, so he is allowed to enter the palace in a sedan chair.

Scholar Hu glanced at him meaningfully, smiled and said, "You are standing here, no one dares to come up to talk to you, don't you welcome me?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, Wuzhou Yuezhang's civil power in the court was dispersed by the emperor, and the Supervision Yuan has been paying close attention to the rule of officials all these years, although the officials in the court and the central government are in awe of themselves, and they respectfully greet them when they see them, but few dare to stand beside them.

Just as he was thinking like this, a red lantern burst out of the darkness. Under the guidance of the servant, he came to the two of them, bowed his face calmly, and the red light shone on the young minister's face, showing a bit of sincerity and harmony.

However, Fan Xian's eyes narrowed.