Holding a scribe passing by, looking at the other party's lifeless face, Fan Xian felt a little nervous for some reason, but a little kind, as if he had found the unique taste of Comrade Fei Jie, and greeted him with a sweet smile: "Hello." ”

The owner with that lifeless face, like the rest of the people in the Supervision Building, looked at Fan Xian with a very wonderful eye, and after a while, he said, "Hello." ”

These two words are a bit blunt.

Fan Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, smiled and asked, "It's really presumptuous, it's just ...... Why do people stare at me? ”

The man laughed, showing his white teeth, and he found the young man with a slightly shy smile very interesting, and asked rhetorically, "If in a place where strangers have never come in, and suddenly everyone finds a stranger, you say, won't everyone stare at him?"

Fan Xian suddenly realized, and then he was full of puzzlement, and asked: "Isn't this the yamen of the Supervision Yuan?

The man pointed to the door and kindly explained, "Look over there." ”

Fan Xian glanced at it and found that there was no one at the gate of the Supervision Yuan, and those pedestrians were also walking around the street from a long distance.

The man laughed, his smile was a little terrifying, and the old skin on his cheeks wrinkled: "The people of Kyoto have always avoided our yamen, and as for official business, our supervision yuan has never done office affairs, only hospital affairs, and Your Majesty has made it clear that the other six yamen are not allowed to be involved in the affairs of the court, so we have never had anything to do with other yamen." ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly: "I see, it seems that I am really a reckless trespasser." ”

The man asked curiously, "You don't know what our Inspectorate does?"

Fan Xian responded: "I probably know a little. "After all, he is a disciple of Master Fei Jie's sect in the third department of the Supervision Yuan, and he still knows a little about the functions of the Supervision Yuan.

"Then you dare to just break in. The man shrugged, "Most people think of this place as the Yama Hall of the world. ”

Fan Xian smiled helplessly: "Maybe the reason why I met Yama Luo when I was very young?"

The man laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Very good, very good. ”

There were some goosebumps on the skin on the right shoulder under Fan Xian's clothes, and he felt that the tone of this person's speech was like those guys on Sun Erniang's board?

"Is there anything I need help with?" the man smiled.

Fan Xian immediately felt that the other party had become the front desk of a hotel in his previous life, he shook his head, got rid of this untimely distraction, pinched a piece of broken silver with his fingers in his sleeve and stuffed it, and asked politely, "Is Fei Jie there?"

The man was stunned and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything for a long time, and then, Fan Xian found that the other party's expression was no longer the previous indifference, but became respectful and a little afraid: "Are you looking for Lord Fei?"

While saying this, he flicked his fingers very beautifully, and returned the broken silver bullet stuffed by Fan Xian back into Fan Xian's sleeve. Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, knowing that the other party's hand seemed simple, but in fact it was very beautiful, at least he had been immersed in his hands for more than ten years to be so accurate, and then he knew that this seemingly ordinary official of the Supervision Yuan was also a hidden master.

Fan Xian nodded, admitting that he had come to find Fei Jie, and then noticed that the man was vigorously wiping his right hand that had patted his shoulder.

"Lord Fei is not here. The man replied politely, took a few steps back very covertly, and distanced himself from Fan Xian, "Lord Fei went to the border county inspector." ”

Fan Xian patted his head, and then remembered that he heard Fuji Zijing say that it would take at least three months for the president of the Supervision Yuan to go home this time to save his relatives, and according to Mr. Feijie's lazy temper, the only boss who could control him was not there, so he naturally had to slip away.

He complained to the man and prepared to leave. Before leaving, Fan Xian suddenly smiled and asked, "What is Your Excellency's name?"

"Xiaguan Wang Qinian. This official of the Supervision Yuan named Wang Qinian, when he saw this young man with a slight smile on his face, he dared to run to the Supervision Yuan alone, and dared to call Lord Fei Jie's name, thinking that the other party must not be simple, so he called himself a lower official.

Fan Xian knew that the other party heard that he was looking for Fei Jie, so he subconsciously connected himself with the existence of dangers such as poison, so he wiped his hands again and retreated. He looked at Wang Qinian with a smile: "If Lord Fei comes back, please inform him and ...... His students came to Kyoto. ”

Fei Jie's student, Wang Qinian, already had the urge to chop off his right hand at this time, and secretly scolded himself for his character of liking to touch and touch, and coughed twice in response.

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Walking out of the gate of the Supervision Yuan, the sunlight in the sky sprinkled through the tall trees on both sides of the road, and the shadows of countless leaves wrapped Fan Xian's whole body. He walked a little west, sat on the railing next to the flowing water, propped his hands on his side, and watched the crowd of people coming and going in the street, not knowing where to go for a while.

He didn't want to go back to Fan's Mansion, although he had a gentle and amiable sister there, but when he thought of Liu's family, his father, and the little fat man who was supposed to study happily every day, but was now forced to compete with him, his heart felt a little uncomfortable.

What belongs to him, he has the courage to fight for and will not give up.

But Fan Xian really doesn't know what really belongs to him in this world. After all, he had another life experience, and there was always some sense of distance from this world.

Came to the Supervision Institute to find Fei Jie, he hid it from his father, although Fei Jie is his teacher, of course his father knows, but he always feels that Fei Jie seems to be more trustworthy, probably because he didn't long after he came to this world, he began to follow Fei Lao Er around to appreciate the closeness of the corpse.

The fact that Teacher Fei Jie was not in Kyoto made Fan Xian's arrangements before entering Beijing a little problematic. So he was thinking, what should be done first.

As he thought about these things, he had already jumped off the railing and began to subconsciously walk back. When he passed by the gate of the Supervision House again, he paid attention and found that the pedestrians on the road were indeed walking on the right side of the street, avoiding the gate of the Supervision Yuan, as if they were afraid of the foul smell seeping out of the building.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the entrance of the building, the thin clouds in the sky flickered, and the sky was clear, but his eyes were shaken by a golden light.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked towards the golden light, only to find that there was a wide stele at the entrance of the Supervision Yuan, standing on the ground like a tiger, the stele was made of stone, and some words were written on it.

Fan Xian frowned, feeling that these words looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, but he couldn't find the source after racking his brains. His gaze looked down, and then he saw the sign.

It's an unfamiliar name, but it's incomparably familiar.