Deng Ziyue was slightly stunned, thinking that on this rainy day, he was not waiting for his subordinates to be filial piety, not feasting in the Xinfeng Pavilion, not going back to the house to enjoy the warm stove tea, but going to Yanfu under the heavy rain, I don't know what the adults are thinking in their hearts.

"I'm going to get a car. He said to Fan Xian in a deep voice, and prepared to walk to a place across the street.

Fan Xian shook his head, put the hat of the raincoat on his head with his backhand, and was not afraid of the heavy rain pouring outside, so he walked into the rain of the long street, and let the rain hit the gray and black clothes on his body.

The official uniform of the Supervision Yuan is very ordinary, but there are also special styles, such as when investigating cases on rainy days, they usually wear this kind of raincoat - the sleeves are wide but not long, all of them are waterproof fabrics, and there is a one-piece hat at the back, the style is somewhat peculiar, like a windbreaker, and like a cloak, the rain falls from the sky, and it will be smooth down when it falls on this dress.

When Mr. Shu saw this kind of clothes in Kyoto for the first time, he was very happy, and took the nickname: "Lotus Clothes", which means that the rain slides down from the lotus leaves like pearls. But after all, the style of this raincoat is a bit strange and incompatible with the current aesthetics, so even with such a wonderful name as Lotus Yi, it still has not spread among the people, and only the officials and spies of the Supervision Yuan will wear this kind of clothing.

So on a rainy day in Kyoto today, as long as you see this kind of person wearing a black and gray sè lotus robe, everyone knows that it is the Supervision Yuan who comes out to do business, and they will avoid it.

Fan Xian is currently walking into the rain, and a few people in the Qi Nian group naturally dare not slack off, just like that moonlit night, divided into several directions, not far and not close to defend him, walking forward on the rainy long street of lonely Liao Shaoren, the rain hit the clothes, and the boots stepped on the stagnant water, click!

There were a few people in the fog, and there was a taste of silence and killing.

The owner of the Xinfeng Pavilion who bowed down to see off the guests looked up at this scene slightly, thinking in his heart that this Fan Tisi was really a wonderful person, and with a few subordinates, he actually wore this strange dress with beauty and texture.

――――――――――――――――――――――― Yan's Mansion is not far away, after walking in the rain for a while, going around an alley, and then walking out to the right, you can see the door of the mansion that is not very spacious, when I think of the father and son in this mansion, who are in charge of the foreign espionage activities of this imperial court, even Fan Xian can't help but feel a little more dignified.

Yan Ruohai, as a veteran minister who has been in charge of the Supervision Yuan for ten years, has won the sacred heart, and Chen Pingping is also deeply respected, even if it is the six ministers in the court, he does not dare to be arrogant in front of him, and because the Supervision Yuan was set up at the beginning of the year, the official rank was set very low, so later, for the convenience of acting, His Majesty was basically using the means of awarding orders and knights to forcibly elevate the political status of the officials of the Supervision Yuan.

For example, Yan Ruohai was a second-class viscount a few years ago, and last year Yan Bingyun was betrayed by the eldest princess to Northern Qi, in order to appease these loyal ministers in the Supervision Yuan, His Majesty directly promoted Yan Ruohai's title to a third-class earl.

However, there is no new plaque at the door of the Yan Mansion, and the small title under the Yan Mansion still says "Jing Cheng Zi Mansion" has not been replaced with "Jing Cheng Bo Mansion", and the words are also in black instead of Jin Sè, which is extremely low-key. However, Fan Xian knows that in addition to the generations of ministers who are crowned princes, only the ministers who are ordered by His Majesty to give the house are qualified to write the title in front of the mansion, so it can be seen that the mansion of the Yan Mansion is also given by His Majesty, and it is impossible to be low-key if you want to be low-key.

Standing at the gate of the mansion where the heavy rain did not stop, the deacon on the door had already seen him coming, and as soon as he saw the raincoats worn by this group, he knew that it was an official in the supervision institute, but he didn't know whether it was a colleague of the master or a friend of the young master, so he hurriedly went down the steps, covered the rain with his hands, and greeted Fan Xian and his party.

Fan Xian lifted the rain hat on his head, revealing slightly damp hair, and asked, "Is Xiao Yan at home?"

The deacon was about to say that the old man was not at home, and when he listened to the other party's words, he realized that he was here to find the young master, and then looked at this delicate face, and guessed which one it was, and said respectfully: "The young master is at home, may I ask if the lord is Lord Tisi?"

Fan Xian nodded, took off his raincoat, and rested it on his forearm. The deacon quickly took it, held up an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, and said, "Your Excellency, please come in." ”

This is a smart man, knowing that the young master has come back from the north and has a lot to do with this Fantisi, so he took it upon himself not to report it first, and went directly to welcome him. Fan Xian also had this idea, glanced at the deacon with a smile, and walked into the mansion naturally, after all, his official rank was above the Yan family father and son, and there was no need to be polite in this case.

This was his first time in the Yan Mansion, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about the environment in the mansion, but as the deacon's umbrella walked inside, he didn't see anything unusual along the way, just enough rain to moisten the large and surprisingly strange rockery in the courtyard, so that the moss on it seemed to be as green as a green chūn.

After going around to the rockery, it is the inner courtyard of Yanfu, Fan Xian looked at the two people listening to the rain under the corridor in the distance, smiled slightly, waved his hand to signal everyone not to follow him, but he slowly stepped on the stagnant water on the stone slab, trying not to make a sound, and approached the corridor.

In the rain of the corridor, the stone steps by the pillar were wet, and even the place under the corridor was also wet, but the two people under the corridor were still unmoved, sitting on two chairs, looking at the rain in autumn in a daze.

One of them naturally just returned to Beijing Xiaoyan Gongzi, and the other was Miss Shen, who had fled thousands of miles, the two sat on the chairs, did not speak, did not look at each other, just put their eyes into the rain, as if they were looking forward to the beaded curtain woven by the rain that kept falling, which could turn their eyes back and cast them into each other's eyes.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, and found that Yan Bingyun's face was still frosty, but there was more tenderness in his eyes than in his eyes, and Miss Shen beside him seemed to have gotten rid of the misery of being ruined, with a slight hint of shame on her face, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

It's just that this pair of resentful couples don't speak, don't look at each other, and treat each other as if they don't exist, and the scene is really a bit weird.

And what made Fan Xian feel even more strange was that Miss Shen was wearing a dress with a ring, and her feet were actually shackled, dragging a long iron chain, and the end of the chain was in the room, looking at it, it was actually locked by Yan Bingyun!

............ After watching quietly for a while, Fan Xian sighed in his heart, knowing that Yan Bingyun's mood at this time must not be as relaxed as it seems, otherwise he wouldn't have even stood behind the two of them for so long without noticing.

So he coughed lightly.

Yan Bingyun looked back, and saw that hateful and gentle smile, his eyes were full of anger, and he didn't know if he was angry because he was disturbed, or because he was forced to stuff a female captive and wanted to trouble Fan Xian.

Miss Shen saw Fan Xian, but she didn't know what mood to be in the opposite direction, her face was gloomy, she got up and left the chair, and entered the room with a slight blessing, with the sound of iron chains, which kept echoing in the corridor on a rainy day.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――― Yan Bingyun didn't seem to be surprised that Fan Xian would break into his mansion, and after inviting him to sit down, there was no unusual expression on his face. But Fan Xian was a little surprised by the coldness of the mansion, he sat on the chair after Miss Shen left, felt that there was still some residual warmth under his buttocks, and couldn't help but feel a slight wave in his heart, forcibly suppressed his untimely and inappropriate reverie, and said: "I thought that you had worked hard to return to Kyoto, and there should be many congratulatory officials in the house, but where did you think that on a rainy day, only you and the girl of the Shen family looked at each other and cried speechlessly." ”

Yan Bingyun defended very seriously: "First, I didn't look at her, and she didn't bother to look at me when I thought about it. Second, it's the day I'm crying, not me. ”

Fan Xian shrugged and didn't say anything.

Yan Bingyun continued: "My father has always disliked dealing with officials in the imperial court, and I am not a celebrity like Lord Tiji in Kyoto, so the house will naturally be deserted. ”

Fan Xian shook his head: "I know that before you went to Northern Qi, you were a famous son and brother in Beijing, and now after returning to China, you will definitely be promoted again, how can those who want to talk to your Yanfu not come to the door? ”

Yan Bingyun's face was expressionless: "My father has three dogs and has been chained to the door, so no one dares to go to the house." ”

Fan Xian was stunned, touched his slightly wet hair, and said, "Why didn't I see it when I entered the mansion?"

Yan Bingyun said: "There is heavy rain to stop the guests today, and those big black dogs are tired for so many days, so let them rest." ”

Fan Xian was speechless.

............ "My lord is visiting today, and I don't know what to do. ”

It can be heard that Xiao Yan Gongzi deliberately wants to distance himself from this little Fan, and I think this is also due to the family education. Fan Xian ignored this, took out the cylinder directly from his arms, opened the cylinder and took the roll, and threw it in his arms.

Yan Bingyun picked it up and squinted at it, his face was a little unnatural, and said: "The adults really trust their subordinates, but this is all a way to live, and it is already a violation of the regulations to show me." ”

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't think that you are about to take over your father's class, and you can avoid me every day...... If you call me my lord, it is clear, although I am in one place and you are everywhere, but after all, I am also a priest, and I am really in a hurry, I sent a warrant to transfer you directly to one place, demoted you, and you have nowhere to reason...... So don't talk so much nonsense, help me see this information is serious. ”

Yan Bingyun said angrily: "How can there be any reason to drag people into your muddy waters! If you use officials to coerce me again, I will go to the dean to reason!"

Fan Xian waved his hand, looked at the rain outside the corridor, and sneered: "You just say it, in the end, I really fished you out as the main book, don't regret it." ”

Yan Bingyun swallowed back the stuffy breath in his chest, pointed to the intelligence and said in a cold voice, "What do you want to know?"

"A big topic. Fan Xian stood up with a soft smile, walked in front of him, looked at his face with a silky beauty in the cold, and said word by word: "I want you to find out for me whether there is any relationship between the second prince and the Cui family." ”

There was a deep silence in the corridor.

Yan Bingyun didn't have a shocked or frightened expression on his face, pointed to the tube of paper and said, "Since I went to Beijing, I knew that you would definitely deal with the Cui family, and you didn't hide this from me, but ...... The second prince has never had any rumors, and he has something to do with Xinyang. He naturally knew that Fan Xian's deal with the Cui family was because of the relationship between the eldest princess, and when he checked the relationship between the Cui family and the second prince, he naturally wanted to target the eldest princess, so it was a little strange why the second prince was involved.

"Intuition. Fan Xian said calmly: "I didn't hide it from you from the beginning of the fight against Xinyang, because in this matter, you and I have a natural alliance." As for being suspicious of the second prince, it was because I found that during my half a year in Northern Qi, he seemed too quiet in Qingguo...... And I have recently come to know that this seemingly inconspicuous Second Highness has such a big influence in the court, and so many officials have a hot relationship with him. ”

The reason why Fan Xian thinks that the second prince is quiet is a little unusual, because from the perspective of his previous life, in the battle for imperial power, the prince with innate advantages, as long as he does nothing, can basically guarantee his future, and for more than a year, without the secret influence of the eldest princess, the prince is indeed doing this. The second prince is different, if he wants to ascend to the throne of the great treasure in the future, he must do something, the quiet dog may bite, but the quiet prince must not grab power.

Yan Bingyun glanced at him a little strangely: "It seems that the lord has decided to get involved in the struggle of the princes. ”

Fan Xian smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm just preparing, in case I won't even have a house to live in by their struggle in the future." ”

Yan Bingyun was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about the impact of this matter. After all, as a courtier, no one will not care about the future direction of the government, especially young and promising ministers like Fan Xian and Yan Bingyun.

"Your Excellency...... Is it someone from the prince's side?" Yan Bingyun suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Fan Xian's eyes a little unreasonably, and asked such a question that seemed a little stupid, too direct, and left no room for anything.

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, but there was a slight smile on his face, and he shook his head and said, "No." ”

Yan Bingyun gradually smiled after being silent for a while: "It turns out that my lord...... It's the person of His Majesty. ”

Fan Xian didn't say anything, knowing that the other party would definitely help him - Yan Bingyun had been imprisoned for a year, and he had already been bored, and now that he was still recuperating when he returned to Kyoto, he gave him such a "fun" and "exciting" thing to do, and he was not afraid that he would not take the bait.

............ Yan Bingyun lowered his head again and looked at the case file in great detail, and shook his head: "Although the reconnaissance in Beijing is not as good as it was back then, it is still good. It's just that such a big outline of the matter can't be started from the intelligence of Beijing alone. Intelligence needs to be cross-referenced, these materials are already finished products, and they are of little value, I know that Mu Tie is a person, he has a very good way to deal with a single case, but he can't control such a big situation at all. If...... If the adults trust me, I'll take care of it. ”

Fan Xian looked at his lowered head, looked at the silver thread between the eyebrows of this young man who was only a few years older than himself, squinted, and said, "I trust you." "Trusting this thing is such a simple and purely heart-based thing.

"How long will it take?"

Yan Bingyun raised his head, his words were flat but suddenly rose with confidence: "I'll go around next month, and I'll give you news before the end of the month." ”

Fan Xian nodded: "Is there anything you need help with?"

Yan Bingyun shook his head: "If this matter gets big, I don't want to be a scapegoat." ”

"Don't worry, I like sheep the most. Fan Xian laughed, happy not only that the two seemed to have found a tacit understanding in Beijing in Northern Qi again, and began to plan some things at the same time, but also that he knew that if Yan Bingyun really began to investigate this matter, then in the future, Xiao Yan Gongzi could only follow Xiao Fan.

The relationship between the second prince and Xinyang must be investigated, but it is more important to be able to catch Xiaoyan in his own team.

"That's right. Yan Bingyun suddenly frowned and said, "I want to ...... Ask for a soldier from an adult. ”

Fan Xian asked curiously: "You have been recuperating, are you secretly checking something?" As for asking for soldiers, there are so many strong soldiers under Lord Yan, you need to ask me?"

The rain outside the corridor was even more urgent, and it cracked on the stone floor, as if it wanted to rush out countless pockmarks, and the trees in the courtyard, after drinking enough water, also began to hang their leaves low, and began to fear the tyranny of the torrential rain. Yan Bingyun's brows flashed with a hint of melancholy and worry, and said: "There is a serial murder case in the south, which runs through several state capitals, and many people have died in the thirteen yamen of the Criminal Department and have not caught the murderer, so this case has been transferred to the courtyard after His Majesty's edict. ”

Fan Xian nodded, he was a well-informed person, and he still remembered that when the two of them were in Beijing in Northern Qi, he had received a secret report from the courtyard, but he didn't care much about it at the time.

Yan Bingyun was a little puzzled and said: "This is within the authority of the four places, but I didn't expect that after the four places took over, thirteen secret agents died in a row, but they didn't catch the clues of the murderer, and the death was extremely miserable, according to the report, this murderer is obviously a strong martial arts cultivator, but there is no way to confirm how many pins it is, but seeing that he can quietly kill so many investigation officials, it is estimated that it is at least above the ninth grade." ”

Fan Xian also began to be interested in this matter, in the world of Chengping, as long as a martial arts practitioner has the strength of more than nine grades, no matter in which country, he can get the official strong recruitment, the imperial court to welcome it, even the military for some reasons, also changed the attitude of previous years, began to absorb this kind of master.

It's just that there are not many masters above the ninth grade in the whole world, and Dongyi City has a rich armor in the world, and there are four swords to welcome guests, so the number of masters above the ninth grade in the world is the largest.

Therefore, a master of more than nine grades can be like the Ye family, become a member of the military force that protects Qingguo, and can also become a supernumerary assassin of the imperial court like He Daoren of Northern Qi...... These are choices that are both rich and expensive and have the status of rivers and lakes.

Serial killing? Is it preparing to force Jiān or robbery? A nine-rank master, there is absolutely no need to do these things.

"Maybe he's a psychopathic killer. Fan Xian sighed, "...... Just love the thrill of killing. ”

Yan Bingyun frowned, as if he didn't expect that there would be such a person in the world, of course, he didn't fully understand the meaning of the pervert, and said: "The damage everywhere is too great, so the imperial court needs to send strong warriors to the south to investigate, but you also know that there are not many masters above the ninth rank, and these few in Kyoto, the official ranks are above my father, and they naturally can't open their mouths everywhere, and His Majesty will not agree, so I am ready to borrow troops from you, my lord." ”

Fan Xian said curiously: "There is no such master in a place...... Even if it is a guard at home, there are only two seven-rank at most, which is already a big deal. ”

Yan Bingyun curled the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "What I want to borrow is ...... And the six long knives he has under his command!"

Fan Xian looked at his scheming energy, couldn't wait to slap it over, and said with a cold sneer: "Our two brothers have the same wish, I also want to keep Gundam by my side, and I will ask the old man for it as soon as possible, but what is the result?" He spread his hands: "Like you, it's just wishful thinking, how can the people in the palace lend it to us casually." ”

"I don't care about this. Yan Bingyun smiled and said, "If Gundam is transferred to the adult's command in the future, please borrow me for a few days." ”

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, looking at the smile that rarely appeared on his face, and sighed in his heart, knowing that the Yan family had a way in Beijing, could it be that the other party had heard something? Could it be that the seven knives of Gundam really want to belong to himself, when he thought of this good thing, he couldn't help but be happy, and promised: "Inherit your auspicious words, if there is really this day, it is good to borrow you to make it." ”

After finishing his business, Fan Xian glanced at the quiet room and began to tease him: "How are you doing with Miss Shen recently?"

As soon as Yan Bingyun mentioned this matter, he immediately turned into ice again, and said coldly: "My lord, please respect yourself." ”

"Self-respecting fart!" Fan Xian scolded: "You made an iron chain to tie her up, that would make her self-respecting, but you are just like the killer in the south mentioned in front of the head...... Perverted. ”

――――――――――――――――――――――――― rain has been falling, the atmosphere is not harmonious, under the same roof, Fan Xian proudly opened his teeth and claws, and he couldn't speak, he could guess that the word pervert was not a good word, he was angry, he gritted his teeth and slapped his chair and said bitterly: "If you hadn't left her in the mission, I would have been tossed and had no way?"

"It's not a long-term solution for you to pretend to be a maid, not to mention that I don't think you need to lock her with iron chains, with you in this house, it is estimated that Miss Shen will not be willing to go anywhere else. Fan Xian continued to smile and stimulate him.

"What can the lord do?" Yan Bingyun sneered: "That princess of Northern Qi is also good, after staying in Kyoto for a few days, she was able to summon the eldest prince to come to the mansion to put pressure on me and let me treat Miss Shen well." She is a heavy daughter, a wanted criminal in Qi State, and now she can't be killed and killed, and she can't be released, what can she do?"

There was a faint cry of resentment in the room.

Fan Xian took his gaze back from the door, only then did he know that the eldest prince actually knew about it, and frowned and said, "If it's really inconvenient, I'll take Miss Shen back to the house." ”

Yan Bingyun Huo Ran raised his head, Fan Xian was silent strongly, and after a long time, Yan Bingyun nodded slowly.

............ After the group left the Yan Mansion, there was already an extra carriage transferred from the Fan Mansion in the team. Fan Xian didn't take a walk in the rain anymore, Yaxing, sat in the carriage, looked sideways at the worried Miss Shen, and smiled and comforted: "Miss Shen, don't worry, stay a little rìzi, and when things fade, I will send you back to Yanfu." ”

He investigated the matter of the second prince based on the fair and honest reason of the mortal enmity between himself and the eldest princess, and also on a vague reason that he would never declare. The matter is too big, if you don't hold something in your hands, you really don't dare to trust Yan Bingyun completely, trusting this kind of thing, although it is a matter of intuition and judgment, but when it is not enough, it is more of an entanglement of interests - the only thing that satisfies Fan Xian is that Miss Shen is in the house, and I believe that Yan Bingyun will often come to the house to talk to him.

Yan Bingyun was deeply influenced by the atmosphere of the Supervision Yuan, although he was a little secretly unhappy with Fan Xian picking up Miss Shen, but there was not much resistance, after all, Miss Shen was also a time bomb for his Yan House, although it had not exploded yet, it had already disturbed his father and son to quarrel every day, and now he was taken back to the house by Fan Xian, on the one hand, the two sides reached an exchange to seek a balance of trust, and on the other hand, it was also a temporary calmdown.

Fan Xian looked at the rain street outside the window, sighed, thought of a year ago, and opened the box on a rainy night, thinking of the madness of that night, and then thinking of his own dark and boring now, he knew that he had not had time to change the world, and the world had changed himself very profoundly.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the Dengshi, the rain gradually decreased, the number of people increased, the speed of the carriage slowed down, and the front seemed to be a little crowded, and it was temporarily unable to move. At this time, on the long street that could only accommodate three carriages in parallel, a carriage overtook from behind, and formed a road with the carriage of Fan's mansion, and a plump arm with goose yellow sleeves stretched out, lifted the curtain of Fanxian's carriage, and shouted in surprise: "Master!"

Fan Xian had already paid attention, raised his hand to signal Deng Ziyue, who had already pulled out a knife next to the car, to stop, and looked over in surprise, a little surprised that the other party hadn't seen him for half a year, and he actually remembered the identity of his master.

Ye Ling'er in the carriage opened her bright eyes, looked at Fan Xian and Miss Shen in the carriage in surprise, covered her mouth and said, "Sure enough, he is worthy of Ling'er's master...... Which sister was deceived by you?"

Fan Xian scolded angrily: "I know that I am the master, and I don't know how to speak respectfully, I am about to be the second princess, what are you still wandering around outside on this rainy day?"

Today's Fan Xian has begun to suspect the real role played by the second prince in the murder on Niulan Street, the banquet was invited by the second prince, although it was later found out that it was the news that the manager had voted to the eldest princess, and the scribe who the eldest princess had placed in the prime minister's mansion secretly plotted with the second brother Wan'er, but Fan Xian has never relaxed for the second prince, because the coincidence with the prince after returning from the summer vacation by the lake was arranged by the second prince, a person who is used to calculating others with his heart, but he is afraid that it will not be very bright。

Everyone thought that the eldest princess supported the East Palace, and Fan Xian, including Fan Xian, did not jump out of this idea at the beginning. But now that I look closely, with such a perverted power of the eldest princess, I hope to support a genuine prince...... What's the point for her?

When Fan Xian and Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, had a meal in Yishiju, they unexpectedly found that the backstage boss of Yishiju was the Cui family, and the backstage of the Cui family was Xinyang.

And if the second prince and the eldest princess are really in the same line, then Fan Xian had no choice but to say to him - sorry.

............ Although he had already begun to investigate the second prince, Fan Xian did not have much resistance to the girl in front of him, the girl who would become the second princess next year, and even the expression on his face was very good. The first meeting with Ye Ling'er was not pleasant, and later she used small means to fight with the big coffin, but after marriage, she often came to the house to play with Wan'er, and after a few contacts, Fan Xian admired this beautiful little girl with eyes as clear as jade, because she had a free and easy energy that was different from the average lady.

It's just that he can't stand it, Ye Ling'er always calls him master in front of Wan'er, and then calls Wan'er's sister, and calls himself an older generation.

Ye Ling'er in the carriage said excitedly: "Master, why don't you go to play with me when you come back?"

"Master, where are you going?"

"Master......"

Fan Xian rubbed his temples, listened to the string of words, smiled wryly and sighed, "Wukong, you are naughty again." ”