Yes, Fan Xian is not running away, he is walking near and running, in short, he is walking on the road far from Jiangnan, away from Kyoto, and away from the center of the Qingguo Zheng storm. Because he knew that no matter how the situation in Kyoto developed, the emperor Lao Tzu had already made up his mind, and no one could prevent the abolition of the prince.

In this case, it seems a little redundant for him to make any more moves, and he is very worried that when the emperor worships the heavens, he will pull himself back to Kyoto and stand in front of him as a humanoid shield - the crown prince is deposed, and there will definitely be a lot of turbulence in the court.

In this period, his feelings have always been a little low, as mentioned above, the questions about life are always floating in his mind, and he does not have the jīng qi to pay attention to these things—he knows in his heart that the farther he escapes, the wiser he will become.

And every time he thought that Emperor Qingguo was going to make such a decision in that beautiful and lonely Qing Temple, Fan Xian's heart was a little weird and uncomfortable - that temple was the place where he and Lin Wan'er first met, and it was the place where he and his wife fell in love, but now it has become a place of power struggle, which is really annoying.

So he chose to stay away.

When Yan Xiaoyi led tens of thousands of jīng soldiers to the north camp for a night attack, Fan Xian also got on a big boat on a slightly dull night and went straight from Hangzhou to the sea, preparing to make a harmonious journey around the undulating coastline in the east of Qingguo.

This time the trip was preempted before the emperor's will arrived, and Xue Qing was not notified, and it was carried out very secretly - Fan Xian didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore, so he ran very resolutely, if Emperor Qingguo found that his will to summon him could not be delivered, he might be angry, but he couldn't blame him.

He is a Qincha on Jiangnan Road, and he needs to sit in the government, and the only function that needs to sit in the government is in the Neiku area, and he traveled in disguise this time in the name of inspecting the East Road of Neikuxing, but the destination is Shanzhou.

There were two purposes for returning to the state, one was to go to see the nǎinǎi, and the housekeeper in the house in the state wrote that the nǎinǎi had not been in good health recently, which made him very worried. The second is to seek the opinions of nǎinǎi on the complicated situation in the future of Qingguo and the world. He grew up beside his grandmother in Shanzhou, and was taught by him, and whenever the tense became a little chaotic and uncontrollable, he always subconsciously wanted to ask nǎinǎi for guidance.

Maybe his grandmother won't help him, but at least she can calm his mind.

............ The big ship went out of the sea and struggled to move forward against the rising sun in the east. Fan Xian only had time to enjoy the magnificent scenery between heaven and earth, then returned to the cabin again, sat next to the large box of silver, tilted his head and began to count.

Counting the Cangzhou victory report sandwiched in the hospital newspaper, Fan Xian counted it, and didn't think there was anything wrong with this victory, but the timing of this war or local battle was a little strange - his brows furrowed - these days he has been working on arranged, once the situation in Qingguo is settled, how should he deal with it, whether the Supervision Yuan should let him out, how the emperor will arrange himself, but after carefully tasting it, he always feels that he seems to have thought too early.

The cunning rabbit died, and even if the lackey didn't enter the pot, he didn't have much meat to eat, but the problem now is that the cunning rabbit is not only not dead, but has always been too honest.

To be precise, as soon as the eldest princess Li Yunrui was not dead, Fan Xian did not think that this matter would come to a successful end.

After a few more years, the matter of the waste storage in Kyoto should have been carried out at a later stage, but Fan Xian was alone at sea at this time, and he did not know the progress of the matter, because he did not want to receive the holy decree, he even let the ship temporarily disconnect from the intelligence system of the Supervision Yuan, like a black sè with anti-radar function, floating alone on the sea.

This rì, the boat arrived at a small town on Jiangbei Road. The civilian boat he was on was converted from the military ship of the Supervision Yuan, and ordinary people couldn't see the problem, so he thought that this way back to Lanzhou should be unnoticeable.

Unexpectedly, the officials in the small town sent a generous gift respectfully, and withdrew themselves without asking for a meeting.

Fan Xian was a little confused, thinking to himself how could this petty officer guess that he was on the boat?

Wang Qinian said with a smile: "The adult is too imposing. ”

This sycophant shot was too bad, so Fan Xian expressed his dissatisfaction and set his eyes on another brother surnamed Wang.

Wang Shisanlang glanced at him, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Who knows? ”

Fan Xian was a little unhappy when he said that he admired the vanity side. Wang Shisanlang smiled heartily and walked to the side of the boat, holding a green flag, like a small sail, which looked very funny.

............ The most important thing in the officialdom is to exchange news, and the officials in that small town knew that Lord Tisi of the Supervision Yuan was on the ship, so the adults of the entire coastal area knew the news.

From that day on, the boat went north along the coastline, stopping at a certain place along the way, and local officials would come to give gifts, but they all seemed to guess that Fan Xian did not want to meet anyone, so they did not ask to meet.

After more than ten days of walking and stopping, there were 14 people on the boat to send gifts and say goodbye.

Fan Xian sat at the bow of the boat, looking at the "big green jade" passing by the side of the boat - it was the Dadong Mountain that was cut in half by the Heavenly Sword, and he was distracted, how could his whereabouts be all noticed?

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the farther and farther away from Kyoto and the emperor are getting farther and farther away, Fan Xian's mood is becoming more and more relaxed, but he is slightly intoxicated by the scenery along the way, and the scenery of officials waiting like grandsons along the way.

In another world in another world, there was once a drunken fox who took a boat on the Yellow River, and received countless gifts in a daze, received countless verbal benefits, and physical pains, but presumably the vanity of that senior brother must have been greatly satisfied. Especially in front of the shameless younger brothers and sisters.

Although no one dares to disturb, but vanity has also been satisfied, especially when the wind and rain are in full bloom in Kyoto, they can float on the sea, and the wind is fast, this feeling is really pleasant.

Even if the pleasure is only temporary.

............ After the boat passed the isolated seaside, like a half-jade sword piercing the heavenly dome of Dadong Mountain, and then turned two more corners, and could not see the temple on the top of the mountain, it approached the port of Shanzhou.

This sea route is the second time Fan Xian has walked, and he does not have the impact of the first time for the magnificent Dadong Mountain, but he still feels that his heart trembles slightly.

The big ship was moored in the port of Shanzhou, and no officials came to greet him, Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief, and took a few tiger guards and six swordsmen such as Gundam to the door of the old house in Shanzhou amid the blazing eyes of the people of Shanzhou and the endless cheers of peace.

Fan Xian smiled and thought, didn't he just come back a year ago? Why are these people still so enthusiastic and excited? He stretched out his hand and knocked on the familiar wooden door of the old mansion.

However, when his fingers just landed on the door, his brows furrowed, and he clearly felt that there were countless pairs of jǐngti eyes around the mansion focused on his body, but the owner of these eyes obviously knew how to hide his body, so that he didn't find out where the other party was in a short period of time.

Countless breaths, bright or dark, were filled with a suffocating sense of oppression, Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, his knees were slightly bent, his left hand grabbed the trigger of the sleeve crossbow, and his right hand naturally drooped, ready to hold the slender black dagger in his boots at any time.

Wang Qinian, who was following him, had the same face, the flat-ended Dawei Tianzi sword, the sword body was half exposed, the cold light was faintly visible, and the hilt of the sword was in the most convenient place for Fan Xian to reach out and pull it out.

Wang Shisanlang's eyes were lowered, and he held the green flag tightly.

Several tiger guards, led by Gundam, also sensed the abnormality, frowned slightly, and already grasped the hilt of the long knife with both hands.

Only the swordsmen of the Sixth Division of the Overseer were a little slower, but they had been scattered in front of and behind Master Tisi, and when they suddenly encountered the enemy's situation, they naturally leaned towards the shops on the street, and took advantage of the darkness of the building, ready to sneak into the darkness at any time, and engage in the most direct conflict with those lurking enemies.

............ Fan Xian is a person who is very afraid of death, so although he does not have many people, they are the most powerful horns in the world, there used to be a shadow and a begonia as a front general, and now there is Wang Shisanlang as a warrior, and with himself, Tiger Guard, and swordsman, such a powerful defensive force, even if a great grandmaster comes, Fan Xian is confident that he can support a few rounds.

In other words, he was always ready for the assassination of a certain Grand Master.

However, today outside the old mansion in Shanzhou, Fan Xian felt such a powerful force around him, but he felt the sense of oppression brought by the hidden people around him, and this sense of oppression still came from one person, which proved that the person who came was not a great master, who else in this world could gather so many masters?

Fan Xian frowned, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

The wooden door of the old mansion of Fanfu in Lanzhou was slowly opened, and with a creak, the atmosphere of tense confrontation between the fields disappeared immediately.

A very familiar face appeared inside the door, but this face should definitely not appear in Shanzhou!

"Lord Ren. Fan Xian looked at Ren Shaoan, the Taichang Temple Zhengqing in the house, and said with a wry smile: "Why are you waiting for me at my house?"

Ren Shaoan smiled, but did not greet him, and made a gesture of please. Fan Xian paused slightly, glanced back at Wang Shisanlang, Wang Shisanlang smiled, and stayed outside the house with the swordsmen from the six departments of the Supervision Yuan.

Fan Xian took Wang Qinian, Gao Gao and others to the old mansion, and walked all the way, not finding anything abnormal, but he could feel that this courtyard was extremely quiet in the past, but now it is full of tension, and outside the wall behind those trees, I don't know how many masters are hidden.

Walking to the door of the backyard, Ren Shaoan stopped, and a eunuch took Fan Xian alone with a smile on his face.

The smile on Fan Xian's face became more and more bitter, and he looked at Eunuch Yao speechless for a long time.

Walking to the small building in the backyard, there were several officials waiting quietly on the first floor. Seeing Fan Xian coming in, they all got up and saluted, and Fan Xian returned the salute one by one, recognizing the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Tianjian people.

Eunuch Yao was sent to the first floor, and Fan Xian carried his placket and walked to the second floor with heavy steps, and Nǎinǎi lived on the second floor.

Lifting the bead curtain outside the second floor, Fan walked in steadily, looking at the slightly sickly nǎinǎi on the collapse, a trace of distress flashed on his face, and a trace of palpitations flashed in his heart when he looked at the middle-aged man who was holding nǎinǎi's hand and talking next to the couch.

He walked to the couch, knelt down in an orderly manner, kowtowed to the two of them, and then said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, why are you ...... Coming?"

At this time, Fan Xian's heart was full of shock and helplessness, this time he left Hangzhou to go to Shanzhou, watching the scenery along the way, he thought that he was as chic as a senior brother, waving his sleeves, and leaving the matter of waste storage behind...... I never thought that Master Yue Buqun was waiting for him here.

―――――――――――――――――― "Can't I come?" The emperor looked at Fan Xian with a rather unpredictable smile on his face, and said slowly: "You have been on an errand all the way, and you have come to Shanzhou on an errand, I remember that I only let you have the right to run Jiangnan Road, but I didn't let you take care of the affairs of Dongshan Road." ”

Fan Xian said with a bitter face: "The main thing is to check the East Road of Neikuxing, after crossing Jiangbei Road, I thought that it was not far from Shanzhou, so I came to see nǎinǎi, I heard that nǎinǎi is not in good health, and I am a ...... who is a grandson."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor was already slightly angry and said: "Filial piety is not something to be used as an excuse...... Run, I'll see where else you can run!"

Fan Xian was dumbfounded, thinking that you want to abolish the crown prince, you just don't want to participate, and you won't be angry like this, right? It's just that he has infinite doubts and worries in his heart at this time, and he is not stupid enough to fight with the emperor, and said with a smile: "The minister is an ant in the hands of His Majesty, and he can't escape from the palm of his hand." ”

This sycophant obviously did not change the emperor's mood, but the emperor didn't seem to want to pursue the matter, and said lightly: "Since you are here to do your filial piety, hurry up and take a look, if you can't cure it, be careful about your skin!"

After saying this, the emperor stood up and whispered in the old lady's ear: "Mom, you take care of yourself, and I will come to see you in the evening." ”

Then he walked out of the room on the second floor and threw down the confused Fan Xian.

Fan Xian rubbed his legs and stood up, sat down beside nǎinǎi, put his fingers on nǎinǎi's veins, and after a while, his body was weak, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The old lady smiled and said, "You monkey, aren't you afraid to scare me like this? My body is fine, you are only afraid of something else." ”

Fan Xian was speechless with guilt.

He was really afraid of other things, the emperor actually came to Lanzhou unconsciously, isn't there an empty palace in Kyoto? At the critical moment of abolishing the crown prince, why did the emperor dare to stay away from Kyoto!

When has this been? How could the emperor be so stupid as to go out on patrol!