This is the first time in the three years since Fan Xian entered Beijing that he has planned a thing completely alone, without the help of the old men and without Yan Bingyun's plan, but he can still use the huge intelligence system of the Supervision Yuan and the huge file resources that have been preserved over the years, and begin to stretch out the tentacles of the palace from outside the palace to the palace.

There is a lot of pressure, but he must learn to bear this pressure, in the process of preparing for this matter, he did not consider telling the truth to his father and Chen Pingping, but the thoughts of these two elders are really difficult to fathom, no one knows what kind of Cheng dù their loyalty to His Majesty Xià is, let alone whether such a plot that will definitely make the royal family chaotic will be forcibly suppressed by the two elders for some reason.

So he chose to go alone in the night.

In order to prevent attracting the attention of people with intentions, Fan Xian used a very clever name, and what he carefully touched was only peripheral news, and then he turned his hand a few times and sent it to the remote and quiet courtyard in the city.

He didn't dare to be silent in the study for too long, so as to show some traces, he was still filial to his father as usual, wandering in the garden, and went to Ren Shao'an's mansion to be a guest halfway, but this year Xin Qiwu did not invite him as in previous years.

Fan Xian knew in his heart that Xin Qiwu was the prince's neighbor after all, and at this moment, when the prince gradually woke up from silence and used his good performance to hide from everyone in the palace, Xin Qiwu must have been signaled by the East Palace and no longer tried to win him over, but this change did not seem sudden. Xin Qiwu found a good excuse, and personally went to the house to give a generous gift.

After counting the rì, Fan Xian finally thought about the beginning and end of this matter more clearly, and after going through the plan in his mind, he stood in the position of the investigator after the fact, and examined the clues in his mind with a cautious eye, confirming that the investigation of the royal family from top to bottom, it was difficult to pull Hong Zhu into it, and it was not possible to implicate himself, so he felt a little more relaxed.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Fan Sizhe, who was stuffed in the house, pestered his brother to go out for a walk. Fan Xian glared and refuted back: "Are you still the second young master of the Fan Mansion? Now the courtyard is hiding your whereabouts...... But surely the palace has already known where you are...... Now no one in the criminal department has come to arrest you, it is the palace to give face to my father and my brother, you go out to show off with such a fat face, where is the face in the palace? Someone will come to arrest you soon!"

Fan Sizhen was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself why his brother was talking so harshly today, but he had been working in Northern Qi this year, and he still retained the business genius of the year, and he got rid of a little exaggerated, and immediately saw that his brother had something on his mind, and his mood was relatively heavy, and he said casually: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Fan Xian suddenly thought that the few Northern Qi masters who had gone south with Si Zhe were now arranged in a grange outside the city, and his heart moved slightly, but he immediately threw away those thoughts. Even Dean Chen and his father didn't dare to be alarmed, not to mention that his precious brother was just seen by Si Zhe, and he always had to cover up.

He paused slightly and then said, "On the tenth day of the last day, His Royal Highness's palace opened to welcome guests, and I will also go." ”

"Mo Shi'er?" Fan Sizhen pursed his lips and said with a grin: "Brother, that's a big prince, it seems that the eldest prince really values you very much...... I actually picked such a day to invite you. ”

Fan Xian sneered: "I'm afraid it's the princess's meaning...... What am I worried about? I said that I would take Hongcheng there, but yesterday someone from the palace reminded me that on the day of the last ten years, our second highness would also go. ”

Fan Sizhen gasped: "Oh my God...... Brother, you beat the Second Highness into a puddle of mud, and now you have to sit at a table to eat, beware of that girl coming to yīn. ”

Fan Xian frowned and said, "That's not the ...... Who would dare to kill someone in the Grand Prince......'s Mansion? I feel a little hard to deal with. ”

Fan Sizhen lowered his head, and immediately understood what his brother was worried about, the eldest prince chose to invite guests at the end of the tenth year, and it was Fan Xian and the second prince who were invited, thinking that the eldest prince still had the idea of wanting his two "younger brothers" to make peace again, and it was impossible for the elder brother not to give the eldest prince face, but ...... It is even more impossible to let go of the second prince, no wonder it is so difficult.

He thought he had figured out the reason why his brother was so heavy, shook his head and said, "Just eat, you won't answer anything anyway, and Your Highness won't take you." ”

Fan Xian smiled: "That's the same reason." He glanced at his brother twice, and suddenly said, "Do you really want to go out? Then you can't get out of the car, you can only look in the car." ”

Fan Sizhen was overjoyed, looking at him pitifully, since the return of the Northern Qi Dynasty, he has been locked up in the mansion, even the ancestors on the first day of the New Year can only kowtow a few times in the carriage, he has already suffocated, listening to his brother's order, nodding again and again.

............ During the drive around Kyoto, the snow particles fluttered down like catkins.

The Fan brothers walked around the bustling streets of Kyoto twice, and in the middle of it went to the bookstore to learn about the recent situation. The two owners came, and the shopkeeper who replaced Qiye in Qingyutang hurriedly got in the car to report, just listening to the report was only secondary, Fan Sizhen just wanted to see this small bookstore when he started his own business.

Leaving the bookstore, I went to Baoyue Tower again.

The carriage stopped outside the hidden back door on the side of the Baoyue Building, Fan Sizhen tilted his face, looking at the three-story building, the young man's face was full of the old man's sigh, he had already sighed when he looked at the bookstore before, and at this time, looking at this jì courtyard that changed the fate of his life, those complicated feelings in his mind suddenly came up.

Fan Xian lifted the curtain and walked down, saying, "Come on." Fan Sizhen was overjoyed, didn't say anything, and followed him out of the car.

Someone was already at the back door, and the group quietly entered the backyard, went straight up the quiet staircase to the third floor, and sat in the room that had been empty.

Fan Sizhen excitedly twisted his head and looked around, and his palm touched the ancient sè furniture in the style of Da Wei that he arranged with his own hands from time to time, his face was full of reluctance and excitement.

Fan Xian glanced at him with a smile, he was not worried about his brother's safety, in Kyoto, as long as he came out with him, no one dared to do anything forcibly, just looking at Fan Sizhe's expression, his feelings suddenly touched a little...... Guys like Si Zhe and Lao San, in fact, if they want to talk about good and evil, they are afraid that they will be cut by a thousand cuts, but they have always stood firmly behind them.

He laughed to himself and thought to himself, he really wasn't a good person.

There was no one else in the room, only Sang Wen and Shi Qing'er served in person, and after a little drink of hot tea, Fan Xian glanced at Sang Wen, and the two of them walked to the secret room hidden in the back.

Fan Sizhen was not surprised, he didn't look at the two of them, but continued to gossip with Shi Qing'er, between the lines, he was very concerned about the business situation of Baoyue Building after he left Qingguo, and only after he heard Shi Qing'er relay Fan Xian's slight innovation of Baoyue Building, as well as the contract situation of the girls in the building, he opened his mouth wide, gasped, and looked at the secret room with a different look.

Fan Sizhen really admires his brother from the bottom of his heart, such a change, it seems that Louzi has suffered some losses, but in fact, it has won people's hearts and reduced too many unnecessary dark expenses.

He shook his fat face and secretly admired: "I will only earn money, but my brother will win people's hearts." ”

............ What Fan Xian wants is the loyalty of his subordinates, and the important purpose of this Baoyue Mansion in addition to absorbing the silver of the powerful is intelligence collection, and this kind of work can only be taken care of by the Sang Wen girl who is loyal to herself.

"Have you been to Chen Yuan recently?" Fan Xian looked at the gentle woman, as if he had no intention of asking.

Sang Wen shook his head: "No." ”

Fan Xian nodded, Sang Wen was his direct subordinate, as long as Old Chen didn't speak, it was impossible for the rules and corresponding work processes in the courtyard to interfere with her actions.

"How's it going?"

Sang Wen took out a sealed brown paper bag, handed it over, and said, "The information about the embroidery bureau is very good, it's just ...... The thing you're looking into is not easy to get started. ”

She smiled bitterly and said: "The medical officers of the Tai Hospital are all old men, where will they come to visit the Qinglou? If you really want to check the Tai Hospital, I think it is more convenient to start from the hospital." ”

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "I said in advance that this matter is a private matter, and it must not be passed through the courtyard...... The other thing is, the doctors are all old men, but what about their apprentices? They are all young people. ”

Sang Wen's lips were a little wide, but they were not so ugly, but they had a different feeling against her gentle face, she opened her mouth and said bitterly: "Those students in the hospital are too few, and they can't be consulted alone without leaving the school, and they are not allowed to go to all the prefectures in Kyoto...... It's really difficult for them to come to Huyue Tower. ”

Fan Xian took out the dossier from the brown paper bag, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, relying on his memory beyond the world, he forcibly wrote down most of the key contents on the dossier, and handed it back.

Sang Wen took out a brass basin, put the dossier and the brown paper bag in the basin and burned them finely, and then stood up after they were all burned to ashes.

Fan Xian digested the information in his mind, closed his eyes and shook his head, and said, "That's it for you." ”

Sang Wen was slightly blessed and said, "Yes." ”

Fan Xian left Baoyue Tower with his younger brother, but he didn't stay in the mansion, and after sending Si Zhe back, he got into the black carriage again.

He thought about it in the carriage, whether it was the peripheral information obtained by the Supervision Yuan, or the few words he had here, he only came to a relatively vague conclusion.

The change of the crown prince did start half a year ago, when Fan Xianyuan was in Jiangnan and didn't know what was going on under the calm surface of Kyoto, but ...... There is no doubt that the flower willow disease, which has been bothering the prince and making him look a little inferior and cowardly, was cured, and this incident made the Tai Hospital, who knew the inside story, collectively fall into a carnival, and they all thought that it was the gods who favored and blessed Qingguo.

It was from that time on, because of the prince's physical recovery, that the whole person began to exude a brilliance called self-confidence, and became more calm, showing the calmness that an emperor should have in peace.

The Queen Mother liked this change very much, and Her Majesty seemed to be a little surprised.

After receiving confirmation from Hong Zhu, Fan Xian fell into a kind of contemplation, and on a psychological level, he could deduce certain things, but ...... The eldest princess may just treat the prince as a substitute, or even treat him as a pet like a white rabbit, but what about the prince?

Whether it is the cowardice and self-restraint of the former prince or the calm and self-control of the current prince, there should be no such courage to do such a ridiculous thing. Although it is good in politics, the prince still does not seem to be a person with such guts, because he is not crazy enough.

So before agreeing with Hong Zhu, the first thing Fan Xian did was to investigate the cause of this matter, which he felt was really a little strange.

The carriage was bumping up, Fan Xian's brows were furrowed, as a descendant of Fei Jie, he was too familiar with such things as medicine, so after a general understanding of the whole situation, he subconsciously looked at the ...... Medicatically.

Medicine.

In this world, although Hualiu is not an incurable disease, it is also a very difficult trouble that will make people linger on the sickbed, otherwise the prince would not have been in pain for so many years, and the hospital has been secretly troubled for so many years.

What kind of medicine can cure the prince in such a short period of time? What kind of medicine can make the prince so bold?

So he arranged for Sang Wen to start investigating clues along the way, of course, for other reasons. However, after checking and checking, it was found that the rear of this clue was actually a fog, the intelligence force of Baoyue Tower was limited, and the auxiliary investigation of the Supervision Yuan did not make the slightest progress.

Fan Xian began to feel a hint of danger, as if he was being watched by a cold gaze behind his back, is this a trap? Could it be that someone has set up a game and let himself expose these things?

If he continued to dig deeper, he was worried that he would alarm the powerful person hiding behind the scenes, so he categorically interrupted the investigation of the medicine and returned to the path he should have taken.

Because he figured out a little, no one knew about his relationship with Hong Zhu, and since this was the case, no one should think of taking advantage of this relationship. If there is really another hand trying to control the incident, then it is consistent with one's own purpose, and as long as it does not involve oneself at the time of the incident, that hand cannot use oneself.

Medicine is the key, but it is not the key, the key is the prince's heart, medicine may play a certain role in fueling the troubles, but this kind of way of acting is really rare and powerful. Fan Xian guessed, if there was really something wrong with the medicine, who would make it?

In an instant, several names immediately appeared in his mind, and those who had the motivation to do this kind of thing were nothing more than the self who was always eager to throw the eldest princess and the prince off the horse, and the second highness who had the help of the Ye family, but began to vaguely feel that the prince was going to snatch his position in the eldest princess's heart.

It could even be ...... Emperor.

Fan Xian in the carriage was startled, and subconsciously shook his head, although he has always been wary of the emperor, but the emperor is really not bad to him, not like this kind of person. And not to mention how apologetic the emperor himself was to the eldest princess, that is, he wanted to clean the courtyard, and where did he bother to use such a dusty method.

Of course, the first name that came to Fan Xian's mind was actually Chen Pingping, because of medicine, he naturally thought of Fei Jie. But he couldn't find anything, he didn't dare to take the risk to investigate, naturally he couldn't confirm anything, so he had to stop.

The carriage traveled to a remote house, which was the one that Wang Qinian bought with a few hundred taels of silver, Fan Xian walked straight in, moved a chair in the innermost room and sat down, and looked at the withered old man opposite in silence.

Wang Qinian said with a bitter face: "Ziyue is resigning outside, he will go to Northern Qi tomorrow, and Mu Tie doesn't dare to take a place...... Fan Xian waved his hand to stop, and said directly: "You know that what I want to hear is not these things. ”

"It's better for you to go to Lord Yan. Wang Qinian said with a sad face: "Xiaguan is not good at this...... Again...... This is a great sin to destroy the Nine Clans. ”

Fan Xian glared at him and said, "What's the crime? It's not a bad thing for us." ”

Wang Qinian glanced at him fearfully, thinking to himself, even if he didn't destroy the Nine Clans, but he knew about it, if he let the people in the palace know, his wings of the Supervision Yuan would be able to fly again...... I'm afraid I can't escape a dead end.

Fan Xian smiled gently, patted his thin shoulder, and said, "What does this mean? This shows that you are the person I trust the most...... Besides, you know everything about me, and any one of them is a matter of losing your head, so are you afraid of this one?"

Wang Qinian suddenly regretted that after returning from Northern Qi, he should have taken over one place immediately according to the wishes of Lord Xiao Fan and the dean, instead of returning to Lord Xiao Fan to take charge of the Qinian group again, in that case, he would definitely not be able to see the box that he should not see if he was blind, and he would not be able to hear the secret news that he should not hear even if he was deaf.

............" someone is checking. In the light snow of Chen Garden, Chen Pingping, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was wearing a thick coat, looked at the ice slag gradually condensed on the water surface of the pond in the garden, and said with a smile: "The investigation is very ingenious, and the hiding is very deep, and I can't confirm who it is." ”

Fei Jie glanced at the dean, shook his head and said, "There are still three months left before the scheduled time, and I hope there will be no trouble." ”

"I don't know if the mad girl noticed something. Chen Pingping sighed, "But Miss said that the real death of a camel only needs to be pressed on the last straw...... I don't have more than a few years to live, and this grass must be put on quickly. ”