The second rì is the first rì of the third rì, which is not nonsense, because the third rì Wan'er is about to return to Beijing, and Fan Xian is used to keeping his wife and family away from filthy things, so he sets the time at the second rì. The snow melted gradually, and the wet and snow-covered streetside stone ponds on Tianhe Street finally flowed, carrying snow and dead leaves, heading towards the low-lying places.

The four gates inside and outside Kyoto are guarded by the Thirteen Castle Gate Divisions, which are directly subordinate to the palace, not to mention that the Kyoto garrison cannot reach in, even the military elders of the Privy Council will not make too many moves on the bright side. The gates of Kyoto are closed at night, and there is no precedent for the gates of Kyoto to be opened at night, except for a few bloody coups d'état, as well as several major natural disasters and border turmoil.

The exception was the old dean of the Supervision Yuan, Chen Pingping, who lived in Chen Yuan outside Beijing, and His Majesty gave this dean the privilege of entering Beijing at night.

But there is only this one exception, except for Chen Pingping, no one can go in and out of Kyoto in the middle of the night without the emperor's order, but after Fan Xian took charge of the Supervision Yuan, there was one more person in this special case.

So even if the Kyoto garrison Yuantai battalion found Yan Shendu's body, he reported it level by level, and finally reported to the general who knew Yan Shendu's true identity...... The generals in the camp were shocked and panicked, and there was still no way to inform the adults in Kyoto.

Qin Heng, the commander of the Kyoto garrison, only learned the news the next morning.

Then Yan Xiaoyi, the governor of Zhengbei who returned to Beijing to report on his work, also learned the news.

His own son was assassinated in the camp last night.

............ Yan Xiaoyi sat on the edge of the bed, his feet were extremely open, this was a habit developed by riding horses in his military career for many years, his eyes looked at the messenger kneeling in front of the door with some indifference, tilted his head slightly, and couldn't believe his ears.

"Sir. The two concubines on the bed suppressed the fear and uneasiness in their hearts, struggled to get up, dressed the governor of Yandadu, and fetched water and washed.

During this qiē process, Yan Xiaoyi maintained an indifferent calmness, and her hands rubbing in the hot water basin did not tremble at all.

He has been strong since he was a child, and after joining the army, he was even more unhappy every night without a woman, and there were countless concubines in the family, but there was no wife in the house in Kyoto, but he also left five concubines to serve him, and under the wind and rain last night, these two concubines were a little unbearable.

Yan Xiaoyi glanced at the concubine beside him, usually he was used to secretly being proud of his physical strength, but now there is something strange in his heart, and he feels a little disgusted with these charming women.

Woman, he has many, but son, he has only one.

He stood up calmly, tied the black gold and jade belt around his waist, put on a big coat to keep out the snow, and went out the door. Outside the gate, there were already soldiers and terrified generals waiting for the Kyoto garrison.

Looking at the longbow and the feather arrow that his henchman was holding, Yan Xiaoyi was a little distracted next to the horse, even so, since hearing the news, his face was still calm, and there was no trace of abnormality in his face with perseverance in the slight darkness.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually left the Yan Mansion, and the two beautiful women in the mansion died tragically in their beds, and the blood soaked the entire green mantle.

............ Under the escort of his own soldiers, the governor of Yan Dadu walked out of the city gate and came to the tent of the Yuantai camp not far away, his face was indifferent, and he didn't look at the generals of the big camp who came to appease him, even Qin Heng, who came in a hurry, was also ignored by him.

He went directly into the Chinese military tent.

Yan Shendu's body was placed in the tent, and no one dared to touch this corpse, because everyone was waiting for Yan Dadu to come and see it in person.

Yan Xiaoyi stood in front of his son's corpse, did not speak for a long time, but frowned slightly, and after a long time, his eyes drooped slightly, and he reached out to pull away his son's already stiff palm.

The dead man's hand was extremely tight, and Yan Xiaoyi wrenched it very hard, and broke two of his son's fingers. He took something out of his son's palm and held it up to his eyes to examine it carefully.

The light outside the tent came through, and with a slight fold from the jade pendant, shè into Yan Xiaoyi's eyes, making his pupils shrink slightly.

He knew this jade pendant, which had a small sword on it and a few words engraved on the other side, so his heart became cold, and then it burned again.

The rest of the generals in the Chinese army tent didn't know what this jade pendant represented, Qin Heng sighed, stepped forward to appease a few words, and at the same time expressed the Qin family's heartfelt apologies for this matter, the son of a metropolitan governor was assassinated in the camp controlled by his family, no matter what, the Qin family will bear great responsibility.

Yan Xiaoyi nodded slightly, and finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said slowly: "Little Hou Ye doesn't need to say much. ”

Qin Heng was silent, and after a while, he said, "Please mourn the Metropolitan Governor." ”

Yan Xiaoyi's face was not sad, he asked the general of the Yuantai camp to take him to the camp where his son once lived, he went in alone and stayed in that camp for a long time.

All the people were waiting for him outside, not daring to disturb him.

After one last conversation with his son's breath in the camp tent, Yan Xiaoyi walked out of the hole behind the camp tent, his face was blank, looking at the big pools of blood stains on the snow that had been blown away by the wind, and he didn't say a word.

Returning to the Chinese military tent again, Yan Xiaoyi looked at his son's corpse, lowered his head, and suddenly reached out to hold the arrow inserted in the heart of his son's corpse, and pulled it out slightly.

With a pop, the arrow left the corpse and fell into Yan Xiaoyi's hands, he inserted the arrow into the quiver carried by his own soldiers, and then turned to Qin Heng and said, "Burn it." ”

The sound of horses' hooves resumed, and they left the Yuantai camp and headed for Kyoto. Even if his son was assassinated, as a major general of the imperial court, Yan Xiaoyi still had to stay in Kyoto, which was the inconvenience caused by power.

The wind was cold.

The faces of the soldiers of the Northern Army were full of grief and anger, they fought against the Northern Qi people in the northern frontier of Qingguo for several years, and they thought that they had contributed to the country, but they did not expect that someone in Kyoto would dare to assassinate the son of the Grand Governor!

Yan Xiaoyi's face remained unchanged, but he said indifferently to his relatives: "It's not Sigu Sword, that killer bleeds, Jiupin." ”

That jade pendant illustrates the way the killer came from, and Yan Shendu's strength and the price paid by that person illustrate that person's level. He rode a horse beside him and said: "After Ye Chong left Beijing, there were only a few people in Kyoto Jipin, and now that the Governor and Lord Xiao Fan have returned to Beijing, there are two more, but there should be some hidden in the dark, such as the Supervision Yuan." ”

There is no doubt that after Yan Xiaoyi returned to Beijing, the first thing to bear the brunt of was the power of the Supervision Yuan, especially the horsewhip that Fan Xian waved at him before the Privy Council, which turned this kind of confrontation hidden in the shadows into a conflict that was about to break out.

Therefore, Yan Shendu's death, everyone will think of Fan Xian for the first time.

"It's not Fan Xian. Yan Xiaoyi said indifferently: "But it must have something to do with Fan Xian." ”

The city gate was in front of him, and the negative arrow glanced at the Metropolitan Governor worriedly, thinking to himself if it was really related to that little Fan Lord, what would the Metropolitan Governor do? Could it be that in Kyoto, he killed His Majesty's illegitimate son with one arrow?

Yan Xiaoyi squinted slightly, didn't say anything, just coughed twice, and then covered his lips, and a trace of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

―――――――――――――――――――――――― last night's assassination did not spread, firstly, not many people knew about the news that Yan Xiaoyi's son was guarding in Kyoto, and secondly, the time was too short, and even the headquarters of the Supervision Yuan did not obtain relevant details. The civil and military attachés of the Qingguo court belonged to two systems, and naturally not many ministers of the court and the central government knew about it.

Today rì is a small court meeting, the ministers at the gate of the palace gather together in twos and threes, each with their own hills, but the prince of the East Palace and the second highness have eased a lot, so the two factions of civil officials are not too far away.

But Fan Jian, the head of the household, was whispering something to the two scholars in the middle of the door, and no one approached around the three of them.

With a whip, the palace gate slowly opened, and the commander of the forbidden army, the eldest prince, walked out calmly, and saluted the few elders at the head, and everyone hurriedly returned the salute. Since more than a year ago, His Majesty asked the eldest prince to be in charge of the palace ban, the defense of the entire palace is really solid, and this eldest prince is also a diligent person.

Because of this, these ministers of the previous dynasty all had a sense of awe.

The ministers rushed in, and the court discussed the gossip of the world with the emperor of Qingguo, and the gate of the palace suddenly became quiet again, and the snow on the square in front of the palace had already been swept away, revealing the wet bluestone below, and the snow that was swept away was ridged into a half-person high snowdrift on the side of the square, like a low city.

A carriage came from behind the long snowdrift, and the carriageman was all black and black, and the forbidden army guarding the palace gate and the guards inside the gate immediately knew the identity of the people in the carriage, and they couldn't help but be a little curious and excited.

The eldest prince pressed the sword in his hand to greet him, and helped the young official who was still a little inconvenient to move in the carriage, and the two whispered something all the way to the palace.

The soldiers inside and outside the palace gate did not dare to make a sound, but they watched this scene with their spare eyes, until the figure of the eldest prince and the young official disappeared into the palace, and everyone exhaled a breath of turbidity and whispered excitedly.

"Do you see it? They all say that His Highness has a good relationship with him, and it seems that it is really not fake. ”

"What's so strange about this, it's originally brothers. ”

"Brother?" someone sneered, "I don't remember how Fan Tisi cleaned up His Second Highness a year ago?"

"Silence!"

Although the Qing people are open-minded, there are few things that punish crimes because of words, but at the gate of this Huanghuang Palace, they talk about the gossip of the royal family, and it cannot be said that these soldiers who once followed the great prince to the west to attack Hu Man, and then joined the forbidden army to stand guard and stand guard are indeed extremely bold.

The two little eunuchs looked at these forbidden soldiers like immortals.

"That's the legendary Xiao Fan?" a guard obviously had just entered the palace, and said with excitement on his face: "Sure enough, as in the legend, he was born as handsome as a god, but his qi didn't seem to be very good." ”

"Nonsense! Rìzi was assassinated once a while ago, and he was so seriously injured, how could he get better...... It's strange to say, Lord Xiao Fan's injuries heal so quickly, he can actually walk on the ground now, why are he in such a hurry to come to the court?"

"Don't forget, Master Xiao Fan is the youngest Jiupin master in my Daqing Kingdom!"

"But speaking of sniping......"

Everyone fell silent for a moment, knowing that this matter was too terrible, and it was better to talk about it less.

Fan Xian and the eldest prince were walking in the palace, and they didn't know what these people were talking about, but the eldest prince couldn't help but wonder why his injuries hadn't healed yet, so he was in a hurry to enter the palace.

"Why are you in such a hurry to enter the palace? Recently, there has been some chaos in the palace, and I am a little nervous to investigate the fact that you were sniped. ”

Fan Xian smiled and said, "I forgot, I remember that the invitation was sent to the palace, and it should have been received by the eldest princess herself...... At night, I had a treat in Baoyue Tower, and I had the strength to treat me, but I didn't hurry into the palace to report on my work, I was afraid that His Majesty would spank my ass. ”

"You should be called the eldest princess, or sister-in-law, why are you still called the eldest princess?"

"Excuse me, the eldest princess listens awkwardly, and always thinks of Ye Ling'er's girl, and the title of sister-in-law is even more unsuccessful...... I don't want to be scolded by Taichang Temple Zhengqing in person, my surname is Fan, and your surname is Li. Fan Xian's words were a little wild, at least as a courtier and talking to His Royal Highness, it seemed a little unruly.

The eldest prince knew what he was thinking, smiled helplessly, and suddenly said solemnly: "Do you know about that matter?"

"What's the matter?" Fan Xian frowned slightly.

"Yan Xiaoyi's son was assassinated last night. The eldest prince stared at Fan Xian's eyes, as if he wanted to judge from his eyes whether this assassination had anything to do with him.

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, too lazy to deliberately pretend to be surprised, and said: "Death is death, anyway, it's not my person, don't guess, this matter has nothing to do with me." ”

The eldest prince looked at him and shook his head: "Whether it has anything to do with you or not, I'm afraid that this matter will be remembered on your head." ”

"Just remember it. Fan Xian smiled gently: "I have a lot of enemies in this life, and I don't care about one or two more." ”

"That's the ...... Yan Xiaoyi. The eldest prince reminded in an accentuated tone.

Fan Xian didn't respond to anything, but thought in his heart that the highness beside him really had some strength in the military, and at this time, he was afraid that as soon as the city gate opened, he would actually be able to know the story that happened in the Yuantai camp.

Seeing that he ignored him, the eldest prince frowned and said: "I'm afraid this matter is not so good, think about it, in the garrison camp near Kyoto, it was actually mixed in by assassins...... Once the matter is exposed, no one should think about having a good time, this matter...... It's too presumptuous. ”

Fan Xian heard the hidden meaning of his words, couldn't help but sneer, and said, "Yuantai camp......? Who's presumptuous?"

The eldest prince saw that he was angry, and he also knew that he had lost a lot of his men in that valley sniper, so he had to change the subject and ask: "When will the morning girl come back?" The imperial grandmother and my mother have been reading for an unknown amount of time, but I am afraid that I will be reluctant to let her go to Jiangnan in the coming year. ”

Fan Xian said: "Ming'er will arrive, by the way, I also brought back the princess of the Hu clan...... In addition, I bought a house in Sheep Onion Lane, which is remote and quiet, just right for Tibet. ”

The eldest prince was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "What is Zangjiao?"

Fan Xian took out a copy of the deed from his arms and threw it to him, and the corners of his lips curled slightly and said, "Give you two nǎi." ”

The eldest prince didn't know how to speak, glared at him in annoyance, and said: "The face of a poet and immortal is timeless and elegant, but who knows that it is a bitter and mean fox mouth. ”

And that is true. Fan Xian said proudly: "I have enough fame, next, let's tear this face and have a good time with the big guy." ”

The eldest prince was slightly shocked, frowned and said, "What do you want to do when you invite so many people at night?" ”

"How come? It's all noble, and it's too late for me to stutter. Fan Xian sneered and said: "But I also know what you think, if you don't want your brothers to break the wall, it's simple, hurry up and defeat them." ”

The eldest prince said disapprovingly: "This is ugly, they are all compatriots of the same father, waiting for the holy judgment, you also have some measure." ”

"Don't mind. Fan Xian shook his head and said, "It's still the same old saying, my surname is Fan...... But don't worry, I don't have a penchant for chopping off my fingers, and as long as they're honest after tonight, I won't do anything. ”

The eldest prince laughed, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing at himself after thinking for a while, saying that from ancient times to the present, it can be seen in the history books that very few young courtiers dare to threaten the prince and the prince in person like himself, not to mention the tone of this kind of lesson, this thing does seem a little ridiculous.

............ Fan Xian insisted that his surname was Fan, but he knew that if it weren't for the fact that he should have been surnamed Li, he would not have enough strength to negotiate with the children of the royal family, and he didn't even have this qualification.

So when he waited for a long time in the imperial study, and finally saw the emperor Lao Tzu who opened the curtain and entered, surnamed Li, he was quite respectful, but occasionally showed a little coldness and stubbornness between his eyebrows.

As the saying goes, all the way, consistently.