Fan Mou also put his arm on the hand of the scholar in brocade, and his face also put on a warm smile, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a small smile, and said: "Okay, good, I haven't seen you for many years, and now my 'nephew' has grown up and is sensible."

After getting off the car, the scholar in brocade carefully helped Fan Mou down from the carriage, this uncle and a 'nephew', with a friendly appearance of reunion between the elders and the younger generations after a long absence, entered from the main entrance of Fan's mansion talking and laughing.

The subordinates all heard that the lord came to a nephew, and saw this handsome son helping his master into the house, and the subordinates, especially the young maids, were attracted by the master's 'nephew', and whispered about his handsome face, until the lord ordered that he and his 'nephew' should have a good talk about their uncle and nephew in the study, and others should not disturb them, so they broke off the thoughts of the subordinates to see the excitement, and scattered one after another, and went to busy with the affairs in their hands.

In the study, there is already a table full of new wine and dishes, the dishes are all the signature dishes of the largest restaurant in Jianglin City, the wine is the drunken immortal drunk brewed by the drunken Xianju, the uncle and nephew sat down in the study, Fan Mou waved his hand, and the people closed the door and went out, leaving only the uncle and nephew in this study.

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the room, Fan Mou gently took away the hand that the brocade-clothed scholar was holding him, paced to the table, and stretched out his hand to signal the 'nephew' to sit down.

The scholar in brocade looked at the delicacies on the table, and saw that this Fan Youxiang no longer pretended to be an uncle and nephew, so he also lowered his head and smiled, moved to the table and sat down, ignoring that his 'second uncle' had long lost his previous kind smile, and his slender eyes were staring at him at the moment. The scholar in brocade raised his double chopsticks, picked up a dish of fried mutton with green onions in front of him, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and showed an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Well, the mutton is delicate but not the slightest taste, not bad", the scholar in brocade clothes seemed to be immersed in this deliciousness.

Fan Mou's face was gloomy at the moment, his eyebrows were frowning and he looked at his 'nephew' and tasted this table full of delicacies, and finally couldn't bear it, and stroked his beard and said: "Your Excellency took such a risk to come to the old man's mansion, I'm afraid it's not just to taste these dishes."

"This crispy suckling pig is fat but not greasy, melts in the mouth, and is very sweet." The scholar in brocade picked up another dish, tasted it carefully, listened to Fan Mou's tone, smiled and put down the double chopsticks in his hand, picked up the wine jug and poured himself a cup of immortal drunkenness, picked up the wine glass and sniffed the wine, did not look at Fan Mou, stared at the wine in the cup and said: "Why, Lord Right forgot to go down so quickly."

"When has the old man seen you?" The anger in Fan Mou's heart at this moment was almost irrepressible, and his tone became urgent.

Seeing this, the scholar in brocade spoke again, but his voice was no longer a young voice, but as hoarse as an old man: "Master Fan, if it's like this, do you remember it?" ”

The hoarse voice came out, Fan Mou was shocked and speechless, this voice was the voice of the black-clothed man who came from the Northern Jin Dynasty in the dark alley last night, Fan Mou really couldn't connect the hoarse voice with the handsome brocade-clothed scholar 'nephew' in front of him.

"Looking at Lord Fan's expression, I should remember it again", the scholar in brocade held the wine glass, changed back to a young voice, and opened his mouth to take a sip of immortal drunkenness: "Well, it's really good wine, but this Qiyun's wine is too soft, not as intoxicating as the spirits of my Jin Kingdom."

Seeing that Fan Mou was still shocked, the scholar in brocade clothes held a wine glass in one hand and took out an inky black token from his cloak in the other, just like what Fan Mou saw last night.

Fan Mou suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly got up and left his seat, and knelt down in front of the scholar in brocade clothes and saluted: "Last night, the envoy said goodbye, Fan Mou really didn't know that the envoy came in this capacity today, and asked the envoy to forgive his sins."

"Those who don't know are not guilty, Master Fan, get up and speak", the scholar in brocade put away the token, raised the cup and drank the immortal drunk.

Fan Mou got up, didn't dare to sit down, saw the scholar in brocade drink all the wine in the cup, hurriedly stepped forward to hold the pot and pour the wine, filled the wine glass for the envoy, and said: "The envoy has already explained the affairs of his subordinates last night, why did he go and return again today."

The scholar in brocade looked playfully at Fan Mou, who was pouring wine on the side, and said, "Why, Lord Youcheng doesn't want to be a guest in the next house?" ”

Fan Mou was extremely flustered in his heart at this moment, where is his right mansion, it is at the feet of Qi Yun Tianzi, if the identity of this brocade scholar is discovered, his head may not be able to wait for the army of the Northern Jin Dynasty to march south, and he will be cut off by Emperor Qi Yun, but he thought about it in his heart, but he replied respectfully: "The subordinates don't dare, but they just see the envoy going and returning, there must be an important errand to be done, so ask more, and ask the envoy to be strange."

Seeing Fan Mou's respectful appearance at the moment, the scholar in brocade clothes no longer looked like his envoy, and said: "I have considered the strategy of dividing the two princes of Qi Yun that you reported last night, your strategy is good, but according to my investigation, although this Qi Yun's current prince is a waste, but his younger brother Ning Wang Qi Tao is smart and smart, I heard that in the past few years, whether in the court or in the hearts of the people, his prestige has been increasing, this Qi Yun Emperor Qi Shao is not blind, and he has a smart and clever son who has not passed on, and he has to pass on the throne to a waste. ”

Fan Mou saw that the envoy agreed with his plan, and replied respectfully: "Envoy Qiqi, you don't know, this Qiyun Dynasty is very interested in the ancient etiquette, this is not young, even if this Ning King Qi Tao is loved by the emperor again, after all, it can't withstand this ancient etiquette, his subordinates have been hidden in Qiyun for many years, and now he is also the leader of the Qiyun Dynasty's internal speech official Qingliu, a few days ago, there were courtiers in the Qiyun court who had made a statement about the establishment of another prince, and it was the subordinates who mediated it, and these Qing gossip officials used the ancient etiquette to advise Emperor Qiyun, Even Emperor Qiyun couldn't resist the leisurely crowd of scholars in the end, and decreed that it was not allowed to discuss the establishment of another crown prince."

When the scholar in brocade heard what Fan was playing, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Useless scholars are scholars, and it is these useless people who will cause trouble to the country, Master Fan, you have done a good job." ”

Listening to the envoy's praise, the panic in Fan Mou's heart calmed down slightly, and he bowed to the scholar in brocade and said, "Envoy, there is still a report for his subordinates." ”

Glancing at Fan Mou, the scholar in brocade said, "What's the matter?" ”

Fan Mou took a step closer as if he was invited, and said in his ear: "The strategy of his subordinates is a plan to kill two birds with one stone, one is to let the two princes of Qi Yun dislike each other for the throne, and secondly, this matter of withering glory, his subordinates have used a trick to push this errand to the head of King Ning Qi Tao, even if this King Ning does this, I am afraid that this Emperor Qi Yun will not praise him." ”

The scholar in brocade said with interest: "Oh? What's the mystery in this? ”

Fan Mou saw that the envoy was interested, so he opened his mouth and replied: "This Emperor Qiyun is scheming, but he is also like all emperors, afraid that anyone will threaten the imperial power. ”

The brocade-clothed scholar's eyes moved slightly, and he already knew what Fan Mou meant, but he said: "How does Master Fan know that it is not the emperor's intention to cultivate King Ning, let him do more errands and increase his experience?" ”

Looking at the cunning eyes of the scholar in brocade, Fan Mou ignored his pretending stupid tone and said: "If the lower officials were guessing before, then when I entered the palace again today, I saw Yan Ruohai's son Yan Qingchuan holding the sword of the Son of Heaven and was ordered to go north with King Ning to look at the villa. Fan Mou only reported the matter of King Ning going north to Wangli Villa, and deliberately concealed that King Ning and the Northern Jin Dynasty visited the Northern Jin Dynasty to raid and plunder, Fan Mou knew that the truth was not done by the Northern Jin Dynasty, but by the nephew of his Wang Butler.

"The dragon scales on the 'Shenzhou Ling Absolute List' are as strict as the sea? It's so much fun! Ordinary people can't help but be in awe when they hear Yan Ruohai's name, but this time it is extremely easy in the mouth of this brocade scholar.

Looking at the brocade scholar in front of him, Fan Mou felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, yesterday he was dressed in black and silently abducted himself into the alley, presumably the murder of the nine guards he learned today was also committed by this person, and last night he had said that he was also the one who went mad from Kurong, this person was only in his twenties, so he had this martial arts cultivation and scheming, as a secret agent of the Northern Jin Dynasty, he dared to sneak into the capital of Qiyun alone, so that Fan Mou wanted to know the true identity of this brocade scholar.

"What is Lord Fan worried about?" , The scholar in brocade clothes saw that Fan Mou, who was standing on the side, did not continue to speak, his slender eyes were rolling wildly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, so he asked.

Fan was thinking about the identity of this brocade-clothed scholar in Jin at this moment, and when he heard him ask himself, he packed up his mind and returned with his hand: "Yan Ruohai is an old minister who has followed Emperor Qiyun for many years, and he has also won the trust of the emperor, so let Yan Ruohai's son hold the Son of Heaven Sword instead of directly giving the Son of Heaven Sword to King Ning, the deep meaning of this, presumably Yan Ruohai and King Ning both know it." ”

"Do you mean to say that this emperor gave the Son of Heaven Sword to Yan Ruohai's son with the intention of spying on King Ning?" , The scholar in brocade smiled and continued to speak: "You emperor, you are really interesting, you want your son to do things, but also to prevent your son from threatening the imperial power. ”

Seeing that Fan Mou didn't know how to accept his ridicule, the scholar in brocade continued to speak: "I was in a hurry last night, I didn't hear in detail about your plan about Wangli Villa, and the thing you said last night, how did you get it, tell me in detail today, I will return to Your Majesty." ”

Fan Mou opened his mouth and said: "These two things are complicated, and there are many people in my house, so it is better to go to a quiet place and wait for the subordinates to come in detail."

The scholar in brocade said with a smile: "Where else is safer than you, the right prime minister's mansion." ”

Fan Mou replied respectfully: "Since his subordinates are officials in the Qiyun Dynasty, naturally some opponents will stare at their subordinates, and on weekdays, they all communicate with my martial arts eyeliner with carrier pigeons, and most of the secret letters are transmitted by secret letters, even if others take the secret letters, they can't understand the chill, but today's things are too important, there is a place in this Jianglin City, and no one will dare to arrange secret eyeliner there, so it is most appropriate to go there." ”

"Yes, second uncle, 'nephew' will go with the second uncle." When the scholar in brocade got up, the expression on his face instantly changed to the respectful touch of his 'nephew' when he entered the mansion.

Fan Mou was holding his arm by the scholar in brocade clothes at this moment, completely missing the old man when he entered the mansion, the two pushed the door out, and ordered the subordinates to prepare the carriage and horses, the 'nephew' helped the master in the eyes of the subordinates, and the 'uncle and nephew' walked out of the main gate of the prime minister's mansion with a smile.