Xu Chuan interrupted Fan Xian's hesitant words and said calmly: "Actually, I tell you these things, and I am also a little selfish.

First, that Cheng Jushu is the apprentice of one of my predecessors, and that predecessor is kind to me, and I will personally take action to save his life when the time comes.

Second, although those two female swordsmen served the Northern Qi Dynasty, they were born in Dongyi, and they also had several connections in the sword house, so I hope they can also be handed over to me to deal with.

As for the rest, you can see it. ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, he didn't care about the assassins who hadn't met yet, he just felt that this assassination was a bit of a child's play.

However, if he didn't know about it, one eight-rank, two seven-rank, with more than a dozen or dozens of Nanban archers, such an assassination lineup, to be honest, with his own ability, he might not be able to dodge it with full certainty.

He just asked with some confusion: "Big brother, since you already know everything in advance, why is there such an assassination?" ”

Xu Chuan explained: "Assassination is actually just an introduction, and in the eyes of many people, it doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not.

What matters is the many consequences that come with this.

Some people want to do something, some people want to see something, and some people really want to kill you.

Instead of invisibly eliminating this assassination and startling the snake, it is better to plan and find out the people who planned you from behind, at least, you can't let those adults behind the scenes do it so unscrupulously.

In this way, it is also a good thing for you. ”

Saying this, he remembered something, and said: "By the way, today's eldest princess is openly with the crown prince, but secretly colluded with the second prince, and this assassination is the hand of the second prince."

However, if you think that the eldest princess is really with the second prince, then you are wrong, the second prince is just a substitute ghost pushed out by the eldest princess, in the eyes of the emperor, the more he does, the more wrong he is.

Everything the eldest princess did was actually paving the way for the crown prince, so this royal matter of Qingguo, you must see and think more in the future, and don't let people be deceived easily. ”

A simple sentence told him some strange news, which made Fan Xian's mind a little confused.

He always felt that the logic of this sentence was a little strange.

On the surface, the prince and the eldest princess are people, but secretly the eldest princess colludes with the second prince, but in fact, everything the eldest princess does is for the prince.

He vaguely felt a huge amount of information from it.

At this time, Xu Chuan put down the wine glass in his hand, got up straight and said: "It's not early, I won't stay longer, you first think about how to face the assassination in the near future, knowing in advance may not be really safe and sound, my existence is not a secret in the eyes of some people, if I really want to kill you, when the time comes, I may not be able to make a move in time." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

"Hey, don't, big brother!" Fan Xian wanted to reach out and hold him, but in just a trance, Xu Chuan's figure appeared a few meters away, and when he looked at it again, there was no trace.

Fan Xian looked at the empty courtyard with a messy face, and drank a few glasses of wine before he could calm the shock in his heart.

...

As soon as Xu Chuan left Fan's mansion, there was already a carriage waiting nearby.

An attendant walked up and said, "Your Excellency." ”

Xu Chuan nodded, got into the carriage, and ordered: "Don't go to Honglu Temple, go to the house given by the emperor today, have you cleaned up?" ”

The attendant said respectfully, "It's all been cleaned up and replaced." ”

Xu Chuan said softly: "Then let's go." ”

The attendant replied, "Yes, sir." ”

The house, also in the east of the city, is said to have been the residence of a squire, but after being imprisoned for the crime, the family property was confiscated, and the house has been empty.

The house is not far from Fan's house, and it is only about ten minutes' drive away.

Now, the plaque on the gate has been replaced with the word Xufu, and you can vaguely see a few maids and servants busy through the gate.

Stepping into the mansion, Xu Chuan looked at the structure inside and nodded lightly.

Although this place is not as elegant and spacious as Fan's Mansion, it is not much closer, and it is much stronger than the thatched house in Jianlu.

After entering the mansion, Xu Chuan instructed the attendants beside him: "Find the time to take the ice silk inner armor and send it to the Fan Mansion, just say that it is a gift I gave to Miss Fan." ”

The attendant answered, and withdrew.

Xu Chuan simply walked around the courtyard and went to the master bedroom under the guidance of a maid.

In this way, in addition to practicing every day, Xu Chuan went to the Drunken Immortal Residence to find the manager, and it was the time of tender and sweet love, and he really didn't want to be separated for a moment.

He also persuaded the manager to live in the house of Naxu Mansion with him, but she felt that she was still a spy in Northern Qi now, so she naturally couldn't leave her post lightly.

Every day, he had to stay in the drunken immortal residence, and after collecting the information in Kyoto City, he sent it to Northern Qi.

Xu Chuan's persuasion was useless, so he had to give up.

Of course, some things are also secretly carried out according to the established route.

In the blink of an eye, days passed.

Fan Xian's beating of Guo Baokun, the nephew of the Ministry of Rites, has unknowingly spread throughout the city.

An illegitimate son beat the son of the scholar of the Ministry of Etiquette, this incident has some legendary flavor of a small talk book, coupled with the court, the prince and the prince have appeared one after another, which adds to the trio of strange things.

After a few days, not to mention that everyone knows it, it can be regarded as a sensational news.

On this day, Fan Xian was invited by the second prince to rush to Liujing River to make an appointment, just after Wangchun Gate, into Niulan Street, and suddenly countless arrows rained from all directions.

The arrow is poisonous, and the throat is sealed with blood.

But Fan Xian sat in the sedan chair unhurriedly, because the four guards around him each pulled out a black umbrella from the wooden poles around the sedan chair at some point.

The surface of the umbrella is made of leather cloth, layered on top of each other, and there is a thin layer of iron in the intervals, which ordinary arrows cannot shoot through.

The four guards simply stretched out the umbrella and immediately blocked the rain of arrows in all directions.

Fan Xian got out of the carriage under the protection of the black umbrella, and at this moment he had already seen the three people who were not hidden in the shadows, standing opposite him on the street.

A tall man who looked like a giant spirit god, and two female swordsmen in black with indifferent expressions.

Fan Xian knew that it was Cheng Jushu, an eight-rank master of Northern Qi, and two seventh-grade female swordsmen of Dongyi.

Now his limit is only seven grades, if it weren't for his rich experience in fighting with great grandmaster-level powerhouses, this game would definitely be lifeless.

But even so, he was not sure that he would be able to subdue these three people.

Feeling the terrifying momentum of the other party, Fan Xian couldn't help but cry out in his heart, big brother, what about you?

Originally, Xu Chuan should have been watching from a short distance, ready to make a move at any time.

However, at the moment when he approached Bullpen Street, an incomparably sharp and terrifying aura oppressed from afar.

Feeling this familiar qi, Xu Chuan exhaled slowly, and looked at a roof hundreds of meters away, under Yan Xiaoyi's bow, the tip of the arrow had already locked him firmly!

He was speechless, but Yan Xiaoyi's words had already been shown in his hands.

"Dare to step into Niulan Street half a step, this arrow will definitely go off the string! If you go off the string, you will be killed! ”

At a distance of hundreds of meters, Yan Xiaoyi vividly demonstrated the deterrent power of a nine-rank upper realm marksman.