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By Mao Ni
Fan’s eyebrows wrinkled. He looked at the man in the shadow. After hesitating for a moment, he asked: “How come you are happy with this look? Although we have few meetings, it’s really not used.”
The knifeman in the black shadow was slightly covered and said with a smile: "I have always been such a contemptuous person, and I also ask Xiaofan to forgive me."
“Slightly stunned?” Fan leisure frowned and said: “It’s no wonder that in the past, because of the greed of such a big scorpion, the palace named you to be removed.”
The knifeman looks awkward, and the right color says: "I can only live to this day if I am a loser."
Fan Xian did not say anything, but thought of something else, other people.
In the Battle of Dadongshan, more than 100 tigers were killed, and the Emperor’s armor used the sword in the hands of Si Gujian to cleanse Hu Wei ruthlessly and coldly. It also wiped Fan Jianzang’s biggest boost inside the royal family. It is precisely because of this. The attitude and mindfulness forced Fan Jian to withdraw from Kyoto in a dangerous place.
However, Fan Shangshu grew up with the Emperor of the Emperor since childhood. He has been operating in the DPRK for many years. He even secretly trained Hu Wei for the Li royal family for so long, and naturally left some hidden hands.
At this time, the black knife knife in front of Fan is one of them. The black knife knives, who used to be a genus of Hu Wei, only later became a subordinate of Fan Jian in the darkness, secretly doing things for Fan Fu, even including surveillance. The foot sticking out of the palace.
In the Kyoto rebellion, Fan leisure braved the big danger to start Qing Yutang, Fan Jian looked coldly behind him and cleaned up the mess for him. At that time, he was the secret force of Fan Fu, headed by a black knife. Until that day, Fan Xian really came into contact with his father's last strength.
"You also know about things on Dadongshan." Fan looked at the knifeman and asked: "How many tigers are still alive in this world?"
"There are twenty-one of the masters of Shangshu." The black knife screamed and said: "If the masters are dead, we are still useful."
In the past, Fan has only dealt with the seven tigers who are full of faces. For a time, I was really not used to the tone of the black knife. He said with a smile: "Don't mention this, say back to the previous things, suddenly Do you want to mention so much money, isn't the father worried about what someone in the country has guessed?"
The black knives did not answer this question. Instead, like him, he whispered and asked: "The younger brother’s recent courage seems to be a lot bigger. The text of the Shangshu adults is really ready to transfer money, even to the grandson. The family and the bear family reach out, isn’t it... you are not afraid of what the court is aware of?”
As soon as this statement came out, Fan Xian fell into silence, and the black knife knives did not continue to ask questions. In the three years after the Kyoto rebellion, Fan’s career in the darkness of the fish intestines was extremely small, not seeking merit, but seeking seamlessness, progress was somewhat too slow.
However, Fan has to do this, and his father, who is far away from Zhangzhou, seems to agree with his cautiousness. After all, the emperor is in charge of the position, and no one dares to take risks to provoke anything. It can only be a scene of addiction.It’s just that today, it seems that Fan and Fan Jian, the father and son, have begun to accelerate their pace. Fan’s heart is clear, the reason why his father speeded up because he knew his heart began to drift in that direction.
The next sentence of the black knives also confirmed Fan’s guess.
"If the young master wants to do something in the future, don't forget me." The black knife screamed and said: "I am also very interested in killing the palace."
Fan is slightly upset and said: "I am very interested in whether you intend to avenge your family, or do you want to revenge those colleagues who died on Dadongshan?"
"What is the difference?"
"There is really no difference. For you, for the tiger guards hidden in the darkness, the Emperor has never seen you as an adult. It is normal for you not to treat him as a monarch." Slightly hang down and whispered: "But the problem is, you said this in front of the official. Isn't it true that the officer really killed you? You should be very clear about the relationship between the Emperor and me."
The black knives calmly said: "I know more about the relationship between your monk and the book."
"It's very contradictory." Fan Xia sighed and said: "You are a group of powerful swordsmen, but you are a group of very dangerous people. Even I don't know if I can control you, so I I think you'd better stay with your father, including the dark tigers around you, all the same, don't try to get involved in my affairs."
There was a faint disappointment in the black knives' scorpion.
"Father can control you, and I have to hold everything in my own hands, so I can't use you." Fan leisure gradually gathered a smile, calmly said: "I have my own power, any of you Only one thing, be sure to keep your father safe. Just do this and let me have no worries. I may be able to achieve the goals of you and your brothers."
The black knife knife was silent.
The silence lasted for a long time. Fan took a sip of cold tea next to him, shrank his legs in the subconscious, and sat on the chair with his knees. This posture was not so beautiful, but it made him feel a little secure.
This is the moment, he remembered the two emperors. Looking at the black knife in front of him, he remembered the Gundam, remembering the innocent people who died and died because of the emperor's arbitrariness. He even remembered Chen Pingping, remembering that he had cut Qin Heng throat in front of the Kyoto Imperial Palace. Jingo.
Jing Ge did not see some days. Fan Xian’s nephew flashed a glimmer of light, thinking that Chen Pingping had done so many things in the dark, pulling a lot of people from the edge of death, and the father actually did the same thing in the dark.
These two old comrades in the past did not pass the gas, but the methods chosen were all the same. They probably knew that only those who really felt the life and death had the courage to stand in this world.
In the world, resist all the pressure exerted on them. Only those who have survived the catastrophe of life and death can stand up bravely and even proudly and proudly under the glory of the imperial power.This is probably the mental problem that Si Gujian said. It has nothing to do with the level of its own cultivation. Only such a person can do real things, such as the black knife in front of him, such as Jing Ge wearing a silver mask. .
"You go back and say, I will solve the problem of silver as soon as possible, but from the paper in the bank, to the nutrients needed for the fish, this thing is extremely difficult." Fan leisurely looked at the black knife, very cautiously said "I am worried that I have the eyeliner in my palace. So when I come to Chenzhou, I will be a shadow of flattering. If the inner court or the criminal department and the court are aware of anything, I will only suspect this layer." So you have to be careful not to be stared."
"The problem is that the young master is coming to see you, and it is also for the fish intestines." The black knife knife frowned frantically. "What if the other side checks from here?"
"I am with you, like the shore of the cliff, always connected in a single line. Even if someone wants to check it, at most, I will find it, and I will not be able to check it. As for the flow of money, the process of the former part is on the account, naturally. There is a father who stays in the south of the Jiangnan government, as for the conversion of the latter part..." Fan Xian bowed slightly and seemed to feel that this matter was somewhat difficult. He said slowly: "I can handle part of it, then I will see Dongyicheng. How about there, if you can get foreign goods, you should be able to speed up a lot."
"Then I will leave." Although the black knives felt that Fan Fan should have said nothing, but also knew that he had to go, he said with a hand: "Just for three years, I have always had a very strange thing. ""
Fan Xian looked up at him and said with a smile: "What is it?"
"Why do you want to call the fish?"
After a long silence, Fan Xian said: "The fish intestine is a sword. It is a sword called a special person. It is a sword hidden in the belly of the fish. This sword may be hidden in the belly of the fish forever. I will never see the sun, but once I break out, I will certainly pierce someone’s chest."
"You are a fish intestine, Jinge was once a fish intestine, and the shadow around me is also a fish intestine." Fan Xian smiled and said: "Just you have all started to see the sky, only my fish The intestines are still hidden."
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Fan Xiu lived in Zhangzhou for a night, and discussed with Guan Meimei about the silver gathering. Xia Qifei was in Suzhou at this time. In any case, he couldn’t catch up. He also had to remind the new person through the mouth of the charming. The master of the Ming family, this thing is very important. On the second day, representatives from the Lingnan Xiongjia and Quanzhou Sunjia rushed to Ganzhou. Fan Xian only looked at the darkness and confirmed the attitude that the two giants might hold. Come.
The excuse of Xinming’s family is indeed very real. Although there is no news in the north, Sun and Xiong will never believe that Xia Xifei will deceive himself in this matter, because there is no such benefit.The mutual borrowing between merchants is actually the key to consider the ability of the other party to repay. In the view of Sun and Xiong, even if the Northern Qi Dynasty court started to vigorously crack down on the smuggling of the Ming family in the north of the city, but behind the Ming family is now a small fan, with a steady stream of goods as a guarantee. It is still a golden nest. In any case, there is no possibility that there will be no money.
After confirming that the money can be put into account, Fan Xian secretly let Guan Yumei inform Xia Qifei, let him banquet Yang Jimei in the Huayuan, the first salt merchant in Jiangnan, I must have hidden a lot of money in the house, and Xia Xifei flew to him. Borrowing money, the difficulty is not expected to be too big.
If Yang Jimei can't raise it alone, he will naturally launch the salt merchants in Jiangnan to help. I have to say that Fan Xian spent two or three years in the south of the Yangtze River. He did lay a solid foundation. As long as he did not touch the foundation of the court, he was fully capable of assembling the power of the Jiangnan shopping mall. This power is really awkward and can raise so much money in a short time, not everyone can do it.
These things took a whole day of leisure. When he was awkward, he left the city of Zhangzhou and disappeared into the blood color. From this day, not only his subordinates in Jiangnan did not know that he went. Wherever, even the confidants of the Supervisory School and the Kai Nian Group completely lost his trace.
A young nine-character master who has been immersed in the hospital for a lifetime, deliberately disguised himself on the road, is fully capable of avoiding the gaze of everyone. In this way, Fan Xian disappeared.
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I don’t know how many days have passed. When the spring of the mainland’s inner abdomen has reached a point where it can’t be added, a servant figure appears outside a big mountain at the junction of Beiqi and Dongyicheng.
This place is very remote, but the traffic is not so backward, because this is a transit point of the old commercial road many years ago, but it has been abandoned for a long time, has disappeared on the map, and disappeared from the hearts of many people.
Looking out from the outside of the mountain, the place is quiet, occasionally dogs and cocks screaming, there are farmers walking on the road, the night has gradually deepened, and the occasional farmer seems to need no lights at all, can see the foot Wet muddy ridges.
The figure quietly passed by these farmers and went to the mountains.
The road to the mountains seemed to smash, like a fish intestine that wandered around. The figure of the servant and the servant walked all the way to the mountains. I don’t know how long it took, the clothes were exposed to dew, the shoes were cut off, and finally climbed halfway up the mountain. Originally, there was still a barren mountain village. When I turned around, I saw a little light. Manshan Manor, countless buildings with fresh taste, like miracles, appeared in the valley.
The figure dropped the bamboo stick in his hand and looked at the lights in the hills under his feet. I don’t know why, I felt so moved, so that my eyes were getting wet.
Because he knows this piece is hidden in agriculture.
After Zhuang, the scene hidden in the peach blossom source consumes much of his spiritual money. I don’t know how many people are working hard for it.
It's like the farmer he had met in front of the mountain.
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