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The ice cloud is separated from the rockery. Looking at the vanity behind the moss and the snow door, there is no expression on his face. But he doesn’t know what he is thinking. After a moment of silence, he said indifferently: "You know too many things. Don't forget, I have been with you for so many years, I can always understand some things about the inner library, and over the years, you have been shifting your focus to the north, and Fan Sizhen is still in the capital, if you have not done it before. How can I believe in the plan to betray the court and move to Beiqi?"
Fan Xian coughed twice, and some barely smiled: "I am also a celebration, and I have an agreement with my Majesty. If you can survive this time without cleaning my people, I will not I will tear my face with the court and stand on the side of the Beiqi people. Please rest assured."
"What is the big thing about the country, the life and death of thousands of people, how can I be assured?" The voice of Yan Bingyun is extremely low, and he screams: "I don't care what is the odd agreement between you and your majesty. In the event of a change in the future, you will leave Daqing alive and go to Beijing. Who knows if you will be mad by anger and make those disgusting things."
"Disgusting? Are you saying that the secret of the inner library is sold to Beiqi, or is it a pioneer for the Nanqing Daqing?" Fan Xian said with a smile: "In life, always keep some promises, as long as the emperor kneels to obey him. Commitment, these will not happen naturally... You should be aware that this time you entered the palace, it was only a small war. I did not use all the killers."
"As long as I am alive, my Majesty must be forced to accept the agreement between me and him last night." Fan’s eyes chilled and said: "He doesn't want to make the world messy, so he can't start with my people, even if he doesn't Anger, but for his great career, he must also endure... Don’t forget, those people are also familiar people, used to be your partner, your friends, your colleagues! If you kill me at this time The power of my hand is no longer the leader. If you don’t speak modestly, the dragons have no heads, and you can slowly cut them with a soft knife."
"Don't you say, you want those people you've been so familiar with, one fell down under the armor's butcher's knife?" Fan stared at the eyes of Yan Bingyun, saying one word at a time.
After saying that the ice cloud was silent for a while, he said: "The adults seem to have been pondering this matter for a long time, but you must be clear that there can only be one day in the sky. There is only one king in the world. If you are alive, you will always be forbearing, but I Under the balance of the Daqing court, it is still split into two pieces by your life... This is not a good thing for Daqing."
"I just want to let those people I want to protect live. For this purpose, I have to live. In the future, I will stand on the high post and look at the majesty of the temple in a cold and indifferent way. You are wary.""But don't forget, if you die, the officials of the court will one day have to accept this reality, and you will have the means to bring the supervision and even your part in the south of the Yangtze River back." Yan Baiyun stared at his eyes and said: "On the surface, you want to guarantee their lives. In fact, you just use these people's strength to threaten your majesty and threaten the court. You insist on not killing, but only monitoring. The hospital is used as a private device to continue your own mind."
"What's the matter?" Fan Xian coughed twice and squinted at the ice cloud.
"Either the dean or you have said it." Yan Bingyun looked calm. "The supervision institute is a public device. It is not a private device. How can you use the state's public device to seek your own privacy? This is what I disapprove." Your place."
"Is it?" Fan Xian’s eyes chilled, and indifference said: "The supervision hospital is a public device, I can not use it privately... Then why did the emperor kneel down to use the supervision court for his own thoughts, you do not bravely stand up Refuting him?"
This sentence directly hits the heart of Yan Bingyun. He looks at Fan Xian with a sly look. Some of them can't digest this sentence. In the hearts of all the officials in this world, it is the court, that is, the country. It is a public... The Supervisory Hospital is a public instrument, and it is naturally a knife in the hands of the arm.
"Don't forget what you said. The supervisory school is a public device. It is not the private device of the emperor. The person on the dragon chair is only a person. He will use him to represent the will of the world." Fan looked coldly and indifferently. Bingyun said: "It is not only a public device, but naturally it belongs to the Germans. Yes, I am not a person with virtue, but do you dare to say that the Emperor is also a man of virtue?"
"Since I am only two young and old bastards with his father and son, it is very simple to know who the supervisory institution is."
Fan Xian no longer looked at the face of the ice cloud, and took a drink from the kettle. The cold ice said: "This yard is set by Ye Qingmei, which was given to me by Chen Pingping. Why did the emperor take it over? What do you have? Qualifications tell me these boring words?"
"The Supervisory Institute is used to supervise the institution under the academy. If you become a spy agency, your supervisor is not as good as the dean." He put down the kettle and scolded him with a disdainful and boring tone.
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A sudden silence, the heart of the ice cloud really set off a stormy wave, he had always thought that Fan Xian was only the heartache of Chen Pingping's death, so bravely stood on the opposite side of the emperor's majesty. But he did not think that in the heart of Fan Xian, there is no inherent dignity of the imperial power! This kind of big rebellion, very rebellious argument, is really difficult for Xiaoyan son to digest. He has been silent for a long time, but still has not figured this out, because Dean Chen did not teach him that year, Fan Xian did not say this before. One point, the Ombudsman is used to monitor your majesty? What kind of joke is this!With the faint faint glare of the facial expression of Yan Bingyun, Fan Xian’s heart flashed a very strong disappointment. He knew that in this world, no one except Chen Pingping and himself who was deeply influenced by his mother could accept it. Some of these, even the fathers who are far away from Zhangzhou, are afraid to accept them. The father is only because of his own sake, so he will gradually centrifuge with the Qing court.
Yan Baiyun looked up, quiet
Looking at Fan Xian, I will make a decision immediately. For the fundamental interests of the Daqing dynasty, for his life's struggle goal, he can't allow Fan to take too many secrets and too much power to invest in foreign enemies. In the arms, but if you really want to send him into the palace, Yan Bingyun knows that today is a must.
Fan Xian seems to be not in a hurry, just waiting for the decision of the ice cloud. At this time, a little tired, some old, some indifferent voices rang in the shadow of the rockery: "It’s so late, there is something to say, let those women listen to gossip, there is good ?"
Yan Bingyun was a stiff body. He heard the father of the man talking. He turned around very hard. The double fists in his sleeves were very tight and silent. He knew that his father was reminding himself of some things. Let others know that Fan is hiding in his own house, then he has to kill, and his father is at the moment of his decision, naturally giving himself the most powerful warning.
If there is no saying that the sea will help, after the serious injury, the veins will be chaotic, how can you hide in the secret room in the rockery, how can the body be bandaged, how can there be food and water next to the body?
It is clear that the ice cloud is clear, and the father’s seemingly warm and ordinary words are threatening himself with the father and son. If you really decide to be unfavourable to Fan Fan, then this family... I am afraid that it will be defeated.
Fan Xian calmly looked at the words in the darkness, looked at the old man around, and smiled with difficulty and whispered: "This will not say, you should go back first."
Then, he said indifferent to the ice cloud: "If I say something, you can't hear it. There are a few files in the court where I got it from the Jingwang House. When these days are empty, you Go and see."
This is a faint export, Fan Fan seems to be watching the death of the ice cloud will not shoot for himself. Yan Baiyun quietly stood still for a long time, his eyes closed tightly, and finally left the rockery and went to his house. His decision to leave quietly was only to destroy some of his obsessions and let him back. It seems to be a bit sloppy.
"There are no people here on the rockery side, don't worry." If Ruohai came under the rockery, he smiled softly: "You have been talking about the yard before, I hope he can understand some."
Fan Xian smiled and said: "It's not as good as the old gentleman to teach, use my head to protect my head... All in order to celebrate the country, Yan Bingyun is still reluctant to use your life and death to prove his creed, since everything is there The price, I think he will slowly think about it."
...... ......Throughout Kyoto, no one knows the whereabouts of Fan Xi, except for the father and son of Yan, the work of Suo Yu in Kyoto is still in full swing, without any relaxation, countless streets and houses have been turned over again, but The country’s imperial court was surprised by the fact that the fan of being seriously injured and unable to act, like a wandering soul, disappeared into the people’s field of vision.
The Ombudsman is also cooperating with the imperial court's intentions to carry out all aspects of intelligence and sorting work. It is also a source of no income. The main reason for this memorial is the military and the inner court. The supervision institute only cooperates, so the affairs are not corresponding. Busy, today’s Dean of the Supervisory Academy, Yan Bingyun, is not as busy and nervous as Ye Zhong and Yao’s eunuchs. On the contrary, there is a lot of pictures of his serious study in the square building on Tianhe Avenue.
Yan Bingyun listened to Fan Xi’s words that night and began to seriously read the letters and files that were hidden in the Jia Pavilion. He watched it carefully for three days and three nights before he realized that it was the same year. The essays and letters written to His Majesty are very systematically telling a lot about the future of the country. However, these ideas are too bold, no, it should be said that it is a big deal!
These words are like poisonous words, so that Yan Bingyun feels that the fingers holding the paper are starting to get hot. When he is shocked, he dare not look carefully. He only picks out the words about the origin of the supervision institute, because he knows clearly. The supervision institute was originally the mother of Fan Xian, the trick that Miss Ye Jia created.
Why do you have a supervision institute in the world? Perhaps the answer can be found in these letters. Isn’t the purpose of the Supervisory Academy not to celebrate the country, but to squat? But why are there not too many places on the paper that mention the one on the dragon chair and the one who might be sitting on the dragon chair in the future.
Regardless of whether the ice cloud wants to see it or not, dare to look into it, but those words that are not very beautiful are still like the devil into his heart, he began to meditate, began to daze, began to feel that he was the father by night The threat, forced to contain the fan in the government, may not necessarily be a completely wrong decision, completely harmful to the Daqing court.
He walked to the window of the secret room, looked through the glass window and looked at the corner of the imperial city under the light, and blinked slightly, feeling that the red light reflected from it was a bit dazzling. After a slight squat, he pulled out a black cloth from a corner of the desk and re-opened the black cloth. Carefully and carefully, he was blindly covered in a glass window, blocking the sight of the palace. It seems that he can be safe.
The Emperor of the palace was seriously injured by the assassin on the same day, but he was lucky not to return to the sky, but he was sometimes comatose and sometimes awakened. He did not know what the situation was today, but it was the calm emperor who occasionally woke up, calmly and even indifferently Under the order of chasing, I want to leave Fan Xian in the territory of the Qing Dynasty. On the contrary, for those assassins from Beiqi and Dongyi City, the assassins who survived the life, the court did not care much. .The ice cloud opened the corner of the black cloth, squinted at the brilliant imperial city, and thought of another embarrassing thing. It seems that in addition to the pursuit of vanity or the search for the body of the corpse, the inner court is vaguely Looking for the same thing, in the mind of the majesty, it seems that the matter is more important than Fan Xi, what would it be?
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When the snow breaks down, the square in front of the palace has not been traced a few days ago. The blood and water mixed with the snow have already been cleaned, revealing the clean and tidy bluestone below. Those days
The flying arrow marks did not leave any proof. Only the blue bricks on the wall of the Imperial City Zhu and the blue stone on the west side, a few deep holes that trembled and shivered, indicating the cruelty of that day. It has proved to the people in the past that the horrible extraterrestrial strikes have indeed existed, not just the movements that people think of.
Fan Ruoruo, wearing a white coat, quietly stood in front of the imperial palace gate under the imperial city, waiting for the ban and the guard to jointly examine the waist card of the palace. After the assassination of the university student under the door, the entire Kyoto trick The defense forces are all in a state of wartime, and she knows that the real thing that makes the court panic is that it is still a thorn, but this thing is still hidden within a certain range, and it has not been introduced. folk.
Today, when I entered the palace, I was awake and personally deliberate. The hospital went to Fan to invite her. This is not only because Fan Ruoru’s medical skills from Qingshan and Fei Jie have reached a certain level. More importantly, the emperor’s majesty The serious injuries are not the internal injuries and sword marks left by the assassins. The most deadly ones are the steel sheets that are spattered into the flesh in the chest. It is well known that this strange treatment called surgery, the whole world. It seems that only Miss Fan Jia will.
On the way, Fan Ruoru has already known the current physical condition of the emperor from the mouth of Tai Yizheng, knowing that his majesty did not die under his own gun. Fan Ruoruo’s heart did not know how it felt, but it was wonderful. Yes, she didn't have any serious disappointment, just a little stunned.
She lived in the palace for five months and stayed in the royal study for five months. She could even say that she was the oldest woman who stayed with her emperor for the past few years. She knew that the old man was getting old. The king of the king is what kind of person, but the key is that this king is waiting for Fan Ruo, really different.
"Be careful after entering the palace. If you are inconvenienced, you have to stay in the palace for treatment. You have to send a message to the government." Jing Wang Shizi Li Hongcheng stood by Fan Ruoruo and whispered, there was a Unrecognized worries, treating the emperor, was originally a terrible thing, and even more terrible is that the wounds suffered by the underarms are also inseparable from the fan, and the paranoia is the most painful. The biological sister.
When I thought that Fan Ruouo was under house arrest in the past few months, Shizuhiro Hiroshi had a strong fear of worry.
"Yeah." Fan Ruoer smiled slightly, and the indifference of the face gradually turned away. He bowed his head to Hongcheng, and he and the Taizheng were led by the guards to the palace.She always knew the meaning of Li Hongcheng and was deeply touched by it. Especially in these days, Fan Fu was repeatedly searched. Whether it was Lin’s status as a county lord or Fan Ruo’s position in his heart, in the face of the big crimes committed by Fan Xian, he did not need to mention anything else. At this time, after returning from Xiliang Road, Li Hongcheng, who was appointed as the deputy of the Privy Council, did not avoid the suspicion. He bravely sat in the town of Fan, and suppressed the sergeants who were like wolves.
If there is no Li Hongcheng, I am afraid that today's Fanfu days will be too much.
In the quiet and cold Miyamen Cave, the footsteps sounded quietly, and Fan Ruoruo lowered his head. He felt that his brother was right in the past. This life was originally a play, and it was often a ridiculous drama. His majesty almost died under his own gun, but at this time he was going to treat him...
Fan Ruoruo did not make up his mind until he was in the palace. She knew that her majesty had to wake up. She was awake and woke up and made a will. Fan Fu did not suffer the disaster. In terms of the crimes committed by Fan Xian, the whole Fan is only afraid of being imprisoned by Sona. At most, Lin Rueruo Fan Ruouo and his children will be brought into the palace.
However, his Majesty did not issue this will, which allowed Fan Ruoru to admire the choice of the nephew not leaving Beijing on the same day. Although no one knows, the night before the palace change, what did Fan Xian and the emperor say, what agreement was reached? But at least Lin Biaoer should have guessed something. At the moment, Kyoto is only desperately trying to kill the fan, but it has not used the thunder to suppress the people sheltered by Fan.
Fan Fu did not leave Beijing to return to Ganzhou, and there is no doubt that he expressed an attitude, a kind of trial of the emperor's attitude towards fulfilling his commitment.
In this thought, Fan Ruoru is very admired by the scorpion's state of mind, and his heart is also a feeling of worship that has already been rooted in his heart. In addition to his brother, who else can force a powerful person? After the assassination of the king, is it still forced to suppress anger?
The palace is close at hand, and Fan Ruo-oo gradually calms her mind. She was picking up the star building on the same day just to help her brother escape from Kyoto. In fact, in the end, she could not give too much resentment to the emperor. After all, twenty years ago, The death of the poor baby who had never seen her face was too far away from her.
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In the first month of the first month, the 12-year history of Qingli finally settled down on this land. However, the footsteps of the Nanqing court still could not be stabilized. Although the Emperor’s Majesty had been able to sit up and watch the chapter, but after all, Can't be too consuming, and He Zongwei is dead in the middle of the book. There are key officials in the ministries that have been cleared by Fan Xianqi. For a time, there is some confusion in the hall. Fortunately, Hu University has spelled this life, for seven consecutive years. I didn’t go back to the house after staying up late, but I still didn’t let the political affairs be delayed too much.The footsteps in the shadows are still stepping on the chaos. It seems to have returned to normal in Kyoto. In fact, it is still under very strict control, especially for the assassination of the assassins, and has never breathed a sigh of relief. The Qing court must be proud of this matter. Those nine strong people who were first severely injured and then shot by thousands of arrows should be besieged in Kyoto. In such a big capital, However, it is possible to strictly block the possibility of these strong people escaping. On the one hand, these strong people are too hurt, and on the other hand, they must acknowledge the horror of the national machine of the Qing State.
The death of five assassins has been confirmed
The corpse has been transported into the palace. At least three of the known assassins are still missing. They are the first master of the Northern Qi Palace, the wolf master, the Dong Yicheng sword, the younger Wang Sanlang, and the northern Qisheng female sea otter. . The three men were almost shackled in Kyoto several times, but they only fled the siege after paying the price of blood.
As for the Fan Fan, even the shadows were not found. Yes, Fan Xian disappeared and the shadow disappeared. The officials of the Qing government responsible for the culling work discovered at this moment that the characters cultivated by the Supervisory Institute were indeed These aspects are too talented.
However, the officials still have confidence, because Xiao Fan’s adult is too hurt, and his majesty is broken. This person’s meridians have been destroyed and it is impossible to recover within one year.
On the other hand, the imperial court members who went into the palace every night to make progress and retreat to seek sorrow, could not help but see another scene that they had been used to, but now they are extraordinarily weird, lying in the quilt under the quilt. A woman dressed in an ordinary girl costume, cold and faint but carefully served her armpit, drinking for the sputum, feeding and eating.
The woman is Miss Fan Jia. The imperial court members have already seen her face in the first five months, but I couldn’t think of it. It’s only a day, how come back? Xiao Fan’s adult is not a prisoner of the thorns. How can his sister’s sister be able to wait around his majesty? Yao Dajun is thinking about it? Don't you worry about Miss Fan Jia making something bad?
Not only did Miss Fan Jia wait in the palace every day, but it was the Fan House, which was seen as a dead place by everyone. It did not seem to become a hell. The people inside lived as usual, and the younger brother of the morning county, Lin Yier, would enter. Once in the palace, bring some fresh food to your majesty and talk about laughter.
What is this called? My Majesty wants to kill Xiao Fan, I am afraid that I want to be crazy, but I don’t want to be difficult for his wife and sister. This scene is too ridiculous and absurd. It is really unspeakable.
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The boring atmosphere of Kyoto was finally broken in the first day of February. Yao’s eunuch received a top secret message. After a long talk in the royal study room and the weak after the injury, the second day was countless insiders and military personnel. Then they quietly gathered from all sides and came to the gate of the first class of Chenghai Viscount House.The first moment when the morning light came out, the green buds on the tree were still sleeping under the veneer, and the door of the government was suddenly blasted open. The sergeants surrounded by all sides guarded all the positions, and more than 20 masters. Leaving directly from the high courtyard wall, they seem to know where the target is, and directly rushed to the rockery of Houyuan.
Yao Taishou sleeved his hands and looked calmly outside the government. He didn’t mean to speak in the government. This house is not a simple place, and he does not say how long the words of Ruo Ruohai’s management in the hospital were, and now The young male master of the government is, after all, the dean of the Supervisory Academy.
The operation did not reveal any rumors to the Supervisory Academy, because once the noble person was caught in the government, I was afraid that the explanation could not be explained.
Xiaoyan’s son was dressed in a pajamas and looked at the sergeant who looked around in the house with a sullen look. The anger in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, but his expression remained calm, and the most successful act of the country was The strength of the mind is not comparable to the average person.
He did not rush to the residence of his father after the park. He just stood in the door of the bedroom and watched the scene indefinitely. On the bed behind him, his wife, Miss Shen, slowly sat up and asked, "What happened?"
"Don't you know what happened?" The words were not returned, and the sound was squeezed into a cold line.
The indulge in the bed suddenly changed face, and after a long while, he trembled and said: "What are you talking about?"
"Only my father and I know, and the most is what you reminded me." Yan Bingyun’s lips have a very bitter smile. "I really lost you, but I have been thinking for so many years. I thought you were early. I have forgotten it, and the trick is, after all, a husband and wife. I didn’t expect that you wouldn’t let me go to the old house and die, but I’m still unwilling.”
Shen Yuer’s body trembled and knew that Xiang Gong had already seen through what he had done. He said to the back of the ice cloud: “I have this idea, but he is a criminal after all. If he is known by the court, How can the family escape from the shackles? Besides, he was a powerful person. If he himself came in, the government did not find it, and the court could believe it."
"Yeah, the family has the first merit, but there is also the crime of asylum." Yan Bingyun’s smile seems so cold and bitter. "I still don’t understand why you are doing this. You are Beiqi. When did people become so loyal to my Daqing court?"
There was a loud noise in the courtyard of the government, and the bedroom of this master was so quiet. Shen Yan, who was behind the ice cloud, bowed his head and went silent for a long time. After all, he raised his head bravely, his eyes were full of lingering The color of the blame: "Why? What do you say? Don't forget, I am always your wife. Yeah, that thing has nothing to do with you, but you dare to say that it has nothing to do with his fandom!"Miss Shen’s voice is not so loud, but she is particularly sad and resentful. She looks at the back of Yan Bingyun and cries and says: “My father was killed by the Emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and then the whole family was copied, and the family broke....you I don’t know what’s wrong with my family! More than two hundred people in my family are all dead! My three-year-old brother is also dead! Who made this?”
"This is what the Emperor of Beiqi did, but you thought I really didn't know. This is the idea of Fan Xiu and the woman named Haishu!" Miss Shen Da's eyes are all the light of hatred, "but what can I do?" Fan Fan is your boss, your friend, the one you never say, but actually the most admired... Can I still expect you to take revenge for my family of more than 200 people?"
"Since he dared to escape to me and let me discover, I can't miss this opportunity." Miss Shen said this, knowing that no matter how things develop, it is impossible to save the man in front of him.
The human heart, sitting on the bed softly, can not help but be a little surprised, why a woman who did not understand anything, but driven by hatred, made such a bold thing.
The body of the ice cloud is slightly stiff, but there is no reaction, just sighing in the bottom of my heart, some feeling awkward.
The rockery in the back garden has been excavated by the sergeants, but they look at the dusty chambers and look at the space that seems to have never been seen before, and they can't help but stay in place. The words that were shocked out of the house were like the sea, and they didn’t know anything. They frowned and looked at the sergeants and the inner court masters who were responsible for culling the murderers. The cold voice said: "What is going on!"
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"I am hiding in the house, but I have never worried about what will happen." The carriage is comfortably resting on the cushion, although the meridians in the body are still a mess, although at this time he is more than a waste person. Not as good as it is, but this does not affect his good mood. At least he has already come out of Kyoto. Looking at the more vivid scenery of Kyoto's four fields, he feels happy without any reason.
When he left the government, he did not know what happened. He did not know that Miss Shen had never forgotten the tragedy of Shenfu in the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty in the past five years, but he trusted the ability of Mr. Yan. Both Yan and his sons are in the role of a fine in the supervision of the hospital. How can they not even notice the changes in their homes?
It is still the powerful ability of the government, and finally took an opportunity to send Fan Free to Kyoto. At this time, the carriage is walking on the bleak road in the morning between the mountains. The driver is an official in the supervision court, but it is not the old genus familiar with Fan, nor the old man of the Kainian group. Since then, the government is relieved to let this An official to preside over this matter must have enough confidence in his loyalty.
"That is the dean's adult Hong Fu Qitian." The supervisor of the driving hospital said with a smile, "Or the dean may not find such a chance to send you out of Kyoto."The two deans are adults, the former one is naturally free, the latter is naturally the ice cloud. After a moment of silence, the official suddenly said: "The dean is asking me to finally ask you a sentence. You promised that he would not go to the north and not betray the court. Can you really do it?"
"This dead ice scorpion..." Fan Xian smiled sullenly: "It is natural to do it. I am not the old-fashioned guy who has no taboos."
"After you return to Beijing, help me to hand this letter to Yan Bingyun, and let him find a way to send the case to the emperor's case." Fan Xian confessed for a moment and then handed it over, and handed a thin letter to the past.
The content of the letter is very simple, that is, he has left Kyoto, and will fulfill the agreement between the night and the emperor's Majesty. Please also obey the promise of the emperor's words, and wish you good health and care.
The main reason for this is because of the friends who are still blocked in Kyoto. Fan Xian is clear that the main goal of His Majesty the Emperor is himself. If he can live away from Kyoto, then it will consume much effort and then provoke arguments. It is not very meaningful to leave them in Kyoto.
The carriage turned a few hands in the wild in Kyoto, and it took several laps. It took a full three days to travel to a neighboring state by the dense path in the mountain and several transition points in the supervision. Outside the state city.
The carriage naturally would not enter the state, but chose to hand over here. Looking at the familiar face, Fan couldn’t help but smile and said, "If you come, I will be more relieved."
From Beiqi to Beijing, he rushed back to Nanqing. Wang Qienian, who had been preparing for the outside of Kyoto, was dressed as an old man. His face was wrinkled. He looked at Fan’s injury on the train and couldn’t help feeling a heavy heart. He didn’t have any mood to laugh and shook his head. .
"What do I have to dress up?"
Wang Qi-nian took out the powder and cloth clothes from his arms and said with a smile: "Being an old pole, my daughter-in-law..."
Fan was a bitter smile, and did not make a sentimental gesture. He directly came over and said: "It is more convenient for me to dress up as an old pole."
In the season when he changed clothes, Wang Qi-nian couldn't help but lower his voice and asked: "Daily, have you planned to leave Kyoto from the beginning?"
"I am not a god, the plan is always unable to keep up with the changes."
Fan Xiaowei smiled and then said: "If I can win in the palace, naturally I don't have to go out of Beijing, but since I lost, then I must make sure that I survive. Fortunately, my luck is as good as ever."
"I heard that it is not the place where people go, and there are not many people who can go, but everyone who dares to go... is dead."
"Who said that he is dead? The hard work is alive, Sean is alive, my uncle, my mother is not living well?" Fan’s eyes squinted, seemingly pursuing the backs of those characters. He whispered: "It’s not enough to just survive. This time I lost in Kyoto. Besides, I have to go to the temple to find my uncle. What other choices can I have? This is something that I have already thought about. You don't have to stop me."Wang Qinian’s face is a bit ugly, and he swears: “I don’t want to stop you... Who in the world dares to stop you? The people who dare to stop, except for the squat, are afraid that the rest are all dead, just God. The temple...not the palace, it is the place where the immortals live, I am afraid that I will not be able to find you with you for decades."
"Our goal is not to toss." Fan coughed twice, forcibly controlled the burning pain of the meridians in the body, and barely smiled: "You should not be too scared."
This is itself a matter of vanity. For the imaginary temple, he has more knowledge than anyone else in the world, and even faintly, he can capture the true background of the temple. Of course, all this is just speculation.
His Majesty was so powerful, even after the gunshots, he survived and woke up. Fan is clear, after this battle, His Majesty will never go out of the house in person, and he will be in danger. The situation between Fan Xian and the emperor is now that they are both father and son.
The long-term conversation before the start of the hands was based on mutual restraint. This is a war between two people. Whether it is Qing Emperor or Fan Leisure, I don't want the war to spread to the world. So, if Fan Yu is defeated, he must find a force that can overcome his Majesty.
The world has not found it. Only when he goes to heaven, Fan’s mood is slightly heavy. He knows how the temple is a noble existence in the hearts of the world, but he is very worried about the safety of Wuzhu, for the injury of his own meridians. For many, many purposes, he had to go to the temple for a difficult trip.
“How come?” Wang Qi, a young Ma Ma, asked a very real word, the world worshipped the temple, but no one knows where the temple is.
"Toward the north, always north, all the way to the north." Fan said.
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