Chapter 144 – A Strange Guest Comes to Suzhou City

“You’re so full of vigor… ……”

Fan Xian stepped one foot on the railing of the top floor of the Suzhou branch of the Moon Embracing Building, and fanned himself with a fan in one hand, as the cold rain of late spring that had lasted for several days ceased, and the summer heat went away and came back, instantly raising the temperature in the air.

He squinted his eyes, looking at the funeral procession that passed through the street, listening to those babbling sounds of mourning music, couldn’t help but smile – Ming Qingda really has a set, the surface of the grief and anger, and his own intention to not share the sky to do the full, actually let Ming Lao Taijun’s burial ceremony through the city, the way how waving, along the way there are citizens Set up a small case, put the vegetarian fruit worship, but also some weekdays have been favored caller, in that slowly along the street to the huge coffin kowtow.

The sound of mourning music was in fact sometimes quite melodious, at least to Fan Xian’s ears at this time.

He shook his fan and couldn’t help but sigh again, “The spirit of the spirit ah ……”

Wind from the fan in the hair, he did not bother to play with Ming Yuan what the battle of wills, take a dead man to get in his own way, he does not feel how exciting, you want to swim in the street then go to swim to go, in any case, there is no real damage to himself.

After sweeping away Ming Lao Liu and the old lady’s relative beloved, Ming Qingda has gradually and firmly controlled the situation in Mingyuan, it is also under his strong suppression, the Ming family tens of thousands of people, not because of Ming Lao Taijun’s unnatural death, and issued a final roar of jade and stone.

The scholars who had clamored in Suzhou city a few days ago were divided by Fan Xian’s play and educated with sticks, and then without the solidarity of the Ming family, their voices weakened. Just as Fan Xian expected, the so-called righteous indignation could not be sustained.

Of course Fan Xian is also clear, to suppress the Ming family’s internal voice of vengeance, must have suffered Ming Qingda the old man, but this thing was originally Ming Qingda whole out, if he does not want Fan Xian …… to go Biao, these hard work, these difficulties, these gas must be swallowed.

And what really made Fan Xian happy was that the crows that had sprinkled the crows the other day had already sent back news, and I don’t know if it was the Ming family’s sudden silence that made those great lords of the Junshan Society too late to react, but at least in the Jiangnan area, some of the deacons of the Junshan Society had responded in some rather stupid ways-such as stirring up the citizens to gather together and cause a riot.

By virtue of the secret reconnaissance of the Inspectorate in this matter, and by virtue of the several figures that Ming Qingda had secretly sold to Hua Yuan, the Inspectorate had set its sights on a certain manor downstream of the Great River, which was one of the Junshan Society’s strongholds located in Jiangnan.

Perhaps it was just an inconspicuous manor, and not an important place for the Junshan Society, but Fan Xian needed to eradicate them to show his stance.

If you’re in Jiangnan, you’d better be honest for the time being.

If you’re not honest, I’ll shut you up.

The Black Riders couldn’t enter the Ming Garden, and that was because His Majesty didn’t like to watch the force of the Supervisory Court enter too much into local politics, but for a mysterious, even vaguely antagonistic organization like the Junshan Society, His Majesty, the Emperor of the Kingdom of Qing, shouldn’t care about what tactics Fan Xian would use.

Jiangnan Road Governor Xue Qing also did not oppose Fan Xian’s plan, after all, it was a bit too late to consult Kyoto again.

Today, Elder Taijun Ming was being buried at her funeral, and it was also the time when the five hundred black riders were sneaking across the river to go and bloodbath somewhere.

The funeral procession had already passed through the long street under the Moon Embracing Building, and Fan Xian noticed that some powerful and noble figures had already carefully withdrawn from the procession; these Jiangnan people did not want to offend the Ming family on the one hand, and on the other hand, they also did not dare to brush off the face of Lord Qinzhi too much, and so they were sent to the city gates, and then they turned back on their own.

“Spirited ah …….”

With great power in his hands, why should he be afraid of how the people’s hearts are? Although Fan Xian did not drift, but deep down he also began to feel, power this kind of thing, really have if drugs, no wonder Xizhe has words, Shaolong relayed, forum common, absolute so-and-so, bring absolute so-and-so.

But Fan Xian is clear, he does not need to be corrupt, he is not ashamed to think, his spiritual realm, or relatively high, so he could not help but sigh for the third time.

Among the words, at this time, someone should be interested to ask: “What is the reason for the adults ……”

Unfortunately, Wang Qinian will have to go back to Nanqing in another half year, beside Deng Ziyue face oddly deliberated for half a day, only to hold a sentence out, “Adult …… seems to be in a good mood.”

Fan Xian laughed and spat, said: “Of course the mood is good, this old woman died cleanly, in the high-rise above, see others into the grave, how not happy.”

Deng Ziyue thought to himself what’s so happy about this, and couldn’t help but open his mouth to admonish, “Jiangnan people ……”.

Only said three words, Fan Xian will stop, said with a cold smile: “Do not come to repeat those words, what the people’s hearts and public opinion, after a few months, these people will forget. What benevolence, what benefits, just can remember a few days, but ultimately can not beat the home cooking without oil, cooking without rice these things are important. The people …… are the most forgetful kind of people in the world.”

Words have reference, refers to naturally in Fan Xian’s life, in that has long been rained and blown away, turned into the imperial court treasury of the Ye family.

When the Ye family compared to today’s Ming family, the scenery to ten times that, the power to ten times that, in the people’s benevolence to ten times that, the heavens a face, the family broke, the world of the people are not all silent, who dares to ask for justice for the Ye family?

Deng Zi Yue shocked silence, know that touching the Lord Titus years of pain, do not dare to speak again, but also finally understand, why the Lord Titus every mention of public opinion and people’s hearts, will laugh coldly at it, do not care.

“We who are subjects are only subjects of His Majesty, not of these people.” Fan Xian said something that was the exact opposite of serving the people.

With things at this point, what was there for Fan Xian to be dissatisfied with? The Ming family is in the palm of his hand in the middle of that monkey, Jiangnan must be, Xia Qufei has already sent back news from Jiangbei, the other day with the second brother side hooked up, the storm in the capital on the side of the Ministry of Households to settle, Hangzhou side of the picking of medicines in a hurry, the inner treasury of the three major workshops in full swing, in the eyes of the Qingyu Hall shopkeeper, serious and serious lively ……

As for the officialdom, Fan Xian and Xue Qing’s relationship is getting closer and closer, and His Majesty in the palace did not slightly reduce his trust, especially after the Ming family, Fan Xian self-loss of innocence, without a doubt, adding to the emperor’s pity for his own illegitimate son who is willing to be a loner.

Look right and left, are their own great victory, as for the Junshan will …… Fan idle lips flashed a cold smile, the old cripple in the Chen Garden outside the capital do not know how to think, anyway, Fan idle is not going to look into this matter too much, the so-called tiger, that is, so.

To completely eliminate the Junshan Association, first of all, this is a very difficult thing to accomplish, even if Fan Xian chat hair four Gu Mania, at the risk of losing half of their own strength in hand, but also do not see to be able to do this matter, just look at the strong and powerful Qing Temple two rituals three stone masters are just Junshan Association thrown out of the abandoned pawns, you can imagine that this nominally loose organization, hidden how much horror of the strength of the organization.

Even if, with the help of his father and the old cripple, the family put their lives on the line and really succeeded in subverting the Junshan Society, with Jiangnan settled, the king’s power stabilized, and the emperor not allowing Fan Xian to lead the army into battle, what else could Fan Xian do? What else can Fan Xian do then? Stay in the dark room of the Supervisory Yuan and retire at a young age?

Fan Xian didn’t want to become the second Chen Pingping, so for certain conflicts, he wouldn’t rush to dissolve and extinguish them, instead he hoped that this kind of contradiction would slowly blossom in a situation that he could control, like a flower with poison.

Of course, he did not think, today in the hold the moon upstairs ideas, and that old cripple s ideas, is so consistent, the old and young two, are in order to a certain purpose that can not be declared in the mouth and secretly work hard, the only regret lies in the fact that these two people seem to be reluctant to communicate with each other, perhaps …… do not want to implicate each other?

Do not look deeply into the Junshan Association, does not mean not to deal with the Junshan Association, Junshan Association in Jiangnan Yin Fan idle a few ways, he always want to calculate this account back, so at this time the black ride, is that mountain road quietly forward.

The only small loophole in the months of reckoning was that Junshan Society’s accountant, Mr. Zhou. This person has not been silenced, and in the two sides of Ming Qingda and his own surveillance, actually can still quietly disappear, indicating that this person must be an important role in the Junshan Association, perhaps mastering the real insider of the Junshan Association.

And Begonia …… never came back, Fan Xian s brow flushed with faint worry, that Mr. Zhou, must be under the protection of a very powerful figure.

He left from the railing and sat back down on the table, and instructed Deng Ziyue, “Contact the Governor s Office and send out the sea arrest papers ……”

His voice was lowered, “Butler Zhou’s portrait, the Ming family has already sent someone to send it, you hand it over to the Governor’s Office, and check both sides together.”

Deng Ziyue was aghast, knowing that his lordship had no good method, he had to start using the power of the government to try to force the issue from the open, as for the portrait, he was also clear that it was drawn by that close big maid of Ming Lao Taijun.

Fan Xian sighed and said, “If we can catch that Mr. Zhou alive …… you say, this thing is not a little too wonderful?”

“Wonderful to think about indeed.”

Holding the moon building top floor is empty, only Fan Xian this table sits with someone, bias at this time, the railing side, that table, suddenly more than two people, and then Fan Xian’s words, indifference full of pick up a sentence!

The sound of numerous metal sheaths being shined resounded in the penthouse, full of harsh intent.

The seven tiger guards led by Gao Da gripped their oddly shaped long swords with both hands, transforming into a mountainous shape and protecting Fan Xian to the death!

And the side of the building at the same time, surged out more than a dozen Inspectorate six swordsmen, long swords in the body without drawing, in the hand is already raised painted black, not very reflective, seemingly full of sinister crossbow arrows, on the table of the two people.

There was no one in the building, but there were two more people silently, and the other party’s arrival was not only hidden from the swordmen of the six divisions of the Supervisory Yuan, from the tiger guards, but also from Fan Xian, who had long since recovered from his internal injuries, so what kind of realm was this?

However, Fan Xian’s defense force also reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, isolated those two people.

With more than ten crossbows and arrows, plus the seven tiger guards that could stand up to Hai Tang Duo Duo, plus a Fan Xian who had been promoted to the ninth rank long ago, even if the visitor was Yun Zhilan of Dong Yi City, or Lord Wolf Peach of the Northern Qi, the crowd was confident that they could take the other party down with ease.

However, those two people facing such a formation, but not the slightest unusual expression, one of the face of the smile is still a little reluctant, while the other wearing a hat character, just through the body of a cold, through the indifference of a share of the crowd as if it were nothing.

The person wearing the hat slowly raised his head, revealing that ancient strange face, without a trace of expression on his face, just that pair of eyes, looking at the people in the building, as if looking at a group of dead people like indifference.

“You want Mr. Zhou? This is Mr. Zhou.”

That person was as comfortable as a spring breeze in the midst of a group of crossbows, and naturally a domineering aura was born out of thin air as he looked coldly at Fan Xian across the crowd.

“But I won’t give it to you.”

Fan Xian looked at the man through the shirts of the tiger guards, his heart moved slightly, and he calmly said, “So you’re the one who’s protecting Mr. Zhou, no wonder Hai Tang hasn’t been able to win …… Since you won’t give me the man, what are you doing here to see me? I don’t have the habit of chatting with uninvited guests.”

The man said indifferently, “A deal, withdraw the Black Rider and I’ll spare your life.”

Spare your life? In such a situation, actually saying to spare Fan Xian’s life?

Unless he was a fool, only then would he have such confidence. But Fan Xian knew very well that the other party was definitely not a fool, so the other party must have the ability to kill himself in such a situation.

So instead, Fan Xian smiled and asked, “How is Haitang?”

The man suddenly rolled his eyes very oddly, “I rarely kill women.”

Fan Xian smiled and said, “That’s good …… put.”

A very sudden, very unsuspecting word release!

The machine spring in the hands of the Inspectorate’s six swordsmen loosened, and more than thirty crossbow arrows fed with poison split into three batches of consecutive shots, like a dense rain of death, and shot over to that table!

What Mr. Zhou, what Junshan Association, all too late to care, as long as you can kill this person in front of you, Fan Xian feel how all worth it …… spirited? A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips.