Chapter 23: Tell you about the real Office of the Procuratorate

The conference room of the Procuratorate could not help but fall into a somewhat awkward silence, no one had expected that Lord Fan Tisi’s first appearance in the Procuratorate would be such a situation, completely at odds with the Procuratorate’s always solemn atmosphere, and after a long while, someone finally could not help but let out a laugh.

Fan Xian smiled, clasped his hands together, and headed inside; of the seven powerful figures here, he only recognized one, Yan Ruohai, and the rest were all very unfamiliar. Luckily, Teacher Fei Jie had been following him around today, or else he would have been a little afraid to face the most eerie and terrifying heads of secret agents in this entire country of Qing, or in the entire world, on his own.

At the end of the long table, there was an old man sitting on top of a wheelchair, his eyes cold, but very gently looking at himself. Fan Xian let out a heartfelt sigh for no apparent reason, and slowly walked forward. He had recognized the other party long ago, after all, he had seen him sixteen years ago when he first came to this world, and the old cripple’s face didn’t seem to have changed much in these sixteen years.

Chen Pingping looked at the young boy who was getting closer and closer to him, and a very strange, contented look appeared on his face. Fan Xian had already walked to his side, and Chen Pingping opened her own arms and said softly, “Boy, come here.”

Fan Xian slowly lowered his body, resting his head gently on the old man’s shoulder, and threw his body into the other party’s not-so-broad chest in a gentle embrace.

Chen Pingping was very thin, and the contact between their bodies was somewhat gentle, but Fan Xian felt very warm.

An old man and a small two people embraced like this, it seems that all those secret agents of the Qing Dynasty around them don’t exist, and they are allowed to be unrestrained for a while. After a long time, the two of them slowly separated, and Fan Xian respectfully saluted, “Finally, I see you.”

Chen Pingping suddenly let out two extremely sharp laughs, which seemed extremely happy.

Aside from Fei Jie, the seven heads of secret agents who didn’t know the inside story all remained politely silent, but deep down inside they were shocked, no one knew what kind of relationship this Lord Tishe had with Lord Dean, who had always been an outcast.

Today was the first day that Fan Xian had officially entered the Supervisory Academy as a Tiji. That was why the members of the eight divisions were all waiting here. After a brief self-introduction, Fan Xian quietly sat in the chair to the left of Chen Pingping, while Fei Jie sat on Chen Pingping’s right.

“He is Fan Xian.” Chen Pingping looked at her subordinates and said softly, “In the future, the Tisi of the Supervisory Academy, your colleagues, please give us your support.”

When President Chen introduced the newly promoted personnel, he had never been as solemn as he was today, and he had never said so many words. Knowing the weight of these words, all seven chiefs stood up and formally saluted Fan Xian without saying much.

From the time Fei Jie began to teach Fan Xian when he was five years old, Fan Xian knew that he would definitely have some stories to tell about himself and that secret service organization that the world feared and the people shunned, and especially after learning of his mother’s relationship with this courtyard, he knew that he would one day have some very wonderful relationships with this courtyard as well.

When he was young, he already knew a lot about the organization and workflow of the Supervisory Yuan from Fei Jie’s mouth. After entering the capital, he has been working with the Supervisory Yuan, and he has even organized the Qiyan group independently outside the courtyard. Today and formally listened to this explanation, for the Supervisory Yuan’s understanding of the natural deeper layer.

The Supervisory Yuan is directly under His Majesty’s special services, the power outside the six ministries, not subject to the Qing law, only according to the Holy Decree. Below a total of eight divisions, one specializes in monitoring the capital in the hundred officials, in the key departments placed many spies, is the most important departments of the Supervisory Yuan, the former head of the secret to the Princess, just died a few months of Zhu Ge. The second division is responsible for analyzing the information from all the departments and advising His Majesty and the military to make plans.

The Third Division is the department Fan Xian feels most close to, because his teacher Fei Jie had been the head of the Third Division before he retired, and the Third Division is responsible for developing drugs and all kinds of weapons, and the psychedelics and poisons and aphrodisiacs that Fan Xian is carrying nowadays are basically all the results of the Third Division’s development.

Four is the words of the sea department, specializing in all counties in addition to Kyoto outside of the monitoring of officials, as well as related intelligence detection work, the scope of power far beyond the borders of the country, but also includes the part of the city of North Qi Dongyi, if the authority alone to the argument, is in addition to a department with the greatest power.

Supervisory Yuan five is always stationed outside the capital, established by His Majesty the emperor himself, specifically responsible for protecting the safety of Chen Pingping black cavalry, when necessary, can also carry out cavalry raids of thousands of miles, that year, deep into the Northern Wei captured the enemy’s secret spies big head Sean, is the five most glorious battle, it can be said that this department is the Supervisory Yuan in the force of the most powerful genus.

The Sixth Division is the least known and the most terrifying one, even Fan Xian has not dealt with each other for so long since he entered the capital, because the Sixth Division specializes in dealing with assassinations, and, of course, in terms of the Sixth Division, it also has to protect the person appointed by His Majesty.

The seventh office is specifically responsible for criminal interrogation of prisoners, which is more professional than the Ministry of Justice 13 Yamen, Fan Xian in the Supervisory Yuan prison once saw the unassuming head of the cell, is the seven outside the former head.

Eight offices ah eight offices, Fan Xian saw that middle-aged official and wanted to laugh, this is the Supervisory Yuan one of the departments that he dealt with the most, right? The Tanya Bookstore had paid tribute to the eight departments, and although there were connections available, the seven-leafed shopkeeper still paid tribute to the eight departments on a monthly basis in a very small way, and this department, in Fan Xian’s feeling, was somewhat like the lord’s court in his previous life, only with more power and independence than that lord’s court.

After a brief introduction, these seven heads of the Supervisory Yuan didn’t need Fan Xian’s self-introduction, because Fan Xian’s resume was too clear, too understandable, and too honorable for the entire nation of Qing to know, not to mention these seven treacherous-as-a-fox, ruthless-as-a-wolf, and ferocious-as-a-tiger heads of secret agents.

Among these seven heads, Fan Xian only recognized one person, Yan Ruohai, but was more interested in the heads of the Sixth Division and the Third Division, because during the introduction, the head of the Sixth Division, who was responsible for the assassination, added the word Generation before his self-introduction, and Fan Xian was a little bit curious about where the most powerful assassins of the State of Qing were actually located.

As for the reason why he was curious about the head of the three divisions, it was because Fei Jie was boringly interjecting from the side, and this head surnamed Leng was actually Fei Jie’s first disciple, so Fan Xian should have called the other party a big senior brother.

After the end of the meeting, the head of the three Leng and the four Yan Ruohai stayed behind, Fan Xian and Leng senior brother came together to a muttering for a long time, talking about poisons and hidden weapons and so on, can not help but some eyebrow fluttering, Yan Ruohai looked on the sidelines, a little bit creeped out, only to remember that this Tisi Lord is Fei Lao’s closed disciple, but also with the poison together with a little monster growing up, one’s own in the future, or don’t get too close to the good.

See two people say happy, Fei Jie frowned and said: “Sean is what kind of character, he has long been calculated these things, I estimate that after the delegation into the North Qi, he will ask for a month in the fog ferry river there to stop, in the North Qing side of the protection, to confirm that there is no residual toxicity in his body, before going to Kyoto to exchange hostages. I can’t even dispense this kind of poison that stretches for a month and has regular attacks, so what’s the point of you two muttering for even longer?”

Fan Xian and this first-time Senior Brother looked at each other with gloomy sighs of defeat and disillusionment and arched their hands to bid farewell, knowing that Fei Jie was right.

Chen Pingping gently clapped her hands, gathering the attention of the few people still left in the room, and said softly, “This trip to Northern Qi has four tasks.”

Fan Xian sat down and listened very carefully.

“First, ensure that Yan Bingyun returns home safely and takes over one of the positions. Second, kill Sean immediately after the prisoner exchange is over and to ensure that the agreement between the two countries is successful.” Chen Pingping looked like she was talking about a very domestic matter, “Third, execute the Red Sleeve Plan, the details of this plan, there will be a case file for you later. Fourth, on top of accomplishing the first three tasks, integrate the spy network on the Northern Qi side to ensure that there will not be a lag in intelligence work due to Yan Bingyun’s departure.”

Four tasks, one more difficult than the other, Fan Xian’s face was relatively calm, but there was some hidden excitement and uneasiness inside. Chen Pingping turned to Yan Ruohai with an expressionless face and said, “You go and prepare the relevant information, and then before Fan Xian leaves, you make a statement to him.”

Yan Ruohai nodded and got up to leave the room.

At this moment, only Fan Xian, Chen Pingping and Fei Jie were left in the room. After a long period of silence, Chen Pingping’s hands gently smoothed out the wrinkles on the blanket on her lap, a smile appeared on her face, and she looked at Fan Xian and said, “I believe that you should know a lot of things when you saw that name outside the courtyard.”

“Uncle Wuzhu said some of it.” Fan Xian smiled as he looked at the crippled old man in front of him, and a very complicated feeling welled up in his heart, although a large part of his life was arranged by him, but he didn’t know why, but he couldn’t afford to have the kind of resistance that one would normally have, instead, he had a very odd kind of trust, and it seemed as if this most terrifying official of the State of Qing in front of him was worthy of his own trust.

This was intuition, and Fan Xian had always trusted and respected his intuition.

“Old Five?” Chen Pingping closed her eyes and frowned, as if she was caught up in some sort of recollection, and suddenly said, “Has his memory gotten better or not?”

Fan Xian said softly, “Maybe he remembers everything he should remember, and forgets everything he doesn’t want to remember.”

Fei Jie coughed twice and glared at the student, thinking that in the face of the dean of the school, it was really unnecessary and offensive to talk about this kind of esoteric words.