Chapter 105: The Bitch of the King (Next)

Yes, Fan Xian is not running away, nearly running away, in short, walking in the road far away from Jiangnan, far away from Kyoto, far away from the center of the political storm in Qing Dynasty. Because he is clear, no matter how the situation in Kyoto develops, the emperor’s old man’s mind is set, no one can stop the abolition of the Crown Prince from happening.

Since this is the case, he then do any action seems to be a little redundant, and he is very worried about the emperor sacrifices to heaven, will not pull himself back to Kyoto, standing in front of as a human shield – the crown prince was abolished, there will certainly be a lot of turbulence in the imperial court, Fan Xian calculations, the emperor will certainly let himself to go to the turbulence with those hedging, to stabilize the balance of the court. balance of the court.

During these days, his mood had been a bit low, and as mentioned before, questions about life were always floating around in his mind, and he didn’t have the spunk to pay attention to these things-he knew in his heart that at times like these, the further he fled, the smarter he would be.

And every time he thought that the Emperor of Qing was going to make such a decision in that beautiful and lonely Qing temple, Fan Xian’s heart felt a little strange and uncomfortable – that temple was the place where he and Lin Wan’er first met, the place where he and his wife had set their love, but now it had become a place of power struggle, which was a little annoying.

So he chose to stay away.

When Yan Xiaoyi led tens of thousands of elite troops straight to the northern camp for a night attack, Fan Xian also boarded a large ship on a slightly stuffy night, heading straight from Hangzhou to the sea, preparing for a harmonious journey around the undulating coastline of the eastern part of Qing.

This trip had snatched the emperor’s decree before it arrived, and had been conducted very stealthily without informing Xue Qing–Fan Xian did not want to get involved in this matter again, so he ran very determinedly, and if the Emperor of the Kingdom of Qing found out that the decree he had summoned him to deliver could not be delivered, he might be angry, but he could not be blamed for it.

He was a minister of the south road of the river, which itself required him to sit in the government office, and the only duties that required him to sit in the government office were all in the inner treasury, and he traveled in disguise this time, using the name of inspecting the inner treasury of the east road of the river, except that his destination was Tanyuzhou.

There are two purposes for going back to Tanyu. On the one hand, it was to see his grandmother, the housekeeper of the Tanyu mansion wrote to say that his grandmother was not feeling well lately, which made him very worried. The second was to seek grandma’s opinion on the complex situation in the future of the Qing Kingdom and the world. He had grown up beside his grandmother in Tanyu since he was a child, and had been taught by her, and whenever times became a little chaotic and out of control, he always subconsciously wanted to ask his grandmother for guidance.

Perhaps his grandmother wasn’t able to help him with anything, but at least she could stabilize his mind.

The large ship exited the mouth of the sea and fought its way forward against the rising sun in the east. Fan Xian only had time to enjoy the magnificent scenery between heaven and earth before returning to the cabin again, sitting next to the large box of silver and inclining his head to start counting.

What he counted was the report of the great victory of Cangzhou, which was clipped in the courtyard newspaper. Fan Xian counted and counted, and didn’t feel that there was any problem with this great victory, only that the timing of this war or localized battle was a bit odd – his brows furrowed – these days he had already begun to make arrangements, once the situation in Qing Guo was settled, he should How to deal with it, whether the Supervisory Yuan should be let out, and how the Emperor would arrange himself. However, carefully pondered, always feel that he seems to think too early.

Cunning rabbit death, even if the dog is not into the pot, there is not too much meat to eat, but now the problem is that the cunning rabbit is not only not dead, and has been acting too honest.

To be precise, as long as Princess Li Yunrui was still alive, Fan Xian didn’t think that this matter would come to a successful conclusion.

After a few more days, the matter of the abolition of the Crown Prince in Kyoto should be carried out to the latter part of the process, but Fan Xian was hanging alone on the sea at this time, and did not know the process of the matter. Because he didn’t want to receive the holy decree, he even let the ship temporarily disengage from contact with the intelligence system of the Supervisory Yuan, just like a black, anti-radar airplane, drifting alone in the sea.

The ship arrived at a certain small city on the Jiangbei Road on this day. The civilian ship he was traveling on was converted from the Inspectorate’s military ship, and the general public could not see the problem, so he had thought that this journey back to Tanyu should be unobtrusive.

Unexpectedly, the officials of that small town had respectfully sent a generous gift, and without requesting a meeting, they withdrew on their own.

Fan Xian was a bit confused, thinking how did this small official guess that he was on the ship?

Wang Qinian smiled and said, “Your honor is too powerful.”

This was a poor ass-kissing, so Fan Xian expressed his dissatisfaction and turned his gaze to another benevolent brother surnamed Wang.

Wang XIII Lang glanced at him, shrugged, and said, “Who knows? I see that you seem quite happy to receive gifts.”

Fan Xian was a bit displeased that he had told him about the vanity-loving side of him. Wang Thirteen Lang laughed cheerfully and walked to the side of the boat, holding a green streamer in his hand, which had the appearance of a miniature sail and looked very comical.

The most important thing in the official world is to share the wind, the officials in that small town knew that the Lord of the Supervisory Court’s Tishee was on the ship, and so the adults of the states and counties along the entire coast all knew about the news.

From that day onwards, the ship went north along the coastline, stopping somewhere along the way, there will be local officials to send gifts, but it seems to guess that Fan Xian does not want to meet people, so they did not ask to meet.

After more than ten days of walking and stopping, there were fourteen sets of people who came on the boat to send gifts and ask for peace.

Fan Xian sat in the bow of the boat, looking at the boat side of the rubbing past the “big green jade” – it is that by the heavenly sword cut into two halves of the big east mountain, out of mind. How his movements were all detected?

But it didn’t matter, anyway, as he was getting farther and farther away from the capital, and farther and farther away from the emperor, Fan Xian’s mood was getting more and more relaxed, and instead, he was a little bit slightly mesmerized by the scenery along the way, as well as the scenery of the officials along the way who waited on him like grandchildren.

In another world at another time, there was once a Linghu drunkard who rode a boat on the Yellow River, receiving countless gifts in a confused manner, and suffering countless verbal favors and physical pains, but I’m sure that big brother’s vanity must have been greatly satisfied, especially in front of that dry and shameless senior brother and sister.

Today’s Fan Xian by boat pan in the East China Sea, is also confused to receive countless gifts, although no one dares to disturb, but the vanity also got a certain satisfaction, especially in the Kyoto storm is in full swing, but they can ride the beam floating in the sea, the Avenue of this wind is fast, this feeling, really very pleasant.

Even if this pleasure is only temporary.

After the ship passed the isolated seashore, like a half jade sword piercing the dome of the sky, and then turned two more corners, when the temple on the top of the mountain could not be seen, it was close to the harbor of Tanyuzhou.

This was the second time that Fan Xian had traveled this sea route, and he did not feel the same sense of impact that he had felt the first time he had traveled to the strange and magnificent Dadong Mountain, but he still felt his heart fluttering slightly.

The ship anchored in Tanyu Port, and no officials came to greet it. Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief and brought a few tiger guards, including Gao Da, and the swordmen of the Six Divisions, and arrived at the entrance of the old Tanyu mansion amidst the blazing gazes of the people of Tanyuzhou and the endless sounds of invocations.

Fan Xian smiled as he thought, Didn’t he just come back a year ago? Why are these people still so enthusiastic and excited? He reached out and knocked on the familiar wooden door of the old mansion.

However, when his fingertips had just landed on the door, his brows furrowed, clearly feeling countless pairs of vigilant gazes betting on his own body all around the mansion, only that the owners of these gazes clearly knew how to hide their bodies, so much so that he did not realize where the other party actually was in a short period of time.

The countless auras, either bright or dark, were filled with a suffocating sense of oppression. Fan Xian slightly lowered his head, his knees slightly bent, his left hand gouging the trigger of his sleeve crossbow, his right hand naturally drooping, ready to grip the slender black dagger in his boot.

Wang Qinian, who was following him, had his face unchanged, and was holding the Great Wei Heavenly Son Sword flatly, its body half-exposed, with a cold light appearing, and the hilt of the sword was at the place where it was most convenient for Fan Xian to reach out and draw it out.

Wang Thirteen Lang’s sight was downcast, holding the square green streamer tightly.

The several Tiger Guards led by Gao Da also sensed the abnormality, their brows slightly furrowed, their hands already gripping the hilt of their longswords.

Only the swordsmen of the six divisions of the Procuratorate reacted a little slower, but they had been following behind and in front of Mr. Tiji in a scattered manner, and when they suddenly encountered hostile situations, they naturally leaned their bodies towards the stores along the street, taking advantage of the building’s gloom, ready to dive into the darkness and engage in the most direct clash with the enemies who were lurking there.

Fan Xian was a person who was very afraid of death, so although the manpower he had brought with him was not much, they were all the most powerful characters under the heavens; in the past, he had Shadow and Hai Tang as his vanguard generals, and now he had Wang XIII Lang as his fierce warrior, and with himself, the Tiger Guards, and the Swordsman, with such a powerful defense force, even if a Grand Master came, Fan Xian was confident that he could still support him for a few rounds.

In other words, he would have been always prepared for the assassination of a certain Great Master.

However, today, outside of the old mansion in Tanyu, with such a powerful force surrounding him, Fan Xian felt the oppressive feeling that the hidden people around him were bringing to him, and on the off chance that this feeling of oppression was not emanating from a single person, it proved that the person who had come was not a Great Master. In this world, who else could gather so many masters?

Fan Xian frowned and suddenly smiled bitterly.

The wooden door of the old mansion of the Fan family in Tantou Zhou was slowly pulled open, and with a creak, the atmosphere of tense confrontation between the scene immediately disappeared.

A very familiar face appeared within the door, but this face definitely shouldn’t have appeared in Tanyuu!

“Lord Ren.” Fan Xian looked at Ren Shao’an, the head minister of the Taishang Temple inside the mansion, and said with a bitter smile, “Why are you the one waiting for me in my home?”

Ren Shao’an smiled, but did not greet him, gesturing a please gesture. Fan Xian gave a slight lurch and looked back at Wang Thirteen Lang. Wang Xulang smiled and stayed outside the mansion with the swordsmen from the six divisions of the Inspectorate.

Fan Xian led Wang Qinian and Gao Da and the others towards the old mansion, and along the way, he did not find anything unusual, but he could feel that this compound, which was incredibly secluded in previous years, was full of tension today, and that behind those trees and outside the walls, he didn’t know how many masters were hidden.

When he reached the entrance of the backyard, Ren Shaoan stopped, and a eunuch took Fan Xian in with a smile on his face.

The smile on Fan Xian’s face became more and more bitter as he looked at Eunuch Yao, half speechless.

Walking to the small building in the backyard, there were several officials waiting quietly on the first floor, seeing Fan Xian come in, they all got up and saluted, Fan Xian returned the salute one by one, recognizing the Minister of Ceremony and the Minister of the Qin Tian Supervisor.

Eunuch Yao was sent to the first floor, and Fan Xian carried his front lapel and walked heavily toward the second floor, where his grandmother lived.

Lifting the beaded curtain outside the second floor, Fan Xian steadily walked in, looking at his grandmother, who was slightly ill on the floor, a trace of heartache flashed across his face, and a trace of palpitations flashed in his heart as he looked at the middle-aged man beside the couch, who was holding his grandmother’s hand and talking to her.

He walked to the couch, knelt down in a regular manner, and kowtowed to the two of them before saying with a bitter smile, “Your Majesty, how …… did you come?”

At this time Fan Xian’s heart is full of shock and helplessness, this time away from Hangzhou to go to Tanyu State, along the way all the way to see the scenery, this thought that he was like a big brother like a dashing and incomparable, waving his sleeve, the abolition of the Crown Prince’s things behind his head …… did not want to think that, the original master Yue Buqun is waiting for himself here.

“Is it possible that I can not come?” The emperor face with a trace of quite elusive smile looked at Fan Xian, slowly said: “You hall all the way Qinzai, even do errands to Tanya State, I remember just let you right line Jiangnan Road, but did not let you tube Dongshan Road things.”

Fan Xian said with a bitter face, “The main thing is to check the inner treasury line east road, after the Jiangbei road, thinking that it is not far from Tanyu state, then come to see grandma, I heard that grandma is not good health, their own this when the grandchildren’s ……”

Words have not finished, the emperor has been slightly angry intercepted: “filial piety is not something to be used as an excuse …… escape ah, I see where you can still escape!”

Fan Xian jaws stuttered, thinking that you want to abolish the crown prince, they just do not want to get involved, but also not so angry as this right? But at this time, he had an infinite number of doubts and concerns in his mind, and he was not so stupid as to fight with the emperor, and said with a smile, “I am a mole cricket in Your Majesty’s hands, and I can’t escape from you even if I run away again.”

This horse’s ass obviously didn’t make the emperor’s mood change, only the emperor didn’t seem to want to pursue this matter, and said lightly, “Since you are here to do your filial piety, hurry up and come up to take a look, if you can’t be cured, carefully your skin!”

After saying these words, the emperor stood up and whispered in the old lady’s ear, “Mma, you recuperate well, I will come to see you again in the evening.”

Then he walked out of the room on the second floor, leaving behind a bewildered Fan Xian.

Fan Xian rubbed his legs and stood up, sitting on his butt next to his grandmother, putting his fingertips on her pulse, but after a long time, his body went limp and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The old lady smiled and said: ”You monkey, you are not afraid of scaring me like this? My body is fine, what you’re afraid of is something else.”

Fan Xian was speechless with guilt.

He was indeed afraid of something else. The emperor had actually come to Tanyuu without realizing it, so wouldn’t Kyoto be an empty palace? Why would the emperor dare to stay away from Kyoto when he was in the middle of the critical moment of abolishing the crown prince!

What time is this? How could the Emperor be so stupid as to go out on a tour in micro-suits!