Chapter 134 – Whose House is it?

I don’t know who’s young lady was, trembling under the black dagger that smelled faintly of blood, pathetic, with two curved frowns and a slight frown, holding her heart and wanting to call for help.

This girl looks very strange, very weak, Fan Xian does not recognize, also did not give birth to a little heart of beauty, looking at the pale girl opened her mouth want to call for help, left hand incredibly fast to cover her mouth, followed by a fingertip flick, ready to seal her meridians, so that she is temporarily unable to move ……

However, before his fingertips touched, Fan Xian was surprised to find that the strange young lady he had restrained had actually fainted with a wooing sound in his palm.

Fan Xian was stunned, his fingers gently pressed on the young lady’s neck, confirming that the other party had really fainted and was not pretending, and could not help but retract his hand numbly and set her down on the chair. He looked at his fingertips and frowned, thinking to himself that he hadn’t even had time to rub the ecstasy in, so how did this young lady pass out?

The frown between his brows hadn’t cleared up yet, as Fan Xian had been listening attentively to the sound of shouting outside the mansion, and he listened quietly, ready to take the next step when those pursuing him entered the mansion.

However, to his surprise, the cacophony of voices outside the mansion did not last long, and after only a few words of negotiation, the officials and soldiers pursuing him left.

Fan Xian was slightly startled and walked over to the window, peering towards the front door of this mansion. Frowning, he thought to himself, “Who exactly is living in this mansion that can make the forces on the side of the Princess so trustworthy? At such an extraordinary moment nowadays, able to avoid the search of the Kyoto Prefecture?

Although this mansion covers an area of not small, but look at the system, is not what side of the princes and dukes of the family, probably should be a minister of the dynasty’s apartment. He frowned and thought for a long time, but could not remember which minister from the Princess’s side lived in this neighborhood.

Although he did not guess the owner of this mansion, now that his pursuers were gone, Fan Xian relaxed a little, which gave him some free time to observe the room he was in.

Without looking, Fan Xian couldn’t help but be taken aback again, just as he had been when he recognized his boudoir as a study and met that strange young lady.

Because …… this boudoir is not only filled with a few bookshelves full of books, not like a youthful young lady’s boudoir look, even a little female red and other things are not, and the pillars on both sides of the desk are actually pasted with two Fan Xian exceptionally familiar couplets.

“Tender cold locks up dreams because spring is cold, and fragrant cages people with the aroma of wine.”

Fan Xian’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn’t help but glance at the unconscious young lady in the chair, secretly saying in his heart that it wasn’t right. This couplet was made by Qin Guan, the Song Dynasty scholar in that world – and the reason why it appeared in this world in the lady’s boudoir was naturally due to Fan Xian’s hand-copying of Dream of Red Mansions.

This pair of couplets once appeared in the book Qin Keqing’s room, the reason why Fan Xian would secretly call it wrong, is because Qin Keqing is what kind of charming and flirtatious, spring dream cloud scattered characters, the room hanging this pair of couplets should be considered the characters, this pair of couplets and the chair on the young lady’s appearance, and the boudoir of the aroma of the books, is not quite match.

And the bookshelf those densely packed books, is Fan Xian shocked the second reason, those bookshelves are not placed on the biographies of women, not placed in the women’s school homework, not placed in the world’s most widely circulated poems and biographies of those displayed are ……

The Half Leisurely Zhai Poetry Collection, various versions of the Half Leisurely Zhai Poetry Collection, especially the version of Zhuang Mo Han’s personal notes, but also three sets of rows.

There are also three whole rows of Zhuang version of the collection of classics, histories, and sons, which were personally proofread by Fan Xian a year ago, and put out by the whole force of the Imperial College, all of which are the results of the collation of some of the books in that wagon.

And the most numerous …… on the bookshelf was the Dream of the Red Chamber, or the Book of Stones, various versions of the Book of Stones, either long or short, beautifully or crudely packaged, most of which were the several editions that had been produced by Tanyu Bookstore over the past three years, and some of which were the work of small, unknown bookshops.

Fan Xian stood in front of the bookshelf in a daze, looking at these books that emitted a faint ink scent, and for some reason fell into silence. He didn’t know what family member this unconscious young lady was, and he also didn’t know why this young lady was so attached to the pen and ink she had left in the world.

Vaguely, Fan Xian flicked his nose and seemed to forget all about his situation of being in a dangerous part of Kyoto, where he was in the midst of planning a bloody conspiracy, and just calmly looked at the books. For a moment, he suddenly felt content.

People are always going to die, he has lived twice, has two very different lives, has wonderfully exceeded the Creator’s gift, and he has left these words, these spiritual things in this world of Qing, even if he dies today, how many regrets can he have?

The words were not his, nor were the spiritual riches his Fan Xian’s, yet all of this he had brought from that world and gifted to this world.

Fan Xian was suddenly proud of himself, proud to be a bridge, proud to have left some traces. This was perhaps extremely similar to the feelings Ye Qingmei had when she changed this world.

Outside the window, it had long since become night, with only the silver light from the sky filtering in. People in this era used to have their evening meal extremely early, and this young lady was probably used to being alone, so during this period of time, there was not a single maid or servant who came into the house to greet her, instead, Fan Xian had a rare moment of solitude to reflect on his thoughts.

At this time, he had already gotten rid of that sudden emotion from earlier, and walked to the front of the desk, looking at the snow-white rice paper on the desk with fresh ink, looking at some fragmented words copied on the paper, the corner of his lips couldn’t help but emerge a trace of a smile that was quite elusive.

He has abundant true qi in his body, and his six senses are too much, so naturally he doesn’t need to light a candle flame, and he doesn’t worry about outsiders discovering it.

“They all say that the author is obsessed, but who understands the flavor?” Fan Xian looked at the handwriting on the paper and muttered to himself, secretly thinking that this young lady was really an obsessive person, and looking at the handwriting on the paper, which was so beautiful and godly, perhaps this young lady should have some internal wisdom.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glimpsed a flash of red in the lower part of the desk, and curiously reached out and took it out. It was a not-so-thick book with a red leather cover without words, about eight inches square. Fan Xian’s fingers gently lifted the book cover, only to see the four big words “Wind and Moon Treasures” written on the inner title page, and couldn’t help but feel a lot of emotions again.

It is this book.

I recalled that when I first entered Kyoto, I bought this Dream of the Red Chamber in the hands of the woman who sold her children before the Yishiju Restaurant, which was one of the first pirated editions in the world.

Fan Xian looked at the book in his hand and was stunned, not realizing that his old friend would be reunited here. In an instant, his life in Kyoto and Jiangnan over the past few years floated through his mind like a fleeting image, leaving him at a loss for words. Gradually realized, the original even if he regenerated once, after all, still can not defeat the fame and fortune of Kyoto’s killing field, has long forgotten the original bright mood, has long lost that kind of frivolous but relaxed and happy life.

“I don’t know what kind of person this young lady is.” He savored this in his heart, holding the book in his hand, subconsciously looking toward the girl’s face on the chair.

At this time, he realized that the girl was extremely beautiful, especially the skin on her face was exceptionally clean, and there was a sense of indifference between her eyebrows, which looked like snow on the Cangshan Mountains, and could reflect light. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn’t help but think of his sister Ruo Ruo, who was always as cold as ice in front of outsiders, and his wife Wan Er, who was trapped in the palace at this time.

This young lady’s cool demeanor in her coma seemed to have taken over the spirit of Ruo Ruo and Wan Er.

Fan Xian looked at the girl’s face with a smile on his face, and suddenly realized that the girl’s eyes moved slightly under the curtains twice, knowing that the other party was finally waking up.

Sun Knit woke up leisurely, but felt that her eyes were as heavy as lead stones. She only remembered that after her meal, she went back to her room to take a nap, preparing to copy the psalms again by heart and burn them in the garden tomorrow to pay homage to His Majesty. Unexpectedly, the noise outside the mansion, seems to be the people of the Kyoto Prefecture are arresting the key criminals, and then that man rushed in …….

The black dagger is so cold, the hands actually have such a heavy smell of blood, there is also a thick smell of men’s body odor.

Sun knitted knit where this life has received such rude treatment, was that pair of hands over the mouth and nose on the sweaty flavor of a rush, can not help but shame and anger, a breath of gasping up, actually fainted!

I do not know how long, she finally woke up. Slowly opened her eyes, some confused to see a face, a handsome, kissable, with a hateful smile looking at their young man’s face. There was no light in the room, only the faint moonlight from the window, but it set off the face even more pure and gentle.

Sun knitted knit heart a burst of tightening, two eyes full of panic, subconsciously to the chair back to shrink. Just as she was about to open her mouth to cry out, the terror in her eyes turned into a flash of bewilderment and helplessness.

Her heart thumped, secretly wondering who this young man really was. He looked like he didn’t know him, but why did he look so familiar?

It was as if she had seen him somewhere a long time ago?

Watching the girl on the chair slowly open her eyes, her eyes flashing with such complex emotions, but she did not cry out, Fan Xian was a bit surprised and looked at her with a smile, withdrawing the finger that was ready to point out. He hadn’t prepared any ecstasy, as he needed a sober hostage.

“Who are you?”

“Who are you?”

Both men spoke at the same time. Fan Xian slightly tilted his head sideways and said after raising an eyebrow, “Shouldn’t I be an outlaw?”

Sun Knit looked at this good-looking young man and was slightly stunned, always feeling that the other party’s brows were gentle, how could she not look like an outlaw, but she also knew clearly that her reaction was really a bit strange, and she could not help but feel a surge of shame and panic. Protecting her hands in front of her body, she said in a trembling voice, “I don’t care who you are, but please don’t mess around, it won’t do you any good.”

“You’re very calm, miss, I appreciate that.” Fan Xian looked at her with an extremely gentle look, and said slowly, “The average young lady of a household, I’m afraid that once she wakes up, she will cry out, and then it will bring about tragic consequences that none of us would like to see, but the fact that young lady’s self-control is so strong is really admirable to me.”

Sun knitted face slightly hot, thinking that he was preparing to shout earlier, but saw this …… vaguely seen in a previous life face, somehow but did not shout out.

“Girl don’t need to be alarmed, I just need a place to hide under for the time being. I promise that I will definitely not harm you.”

Fan Xian spoke softly, gently resting the red-covered stone book in his hands on the table. He could have mesmerized this young lady, but deep down inside, he had a premonition, as if talking more with this young lady might bring great benefits for himself.

“Hiding?” Sun Knit Hanging her head in fear, she glanced at this intruder’s clothing with her afterglow, thinking in her heart about who this person really was. Who is he hiding from? Suddenly, she thought of the great event that had occurred in Kyoto in the past two days, thought of the legendary face of that person, and then glanced at the stone mark that had been gently placed on the table by that person.

Sun Knit’s face went white with a brush. It wasn’t that she was smart or lucky, it was that her heart had been occupied by that name for the past few years, and she cared about that person’s every move all the time. Especially since that person had recently been knocked under the abyss of ten thousand fathoms, becoming a traitor that everyone had to kill, it had caused her immense pain – that was why she was able to associate that person within the first moment and make the guess that was closest to the truth.

“Is it him?”

Sun Knit’s lips trembled slightly as she bravely raised her head and looked earnestly at Fan Xian’s face, but could never say anything.

Fan Xian glanced at her with some curiosity, and asked gently, “Miss, may I ask what house you are from?”

Sun Knit’s heart had already decided that this person was the other person, so she couldn’t speak under the agitation of her heart and mind. She just looked at Fan Xian in a daze and asked in a trembling voice, “Are you Little Lord Fan?”

Then it was Fan Xian’s turn to be dumbfounded. Although his disguise wasn’t too exaggerated, he was confident that those who weren’t too familiar with him wouldn’t be able to recognize him. But why did this young lady recognize him at a glance and call out his name? Fan Xian’s heart tightened, and his gaze went cold.

When Sun Knit saw that he didn’t deny it, she was even more flustered. Only then did she think of the question the other party had asked earlier, and biting her lower lip, she shyly said, “My father, Sun Jingxiu.”

“Sun Jingxiu!”

Fan Xian sucked in a mouthful of cool air and couldn’t help but rub his nose, opening his mouth wide, unable to speak for half a day, sighing in his heart that he didn’t know if his luck was as good as it could be or as bad as it could be.

Sun Jingxiu! Today’s Kyoto Prefect! The magistrate and daily security of Kyoto, the chief official who caught himself by order of the Empress Dowager …… did not expect that he would hide in Sun’s residence, and that he would catch Sun Jingxiu’s daughter!

Fan Xian sighed, looked at Miss Sun and said, “So it’s Miss Sun, I hope I didn’t startle you.”

His brow wrinkled, Sun Jingxiu is now a positive second grade Kyoto Prefect, although there has always been no party affiliation, but there is nothing to do with himself, especially since the Empress Dowager trusts this person so much, if he stays in this mansion again, there is no difference between being in a tiger’s den, for safety’s sake, he should leave earlier.

Glancing at Miss Sun, Fan Xian secretly stretched out his fingers, picking a touch of Golofang that had once charmed Si Li Li, Sean, and Yan Bing Yun, preparing to charm this Miss Sun before leaving quietly.

“You are Lord Little Fan?” Sun Knitted Bit her lower lip and doggedly continued to ask.

Fan Xian stood in front of her with an uncertain smile on his face and asked curiously, “Why did the young lady recognize me at a glance?”

Hearing his admission in disguise, Sun Knit covered her mouth in disbelief, and for some reason, two tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Fan Xian shook his head somewhat inexplicably.

However, Sun Knit could see that he was ready to leave, and actually sat up from the chair in a flash, pounced over, and hugged him tightly in her arms!

Feeling the soft fragrance in his arms, Fan Xian was now really dumbfounded, could this Miss Sun be a patriotic young woman who was prepared to fight for her life to catch herself, the imperial criminal who had stabbed the king?

No, the girl in his arms was crying, it didn’t seem like she was trying to catch herself, so what exactly did she want to do?

Fan Xian’s true qi moved to his hands, and he didn’t try to wrench the other party’s shoulders, but just felt the twitching of the other party’s shoulders, and couldn’t help but be puzzled. This seemed to have fallen into some sort of male-female problem, but Fan Xian had an amazing memory, and asked himself that he had never owed a woman surnamed Sun in his life, and in fact, he had never seen this person at all!

“Baoyu ……,” Sun knitted her brows in Fan Xian’s arms and sobbed, suddenly uttering two words like a dream.

Fan Xian heart startled, pushed her away from the arms, said softly: “Girl, and wake up.”

When she woke up, Sun Knit woke up, let out a cry of surprise, and retreated at once. Thinking that she had been so unethical as to jump into the arms of a strange man earlier, she could not help but feel happy, shocked, ashamed, and angry, and sat down on the chair with a whimper and cried.

As Fan Xian watched this scene, he couldn’t help but frown, and seemed to vaguely catch something in his mind. Kyoto Prefect? Miss Sun? This room full of red chamber dreams, half leisure Zhai poetry collection, earlier the lady unintentionally shouted out that Baoyu ……

In a flash of lightning, Fan Xian finally remembered something that was somewhat long ago, a story that had once been rumored in Kyoto.

“You’re the one who …… nay burned my Baoyu!”

Fan Xian looked at Miss Sun, surprised.

Sun Knit was recognized by Fan Xian and was taken aback, lowering her head and glancing at him shyly.

This was still a story that Fan Sichert had told Fan Xian three and a half years ago, when the two brothers were preparing to first organize the Tanyu Bookstore to sell Fan Xian’s hand-copied Dream of the Red Mansions, and when Fan Xian was worried about the sales of the Stone Book, Fan Sichert reassured him that the Stone Book had long since become popular in Kyoto, and in particular, it had wreaked havoc on quite a few young ladies from the big families.

Among these ladies, the most famous one was the lady of the Chancellor’s family in Kyoto. The young lady because of reading the dream of the red chamber, become sleepless, demented, the result is the government minister’s wife a fire will be the manuscript burned. That young lady cried out in pain, nay burn my treasure jade! …… Then he became very sick and stayed on the couch for a long time.

This thing in Kyoto do not know how long to spread the praise, that year is also Fan Xian supreme reputation in a bright color.

Fan Xian looked at the shy and bowed head of the Sun family’s young lady on the chair, and couldn’t help but sigh and shake his head, thinking that it was no wonder that this young lady would be so agitated when she realized her identity. This boudoir will be arranged in this way, the original other party is their own Tian Zi No. 1 fan …… not right, should say is hit by the Red Chamber Syndrome of the daughter’s family, by the brother of Baoyu to get magical obstacles to the poor people.

He looked at Miss Sun family gently said, “Isn’t the book manuscript burned?”

Sun knitted her head up shyly, glanced at the red leather stone book on the desk, and said in a mosquito-like voice: “Then I bought a copy of the book, and I got better.”

“The Kyoto Prefect …… Mr. Sun is now the Kyoto Prefect, and it’s hard for me to make the connection.”

Fan Xian smiled and said, secretly thinking in his heart that although the chancellor was only two levels away from the prefect, the power was a world of difference, especially in such a vital place as the Kyoto Prefecture, the general chancellor was extremely difficult to climb up to the position of prefect, not to mention that it had only been over three years in the past.

Sun knitted her brows glanced at him and said softly, “This is also thanks to little Lord Fan.”

“Thank me?”

“Yes.”

After some conversations, Fan Xian realized that since he entered the capital, countless things had happened. Mei Zhili, the prefect of Kyoto that year, was forced to leave the capital because of the lawsuit between Fan Xian and the son of the Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi, and now he heard that he was holding an idle post in Yanjing, and the successor of the prefect of Kyoto, because of Fan Xian’s power struggle with the second prince, was involved in the matter of murdering people and being separated from his post to investigate and deal with the matter.

In less than three years, there were several changes in the Kyoto prefects, and because of this, Sun Jingxiu was able to climb from the government minister to the position of the Kyoto prefects, so it was not wrong for Ms. Sun to say that all of this was due to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian quietly looked at Miss Sun, his mind turned extremely fast, the location of the Kyoto Prefecture was extremely special, he suddenly met this young lady by chance, was the heavens helping him with something?

“Miss Sun, do you trust me?” Fan Xian looked at Sun Knit with an eye color so sincere that it was wooden, pure and incomparable.

“Your honor would be better off calling me Knitted Knit.” Sun Knit said with her head bowed.

“Knitted brows?” Fan Xian’s heart stirred, knowing that the matter was two more points of certainty, and said gently, “Nowadays I am a court pass ……”

“I don’t believe it!” Sun knitted her head up in fear, snatching the first to say.

“I am bad ……”

“You are not.”

Sun knitted her lips and looked at Fan Xian’s face that was close to her. She didn’t realize that this was already the effect of Fan Xian’s easy appearance, and only felt that the dream she had been dreaming for three years seemed to have become a reality in this very moment, the man in her dream, just like this, came before her, and she could see him, hear his voice, and even …… smelled the sweaty scent of his palm earlier!

A burst of panic, a piece of heart blossomed, in the heart of Sun Knitting, how could Lord Little Fan be a bad person who plotted to assassinate His Majesty? She hadn’t even thought of it that way.

With words like this, what was there to worry about. Fan Xian looked at her gently, and said softly and shamelessly word by word, “Knitted …… brows girl, there is something that needs your help.”

Sun knitted her lower lip and nodded vigorously, then whispered, “Hurry up and light the lamp.”

I don’t know if she thought the moonlight outside the window was too dark to see the face of the idol in her dream, or if she was reminding Fan Xian not to arouse the suspicion of the subordinates in the Sun Mansion.

“The whole world is looking for you, but no one could have imagined that you would be hiding in the residence of Kyoto Prefect Lord Sun …… Lord, you and I have known each other for two years, and it is only at this point that I am truly impressed.” Under the candlelight, a young man sat across from Fan Xian and shook his head.

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile and said, “Lord Xiaoyan, have you finally learned to admire people?”

The man was none other than the first person Fan Xian had contacted after entering the capital, Yan Bingyun. It was just that Fan Xian hadn’t had a proper place to stay since his return to the capital, so this was the first time the two of them had met. As for how Yan Bingyun managed to get away from the inner court’s surveillance and sneak into the Sun Mansion, which would never attract any attention, it was not a problem that Fan Xian needed to worry about. As the only candidate to become the next governor of the Supervisory Yuan, it was not as if he didn’t even have the ability to do so.

Yan Bingyun looked at him and said, “Not only am I impressed, I’m only afraid that the eldest princess is impressed as well… Lord Sun, the prefect of Kyoto, was ordered to arrest you, yet you hid in his daughter’s boudoir ……”

Fan Xian spread his hands flat and shrugged, “My luck has always been a bit better than others.”

After a slight pause, he said in an aggravated tone, “Perhaps it’s not luck. After all, this is what my past has brought me.”

Yan Bingyun moved towards the front of the chair, crossed her hands in front of her legs, rubbed them together, glanced at the large bed at the back of the boudoir, frowned, and said, “When a great matter is at hand, there are no small formalities. Just how are you …… going to utilize …… this girl, my lord?”

He spoke in an extremely low voice, not worried about being heard by Miss Sun.

Fan Xian calmly said, “I need a pivot that I can contact from. Without the Sun Family, it would be impossible for me to speak to you this calmly, and the orders that I want to convey down would be difficult to convey smoothly …… The Sun Family is where this Kyoto matter was launched.”

Yan Bingyun looked at him, and after a long time shook his head and sighed, “Only you can do this kind of thing. It’s also right that no one would suspect that you would be hiding in the Kyoto Mansion.”

“Miss Sun is willing to help me.” Fan Xian said calmly, “The city gates are equal to opening half of them to me.”

“I don’t think a young lady can have that much influence over her father.”

“That is something I need to consider. What you need is to dispatch from the center.” Fan Xian stared into Yan Bingyun’s eyes, “The manpower that enters the capital, you’ll be responsible for arranging for a balanced distribution outside of the various mansions, and once you make your move, you’ll want to strike with a thunderous blow and not give them any chance to fight back.”

After a pause, Yan Bingyun said, “But there’s a problem at hand, a month ago, all of my permissions in the House had been taken away by Dean Chen.”

Fan Xian’s pupils shrunk slightly as he said in a low voice, “What’s going on here? Chen Pingping, what is he mad about?”

Yan Bingyun fell silent and said, “We’ll talk about this later. I’m only concerned about one thing.”

He stared into Fan Xian’s eyes and said word for word, “Is His Majesty …… actually dead?”

After a moment of deathly silence, Fan Xian slowly opened his mouth and said, “In the entire Great Eastern Mountain, only one person escaped me. Although I didn’t see it in person, I guess it was fierce, or else the Rapunzel’s side wouldn’t have been so confident.”

“What exactly is going on on Daedong Mountain?”

Fan Xian didn’t have much time to recount the details, and simply said, “Bitter Lotus, Four Gu Swords, and Ye Liuyun, should all have arrived.”

Upon hearing this news, Yan Bingyun’s face turned ironic, knowing that His Majesty would never be able to return to Kyoto again, he gradually clenched his fists and then asked, “Where are your five hundred Black Riders?”

“Lurking outside of the capital, I have a way to contact them, but it’s difficult to transport them into the capital silently.”

“Now that you have the cover of the Kyoto government, you should have a way to transport these people in.” In a single sentence, Yan Bingyun illuminated Fan Xian’s arrangement.

“Not bad, five hundred Black Riders really aren’t a match for the over ten thousand Kyoto guard divisions outside of the capital, but if they’re released into the capital for a big kill, and with the help of the Grand Prince’s forbidden army, I think they should serve a terrifying purpose.”

“The courtyard still has one thousand fourteen men in Kyoto.” Fan Xian said, “This is the power you and I have at our disposal, and we must rush to unleash it in Kyoto before the Eldest Princess takes control of the Thirteen City Gates Division.”

“There is one thing I must remind you of.” After a long moment of silence, Yan Bingyun suddenly said in an astringent voice, “If I anticipate correctly …… about the assassination of the driver, President Chen should have been informed beforehand, and even cooperated with the Elder Princess’ actions in secret.”

The pupils of Fan Xian’s eyes shrunk slightly, and he was unable to speak for a long time. The odd circumstances of the Supervisory Academy had all fallen into his eyes, but he still couldn’t believe that Chen Pingping would play that kind of role in this matter.

“It shouldn’t be.” He lowered his head and said, “The Qin Family’s army has already surrounded the Chen Garden at this time.”

“This is the truth.” A cold light flashed in Yan Bingyun’s eyes as she stared at him, “I don’t care what relationship you have with the abbot, but since you’re going to carry out His Majesty’s posthumous edict for him, you have to pay attention to this matter, and I don’t wish for you to be shaded to death before you even get your hands on him.”

Fan Xian said, “Don’t worry, I always have faith in humanity, the abbot won’t harm me.”

He took out the Tishi waistplate in his pocket and solemnly handed it over to Yan Bingyun, “I don’t know how many more people in the courtyard this waistplate can make move, but your authority is taken, so if you want to organize this matter, you might as well use this waistplate to give it a try.”

Yan Bingyun received the waist plate without a word, and subconsciously glanced at the figure of the young lady in the inner room again, shaking her head, she said, “It must be useful, and I’m now beginning to believe in such things as luck.”

Fan Xian laughed and said, “I once heard a saying before that men conquer the world, and women conquer the world by conquering men.”

Yan Bingyun stood up, ready to leave, and glanced back at him, shaking her head disapprovingly, “I’ve long since realized that in your life, you seem to be conquering the world by conquering women.”