Chapter 72 – I Know What You Did Last Summer

Confirming that no enemies had appeared around him, Gundam returned his longsword to its sheath with some bewilderment, a dry, muffled sound emanating from the friction of the blade’s surface against the mouth of the sheath.

The six Division swordsmen in black lotus garments next to him and the spies disguised as passersby not far away reported back at almost the same time that there was nothing out of the ordinary. Fan Xian’s subordinates gazed at him with a strange look, wondering what exactly had happened in the carriage in that moment just now.

Fuji Zijing cleared all the wooden gravel wheels in front of him and carefully prepared to help him.

Fan Xian shook his head and waved his hand, signaling that there was nothing wrong with him. Then he realized that his subconscious irritation had brought so much garbage to this long, quiet street, and so much distress to his subordinates.

Gouda walked up to his side with that long sword on his back and asked in a low voice, “What happened, my lord?”

“Nothing.” Fan Xian gave a bitter smile and lifted his steps forward.

The Procuratorate was extremely efficient, and before too long, another brand-new black carriage drove around the corner and stopped in front of the crowd. Fuji Zijing rubbed his legs, which were softened by fear, and was ready to take the reins. Fan Xian rebuked, “Scared like this, go back and rest.”

Tou Zijing smiled and answered, handing the reins over to Mu Feng’er.

There was no need to order, and naturally, someone began to clean up the streets so as not to disturb the people of Kyoto. The carriage started up again, and Fan Xian sat in the carriage thoughtfully, never saying a word. Mu Feng’er drove the carriage through the quiet streets, the more she walked, the more anxious she became in her heart, and couldn’t help but turn around and say through the cotton curtains, “My lord, the palace is pressing hard.”

There was an order for Fan Xian to enter the palace to deliberate, but Fan Xian was riding the carriage and strolling the streets. Mu Feng’er was the one who had gone to Prince He’s residence to deliver the decree, and he knew that even if Lord Fan was arrogant, His Majesty in the palace would not be able to reprimand him, but what about himself? So he plucked up his courage and started to push.

Fan Xian’s heart at this time where he cared about what Xihu, what the palace, full of lawsuits, cursing, “I’m thinking about things, don’t come to bother me!”

The people around the carriage looked at each other, in their hearts they all felt very strange, they didn’t understand why Lord Titus was in such a bad mood today.

In the eyes of the world’s officials, the Supervisory Yuan’s Tishee Fan Xian is a guy with a gentle appearance and vicious and venomous methods, but in the eyes of the Supervisory Yuan’s internal staff, little Lord Fan is a superior who is extremely lenient, extremely generous and extremely generous in his speech and temperament.

Not to speak of cursing, in normal business, Fan Xian would not even say a heavy word to his beloved ones. So everyone was wondering what had caused young Lord Fan to lose his temper, but no one dared to ask.

The carriage did not go straight into the palace, but arrived at the Supervisory Academy at Fan Xian’s insistence.

He thumped off the carriage in three steps, and without even glancing at the square, black and gray building, he walked inside. On the road, there were occasional officials of the Supervisory Yuan who went out to do their business, and when they saw the fierce look on the face of Mr. Tisch, they all bluffed and hurriedly avoided to the side to salute.

When Fan Xian was about to enter the Supervisory Yuan, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He stopped so quickly that Gouda and Mu Feng’er, who were following him, both failed to react and almost collided with each other.

Fan Xian didn t look at them …… just twisted his neck and turned his head to the back, desperately trying to reach …… what seemed to be different behind himself.

A person trying to twist his head to look at his hips was a really difficult maneuver, and even with the agility of a ninth grade expert like Fan Xian, he felt it was very difficult.

His neck was a little sore, and his body naturally reacted by starting to circle in place, as if his buttocks, covered by his black official uniform, were ashamed to touch his gaze and desperately fled.

Twisting his head to look at his buttocks, he circled in place.

Circle after circle after circle.

This action of Fan Xian’s was just too absurd, too comical. Here is the gate of the Supervisory Yuan, he is the Supervisory Yuan s high and mighty Lord Tishi, but like a cat …… he keeps circling around in a vain attempt to see his own tail.

The side of the up to and Mu Feng Er look at this scene, open mouth, corner of the eye directly twitch up, very speechless, speechless, want to laugh but do not dare to laugh, not clear Fan Xian this play is which one.

The officials inside and outside of the Supervisory Yuan’s gate were also dumbfounded by this scene, and they were transformed into countless clay statues, staring dumbfoundedly at Lord Titus as he circled around.

Yet there was silence, and the strong nerves of the officials of the Inspectorate kept them silent, wondering if this was a test for the Lord Tisch, who had suddenly transformed into a madman.

Gouda closed his lips together with great difficulty and looked at Fan Xian, thinking to himself that the young master hadn’t become a bit demented even after spending a lot of time with the Lin family’s youngest master, had he?

Fan Xian suddenly stopped his hu spinning dance and stood still.

Although he had only spun around a few times, for those nearby who saw this scene, a few spins had already made them feel as if they had spent years.

Fan Xian stood in place for a while, then suddenly stretched out his finger to point behind himself and asked Gouda, “Has my walking stance ever changed?”

“No.” Gouda shook his head somewhat confusedly.

Fan Xian’s heart was a little more at ease, and he sighed and scratched his head before saying, “I also think everything is normal.”

Neither Gouda nor Mu Feng’er could understand, and Fan Xian suddenly winced and frowned with some nausea, wiping his sweaty hands haphazardly in front of his lapel twice as he walked over to the courtyard.

When the figures of these three people disappeared into the hall at the main entrance of the Supervisory Yuan, the officials of the Supervisory Yuan, who had been transformed into clay figurines, came back to life, and all of them felt that they were incredibly absurd, and they looked at each other several times, seeing the laughter in each other’s eyes, and then a murmur of voices went up.

Fan Xian didn’t know that his out-of-character behavior had brought countless talking points to the subordinates of the Supervisory Yuan on this boring winter day, and he didn’t have the heart to pay attention to these issues, directly entering the secret room, and didn’t greet the confused Yan Bingyun, directly asking him to bring over the northern intelligence dossier for the past year and a half.

The second office moved very quickly, and in less than a cup of tea, a mountain of northern intelligence dossiers had been piled up on the table in the secret room.

Fan Xian waved his hand, impolitely asking Yan Bingyun to leave. Yan Bingyun frowned, seeing Fan Xian’s distraction, and after leaving the room, she asked Gouda and Mu Feng’er in a low voice for a few moments, but did not get any clues.

As each dossier was opened and closed, Fan Xian frowned and fell into deep thought. Most of these dossiers dealt with stories and news from the imperial palace in Shangjing, and in previous days, Fan Xian had already read through the vast majority of the contents, especially the parts that involved the Emperor of Northern Qi, which was the most important part of his attention.

However, in the past, it was very difficult to analyze the character of the Emperor of Beiqi from these messy intelligence. Nowadays, Fan Xian already had his own guesses and judgments about the Emperor of Beiqi in his mind, and then he would look for clues based on them, and it would be much easier to do so.

The so-called bold assumptions, careful evidence, there is a goal in front, always easier, not a moment, Fan Xian has been through their own guesses, strung up the accumulated years of countless details in the scrolls, and gradually close to the absurd fact.

That fact was enough to shock the world, make countless people’s heads fall to the ground, and make Fan Xian depressed.

It was clearly written in these scrolls that the Emperor of Northern Qi had been held by the Empress Dowager since he was a child, and even his personal Sister had never changed, and for more than a decade, it had always been those two people. With the identity of an emperor, only two sisters, the configuration of the palace maid is also very small, really with the luxurious style of Beiqi is very different.

The Empress Dowager of Beiqi explained that Wei had covered the country with pomp and circumstance, so she wanted to teach His Majesty to get used to a simple and plain life since childhood.

And the world thought that the Emperor of Beiqi is not good at female color, the four side consorts …… who come from ordinary families at this time in the eyes of Fan Xian seems to be more than enough to explain too many things. Just as in the Prince of Harmony’s mansion on the second prince said, a country’s king, the harem is a stabilizing and balancing the court of the wonderful weapon, according to the theory, is how it is not possible not to seal a few ministers of the court’s children as a consort.

This is a somewhat stupid behavior, but …… Fan Xian today realized that this is the mother and son …… no, mother and daughter in the palace of Beiqi have no choice but to choose.

If the Beiqi emperor married the minister’s daughter, but always do not perform intercourse, this news will naturally spread to the princes and nobles, causing some people’s speculation. And even if you don’t have sex, you always have to sit opposite each other and lie down with each other, and you will always be those ministers’ daughters to find out something fishy.

Only by marrying some commoners’ daughters could all this be completely controlled.

South Qing monitoring center pervasive intelligence means, until today, also can not have a completely detailed description of the emperor of north qi, not to mention the other side of the physical characteristics, this point is enough to prove that the north qi palace for the emperor of north qi’s body of the protection of how harsh.

All of this, with Fan Xian’s heart set on it, pointed to a certain big secret that could not be declared to the world.

Not marrying the minister’s daughter, bathing are so careful …… In addition to proving that the Beiqi emperor has some unspeakable hidden, but also indirectly let Fan Xian slightly comforted some. The Emperor of Beiqi is not gay, he …… she is a woman.

Fan Xian rubbed his somewhat glazed eyes and lifted his head up, leaning back in his chair and thinking about something thoughtfully. He was still holding the information that Si Li Li had sent through a secret channel on his right hand, but there was just no need to read it. Since the Emperor of Northern Qi was in such a situation, Si Li Li must have known it all too well, so these constant streams of information sent to Shangjing, without wanting to know, must have been full of water.

Fan Xian’s right hand clenched slightly for a moment and immediately loosened again. His mind flashed, and he suddenly thought of the words Haitang had said in the Northern Qi Shangjing City back then.

“Several of our sisters think that this matter is feasible ……”

Several sisters? A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Fan Xian’s lips, several sisters? …… Beiqi Emperor, Haitang Duo Duo, Si Li Li, this combination of sisters was a bit too powerful. It was just that it was playing itself into the palm of one’s hand, which was really incomparably annoying.

The person who was with himself that night, was it really the little Emperor of Northern Qi? That faint fragrance of golden osmanthus …… If it was really the little emperor of Northern Qi, why would she risk so much to spring with herself?

Fan Xian’s brow furrowed, and he buried himself in his dossier again, scrutinizing the information that had come out of the palace in Shangjing over the past year and a half.

He is a very self-aware person, although it is clear that he has a so-called poetry fairy title in this world, Zhuang Mo Han appreciated himself, born a good skin, write a few acidic rhetoric, say a few witty words …… but he does not think he is a walking aphrodisiac balm, can attract all the world’s women without regard to the dead or alive to fall under his black lotus dress. He is not a walking aphrodisiac scent bag that can attract women from all over the world to fall under his black lotus garment without any regard for their lives.

Especially North Qi little emperor, from the Jiangnan and Northland cooperation seems, that is an extremely powerful and far-sighted role, definitely not because of coveting Fan Xian’s beauty, play a trick of rape.

As for feelings? Although Fan Xian believed in love at first sight, he didn’t think that an emperor who spent years with a female companion in male attire, living in a state of alertness and danger, would be so indulgent with his heart and mind.

Then there was only one explanation.

After clearing the information of the last one and a half years, Fan Xian raised his head again with some satisfaction, in this one and a half years, the young Emperor of Beiqi still went to the court on the same day, there was no phenomenon that the king didn’t go to the court in the morning, and he didn’t go out to play, and he didn’t go to the palace to avoid the summer heat and hunting.

In short, the little emperor of Beiqi has not been out of people’s sight for more than two days, the supply of medicines in the Imperial Hospital of Shangjing Palace is also normal, with Fan Xian’s keen sense of medicines, there is not the slightest sign of an abortifacient medicine, of course, if the other side is to start secretly, there is no way.

However, based on the judgment of the current situation, it was impossible for the young Emperor of Northern Qi to be pregnant.

This judgment made Fan Xian’s mood relax a lot, and he subconsciously stood up and stretched. What he was most afraid of was getting the other party pregnant with a small child after springing with the Beiqi Emperor.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t mentally prepared to be a father, he just wasn’t prepared to be an emperor’s father, especially not being willing to be the object of the other party’s borrowed seed in this passive sodomy situation.

Borrowed seed borrowed seed, since there was no seed to take root and germinate, it didn’t matter. The gloom in Fan Xian’s heart has long since dissipated. Men tend to be this kind of, and women have sex really nothing, even this passive situation, still can self-congratulate into enjoyment.

Suddenly thought of Ye Qingmei.

“The cycle of karma and retribution!”

Fan Xian smiled helplessly, thinking somewhat AQ, that he was much inferior to his mother, but at least he had finally tied with her in some way – everyone had slept with an emperor.

He subconsciously did not think about it, his own encounters are much more miserable than his mother’s methods, heavily patted his buttocks that were a bit numb from sitting, and left the secret room of the Supervisory Board with some fear and some hopelessness.

Sitting on the carriage bound for the palace, Fan Xian took the special pencil made by the inner treasury, thought carefully for a while, and then wrote a line on a white sheet of paper.

“I know what you did last summer.”

Then he sealed the letter and gave it to Mu Feng’er, telling him to take it to that secret little courtyard in the west of the city and give it to Wang Qinian.

Fan Xian’s inner circle had long since gotten used to the fact that Lord Tiji would use the secret channels of the Supervisory Academy to write love letters to girls in the north, so Mu Feng’er didn’t find it odd.

Fan Xian couldn’t help but shake his head as he watched him leave. Wang Qinian naturally knew who he was writing this letter to, only that it wasn’t a love letter, and it wasn’t written to Haitang alone, but to three girl families.

He was shaded by the other side, now that he has reacted, he naturally wants to seek some benefits with this, at least spiritual benefits, the first thing is to go to a letter, write a line, intimidate the other side.

With the wisdom of the young Emperor of Northern Qi, of course he could understand what he meant.

Fan Xian played with the thin tip of the pencil with two fingers, then put it into the upper pocket of his lotus garment, shook his head, and suddenly thought of something. The young emperor of Northern Qi had personally given that golden osmanthus flower scented capsule …… before the great princess left for the country Could it be that, with her intelligent and meticulous mind, she would not have thought that this fragrance, unique in the world, would have made her guess what she was guessing?

His eyebrows wrinkled, secretly thought, could it be that that springtime female emperor, deep down in his heart, also has some attachment to himself, can not bear to hide it for a lifetime, so he sought a method to remind himself?

He felt that he seemed to think a little too much, sighed, no longer think about it, and secretly said in his heart: “Should have guessed that the person …… who is so obsessed with the stone record can not be a man in any way.”

The imperial study room has long been filled with people, Fan Xian stood at the bottom with an embarrassed face, as soon as he entered the imperial study room, he was cloaked in a scolding by His Majesty, the Emperor of Qing, naturally he didn’t have the honor of sitting down.

Some of the civil and military ministers in the room might have felt happy, but they all knew that the harder His Majesty scolded him, the more he favored Fan Xian, so they didn’t dare to show their happy emotions on their faces.

Fan Xian knew that he should be scolded, it was a matter of military and state affairs, but he had delayed entering the palace for so long, making the palace look for him several times, so unaware of the importance of the matter and recklessly disregarding the affairs of the state, so it was no wonder that the emperor would be so angry.

In Fan Xian’s opinion, today he wants to check things, although it is a family matter, in fact, it is also a matter of state, but this matter can not be said with people, only smothered in the heart, scolded and did not say a word.

Not a word, but forgot to ask for forgiveness, so the emperor’s color is not much better, cold snort two will put him in the cold place.

The emperor called Fan Xian into the palace today, originally thought to be looking for an opportunity to let him contact the high-level decision-making place of Qing country to deal with emergencies, stored a meaning of teaching and training, but Fan Xian came so late, naturally let the emperor a little unhappy.

The discussion has already begun, initially set to let Ye Chong lead the army westward 300 miles, pressure the West Hu side of the stupid nerves, at the same time let the northern conquest of the great governor Yan Xiaoyi return to the north ahead of schedule, in order to resist the Northern Qi generation of male generals on the Sugo tiger’s flames.

There are also some specific logistical problems, Fan Xian did not listen to a word, just know that the emperor finally should be promised to their own commitment to Yan Xiaoyi drive away, and Ye Chong …… Fan Xian subconsciously looked up, only to see the right hand side of the second seat sitting on the bit of the general, the general is not tall, but some fat, eyes drooped seems to have no This general was not tall, but rather a bit plump, with drooping eyes that seemed to have little spirit, only occasionally glancing at Fan Xian with a faraway gaze.

This was Ye Ling’er’s father, the former Kyoto guardian, and now the Dingzhou governor, Ye Chong.

Fan Xian looked at him and smiled gently, and in his ears he suddenly heard Eunuch Yao already reading out the decree, and heard how the seventh year of Qingli was in the clouds, and he was shocked, and then he remembered that it was already past the New Year, and that that fragrant story …… that took place in a small temple was supposed to have been in the summer of the year before last, not last year.

After the emergency meeting in the Imperial Study Room, the Emperor left Fan Xian behind, no longer scolding him angrily, but just staring at him with his eyes. Fan Xian knew that he was the one who had made a mistake this day, and was not in a position to play the hard item, so he smiled bitterly and asked for forgiveness.

The emperor frowned and said, “Wasn’t he in the Prince of Harmony’s residence earlier? Where did you go afterward?”

Fan Xian smiled and answered, “There was a sudden pile emergency in the courtyard, so I rushed over to deal with it.”

The emperor said unhappily, “What could be more urgent than a border problem?”

Fan Xian’s face was unchanged as he answered, “It’s the news from the north that Uesugi Tiger has led the decree to the south, and has already arrived at …… a place three hundred miles from Yanjing, yet he didn’t lead any of his own troops.”

The emperor’s face a little clear, said: “so, north qi small emperor dare to use ShangSuHu, has been rare …… just area three hundred soldiers are afraid to dial, seems to heart chest is also just so.”

Fan Xian secretly said, this world has done the emperor more people, but like you so confident to perversion of peers really do not have a few. The emperor asked a few more questions about the gathering at the Prince of Hepatitis, and between his words and demeanor, he seemed to be very satisfied with the grand prince’s initiative.

Fan Xian heart slightly austere, know that the second said right, the emperor old man although picking their sons to fight, but still do not want their sons to suffer unacceptable loss.

After a few more words, Fan Xian’s distracted appearance was seen by the emperor and he kicked him out.

Fan Xian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and flashed out of the side corridor of the Taiji Hall, but stood still in dismay, looking at the stout general in front of him, secretly alert.