Chapter 126: The Palace before the end of joy must be broken hearts

At the foot of the imperial city root this slip of bungalow looks inconspicuous, but the door under the secretary of the main deliberations, from the back corridor through to go to a courtyard, you can directly into the palace, the most important place, the forbidden army and guards are extremely tight security, that is, the rebel army siege of the palace, also did not want to open up a gap from here, because the door under the secretary of the province behind the palace wall is still layers, within the bungalow is even more killing opportunities in all directions.

From the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli to leave Tanyu, a blink of an eye is almost seven years, in addition to the two years in the south of the Yangtze River off and on, Fan Xian this second life time, the real wonderful tension in the heart of the time, but most of the time is in Kyoto. His identity was different from that of the vast majority of the people in Zhuqing, and he had been to the palace so many times that it was as easy and comfortable as going home, whether it was the identity of the Supervisory Bureau’s commissioner or that of the emperor’s illegitimate son, which made the palace ban nonexistent for him.

The first seven days, Fan Xian is like walking, walking to the palace below this slip of bungalow. Although the New Year’s Day has just passed, but the door under the middle book is still busy, the ministries to discuss the officials are in the periphery, who did not notice a figure in the snow with a black cloth umbrella into the inner circle, those responsible for checking the forbidden guards, but in Fan Xian gentle smile under the silly, staring at him in a daze, so he walked in.

Fan Xian came too naturally, too logically, all the forbidden guards are familiar with the young adult in and out of the palace without any obstacles, for a moment actually did not react, so let him so through the layers of guards, directly to the door under the Secretary’s big room.

In the big room there are two hot bed, covered with a few layers of things, all around the pile of zhangzhang from all over the world as well as His Majesty’s proposed decree, ink stone and paper on the table piled up in a haphazard manner, the center of the court of the Great Qing dynasty, the office conditions do not look good. A few university professors on duty and some clerical officials were busy until Fan Xian put down the black umbrella that was streaming with snow.

There was silence in the great room of the Zhongshu under the door, all of them staring at Fan Xian in bewilderment, wondering why this great man, who had been disciplined by His Majesty’s strict decree, had suddenly appeared here today.

When Fan Xian walked through the streets and alleys of Kyoto, changes had already taken place in the various restaurants and government offices in Kyoto, however, the timing of this sniping operation was extremely accurate, and when Fan Xian walked into the great room of the middle secretary under the door, the fires of vengeance in the four corners of Kyoto had only just begun to blaze, and the news hadn’t reached the palace either.

Fan Xian’s sudden arrival, the first to react was the closest to the door, greedy for the bright light of the sky of the Pan Ling University scholar, this already old university scholar opened his eyes a pair of some old flowers, looking at Fan Xian coughed and said: “Why are you here?”

Since young Fan Xian is to learn Pan Daoshi’s words, also rely on Pan Daoshi compiled the newspaper to earn the first silver in life, although in Kyoto has not played a few times, but Fan Xian to the old man is always respectful, smiled and answered: “His Majesty called me to enter the palace in the afternoon, just walked to the entrance of the Imperial City cave, and suddenly it snowed, thinking of the old standing in the snow is not a fun, so I came to see you all adults here. ”

With these words, all the people in the big room remembered that His Majesty did have a decree to call Fan Xian into the palace after noon today, and immediately let go of their hearts, and each of them mildly smiled as they went forward to salute. Unlike the officials of the following ministries, the most important thing to emphasize was to harmonize with the light and not to be angry, especially as they were the officials closest to His Majesty, they were naturally clear about Fan Xian’s real position in the court, and no one dared to be slow.

He Zongwei was the last to stand up and walk over, his expression calm with a hint of self-possession. As soon as he stepped forward, the entire large room of the Gate Down Chinese Academy was suddenly quiet, even Grand Maester Pan Ling coughed twice and ricked his way out.

Everyone knows that He Da Daoshi is now leading His Majesty’s decree, desperately trying to fight against those poor forces left behind by Little Lord Fan, and everyone knows even more that over the years, Little Lord Fan and He Daoshi have never gotten along with each other harmoniously, not even once, and the current situation has long since changed, and He Daoshi is so red that he has become so red that he can’t even stand up to the status of Hu Daoshi in the Central Book of the Gate, and he’s facing the situation of Fan Xian, who’s caught in a predicament now. In the face of Fan Xian, who is now in a predicament, what will he say and do?

“Long time no see.” He Zongwei looked at Fan Xian gently and said, “The time hasn’t come yet, so sit down and drink a cup of hot tea first to warm up your body, so that you won’t have to stand for half a day in the imperial study again.”

This was said very gently, very sincerely, very lightly, moving, that kind of concern from the depths of the statement, that is, anyone can hear it. He Zongwei’s behavior at this moment gave people the impression that there had never been any problems between these two most famous young dignitaries of the Southern Qing court.

However, those who were truly intelligent must have heard something else, that this was the victor’s tolerance for the loser, and that this was a condescending kind of concern.

The corners of Fan Xian’s lips twitched slightly, seemingly smiling, then slowly raised his head and looked at the somewhat dark-skinned university scholar in front of him, and after a moment’s pause, he calmly said: ”I’m here today because I want to find you to say a few words. Yes, my hour has not yet arrived …… Your hour has already arrived.”

This sentence no one can understand, is He Zongwei himself, also did not hear this sentence in the chilly background sound, he was slightly stunned, frowning at Fan Xian, seems to want to say a few words what words, but unexpectedly heard the door under the middle of the province of the big house outside came a burst of noisy sound, chaotic sound inside the sound is also mixed with a few suppressed shouts of alarm.

“Such panic, what is the behavior!” He Zongwei’s face sank slightly as he looked at the official who had rushed through the door and rebuked in slight anger.

“My lord! Cheng Deputy Secretary of the Da Lisi and Guo Zheng, the new Left Imperial Inspector General of the Duzha Academy, were killed in the street!” That official horrifiedly stated the news that had come from outside earlier.

Upon hearing this news, the entire large room suddenly became like an explosion with loud cries of shock, the officials of the Central Minister under the Gate managed the Daqing court for His Majesty, when had they ever heard of such a rank of court officials being assassinated in the street!

He Zongwei body stiff, the Da Lisi deputy secretary and imperial historian Guo Zheng, are his close friends, especially Guo Zheng this person, always regarded the Fan system as the heart of the enemy, in the south of the Yangtze River for him to do a lot of big things, for his majesty to establish a great merit, only to be transferred back to Kyoto by him to find the opportunity to the results of the just back to the Kyoto …… on the death of the?

His dark face flashed a trace of pallor, quickly returned to normal, violently raised his head, staring at Fan Xian’s handsome face, his eyes narrowed, a cold light.

Without waiting for He Zongwei to open his mouth to speak, Fan Xian lightly lowered his eyes and said softly amidst the sounds of marveling, “The Minister of Household is also dead, as well as two ministers. Here’s the list I drew up, take a look to see if there’s anything missing.”

Fan Xian finished his sentence and took out a thin slip of paper from his pocket and handed it over. He Zongwei’s hand shook with difficulty, and after receiving the slip of paper with a cursory glance, he saw the names and positions of a dozen or so officials, all …… of whom were his close officials!

When Fan Xian handed that list to Grand Maester He, the entire large room of the Central Book Department under the Gate was suddenly quiet, so quiet that even a pin falling to the ground could be heard.

Fan Xian casually wiped the corner of his hair, inserted the thin needle he held between his fingers back into his hair, and calmly said, “I don’t want to kill innocent officials indiscriminately, so please confirm that if these are all your people, then I’ll be relieved.”

The slip of paper with the names written all over it floated down to the ground, and the room was quiet. By this time, everyone knew that all that bloodshed in Kyoto today was the work of this little Lord Fan in front of him, they just didn’t know if what he was saying was true, could it be that all of those court officials, all of them, had died today?

He Zongwei knew Fan Xian as a person, so he knew that what Fan Xian said was not a lie, and those names on the paper must have all been transformed into wisps of resentful souls at this moment. He raised his head, his eyes burning with the flames of resentment, staring at Fan Xian with a deadly stare, he didn’t know why Fan Xian was doing this, didn’t he know that this was a dead end? At this moment, He Zongwei actually felt some hidden pride, he actually forced Fan Xian onto the path of fish death.

“Why …… come on people! Seize this murderer!” Why three words sank out, who all thought that He Zongwei was going to angrily denounce Fan Xian’s inhuman evil behavior in front of all the officials, who did not expect that halfway through the words, He Zongwei shouted loudly, and his people were even using the fastest speed to dodge toward the back of all the officials.

Or He Zongwei most understand Fan Xian, since the other party has disregard for life and death, in Kyoto, killing four sides, natural storage of the idea of death, and the other party before entering the palace, specially come to the door under the Chinese book put umbrella, naturally is not just to use the names of these dead to taunt to fight their own, but to …… to kill themselves!

Until this moment, still no one believes that Fan Xian dares to rise up and kill someone at the root of the imperial city, at the solemn seat of the center of the Qing state, but He Zongwei believes it, he knows that this vicious young power elite in front of him dares to do anything once he starts to go crazy, so he disregards the ministerial decency, and shouts out the forbidden army guards in terror while desperately fleeing towards the back of the ministers.

Fan Xian did not go after him, but only watched his movements with a look of pity and shame, looking at the pale face after the crowd.

After all, it was the Zhongshu under the Gate in front of the palace, and long before He Zongwei cried out, there were already forbidden soldiers and great inner guards who had noticed the movement in this room, and once they realized that something was amiss, a dozen or so guards and three forbidden generals had already rushed into the great house of the Zhongshu under the Gate and drew the sabers on the side of their waists, vigilantly surrounding Fan Xian.

Even if Fan Xian was more powerful, it was impossible for him to kill his way out of the encirclement of these inner court guards in the twinkling of an eye, looking at this scene, all of them were a little more relieved, and He Zongwei behind the crowd looked slightly better, his pallor disappeared, and in turn, there were more than a couple of threads of rosy redness, as he snapped from the rear, “Quickly take down this ferocious disciple!”

A man’s name is a tree’s shadow, even if everyone knew that all the blood in Kyoto today was shed at the behest of young Lord Fan, who would dare to come forward to take down Fan Xian before finding out? Especially if Fan Xian didn’t make the first move, how could the several generals of the forbidden army and the guards of the inner court dare to pounce on him?

The foot of the imperial city was in a state of desolation, and the sound of troops being mobilized rose up in all directions, but in an instant, the sound of incomparable haste came from outside the great house of the Central Secretariat Province under the Gate, and an unknown number of forbidden troops ran over and surrounded this great house, enclosing Fan Xian and these officials who actually controlled the court of Qing Dynasty within the house.

Even if Fan Xian had a pair of wings, he wouldn’t be able to fly out. However, he didn’t seem to want to escape either, and just quietly looked at He Zongwei behind the crowd and casually took a step forward.

This step did not know how many officials’ guts were horrified, and there was a thrill of horror in the large room, while the dozen or so guards surrounding Fan Xian pressed on.

Fan Xian stood still and looked at He Zongwei, who was not far away, across the heads of the crowd, and said calmly, “Perhaps, as many have said, you are in fact an able and bright official, and in the future will most likely become a famous official of the generation whose name will be entered into the history of the world.”

Then he shook his head and said, “However, I will not give you this opportunity to continue living. It is strange to say, I don’t know why I am so disgusted with you, this kind of disgust is simply unjustified …… your utilitarian heart is too heavy, always want to step on others to climb up, while this kind of doing is my least favorite.”

“Even if I disliked it, at most I would have punched you twice and done it, but I didn’t expect that later on you would devote your entire life to fighting against me.” Fan Xian laughed slightly, “Unfortunately, this cause wasn’t very honorable, and instead gave me more reasons to kill you.”

Fan Xian smiled gently, yet in the eyes of everyone in the room, the smile was eerie, terrifying, and full of killing intent, except that he didn’t seem to have any intention of striking at the moment, so these forbidden soldiers and guards surrounding him didn’t dare to move gently for fear of stirring up the madness of this great man to come in for a killing spree.

When he heard Fan Xian’s later words, He Zongwei’s eyes flashed a stern aura and he was ready to open his mouth to coldly rebuke something, but unexpectedly, a twinge of pain came from his abdomen, a pain that was so real and so miserable that his face instantly paled and he couldn’t utter a single word.

“You are a villain who is passionate about utilitarianism and climbing up the ladder at all costs, you can hide it from his majesty, from the hundred officials of the court, and even from all the people of the world, but how can you hide it from me?” Fan Xian’s gaze went cold as he slowly said, “How many people’s blood has been stained on your seemingly clean hands, and how many people’s wronged souls are on top of your official uniform, you know it well, I know it well.”

“I kill you today, I kill your He lineage officials, it is to do the right thing for heaven, it is to clear the side of the king for his majesty.” Fan Xian spoke words that even he himself did not believe, looking sarcastically at He Zongwei’s pale face, bullying him into not being able to say a word at this point.

“I was puzzled as to why you would go out of your way to climb up the ladder, stepping on the corpses of my subordinates to get to the top. It was only later that I finally figured out that it wasn’t because of the naturally hostile relationship between the Duzha Academy and the Supervisory Academy, or because I refused to marry my sister to you, or because His Majesty had something to say to you.”

Fan Xian sighed compassionately, “All of this, it turns out, is just because you’re jealous of me. You’re not as good as me in literature, you’re not as good as me in martial arts, you’re not as good as me in reputation, you’re not as good as me in power, and no matter how hard you try and raise a few more big black dogs, you’ll never be able to catch up to me in this life.”

“You must not be convinced, not convinced How do I have a good father, a good mother …… However, where the destiny of heaven lies, what do you have to be unconvinced?”

A few drops of sweat the size of soybeans dripped down from He Zongwei’s pale forehead, he stared at Fan Xian with those spiteful eyes, wanting to angrily rebuke something, but he was powerless to open his mouth, he was no longer able to stand his body, and sat down on the edge of the kang in a disheveled and incomparable state.

“This is whining, but the whining of the king is the root cause of my Daqing’s internal turmoil.” Fan Xian stared at He Zongwei, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, and said word by word, “Too much whining prevents one’s intestines from being broken, and today I will give you a broken intestine.”

Every word, every sentence was like a knife, stabbing into He Zongwei’s ears, he could not even if he did not want to listen, he knew that his He faction’s officials must be dead today, and Fan Xian must still have a backhand in the dark, he just did not understand why in front of so many officials, Fan Xian would say so many useless words.

As long as the officials were dead, as long as he was alive and he still had His Majesty’s favor, he could always rebuild his own power in the future. But why, after those small knives went in through his ears, did they begin to run amok in his abdomen? Why do those knives seem to be cutting your own intestines, making you feel like you’re in pain?

You will be given a broken intestine! As soon as these words were uttered, the atmosphere in this slip of bungalows under the roots of the Imperial City was suddenly tense, all the officials scattered to avoid the stormy strikes of Fan Xian that might follow, while the forbidden soldiers kept pouring in from outside the house, forming countless columns and stopping in front of He Zongwei’s body.

The fully-armored forbidden soldiers were arranged in a formation, cramming the large door under the middle book house into a particularly cramped space, staring nervously at the lone Fan Xian alone.

At the moment when the swords were drawn and ready to strike, an extremely mournful and terrified cry came from the courtyard where the middle secretary under the door leaned against the wall of the palace.

“Don’t!”

Hu Daoshi, who was covered in snow and water, rushed in from the direction of the palace. After hearing Fan Xian’s speech in the Imperial College this morning, this Grand Maester knew that something big was going to happen in Kyoto today, and he rushed to the palace within the first hour, however, there was a delay in the middle, and he only had time to say a few words to His Majesty before he heard a eunuch report that there were strange deaths of court officials in various parts of Kyoto, and then there was a quick report that Fan Xian had already killed his way to the Gate’s middle office!

No one dared to stop Hu Da Daoshi, and in such a tense moment, no one would care about his entry; at most, a few officials of the Central Book under the Gate watched as Hu Daoshi rushed to Fan Xian’s side, fearing that he would be injured by Fan Xian, the madman, and cried out in fear.

Hu Da Daoshi paid no attention to these cries, and hugged Fan Xian from behind, sparing his life to drag Fan Xian toward the back, shouting loudly and fearfully, “You’re crazy!”

In everyone’s eyes, the young Lord Fan, whose poetic talent had amazed the world, was clearly insane, otherwise how could he have trampled on the dignity of the imperial court so much and done so many things that were unforgivable and treasonous? What happened in Kyoto today is not considered treason, what else could it be?

Grandmaster Hu also knew that just the assassination of those officials in Kyoto was enough to enrage His Majesty and send Fan Xian down to the hell of hell, yet he still desperately held onto Fan Xian to prevent him from doing so. Killing the university scholar of the current dynasty in Menxia Zhongshu Province was tantamount to spilling blood in front of the palace!

Not only in Qing, but in the entire world there had never been such a heinous scene!

The scene at this moment was comical, very funny, yet no one laughed, the roots of the Imperial City were quiet, everyone watched in horror as Grand Maester Hu used his old and weak body to desperately hold Fan Xian. Yet how could he drag and hold?

Fan Xian suddenly felt a trace of warmth finally arise in his icy heart as he smiled and said with a lowered head, “Let go, it’s already too late.”

Behind him, Grandmaster Hu’s body stiffened, trembling as he let go of his hand, looking at Fan Xian with some disbelief.

Right at this moment, Grand Maester He Zongwei He, who had been hiding behind the crowd and sitting on the edge of the kang in shock, suddenly dry-heaved twice, then puffed out a mouthful of black blood!

The blood splattered and wetted the official uniforms of many officials in front of them, and it was extremely unsightly in a black mess. The room a burst of alarm, a few officials rushed forward to support He Zongwei, began to desperately call for the imperial doctor ……

He Zongwei’s pupils began to lax, hearing also began to fade, do not hear clearly beside the colleagues in shouting something, he just clearly feel the pain in the abdomen, those small knife seems to have succeeded in their own intestines full of passionate hot blood cut into a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of a section of the intestines.

It was painful, as painful as a chopped liver. He Zongwei knew that he couldn’t do it anymore, he didn’t know when Fan Xian let himself be poisoned, and he didn’t notice the small eye of the needle on the tip of his right hand’s little finger, he just felt unwilling, obviously he had a passionate blood for the world, for the court, and he was willing to spill his blood to seek a clear name, so why did he end up vomiting out a puddle of black blood?

His fuzzy eyes searched Fan Xian’s indifferent face, his heart had a big complaint, a big unwillingness. As an official, working for His Majesty, working for the court, what is wrong with that? What is wrong with killing and betraying some people? But since the beginning of the millennium, haven’t people in the official world been doing the same thing? Have you, Fan Xian, never let innocent people die because of you? You don’t have to betray anyone because you were born to be a master, while we are born to be lackeys. ……

He Zongwei wanted to angrily question Fan Xian, “On what basis do you kill me with those inexplicable reasons? You’re just a playboy who doesn’t know what’s good for him and only acts according to his own likes and dislikes! However, this question could not be uttered after all, and the black blood pouring out of his lips prevented him from saying anything, and prevented him from breathing.

Just before the imperial doctor rushed over, the current university scholar and the imperial historian, the first red man of the Qing court in these three years, He Zongwei, at the foot of the imperial city, under the door of the central secretariat of the province of the government office hall, publicly vomited blood and died of intestinal breakage.

During this process, Fan Xian had been calmly and indifferently, even coldly, watching He Zongwei, watching him vomit blood, watching him struggle in pain, watching him gulp down his breath, with a calm expression on his face, not a single tremor. He did not know He Zongwei’s dying whining and unwillingness, he also do not need to know, Qingli 11 years in the first month of the seventh of these officials died, including He Zongwei itself, in fact, are just some preparatory work.

He Zongwei’s death and his likes and dislikes have nothing to do with, just for their own must protect those people, in order to in Jiangnan in Xiliang in Kyoto has died of those people, this his majesty up, specialized against the Fan system of officials, must die.

This is only a part of the calm calculation like a machine, Fan Xian only need to confirm the death of this person, and the heart does not produce too much sigh. The matter of lamentation, left to his own death before saying is also not too late.

Grandmaster Hu looked at He Zongwei’s corpse in a daze, then turned his head heavily, looking at Fan Xian’s icy face with a mixture of anger, disappointment, and bewilderment as an icy voice squeezed out of his chest and abdomen.

“Take this murderer.”

He stood right beside Fan Xian, disappointed and angry, giving the order to capture or even hunt down and kill him, but not caring at all that with a casual reach of his hand, Fan Xian could cause him to die along with He Zongwei.

Fan Xian naturally wouldn’t kill him, and he looked at Grand Maester Hu and smiled apologetically.

Just before the forbidden soldiers rushed up, the head eunuch of the inner court, Eunuch Yao, finally rushed to the Zhongshu Province under the door, and shouted with a sharp voice and strong true qi, “His Majesty’s decree is that the traitor Fan Xian be escorted to the palace!”

The decree had finally arrived, and there was no doubt that it was a decree to qualitatively claim his life, yet the decree was ultimately for Fan Xian to be taken to the palace, and there was no way that all the things about what had transpired between His Majesty the Emperor and his illegitimate son could have been seen and heard by these officials in the courtroom.

There was silence in the large room, and countless pairs of eyes were cast on Fan Xian’s body. Fan Xian was silent for a moment as he looked at Eunuch Yao and asked, “Should I tie it?”

Eunuch Yao was silent, not saying a word. Fan Xian couldn’t help but sigh, to tie up naturally no one could tie himself up, it was just that His Majesty’s decree could easily turn his own loved ones and friends in this world into ropes that he could never break free from.

“My umbrella that was placed at the door, don’t let anyone steal it.”

After Fan Xian said this, he followed Eunuch Yao as he traveled towards the deep palace. Behind him, the officials still surrounded He Zongwei’s corpse, mourning beyond measure.