Zhuang Mohan smiled slightly and said, "I framed him today, because I have been betting on my husband's reputation for 70 years. Once I lose the bet, I will naturally be willing to bear the result. I just don't understand that Mr. Fan is actually a banished immortal in the poem. If the princess had already told the outside ministers, I would definitely not have humiliated myself."

The eldest princess sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the child had such a crazy mind in addition to his reputation as a poet."

Zhuang Mohan closed his eyes, and a look of regret surged on his face. After a while, he said casually: "I regret it not something else. I just sighed that I had been doing such ugly things when I was old. If Mr. Fan had not written all three hundred poems in the world overnight, perhaps the scholars and people in the world would really consider Mr. Fan to be a shameless person who copied the plagiarism because of my words."

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were dull and clear, and he smiled and said, "It's good."

"Okay?" The eldest princess' barefoot gently slid on the edge of the soft couch, biting her lips, and said resentfully: "My mother, my mother has always respected your talent and virtue, so she invited you to live in the palace. What I promised you has been done, what did you promise me? Did you think that the agreement between the two countries has been signed and your brother will be welcomed back to China soon, so Fan Xian can maintain his reputation, and you, the old fox who pretends to cherish talent, can feel at ease?"

Zhuang Mohan smiled and said, "If you are wrong, you are wrong. I am concerned about family affection. Therefore, I will come to Qingguo and my party after falling into the calculation of the eldest princess. My brother killed countless people in the first half of his life. If the eldest princess wants to repent, I have no choice but to pray for him after returning to Northern Qi, and hope that he can live a more comfortable life in the prison of the Supervision Bureau of your country."

The eldest princess smiled and said speechlessly: "I will sell Yan Bingyun to your student emperor. Only in this way can you exchange Sean back to Northern Qi. This transaction is not your business with me, but your emperor and me. It is just that I have fulfilled the contract, but you did not do what I promised me. In the hall tonight, if you did not pretend to spit out blood and admit defeat, but insisted that Fan Xian's poem was copied. The matter is not yet known. So... Zhuangzi, after you return to your country, remember to bring a message to your Emperor students. You Northern Qi owed me a favor to Guangxin Palace."

Zhuang Mohan smiled and said, "Mr. Fan is very talented, and his poetry is beyond the reach of human power. I think the eldest princess can guess that Mr. Fan is probably a heavenly vein that has not appeared in the human world for a long time. I am very curious. Why is a heavenly vein in Qing State not in a hurry to protect him, but to get rid of it quickly? What's more, even if you point out Mr. Fan's plagiarism, what kind of harm can it cause to him?"

The eldest princess said lightly: "I never believe in the nonsense of the Heavenly Vein. Everyone in Zhuang is familiar with the scriptures and should know the words of the saints. If Fan Xian is a Heavenly Vein, if his ability is just to recite poems and write these paths, what are the benefits for the Qing Dynasty court? As for why I deal with him, it has nothing to do with the old man."

Zhuang Mohan bet on his supreme position in the minds of scholars all over the world for decades, and he wanted to step on Fan Xian, but he was entrusted by the eldest princess. However, he did not know the complex relationship in the Qing Dynasty officialdom, nor did he know that the relationship between the eldest princess and Fan Xian would become mother-in-law and son-in-law in the near future.

But Fan Xian knew why the eldest princess had to deal with him.

He half-kneeled on the eaves of the roof of the hall, and the three fingers standing on the tiles were a little cold. He looked at the charming princess in her early thirties below the Ming Tile. The coldness gradually arose in his eyes. When Guo Baokun spoke in the hall, Fan Xian knew that it was the noble man in the palace who joined forces with Zhuang Mohan to drive him out of Kyoto.

Plagiarism seems to be a trivial matter, but it involves the so-called "character". I think if I was not a tycoon in the palace and shocked the monarch and ministers in the palace, I am afraid that everyone would believe Zhuang Mohan's statement. I became a literary thief. Although I would not be punished, I can discuss the career of the officialdom again, but my marriage with Wan'er may fail - the empress dowager is the most disliked, and this eldest princess must know better than herself.

What made Fan Xian even more disappointed was that this secret agreement between the two countries, Sean, the former chief of the secret spy in the Northern Wei Dynasty, turned out to be Zhuang Mohan's brother! In order to persuade Zhuang Mohan to come to Qingguo to suppress her, the eldest princess did not hesitate to sell the secret spy leader of Qingguo stationed in Northern Qi, Yan Bingyun, the son of the minister in the court, to the enemy country with both hands.

She was too brave! She acted so sinisterly, how could the emperor in the palace to tolerate his own sister and do such a thing that hurts the country!

The breeze blew over the eaves of Guangxin Palace on the summer night, which made Fan Xian, who was frowning and peeping, calmed down a little. He knew that even if he heard these secrets, he would not use this matter to threaten the other party. She was the emperor's sister and the queen mother loved the most. These two identities alone were enough to make her rampant in this Qing Kingdom and sell her ministers for personal gain.

Fan Xian looked at the woman's black hair on the couch below and felt a sense of disgust for no reason.

This woman is indeed not only crazy, but also perverted.

At this point, Fan Xian seemed to have seen the entire conspiracy clearly. The agreement between the eldest princess and the Emperor of Northern Qi was to betray Yan Bingyun, the secret spy leader of the Supervision Bureau who had been lurking in Northern Qi for four years, and asked the other party to exchange Sean and the Manager of the Ministry of Resources for this. The price offered by Northern Qi was to invite Zhuang Mohan, a famous generation, to come to Kyoto, Qingguo, to use his mouth to destroy himself. At the same time, he could also use this matter to teach the supervisory bureau system that had never listened to the Chief Princess's envoy.

I just don’t know what else she included in the agreement between her and the Emperor of Northern Qi. Fan Xian guessed that the eldest princess who sold the secret spy leader of Qing State in Northern Qi must have obtained not only these, but something even more terrifying.

——Does the emperor know what his own sister is doing?

He touched the hard key on his waist, and two cold lights flashed in his eyes. He planned a way to deal with the ground, conditioned his breathing in the night wind on the top of the palace, and then began to retreat. The palace was too dangerous, and I don’t know how long his good luck could last.

As soon as he got off the cylinder, he found that two people slowly walked over at the end of the corridor holding palace lanterns. Fan Xian felt a little nervous and carefully hid in the shadow of the pillars. As the light approached, he moved his footsteps subtly, keeping his body and shadow always in the same area.

He secretly prayed that this palace maid would not find himself like the palace maid who passed by before.

The palace maid had already walked past the pillar, and Fan Xian had moved to the other side of the pillar. Suddenly, the palace maid stopped. The palace maid seemed to have some status in Guangxin Palace, and said something to the little girl who followed her. The little girl responded sweetly and left. The middle-aged palace maid stood and waited.

The distance between her and Fan Xian was only one wooden pillar.

Fan Xian carefully used his true energy to regulate his breathing, which gradually became consistent with the breathing of the palace maid behind the corridor column. At the same time, he heard with some peace of mind that the breathing of the palace maid had not changed much. He thought he had just happened to stop here instead of discovering himself.

There is still a wooden pillar between the two.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Fan Xianlu's eyes outside the black face, and his whole body twisted to the left for several inches. This innate feeling of danger allowed him to escape!

In the original position of his body, a sharp sword tip quietly pierced the wooden pillar!

Because the wooden pillar was too big, the tip of the sword only stretched out a little bit, which was cute and full of evil spirits and told Fan Xian that if he hadn't twisted that before, the tip of the sword should be in his waist bone at this time.

Fan Xian coldly walked around the long pillar, like a loach, locked his hand and stepped forward with great accuracy, pinched the middle-aged palace maid's left forearm. It reacted differently from ordinary warriors, and did not care about the other party's actions of drawing the sword.

The effect was really good. The palace maid failed to attack. She was afraid that the assassin would stop him from drawing the sword, so all her true energy was concentrated on her right arm, and the defense of her left arm seemed much weaker.

Just like the sound of a piece of paper being torn apart, the palace maid pulled out a long sword from the wooden pillar and opened her mouth to scream!

Fan Xian's eyebrows were clear, and the domineering true energy in his body poured into the other party's left arm with an extremely powerful force! This palace maid was actually the seventh-grade strength, but he had never encountered such strange true energy in the assassin's body. There was a stinging pain in the meridians, like countless small knives scraping the tender wall of the tube. This pain made the palace maid's chest feel stuffy, and she swallowed the warning sound back, and a strange and soft sound in her throat.

Fan Xian recognized this palace maid at first sight. The man who welcomed him into Guangxin Palace, with very long eyebrows and very distinctive.

The palace maid's eyebrows trembled and she used the true qi in her body to fight him hard. But she didn't know that the other party was holding his arm's hand. Suddenly, the true qi that she transported out of her body fell into the empty space. In a daze, she was so sad. The whole body, because of this sudden imbalance, seemed a little stagnant on her right body.

In the moment of flash, her right neck felt slightly numb, and then she immediately felt a little stiff in her whole body.

Fan Xian frowned and took his two fingers back from her neck. Knowing that the poison on the needle could not be truly sealed by blood. He immediately turned his right palm and printed it on the abdomen of the palace maid, where the ribs were connected.
Chapter completed!