Chapter 69: See the heavy rainy night

The raindrops hit the roof of the carriage and made a dull sound. Fan Xian closed his eyes and rested. He didn't know how long he had walked, but found that the carriage had finally stopped. He opened the carriage door with his hands. Fan Xian smiled slightly and walked into the rain outside the carriage, but found that an umbrella above his head had already covered the top of his head, covering the wind and rain. Only the chill in the spring in the rain alley around him seeped into the umbrella.

Wang Qinian was wearing black clothes, holding an umbrella to protect Fan Xian's head. The seven tiger guards behind him were carrying long swords on their backs, and were silently placed on both sides of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian was wearing a dark thin cloak today, with a plain long gown inside, and the night clothes he prepared before leaving Beijing were hidden inside. This simple dress was full of fierceness, and his heroic face looked extremely energetic.

"Fan Tisi, please do this." The Jinyiwei, who was in charge of leading the road, reached out and led everyone into a yard. The yard was in the side alley. Fan Xian turned his head slightly, and could vaguely hear the excitement in front of him. He smiled and asked, "It seems that it is the backyard of the brothel."

The Jinyiwei official who was leading the way froze his facial expression, and then he replied with a smile: "Mr. Tisi's ears are amazing. This is the backyard of the mountain forest. Lord Shen has always liked to entertain distinguished guests here."

Fan Xian knew that the mountain forest in the bank was said to be the highest-level place of music and sex in Northern Qi. The first founding emperor of Northern Qi was once a regular visitor here. He smiled and nodded, walked into the backyard with the accumulated water on the stone slabs. He saw bamboo shadows in the courtyard, layers of rockery, and spies from the Jinyiwei could be seen everywhere. These people were obviously guards and did not deliberately hide their bodies.

Along the way, Wang Qinian held an umbrella, and the seven tiger guards were silent behind him. He took Fan Xian as an arrow and walked coldly and confidently into the depths of the courtyard.

Along the way, seeing this journey from the enemy country in the south, the Jinyiwei was a little surprised, surprised by the other party's courage and the youth of the big man in front of the other party.

With a swish, Wang Qinian put away the umbrella and retreated silently behind Fan Xian. Fan Xian put his hands behind him and squinted his eyes at the courtyard. The room here was quite large. A large flower round table was placed in the middle, and there was a large space around him. All kinds of decorations were extremely exquisite. The round table was very wide enough to sit fifteen or sixteen people, but only two people were sitting at this time.

One of them was dressed like a rich man, wearing a silk hat and a jade ring between his fingers. After seeing Fan Xian in, two unusual cold lights began to bloom in the pair of ordinary extreme eyes. He looked directly at Fan Xian's face, and after a while, he spoke:

"Fanti Si? I have long admired Daming. When I see you today, it is indeed extraordinary."

Fan Xian did not answer this polite remark immediately. But he savored it in his heart. Along the way, the Jinyiwei of Northern Qi called himself by the name of the official in Tishi. It seemed that this conversation was a diplomatic negotiation between the Supervision Bureau of the Jinyiwei, not the court. He raised his right hand and cleverly unbuttoned the buckle between his neck with his two fingers. The thin cloak on his body slid down along his back.

Wang Qinian followed behind him.

Fan Xian sat on the other side of the big round table and looked at the rich man opposite him. He found that the man's eyebrows were so thick that they seemed to have been drawn. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Shen is so polite to the people of the world, why are you so polite to me?"

It turned out that this person was the commander of the Northern Qi Jinyiwei Town Fufu Division. He controlled countless Jinyiwei in the north with heavy hands. He was really a powerful figure in the world. He didn't expect that he would look like such an ordinary rich man. If it weren't for the archives of the Supervision Bureau, the records of this person were so detailed that Fan Xian would definitely not be able to recognize the other party's identity.

"You're not polite." Commander Chen sighed, looking at Fan Xian's pretty face, and couldn't help but shake his head. "Mr. Fan is famous all over the world for his poetry and prose. I, the rough man, admired him very much. I didn't expect that I suddenly got news last two months. Fan Xian Fan's poems became Lord Tisi of the Southern Dynasty Supervision Bureau... This... this official really couldn't understand. What was Mr. Chen thinking? How could people like Lord Fan live like rats in the ditch?"

Fan Xian laughed and replied: "Mr. Shen is humble. He is an official for thousands of miles. No matter what he does, he is seeking benefits from the court, and... he is nothing more than asking for a place to settle down for his own family."

This was a little naive, and he sighed heavily in his heart. He couldn't help but look down on this fellow Southern Dynasty who had just met. After all, he was a young man and his words and actions were a little rough. I really don't know what Chen Pingping thought, nor do I know why the terrifying emperor in the south agreed to the seemingly absurd personnel arrangement of the Supervision Bureau.

In fact, as the commander of the Jinyiwei Pacification Department of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Chen Chong always had an indescribable envy of his colleagues in the south, and was even more respectful and fearful of the lame man sitting in a wheelchair. He never understood how he could get the full trust of Emperor Nanqing by traveling in the south, rather than standing in the court like himself, and he didn't know one day that the people in the palace would throw away like a pair of broken shoes.

After a little distracted, Chen He woke up immediately. He knew what the other party was as a righteous envoy, and he took the risk of meeting him through Changning Hou's request. The huge benefits contained in the Chun transaction were not allowed to be heavy and unmoved, nor unmoved in the palace.

"No one would think that things like gold and silver are too much." Jin Heavy smiled suddenly and said, "It's just that I can't see clearly what benefits our sanctuary department can get in this matter."

Fan Xian waved his hand, and Wang Qinian and the seven tiger guards retreated. He nodded heavily, and the rest of the idle people in the hall retreated. Fan Xian looked at the man sitting next to Shen Chong in surprise. The man was dressed in luxurious clothes, but there was no familiar royal feeling between Fan Xian's eyebrows and eyes. It was not a person sent by the Northern Qi Palace to listen to him, so why could he be qualified to continue sitting here?

"This is Mr. Cui." Heavy introduction.

Mr. Cui stood up and bowed to Fan Xian, but he looked a little proud. Fan Xian frowned and asked, "A native of Qing?"

He laughed heavily and said, "I thought the two knew each other. Fan Tisi, a good teacher, knew that this young master Cui is the second son of the Cui clan of Nanqing. The Cui clan and the Fan clan have always been called together, and they are both children of aristocratic families."

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Mr. Shen, what do you mean?"

A sinister look flashed in his heavy eyes. He said lightly: "Don't Lord Fan want to discuss business? You can learn that... I have been doing this business for many years, so I want to know if Lord Fan has more benefits for me."

Fan Xian turned his head slightly and looked at Mr. Cui, trying to see something from the other party's face. Suddenly he asked, "Mr. Cui. Are you going to come to this banquet today, or are your elders in your family asking you to come to the ground?"

"How can you miss such a grand event?" Mr. Cui didn't seem to be afraid of Fan Xian very much.

In fact, it is clear that the matter is clearly here. This Mr. Cui clearly represents the interests of the Cui clan. Behind the Cui clan... is naturally the eldest princess who is far away in Xinyang. Fan Xian had thought that the eldest princess could seize a large amount of local interests from the inner warehouse by smuggling. But he did not expect that the commander of the Jinyiwei Fushi in front of him would actually pull the spokesperson of the eldest princess to the table!

What made Fan Xian even more angry was that this little chaotic man named Cui Di dared to sit on the table as a bargaining chip for the other party's negotiations. The eldest princess currently has her own requests and can never take action to destroy her affairs. It must be the young master named Cui's own decision!

Fan Xian took the initiative to contact him. On the one hand, he wanted to find a way, and on the other hand, he wanted to crack down on the source of money from Xinyang. Unexpectedly, the Northern Qi court actually played such a move and put all the games that should have been bidding secretly on the surface.

He seemed to see his unhappiness and said with a heavy smile: "Mr. Fan, in fact, this matter might as well be clearly stated. Everyone is a person who wants to make a fortune. This Mr. Cui and you plan to do a land transaction. I can't eat both sides, so I naturally want to hear your opinions."

Fan Xian replied to calmness and looked at the Master Cui and said lightly: "I didn't expect Mr. Cui to have the courage to do such a big deal."

"Where is the courageous Lord Fan?" Mr. Cui smiled slightly and replied.

Seeing the scene a little awkward, Shenshen smiled and said, "Mr. Cui is also a child of a noble family. There are several senior officials in the southern court. But he is traveling abroad now. One day he will enter the court to become an official. The two should get closer."

Hearing this, Fan Xian sneered in his heart. He looked at it and said heavily: "Mr. Shen, you may have forgotten my identity, aristocratic family, and so on, and you really can't see it in my eyes."

After saying this, Fan Xian stood up long and didn't even say hello, and left the hall directly. Wang Qinian had already held an umbrella and followed the seven tiger guards holding the handle of the long sword in their hands, protecting the adults to the outside of the courtyard, killing all the way, and no one dared to stop the Jinyiwei.

Just listening to the sound of the carriage outside the yard, Fan Xian left without hesitation.

It seemed that Fan Xian would have shown such a fierce reaction and was stunned. He had been immersed in the officialdom for decades and had seen many kinds of interest negotiations, but he had never encountered such a situation. The young Tisi, named Fan, had a style of acting beyond everyone's expectations.

His eyes rolled, he turned his head and smiled gently, "Mr. Cui, this Lord Fan is really a person with a temperament."

Mr. Cui's face turned red and red. What Fan Xian said before really hurt his self-esteem. Fan Xian said nothing seriously. He thought to himself, what is your Fan family? He drank a glass of wine, but he felt something was wrong.

He looked at him heavily and did not say a word.
Chapter completed!