After all, Shi Chanli felt a little sorry for the disciple and carefully interrupted: "Sir, Miss Haitang, now I'll think about how to leave... I'll be afraid that the magistrate of Hangzhou, the general of Hangzhou, and Jiangnan weaving, those adults will come to greet him. The students have already seen several people leaving the building."

Fan Xian slapped his thigh and stared at Haitang hatefully: "Go away quickly, otherwise you will be a fake."

Haitang sat peacefully like a mountain and said directly: "I'm hungry."

The third prince clammed the fun and said, "Then call the waiter to serve some food again."

Fan Xian glared at him.

Haitang laughed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Not long after noon, a manor on the other side of West Lake became lively. Of course, the bustle was limited to the yard, and it looked as deserted as before. The manor was decorated in a gorgeous but not greasy way, and it was surrounded by mountains and lakes. It was really wonderful. Just such a garden would be worth more than 100,000 taels of silver.

The owner of the manor is surnamed Peng, and no one has known his identity. In previous years, it was only in summer that some people came to spend the summer.

The manor who came to this manor today was Fan Xian and his party. This manor was bought by former Prime Minister Lin Ruofu in the name of his distant relative of his disciple Mr. Peng. Fan Xian went to Jiangnan. When he came to Hangzhou, he of course lived in his father-in-law's real estate industry.

The housekeeper in the garden had already received the news and had everything arranged. At this time, Fan Xian sat on the chair with his legs crossed his legs, savoring Longjing, and enjoying the life of a wealthy Hangzhou. He glanced at Haitang who was whispering something to the third prince, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Of course, the group did not continue to stay upstairs, and Haitang did not order a few more famous dishes. In order to avoid the Hangzhou officials who were rushing over on the way, Fan Xian pulled his subordinates to flee.

The convoy pretended to enter the city and used all the personnel of the Inspection Office in Hangzhou along the way. He even used six cloth shops prepared for the killer. Only then did the group of people disappear into the sea of ​​people in the city, and quietly walked back and entered the manor next to West Lake.

Fan Xian felt very sorry for his subordinates in the hospital.

Haitang glanced at him and said softly, "Who are you hiding from?"

Fan Xian sighed and said, "I'm avoiding trouble."

Actually, Fan Xian is really stupid today. If he really doesn't want to reveal his whereabouts, he must not go to Louwailou. If he goes to Louwailou, then when someone robs his seat, he has to swallow his anger and be a grandson. The problem is that Fan Xian's temperament is very lively and does not like to be a grandson. Then, when walking in the world, how can he hide his true identity?

After a while, the third prince went to the garden to tease the newly bought little maid. The maid from the manor brought a plate of hot cakes and ate them with relish. Judging from the appearance, it was indeed a bit scary to go south.

Fan Xian glanced at her and frowned and said, "Let's be a little lady."

Haitang burst into laughter and thought to himself that he hadn't seen this guy for half a year, why did the two start arguing when they met? It felt really fun.

After she finished her pastry, Fan Xian signaled her to follow her to the back garden with her eyes. Although he had never been to this manor, the architectural design always had similarities, and he simply found a quiet study.

In the study, the two sat down separately. Fan Xian looked at the girl and said seriously: "You... should know the rumor now."

Haitang nodded, suddenly frowned and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Who are the two people on West Lake today? Have you recognized them?"

"I've seen the fisherman." Fan Xian seemed to be recalling, "It should be Yun Zhilan. Last year... Oh, no, it should have been seen in the palace two years ago. He was the leader of the Dongyi Mission at that time."

After frowning and silent for a long time, Haitang asked, "Can you hurt Yun Zhilan... Who is that killer? Why have you never heard of such a person?"

Fan Xian sneered: "Ambushes in secret, even a child may kill the Grandmaster."

Haitang shook his head: "You probably haven't studied Dongyi City's swordsmanship. The killer used the purest sword intent."

Fan Xian gently smoothed his hair on his forehead and said casually: "There are many experts in Dongyi City, and they kill each other, which is only beneficial to our plan, but not harmful."

Haitang was still thinking about the killer who jumped out of the lake. He always felt that although the man in black used a pure sword, he always had a strange smell that was hard to tell, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The reason why the girl has this impression is that when Fan Xian fought on the meadow, the tricks used by him were like shadow assassins, and they all exuded the shameless spirit of the Supervision Bureau, but she never thought that she would come here.

"Isn't your person?" She looked at Fan Xian with some suspicion.

Fan Xian laughed at himself and said, "You can see that the killer may be about the same level as you. I can't help the peerless strong man at the ninth grade."

Haitang nodded, accepted the explanation, and then asked: "You have never encountered an assassin after going south. This really surprised me a little. Logically, Xinyang should..."

Fan Xian raised his hand and stopped her from asking questions. He said calmly: "The peaceful event is too sensational, and Xinyang does not have the ability to kill me."

Haitang frowned: "Have your injury healed?"

Fan Xian's expression remained unchanged and said with a smile: "It's been better, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go to Jiangnan? You know I have always been most afraid of death."

Haitang smiled slightly, then felt relieved and said, "I believe in what we have said, is it now or will I say it to you later?"

Fan Xian was a lewd person at heart. He immediately heard some erotic smell of this. He quickly coughed twice and said, "It's evening. Since it's a gift from the national teacher, you must be more serious. If you don't light the fragrance, you have to let me take a shower, right?... But my previous question..."

His question is: He clearly knows that he is the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing. Why did Grand Master Kuhe dare to hand over the Tianyi Dao technique to him?

Before he could finish his words, Haitang smiled and stood up and left his seat, saying, "I'll talk to you tonight. I'm going to see the scenery of West Lake. I don't know how many times I have read it in the book, and I haven't read it carefully today."

Fan Xian looked at her holding up the flower basket on the table again and asked curiously:

"Duoduo, where did you make flowers at this time?"

"Buy land and silk flowers in Wuzhou. Fakes are all fake."

Fan Xian sat alone in the study room in silence. After a long time, he turned around and looked at the thick curtains. He asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

The shadow was indeed a shadow, which floated away from the curtains, shook his head and said, "Yun Zhilan was seriously injured and did not die."

Fan Xian frowned. Knowing that his intuition was right again, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yun Zhilan broke into a yard next to him for desperate efforts. It should be the Ming family real estate industry. This time he did not come alone, and his junior brothers were all in the yard, so I retreated."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Shadow's words, Fan Xian asked: "Ming Family? Dongyi City?...How are the strengths of these people coming?"

"Two ninth grades, three eighth grades." Shadow replied: "But Yun Zhilan has no strength for half a year."

Fan Xian's eyes were filled with anger and said with a slight look on his face: "There is also a ninth grade and three eighth grades. It seems that Dongyi City really looks down on me, and has invested a lot of money... So many experts have popped up, and they are playing wholesale."

Shadow couldn't understand his words, but could also hear his anger and replied: "They have left that yard."

Fan Xian stood up and fell into deep thought.

This time he went to Jiangnan. If he wanted to investigate the affairs of the inner treasury, he would undoubtedly overthrow the Ming family and cut off the silver and money exchanges between Xinyang and Dongyi City. Among the local strength of the Ming family, Xinyang's own military power was insufficient, and what he could rely on were the many masters in Dongyi City who could be packed.

Killing a court official, especially a person like Fan Xian, may seem a bit unimaginable. I believe the Ming family would not risk being implicated in the nine tribes to kill Fan Xian. But if it really comes to life and death in the future, with the temperament of that crazy princess, who knows what will happen?

When he thought about the possibility of facing the endless assassination of eighty and ninth-grade masters in Dongyi City, he was a little chilled even though he was powerful and bold. That's why he let the shadow take the lead, first picking Yun Zhilan, and then leading six swordsmen to spare no effort to kill those people from Dongyi in the water town of Jiangnan.

If Fan Xian sat in the government office and was waiting for the arrival of the Dongyi City Assassin in the future, then he would be an authentic idiot. The so-called best defense is offense - use the assassin horror of the Supervision Institute to deal with the assassin horror of the Dongyi City, this is the real chess.

As for the old monster Sigujian, Fan Xian didn't think his level could alarm the other party...

He suddenly became frightened and shocked, thinking that fortunately Yun Zhilan did not die - Brother Zhilan, please live for a few more months, at least wait until the blind uncle recovers from injury - heavy snipers can only kill people, but cannot save people.

Fan Xian woke up from his thoughts and said, "Take all the swordsmen from the six places and let the people from the second places cooperate in the investigation. As long as these people emerge, you will take action and do not ask to kill each other, but... they must chase them so much that they feel disheartened, and they will be in panic all day long, so don't make any decisions about me."

Shadow nodded and suddenly said in a daze: "The girl next to me is very powerful, and it is not convenient for me to come here often."

Fan Xian nodded and said, "I think the same as you. From today on, she will be responsible for my safety. There should be no problem... Also, you must pay attention to safety. You cannot be anxious about revenge. You are no match for the Grand Master now."

The shadow was slightly stunned and turned away, but there were two slightly wet footprints where he was standing.

The shadow went everywhere to scare Dongyi's visitors, and the safety around Fan Xian became a problem. This is why he had to wait until Haitang appeared before he was willing to make a decision, and he no longer cared about being caught in his whereabouts.

First, we took advantage of the power of crabapple and killed people in the sakura trees and flower path, creating an opportunity for the shadow.

Secondly, Shadow left, Haitang came, and there was still a powerful man above the ninth grade above, and cooperated with the tiger guards. No safety problem could occur at all. The most important thing is that with this girl, no matter which force in the world, if you want to move yourself, you must consider the powerful national strength of the lean camel in the Northern Qi Dynasty and the bald Grandmaster Kuhe.
Chapter completed!