"Whether you should be dead now or kidnapped by the Ming family." Fan Xian sat in the carriage, looking outside, and whispered: "In short, within this period of time, you will never appear in front of the world again. The yard has arranged a place to hide for a while, and wait for the matter to subside before coming out."

The Fourth Master Ming responded weakly.

Fan Xian turned around and looked at him, and couldn't help but shake his head: "You should agree to let Mingqi meet you when you first asked him to meet you, why bother to be frightened like this."

Master Ming gritted his teeth and said, "No one would have thought that this mother and son were so cruel."

Fan Xian shook his head helplessly: "If such a large family is to preserve it, it will naturally require many victims."

The Fourth Master Ming fell silent, touched his red hair and his throat, which was so painful that he knew that he was just a victim and he didn't have much qualifications to ask for anything.

When the carriage was halfway through the original scheduled distance, another car took the Fourth Master Ming from Fan Xian's carriage. Only a few people from Fan Xian and Qi Nian's group were left on the carriage. Seven tiger guards were scattered around the carriage according to Gundam's arrangement, hiding their trails.

"Sir, where are you going next?" the subordinate asked in a low voice.

Fan Xian thought for a while and said, "Wait for another half an hour and hand in the post to the Governor's Office. I want to see Xue Qing again." His eyes fell on the face of the subordinate and asked, "Has the cell been arranged in the previous one?"

The subordinate said in a deep voice: "Yes, and Suzhou Prefecture has been keeping people staring at me. The Ming family cannot escape the crime of robbing prison this time, but..."

"Tell me directly." Fan Xian frowned.

"My subordinates don't understand. If the Ming family wants to kill the fourth brother of Ming to frame the yard, there is no need to do so exaggeratedly."

Fan Xian shook his head and said, "The technique is not important. The key is the time point. Today, the Supervisory Office entered Mingyuan to search. Ming Laosi died in a prison. No matter how he died, he didn't care how the Ming family arranged the follow-up... As long as he died and someone found his body, all the gentry and people in Jiangnan would think it was my attack."

He smiled and said, "Ming Family... has been waiting for me to be unable to resist entering Mingyuan before I can throw this abandoned soldier out. But now the fourth Ming Laosi is not dead. I am really a little curious, how can the Ming Family continue to play this tragic card?"

The carriage slowly stopped. The morning sun in Suzhou City gently shone on the long street, on people's hearts, and then brushed on the roof of the black four-wheeled carriage, as if to brush away the coldness in the hearts of the people sitting inside.

As expected, the trouble had started in Mingyuan, Fan Xian lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, and the tiger guards moved closer and walked towards the tall governor's yamen.

An official from the Supervision Bureau had already handed over a famous post. The gatekeeper of the yamen dared not stop him. A master hurriedly walked out and welcomed Fan Xian and his group in.

It was still in that study room, but there were still only Governor Xue Qing and the Imperial Commander Fan Xian. Fan Xian directly stated his purpose and notified the other party that the people from the Supervision Bureau had entered Mingyuan.

Hearing this fact that had already happened, Jiangnan was actually the first person, Governor Xue Qing, wrinkled in the corners of his eyes. Then he sighed and said slowly: "There are many things that are hasty but not achieved."

Going to Jiangnan to deal with the Ming family was His Majesty the Emperor of Qing. Fan Xian was just a specific executor. As the emperor's confidant, Xue Qing certainly knew the origin of this matter, but there was a huge difference from Fan Xian in terms of specific measures.

The imperial court did not set a timetable. For the emperor, he believed that he had more time and had enough patience to slowly eat the great tribes in Jiangnan. So accordingly, Xue Qing did not want to start too urgently, and always focused on being kind-hearted, so as not to cause too much noise and disrupt Jiangnan. The foundation of the imperial court's rule was shaken.

So Xue Qing was naturally not in a good mood about Fan Xian entering the yamen today and saying that he had entered Mingyuan. He just didn't understand why Fan Xian was trying to do this? What are the young powerful and powerful who were obviously less than 20 years old, and what are they afraid of after a few years?

There was another anger in his heart. He understood that Fan Xian's move was to force himself to take a knife on the boat. The Supervision Bureau had already entered Mingyuan. If both sides had a quarrel, as the governor of Jiangnan Road, he would have to ensure peace in one side no matter what. Then the land should be provided.

Xue Qing had not let go aside a few days ago, just because he felt that he was not very sure about dealing with the Ming family, and was afraid of the rumors in the capital. Now Fan Xian was disguised, and his anger gradually arose, and he said in a deep voice: "If trouble arises, who is responsible?"

Fan Xian thought quietly for a while and said seriously: "There should be no trouble."

Xue Qing looked at him coldly and said, "It's not that I am a entrusted person, but no matter how you count it, it's one of your elders... You didn't do this carefully enough. The Ming family has been showing weakness for half a year. All you have waited for is that you will bully him. Now that you have bullied the door, how could they miss this opportunity?"

Fan Xian shook his head: "After entering Mingyuan, what can they do?"

Xue Qing lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Ming's family has a thousand private soldiers. Although the court has always known it, he has always turned a blind eye to the merits they have made for the court."

It is not difficult for a large clan of tens of thousands to raise a thousand private soldiers in various names, but Fan Xian couldn't help but sneer: "Are you making contributions to the court or to Junshanhui?"

Hearing the three words Junshan Meeting, Xue Qing was silent. In Jiangnan under his rule, such a mysterious and infinitely powerful organization appeared. It was his dereliction of duty. His Majesty the Emperor had already severely scolded him in the secret letter sent.

Xue Qing understood that Fan Xian was using the name Junshanhui to suppress himself, so he had to shake his head helplessly and said, "Where is your achievement?"

Fan Xian was silent for a while and said, "Ming's family was about to kill the fourth brother of Ming and betrayed the inspector. I stopped this matter."

"In Suzhou Prefecture?" Xue Qing was slightly shocked, and then he understood why Fan Xian seemed confident at this time.

"A thousand private soldiers, but as long as the Ming family dare not lift the flag and rebel, I will only send forty people in. They will not dare to move." Fan Xian continued to smile and said, "Don't they like to play with retreating? I will see where they can retreat."

Xue Qing closed his eyes halfway and said, "I really don't dare to move? What you are not taking the imperial edict."

Fan Xian said tit-for-tat: "Without taking the imperial edict, there is a sword of the emperor."

Xue Qing said lightly: "It is not impossible for Mingyuan to try to die a few more people, adjust their emotions, and directly bury your forty spies from the Supervision Bureau in Mingyuan... Mingjian? Mingyuan can find enough excuses to argue that they do not know this, and only think that it is Mr. Fan of the Supervision Bureau to kill people and seize property. They are forced to fight back... Don't forget that the Ming family has done a great job in the past few months. When such a thing happens, people in the world will believe them."

This sentence hit Fan Xian's heart. If the Ming family is really forced into anger, they are not unable to do such crazy things. With the Ming family's foundation in Jiangnan and the help of Beijing, they can completely break up with Fan Xian, and the Supervision Bureau will enter Mingyuan first. Even if both sides do something with open fire, public opinion will completely fall on the Ming family.

But beyond Xue Qing's surprise, Fan Xian didn't seem to care about this at all. There was no trace of emotional fluctuation on the young and handsome face.

Xue Qing couldn't help but frown.

Fan Xian finally spoke with a faint self-deprecating corner of his lips: "Ming family is waiting for me to take action. I am also waiting for the Ming family to take action, as long as I tear my face apart... If they really dare to touch my subordinates, no matter what, I will rebel. Whether the people in the world believe it or not, I have to put this hat on the old lady Ming's head."

Fan Xian was very brave in speaking such a misleading thing in front of the governor, but the following sentence made Xue Qing feel a little chill.

"Of course, I don't believe they will rebel." Fan Xian said with a smile: "But once the action is taken, the black cavalry who has been staying in Jiangbei will come over, and I will kill all the people in Mingyuan. As long as all the people in the six rooms are dead, who will call for justice for them? Or are the people of Jiangnan or the gentry of Jiangnan?"

He continued to say calmly: "So what if you shout for justice and call it to Kyoto? So what if you fight a lawsuit against the emperor? I will kill the people from the sixth house, and only Xia Qifei is left. At most, with the embellishment of the fourth Ming Dynasty, the Ming family's property will still be in hand... As long as the goal is achieved, it doesn't matter if the method is dirty."

He turned his head and stared at Xue Qing's eyes: "I believe that if more than 40 people died in the Supervision Institute, I will transfer the black cavalry to Suzhou. You won't stop me, right?"

Xue Qing's pupils shrank slightly. If things really developed like this, the Supervision Bureau threw more than 40 officials in, and he would forcefully stop the black cavalry from going south... I'm afraid that the Supervision Bureau would really get angry and annoyed the old man in a wheelchair. Even if he was the governor all the way, he would probably not have a good ending.

Looking at Fan Xian's gentle and pure eyes, Xue Qing's heart was cold and had a new understanding of the young official around him. It turned out that Fan Tisi of the Supervision Bureau was indeed a powerful character who killed people without blinking. The younger generation was indeed crazy enough to do things.

"What about you?" After slaughtering Mingyuan, Fan Xian naturally had no good results, but Xue Qing never believed that the young Lord Fan would bet on this shop with the Ming family.

"I? At most, except for all titles, I will be demoted to a civilian... I will not be able to survive for three thousand miles?" Fan Xian seemed to be thinking about his ending and laughed: "Mr. Xue, you know, I can go to the world even if I am."

Xue Qing couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Then the forty subordinates you sent to Mingyuan... are all abandoned children?"

Fan Xian closed his eyes and shook his head: "Otherwise, what I'm talking about is the worst ending, but I believe that the mother and son of the Ming family will definitely not make such a choice... So I'm very curious, how is the Ming family going to deal with it?"

"It's like playing cards. I don't necessarily need to be a card in this game, but I'm curious about which card the other party is going to play." He opened his eyes and said with a smile: "At some point, I'm a bit curious like a gambler."

"I... began to become curious too." Xue Qing's eyes hopped slightly and said, "I hope you won't make any mistakes in your judgment. The Junshan Accounting Room named Zhou is still in Mingyuan."

"Don't worry." Fan Xian cheered the governor, "I have someone in Mingyuan."

Xue Qing frowned, not knowing who Fan Xian was burying in Mingyuan, and as his identity, it was naturally inconvenient to ask questions, so he shut up and stopped talking. The two leaders of Jiangnan official positions sat silently in the study, waiting for news from Mingyuan to be heard.

Before long, the news came. The governor's office came to Xue Qing's side and whispered for a while.

Xue Qing was silent, then looked at Fan Xian and sighed, saying, "The other party played the land card. It seemed to be beyond your expectations... I'm going to start to mobilize troops."

Fan Xian frowned slightly.

Xue Qing continued to smile bitterly and said, "The troops are dispatched... for the safety of your subordinates, not to prevent you from slaughtering the garden."

Xue Qing knew that he didn't need to talk to him in detail, and was full of shock on his face, and hurriedly left the study. Fan Xian stood up and heard the whole story from the Qi Nian team outside the door.

The news in the Supervision Bureau should be faster than the Governor's Office, but after all, the information transmission was slower in the Governor's Office at this time.

But when Fan Xian heard what happened in Mingyuan today, he still couldn't stop being like Governor Xue Qing. He showed a look of shock on his face, his mouth slightly opened, and he sighed: "Absolute, even more amazing than...I did."

He was about to curse a swear word to vent the absurd feelings deep in his heart, but he finally endured it. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, his face gradually calmed down, and then gave instructions.

"Let Deng Ziyue withdraw everyone."

"You can't fight back if you fight, and you can't fight back if you scold."

The official from Qi Nian's group took the order and left. Fan Xian also walked out of the gate of the Governor's yamen. He saw that the yamen was in a mess. Most of the officials who didn't know the inside were looking at each other. He didn't know why the Governor chose to inspect the city government at this time and why he called all the military officers in the city to come to the palace to discuss matters at this time.

Fan Xian was naturally qualified to participate in the meeting, but he knew that he was not suitable to stay in the Governor's Mansion today, and the upcoming storm was about to come. Naturally, it would be a pain for Lord Xue Qing to comfort him, and he should do something else.

After getting on the carriage, Fan Xian rubbed his eyebrows and suddenly said to Huwei Gaoda without any end: "In fact, many times, how a thing goes, it all depends on the order of the dead."

Gao Da was stunned and didn't understand what Lord Tisi was talking about.

Fan Xian scratched his head and said, "I obviously want him to die. But if he dies before I let him die, we... have some problems."

"Who is dead?" Gundam asked with a frown.

"In the eyes of the people of Jiangnan, the grandmother of the ancestors and grandmothers of the Ming family have saved so many poor people." Fan Xian said with a smile: "Because he could not bear the humiliation of the inspector's entrance into the garden and the bullying of Lord Xiao Fan for many days, he hanged himself in anger this morning."

Old Lady Ming committed suicide?

Gundam was shocked. Although he came from Kyoto, he also knew what prestige and status the ancestor of the Ming family had in the entire Jiangnan.

"To show your ambition by death." Fan Xian chuckled and scolded: "Ming Qingda is really cruel, even more cruel than his mother."

In fact, Old Lady Ming doesn’t want to die.

Of course this is a nonsense. No one in this world wants to die. Even if Old Lady Ming is old and the breath of life has flowed out for several years, she has enjoyed enough happiness in Jiangnan, but she still doesn't want to die.

The Ming family has a very good reputation in Jiangnan. They have done so much good deeds such as opening shops and placing porridge and subsidizing students. In people's minds, this old lady Ming is like a kind-hearted and beautiful god in the clouds, with a sweet and brilliant dress all over her body. So that in today's Jiangnan people, and even in some remote places, some people have begun to set up a temple for the old lady Ming family.

Old Mrs. Ming obviously did not associate the ancestral temple with her lifespan, nor did she expect that if the ancestral temple was erected, she could... or how many days should she live? Her recent mind was focused on dealing with the ubiquitous threats of the Supervision Bureau and had already formulated a corresponding plan.

On this beautiful morning, when I heard the Inspectorate secretly spies into the park for searching, the old woman looked furious and cursed: "After Mingyuan is completed, how can there be any government searches? Even if the Governor enters the house, he must hold etiquette. These sluts from the Inspectorate!"

The courtyard where she lives is far away from Mingyuan. She can't hear the noise of the search of the supervisory authority ahead, but this sense of humiliation still made her very angry. She squinted her eyes and said, "Are you planning to let our family be bullied like this?"

Standing beside her was the nominal contemporary owner of the Ming family, Ming Qingda, the eldest son of the eldest son of the eldest son of the house. His face was slightly gray. He knew what his mother meant and replied in a low voice: "The man has gone, but... the fourth brother is also a brother after all."

Old Lady Ming looked at her son coldly and disgustedly, thinking that how could she accomplish something if she was not cruel? How could she survive under the powerful offensive of the Supervision Bureau and endure the day when the Beijing turns around?

"You should be more ruthless."

Old Lady Ming taught a lesson.
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