Chapter 33: How to repay?

Anyone could hear the meaning of these two sentences and the resentment implied. Yan Xiaoyi stood on the stone steps and stared at Fan Xian's eyes, as if he wanted to use his own eyes to nail the other person to death.

But he knew that it was a very sad fact that he could not kill Fan Xian in Kyoto. After so many years, he still found that even the little white-faced riding on the horse in front of him cursed his son so viciously and threatened in front of the entire Kyoto... No, he was to intimidate himself, and he could not do anything in advance.

Because I am the son of a hunter, and the other party is His Majesty's son.

Yan Xiaoyi is different from other big men in the military. He is not a family like Qin Ye, nor a nobleman like a prince. Although he has the eldest prince as his backer, in fact, his climb in the army is still his own strength. His current glory and the lofty status of the Great Governor of the North have been achieved in the north, the west and the south for so many years, and he fought for his own life.

There was no enemy under his arrow, and his army was incompetent in defending for three days, and he made countless contributions to the court of Qing State.

This is where today comes.

So even though His Majesty knew that he had a close relationship with the eldest princess, he still had great trust and favor. In the past few years, he even made him the commander of the imperial guards in the palace.

What is all this? It is because Yan Xiaoyi has a firm and strong heart.

As a super master at the ninth rank, in the entire Qingguo military, only Ye Chong can compete with him, or the secret figures hidden deep in the old Qin family. So Yan Xiaoyi has never feared anything in his life, and sometimes he even thinks that if his troops face a grandmaster, the grandmaster... can he escape his arrow?

How could he be afraid of a young man? Even if the young man immediately under the stone steps, he was the young man who had gained great reputation by relying on his father's and mother's remains. Even if the young man's eyes were so cold and cruel, but...

Don't tease me!

His eyes were staring at Fan Xian, and his two gazes seemed to be telling Fan Xian that if he wanted, he could kill you at any time, even if your identity was special. But there were some things that he should not do.

Fan Xian raised his face without fear, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned away the slight stinging pain, and greeted him with a sneer.

He didn't know if Yan Xiaoyi was doing this valley ambush. Although the princess was the biggest suspicion in this matter, some doubts made him unable to get a very firm judgment. But he still had to speak like this. Because Yan Xiaoyi would come to kill him one day, since that's the case, he didn't need to think too much about it.

Whether it was Yan Xiaoyi or not, Fan Xian knew that he had to do something that shocked the world and warned those who secretly made up their minds that if they wanted to kill me, they had to consider whether they could afford these costs!

The 200 good heads in front of the Stone Lion of the Privy Council are clear evidence.

The stone steps of the Privy Council seemed to be condensed by a cold air.

Yan Xiaoyi stood proudly on the stone steps, Fan Xian sat straight on the horse's back. The eyes of the two of them were just flat, and the murderous aura contained in their eyes was so uncomfortable. The surroundings were filled with the smell of blood, and the stench of the head under the stone lion seemed to be afraid of the two of them's eyes, and avoided them.

Someone coughed gently.

Qin Heng led his horse to the stone steps, whispered apologizing to the right deputy envoy of the Privy Council, then straightened up, smiled gently at Yan Xiaoyi and said, "I have seen the Grand Governor."

His arrival was very coincidental and wonderful, which just blocked the confrontation between Fan Xian and Yan Xiaoyi and eased the imminent conflict.

Yan Xiaoyi slowly withdrew his stinging eyes and said calmly: "Hello, Xiaohou, how is the old man's health recently? I will return to Beijing and always go and see the old man."

Qin Heng had already been granted the title of marquis, and the old man Yan Xiaoyi mentioned was naturally the old man Qin who had been living in the mansion. As Yan Xiaoyi was the emperor of the Great Governor of the North, in front of the military pillar, Mr. Qin had no choice but to claim to be the last general.

Qin Heng came out to ease. Yan Xiaoyi must give this face.

But Fan Xian didn't have to give it to him. He lowered his head and played with the whip in his hand. He said, "You are blocking me and Governor Yan."

Qin Heng was stunned again. He didn't understand what Fan Xian was thinking. Was he going to challenge Yan Xiaoyi at the gate of the Privy Council? Although it is known to everyone that Fan Xian and Haitang are as famous as Haitang, they are recognized as the number one master in the Qing Dynasty. However, no one will be optimistic about Yan Xiaoyi.

What's more, these two people have different identities and this place is also special. How could they fight here?

Qin Heng tilted his head slightly, lowered his voice and said, "You are injured."

Fan Xian's facial expression was extremely calm, but Qin Heng's heart began to tremble. After everyone in Kyoto learned about the news of the ambush today, they were most afraid of this situation.

Everyone was afraid that Fan Xian would go crazy.

If President Chen Pingping was an old black dog, Fan Xian was naturally a little black dog. The little black dog was stabbed hard by someone and went crazy, but he would bite him randomly regardless of the enemy. What the civil and military officials in the court were afraid of was that Fan Xian was angry and made great moves, which shaken the foundation of the entire Qing Dynasty court.

Fan Xian listened to Qin Heng's question and replied slowly: "I just want to ask some questions. Treat with courtesy and return with virtue; give with swords and report with swords. Is this the reason?"

Fan Xian was about to question some questions in person, but he didn't have the chance to say them out loud.

The people in the Privy Council listened to the words of swords and thought that Mr. Fan was about to go crazy, and subconsciously prepared to fight. Although the Privy Council was mainly staff officers and his military strength was not very powerful than the roadside army of the Five Zhuqing Kingdoms, it was the essence of the Qing army for decades. Today, Fan Xian was bullied to the door and endured for a long time, and there was always a moment of rebound. All the local school officials and generals held the handle of the knife.

When Yan Xiaoyi entered Beijing, he could only bring one hundred personal soldiers. At this time, these hundred personal soldiers had already been deployed under the porch on the side of the Privy Council, and he was nervously watching the more than 100 officials in the Supervision Bureau in front of the yamen.

The soldiers who returned from the north had many winds and frost on their faces, and had long been built into an iron army by Yan Xiaoyi. However, unlike the two Qin and Ye families, the more than 100 personal soldiers were carrying bows and arrows on their bodies.

The ban on crossbows in Kyoto, Qingguo cannot resist bows, which is the confidence reflected by the martial royal family.

The two sides confronted each other. But Qin Heng, the garrison guard of Kyoto who had been worried, felt relieved. If Fan Xian had previously squeezed Yan Xiaoyi with words and invited him to a duel, as long as Yan Xiaoyi agreed, even His Majesty could not stop him, then both sides would definitely be a life-and-death battle.

However, the current situation involves conflicts between the Supervision Bureau and the military, and Qin Heng knew that this battle could not be fought, because there were countless pairs of eyes in Kyoto looking here. Whether it was His Majesty or the Gongguan system in charge of government affairs, it was impossible for him to watch the foundation for Qing Kingdom to dominate the world, because the heads in front of the Privy Council collapsed.

Sure enough, there were shouts coming from afar, and the horse's hooves were slightly chaotic.

A team of imperial guards wearing bright armor rushed over, and the Privy Council was located in the Supervision Office and the Imperial Palace. The reactions of these imperial guards seemed to be slower. But some discerning people knew that the imperial guards were leaving some time to let Fan Xian vent their resentment.

The imperial guards represent the emperor's majesty and no one dares to despise it. At least on the surface.

So when the Imperial Guards lined up and separated the soldiers of the Supervisory Court from the Privy Council, no one expressed his objection.

What's more, the person who leads the army is the eldest prince.

The eldest prince was the commander-in-chief of the West and had a close relationship with the military. Now everyone knows that he has a very close relationship with Fan Xian.

Seeing that it was him coming to mediate, everyone in the venue breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and felt that His Majesty was wise. This candidate was really suitable.

The eldest prince came to Fan Xian with the reins. The worried look on his face appeared and nodded slightly. He did not say anything nonsense. He just said, "My father knows this, you go back to the house to recuperate first."

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile, silent and waiting. He naturally wanted to leave. It was impossible to really kill the Privy Council here, but the people he was waiting for had not come yet.

In a moment, three young eunuchs from the Yellow Gate ran over from outside the crowd panting, conveyed His Majesty's oral order, expressed their shock and condolences at the assassination of the imperial envoy on Jiangnan Road, severely criticized the Kyoto garrison, issued secret reminders and deterrence to the people of the Privy Council, and then ordered Lord Xiao Fan to return to his house to recuperate immediately. After the court found out the matter, he would make a decision.

At another moment, two ministers with obvious health were obviously not so healthy, and they ran over panting. It was Grand Secretary Shu and Grand Secretary Hu, the two top ministers under the Secretariat, who expressed their comfort to Fan Xian and their extreme anger towards the murderer.

Shu Wu is an old acquaintance of Fan Xian, but this is the first time Fan Xian saw Grand Secretary Hu like this and found that he was younger than he thought, at most over forty years old.

Fan Xian sat down immediately and was silent for a little while, then said to the eldest prince: "You understand that this first round of face is enough, and I won't go crazy for the time being."

The eldest prince nodded and said, "I'll give it to you."

Fan Xian held the reins of the horse and circled on Tianhe Avenue. He turned the whip to his left hand, raised the military members who pointed directly at the stone steps of the Privy Council, waved it, and said nothing.

The members of the Privy Council military felt that the whip from afar seemed to be whipping on their faces.

When he returned to Fan's mansion, the eldest prince asked about the specific situation in the valley at that time. After a little silence, he left the mansion. Fan Xian knew that he was in a hurry to return to the palace to welcome the emperor's storm-like inquiries, but he didn't want to remind him too much, because he still had many doubts about this matter.

Three imperial physicians were transferred from the Imperial Hospital in the palace to Fan Mansion, but Fan Xian didn't need them. He just asked the three brothers and brothers to apply medicine to heal their wounds. The remaining poison should be cured in a few days. As for the miserable wound on his back, I don't know how many days it will take.

Until this time, lying on the warm bed in his home, Fan Xian's body and mind finally relaxed completely, and suddenly felt a hint of irresistible fatigue. Even though he was still in pain behind him, he still fell asleep holding the pillow.

When I woke up, it was already dark. A maid went out to bring a bowl of rice porridge with hot water to warm the ground. The one who had been by Fan Xian's bed took the rice porridge, helped Fan Xian sit up, blew it gently with a spoon, and slowly fed it.

Fan Xian took a bite, pursed his dry lips, and looked at his father who was spooning porridge beside him. He found that he hadn't seen him for a year and his father had more gray hair and his wrinkles became deeper. For some reason, he felt a little sad in his heart for a moment.

"It's worrying you."

Fan Jian didn't say anything. He just fed him a few more mouthfuls before putting the porridge bowl on the table, and then said calmly: "You wanted to go to the Supervision Office back then, I told you that there will definitely be problems in the future. However... since the problem has already appeared, there is no need to say these."

Fan Xian was silent for a moment and said, "I have many things I can't figure out."

Fan Jian said gently: "Let me tell me."

Fan Xian told his father all the questions he had in his heart next to the remnants of the valley, hoping to give him some reminders from this father who seemed not to be visible but had a solid foundation in the court. He was a master of the craftsman, even His Majesty could not force the abdication.

"Since it is determined that the military is taking action," Fan Jian said: "Then we can analyze it. In addition to the defense of Kyoto, the Qing army of our country has a total of five border soldiers and seven prefecture soldiers. The border soldiers of the Ye family are the most powerful, one of the Dingzhou and one of the Qin family. The border soldiers in Cangzhou are under the control of Yan Xiaoyi, and one of the Nanzhao line. The strength of the prefecture army is basically negligible, but even so, the five border soldiers are not so obvious, just like the two families of Ye and Qin, whose disciples and old friends are all over the army and have a certain influence in all aspects."

Fan Xian paused for a moment and continued, "Like the eldest prince's expedition to the west in previous years, he actually drew from the soldiers on the five roadsides to form a large army. Once the war broke out, he returned to all sides."

Fan Xian was silent for a little while and said, "This is also a way for His Majesty."

"Yes. These generals were promoted to key positions because of the expedition to the West. If they were the hands and feet of the royal family, they were not allowed to be controlled by the Ye Qin family. In this way, no one of the five roadside troops could be controlled separately."

It was amazing. When Fan Xian was assassinated, the father and son did not seem to have much sigh or anger, but just analyzed the situation calmly.

"Like the defense of Kyoto, within a 40-mile radius outside the capital, there are all the jurisdictions of Kyoto's garrisons, with 20,000 people under the jurisdiction of the garrison. There are the most powerful imperial guards in the Qing Kingdom, 10,000 people, and the Thirteen City Gate Division. It seems inconspicuous, but it is directly under the will of Your Majesty to govern the opening and closing of the Kyoto city gates, which is also an important yamen. There are also guards in the palace. Although our dynasty is a customary example, the commander of the imperial guards is also in charge of the Dawei, but in fact, except for Gong Dian, the commander of the Dawei, who has really done it, the Dawei Guards are all managed by the father-in-law in the palace at the rest of the time."

My father-in-law? Of course, it is Eunuch Hong... Fan Xian suddenly heard a strange thing from his father's words, except that Gong Dian really managed the imperial guards and the great inner guards?

He suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "Ming Dian... is so trusted by His Majesty?"

Fan Xian had the first time dealing with the defense forces in the palace, when he was against Gong Dian at the entrance of Qingmiao. He knew clearly that Gong Dian was the man and the matter of the Hanging Temple. A large part of the cause was that His Majesty wanted to drive the Ye family out of Kyoto and wanted Gong Dian to get out of the position of the imperial guards. But... According to his father, Gong Dian, or the trust that the Ye family had obtained back then, was really terrible. Why did the emperor push the Ye family to the side of the second prince and the eldest princess?

Fan Xian vaguely felt that he seemed to have grasped something important, but he was still confused and couldn't help but have a headache.

Fan Jian said softly: "Don't think too complicated. Although Your Majesty is extraordinary, he is not going to play tricks on the defense forces of Kyoto... As for why he drove the Ye family out, I think... I can guess a little."

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Father, what's the reason?"

Fan Jian laughed, helped him lie down gently, and said slowly: "Don't forget, your mother's surname is Ye... When she first entered Kyoto, she had beaten Ye Chong, and Wu Zhu also fought with Ye Liuyun. Even if you have nothing to do with each other, Your Majesty is afraid that he will be worried about certain things. When it comes to the matter of the temple, Your Majesty did not trust you so much as he is today, but he is ready to use you again, so he naturally needs to prevent certain things."

Fan Xian was stunned, and then Han Han sighed. As an emperor, his mind is indeed... But what does this kind of life mean? But he didn't expect that no matter how powerful his father is, he would have guessed wrongly.

"The Ye family and I don't have much affection." Fan Xian said, but he thought of the girl with bright eyes like gems.

"Not now, it doesn't mean there is no in the future." Fan Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "What I am interested in is why Your Majesty is so guarding against you."

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Father, look at the matter this time, will it be arranged by the emperor?"

In the outskirts of Kyoto, he mobilized the military to kill people, and even moved the city crossbow. As a result, as the Supervisory Office, he was in charge of the world's intelligence, he was not prepared at all! Whenever he thought of this, Fan Xian always felt that behind the valley ambush was definitely not just the madness of the eldest princess, but something deeper should be hidden. On the list of his suspicions, the emperor was naturally ranked first, and as for the second...

"It's not your majesty." Fan Jian suddenly said quietly: "It's too late for him to love you and spoil you. How could he kill you... unless... he's going to die."

Fan Xian was silent and asked, "It can make both the Kyoto Governor and the Supervisory Office lose their service at the same time... Who can have this power except Your Majesty? The eldest princess and Yan Xiaoyi?"
Chapter completed!