Chapter 37: People in the temple cannot help themselves

"What should I do?" The strange color in Fei Jie's pupils became stronger and stronger, and his messy hair was burning like a flame. "The fool only knows what to do. But the dean, I must remind you that even if you hide yourself deeper, you have already involved so many people. If something happens in the future, Your Majesty will always doubt you."

Chen Pingping gently patted her knees like frozen wood, stretched out her two fingers, and said, "What you said is... Your Majesty wins, so that he may doubt me. I never deny this, because the fact is that although I have mastered 99% of the secrets in this world, I still cannot touch one percent of the place."

"For example, Emperor Xin."

"So I will choose to split. Not so isn't enough to convince, not enough to allow the child to live happily afterwards."

Separation is to use blood and fire to separate, and to use the most real breath of death to separate. Fei Jie was the old man back then and has always been in the Supervisory Office. There is no doubt that he is the person with the clearest grasp of Chen Pingping's true thoughts in the world. Although Fei Jie is still confused about the ultimate goal of the dean, he immediately understood the word "separation".

After several years, the snipers in the valley will be like a layer of paper, or a piece of cloth, or a piece of black cloth? It covers Chen Pingping's heart and blocks the scorching and suspicious gaze from the dragon throne for a young man.

"What if Your Majesty loses?" This is the question that Fei Jie is most worried about. After all, Your Majesty is Fan Xian's man. If he wins, at least Fan Xian, who seems loyal at the moment, will not have too much problem. But once the princess gets the world, Fan Xian wants to die. I am afraid that he can't die too beautifully.

"Don't underestimate this child Fan Xian." Chen Pingping reiterated her last finger, and her right hand, which was not very big, clenched into a hard fist. "Fan Xian is like this fist. He has strength, and all five fingers are held in his palm, like a foreshadowing. I don't know what the child is thinking very well. But I can vaguely guess."

"If your fingers are exposed outside, they are easily cut off. If you pinch them in your fists, it is much safer. You may pop out and hit someone at any time." Chen Pingping laughed and said with a sharp smile: "If we old men are not dead, how can the mad girl, the eldest princess, easily control the world? Fan Xian sent his brothers and sisters to Northern Qi, and did so many things with the North in private. Why is this? Isn't he just preparing for all this? He can hide his thoughts from others, can he hide them from me?"

This is true. Fan Xian secretly transferred his power to the north, and he still relied on the resources of the Supervision Bureau. As the ancestor of the Supervision Bureau, Chen Pingping could not guess what he could not guess?

Chen Pingping lowered her head slightly and pulled the wool blanket on her knees up. She said, "This guy actually thinks farther than everyone in the court, and the arrangements for the back road are more solid than everyone. I bet that even if he can't stay in Nanqing in the future, the world will still change because of him. The foundation of Northern Qi is still there, you think about it yourself."

Fei Jie opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he sighed, "This is treason."

Chen Pingping sneered and said, "How can the word "rebellion be made" if the country is not? What's more, for that child, there is nothing to do with this country."

Fei Jie understood the dean's psychological feelings, but still couldn't help but shake his head: "Did Fan Xian have already grasped the secret of the inner warehouse?"

"I don't know." Chen Pingping lowered her head and said, "But she has been in Jiangnan for a year. If this kid doesn't find a way to put the manufacturing technology of Neiku into his own hands, I don't believe it at all."

If Fan Xian was present at this time, he would definitely be impressed by the old lame man. His thoughts and thoughts were completely guessed by the other party.

"If there is a real chaos in the future, Fan Xian will go directly to Northern Qi." Chen Pingping sighed, "Even if our Daqing Dynasty is extremely unhappy, just relying on the eldest princess and Ye Qin's families, can the Northern Qi Dynasty be destroyed? One is reduced and the other is rising. The national fortune is changed, I am afraid that the general trend of the world will be reversed."

Fei Jie shook his head: "It's just an internal warehouse. Even if Fan Xian has the ability to master half of the craftsmanship, he can only make the Northern Qi court earn more money and can't change anything."

"I can't change anything?" Chen Pingping sneered: "There is nothing more important than money in this world. The lady said this back then... It's just that the lady is not as greedy and cruel as Fan Xian."

"Will Fan Xian really do this?" Fei Jie sighed: "But he is from Daqing after all, and he goes to help the enemy country... I don't believe it."

He continued, "Then he might as well choose to stand by His Majesty and take care of the court for His Majesty. Once he goes to a foreign country to be a guest minister, even if the Northern Qi respects him, he will be just a favored minister without personal freedom. What are the benefits?"

"It's amazing to say." Chen Pingping smiled and said, "Although I have never said anything to him, I believe Fan Jian won't say anything, but Fan Xian always seems to have a deep hidden knot for His Majesty... This child can tolerate it, and I have only recently discovered this. Since there is a knot in his heart, it's no wonder he has been looking for a way out... Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe is like this. If Fan Shangshu really resigned from his post a few years ago, I think Fan Xian will arrange for him to go back to Danzhou to retire."

"The place in Danzhou is good. It takes less than a few days to take a boat to Dongyi City. My Daqing Dynasty navy could not stop it... It was closer from Dongyi City to Northern Qi."

Fei Jie shook his head: "I thought it was too mysterious. No matter how smart Fan Xian is, he is just a young man under twenty years old. How could he calculate things to such a long future? I said before that Northern Qi is a foreign country after all, so what is he sure to gain the trust of the Northern Qi royal family? It is not good for me to be an emperor... I insist on being someone else's minister."

"This is just my guess." Chen Pingping blinked her tired eyes and said, "Who knows how it will develop in the future? But I think Fan Xian should have a clear idea about whether Northern Qi will accept Nan Qing's escaped ministers. At least in the past two years, he has no need to think about this problem... Don't forget the village girl named Haitang. Fan Xian spent so much effort to trick such a woman with a bad appearance to get started. If you say that this boy has no idea about conspiracy, I don't believe it."

Will Fan Xian, who is recovering from his injuries far away in Kyoto, feel unfair?

"As for the Northern Qi royal family..." Chen Pingping frowned and said, "The empress dowager is almost unable to control her. Ku He has not spoken. The young generation in her own family has joined the hands of the little emperor. In two years, the little emperor of Northern Qi will have great power.... For some reason, the little emperor really trusts Fan Xian. He let go of so much money... he can't figure it out. He can't figure it out."

It’s rare that there are things in this world that Chen Pingping can’t figure out.

"Anyway, this is something that will happen many years later." Chen Pingping coughed twice, and a look of comfort appeared on her face. "Maybe, no, maybe, at that time, I was already dead. What should I do if I do so much? I just feel very relieved, and I feel relieved that Yu Fan Xian did not let me down on my training."

"In the yard, I once said a few words to him to raise his eyes."

"He did a good job, although there were often problems with details. He made sufficient preparations for the general trend." Chen Pingping Lao Huai comforted: "It is just a matter of a country and a country. His heart is now in the world. This is just that. He is naturally one level higher than Li Yunrui and has begun to approach our great Majesty."

Fei Jie thought for a while and said, "The Dean said I was confused again today. I just wanted to ask about the sniping in the valley, but I didn't expect to involve the world."

Chen Pingping laughed and said, "I think you'd better go to the Fan Mansion to see your disciple's injuries at this time."

Fei Jie shook his head and prepared to leave.

Chen Pingping suddenly said, "Tell him that he can't leave. At least I'm not dead yet."

Fan Xian didn't think about leaving. Those arrangements were just a last way out just in case. Qiye traveled between the three major squares in northern Fujian and Hangzhou, taking a strange risk to let himself quietly copy a thick piece of internal warehousing file. He was not prepared to take it to Northern Qi now.

He was not that stupid. Although he didn't know why the young emperor of Northern Qi admired him so much, he also knew that his roots were in Qing Kingdom. If he could live so freely in Qing Kingdom, a fool would have played a thousand-mile war.

It’s just that the back path must be prepared.

Besides, there are so many enemies and enemies in the Kyoto country of Qing. If he doesn’t clean up these guys, don’t help the third brother to the position, and don’t let Qing country still be peaceful and peaceful, how can he let go?

Just as Chen Pingping was unwilling to accept it, although Fan Xian learned to look at the general trend from a world perspective under the guidance of the old man, he was actually unwilling to accept it.

In fact, it is very easy for Fan Xian to let go. When Uncle Wu Zhu recovered and came back, he and Uncle Wu Zhu were single and drifted away. He took a boat in Quanzhou to see the Western world to see the Western scenery, and found those extremely mysterious but extremely cowardly mages to fight and have a few Helens. It was extremely happy.

I guess even the emperor, Ye Liuyun, Sigujian, Kuhe... the three major forces in the world dare not easily stop them. Even the army would not be able to leave this pair of masters and servants in a certain place.

Just staying is often not because of footsteps, but because of the mental ties. Fan Xian is a person with a wife and concubine, as well as father, grandmother, brothers, sisters, friends, and subordinates...

When people are in the world, they cannot help themselves. In fact, when people are in the temple, they cannot help themselves.

Even though he could not easily leave, Fan Xian chose to stay and vigorously expanded his power, prepared for his own way of retreat, and was always ready to fight to the death with those forces that dared to hurt him in this difficult court.

So when he lay on the celebration and listened to the teacher relaying Chen Pingping's last words, although he was shocked by the old lame man's eyes as if they were torched, his face was calm, his lips were slightly raised, and he said sarcastically: "Is the old man confused and talking nonsense? Where can I go?"

Fei Jie looked at his apprentice's most proud apprentice and found that what the boy said seemed to be sincere. He also felt that Dean Chen seemed to think too complicatedly, and treated everyone in the world as an old fox like him. Although he was a master of poison, he was far inferior to Chen Pingping in some aspects, and even worse than Fan Xian, so he couldn't see that the little fox actually smiled sweetly.

"I'll take a look at your injuries."

Fan Xian shook his head and smiled, "Teacher, I can't cure this little injury myself, so wouldn't it be enough to throw away your face?"

Suddenly he thought of something, he took out a kraft paper bag around him and handed it to Fei Jie. Fei Jie held it in his hand and asked, "What's it?"

Fan Xian was silent for a moment and said, "I tried it in Hangzhou for half a year and found a few medicines. It seems that they can neutralize the domineering spirit in the smoke of ice. I can see if Wan'er can get pregnant. But I don't trust myself a lot, so I ask the teacher to help me."

Fei Jie was silent, thinking that this boy was surviving in the valley. Now Kyoto is in panic. No one knows what the palace and the Supervisory Office will do. Unexpectedly, this boy actually had the leisure to remember to study medicine for his wife. Lin Wan'er was unable to have children after taking a cigarette. Of course, Fei Jie knew it. He felt a little embarrassed to see Fan Xian. Seeing him clear today, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Fan Xian smiled gently: "Teacher, don't think too much. You have worked hard to cure Wan'er's tuberculosis. The disciple is grateful. Actually, I don't care much about it myself, but Wan'er really wants a child, so please worry more."

Fei Jie sighed and agreed, and suddenly discovered a fact. Today, he was going to Chenyuan to settle accounts with the dean and seek justice for Fan Xian, but in the end he was persuaded by the dean to come to Fan Xian as a way to explore the way. As a result, he didn't say anything in the bedroom of Fan's mansion and asked Fan Xian to do medicine.

After busy working hard, nothing was done on this day. Fei Jie was a little annoyed and stared at Fan Xian's eyes and said, "I'm too lazy to guess what you two old and young are thinking. You can say anything in person."

Fan Xian chuckled and said, "I'll go to Chenyuan tomorrow."

"You are still injured." Fei Jie said worriedly: "What's more, after you were assassinated, Your Majesty was furious, but the investigation did not make any progress... Kyoto was talking a lot, and it was not very peaceful. I don't think it's appropriate for you to leave the mansion and leave the capital at this time."

Fan Xian said calmly: "Don't worry, teacher, I will never give anyone a chance to hurt myself again."

On the second day, it was still outside Chenyuan. The wooden door slowly opened. The countless killers and various institutions lurking outside Chenyuan did not feel any warning because of the visitors.

Perhaps it was because the young official who came was also sitting in a wheelchair.

Fan Xian sat in a wheelchair, slightly tilted his body to avoid the wound behind him and let the old servant push him under the stone steps.

Chen Pingping was also sitting in a wheelchair with a wool blanket on her lap.
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