Chapter 105: The Lord’s Reason (Part 2)

Yes, Fan Xian did not run away, but he ran away near. In short, he was walking on the road far away from Jiangnan, Kyoto, and the center of the Qingguo political storm. Because he knew that no matter how the situation in Kyoto developed, the emperor had already decided, and no one could stop the abolition of the crown prince.

Since that's the case, any move he did seemed a little unnecessary, and he was worried that when the emperor sacrificed the sky, he would pull himself back to Kyoto and stand in front of him as a human-shaped shield - the prince was deposed, there would definitely be many turbulent flows in the court. After all, Fan Xian calculated that the emperor would definitely let himself hedge against those turbulent flows and re-stabilize the balance of the court.

During these days, his mood was a little depressed. As mentioned in the previous article, issues about life always surfed in his mind. He did not have the energy to pay attention to these things - he knew in his heart that at this time, the farther he escaped, the smarter he would be.

Moreover, whenever Fan Xian thought of the Emperor of Qing Dynasty making such a decision in the beautiful and lonely Qing Temple, he felt a little weird and uncomfortable. The temple was the place where he first met Lin Wan'er, the place where he and his wife had a relationship, but now it has become a place for power struggle, which is really annoying.

So he chose to stay away.

When Yan Xiaoyi led tens of thousands of elite troops to attack Beiying for a night attack, Fan Xian also boarded a large ship on a slightly dull night, heading straight from Hangzhou to the mouth of the sea, preparing to go around the undulating coastline in the east of Qing Kingdom to conduct a harmonious journey.

This trip was not notified before the emperor's decree arrived, and Xue Qing was not notified. The process was very secret - Fan Xian didn't want to participate in this matter anymore. So he ran very firmly. If the Emperor of Qing found that his decree to summon him could not be delivered to anyone, he might be angry, but he could not blame him.

He was an imperial envoy on the Jiangnan Road and needed to sit in the yamen. The only thing he needed to sit in the yamen was the Neiku area. This time he disguised himself as he inspected the East Road of the Neiku. However, his destination was Danzhou.

There are two purposes for returning to Danzhou. On the one hand, he was to see his grandmother. The housekeeper in the Danzhou house wrote to him that his grandmother was not in good health recently, which made him very worried. On the other hand, he wanted to ask his grandmother for his opinions on the complex situation in Qingguo and the world in the future. He grew up next to his grandmother's place in Danzhou since he was a child and was taught by him. Whenever his attitude became a little chaotic and uncontrollable, he always subconsciously wanted to ask his grandmother to give advice.

Maybe my grandmother couldn't help him, but at least she could calm him down.

The big ship left the estuary and walked forward with the rising sun in the east. Fan Xian had only had time to appreciate the magnificent scenery between heaven and earth, and returned to the cabin again, sitting next to the large box of silver. He turned his head and started counting.

What he counted was the Cangzhou Victory Report sandwiched in the court newspaper. Fan Xian counted it over and over again, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with this victory. It was just that the time of this war or local battle occurred was a bit strange - he frowned - he had already started to arrange it these days. Once the situation in Qingguo was settled, what should he do, whether the Supervisory Office should give it up, and how the emperor would arrange it, but after careful consideration, he always felt that he thought too early.

If a cunning rabbit dies, even if the lackeys don’t get into the pot, they don’t eat too much meat. But the problem now is that a cunning rabbit is not only not dead, but has always been acting too honest.

To be precise, the eldest princess Li Yunrui has not died for a day, and Fan Xian does not think that this matter will come to a perfect end.

A few days later, the matter of the abandoned storage area in Kyoto should be in the later stage, but Fan Xian was alone at the sea and did not know the progress of the matter. Because he did not want to receive the imperial edict, he even temporarily disconnected the ship from the intelligence system of the Supervision Bureau, like a black aircraft with anti-radar function, floating alone on the sea.

On this day, the ship arrived at a small town on Jiangbei Road. The civilian ship he was riding was modified from the inspector's warship, and most people couldn't see the problem, so he thought that the journey back to Danzhou would be unobtrusive.

Unexpectedly, the officials in the small town respectfully sent generous gifts, and without asking for a meeting, they took them away.

Fan Xian was a little confused and wondered how this little official guessed that he was on the boat?

Wang Qinian smiled and said, "The great man is too imposing."

This flattery was so bad, so Fan Xian expressed his dissatisfaction and turned his attention to another brother named Wang.

Wang Shisanlang glanced at him, shrugged and said, "Who knows? I think you seem very happy to receive the gift."

Fan Xian was a little unhappy when he told him about his vain side. Wang Shisanlang smiled happily, walked to the side of the boat, holding the green banner in his hand, like a small sail, looking very funny.

The most important thing in the officialdom is the sound of ventilation. The officials in that small town knew that Lord Tiss of the Supervision Bureau was on the boat, so the people of the prefectures and counties in the entire coastal area knew the news.

From that day on, the ships walked north along the coastline and stopped somewhere, and local officials came to give gifts, but they seemed to guess that Fan Xian didn't want to meet, so they didn't ask for a meeting.

After walking and stopping for more than ten days, fourteen people actually boarded the boat to send gifts and greet them.

Fan Xian sat at the bow of the boat, looking at the "big green jade" passing by the boat - it was the Dadongshan who was cut in half by the sky sword. He was still in a daze. Why was his whereabouts noticed?

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's getting farther and farther away from Kyoto and the emperor, Fan Xian's mood is getting easier. Instead, he is a little immersed in the scenery along the way, and the officials along the way serve the scenery like grandsons.

In another world, another world, there was a drunk Linghu who took a boat on the Yellow River, receiving countless gifts in a daze, receiving countless verbal benefits, and physical pain in his limbs, but I believe that the senior brother's vanity must have been greatly satisfied. Especially in front of the shameless junior brother and sister.

Today, Fan Xian took a boat to the East China Sea and received countless great gifts in a daze. Although no one dared to disturb him, his vanity was also satisfied, especially when the storm in Kyoto was in full swing, he could float on the sea. The road was so happy. This feeling was really pleasant.

Even if this pleasure is only temporary.

The boat passed the isolated seaside, like a half-jade sword piercing the Dadong Mountain behind the sky. When I turned two more turns, I could not see the temple on the mountainside, and then I approached Danzhou Port.

This sea route is Fan Xian's second time. He doesn't have the impact of the magnificent Dadong Mountain as it was for the first time, but he still feels a trembling heart.

The big ship was moored at Danzhou Port and no officials came to greet him. Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief. He brought Gundam and several tiger guards and six swordsmen, and came to the door of the old house in Danzhou amid the fiery eyes and endless invitations from the people of Danzhou.

Fan Xian smiled and thought, "Didn't you just come back a year ago?" Why are these people still so enthusiastic and excited?" He reached out and knocked on the familiar wooden door of the old house.

However, when his fingers just fell on the door, his brows frowned, and he clearly felt that there were countless pairs of vigilant gazes around the house falling to him, but the owner of these gazes obviously knew how to hide his body, so that he did not find out where the other party was in a short period of time.

Countless auras, either light or dark, were filled with a suffocating sense of oppression. Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, bent his knees slightly, grabbed the trigger of the sleeve crossbow with his left hand, and his right hand sags naturally, ready to hold the slender black dagger in his boots at any time.

The king of land followed him, his face remained unchanged, and the sword was flat and the sword was half exposed, and the cold light appeared slightly, and the hilt of the sword was at the most convenient place where Fan Xian reached out and pulled out.

Wang Shisanlang's eyes were lowered and he held the blue banner tightly.

Several tiger guards led by Gundam also sensed the abnormality, frowned slightly, and had already grasped the hilt of the long sword with both hands.

Only the swordsmen at the sixth department of the Supervision Bureau responded slightly slower, but they kept following Lord Tissi in a mess and suddenly encountered the enemy situation. Naturally, they leaned towards the shops on the street. Taking advantage of the darkness of the building, they were ready to sneak into the darkness at any time and have the most direct conflict with the lurking enemies.

Fan Xian is a very afraid of death, so although he has not brought many people, he is the most powerful character in the world. In the past, there was a shadow and a begonia as a striker, but now Wang Shisanlang is a warrior, and with him, a tiger guard and a swordsman, such a powerful defensive power, even if a great master comes, Fan Xian is confident that he can support several rounds.

In other words, he was always ready to welcome the assassination of a great master.

However, outside the old house in Danzhou today, Fan Xian felt the oppression brought to him by the hidden people around him. This feeling of oppression still came from one person, which proves that the person who came is not a great master. Who else in this world can gather so many masters?

Fan Xian frowned and suddenly smiled bitterly.

The wooden door of the old residential area of ​​Fanfu in Danzhou was slowly opened. With a creaking sound, the tense atmosphere of confrontation between the venue immediately disappeared.

A very familiar face appeared inside the door, but this face should never appear in Danzhou!

"Master Ren." Fan Xian looked at Ren Shaoan, the chief minister of Taichang Temple in the house and said with a wry smile: "Why are you waiting for me at my house?"

Ren Shaoan smiled, but did not say hello to him, and gestured to invite him. Fan Xian paused slightly, looked back at Wang Shisanlang, Wang Shisanlang smiled and stayed outside the house with the swordsman from the Sixth Department of the Supervision Bureau.

Fan Xian took Wang Qinian, Gundam and others to the old house, walking all the way, and did not find anything unusual, but he could feel that this courtyard, which was extremely quiet in previous years, was full of tension today. There were countless masters hidden outside the wall behind the trees.

When he walked to the door of the backyard, Ren Shaoan stopped and a eunuch picked up Fan Xian with a smile on his face.

Fan Xian's smile on his face became more and more bitter, and he looked at Eunuch Yao for a long time and couldn't speak.

When I walked to the small building in the backyard, several officials were waiting quietly on the first floor. Seeing Fan Xian come in, they all stood up to salute. Fan Xian replied to the gifts one by one, and recognized the Minister of Rites and the Imperial Heavenly Prison.

Eunuch Yao was sent to the first floor. Fan Xian carried the front panel and walked heavily to the second floor. Grandma lived on the second floor.

After lifting the pearl curtain outside the second floor, Fan Xian walked in steadily. Looking at the slightly sick grandmother on her face, a hint of heartache flashed across her face, and looking at the middle-aged man holding her grandmother's hand next to the couch, a hint of palpitations flashed across her heart.

He walked to the couch, knelt down properly, kowtowed to the two of them, and then said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, why are you... here?"

At this time, Fan Xian was shocked and helpless. He left Hangzhou to Danzhou this time and watched the scenery along the way. He thought he was as casual as a senior brother. He waved his sleeves and left the matter of abolishing the crown prince behind... He never thought that his master Yue Buqun was waiting for him here.

"Can I come?" The emperor looked at Fan Xian with a puzzled smile on his face and said slowly: "You are a decent imperial envoy, but you actually came to Danzhou. I remember that you just let you go to Jiangnan Road, but you didn't let you take care of Dongshan Road."

Fan Xian said with a bitter face: "It is mainly to check Neikuxing East Road. After crossing Jiangbei Road, he thought that he was not far from Danzhou, so he came to see his grandmother. I heard that his grandmother was in poor health and he was the one who was a grandson..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor was already slightly angry and said, "Filial piety is not something used as an excuse... Escape, I see where else can you escape!"

Fan Xian was dumbfounded, thinking that you want to depose the prince, but he just doesn't want to join in, so he won't be so angry, right? But he had endless doubts and worries in his heart at this time, and he wouldn't be so stupid as to fight with the emperor. He said with a smile: "I am an ant in His Majesty's hand, and I can't escape from my palms even if I run away."

This flattery obviously did not change the emperor's mood, but the emperor did not seem to want to pursue the matter and said lightly: "Since you are here to fulfill your filial piety, hurry up and take a look. If it is not cured, carefully take care of your skin!"

After saying this, the emperor stood up and whispered in the old lady's ear: "Mom, you should raise your care. I will come to see you again in the evening."

Then he walked out of the room on the second floor and threw down Fan Xian, who was confused.

Fan Xian rubbed his legs and stood up, sat down next to his grandmother's side, and put his fingers on his grandmother's pulse. After a while, his body became soft and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The old lady smiled and said, "You monkey, aren't you afraid of scaring me like this? My body is fine, you are afraid that something else is right."

Fan Xian felt speechless.

What he was really afraid of was other things. The emperor actually came to Danzhou without knowing it. Isn’t it an empty palace in Kyoto? At the critical moment of deposing the prince, why did the emperor dare to stay away from Kyoto!
Chapter completed!