Chapter 135: Never draw the sword when killing people

Before Yan Bingyun went out, he was called away by Fan Xian. After a moment of silence, Fan Xian asked in a low voice: "Is there any news about Hong Changqing and Qi Nian's group?"

After escaping from Dadong Mountain, Fan Xian rushed straight to Danzhou, and the confidants on the white sailboat were all dispersed during the pursuit. Although Yan Xiaoyi died in the end, Fan Xian was always worried about the life and death of Qingwa and his confidants. Since the rebels had the ability to seal Dadong Mountain, the prefectures and counties also gave rewards as the princess wished, so they naturally had a way to seal the road back to Beijing from Dongshan Road.

Yan Bingyun's thin lips were pursed tightly, and after a while, he said, "There is no news." He glanced at Fan Xian and said that he had been away from the hospital for a month and did not have a sufficient understanding of this information.

Fan Xian shook his head: "Don't comfort me, no news is bad news."

"Okay, I admit that I still have channels to know the information in the hospital." Yan Bingyun looked at him and said, "There is something very strange. The intelligence system on Dongshan Road, I am referring to not only the information in the hospital, but all the information feedback systems seem to have expired. The latest news came three days ago."

Hearing this news, Fan Xian's heart tightened, sweat gradually oozing out of his palms, his mouth was a little dry, but his face was so strong that he pretended to be calm, and forced himself to say, "I can't deal with other places for the time being, let's get things done in Kyoto first."

Yan Bingyun dusted the dust on his light shirt, lowered his head and said, "You gave me your waist card. If you hand over the command of more than a thousand people to me, do you want to give me a strategy?"

Fan Xian lowered his head and was silent for a while, then said, "Do as set."

Yan Bingyun glanced at him, frowned, and said, "Many people will die."

"I don't want to die myself." Fan Xian looked back at him with a cold face and said, "I ask you to control the Thirteen City Gate Division, which is the key to the problem."

Yan Bingyun did not express his determination to show his loyalty. He just shook his head directly and said, "Just relying on the Supervision Bureau, he cannot control the Thirteen City Gate Division at all."

"The Empress Dowager is in charge of the City Gate Division and will not allow the Qin and Ye families troops to enter Beijing." Fan Xian looked at Yan Bingyun and said, "The old man doesn't want Kyoto to fall into war. What we need to do is to help the palace control."

The Thirteen City Gate Division is actually just a yamen, which controls the nine city gates inside and outside Kyoto. If the eldest princess had been infiltration of the Thirteen City Gate Division, I am afraid that the control of the City Gate Division would have been taken away from the empress dowager at this time.

Yan Bingyun shook his head: "Go to one's life in one's door. This is a very stupid plan."

Fan Xian smiled slightly and said, "There is no choice. There is only the imperial guards who dare not count on them all. They dare not fight hard with the Qin Ye family in Kyoto... They all say that Ye has returned to Dingzhou, but who would believe it?"

"What should I do if the Thirteen City Gate Division can't be defended?" Yan Bingyun said slightly: "When it comes to cultivating close friends in the court, you and I are not the opponents of those older generation figures. There must be someone in the City Gate Division."

Fan Xian laughed at himself and stood up. He patted Yan Bingyun on the shoulder: "Even if the Qin army cannot be stopped from entering Beijing, at least when the Qin family will arrive, how many people will arrive, and how, you can always find out in advance."

Yan Bingyun's shoulders were cold. He looked at Fan Xian with a slight shock.

Fan Xian looked at him calmly: "You said that the older generation likes to play this kind of betrayal and death scene... I know that there are people under the old lame man... who are preparing to kill the old Qin family's death scene."

Yan Bingyun smiled bitterly.

"If I'm not mistaken, your father is the dean who has buried his pawns on Mr. Qin for decades." Fan Xian said with a smile: "In this way, what the Qin army has to do is within your control of me. It should be feasible to strive for a perfect time difference."

Yan Bingyun sighed, bowed, and left Sun's mansion silently.

After Yan Bingyun left, Fan Xian began to sit in Miss Sun Pin'er's boudoir and wrench his fingers. He was not counting how much money he earned after he was reborn, but counting the time. He calculated the power he could control and what kind of fluctuations he could cause in Kyoto. After all, he had to admit that if the army of Qin and Ye families entered Beijing, he would have to fight guerrillas.

So before the army entered the capital, he had to launch a thunderous attack on the forces in the palace, Wan'er, Ning Cairen, Yi Guipin, and the third brother who is not sure what his mood is. He had to rescue several people.

As long as these people were rescued, he was not afraid of anything - he used heavy sniper to fight guerrillas, Fan Xian could not imagine who could do anything to him.

But I still felt a little frustrated. At least I could not have a head-on battle with the eldest princess, which made him have to choose to retreat with one blow. With this in mind, he couldn't help but start to shake his head, thinking that if His Majesty knew that the Qing Congress today had fallen into such a situation, would he regret that he was strictly forbidden to have any contact with the military?

The seven elite soldiers in the world were not available for their own use. Fan Xian smiled bitterly and speechlessly.

However, Fan Xian was still full of confidence. He stood up, walked to the window and looked at the lights that were gradually extinguished outside the window. His face became calm. He began to have some optimistic judgments about this matter, and his confidence in some elders became more and more.

"Mr. Little Mr. Fan." Seeing Yan Bingyun leave, the lady of the Sun family who had been sitting quietly in her room walked out reluctantly. At this time, she was no longer as excited and panic as before, and she replied to the self-pride and restraint that a lady should have. Only by occasionally looking at Fan Xian will she reveal her complex emotions.

"I'm safe." Fan Xian replied with a very gentle salute.

Sun Pin'er was filled with emotion and vaguely guessed what Mr. Xiaofan was discussing with the famous Young Master Xiaoyan before. She couldn't help but feel a little scared. She was also a little excited because she thought she could help Mr. Xiaofan. She lowered her head and said softly: "Mr. Xiaofan, I am just a daughter's house. I don't know what happened in the court, but I..."

She raised her face and looked at Fan Xian bravely: "But I believe in you. So please speak out for whatever you need me to do."

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "The court is now in power. The king has no lords, the ministers are not ministers, the sons are not sons, and the country is not a country. I have abandoned this body of flesh and blood. I also want to try to pull the traitors and evil men on the dragon throne in the palace. If the girl is willing to help me, she doesn't have to do anything, she just needs to be sheltered here for a few days."

Sun Pin'er was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao Fan asked so little, he was a little disappointed. He pursed his lips and plucked up the courage and said, "Sir, my father should be helpful to you."

Fan Xian smiled. He didn't explain anything. In fact, the Sun Mansion is now the central place, which has helped him a lot. At least from now on, he can easily contact his subordinates in Kyoto through Yan Bingyun. The beginning of the entire plan started from the lady's boudoir.

"If you have the opportunity, you really need to introduce Lingzun to you. There are many things that need Lord Sun to help you." Fan Xian dared not completely believe in a girl's house. It can be said that the prefect of Kyoto changed its position. However, with Sun Pin'er, he was just waiting for the opportunity to change. When Fan Xian's side was dominant, Lord Sun might not do some icing moves, and Fan Xian would not refuse.

Sun Pin'er's face became ashamed and became stronger. After a while, he bit his lower lip and said, "Actually...Pin'er is really unfilial, so he dares to ask Lord Xiao Fan... and please be more tolerant to your father."

Lord Sun captured Fan Xian according to the order of the Empress Dowager. Sun Pin'er hid him in his boudoir. Once Fan Xian really turned over in the future, who would know how he would deal with the people who had harmed him? Sun Pin'er knew in his heart that the dispute over imperial power was so bloody. His impulsive actions were afraid that they would harm their father in the future, so there was a saying of unfilial piety.

Fan Xian sighed and looked at the weak girl's house with pity. A little guilty surged in his heart and comforted him: "Don't worry, girl. If the court is in a good way, safeguard... at least your life is free. If he is willing to repent, he will be a hero."

Sun Pin'er was able to fulfill his promise and wiped away the new tears happily. He never thought about whether the politician's promises would count. He deeply blessed Fan Xian: "Thank you little Mr. Fan."

"I should thank the girl." Fan Xian bowed deeply and said gently to Sun Pin'er, "Although Anzhi can't be called a good person, he is not a killer. In Kyoto, Anzhi also hopes that the Empress Dowager can see the truth clearly and respond peacefully without bleeding."

The two bowed each other, as if they were worshiping the sky and the earth. They realized that they were not suitable, so they stood up. Fan Xian turned around and looked at the lonely sky outside the window. Yin Liyue laughed at himself in his heart, how could it be the murderous sky like such a clear night?

There were some mysterious shadows outside the Prince's Mansion, but the guards in charge of the royal palace would not even look at each other because they knew that those were spies from the inner court, and perhaps some eyeliners from the Privy Council, but everyone knew each other's existence, and no one would take the lead in provoking anything.

The prince is now in charge of the imperial guards. As long as the military power is not cut off for a day, all forces in Kyoto must maintain supreme respect and flattery for this palace.

Since the news of His Majesty's assassination came out, the Empress Dowager closed the palace gate and strictly ordered to suppress all parties, and the Prince's Mansion became the focus of the major forces in Kyoto. The eldest prince herself has been even more strict in protecting the princess' family and the servants in the mansion to a shocking level.

After all, he was the commander of the Western Expedition Army back then. At this critical moment, he completely showed up. He actually transferred a team of 500 imperial guards to surround his palace. In this way, even if something happened in the palace, the eldest prince's confidants could maintain the safety of the palace until the last moment.

As for whether this combination is in harmony or not, no one dares to make any statement, because the largest number of troops in the capital is in the hands of the eldest prince, and no one wants to do this - with the empress dowager's acquiesce.

And those civil officials who had enough courage to speak... were all arrested in the Tai Chi Hall today.

There is no king in Qing Kingdom now, so whoever has more soldiers will have louder voices.

He and the second housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion walked out of the door compartment next to the gate, lowered his voice and said something to the guards, as if he was expressing condolences. Then he walked out of the guards and arranged a carriage after he went to the mansion.

With the sound of horse hooves, a carriage marked with the royal palace drove out of the darkness and stopped in front of the stone steps of the royal palace. The imperial guards who were guarding the palace around the royal palace turned their eyes over, but there was no reaction.

Today, Kyoto naturally implements a very rigorous curfew. Except for those forces who pursue Fan Xian in various yards, the streets are basically empty. According to theory, no one is allowed to travel late at night. However, the second steward of the Grand Prince's Mansion was to be on the carriage, and the imperial guards naturally pretended not to see it.

The second housekeeper gently greeted the imperial guards and stood on the stone steps. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the darkness in the corners of the streets and alleys. He knew that in the darkness, there were countless people peeking at their whereabouts, but he was not worried about anything. He was going to meet the counselor in the princess's mansion and arrange for both sides to take action next.

It was the second housekeeper, the man who sent Fan Xian’s whereabouts in Yangcong Lane to the eldest princess, sent Fan Xian’s whereabouts in Yangcong Lane to the eldest princess without telling the princess in secret.

The second housekeeper's brows gradually stretched. He was responsible for the emperor's order, so he did not take the princess' anger seriously. There were many things that needed to be executed first and then reported. Especially although the eldest prince sent the imperial guards here, others were forced to stay in the palace. It was impossible to know what was going on in the palace. Fan Xian was betrayed by the people in his palace.

He smiled and walked down the stairs, ready to board the carriage.

With a steady right hand, he slowly lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the second housekeeper's pupils narrowed nervously, because in the carriage that should have been empty, there were several men in black looking at him coldly!

Then the second housekeeper felt a bone-broken chill, following several holes in his body and invaded his brain. After the chill, there was endless pain.

He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't shout a byte, so he could only breathe with difficulty, lowered his head, and finally saw the three iron rods that suddenly appeared on his body!

The cold subway drill ruthlessly pierced into his body, stringing him up like an innocent chick to be slaughtered. The warm blood flowed out along the bleeding groove on the iron drill.

"Five places!"

At this moment before his death, the second housekeeper finally recognized the identity of the assassin. He knew that the sage was his most famous colleagues in the south. He accepted his fate in despair.

He betrayed Fan Xian, and he should have known that he would face endless sniping by the Supervision Bureau, but he did not expect that in just a few hours, the Supervision Bureau, which was like a loose sand, would have regained its powerful action power.

Before she could think, the second butler held the iron rod on his chest weakly, softened down the carriage, and fell to the ground with a bang, blood flowing, and there was no vitality.

The first person to discover the assassination at the gate of the royal palace was of course the guards who were close to each other. However, they were shocked by the bloody scene and did not react for a while. They could only watch the second housekeeper, who was trusted by the princess, was stabbed to death by three iron rods, and fell into a pool of blood, twitching constantly.

And the carriage started to move at a very fast time, ran over the second housekeeper's body, and rushed towards the darkness.

The spies watching this scene in the dark corners were stunned. They never thought that someone could stab the butler to death at the gate of the prince's mansion with strict defense. I wonder how those people hid in the prince's own carriage, and there was no trace of them.

Naturally, these spies would not snatch up to catch the assassins in the carriage, but opened their eyes excitedly and watched the good scene. They all guessed who had acted first and what should they repay their master after they went back later.

"kill!"

The imperial guards arranged in the external control of the royal palace were slightly stunned and reacted as quickly as possible, shouted in unison, and stabbed the carriage with a spear in his hand.

With a few sounds of Titicaca, the horse pulling the horse was slammed and was slaughtered to the ground. The lethality of the encirclement of the imperial guards was really terrible. The spears all came out, the horse fell to the ground, and the dust was shaken, and the carriage was also stuck in the street.

After all, the encirclement was not completed. There was a gap in the direction of the street entrance. The carriage rang into countless pieces with a sound. Then a large amount of thick smoke was blown out of the carriage. The smoke should have poisonous gas, which forced the surrounding imperial guards back a little and coughed continuously.

Three and five assassins in the car turned into three black shadows, and with the cover of poisonous smoke, they rushed out of the gap and disappeared into the dark night in Kyoto before the imperial guards surrounded him.

Only a gloomy and cold declaration was left.

"This is the end of betraying Mr. Fan!"

At the gate of the palace, the poisonous smoke disappeared, the housekeeper died, the imperial guards were poisoned and treated, and there was a sad and tense scene, and everyone's hearts were still echoing the words left by the assassin - yes, except for the terrible professional assassins in the Supervision House, who has the ability and the courage to assassinate at the main entrance of the Prince's Mansion!

After His Majesty left, President Chen was poisoned by Master Dongyicheng, and Fan Tisi became a prisoner of the imperial court arrested by Mingwen. In just one day, the supervisory institute, which was so gloomy in the past, suddenly became a messy sand, completely losing that magic power.

And this sinister and brave assassination, and that announcement, finally told all the forces in Kyoto again - Lord Xiao Fan is still alive! The Supervisory Office is still there!

Those who betray him and those who try to kill will slowly usher in endless revenge from the Supervisory Office. How long will the murders and venom soak in the darkness soak the city? How many people will die?

The chaos and panic and fear outside the palace did not completely enter the palace. The palace guarded by heavy troops seemed particularly calm. The princess sat in a slightly cool pavilion with a cold face, looking out the window with a little daze, and slowly said, "Is this warning me?"

"No." Yan Bingyun slowly stood up and said calmly: "This is the sincerity and message conveyed by Lord Tisi."

The princess turned her head and looked at him seriously.

Yan Bingyun was unmoved and said calmly: "The princess is the princess, no longer the eldest princess of Northern Qi. People like the Second Butler, no matter how many people die, I believe you won't feel sorry for you."

The princess was moved and knew that what the other party said was reasonable. Since she had married into Qing Kingdom, according to Fan Xian's reminder in Yangcong Lane, she was already from Qing Kingdom. No matter how much she thought about the younger brother in the north, she was afraid that it would not be of any benefit to her future.

"The message that Lord Tisi wants to convey is very clear." Yan Bingyun said calmly: "The people who die tonight will gradually confirm this - he has regained the Supervisory Office."

The princess was silent for a while and said, "I am very willing to cooperate with Lord Xiao Fan." She suddenly smiled slightly: "Of course, in addition to thank Lord Xiao Fan for his determination to kill, we must also express our admiration. It is really good to kill."

There is no need to say anything, and we understand each other's hearts. The shout at the door of the palace will confuse many people.

The princess suddenly spoke solemnly: "But assassination is never the right way to solve the problem. I hope Lord Yan is cautious."

She knew very well that Fan Xian was still being pursued, and the power of the Supervision Bureau could be gathered together. The power of the cold can be dispersed in such a short midnight period, all because of the ability of the official in front of him. The policy of assassination and establishing authority may have been determined by Fan Xian, but the specific executor was the person in front of him.

Yan Bingyun whispered: "The people in the yard have already dispersed, and our advantage is that we are in the dark."

He bowed to the princess and said slowly: "In the words of Lord Tisi, we do not draw the sword, we only kill people. As for the specific consequences and how the empress dowager will react, this is a question that Lord Tisi needs to consider."

"How many people will die tonight?" the princess asked worriedly. If Fan Xian really caused a bloody storm in Kyoto, would he really not be worried about the Queen Mother's use of iron-blooded means to repay him? What should those people in the palace do?
Chapter completed!