Chapter 30 The same road

Fan Xian had two intelligence teams at hand, and he was very quick to detect the movements in the world. However, the opening of the sword hut in Dongyi City was the top priority for all forces to pay attention to. He left Jingji quickly, and at that time, the Supervision Bureau and Baoyuelou had no information yet. Yanjing is located in the north and has many other forces in the world. The military also has its own intelligence system, so he rushed to ask Wang Zhikun to see if there was any news from the other party.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Wang Zhikun said unsteadily: "According to common sense, it should be the Marquis of Changning."

The future tendency of Dongyi City was too far-reaching. Both Northern Qi and Nanqing were extremely nervous. Nanqing sent Fan Xian, the number one thug, probably to be unable to escape the analysis and judgment of the world. Northern Qi must also send corresponding figures to make Dongyi City feel their sincerity and bargaining chips.

The Marquis of Changning is the brother of the Empress Dowager of Northern Qi, and now he is in charge of the money exchanges in the inner treasury of Northern Qi. He is indeed an extremely important person.

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and said softly with some suspicion: "This Marquis is also an old acquaintance. It's good to drink, but he really has to do things. There are many worse than his son."

Wang Zhikun knew that he was talking about the important matter at this time, and as his status as the chief governor, he did not dare to neglect it. He responded: "Although Wei Hua is the commander of the Jinyiwei, the Jinyiwei in the Northern Kingdom is far less than that in the courtyard, and he does not have such great authority."

Fan Xian nodded. The secret service agency of the Supervision Bureau is really special. Except for the emperor who is so confident that he is not afraid to allow such an organization to exist. Although the Northern Qi Jinyiwei inherited the Tiqi organized by Sean, his momentum was far inferior to that of the time of the Great Wei under the attack of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Qi and his son.

Especially after Shen Chong was stabbed to death by Uesugi, although the Jinyiwei was capable, his status was getting lower and lower. If the little emperor of Northern Qi really wanted to make a difference in Dongyi City, Wei Hua was not a good choice.

"If the soldiers come and stop them, no matter who they send, they will compete for national strength in the end. Don't think about it anymore." Fan Xian took a sip of wine, and a faint feeling of fatigue appeared between his eyebrows.

Wang Zhikun looked at him with a smile and said, "Mr. Xiao Fan will surely succeed when he goes there."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly. Before leaving Kyoto, everyone in the mainland, including Grand Secretary Hu, was as confident as this Governor Wang. Even His Majesty the Emperor gave an explanation in the imperial study, he seemed to have never thought that Fan Xian would lose this battle.

He didn't understand that in the hearts of the officials and people of Qing State, the four words "Xiao Fan" and the gold edges embroidered back then had already become a golden light. Everyone had strong confidence in him, and the past over the past five years had already proved that as long as he took action himself, there was nothing that could not be done.

In this spring of the tenth year of Qingli, the Qing Dynasty government and the people seemed to be quietly waiting for the surrender of Dongyi City, waiting for Xiao Fan to enter Jianlu, without any effort, he began to accept a large area of ​​land, as well as the people living on this land, and the huge wealth accumulated for countless years.

But Fan Xian himself would not have such a thought. Although through Wang Shisanlang, he felt the attitude of Sigu Jian. He also carefully expressed his attitude to the Sword Saint, and the two sides found the intersection of interests to some extent. However, this trip to Dongyi, it was too great to win the local interests for the Qing Kingdom.

To put it another way, Dongyi City has to pay too much. This is not a house or a big business involving millions of taels of silver, but a real historical change. A real historical event will happen in front of Fan Xian, or even in his hands.

At this time, Fan Xian was not afraid. He often wondered, what kind of virtue he could have, and could have expanded his territory, and maybe he could have taken the 97th path?

The problem is that Sigujian was seriously injured and was about to die. He was afraid that he would not clear the hatred and anger of Emperor Qing. Although this great master knew that after his death, Dongyi City would inevitably be divided by two major countries, he wanted to consider this city and the vassal states next to the city, so he invited Northern Qi and Nanqing to attend the last opening ceremony of his life. But he still wanted to fight for the people of Dongyi City and strive for benefits for the last time.

Fan Xian couldn't help but remembered the last in-depth conversation with the emperor in the imperial study before leaving the capital. At that time, His Majesty had a faint smile on his face. Although he was as confident as the ministers, Fan Xian was full of confidence in the trip to Dongyi, but his words and deeds did not pay much attention to the opening ceremony.

Fan Xian knew the emperor's thoughts very well. Those who are as confident as His Majesty do not care about the reconciliation and the final kindness expressed when the building of Dongyi City is about to collapse.

In the emperor's opinion, this was just the last tragedy of Dongyi City. If Qing Kingdom could spend less land and get the land and wealth of Dongyi City, it would of course be extremely cost-effective. However, if the Sigujian proposed the land conditions, Emperor Qing felt that it was nonsense. Emperor Qing was not afraid to raise the sword and gun in his hand and turn the sarcasm into a tragic roar.

Based on Fan Xian's analysis and understanding of the temperaments of these two powerful men in the world, the conditions Sigu Jian was about to propose must be unacceptable to Emperor Qing. This is the biggest problem he faces during this trip.

The team on the mission did not dare to delay too much time in Yanjing City. Early the next morning, Fan Xian left the city under Wang Zhikun and Mei Zhili, and met the subordinates of the Supervision Bureau who came from Jiangnan and drove up the official road.

The convoy headed near the Nanqing border line. Before he had completely left the escort of the Yanjing camp, he welcomed another rendezvous team. A merchant boarded Fan Xian's carriage in the puzzled eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work." Fan Xian patted Shi Chan's shoulder. Over the years, three of the four sons of the Fan Party have worked hard in the Qing Dynasty. Only Shi Chan, who had not won the imperial examination back then, became Fan Xian's private support. He has been opening the Baoyue Tower with Sang Wen in Jiangnan and in luxury counties abroad, secretly sorting out the source of information for Fan Xian.

Shi Chanli whispered to the door and explained the situation of Baoyue Tower recently and some of the rumors I had heard in Dongyi City.

"It seems that Shisanlang is right. There are also disputes within Dongyi City. This time, everyone in the world thought that I, Daqing, wanted to pick fruits, but they would not have thought that this fruit might be poisonous." After hearing this for a while, Fan Xian laughed and said with a self-deprecating smile: "But I can't see clearly where the lord of Dongyi City got the courage. He actually dared to fight against me, Daqing when Sigujian was about to die."

"The people of Northern Qi must be secretly supporting him. Even inside the Jianlu, there are many people who are unwilling to get close to me, Daqing."

"These things are not up to them or not." Fan Xian sighed, "Strength determines everything. Once Sigujian dies, there will be no grand master in the Northern Qi Dongyi, and both sides can only see it on the battlefield. The Northern Qi border is wide, and the people are rich and the land is rich, so they have the power to fight with me Daqing. However, Dongyi City establishes a city through trade. If you are rich, you will be rich, but not very strong. Where is the opponent of my Qing army?"

"The key problem is that the four-gu Jian was injured by His Majesty's situation. The sword hut hates Nan Qing, who is so afraid that they would rather fight to the death than surrender." Shi Chanli has lived the life of a big boss over the years. He has gained weight and has not grown white hair on his head. He is more young and shabby than the past. I don't know how much has changed, but the only thing that has not changed is his loyalty and admiration for Fan Xiandi. Since the New Year, he has stayed in Dongyi City to inquire about Jianlu's intentions, so he knows that there are risks in the silence of Jianlu, and he can't help but worry about the sect master.

"The key is Sigujian's attitude." Fan Xian lowered his head, closed his eyes, and fell as the carriage moved forward. He said with a wry smile: "If he is really an idiot with a temper, I'm afraid he will still have a big fight, but if he really wants to fight, then what is Shisanlang? If the news you have heard in the past few years is true, Shisanlang will be the successor of his robe and mantle. With such a strong and powerful attitude, I will force me to think about him for Dongyi for a while. Sigujian will never make this move in vain."

"This is another problem. It is a matter of Dongyi City toward me, Daqing or Northern Qi. However, who is in charge of Jianlu, who is in charge of Jianlu after Sigujian? This is another matter of greatness." Shi Chanli said worriedly: "Although the Thirteenth Lords are deeply favored by Sigujian, Yun Zhilan is the first disciple of Jianlu. He has a vast relationship and is very popular with people. He has countless junior brothers and sisters and younger generations to create momentum. With the support of the City Lord's Mansion and Northern Qi, if Sigujian dies, I am afraid that Yun Zhilan will not give the Thirteenth Lords any chance."

Fan Xian opened his eyes, and a cold light in his eyes made a slight cold light, saying to himself: "Can you have to kill all the whole family like many years ago before the sword hut can be settled?"

This is about an old and big event in Dongyi City many years ago. The Sigujian was outrageous and even killed more than a hundred people in the family, and even his own biological parents were not spared. The reputation of a madman and idiot spread like wildfire, and at the same time, the Supervision Bureau picked up a shadow, and today.

Shi Chanli was silent and didn't know how to answer.

"The city lord of Dongyi City is definitely impossible to accept our local conditions." Fan Xian said softly: "There is a book about the Three Kingdoms that the ministers can surrender because they are still ministers, and only the city lord. If he surrenders, he will be nothing."

"The other key is the inheritance of Dongyi City." He rubbed his eyebrows, "If Yun Zhilan really wanted to compete with Thirteen, we outsiders would not have much effect in advance."

After pondering for a moment, Shi Chanli asked in a low voice: "What is the bottom line given by Your Majesty before the teacher left the capital?"

"I respect the tribute, pay tribute, and disperse the troops. The vassal states set up borders. When our Qing army enters the country, all the princes gather in Kyoto to live." Fan Xian said with his head down.

Shi Chanli took a deep breath of air conditioning, thinking that these conditions were about to come out, and if Dongyi City was waiting directly, His Majesty had too much appetite. He wanted to intimidate with his strong national strength alone, and he would not fight and defeat others. Such conditions of losing power and humiliating the country are afraid that no one in Dongyi City would dare to accept it.

"Of course, the years can be discussed again, and it may not be arguing for a while." Fan Xian said softly. In fact, it was after he had privately argued with Emperor Qing for a long time before he bought more time for Dongyi City. After pausing, he continued: "If these little princes and princes dare not live in Kyoto, His Majesty will naturally not treat them unfairly."

Shi Chanli suppressed the shock in his heart. He shook his head and said, "No one will agree. If these conditions are brought into the chopping board of my Daqing area, I am afraid that they would rather fight to the death, at least there is still some hope."

Fan Xian did not answer this question, but instead said: "The people of Northern Qi must not watch the Dongyi be swallowed by us. This time they will definitely make treacherous things."

“What can they do?”

Fan Xian lifted the curtains of the car window, looked at the green trees on the official road, and said casually: "The little emperor of Northern Qi will first try to persuade him to join forces with Northern Qi before Sigujian's death, and Northern Qi will give him a lot of support to Dongyi City. If the people of Northern Qi noticed that Dongyi City really couldn't resist and were ready to agree to my Daqing Dynasty's treaty. Then they will destroy this agreement at all costs."

Before Shi Chanli could speak, he continued to whisper: "Kill me, or kill an important person in Dongyi City. Provoke the already strong hatred and blood between Dongyi City and I, Nanqing. As long as the war begins, Dongyi City wants to surrender again. With His Majesty's character, he will not agree. At that time, the people of Northern Qi can ride on the wall and make plans."

As he was saying these words, the convoy turned southeastward, following a small hill, a clear stream, heading towards the direction of Song State. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and looked back, and it was still clearly visible to Yanjing City. The soldiers in the camp were waiting for the coming of war, or were frightened by the coming of war.

Miss Wang is going to marry into the Prince's Mansion as her concubine, so it is naturally impossible to come to see Fan Xian today. But she still respectfully asked Governor Wang to bring gifts to Fan Xian. Whenever she thinks about this miserable lady who was at first and was later remediated by herself, Fan Xian's mood will feel a little complicated.

No matter what kind of temperament a person is, whether he or she is a great master or a noble and powerful daughter, if he or she has a goal that he or she must have wanted to achieve in this world, then he or she will definitely be willing to pay the price that he or she cannot pay in daily life for this matter.

"I'm only worried about one thing now." Fan Xian withdrew his gaze outside the car window and said softly: "Sigu Jian is not a great sage. If he, like me, believes in the creed that he will not be afraid of floods after death, then it will be troublesome."

"Hmm?" Shi Chanli obviously did not fully understand this sentence.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "Before Kuhe died, he played two ruthless moves, which made me feel extremely troubled, and it gave me a very headache. A big man like them can see farther than anyone else. It is hard for me to believe that Sigujian was defeated by His Majesty and survived until today. After thinking about it for two and a half years, he would be willing to admit defeat without any thoughts."

He was afraid of the terrible thoughts of these great masters.

On the third day, the convoy passed through the invisible border hidden in the plain and entered the State of Song. This small vassal state is not large in size, and it cannot reach a large state in Nanqing or Northern Qi, but its history is extremely long. Although it is a nominal king, it is actually all controlled by Dongyi City. In addition to the power of official appointment and removal, all the armed forces come from the Lord's Mansion and Jianlu of Dongyi City.

Fan Xian is not unfamiliar with the State of Song, and he is even more familiar with this path. Because the Baoyue Tower in Song was opened very early, it was the first batch of pilot projects when Fan Xian controlled the world's high-end brothel industry and carried out the development of chain stores. A few years ago, after sniping Yan Xiaoyi, Fan Xian escaped from the mountains with a serious injury. He also entered the border from the State of Song, passed through Yanjing, and finally returned to Kyoto, leading the Supervisory Office to launch a ruthless counterattack against the Princess's forces.

In previous years, Fan Xian was alone, hiding his identity, disguised himself, physically and mentally exhausted, and was in lingering injuries, and there was no idea where the road ahead was.

This year, he followed the mountains and served him like clouds, showing off his ceremonial guards, and was full of glory. With his name as the most powerful minister of the world, he boasted on the streets of the Song Dynasty.

However, in Fan Xian's opinion, he actually had no change at all. What he really changed was just the comparison of the strength of the three forces in the world.

Rejecting the warm reception from the Song State official and avoiding those vigilant and complicated gazes, Fan Xian and his party moved into Baoyue Tower. After all, it is their own industry and is more at ease in terms of safety.

Just a moment after entering the building, an official from the Song State came to report with a nervous expression, saying that a guest had come and asked to meet Mr. Xiao Fan. Fan Xian looked slightly stunned. When he looked at the nervous expression of the official, he knew who the visitor was. He couldn't help but laugh. He thought it was a coincidence that he had just arrived, and the people of Northern Qi arrived.

He got up and walked out of the hall, bowed and greeted with a smile: "Brother Wei Hua, I didn't expect that it was you who came."
Chapter completed!