Chapter 67: Ten Villages

In the late spring of the tenth year of Qingli, Fan Xian came to Shijia Village for the first time, a secluded mountain village he called Yuchang. This mountain village seemed remote and peaceful, deep in the mountains, but the lights in the dark night were so dazzling that it overshadowed the stars in the sky, which was touching.

There are definitely more than ten families in Shijia Village. On the road leading from the avenue to the great valley, there are far more than ten farmers by the spring next to the fields. Those farmers are not real farmers, but inspectors who use them to block the inside and outside of the mountains and keep secrets in the mountains.

Fan Xian was able to cross these defense lines and easily enter Shijia Village because these defense lines, these extremely detailed arrangements in terms of security, were originally made by him. The intelligent defensive arrangements that combined the drawings of countless officials in the Second and Sixth Divisions of the Supervision Bureau were indeed very powerful. Of course, when Fan Xian was making plans, the officials of the Supervision Bureau only knew some fragments, but he did not expect that these drawings would become a reality in the northeast of the mainland on the periphery of a small mountain village.

Walking along the mountain path, I just walked past a pond and looked at the dense and scattered buildings, revealing my true face under the stars. Fan Xian's heart moved slightly, and he stood there, secretly sighing, thinking that even if people outside occasionally mistakenly entered this place and only looked at the buildings outside, they would probably only think that it was a huge manor built in the mountains by a wealthy family.

As soon as he stopped, his figure was revealed under the starlight, and then more than a dozen crossbow arrows poked out from the darkness and pointed at him.

Fan Xian lowered his head and hid his face in the darkness. He lifted the hood behind him and covered his head. Then he took out a small token from his waist and lit it up at the murderous crossbow arrows.

A man with a long-term worker walked out of the darkness and approached Fan Xian carefully. He took the small token and looked carefully for a long time before waved his hand, allowing the crossbow arrows in the darkness behind him to disappear.

The Changgong led the way. He led Fan Xian around the bluestone road between the manors and came to a remote place. He confirmed that there were no one else watching around. Then he fell to the ground with his knees, knelt down, and said excitedly: "See Lord Tisi."

Fan Xian looked at him with a smile. One of the first members of Qi Nian's group was also a good player for Wang Qi Nian to help him store it. He has not seen him for more than two years. The spy obviously did not expect that Mr. Fan would suddenly appear in the ten villages, and he was so excited.

"Thank you for the hard work in the past few years." Fan Xian looked at the long-term worker and said, "Don't let me know the news of my coming for the time being. Take me to see the old shopkeepers first."

"Yes." The long-time worker lowered his body and bowed respectfully, and suddenly said, "The elder brother has also come two days ago."

Fan Xian was shocked and asked, "When did it happen?"

“Eight days ago.”

"Take me to see him."

Two dark figures were walking through the building complex of Shijia Village accompanied by starlight. Fan Xian couldn't help but look at these buildings that were different from ordinary houses with his own light. Looking at the specially designed doors, windows and ventilation equipment, he thought to himself, not knowing whether it was empty or full of things.

Although everything in this village was built bit by bit by bit by piece by piece by piece by piece, it has a great relationship after all, so in the past two years, Fan Xian has been separated from everything here, including his most loyal subordinates in Jiangnan, and they don’t know that he actually hid such a village in a corner of the mainland.

What exactly does Fan Xian want to do?

Nowadays, the trend is complicated, and this matter is a key event that shakes the foundation of Qing Kingdom. Therefore, in the past two years, Fan Jian and Fan Xian and his son have done extremely secretly and progress is extremely slow. They only ask not to attract the attention of the world, and there is no extravagant speed.

If a second inner treasury really appears outside the border of Qing State in the future, I don’t expect that it will bring such a strong blow and damage to the national strength of Qing State. So, Fan Xian hid this matter without telling everyone in the world, and only dared to carefully discuss it with his father in secret.

"You have been leaving Danzhou for a long time, and I am afraid it will cause discussion." Fan Xian did not rush to discuss the issue of the second inner warehouse with his father, but said with a little concern.

Although Fan Jian has returned to his old age, judging by His Majesty the Emperor used his sword to kill people and slaughter more than a hundred tiger guards, His Majesty did not trust this trusted partner who grew up with him since childhood. I think there must be many court-subjected spies in Danzhou City. If Fan Jian was not willing to retire in Danzhou and leave Danzhou, the news should be sent back to Kyoto immediately.

"Your Supervisory Office has combed it in Danzhou and the father's people again." Fan Jian looked at his son and smiled gently, "Your Majesty does seem invincible, but he is not a god after all. His energy is limited, and it is impossible to control all the changes in the world, especially because you are secretly hiding it from him. As for me leaving Danzhou, I was originally wandering around Dongyi City."

The smile of the former Shangshu seemed a little interesting: "Before my father entered the Ministry of Revenue, I was a famous liar in Kyoto. Now I have returned to my hometown. It is natural to go to the prosperous places of Dongyi City to draw beauties. Your Majesty must not be furious because of this reason."

"It's still inappropriate."

"I just come here occasionally and watch the progress."

Fan Xian looked at his father, and while he was worried, he felt a little more guilty. He was unwilling to mix his father and Chen Pingping into this extremely dangerous thing, but at the beginning, he had no idea about the matter of Shijia Village. How could he rebuild an internal warehouse from the empty space? He was not his mother Ye Qingmei. Although he had a ready-made one, he had experienced the construction of the Ye family in northern Fujian. He also had a lot of records of various process flows of internal warehouses. He was even very clear about the setting of the entire three warehousings in northern Fujian. However, he still felt confused and retreated to build a new internal warehouse.

On the eve of leaving Kyoto, Fan Shangshu talked with him all night, relieving many of his doubts.

When Fan Shangshu found out that his son was preparing to rescue the old shopkeepers of Kyoto Qingyutang by taking advantage of the eldest princess' rebellion, he knew what Fan Xian was thinking, so he said to his son openly:

"Building another inner treasury is more difficult than you think. This is a matter of shaking the Qing Kingdom and changing the world's general situation." That night, Shangshu Fan said to him earnestly: "Being a father was a native of Qing Kingdom, of course he doesn't want you to do this, but if you can convince me, you can leave the beginning to me."

At that time, Fan Xian did not think of breaking completely with His Majesty the Emperor of Qing Kingdom, nor did he think of becoming a sinner of Qing Kingdom and putting Qing Kingdom, which he grew up here, into possible danger. However, he still subconsciously began to dig out the foundation of Qing Kingdom.

He only used two sentences to persuade Fan Jian.

"This is not Neiku, it is something that my mother left to this world. If my mother is still alive, she will definitely not want His Majesty the Emperor to use her legacy to satisfy her personal ambitions."

"But your mother also hopes that the world will be unified."

"I don't understand those mysterious things, but I know women." On that quiet night, Fan Xian said to his father very seriously: "I only know that if my mother is alive, she will definitely not want the wealth she left behind, and will always be in the hands of the man who murdered herself."

Fan Shangshu was silent for a long time that night, and then nodded.

More than two years have passed. The father and son who had the most money in their hands on the mainland began to secretly do this thing that was destined to shock the world. Perhaps the thing they did was too incredible, so no force found a trace of the wind.

Of course, this is also the consequence of Fan Xian's extreme caution. In more than two years, except for the secret flow of money, he did not use any power at hand to help the growth of Shijia Village. This small village is like a child who has been shepherded, growing slowly among the grass all over the mountains. As for whether he will continue to herd sheep or be shepherded after he grows up, it will be many years later.

Fan Jian did not ask him, if there were two inner treasurys in this world many years later, what would Fan Xian use to do with Shijia Village? Fan Xian did not ask his father, as a subject of the Qing Kingdom, why would he make such a choice just because of the grudge between his mother and the emperor.

The old shopkeeper of Qingyutang who escaped from Kyoto came to Shijia Village. Fan Xian stole the secrets of the land from the Neiku to Shijia Village. The most secret powers in Shangshu also came to Shijia Village. Fan Xian plundered money from all over the world also came to Shijia Village and came to this depression deep in the mountains.

Secrets, money, and force fermented in this unknown small place for two years. Even if the Fan and his son were careful, Shijia Village had already been ready to expand. They had made a foundation construction and prepared to become the second inner warehouse.

That's why Fan Shangshu asked the black-clad swordsman to tell Fan Xian, which required a lot of money.

This time point was actually much earlier than Fan Xian expected at the beginning. Because from the beginning of the decision, he never thought he could compare with his mother Ye Qingmei. Ye Qingmei didn't take many years to build the inner warehouse. That was because the entire Qing Dynasty royal family supported her, Wu Zhu Uncle protected her, and her ability was much greater than Fan Xian.

Shangshu Fan clearly saw Fan Xian’s doubts. He smiled gently and said, “The old guys in Qingyutang were all old people who participated in the construction of the inner warehouse back then. This second job always needs to be easier.”

Fan Xian shook his head with a smile and replied, "But it's still faster than I thought."

"When I was repairing the inner treasury..." Fan Shangshu seemed to think of the lively scenes in the northern Fujian wasteland many years ago, and laughed, "Your mother is actually unwilling to deal with these meticulous tasks. Lao Wu even doesn't speak once a year, so I do these meticulous and civilized things."

It turned out to be the director of the construction of the inner warehouse back then. No wonder Shijia Village developed so quickly. Fan Xian looked at his father and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. He thought that His Majesty the Emperor was so afraid of his father and did not hesitate to lose more than a hundred tiger guards, and also wanted to clean up his father's strength in the capital. There was indeed a reason.

"And the location of Shijia Village is good. You have never been here before, so there is no chance to tell you." Shangshu Fan still smiled, but the red silk in his eyes showed fatigue. After all, he was old. Whether in Danzhou or here, this former Minister of Revenue was responsible for such important matters, and his mind was exhausted.

Fan Jian spread a large map on the table and spread the ground flat. Fan Xian leaned over and looked at the marking symbols on the map with the dim lights. Because of the markings, he easily found a small Shijia Village in the middle and eastern part of the mainland map.

His eyes gradually brightened. The geographical location of Shijia Village was indeed as my father said. It was very wonderful. If the road to the southeast can be opened in the future and reach the coast of the East China Sea, it is very simple to reach Dongyi City. But if Shijia Village has been quiet all the time, people outside have no idea what is going on inside.

"If you want to do something right, a large number of supplies will inevitably enter. You can no longer move ant like the previous two years, which will definitely attract the attention of many people. So even if your money comes to the account, don't think about it any longer." Fan Jian saw the faint excitement in Fan Xian's heart and reminded with a smile.

Fan Xian's smile immediately became bitter. If Shijia Village really wanted to turn it into an inner warehouse in northern Fujian, recruiting workers is one of them, and entering a large amount of materials is one of them. Simple blast furnaces and those stainless steel settings are even more impossible to hide from the eyes of fools, I am afraid that everyone will guess what they are doing here.

As for the importance of the Neiku to Qing State, as long as the court discovers any abnormal movement, His Majesty the Emperor will send troops to attack the north without hesitation, and at all costs, attack Dongyi City and destroy the prototype of the new Neiku in the Ten Villages.

"Of course, even if Your Majesty sends troops to attack, Shijia Village has a special location and is easy to ask for help, but it is not so easy to attack." Fan Jian's thinking at this time was not like a minister of Qing State, but more like a traitor. He said coldly: "Shijia Village is Yejia Village. Most of your mother's subordinates back then came from this village. In order to keep the secrets here, Yejia Village went to the word "mouth" and became the current Shijia Village."

"And this village was the first place your mother chose when she built the inner warehouse."

"It's just because of some other reasons that she relocated the Neiku location in Qing, and was very close to Quanzhou."

"We re-choose Shijia Villages to believe in your mother's vision." Fan Jian looked at Fan Xian calmly and said, "Apart from your mother and Lao Wu, only I knew that it was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The key is that this is a place where all three forces in the world cannot devote themselves to it."

Fan Xian said after a long time of silence: "I would rather be cautious and slow than let Your Majesty find any clues."

"Your mother is gone. Just because we, father and son, have so many innate conditions and advantages, it is impossible to build an inner warehouse in Shijia Village without several years of hard work." Fan Jian closed his eyes slightly and said, "You were determined to move the inner warehouse out of Qingguo. You were just trying to use this guise to threaten Your Majesty. The caution at the beginning was very necessary."

His father easily pointed out his thoughts, but Fan Xian did not look surprised at all and said softly: "Even if it is a guise, he has to do it more seriously. And who knows what will happen many years later? After all, Your Majesty is not a god, and he will die one day."

"So when you promised to pull out a lot of money to Shijia Village, I began to doubt." Fan Jian opened his eyes and sighed heavily, "Do you think His Majesty will really attack Chen Pingping?"

Fan Xian was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know."

Fan Jian's eyes were cold and forced him: "What if His Majesty really moves?"

Fan Xian was silent and did not answer this question, but just thought about the ten villages he had stepped on with his cloth shoes.

The village is still very quiet now, but it will definitely be extremely dazzling in the future. No matter how things within the Qing court develop, no matter whether there will be a war in the world, Fan Xian always holds an attitude in his heart.

The inner warehouse is not the inner warehouse. It comes from a certain world and should benefit the people of the world, and should not become a logistics department for someone to have thousands of troops.

I guess Ye Qingmei thought so too.

If someone kills him, he will help him conquer the world with his own things. If Ye Qingmei knew about this, his heart would be very painful.

Fan Xian felt very pity for his mother whom he had never met before. The more he felt pity, the less he wanted to make her heart hurt.
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