Niao Ni
Chapter 299: Xie Bi'an Outside the Capital Prefecture
The Fan household still occasionally exchanged letters with old Mei, so Fan Xian knew that the former Magistrate was actually overjoyed to leave the wicked Kyoto Prefecture office.
In the hall, a large group of people who looked extremely impoverished were kneeling before the desk, weeping bitterly. These were the relatives of the deceased prostitutes from Embrace Moon Pavilion, and they cried and cursed the Fan family, begging the "Heavenly Official" to deliver justice.
The current Magistrate of Kyoto Prefecture, Tian Jingmu, wore a righteous and stern expression, his lips twitching slightly, and his eyes filled with tears, as if he were deeply moved by the pleas of the aggrieved plaintiffs. He immediately ordered the officers to rush to Embrace Moon Pavilion to arrest the relevant suspects and conduct a site inspection. He solemnly expressed his desire to seek justice for the people, but he never mentioned the names of Yuan Meng and others.
Fan Xian, mingling in the crowd, watched coldly and noticed the slight panic in Magistrate Tian Jingmu's eyes. He knew that the Magistrate was also aware of the news that the three thugs involved in the prostitutes' deaths were already dead.
Fan Xian had no reaction to the curses from the plaintiffs in the hall. After all, Embrace Moon Pavilion had caused the deaths of those prostitutes, and what did it matter if he and his brother were cursed a few times? He was only wondering whether these plaintiffs were genuine or arranged by the Second Prince. The Investigation Bureau's investigation results had not yet been released, but he couldn't do nothing.
The trials in Kyoto Prefecture were very tedious. Such dramas had been staged countless times over the centuries. Although the onlookers were still enjoying the spectacle, Fan Xian had already turned his thoughts elsewhere. The reason he came here today was that he anticipated something was about to happen.
His father-in-law, the treacherous Prime Minister Lin Ruofu, was ultimately forced to step down. Although the root cause was Fan Xian's sudden emergence and the Emperor's change of heart, the specific trigger was Wu Bo'an, who had died under the grape trellis. Because Peng Tingsheng of Shandong Road had ordered a thorough investigation of the Wu family, leading to the death of Wu Bo'an's son, Wu Bo'an's widow had gone to the capital to file a lawsuit and was intercepted by the Prime Minister's people, only to be rescued by the Second Prince and Li Hongcheng. Would the Second Prince repeat such a tactic today?
Fan Xian wasn't particularly resentful about his father-in-law's downfall, but he did remember the Second Prince's methods. Logically speaking, a true master of conspiracy would never repeat their own tricks. However, he had seen through the Second Prince. Although the Second Prince liked to sit in his chair and pretend to be inscrutable, after so many days of testing, he had ultimately revealed the immaturity and forced nature of a young man.
Apart from the Investigation Bureau's terrifying power, Fan Xian had an advantage over the Second Prince because, although he was younger in this life, his actual experience was far richer.
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Before long, the Kyoto Prefecture officers brought back Shi Qing'er, the nominal owner of Embrace Moon Pavilion, and other personnel were searching for clues around the Slim Lake behind the pavilion. However, there were no direct witnesses to the murders, so they didn't know where the bodies were buried and couldn't find them.
Fan Xian watched the woman kneeling on the bluestone floor in the hall, wondering how she would react. Would she be more obedient due to his pressure, or would she still be unwilling? As for the bodies buried in Embrace Moon Pavilion, the Investigation Bureau had already worked with Shi Chanli to remove them one night and had them properly buried in the outskirts of the capital, waiting until the case was truly closed before finding a way to notify their real families.
Shi Qing'er bit her lips in the hall. Although she wasn't completely silent, she would only answer after a long deliberation when the magistrate asked a question. She knew everything about the matter, and Mr. Shi had already told her what she could and couldn't say before she came.
Fortunately, her current employer wasn't too demanding. He didn't ask her to slander anyone or cover up for Fan Xian, but simply to tell the truth. So, before the Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate could use torture, she clearly stated the name of the former owner of Embrace Moon Pavilion and what they had done. However, she firmly insisted that the prostitute murders were ordered by Yuan Meng, the wanted artist, and that although the owner knew about it, they hadn't participated directly.
The Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate was initially satisfied with the smooth answers of the woman kneeling in the hall. However, as he listened, he felt that she was trying to clear Fan Xian. Moreover, the Second Prince had already instructed him that this matter should not be linked to Yuan Meng. He darkened his face, slammed the sign in front of him, and shouted, "This woman is too cunning! Beat her!"
The Kyoto Prefecture officers began to use fire pokers to torture Shi Qing'er. Shi Qing'er gritted her teeth and endured the pain, knowing that someone from the Fan family was watching. Since she had already lost the Third Prince as a backer, if she wanted to rely on the Fan family to live in Kyoto, she had to go all the way.
She endured the pain without speaking, but she couldn't help but cry out, her pain mixed with resentment, floating through the Kyoto Prefecture office, causing the onlookers to feel sorry for her.
Fan Xian watched this scene from outside, surprised by the woman's ruthlessness.
After a round of torture, Shi Qing'er still repeated her previous statements. Just as the Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate was preparing to use more torture, the officers who had gone to the Fan residence to arrest Fan Sizhe returned covered in dust and looking dejected.
It turned out that these people had gone to the Fan residence to arrest Fan Sizhe. They had presented the Kyoto Prefecture's warrant and forcibly searched the residence, but Fan Sizhe was probably already in Cangzhou, sighing about his reluctance to leave his homeland in a carriage with Miss Yan'er. How could they find him? Just as these officers were about to ask more questions, Liu had already led a group of servants out with brooms and chased them out.
Hearing that his subordinates had been humiliated, the Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate showed no anger. Instead, he was secretly pleased and loudly scolded, "Such powerful people are so presumptuous! They dare to harbor criminals..." He decided that he would submit a memorial on this matter tomorrow to see how the Fan residence would explain themselves.
Fan Xian watched coldly, not anxious. With Liu in charge at home, he knew her methods. How could she handle things so carelessly? Moreover, Young Master Yan was extremely trustworthy when it came to playing conspiracies. He had played the entire Northern Qi court in his hands back then, let alone a mere Kyoto Prefecture and a criminal case.
Sure enough, the crowd outside the office parted, and a few people walked in. The leader was Zheng, Fan Xian's companion when he first came to the Kyoto Prefecture, and a famous writer in Kyoto.
Mr. Zheng had passed the imperial examinations, so he didn't have to kneel. He simply bowed to the Magistrate on the desk and said, "Your Honor's words are greatly mistaken. Everyone in Kyoto knows that my Fan residence has always been strict in governing the household. How could we harbor criminals? As for what crime the Second Young Master has committed, Your Honor needs to investigate carefully. My Fan residence will never be partial."
The Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate, Tian Jingmu, knew that this client was a famous writer in Kyoto, and the lawyer Song Shiren next to him was a notoriously difficult litigator. The Fan family was putting on such a show, intending to go through official channels. He darkened his face and shouted, "If you are not partial, why haven't you brought the criminal here yet!"
In the cold autumn weather, Song Shiren waved his fan and sarcastically said, "Arresting criminals is the job of the Kyoto Prefecture. When did it become someone else's business?"
Tian Jingmu sneered, "Your Second Young Master committed a crime, so naturally you have to hand him over... If you don't hand him over, isn't that harboring a criminal? It's written clearly in the Qing law. Song Shiren, you should shut up."
Song Shiren didn't listen and said with a smile, "The Qing law clearly states that the family of a criminal must first hand over the person... But Your Honor, the Second Young Master of the Fan family disappeared eight days ago. Where can we find him?"
Tian Jingmu was so angry that he laughed, "Hahahaha... What an absurd excuse!"
Song Shiren said with a distressed face, "To inform Your Honor, it's not an excuse... A few days ago, the Fan residence reported to the Kyoto Prefecture, stating that the Second Young Master had committed many private and illegal acts. However, Your Honor ignored it. Moreover, we also stated at the time that the Second Young Master had fled in fear of punishment, and requested the Kyoto Prefecture to send officers to arrest him as soon as possible."
He waved his paper fan again and said sadly, "Minister Fan and Young Master Fan are too late to disown him. How could they harbor a criminal?"
Tian Jingmu slammed the gavel and couldn't help but curse, "When did the Fan family report it? When did you report Fan Sizhe's disappearance? Why don't I know about this! Don't try to muddy the waters and escape from it."
"Whether there is or not... Please, Your Honor, check the case files of that day, and you will know." Song Shiren cupped his hands with a fake smile.
Tian Jingmu was shocked and immediately realized. He didn't call the officers to check the case files on the spot. Instead, he found an excuse to temporarily adjourn the court. He and his advisor went to the study and carefully looked through the case files of the past few days. When he saw the file that clearly stated that the Fan residence had reported the case and that the Second Young Master of the Fan family had fled in fear of punishment, the Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate almost fainted from anger!
There was clearly no such thing, but how did such a file suddenly appear!
The Kyoto Prefecture office was heavily guarded. Even if the Investigation Bureau took action, it would be difficult not to alert anyone... He... He... He... How could the Fan family have such great ability? To be able to play such a trick without anyone knowing? Tian Jingmu's face was extremely ugly. He knew that there was a mole in the Kyoto Prefecture, but he couldn't tell for the moment whether it was the Vice Magistrate or the Chief Secretary who had done it.
When Tian Jingmu returned to the hall, he was no longer as tough as he had been at the beginning. After all, the case files were there, and the Vice Magistrate and the Chief Secretary were by his side during the previous inspection. Even if he was willing to risk destroying the Fan family's report, there was no way to hide this matter.
In this way, even if Fan Sizhe was convicted in the future, the Fan residence would already have the merit of reporting it first, and the Fan residence had not deliberately concealed the fact that the Second Young Master of the Fan family had fled in fear of punishment. How could the Fan residence be dragged into this mess? At best, the Emperor would punish the Fan residence for failing to govern strictly, strip them of their title, and reduce their salary, but it would not be possible to achieve the results required by the Second Prince!
The Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate had a headache but was unwilling to give up. He continued to fight with the Fan family's large team of lawyers with a dark face.
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The Kyoto Prefecture temporarily adjourned the court. Fan Xian knew that the superficial work was almost done. Fan Sizhe would henceforth become a fugitive, waiting for him to truly have power in the future before he found a way to clear his name. The Fan residence could finally emerge lightly and be free from then on.
As for Shi Chanli, the current nominal owner of Embrace Moon Pavilion, since he had taken over after the incident, no matter how unreasonable the Kyoto Prefecture was, it was impossible to arrest him for questioning.
Fan Xian couldn't help but smile. He even discussed the case with a bystander for a few sentences. Seeing the plaintiffs being led by the officers to a place behind the office to rest, he curled his lips, bid farewell to the man, and followed them, glancing at a scholar-like figure under the eaves of the street corner.
The prostitutes' families walked towards the street corner with sad faces. Just as they were about to disappear from the sight of the onlookers, four or five masked men suddenly rushed out from the side, wielding bright knives and slashing at the plaintiffs!
Cries and screams erupted in the street, and the onlookers screamed and scattered in fear.
Fan Xian stood under a large locust tree, squinting at the scene. He wasn't worried at all. Instead, he looked down on the Second Prince's strength. The other party had indeed used the same trick, and the actions were really clumsy. The last time he succeeded in framing the Prime Minister, it was in line with the Emperor's intentions. The Emperor was unwilling to expose it. Are you using the same trick on the street today? Aren't you afraid that the Emperor will laugh at your single means?
As for the lives of these plaintiffs, he didn't have to worry about them. Sure enough, a group of passersby suddenly appeared from nowhere at the street entrance, directly mingled into the battle, quickly hiding the plaintiffs behind them, and迎迎迎迎上the assassins.
Again, passersby, Fan Xian's favorite passersby.
The passersby didn't have knives. They were just holding the specially prepared stingers of the Investigation Bureau. With just a few moves, they broke the assassins' attacks, closed in, and struck cleanly and swiftly. Their style was simple and powerful, even carrying a few traces of Master Wu Zhu.
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, knowing that this was because the real organizer of the Sixth Department, the Shadow, was an admirer of Wu Zhu.
The assassins sent by the Second Prince were actually quite skilled, but compared to the people from the Sixth Department, their attacks always seemed a bit redundant. After a brief fight, they collapsed. These people instinctively wanted to escape, but they were entangled by the passersby like leeches and had no way out.
Several crisp sounds rang out!
This sudden assassination and counter-assassination came to an abrupt end. The masked assassins fell miserably on the street, with several tragic wounds on their bodies and blood flowing freely.
Fan Xian nodded almost imperceptibly, satisfied with Xiao Yan's arrangements. It didn't matter whether they left anyone alive, but they couldn't let these people escape in front of everyone. Presumably, these assassins had the Investigation Bureau's secret mark on their bodies to frame him. The result of this assassination was also within his expectations. The assassins raised by the princes could only be considered part-time assassins. When they encountered professionals from the Sixth Department, they would naturally be defeated miserably.
At this moment, a strange change occurred!
The scholar who had been hiding from the rain under the eaves at the street corner suddenly floated out and entered the battle. He drew his sword, his intent灑然 (sǎrán, free and unrestrained), and the sword light carried Qi with it. The true Qi was pure and violent, even causing the accumulated water on the street to leap up, turning into a water arrow and stabbing straight at one of the plaintiffs in the field!
What a powerful sword Qi, actually coming from such a weak scholar. The Sixth Department swordsmen disguised as passersby in the field were caught off guard. They didn't dare to resist the white Qi mixed with the rain sword, so they dodged to the side, and thrust out with their stingers in an attempt to delay the master's sword.
Several sounds rang out, and the stingers only pierced the hem of the scholar's robe, taking away a few strands of cloth, but they couldn't stop the power of his sword at all. Only a puff was heard, and the plain long sword had already pierced into the body of one of the plaintiffs!
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Xie Bi'an, the most arrogant of the Second Prince's Eight Great Generals, who had once said that one sword was enough to defeat Fan Xian, Xie Bi'an, whose sword strikes were always safe (必安, bì'ān).
Fan Xian recognized the scholar hiding from the rain under the eaves at first glance, but he never expected that, given the other party's identity and strength, he would so disregard his reputation and attack a plaintiff. At this time, the overall situation was already set. Even if Xie Bi'an killed the plaintiff, what could he do?
He thought that Xie Bi'an had only come to monitor the situation in the field, and he never expected that the other party would abandon his arrogance and strike, so he reacted slightly slower.
In the moment before striking, Xie Bi'an actually already knew that since the people from the Sixth Department were here, the plan to frame him must have failed. Although he was arrogant, he wasn't confident that he could kill all of the Sixth Department swordsmen, who had been living in the dark for years, in broad daylight on the streets of Kyoto.
But he still had to strike, because he was unwilling. He had watched his subordinates being stabbed by the passersby, and the plaintiffs he wanted to kill were unharmed despite their fear. This complete failure made him angry, so he chose to strike irrationally and violently.
Killing a plaintiff was also good, at least it could save some face for the Second Prince in the fight with Fan Xian, and... as long as one of the prostitutes' relatives died, Fan Xian would have to spend a lot of energy explaining this matter.
The right hand that was gently holding the hilt of the sword felt a familiar vibration, knowing that the tip of the sword had once again entered the body of a stranger and would take away the soul of an innocent person. He smiled with some satisfaction, even arrogance, retracted his sword, and watched the blood flower bloom on the plaintiff's chest.
Then... his smile immediately froze.
Xie Bi'an's confident sword, which he would never miss, had indeed stabbed into the plaintiff's body, but the only strange thing was that the part where the tip of the sword entered the body was slightly off to the middle by an inch or two. It was this distance that prevented his sword from directly killing the person.
Moreover, he had lost the opportunity to strike a second time, because the plaintiff in front of him was like a kite, miserable and slanted, but flying extremely quickly towards the right!
He didn't know what kind of force could pull a person in a direction that completely violated the laws of physics.
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Xie Bi'an subconsciously twisted his wrist and held his long sword in front of his chest. He suddenly turned his head to look, only to see Fan Xian, who had just arrived, retracting his kicked-out foot!
"Fan Xian!"
As an extremely skilled swordsman, he sensed the other party's aura immediately. In the scream, the sword, fueled by all of his strength, thrust straight and unstoppably towards Fan Xian's face.
At this time, the passersby from the Sixth Department knew that Commissioner Fan had arrived, so they tacitly protected the frightened plaintiffs and retreated to a safe place.
Fan Xian had saved the man's life with one kick, and at this time, there was no time to draw his dagger. Looking at the incoming cold light and feeling the fierce sword Qi, he felt as if his eyelashes were about to be scraped off!
He raised his hand, and the sound of three consecutive gears whirring arose. Three crossbow bolts coated with poison that sealed the throat upon contact with blood shot out against the sword wind, quickly shooting towards Xie Bi'an's face.
At this time, the tip of the sword was pointing at his face, and the hidden crossbow bolts were also aimed at his face.
The two obviously had no interest in competing for the thickness of their skin. Fan Xian silently and even coldly twisted his body, relying on his strong ability to control his body to let the cold sword graze his cheek and thrust out a fierce fist towards Xie Bi'an's chest and abdomen.
The domineering true Qi carried on this fist was extremely strong, breaking through the air like thunder. If it struck solidly, Xie Bi'an would inevitably end up with his internal organs shattered.
Xie Bi'an desperately waved his left sleeve, creating a cloud to barely brush away two small hidden crossbow bolts, wanting to take Fan Xian's life with this sword. However, he didn't expect that Fan Xian would dare to take such a risk and deliver that terrifying fist!
He screamed strangely and slashed out his left hand, hitting Fan Xian's fist.
With a crisp cracking sound, Xie Bi'an's wrist bone broke as expected!
"Fan Xian!"
Xie Bi'an shouted angrily, not because he was afraid of Fan Xian's true Qi, but because when their fists and palms collided, a faint yellow smoke exploded between their fists and palms. Xie Bi'an hadn't expected that Fan Xian would use such mean methods as poison smoke even when he had the upper hand!
At this time, the poison smoke entered his body, his sword force was exhausted, his slash was weak, and he was in a hurry to meet Fan Xian's strange and domineering fist. His defenses were wide open, and the last of the three crossbow bolts pierced his shoulder.
He suffered another poison.
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"Fan Xian!"
Xie Bi'an shouted Fan Xian's name for the third time in a chaotic, angry, and helpless manner, knowing that he had underestimated the other party's strength. He forcibly mobilized the true Qi in his body and launched a sword attack, directly attacking Fan Xian's throat, extremely vicious. His whole body had already floated up, preparing to leap onto the eaves of a civilian house and escape from this unconventional master who possessed great strength but was still extremely insidious.
But how could Fan Xian let him escape?
A gray shadow flashed, and Fan Xian had already entangled Xie Bi'an's figure in mid-air. His right arm stretched out quickly and chopped down on the other party's ankle. This palm strike used the small technique of chopping a coffin. Although it attacked the enemy's most unguarded corner, it brought great damage to the other party.
Xie Bi'an groaned, only feeling that his ankle was broken and an unbearable pain quickly spread throughout half of his body, slowing down his escape speed.
It was this slowness that allowed Fan Xian to attack silently. In a moment, he didn't know how many times he attacked Xie Bi'an. The two re-stood on the slightly rainy street, turning into two indistinguishable shadows, one gray and one black, intertwined together.
A series of muffled sounds rang out, and Xie Bi'an didn't know how many fists and kicks he had taken from Fan Xian. Although Fan Xian's attacks were too fast, so he didn't fully unleash his true Qi, Xie Bi'an relied on his decades of cultivation to resist it. However, the tip of the sword was like wind, and he couldn't even touch Fan Xian's body. This fact made Xie Bi'an start to despair.
How could the other party's footwork be so fast!
Xie Bi'an screamed, shaking his wrist quickly and unleashing all of his sword force, turning into a cloud of silver rain to protect his entire body, finally forcing Fan Xian back a few steps.
With a clang, he rested his trembling right hand on the ground with the sword. The tip of the sword pierced into the accumulated water, trembling slightly and adding a few strange patterns to the water surface.
Looking at Fan Xian, who had a calm expression not far away, Xie Bi'an felt a burst of pain in his body. It seemed like countless small knives were cutting him in his meridians. He knew that this was Fan Xian's previous attack, which had completely damaged his internal organs, and the poison he had been hit with was gradually taking effect. His right leg was also about to be unable to stand steadily. Facing the calm enemy, Xie Bi'an had lost the confidence to attack.
"Nine..." Xie Bi'an knew that even if he didn't underestimate the enemy, he was no match for Fan Xian at all. At this time, he had a completely different idea about Fan Xian's strength. His eyes showed some fear after a moment of loss. He had just said the word "nine" when his injuries relapsed and he coughed out a few streaks of blood, swallowing the last word.
He looked at Fan Xian, his eyes flashing with a hint of loss. He still remembered that in the teahouse outside Embrace Moon Pavilion, he had once boasted that he could leave Fan Xian there with just himself.
This was based on his strong confidence in himself and his judgment of Fan Xian. Although the young man surnamed Fan had killed Cheng Jushu on Niu Lan Street last year, Xie Bi'an didn't believe that a member of the elite could have the perseverance to truly devote himself to martial arts, to have truly exquisite and practical killing skills... But who would have thought that such a rich young man had actually stepped into the Ninth Rank!
"...Ninth Rank!" Xie Bi'an coughed non-stop, but he still struggled to spit out two words. His right thumb moved very slightly, pressing on the hilt of the sword.
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Fan Xian tapped his toes and came to Xie Bi'an in a flash, like an arrow, and used his best dagger to cut off Xie Bi'an's sword for suicide. At the same time, he ruthlessly punched Xie Bi'an in the temple, and then flashed back like smoke, as if he hadn't attacked at all.
Xie Bi'an fell on the dirty, rainy water on the street with a miserable expression, covered in wounds.
Fan Xian wouldn't give the loser any chance to express his feelings or strike a dying pose.
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Finally, the Kyoto Prefecture's officers timidly came over, and the Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate also rushed over, feigning surprise. Seeing the situation in the field, his heart chilled, knowing that all the things the Second Prince had designed had been ruined. At this time, looking at the smiling Commissioner Fan, Tian Jingmu didn't know what to feel.
"Someone wanted to kill to silence them, and I happened to come to Kyoto Prefecture to hear my brother's case... and happened to run into it." Fan Xian said calmly, but his right hand was still trembling slightly. "Fortunately, I had a few capable subordinates by my side, so I didn't let these people succeed in their conspiracy."
Xie Bi'an, who had acted privately, had not succeeded in committing suicide. For Fan Xian, being able to capture one of the Eight Great Generals was a pleasant surprise. The Second Prince's Eight Great Generals were not a secret in Kyoto. Today, so many people watched Xie Bi'an assassinate the plaintiffs of the murder case, which was a very good cooperation for the Eight Departments' rumor-spreading work.
Fan Xian really wanted to say thank you to Xie Bi'an, who was lying on the ground.
The Kyoto Prefecture officers took over the guard work, and there was nothing else for Fan Xian to do. He didn't need to point out Xie Bi'an's identity at this time, and his subordinates would naturally do these things.
"This person is left to Your Honor." Fan Xian looked at the Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate with a smile that was not a smile. "The thief is vicious, so please be careful to take care of him."
Fan Xian didn't have the idea of escorting Xie Bi'an back to the Investigation Bureau. Even if he finally found out that the assassination of the plaintiff was ordered by the Second Prince, if it was found out by the Investigation Bureau, the taste would be much weaker. He handed the unconscious Xie Bi'an directly to the Kyoto Prefecture at this time, but was he not harboring dark thoughts? The Xie Bi'an he handed over was alive. If he died in the future, the future things would become very interesting.
The Kyoto Prefecture Magistrate was a Third-Rank official, and the Investigation Bureau was not allowed to investigate without an imperial decree. It was rare to have such a chance to insidiously kill the other party, how could Fan Xian miss it, how could he bear to miss it? If he really missed it, even Young Master Yan would scold him for being a woman's heart.
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In Kyoto after the initial rain, people have not yet recovered from the previous shock. Without a doubt, the things outside the Kyoto Prefecture today will again become the talk of the town at the dinner tables. In the eyes of the informed dignitaries, the battle between the Second Prince and Fan Xian, the balance of victory has already seriously tilted towards the latter - if His Majesty has no opinion, the palace still maintains silence.
The subordinates disguised as passers-by closely guarded Fan Xian and walked towards the mansion. One of them saw Fan Xian's slightly trembling right hand, and thought that Commissioner had been injured in the previous fight.
Fan Xian smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little excited... It's been several months since I've enjoyed this process."
This was the truth. The previous fight with Xie Bi'an did make Fan Xian's mind a little excited. He seemed to be naturally fond of this kind of assassination work, and sometimes even thought that perhaps Yan Bingyun was more suitable to be the master of the Investigation Bureau, and it would be more appropriate for him to work for Xiao Yan.
However, the trembling of his right hand was not only because of excitement. Fan Xian gently rubbed his wrist, and a shadow suddenly appeared on his sunny mood.