From the beginning of celebrating more than one year, the sun shines on the sky

Chapter 47 [Yan Bingyun]

The sky gradually darkened.

The breeze is blowing, with the smell of sea water blowing from the sea.

It seems that there will probably be another heavy rain tomorrow.

fan mansion.

It's rare to get together today and sit down to eat together.

Even the ingredients have just arrived.

Six dishes and one soup can be described as rich.

Ever since Fan Zui became a general, he seldom eats at home.

In the words of the old lady, she didn't know what she was busy with all day long, and she didn't see anyone once in ten and a half months.

When going out to fight, sometimes I don't see him once in half a year.

Just when they were about to move their chopsticks, Fan Zui glanced at Fan Xian and gave him a sneaky wink.

So, Fan Xian suddenly took the bamboo shoots in front of the old lady and said:
"Grandma, I like to eat this."

Before the old lady could speak, he quickly started eating.

Moreover, it seems that there is no intention to leave some for the old lady.

Fan Xian took the plate and walked outside the house while eating.

Fan Zui looked at the old lady and said, "Grandma, let's eat, don't worry about him."

Although she was puzzled, the old lady didn't ask, but took the rice bowl and chopsticks from Fan Zui and ate quietly.

It's just a plate of bamboo shoots, nothing serious.

Moreover, the old lady knew very well what kind of virtue her grandson was.

Neither Fan Xian nor Fan Zui was that kind of person. Since she was not allowed to eat that plate of bamboo shoots, and even took the plate away, it meant that there must be something wrong with that dish.

Although she knew there might be something wrong with it, the old lady wisely didn't ask.

After all, now that Fan Zui and Fan Xian have grown up, they can handle some things well.

Regarding the talents of the two, the old lady never doubted.

"Grandma, I'm going to the capital tomorrow, those people will naturally attack me, but don't worry, even if those people are added together, they are not my opponent, but..."

Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant, the old lady got up and put a piece of braised pork in his bowl, and said:
"You don't have to worry about me, they are not so bold yet."

The old lady is a smart person, she can guess what Fan Zui is worried about with just one glance.

Fan Zui swallowed the braised pork in his mouth, and then said: "For the sake of safety, I will leave two people for you. If there is anything, you can tell them."

After his words fell, two women came in from the outside, bowed to the old lady, and said:

"I met the old lady."

"Grandma, they are all seventh-rank. Even if they look at the world, they can be regarded as masters. From now on, they will stay by your side to protect your safety."

"Kyoto is the dangerous place. You should take them with you. You don't have to worry about me here."

Compared with her own safety, the old lady was more worried about Fan Zuizai's dangerous situation.

"Grandma, this matter is settled like this. When the matter in Kyoto is over, I will return to Danzhou to see you."

There is one more thing that Fan Zui didn't say.

That is, in the later stage, once those people find themselves out of control or difficult to be hostile, they will inevitably attack the old lady.

In addition to these two women, in fact, he also made other preparations.

It's just that it's a dark game, and it can't be put on the bright side.

I really hope that these preparations will not come in handy one day.

After the meal, each dispersed.

The old lady watched Fan Zui leave the yard, leaned on crutches, and said:
"Be careful, I won't send you off tomorrow."

While speaking, the last few words were still somewhat hoarse.

Fan Zui waved his hand.

When he came to this world, there were only a few people he really respected.

Wuzhu counts as one, and the second one is the old lady.

The old lady really treated the two of them as her own relatives.

Even though she knew in her heart, Fan Zui and Fan Xian were not her grandsons.

It was precisely because she knew that her kindness, kindness, and kindness to both of them came from the heart, and Fan Zui and Fan Xian's "Grandma" also came from the heart.

What Fan Zui didn't know was that right after he left the yard, the old lady still couldn't hold back the tears she shed before parting.

"Old madam..." The servant girl hastily stepped forward to support her.

Fan Zui walked out of the yard just in time to see Fan Xian returning with injuries on his body.

"Brother, you guards are more powerful, I reckon, it's not a problem to capture eighth-rank masters alive, right?"

Fan Xian recalled the scene of the battle just now, and couldn't help but secretly startled.

These guards do not seem to be very high-level, they are all in the sixth and seventh ranks, but together, they are really powerful.

It is him, if he is dragged by these people, it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape.

He had seen the 100 guards more than once, but today was the first time he saw them make a move.

Fan Zui ignored his words, looked at Teng Zijing who had already fallen into a coma, and said, "Is this the person who poisoned you?"

Fan Xian nodded and said, "Yes, it's him, but it's not some kind of strong poison, there's something strange about it.

We haven't entered Beijing yet, the assassination has already arrived.

Brother, tell me, who wants to attack us? "

Fan Zui pretended to be confused, pretending to understand, and said, "I don't know, why, do you have an idea?"

Fan Xian glanced at the unconscious Teng Zijing, and said, "Brother, leave this matter to me, how about it?"

Fan Zui glanced at him with great interest, and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you, but what I want to tell you is that this man is Teng Zijing, and he is from the Inspection Institute."

Hearing this, Fan Xian couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but he quickly turned around, looked at Teng Zijing on the ground, then at his brother, and asked:

"How do you know his identity?"

Fan Zui smiled without saying a word, and said meaningfully: "If I say that I already knew when he was about to assassinate, would you believe me?"

"Hehe, don't brag, don't tell me, you arranged him to assassinate him."

Fan Zui spread his hands and said, "Now this matter is in your hands, I won't ask questions, you can figure it out."

After all, he turned and left.

"Wait, brother, I seem to remember that when the teacher came and left, he gave you a badge from the Inspection Institute, right?"

Fan Xian asked suddenly.

Fan Zui didn't stop and didn't answer, but just threw a token backhand, "Remember to return it to me when you're done."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

"Brother, sometimes I really doubt that you can read minds. It's no secret to be a brother with you!"

that night.

midnight.

Among the Kyoto.

The news of the assassination of the commissioner by the Procuratorate reached the capital as quickly as possible, and fell into Yan Ruohai's hands.

Seeing the news, Yan Ruohai frowned, knowing that something big was about to happen.

It was unprecedented for the Procuratorate to send its own people to assassinate its own commissioner.

As an old man of the Inspection Institute, he could tell at a glance that there was an inner ghost in the Inspection Institute.

This thing is big!
He hurriedly dressed and got up, and sent someone to call Yan Bingyun to tell him about this matter.

Knowing the cause and effect of the whole incident, Yan Bingyun was silent for a while, and asked:
"Have you got it?"

Seeing his father frowning slightly, he said to himself: "It seems that it should have failed, what a pity..."

Yan Ruohai looked at his son, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Yan Bingyun was expressionless, with an iceberg face, and said: "Fan Zui can't be the commissioner of the inspection institute, this commissioner's badge must be taken back."

(End of this chapter)