Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 30 Help me make things right, and give you a gift

   Zhou Ji's answer was expected by Chen Pingping.

  He had seen Ye Qingmei's box back then, and also experienced the horror of the weapon inside.

  So after receiving the shadow's secret letter, Chen Pingping set off and rushed back to Kyoto without any hesitation.

  Seeing Zhou Ji's sword case with his own eyes now proved his conjecture once again.

  He believed that Wu Zhu would not give Ye Qingmei's relic to a stranger, and also believed that Zhou Ji's sword case must contain the same terrible weapon.

   Does not belong to this world, does not belong to this era.

  Chen Pingping is an extremely forbearing and paranoid person, her heart is hidden in the depths of a thick fog, and even Emperor Qing cannot see clearly.

  Even if this world is very different from the novel Zhou Ji knew, some essential things will not change.

   It's like Chen Pingping's resentment towards Emperor Qing.

Looking at Chen Pingping sitting in a wheelchair thinking about the past, Zhou Ji did not disturb, but slowly exited the gazebo, picked up the sword box under everyone's amazed eyes, stepped lightly on the grass blades with his toes, and the whole person flew away. He jumped up and jumped tens of meters away.

   "If you leave, Prime Minister Lin will definitely believe that you killed Lin Gong."

  Zhou Ji stopped suddenly and turned to look at Chen Pingping. There was no gloomy calculation in Chen Pingping's eyes, only superficial use.

   It seems that the threat just now is somewhat useful.

   Zhou Ji smiled, he refused to be tricked by Chen Pingping, but he did not object to mutual use.

   After all, he can leave at any time after he gets the temple map and completes his weapons and equipment.

   "Dean Chen help me solve this trouble, how about I give Dean Chen a gift?" Zhou Ji said with a smile, "It's not as lethal as the one Ye Qingmei gave you, but it has a miraculous effect on the great master!"

The horror in Chen Pingping's eyes could not be concealed, and she rubbed the armrest of the wheelchair subconsciously. There was a weapon hidden inside, a weapon that only two people in the world knew about. Even Emperor Qing didn't know this secret, because it was Chen Pingping's celebration. The killer move specially prepared by the emperor.

   Unexpectedly, this last gift that Ye Qingmei left him, there is actually a third person who knows and is so familiar with it!

  Even knowing that Chen Pingping had no plans to snipe at him for the time being, Zhou Ji still felt his scalp tingling, annoyed that he didn't prepare early because he disliked the bulky body armor.

   With his lightness skill, he could theoretically dodge bullets, but he hasn't tried it himself, so naturally he doesn't want to try it here.

   "Okay, I promise you." Chen Pingping still took his hand away. The shotgun in the armrest was prepared by him for Emperor Qing, and must not be exposed in advance. At the same time, he also showed a little interest in the "gift" that Zhou Ji said.

  He faintly felt that Zhou Ji knew his real purpose and the real strength of that person, so he cooperated with him with the bait of "has a miraculous effect on the Great Master".

  Zhou Ji glanced at the black knights and the shadows beside him, smiled and said, "I'll be back in the capital in two days, if I settle down, I'll ask Fan Xian to bring you a gift."

   After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

   This time Chen Pingping didn't stop him.

   "Master Dean." Slowly retracting his gaze, Shadow walked into the gazebo and pushed Chen Pingping out, and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to send someone to follow him?"

  Chen Pingping calmed down, returned to her usual gloomy and indifferent expression, waved her hands and said, "No need, this man is extremely light-hearted and good at investigation and counter-investigation, you will not be able to catch up with him."

   "Who the **** are you? What is your relationship with her?"

  On the way back to Beijing, there were faint whispers from inside the carriage, and the shadow couldn't hear it clearly, and didn't dare to think about it.

   On the other side, after Fan Xian let Si Lili go, the group of black riders did not follow him back to Beijing, but went somewhere along the other side of the mountain road.

  Fan Xian walked all the way back, and finally rushed back to the outside of the capital in the afternoon. Before entering the city, he saw that the notice board at the gate of the city was already crowded with people coming and going.

  At the outermost edge of the crowd, a familiar fat figure hovered around, obviously waiting for someone.

   "Wang Qinian?" Fan Xian walked closer, patted the other person on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Why are you here?" After speaking, he pointed to the watertight notice board next to him, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the situation?"

   "Ouch! Master Fan! You're back."

   "Forget about this notice!" Wang Qinian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pulled Fan Xian's sleeve and walked to the side, anxiously said, "Something happened to Fan's residence!"

  Fan Xian's expression changed, he stopped where he was, pulled back Wang Qinian who was still walking forward, and said in a deep voice, "What happened?"

  Wang Qinian slapped his thigh and explained: "In the morning, the Inspection Institute issued an announcement saying that the Northern Qi Dynasty sent Langtao and Cheng Jushu to assassinate the son of an important minister of our dynasty, and made a call to action to send troops to the Northern Expedition to avenge Prime Minister Lin."

   "Langtao? Kuhe's closed disciple, the ninth-rank master Langtao?" Fan Xian frowned and said, "The Forensic Inspection Institute has made a conclusion. Shouldn't this case be closed?"

"The case is closed, but Lin doesn't believe it! He got the news from somewhere, saying that Lin Gong had seen Mr. Zhou's sword box before his death." Wang Qinian said with a wry smile, "Not long after you left the city, Prime Minister Lin personally I went to visit Fan Mansion, saying I came to visit you, but in fact I wanted to question Mr. Zhou."

   After Wang Qinian finished speaking, he looked behind Fan Xian and asked doubtfully, "Where is Mr. Zhou?"

  Fan Xian said in a deep voice: "He realized that something was wrong in advance, and he has already left the capital."

   "Oh, how can he leave at this time? Mr. Zhou will leave at this time and Lin Xiang will think that he is a guilty conscience."

   "Even if he doesn't leave Prime Minister Lin, he won't let him go." Wang Qinian was interrupted by Fan Xian before he finished speaking, "Is Prime Minister Lin still in Fan's residence at this moment?"

  Wang Qinian hesitated and said: "Miss Ruoruo entrusted me to wait for you at the city gate. I don't know much about the situation in Fan's residence."

  Fan Xian sighed softly. Fortunately, Zhou Ji had already left. No matter how suspicious Lin Xiang was, he would not dare to openly overturn the court's verdict. As long as he didn't use his power on the surface, Zhou Ji could probably handle it with his strength.

  Seeing that the gate of Fan Mansion was just ahead, Fan Xian drove Wang Qinian to investigate first, and only after confirming that Prime Minister Lin had left, did he dare to quietly return to the mansion.

  However, what he didn't expect was that Yuan Hongdao had already arranged manpower to observe secretly. From the moment he entered the capital, someone had rushed to Lin Xiang's mansion to report the news.

"Qinian, you go back first." Fan Xian returned to the mansion, allocated thirty taels of silver bills from his own account and handed them to Wang Qinian, telling him, "Use this money to buy a cow, and then buy some other things." I have promised to send the things to Zijing’s wife and children, because I have been busy these two days, so I have delayed until now.”

"Hey~" Wang Qinian's eyes lit up when he saw the banknote, but dimmed when he heard that it was not for himself. When he received the banknote from Fan Xian, he clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, this matter is on me." .”

"Zi Jing usually rushes back to get together with her family no matter how late it is. Yesterday, I was in a catastrophe and stayed away all night. I can't leave here. After you pass by, report to your sister-in-law that Zi Jing's injuries are no longer serious. , she can go home after a few days of recuperation, so don't worry about her."

  Fan Xian judged others by himself. Knowing that these words were just lying to himself, he was silent for a moment, and added: "If she is really worried... just take her into the city. I will arrange a place for her and the child at home."

  Seeing off Wang Qinian, Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing who was still unconscious on the bed, and the guilt in his eyes grew a little more.

  Teng Zijing was implicated by him and nearly died. Fan Xian really didn't know how to face Fuji Zijing's wife and children.

  With a long sigh, Fan Xian left the room and closed the door gently.

  (end of this chapter)