Please throw away the notes on the Overwatch Council's regulations and turn to the last page of the Overwatch Council's internal reference material, volume five.
The fifth volume was a summary of the cases of the Overwatch Council over the years. It copied the analysis and summaries of the various representative cases of the last few decades. Aimed at the various cases, it explained in detail the origins of the planning, the brewing process, the influence of the variables, and the final result.
There were many cases in the fifth volume. With the help of the Overwatch Council's intelligence network, as well as the relevant evidence found in the cases, it was enough to explain most of the so-called conspiracies in the world. It was enough to find the true cause of the events, as well as the procedures in between — because in reality, humans were far less imaginative than they thought they were.
But there was also a type of case where people could only dig up one or two sides of the story, and could not explain everything. That was the three words written on the last page of volume five, three words that Fan Xian and Chen Pingping were very familiar with.
"A fairy trap."
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A fairy trap referred to a situation in which there were variables that could not be determined by common sense, resulting in a situation that even the gods could not predict.
For example, when Chen Pingping led the Black Knights in a thousand-mile assault deep into the Northern Wei Kingdom, they captured Xiao En, who had secretly returned to his hometown to attend his son's wedding. The Overwatch Council had already calculated all the details, and had even calculated that they would have to pay a heavy price. But at the wedding, Xiao En did not actually drink the fine wine that Fei Jie had meticulously prepared. The Northern Wei spy chief controlled his food and drink, and everything else around him, with a calm, almost callous degree.
But just when the people of Qing thought that this conspiracy could not proceed as planned, the story took an unimaginable turn. Xiao En heard the noise coming from the bridal chamber and began to feel depressed. He began to drink to drown his sorrows. Coincidentally, the captain of the bodyguards responsible for guarding the leather pouch for him had not been able to resist his craving for wine during the journey and had already finished it. So when Xiao En asked for wine, this irresponsible captain of the bodyguards lost his head in fear and gulped down a pouch of wedding wine.
And so Xiao En was poisoned, and so Chen Pingping and Fei Jie succeeded. And it was not until a long time later that Chen Pingping and the others learned that the reason Xiao En was so depressed was because his son... was impotent.
This kind of variable did not exist in the plan, but it had a great impact on the situation.
For example, twenty years ago, a salt merchant in the south suddenly died after a birthday banquet. The Ministry of Justice had never been able to find the cause of the case, so they handed it over to the Fourth Bureau of the Overwatch Council. Who would have guessed that there were fourteen people suspected of the crime that night, including the concubines? It seemed that everyone wanted the rich merchant to die as soon as possible.
Who was the real murderer?
Another three years later, a poor old man was caught stealing sesame seed cakes and brought to the authorities. Perhaps he didn't want to live anymore, so he confessed that he was the one who killed the salt merchant three years ago. Hearing this, the people of the Fourth Bureau of the Overwatch Council were both embarrassed and shocked. How could professionals like them let go of a real suspect? When they arrived at the scene of the crime, everyone suddenly realized what was going on and felt extremely embarrassed.
The old man and the salt merchant were childhood neighbors, and they grew up together. Later, the old man went to live in Wuzhou, and when he returned to settle down, he saw the salt merchant having a birthday banquet. For some unknown reason, he climbed into the courtyard, picked up a stone, and smashed the drunken salt merchant to death.
The Overwatch Council had noticed the marks on the walls of the courtyard, but they never imagined that an old man who had returned to his hometown would take such a huge risk and climb into the courtyard to commit the crime without being discovered by the guards.
At the time, Yan Ruohai had not yet become the head of the Fourth Bureau. He asked the old man curiously, "After I investigated the case, Bao Zheng also asked you questions. Why were you not nervous at all?"
The old man said, "What is there to be nervous about? If worst comes to worst, I'll just have to pay with my life. "
This was probably the first time Yan Ruohai had seen such a fearsome character, but he still found it strange. "Why did you kill him?"
The old man confidently replied, "When I was young, he slapped me once."
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The assassination in the Floating Temple seemed to be a trap set up by a deity.
Because His Majesty had grown suspicious of the Ye family and was afraid that they had a Great Grandmaster in their family, His Majesty came up with such a shameless plan to frame them. On one hand, he used the name of the harem to transfer Gong Dian away, and on the other hand, he set a small fire in the Floating Temple. As for this fire, Fan Jian and Chen Pingping both knew about it.
After the fire started, the top floor became a little chaotic. The assassin from Xi Hu saw this opportunity and finally made his move. He had been in the palace for more than ten years, and he could not endure it any longer. This kind of life was hard to bear. Three years passed, and another three years passed, and he did not know when it would end. At the time, Eunuch Hong was protecting the empress dowager, and his judgment of Fan Xian's power was slightly off. So when he saw the Emperor only a few steps away from him, he made his move.
The guards made their move, giving the white-clothed swordsman another opportunity.
The white-clothed swordsman made his move. The young eunuch, who had been hiding for a long time, saw the Emperor's back less than a foot away from him, and thought of the dagger hidden in the wooden pillar. He thought this was a chance given to him by the heavens. Faced with this kind of naked temptation, how could he, who had sworn to take revenge, cut off his wife and entered the palace, pass up this opportunity?
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The Emperor's absurd act of arson began, and all the people hiding in the dark sensed that there were too many opportunities to take advantage of. Of course, the assassins were determined and brave. Although they had no contact with each other, they chose to attack one after the other. Helping each other was satisfying themselves. As long as they could kill the Emperor of the Kingdom of Qing, they did not care about their own lives, but they cherished this opportunity that had been created by a freak combination of factors.
They came from all over the world, and for the same goal, they walked together with determination and tacit understanding.
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Late at night in Guangxin Palace, Fan Xian lay on the bed, looking at the gauze curtain on the bed. He could not fall asleep. He had been recovering in the palace these days after his injury, and he had slept a little too much during the day.
The candlelight in the palace was a little dim. His eyes stared at the thin gauze curtain, as if he wanted to use Yinmu's ultimate skill to tear it apart and see the truth behind it.
Wan 'er had already fallen asleep. She was far away from him on the big bed, afraid that if she moved at night, she would touch the wound on his chest. Fan Xian turned his head to look at her, and with some pity, used his gaze to stroke the long black hair that was exposed outside the pillow. The palace was very quiet. The eunuchs were all asleep, and the serving girls on night duty were resting on square stools. Fan Xian turned his gaze to the sky again, and began to talk to himself.
His lips opened and closed slightly, but he did not make a single sound. He was asking himself, and at the same time, sorting out the ins and outs of this matter.
"The assassin from Xi Hu, the hidden eunuch, these are all people who have left behind evidence, so there shouldn't be any problems with the Overwatch Council's judgment." In the dark night, his lips opened and closed noiselessly, looking somewhat strange. "But what about the Shadow? Other than myself, probably no one knows that the white-clothed swordsman is the head of the Sixth Bureau, the most powerful assassin in the Qing Kingdom, the Shadow, who has lived in the darkness for many years and has never been seen by anyone. "
His eyebrows twisted in a rather attractive manner.
"An immortal trap? I think this immortal must be a cripple. " He laughed coldly at the empty bed. "The Emperor wants to arrange a trap to remove the Ye family's power in Jingdou, and cut off the Eldest Princess's possible hand … presumably even the Emperor feels that I have pushed the Second Prince too hard, and he must know what I will do to Xinyang after the new year."
Thinking of this, Fan Xian couldn't help but suck in a cold breath. He didn't know if it was because of the pain from his wound, or because he was shocked by the Emperor's despicable methods. He thought to himself, "His Majesty is too despicable, too shameless!"
"Then what do you want to do?" He tried to guess Chen Pingping's true intentions. "If I asked you face to face, I think you would just sit in your wheelchair and say, 'In Chen Garden, I told you that I would deal with the matter of the Emperor's favor.'"
"The Emperor's favor?"
"After the unexpected turn of events, you still have the leisure to arrange for the Shadow to carry out an assassination, and then let yourself be the hero?"
"Is it really that simple?"
As the foremost assassin in the Qing Kingdom, it was not difficult to imagine the Shadow being able to hide from Eunuch Hong's ears. But Fan Xian didn't want to believe that the Shadow's actions were purely to set up a trap. He wanted him to save the Emperor's life, and in doing so, receive the unshakable favor of the Emperor. The movement was too big, and the result was not rich enough. It didn't match Chen Pingping's calculative personality, so he always felt that Chen Pingping was hiding something from him.
"And you're not afraid that I know it was the Shadow." Fan Xian raised his eyebrows. "But if you want to assassinate the Emperor, that doesn't make sense. Putting aside the problem of a loyal dog suddenly becoming disloyal, given your power, if you wanted to assassinate, you would certainly create a more perfect environment. You want to test the princes on behalf of the Emperor? F * ck, you old dog, aren't you being too nosy? And I don't think the Emperor wants to be so frightened. "
After thinking about it, he was entangled in the situation, unable to extricate himself. He could only sigh and slowly fall asleep. But even in his dreams, he still believed that his mother's old comrade must have hidden the deepest and darkest thoughts in his heart, unwilling to give anyone the slightest opportunity to pry.
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"There is no such thing as a true immortal trap in this world." Chen Pingping sat in his wheelchair and spoke quietly to the blindfolded man in the forest. "You also know that the fifth volume mentioned the death of the salt merchant … The reason why the old man who stole the sesame seed cake was able to easily kill the salt merchant was because the servants and guards in the manor had long been bribed by the concubines. They were very happy to see someone help them do this."
"And the old man's action against the salt merchant was not as simple as the salt merchant slapping him in the face many years ago."
"The precise reason was that the salt merchant had stolen the old man's wife."
"The hatred of the wife's murder is always greater."
"And don't believe that Yan Ruohai won't be able to investigate this matter. In reality, you and I both know that he was blinded by the 50,000 liang banknotes that the salt merchant's concubines gave him."
"So," the old cripple concluded. The old cripple concluded. "There is no such thing as an immortal trap. Everything was arranged by someone. Even if there were variables that coincidentally appeared, they were all within my control. If I couldn't control them, the Emperor would already be dead by now."
Wu Zhu coldly said, "There is no such thing as a complete immortal trap in this world."
"I admit that the existence of the Western Hu assassin and the little eunuch almost messed up my entire plan … but fortunately, it did not fundamentally affect the Emperor's safety."
"From your tone, I can't tell that you are sufficiently loyal to the emperor."
Chen Pingping smiled. "I am loyal to the Emperor, but for the Emperor's true benefit, I don't mind the Emperor being frightened a little."
"What is true benefit? A sufficiently mature successor? "Perhaps it was only in front of an old acquaintance like Chen Pingping that Wu Zhu would speak as much as he did today.
"Planning," Chen Pingping said seriously. Chen Pingping said sternly, "Politics is a process of planning. If Your Majesty wants to drive the Ye family out, just a fire is far from enough."
"Do you think that if the Emperor knew the truth of the matter, he would believe your explanation?" Wu Zhu asked coldly.
Chen Pingping shook his head. "As long as it is beneficial to the Emperor, whether or not I am believed is not important."
Wu Zhu believed that he and Fei Jie were both such old perverts. In a quiet voice, he said, "Your Emperor almost died."
Chen Pingping was very used to this treasonous form of address. It had been like this for many years. Wu Zhu would never address him as "His Majesty" like ordinary people did. His heart was filled with reverence.
"The Emperor will not die." The old man's words were very forceful. "This is something that I absolutely believe. Don't forget, the Emperor will never let anyone know of his final trump card."
"Whether he dies or not, I don't care." Wu Zhu suddenly tilted his head. "I only care that he almost died."
The two of them represented Wu Zhu's completely different attitudes.
Chen Pingping laughed bitterly. Of course, he knew that Fan Xian's accidental injury would turn the old man into a terrifying killing machine. Even someone as sinister as him, when faced with the cold Wu Zhu, he still felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. So, he tried to explain. "Fan Xian was worried that the Emperor would grow suspicious of him because of his rapid rise to power, so I arranged this matter to solve his doubts once and for all … Of course, I arranged the beginning of the story, but I didn't guess the end."
He smiled slightly, as if he was very proud that he still remembered the Lady's catchphrase. "Although this has a lot to do with the Shadow, he always wants to fight you, but you won't give him the chance. So, it's rare for him to have a chance to fight your personal disciple, and he is a bit reluctant to do so. Of course, if Fan Xian hadn't chased after you and suffered such heavy injuries, this matter would not have had much meaning."
Wu Zhu suddenly said, very abruptly, "You let the Shadow come back. I gave him the chance to fight me."
This cold joke almost made Chen Pingping choke. After coughing for a long time, he spread out his hands and said, "It was just an accident."
Wu Zhu said straightforwardly, "If it was an accident, why did he already escape before I came?"
Chen Pingping's wrinkled face was full of a bitter smile, and he coughed a lot before he calmed down. "This … was my arrangement, because I was worried that you would be unhappy and let something happen to him. You should know that I only have one truly useful person by my side … If you killed him, how could these old bones of mine continue to live?"
Wu Zhu said nothing. Only the black cloth fluttering in the night wind expressed his dissatisfaction.
"After I die, the Shadow will be loyal to him." Chen Pingping very seriously stated his reward.
Wu Zhu slightly tilted his head, as if considering whether or not Fan Xian would accept this compensation. After thinking for a while, based on his judgment, a person as lustful as Fan Xian would certainly be interested in a ninth-level super strong assassin.
He was silent for a while, and then said, "You found me in the south, saying that there was something fun to show me in the capital … Is this the show?"
"Fan Xian always said that you were playing in the south, and I thought he was lying to me. I didn't think you were really in the south," said Chen Pingping. "What a coincidence."
Chen Pingping suddenly leaned forward. "I was going to let you watch the show, but I underestimated Fan Xian's power, and I underestimated Fan Jian's shamelessness. That old man knew that the fire was set by His Majesty, and so he rushed Fan Xian upstairs to save His Majesty …" The old man laughed shrilly. "It's a pity that you didn't see it."
Wu Zhu slowly raised his head. "You want to kill the Empress Dowager?"
Chen Pingping shook his head. "After all, the empress dowager is Fan Xian's grandmother. Furthermore, although she watched from the side as the matter of the young lady happened and did not lend a hand to Taiping Courtyard, she did not personally participate in this matter. Up until now, what I have found is not enough to explain anything."
Wu Zhu shook his head. "In the future, if you find something, or if I find something, no matter what Fan Xian does … I will do it."
Chen Pingping knew what kind of determination and strength the words "I will do it" represented, but he still shook his head firmly. "Old Five, although you are the most terrifying person in the world, you still should not underestimate the true … strength of a country, a palace. And since I am the Director of the Overwatch Council, I must consider how the Kingdom of Qing can be safely passed down. "
"Don't forget, this is also the Lady's last wish." He smiled. "So I will do these boring things."
"So what were you going to show me?"
Chen Pingping suddenly sighed, and his voice sounded a little lonely. "Since this show has not yet begun, let's not talk about it now."
Wu Zhu's reaction was not like that of an ordinary person's. It seemed that he had no interest in asking questions, and quickly turned around, ready to disappear into the darkness.
"We haven't seen each other since you took the young master to Danzhou." Chen Pingping suddenly sighed behind him. "We haven't seen each other in seventeen years, and you're leaving so soon?"
Wu Zhu paused, and said two dry words. "Take care."
Then, he really did disappear into the darkness. Given Wu Zhu's power and temperament, for him to say "take care" was already a miraculous thing. At least, Chen Pingping felt a glimmer of warmth in his heart.
The old servant of Chen Garden came over and pushed his wheelchair into the room. Chen Pingping seemed to be thinking about something. Suddenly, he let out a sigh of satisfaction and said, "Tell me, to be able to successfully lure those two extremely patient guards and eunuchs into action … do I count as a very powerful person? But I have to thank that assassin from Xi Hu. If he had seen Fan Xian go upstairs, he would have continued to lie in ambush, and this would have been very boring. "
The old servant smiled bitterly. "The Director's calculations are flawless."
Chen Pingping sighed. "I was born to be busy, and I never forget to pull out the nails for His Majesty … How could I compare to His Majesty?"
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He stayed in the palace for a few more days, until the frost grew colder, and there were signs of snow falling in the sky. At Fan Xian's strong request, the Emperor of Qing finally allowed him to go home.
After the rescue in the Floating Temple, anyone with eyes could see that Fan Xian had recovered from his injuries in the palace. The Emperor was furious. From all these details, he found that Fan Xian had not only recovered to his original state, but it was even better than before. After all, he had used his own body to block a fatal sword. Even if it was an act of seeking favor, it was a favor that he had exchanged his life for. Not many people would be jealous of him; they were just jealous.
On the day Fan Xian left the palace, all the palaces sent him generous gifts. Even the empress was no exception. The gifts from the Second Prince's mother, Lady Shu, were especially generous. Rumors spread through the palaces. Other than Ning Cai, who was generous and generous, and Yi Guipin, who was close to the Fan family, no one dared to look down on this matter.
Even the Empress Dowager had given Fan Xian the Evil Bead, which she had used for over a decade, so the concubines did not dare to be careless.
Fan Xian was half-lying in the carriage. Although the wound on his chest had not completely healed, he could at least turn over a little. He lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the perfectly round pearl in his hand with the help of the sunlight. He narrowed his eyes and thought, Could it be that the real grandmother has finally accepted my existence?
Along the way, Lin Wan 'er and Ruoruo were the happiest. After staying in the palace for so many days, they were rather bored. Furthermore, Fan Xian's wounds were getting better each day, which made them feel much more at ease.
The carriage arrived at the front gate of Fan Manor. Between the two stone lions, wooden boards had already been laid on the steps. The gate of Fan Manor opened wide, as if welcoming an imperial edict, and carefully ushered the carriage in.
Normally, a carriage could not enter the manor directly from the front gate, but the young master was so injured that it had to be arranged properly.
The carriage drove directly to the back of the manor, and Teng Zijing and a few others carefully lifted Fan Xian down. Sisi carefully guarded him. She did not have the right to enter the palace, and had been worried sick at home.
Fan Xian looked at her blushing cheeks and laughed a little. He turned his head and saw his father and Lady Liu.
He saw the faint concern in his father's eyes, which was feigned calmness, and his heart warmed. He said quietly, "Father, I'm back."
(What the old cripple wants to do will be revealed in the seventh volume of "Emperor of the Dynasty". The sixth volume is called "Pleasure Before the Palace". Of course, after this, the old cripple will stay in the Chen Garden to look at the beauties and not come out for ten thousand years. The true reason for the assassination in the Hanging Temple will not affect Fan Xian's happy life in any way. Of course, this paragraph does not count.)
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