"What should I do?" The strange light in Fei Jie's eyes grew stronger. His messy hair burned like a flame. "Only an idiot would know what to do. However, Director, I must remind you that even if you hide yourself even deeper, you have already implicated so many people. If something happens in the future, the Emperor will always suspect you."
Chen Pingping gently patted his knees that were like frozen wood. Raising two fingers, he bent one slightly and said, "The situation you're talking about is … if the Emperor wins, then he will suspect me. I have never denied this because the truth is that although I know 99% of the secrets in this world, there is still 1% that I cannot touch. "
"For example, the Emperor's heart."
"Thus, I will choose to sever. If I don't do this, I will not be able to convince him. I will not be able to let that child live happily after the matter."
Separation was to be severed with blood and fire. It was to be severed with the truest aura of death. Fei Jie was an old man from back then and had always held a high position in the Overwatch Council. Without question, he was the person in the world who had the clearest grasp of Chen Pingping's true thoughts. Although Fei Jie was still confused about the Director's final goal, he immediately understood the word "separation."
After many years, would the killing in the valley be like a layer of paper or a piece of cloth, a piece of black cloth? It would cover Chen Pingping's heart and help a certain young person block the burning and suspicious gaze from the person on the dragon chair.
"What if the Emperor loses?" This was the question Fei Jie was most worried about. After all, the Emperor was Fan Xian's father. If he won, at least Fan Xian, who appeared to be loyal to him, would not have much of a problem. However, once the Eldest Princess's side obtained the world, even if Fan Xian wanted to die, he probably wouldn't be able to die well.
"Don't underestimate Fan Xian." Chen Pingping bent back his last finger. His not-so-large right hand formed a hard fist. "Fan Xian is like this fist. He has strength. Furthermore, his five fingers are all closed in his palm like a foreshadowing. I don't know exactly what this child is thinking in his heart, but I can vaguely guess."
"If his fingers are exposed, it's easy for others to chop them off. It's much safer to keep them in his fist. At any moment, they can shoot out and hit someone." Chen Pingping gave a sharp laugh and said, "If we old men don't die, how can that crazy girl Eldest Princess easily control the world? Fan Xian had sent his brother and sister to Northern Qi and had secretly done so many things with the North. Why was this? Wasn't he preparing for all of this? He can hide his thoughts from others, but can he hide it from me? "
These words were true. Fan Xian's secret transfer of power to the North was still relying on the Overwatch Council's resources. As the ancestor of the Overwatch Council, how could Chen Pingping not guess?
Chen Pingping lowered his head slightly and pulled up the wool blanket on his knees. "This guy actually thinks further than anyone else in court. His arrangements for his retreat are more solid than anyone else's. I dare to bet that even if he can't stay in the Qing Kingdom in the future, the world will still change because of him. Northern Qi's foundation is still there. Think about it yourself."
Fei Jie opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he faintly sighed and said, "This is treason."
Chen Pingping sneered and said, "The country is not a country anymore, how can there be a word of rebellion? Besides, for that child, there really isn't much to be attached to in this country. "
Fei Jie understood the Director's feelings but still couldn't resist shaking his head. "Has Fan Xian already grasped the secret of the palace treasury?"
"I'm not sure," Chen Pingping said with his head lowered. "But after staying in Jiangnan for a year, I don't believe this kid doesn't think of a way to control the manufacturing arts in the palace treasury into his own hands."
If Fan Xian was present, he would certainly prostrate himself in admiration toward this old cripple. Everything he was thinking had been completely guessed by the other party.
"If there really is chaos in the future, Fan Xian will go straight to Northern Qi," Chen Pingping sighed. Chen Pingping sighed. "Even if the Qing court is extremely displeased, can the Eldest Princess and the Ye and Qin families destroy Northern Qi? With one falling and the other rising, the fate of the country will change. I'm afraid the situation in the world will be reversed. "
Fei Jie shook his head. "It's just the palace treasury. Even if Fan Xian has the ability to control half of the arts, it will only make the Northern Qi court more money. It won't change anything."
"Won't change anything?" Chen Pingping snorted disdainfully. "In this world, there is nothing more important than money. Back then, the Young Mistress said this … only, the Young Mistress is not as greedy and ruthless as Fan Xian."
"Would Fan Xian really do that?" Fei Jie sighed. "But, after all, he is a person of the Qing Kingdom. To help an enemy country … I don't believe it."
He continued, "Then he might as well choose to stand by the Emperor's side and help the Emperor manage the court. Once he goes to a foreign country and becomes a foreign official, even if Northern Qi values him, he will just be a favored official without personal freedom. What good is there? "
"Speaking of which, it is very strange," Chen Pingping smiled slightly. Chen Pingping smiled slightly and said, "Although I've never said anything to him, and I trust that Fan Jian won't say anything, it seems that Fan Xian has always had a deeply hidden knot in his heart toward the Emperor. This child can endure, to the point that I only recently realized this. Since there is a knot in his heart, no wonder he has been looking for a way out. Fan Ruoruo is like this, Fan Sizhe is like this. If Minister Fan had truly resigned before the year, I think Fan Xian would have arranged for him to retire to Danzhou. "
"Danzhou is a good place. It wouldn't take more than a few days to get to Dongyi by boat. Even the Qing navy can't stop them. From Dongyi to Northern Qi is even closer."
Fei Jie shook his head. "That's too far-fetched. No matter how smart Fan Xian is, he is still a young man not yet 20. How could he calculate things so far into the future? Besides, as I said earlier, Northern Qi is a foreign country. What confidence does he have in gaining the trust of the Northern Qi royal family? It's not good to have an old man as an Emperor … he has to be someone else's official. "
"This is only my guess." Chen Pingping blinked his tired eyes. "Who knows how things will develop in the future? However, as for whether or not Northern Qi will accept the Qing Kingdom's escaping officials, I think Fan Xian has some idea. At least in the next two years, he doesn't need to think about this problem. Don't forget that village girl called Hai Tang. Fan Xian spent so much effort to trick such an unremarkable woman into his hands. I don't believe he doesn't have any sinister thoughts. "
Would Fan Xian, who was far away in Jingdou recovering from his injuries, feel wronged?
"As for the Northern Qi royal family …" Chen Pingping furrowed his brows. "The empress dowager can't hold on much longer. Ku He hasn't said anything. The most capable members of the younger generation in her family have all thrown themselves under the little Emperor. In another two years, the little Emperor will have great power in his hands. For some reason, the little Emperor truly trusts Fan Xian to let go of so much silver … I don't understand, I don't understand."
It was rare for there to be something in this world that Chen Pingping couldn't understand.
"In any case, this is a matter for many years to come." Chen Pingping coughed and revealed a comforting expression. "Perhaps, no, not perhaps. At that time, I will already be dead. What's the point in caring so much? I just feel gratified that Fan Xian did not fail to live up to my training. "
"In the courtyard, I once said a few words to him, telling him to set his sights higher."
"He has done well. Although there are often problems with the details, he has made ample preparations for the structure of the bigger picture," Chen Pingping comforted. Chen Pingping said comfortingly, "Making trouble in Jingdou is only a matter of one country. Right now, his heart is already set on the world. On this point alone, he is naturally a level higher than Li Yunrui. He is beginning to get close to our great Emperor."
Fei Jie thought for a moment and then said, "Director, you've confused me again. I just wanted to ask about the attack in the valley. I didn't think it would involve the world."
Chen Pingping smiled and said, "I think it's best if you go to the Fan manor right now to see your disciple's injury."
Fei Jie shook his head and prepared to leave.
Chen Pingping suddenly said, "Tell him he won't be able to leave. At least, I haven't died yet."
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Fan Xian had no intention of leaving. Those arrangements were just a last way out, just in case. Seventh Ye had traveled between the three large workshops in North Min and Hangzhou. Taking a strange risk, he had quietly copied a thick palace treasury file. He was not prepared to take it and seek refuge with Northern Qi right now.
He wasn't that stupid. Although he didn't know why the Northern Qi Emperor admired him so much, he knew his roots were in the Qing Kingdom. If he could live so freely in the Qing Kingdom, only an idiot would play a thousand li battle.
However, an escape route had to be prepared.
Besides, there were still so many enemies and enemies in the Qing Kingdom's Jingdou and countryside. If he didn't clean up these people, raise the Third Prince to the throne, and ensure the Qing Kingdom remained peaceful and peaceful, how could he be willing to let go?
Just like how Chen Pingping was unwilling, although Fan Xian had learned under the old man's teaching to look at the bigger picture through the eyes of the world, he was actually also unwilling in his heart.
It was actually very simple for Fan Xian to let go. After Uncle Wu Zhu recovered from his injuries and came back, he and Uncle Wu Zhu would drift away alone and take a boat from Quanzhou to the Western world to see the sights of the West. They would find those mysterious yet cowardly sorcerers to fight and pick up a few Helen. It would be very satisfying.
Presumably, even the Emperor, Ye Liuyun, Sigu Jian, Ku He, the three great powers under heaven would not easily come and stop him. Even the military would not be able to leave this master and servant pair in some place.
However, they often stopped not because of their footsteps but because of the ties in their hearts. Fan Xian was a person with wives and concubines. He also had his father, grandmother, brothers, sisters, friends, subordinates, and trusted aides.
In the jianghu, one's body was helpless. In reality, in the court, one's body was also helpless.
It was impossible for him to easily leave. Thus, Fan Xian chose to stay. He valiantly expanded his power and prepared his path of retreat. At any moment, he was prepared to fight to the death in this difficult and dangerous court against those who dared to harm him.
When he lay on the bed and listened to his teacher relay Chen Pingping's last words, although his heart was shocked by the old cripple's torch-like eyes, his face was calm. The corners of his lips twitched slightly. Mockingly, he said, "Has the old man lost his mind and said all this nonsense? Where can I go? "
Fei Jie glanced at his proudest disciple and found that the kid's words seemed to come from his heart. He also felt that Director Chen's thoughts were overly complicated and thought of everyone under heaven as old foxes like him. Although he was a Great Grandmaster of poisons, in some areas, he was far inferior to Chen Pingping. He was even inferior to Fan Xian. Thus, he did not see that the little fox's smile was actually very sweet.
"Let me look at your injury."
Fan Xian shook his head and smiled. "Teacher, if I can't heal such a small injury myself, wouldn't that be a complete loss of face for you?"
He suddenly thought of something. He took out a brown paper bag from beside him and handed it to Fei Jie. Fei Jie held it in his hand and asked, "What is it?"
Fan Xian was silent for a moment. He then said, "I tried for half a year in Hangzhou and found a few medicines that seem to be able to neutralize the aggressiveness of the Iced Smoke. I want to see if I can make Wan 'er pregnant. However, I don't really trust myself, so I asked you to help me take a look."
Fei Jie was silent. He thought to himself that this kid had just barely escaped death in the valley. Presently, Jingdou was in a state of panic. No one knew what the Palace and Overwatch Council would do. Who would have thought that this kid would have the leisure to help his wife research medicine? Of course, Fei Jie knew that Lin Wan 'er would not be able to have children after taking the Iced Smoke Smoke. He had always felt embarrassed to see Fan Xian. Now that he had made it clear, he couldn't help but feel a bit awkward.
Fan Xian smiled warmly. "Teacher, don't think too much. You worked so hard to cure Wan 'er's tuberculosis. I can't be more grateful than ever. In reality, I don't really care. It's just that Wan 'er really does want a child, so I'll have to trouble you to put in a bit more effort. "
Fei Jie sighed and agreed. He suddenly realized a reality. He had originally planned to go to Chen Garden to find the Director and seek justice for Fan Xian. In the end, he had been persuaded by the Director to come and test the waters with Fan Xian. In the end, he didn't say anything in the Fan manor bedroom and was ordered by Fan Xian to make medicine.
After busying around, he hadn't accomplished anything all day. Fei Jie was a bit angry. He stared into Fan Xian's eyes and said, "I can't be bothered to guess what you two ghosts, one old and one young, are thinking. If you have something to say, you can say it face to face."
Fan Xian chuckled and said, "I'll go to Chen Garden tomorrow."
"You still have injuries," Fei Jie said worriedly. "Besides, after you were assassinated, the Emperor was furious, but there has been no progress in the investigation … there is much discussion in Jingdou. It is not very peaceful. I don't think it is appropriate for you to leave the manor and leave the capital at this time."
Fan Xian calmly said, "Teacher, don't worry. I won't give anyone another chance to harm me."
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The next day, outside Chen Garden, the wooden door slowly opened. The countless Overwatch Council assassins and all kinds of traps hidden outside Chen Garden did not feel a sliver of caution because of the visitors.
Perhaps it was because the young official who came was also sitting in a wheelchair.
Fan Xian sat in the wheelchair and slightly tilted his body to avoid the pain from the wound on his back. He allowed the old servant to push him down the stone steps.
Chen Pingping also sat in the wheelchair with a wool blanket on his knees.
Fan Xian tilted his head slightly and looked at the old cripple with great interest. The old cripple also looked with great interest at Fan Xian's appearance in the wheelchair. The two of them laughed at the same time.
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(Yesterday, I wrote too fast, so I had old Master Qin wear a quilt. My apologies. I like Chen Pingping, so I've been serving Pingping recently.)
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