Chapter 50 Li Chengze: Otherwise, in this round, my aunt would have the Ye family kid in her hands
It's late at night
Fan Mansion, Study
"I originally thought that I took advantage of Chen Pingping's departure from Kyoto to facilitate your marriage with Wan'er, but I never expected that it was..."
Fan Jian's eyes were complicated and his tone was full of emotion, as if he had been tricked by someone else and he broke out in a cold sweat.
He stopped in time.
From Fan Xian's narration and Guo Baokun's confession, he roughly figured out who was responsible.
"You don't have to ask about this matter anymore. I will settle it." He put away Guo Baokun's confession and said in a deep voice.
Fan Xian has always been smart. He realized that his father must be the one who guessed the person behind this matter. His father didn't say anything and looked so cautious, so he must be an important person.
Um...Inspection Institute, Chen Pingping?
"So, Zheng'er has been living in the Bingmasi Yamen these days?" Fan Jian asked, his expression relaxing.
Fan Xian nodded, but he did not tell Fan Jian all the details about Ye Zheng's advance arrangements and response to the assassination.
Because the person who wanted to kill him behind the scenes was the second son of Prime Minister Lin's family, he didn't distrust Fan Jian, but he was unsure of Fan Jian's attitude.
Asking him to settle the matter peacefully would not allow him to do so, and he would not feel at ease!
also…
"Okay, ask Ruoruo to prepare some food tomorrow and send it over with Zhenger, and you can come along." Fan Jian said.
"Where is Sizhe? These past few days, I have almost picked out the young men who can sing. I will take him to my brother-in-law's place to discuss it tomorrow." Fan Xian had something on his mind, but he did not show it.
Coincidentally, the mental states of this father and son are now almost the same.
"Is it okay to discuss such matters in the government office? You too, I told you that day that I would ask someone to ask. You insisted on helping Zheng'er, how did you get through Wan'er?" Fan Jian said in a serious voice with a stern face.
"Wan'er said she wanted to introduce me to a great singer named Sang Wen." Fan Xian said with a proud tone, "So what if it's a government office? There must be time for tea breaks, right? I haven't seen an official busier than him, and Uncle Ye isn't that busy either."
Fan Jian snorted coldly, "I heard that you have a high level of martial arts attainment?"
Martial arts? Or attainments?
Fan Xian curled his lips and nodded, "It's OK, I'll make do."
"Your uncle Ye likes guys like you the most. Whenever he meets one, he will take him to his martial arts hall to have a good fight. You know that your uncle Ye is a ninth-rank master, right?"
Fan Xian suddenly felt his lips dry. He stammered several times and finally asked, "How did my brother-in-law survive?"
……
The next day, Xicheng Bingmasi
"How can I endure... What does endure mean? There are probably more than a handful of ninth-rank masters in this city of Kyoto. I am looking forward to such a rare opportunity to spar with others. I am willing to accept it. How can I feel that it is an endurance?"
Fan Xian couldn't help but applaud, while shaking his head rhythmically.
Probably only Ye Zheng could understand the combination of these two actions.
Ye Zhong glanced at his boastful and serious little son, his eye twitched, he coughed, met Fan Xian's curious gaze, smiled kindly, "Zheng'er is indeed determined to fight."
"Anzhi, there's no need to praise him too much. He still has a lot to learn." Although Ye Zhong didn't understand, he deduced something from Fan Xian's expression, waved his hand, and said modestly.
He obviously misunderstood. Fan Xian was just lamenting how shameless his brother-in-law was.
Ye Zhong suppressed his smile and turned to Ye Zheng, frowning and saying, "You are so proud. Even if you want the Kyoto Garrison to send troops to help, you should have sent a petition and had Commander Pan deliver it to the Kyoto Garrison. How could you call me here to ask for someone?"
"Don't worry, the process will be carried out step by step, and you will never be impeached. It won't take long for Commander Pan to get there, so you can sit for a while." Ye Zheng hurriedly stood up and said.
"Let go... I'll be scared... I don't have the time to wait here for you. Go and ask Commander Pan to send the report to the Kyoto garrison as soon as possible."
That was because Fan Xian was there, otherwise Ye Zhong would have scolded him. As he spoke, he stood up and walked away.
"Father, where is that soldier?" Ye Zheng asked towards his back.
"Wait, then."
Ye Chong walked out of the courtyard without even looking back.
At this time, Fan Ruoruo walked in from the door separating the front and back of the hall and looked around, "Hmm? Where's my uncle?"
"Father has something to do, so he's leaving first. Can we eat now?" Ye Zheng seemed a little impatient.
Fan Xian thought that he looked most like a young man at this moment, but he also felt that he was trying to trick his sister.
"Okay." Fan Ruoruo's beautiful eyes and lips showed a faint smile, and she nodded slightly.
Fan Xian sighed.
What about his intelligent, clever and talented sister?
Ye Zheng glanced at him, and without caring what his elder uncle thought, he happily went to the back with the young lady.
After a while, Fan Ruoruo poked her head out from the door, looked at Fan Xian, and asked in confusion, "Brother, don't you want to eat?"
Do you remember that you have a brother?
Then do you remember that your brother is here too?
"Tell him to slow down, Sizhe hasn't come back yet."
Whenever he was with Ye Zheng and his sister, Fan Xian really wanted to pull Wan'er over.
I have, I have too!
gas!
"Brother, brother, I'm coming, I'm coming~"
When he stood up, Fan Sizhe's voice was heard from the yamen gate. It sounded... so tiring.
After a while, Fan Sizhe walked in with his hands full of things.
"Why buy so much?" Fan Ruoruo asked with a frown.
Fan Sizhe was panting, "Brother, spread it out, spread it out, it hurts my hand."
Fan Xian stretched out his hand, and when his hand touched the bundles of food that were stacked up...
"Sizhe is back."
Just then, Ye Zheng came out from behind the courtyard.
Fan Sizhe immediately took back the food in his hand and puffed out his chest, "Well, I'm back, brother."
"I told you to call me brother-in-law." Ye Zheng walked over with a smile and reached out to take the food from his hands. "It's okay, brother. Don't be tired. You must be waiting impatiently. Let's go and eat."
Looking at the energy Fan Sizhe is showing, he doesn't look as tired as he did just now at all.
Fan Xian: "…"
"We bought too much." Fan Xian helped open the packages of food. There were eleven dishes in total, including cold dishes, stir-fried dishes, and braised dishes. The highlight was the two spiced ducks.
"It's rare for you and Sizhe to come here, so we should treat you well." Ye Zheng handed over the clean bamboo chopsticks with a smile.
"Brother, you are too polite. We are all family." Fan Sizhe said happily.
But Fan Xian could sense something was wrong.
Fan Ruoruo also understood and pursed her lips.
"From what you said, these are all bought for me and Sizhe?" Fan Xian couldn't help but asked.
In fact, he already had the answer in his heart.
"Of course." Ye Zheng nodded, and looked at him and Fan Sizhe with concern, "Is it not enough? If not, I will send someone to buy more."
Fan Sizhe blinked, "This is not yet..."
Fan Xian pointed at the food that Fan Ruoruo had prepared, "What about these?"
"Of course, Ruoruo and I will eat it." Ye Zheng's eyes were full of 'Are you an idiot?'
The young lady glanced at him with a mixture of anger and smile.
Fan Sizhe, “…”
Why does my brother have such a big appetite?
Fan Xian: "…"
No more mean talk!
My liver hurts!
Angry!
……
Halfway through lunch, a group of people came from the Kyoto garrison.
The 'team' guarding Kyoto is different from the 'squad' of the Bingmasi organized by Ye Zheng.
The team is the smallest combat unit in Daqing, with a total of fifty people.
In a hurry to eat, Ye Zheng did not give detailed instructions. He just asked Zhongli to make arrangements, including guarding the cell, patrolling, and night watch, etc. The main focus was still guarding the cell.
None of these four female swordsmen from Dongyi City can die in vain!
After he finished eating, he chatted with the young lady for a while, and then went to inspect the people sent by his father in a happy mood.
Ok…
I don’t know whether Dad did it on purpose or... intentionally.
"Young Master Yang, Young Marquis Gu, this one also looks familiar..."
Yang Li, Gu Yan'an, and the other three sons of noble families immediately felt extremely embarrassed.
Back then in Nanshi, they could still chat and argue with Ye Zheng, but here now...
I could only politely ask, "Master Xiaoye."
"My brothers are so polite." Ye Zheng said with a smile.
His enthusiastic attitude towards the five people attracted the attention of other Kyoto garrison soldiers.
All five of them puffed out their chests, especially Yang Li, who also raised his chin.
Yang Li had boasted countless times in the camp that he was familiar with the now famous Ye Zheng, but those people just laughed at him for almost getting beaten by the Third Young Master.
Now, can they see it?
"Master Xiaoye is still on official business. We can talk again when you have time after leaving the yamen."
Just as he was about to speak to Ye Zheng, Gu Yanan spoke.
"Okay, with your skills, I will leave the cell to you. I feel more at ease."
Ye Zheng's words once again attracted several glances from Yang Li, Gu Yan'an and the other four.
"Yes."
The five of them responded loudly.
energetic.
Ye Zheng nodded with satisfaction and secretly winked at Zhongli.
As it turned out, he was worrying too much.
From lunch to leaving the court, even the archers from the Bingmasi who entered the cell would be severely interrogated by these five men.
Dad is awesome.
He is really good at training soldiers.
……
Xining Lane, Mansion
"Aunt's plan... is really great." Li Chengze slowly put down the book "Life is Long and Hateful, and Rivers Flow East" in his hand, revealing slightly red eyes, and looked at Xie Bian.
The latter's mouth twitched and he almost couldn't help it.
Li Chengze gritted his teeth and put down the book in his hand. "When I first read this book, I didn't find it interesting, but the more I read, the more I was fascinated. I deeply empathize with Yang Jian's misery, so I lost my composure."
Xie Bian nodded, and 'believed' his explanation, "These days, this book is almost catching up with The Dream of the Red Chamber."
He added, "Cheng Jushu and the four female swordsmen from Dongyi City have all been dealt with. As for the weapons... only Chen Chong died. I wonder if anyone in his family knows what happened?"
"If we take action now, it will only make things worse. It's not good to ruin my aunt's kindness." Li Chengze smiled, his eyes fell on the candlelight, and said, "It's a pity that my cousin has no status with the Lin family, and no emotional relationship with them. Otherwise, my aunt would have had the Ye family's kid in her corner."
When the Bingmasi is short of manpower, it can borrow manpower from the Beijing Camp.
(End of this chapter)