Chapter 601: A Stone Falls, the Whole City Is Shocked

"…Your Majesty, I am grateful for your comfort, but now that things have come to this, I dare not hope for the best."

"Alas, Prime Minister, please accept my condolences." Emperor Qing sighed and said, "Let's postpone the sacrifice to heaven for a few days. You can go back to your residence to recuperate. The Supervisory Council will continue to dig. Once there is any new progress, I will send someone to the Prime Minister's residence immediately."

Hearing this, Lin Ruofu stood up, bowed respectfully, and choked up and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"I will take my leave!"

After saying this, Lin Ruofu bowed his head respectfully and backed out of the imperial study.

Emperor Qing watched Lin Ruofu leave, and when his footsteps faded away, he spoke thoughtfully: "Eunuch Hou, do you think Lin Gong is dead or not?"

The eunuch waiting beside him immediately replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, I think if Second Young Master Lin had left at that time, there might be a glimmer of hope for survival, but if Second Young Master Lin was also in the manor at that time, he must have fallen under the might of heaven!"

Emperor Qing nodded and said: "I think so too."

"The might of heaven... the might of heaven..."

Emperor Qing sat on the edge of the dragon bed, looking at the bright moon on the palace wall outside the window with extremely deep eyes.

At the same time, in the Supervisory Council, there was also a person looking at the bright moon through the skylight.

Chen Pingping, who was in the wheelchair, holding the memorial in his hand, suddenly remembered the mysterious young man he had seen in the daytime.

"Heaven... Heaven..."

"If Heaven really exists, it should be easy to bring out such divine power, right?"

Chen Pingping lowered his head and looked at the memorial in his hand, his eyes becoming extremely complicated.

But, if Heaven really exists, why didn't it show up in the past?

Or is Heaven just a larger Qing Kingdom?

If that's the case, then I can only rely on you, Fan Xian...

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That night, everyone in Kyoto couldn't sleep because of the heavenly punishment.

Fan Xian was naturally the same, and he also had to worry about Lin Gong's handling of the matter.

So he thought all night, until the cock crowed in the morning, then he opened the door, with a face full of fatigue, and looked up at the sky with a wry smile.

"Lin Gong, Lin Gong, what should I do with you..."

"Why can't we talk about it in a nice way?"

"If someone around me really died because of you, do you think I should kill you or not?"

Fan Xian sighed in his heart. Although he was still dissatisfied with what Lin Gong did, he was inclined to let Lin Gong go.

After all, in the Niulan Street assassination, except for destroying a carriage, he did not suffer any loss. On the contrary, Lin Gong was almost killed by two powerful bodyguards around him.

Of course, the above sentence is just a conclusion based on the result.

If we look at the cause, Lin Gong did go too far.

Fan Xian thought about it all night and finally made an eight-character comment on Lin Gong's behavior-

His heart can be killed, but his feelings can be forgiven.

After all, he knew how good Lin Gong was to his sister, and after he came to Kyoto, he tarnished his reputation in order to break off the engagement, which made his brother, who loved his sister, want to kill him as soon as possible.

Considering the attitude of his fiancée Lin Wan'er, Fan Xian finally decided to let Lin Gong go.

But before letting him go, he planned to have a good talk with his second brother-in-law who would assassinate his brother-in-law at any time.

Just as he was about to walk to Yamu's room and ask where Lin Gong was imprisoned, his sister Fan Ruoruo suddenly rushed over in a hurry.

"Brother, there is someone outside the door. From what he said, it seems to be the staff of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"... The staff of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, and then frowned slightly, not knowing why the staff of the Prime Minister's Mansion came to visit today.

Could it be that the Prime Minister's Mansion knew that Lin Gong was in his hands?

How is this possible? !

After a little thought, Fan Xian decided to meet the staff first.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

In the flower hall, Fan Xian smiled and bowed to the aide.

The aide also smiled and returned the greeting, saying: "I am Yuan Hongdao, an aide to the Prime Minister's residence. I came here today mainly to convey some news and attitudes to Mr. Fan on behalf of the Prime Minister."

"...What news?"

Fan Xian asked calmly.

Yuan Hongdao smiled and said: "Nothing, but the Prime Minister wants to ask Mr. Fan how to set the wedding date."

Hearing this, Fan Xian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After coming back to his senses, Fan Xian said with a bright look in his eyes: "This...this should be decided by the emperor, right?"

Yuan Hongdao slapped his head, stood up and bowed to Fan Xian with a smile: "Mr. Fan is right, I am confused. Since it is the emperor who arranged the marriage, it is naturally up to the emperor to decide. I will take my leave now!"

As he said this, Yuan Hongdao bowed and turned around, leaving the flower hall neatly.

Such an anticlimactic meeting made Fan Ruoruo, who was waiting nearby, a little confused.

"... Are you leaving now?"

Fan Xian had come to his senses at this time, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at her and said: "The message has been passed on, so of course I have to leave."

Fan Ruoruo looked confused, blinked her big eyes and asked: "What message, how did it pass on, why can't I understand it?"

Fan Xian smiled and picked up the untouched cup of hot tea, and said softly: "Prime Minister Lin is using the wedding date to convey his attitude to me - he has agreed to the marriage between me and Wan'er!"

Fan Ruoruo thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "So this is what he meant."

Fan Xian put down the teacup, shook his head and said: "But this level of goodwill is not enough, I have to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to talk to him."

"Ah?" Fan Ruoruo asked in surprise, "What are we talking about?"

Fan Xian sighed, "Talking about family harmony in the future."

After saying that, Fan Xian immediately stood up and found Yamu in the room.

"Brother Mu, accompany me to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"..." Yamu glanced at him, "Now?"

Fan Xian nodded seriously, "Yes, and if possible, it's best not to let others find out."

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Half an hour later, two black shadows rushed onto the roof of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yamu squatted beside Fan Xian, pointing to a room next to a rockery in the courtyard and said, "Prime Minister Lin is there."

Fan Xian looked at Yamu in surprise: "How did you know?"

Yamu glanced at him and said lightly: "Aura."

Fan Xian nodded thoughtfully, and then complained: "Brother Mu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why do you talk like Uncle Wuzhu now? Did you get infected by him?"

Yamu twitched his lips and sighed: "Is it possible that I am a taciturn person?"

"You? Taciturn?" Fan Xian glanced at Yamu in surprise and shook his head, "I can't tell."

Yamu rolled his eyes, raised his hand to grab Fan Xian's collar, and said unhappily: "Stop talking nonsense, get down quickly!"

After speaking, Yamu raised his hand and threw it, and Fan Xian immediately flew out with a low cry, adjusted his body in mid-air, and landed accurately outside the study.

After landing, Fan Xian stabilized his body, looked up and glared at Yamu, gave him a middle finger, then straightened his clothes and strode out of the study.

At this time, Yuan Hongdao had returned to the Prime Minister's residence and was explaining today's meeting to Lin Ruofu in the study.

"... In my opinion, Mr. Fan is quite smart. I just mentioned it, and he immediately understood what the Prime Minister meant."

Lin Ruofu nodded and said, "Fan Xian can write a quatrain like "Climbing the High Mountain", so he is naturally not an ordinary person."

Yuan Hongdao hesitated and said, "It's just that with Mr. Fan's identity, it seems difficult to escape political oppression, and his future life will be extremely difficult to be stable. If I entrust the eldest son and Miss Chen to him in the future, it seems that it is not very stable." "" Lin Ruofu shook his head and said, "Even if his surname is not Fan, as long as he marries my daughter, he is destined to not escape these nets. "

Yuan Hongdao sighed lightly, and then whispered, "What about the eldest princess? "

Lin Ruofu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said coldly: "Although Li Yunrui is a crazy woman, she knows your majesty best."

"She asked Wu Bo'an to plan the assassination, which is a three-pronged plan. Killing Fan Xian can regain the power of the inner treasury, and persuading Gong'er, she can use this as a rope to tie my Xiangfu tightly to her."

"But she didn't expect that Fan Xian was not so easy to kill..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a sudden noise outside the study.

Lin Ruofu and Yuan Hongdao immediately alerted and shouted coldly: "Who is it? !"

There was silence outside the study for a moment, and then it slowly opened, revealing Fan Xian's expressionless face.

"... Is it you? "

Yuan Hongdao looked at Fan Xian in astonishment.

Fan Xian ignored him, just stared at Lin Ruofu, and said slowly: "It turned out to be the eldest princess..."

Lin Ruofu frowned, turned his head and glanced at Yuan Hongdao, motioning him to leave.

Yuan Hongdao understood, bowed to Lin Ruofu, and then bowed to Fan Xian, then walked past Fan Xian.

Fan Xian did not stop him, but looked at Lin Ruofu and said: "Why?"

Lin Ruofu waved his sleeves, sat behind the desk, glanced at Fan Xian and said: "Didn't you hear it?"

Fan Xian said lightly: "You said three birds with one stone, I only heard two, what about the other one?"

Lin Ruofu shook his head and said: "This third one has nothing to do with you, it is your majesty's grand plan. "

"Your Majesty was not able to complete the Northern Expedition that year, and you have always been brooding over it. Now that Li Yunrui has ordered Cheng Jushu to kill you, it can be regarded as giving Your Majesty an excellent reason to start a war. Even if Your Majesty does not like her acting on her own, you must accept her kindness and cannot punish her severely."

"So, just forget about it!"

After saying that, Lin Ruofu did not care about Fan Xian's reaction, and waved gently, saying: "I will not ask how you got in. Since you are here, come and sit down, and we can have a good chat."

"..."

Fan Xian walked over with a complicated expression and sat opposite Lin Ruofu.

Lin Ruofu looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly said shockingly: "What do you think about Gong'er wanting to kill you? "

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, then calmly said: "After I came to Beijing, I did a lot of ridiculous things to tarnish my reputation in order to break off the engagement. It is natural that the second young master does not want his sister to marry me. Besides... didn't you just say that the mastermind of the assassination was the eldest princess. "

Lin Ruofu frowned and said: "I told you to forget it."

Fan Xian smiled and said: "It's not so easy to forget things that have been remembered in your mind."

Lin Ruofu shook his head and blamed: "You are still too young... As I said just now, the eldest princess's behavior is very much in line with the emperor's wishes. Even if you expose it, you can't let the eldest princess be convicted for it. At most, you will be scolded by the emperor. "

"I asked you to forget this matter, not to ask you to kneel down and beg for mercy, but to hide your fangs and wait for the right time. "

Fan Xian's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help asking: "Why is the prime minister so considerate of me?"

Lin Ruofu looked at him deeply and suddenly said calmly: "I have only two sons and one daughter in my life. The eldest son fell ill when he was young. Although his body was cured by famous doctors, his mind was unable to grow and remained at the level of a three or four-year-old child. s level."

"Although my little girl has a normal mind, she was born weak and suffered from tuberculosis. Her identity cannot be revealed to outsiders."

"As a father, I have not been able to meet my little girl even once since she was born."

"Among the three children, only the second, Gong'er, is the future hope of the Lin family. But now, he and the thief Wu Bo'an..."

Having said this, Lin Ruofu paused, a hint of coldness and sadness flashed in his eyes.

Then, he asked softly: "Do you know Wu Bo'an?"

Fan Xian immediately replied: "I know, and it's not just Wu Bo'an. I also know about the meteorite and the manor."

Lin Ruofu narrowed his eyes: "Do the Fan Mansion and the Supervisory Yuan actually communicate with each other to this extent?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly and did not answer.

Lin Ruofu waved his hand: "That's all, in short, there is little hope for Gong'er's survival now. For the sake of my children's livelihood, I can only place my hope on you, my future son-in-law..."

Fan Xian said thoughtfully, "That's why you want to know my attitude towards this matter."

Lin Ruofu nodded: "That's right."

Fan Xian blinked and said, "What a coincidence, I also have something to do. I want to see the prime minister's attitude."

Lin Ruofu raised his eyebrows: "You tell me."

Fan Xian stared into Lin Ruofu's eyes and said with the same astonishment: "Lin Gong is not dead yet, he is in my hands!"