Fan Xian and Si Lili rode together and hugged Si Lili from behind.

Take advantage openly and openly.

The ears and temples are rubbing against each other, that's probably it.

Seeing the two men's appearance, many officials from the Sixth Department frowned.

What a shame in broad daylight!

"It's getting dark now, and the sky is foggy, so heavy rain is coming soon. My lords, you don't go home when it gets dark, and you don't collect your clothes when it rains, but you block my way at the gate of the city. What's the point?

"

Fan Xian jumped off the horse, held the reins, walked forward slowly, looked at the six officials in front, and said in a very calm tone.

It's like chatting with an old friend.

"Master Fan tracked him for thousands of miles and captured the Northern Qi secret agent Si Lili and brought him back to the capital. His contribution is indispensable."

"If you have something to say and something to say, don't follow me in such a roundabout way."

Fan Xian's rudeness caused another commotion in the crowd.

"Since Mr. Fan speaks so quickly, let me tell you the truth. Now that Si Lili has been escorted back to Beijing, I don't bother Mr. Fan to bother interrogating him. He hopes to hand him over to my Dali Temple."

On horseback, the green-robed official spoke slowly.

He was in his thirties and already sat in the high position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He should have a few brushes. He was not angry at Fan Xian's rudeness.

Fan Xian touched his forehead and said calmly: "If you want to steal someone from me, to put it bluntly, you have to do so many false excuses. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with me here?"

The man smiled, but ignored Fan Xian's unreasonable words again.

"I am the chief inspector of the inspection institute, and Si Lili is a prisoner of our inspection institute. None of your six departments or the Dali Temple have the right to interfere." Fan Xian took out his waistband of the chief inspector of the inspection institute and showed it to everyone, and said.

There was silence in the crowd for a while.

An official who looked older took a step forward on horseback and said: "If it is really a prisoner of the Institute of Inspection, we would not dare to stop him. However, the Institute of Inspection also has its rules. If you want to mention someone, please ask

Show the official nomination document from the Inspection and Inspection Commission."

Sure enough, Jiang was still very old. The old man concluded at a glance that Fan Xian had just returned to Beijing, and there was definitely no official document in his hand.

Indeed, as he expected, Fan Xian had no official mentioning documents at all.

Fan Xian touched his nose, raised his head and looked at the officials from the six ministries and the young minister of Dali Temple in front of him one by one. He smiled and said, "Is there an official document for the promotion?"

Several of them nodded.

"Okay! I'm a person who always convinces people with reason. If you want to see the official document of mentioning someone, I'll just show it to you."

Everyone was riding on their horses, looking down at Fan Xian jokingly, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Before he could take back the joke, in the dark evening, a bright light suddenly shone in the sky.

The two swords come together and break through the air!

Double flying sword!

Swirl into the sheath.

The officials slowly recovered from their shock, but the black gauze hats on their heads were still missing.

Two swords flying seven hats.

Completed in an instant.

A red shadow fell from the sky and landed beside Fan Xian. He handed him a bunch of candied haws, smiled sweetly, and said softly: "Sir, you are finally back. My sister has been thinking about you these past few days."

Fan Xian took the candied haws and bit into one, then ruffled her hair without revealing that she had to use Lan Yi as a shield.

Although he acted coquettishly and was lively and cheerful from time to time, he was not bold enough to dare to directly say that he missed the young master in public, so he had no choice but to let his sister take the blame.

"This candied haws is crystal clear. It looks great and smells delicious. I wonder if Mr. Fan can let me try it too?" Manager Li noticed Fan Xian and Hong Yi were greasy and crooked. He curled his lips and interrupted.

"Ah?" Fan Xian raised his head and glanced at her, then decisively refused.

"I'm used to eating alone."

Si Lili swallowed, turned her head and said nothing.

The three of them kept spreading their lies, but the officials from the Sixth Ministry could not bear it anymore.

Flying swords flew off their black gauze hats. This was no ordinary humiliation. How could I endure this in my heart?

Just as he was about to speak, Fan Xian spoke first, "I tracked Si Lili for thousands of miles and captured him. I should be the one to preside over the trial. He is here. Those who are capable can grab him, but if anyone stops me,

Don't blame me for turning my back on you and being the soul of someone who died under my sword. What happened today is that even if I go to His Majesty, I will have something to say."

Cang!

Fan Xian drew one of the two swords from the waist of his red coat, then led Si Lili's horse and walked forward.

Wherever he went, officials continued to criticize him.

"Why is this person like this? It's so unreasonable! It's lawless!"

"You don't even take us seriously!"

"Too overbearing!"

…

Although the cries of crusade continued, they still made way for Fan Xian one by one.

They spoke happily, but they were still worried that Fan Xian, a lunatic, would actually strike them with a sword.

This brute is a master that even the second prince dares to fight.

In the city gate alley, Yan Ruohai looked at the scene in front of him.

The young man held a seven-foot dagger in his hand and held the horse's reins. Officials from the six departments cursed each other angrily, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.

Especially the line, "If you have the ability, feel free to rob people." Yan Ruohai always felt that that should be his line.

He held a file in his hand, which was the official appointment document of the Inspection and Inspection Commission.

This time, he came specifically to rescue Fan Xian.

I originally thought that in times of crisis, I would show up with the official document of the Prosecution Bureau and shout domineeringly, "Here is the official document of the Proposal! If you don't accept it, feel free to snatch the person!"

But……

Yan Ruohai looked at the nomination document in his hand and felt that it seemed a bit redundant.

If your lines are snatched away and you don't say them, it's all in vain.

Fan Xian led the horse, walked through the crowd, came to Yan Ruohai, and stared at him.

Fan Xian was curious as to whether Yan Bingyun's adoptive father knew Yan Bingyun's true identity. What choice would he make on the day Yan Bingyun's identity was revealed?

Yan Ruohai felt that Fan Xian's eyes were a little strange at this time, but he didn't think much about it.

"This is the official nomination document from the Inspection and Inspection Commission." Yan Ruohai handed the file to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian turned a blind eye to the file in his hand and said with a smile: "Sir Yan, let's not say that I am on the same level as you. Since I chose to face the officials of the Six Ministries and Dali Temple alone, do you think I will give the person to you?"
Chapter completed!