The weather was gloomy, and the sky was filled with thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds.

The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seemed to be holding a sharp sword, which could pierce through the tight leather jacket, not to mention the exposed face, which was scratched by it again and again.

The pain is excruciating.

Although the weather is still gloomy and gloomy, Fan Xian's mood has improved a lot and he has never felt so relaxed.

Maybe he learned something again.

Or maybe, I just walked around the gate of hell and returned safely.

Seeing the falling leaves in the palace again, now withered and yellow, Fan Xian felt that they were more beautiful now than the lushness and greenness of the past.

Youth is in full swing.

"Hey, father-in-law, Your Majesty just said that there is a traitor in the inspection agency and you want me to help find it. Do you think this is true?"

The old eunuch staggered and almost fell to his knees before Fan Xian.

"Mr. Fan, Your Majesty didn't say anything. You said it all. Besides, even if I have great courage, I don't dare to judge the will of the Holy Spirit."

Fan Xian looked back at the imperial study room, and under the leadership of the old eunuch, he took a shortcut and started going down the mountain.

Just now in the imperial study, Fan Xian decisively rejected Emperor Qing's request for him to "break into" Langya Pavilion as a spy.

Emperor Qing's eyes were incomprehensible, but he did not make a big fuss about this matter. He exposed it in one word and never mentioned it again.

Both of them are smart people, and they will stop at the right time and never go too far.

Afterwards, Emperor Qing's strange behavior made Fan Xian feel uneasy.

This old man actually appointed himself as the imperial envoy to go to the south of the Yangtze River to rectify the official affairs department in the south of the Yangtze River.

Qing officials, the ones who manage the granaries.

It's a fat guy.

This time serious disasters occurred in three states, but Jiangnan, a land of plenty, could not provide food.

An honest person like Fan Xian wouldn't believe it if there was nothing fishy about it.

Not to mention an old fox like Emperor Qing.

The key link in the "Remaining Years Plan" is Jiangnan.

According to the plan, when Fan Xian went to Beijing to meet Emperor Qing, he would temporarily leave the capital to avoid Lin Gong's affairs and take the opportunity to go to Jiangnan.

If I could get Emperor Qing's consent, my trip to the south of the Yangtze River would be much smoother, and at the same time, I wouldn't have to cover up my whereabouts.

If Emperor Qing doesn't agree, he can just leave without bothering him.

But the development of things exceeded all Fan Xian's expectations.

Before he could speak, Emperor Qing directly ordered him to serve as an imperial envoy to go to the south of the Yangtze River to find food to relieve the disaster in the three states.

Although there is food in the treasury, the food in the treasury cannot be moved now that the war between the North and the South is imminent.

It is the life guarantee of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the front line, and it is also the crux of the stability of the Qing Dynasty, including the most important factor in whether it can guarantee victory in this battle.

If there is no food, the morale of the army will be shaken, the battle line will be unstable, and it will collapse at the first touch.

Going to the south of the Yangtze River, looking for food, and rectifying the Jiangnan official department. Logically speaking, such an important matter should not be sent to a young boy like myself.

But Emperor Qing did just that.

Fan Xian could feel that the old man did this on purpose.

He is borrowing strength again.

Borrow the power of Langya Pavilion.

What was even more impressive was that the old man actually sent a beautiful woman to accompany Fan Xian.

In the Qing Dynasty, the first woman to be an official was Shen Yuexi.

Served as the Right Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

This official position is not small.

At least, he is several ranks higher than Fan Xian.

But this trip to Jiangnan was led by Fan Xian.

Shen Yuexi, Fan Xian has heard of this name, she is an amazing woman.

She is the right minister of the Ministry of Finance. It makes sense to order her to accompany him on this trip to the south of the Yangtze River. However, according to the regulations, it is most appropriate to send Fan Jian there.

Therefore, Fan Xian always felt that something was strange.

Could it be that the highest wish of my beauty collector has reached the ears of old man Qing Emperor?

Then he went with the flow and simply gave one to himself?

Fan Xian shook his head and secretly slandered in his heart: "If this old man is so kind, I will take his last name!"

When the conversation was about to end, Emperor Qing mentioned the traitor in Langya Pavilion again. Just like in the original work, Fan Xian asked bluntly whether he wanted to cooperate with the inspection agency's secret investigation.

Emperor Qing just smiled, said nothing, and waved Fan Xian to retreat.

"Hey, father-in-law, tell me, is there really a traitor in the inspection agency?"

"Oh, my Mr. Fan, I beg you, please stop scaring me, okay?"

Fan Xian nodded and stopped asking.

After walking a few more steps, Fan Xian suddenly turned around and asked again: "Father-in-law, just tell me who it is in a low voice. I will never tell anyone."

"Master Fan, I will kneel down directly for you."

The old eunuch instantly knelt down beside Fan Xian with a look of despair on his face.

"Father, what are you doing? How can I bear such a great gift from you? Get up quickly."

Fan Xian helped the old eunuch up and stopped asking about the traitor.

In his mind, Fan Xian suddenly remembered what Emperor Qing suddenly said when he left the Imperial Study Room, and he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back.

"Fan Xian, you seem to be honest and forthright from the moment you enter the royal study. In fact, every word is disguised. You want to give me the image of a straight minister, don't you?"

Fan Xian turned around and held his hands in salute without answering.

"Father, I am dissatisfied with what you said. Your Majesty's last words made me break into cold sweat on my forehead."

The corner of the old eunuch's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with fear: "Master Fan, you know how to be afraid. Let me tell you, ever since you entered the imperial study room, I have been sweating on my back. Stop it, you, please be careful when you speak and act in the future."

"Thank you, father-in-law, for your advice."

Stargazing Peak, Stargazing Platform.

Emperor Qing held an arrow in his hand, which was the one that Fan Xian shot through the armor. He watched Fan Xian and the old eunuch leave in silence for a long time...

Under the light of the lamp, Emperor Qing took up his pen and added a name at the beginning of the "Langya Pavilion Volume":

Fan Xian!

A wisp of cold wind blew into the study and blew over his face, making Emperor Qing's thoughts clearer.

The plan in my mind has become a little more complete after meeting Fan Xian today.

This plan works!

This world will eventually be unified by the Qing Kingdom!

Sending Fan Xian down to Jiangnan was also part of his plan.

If future generations of readers know this now, they will definitely sigh with emotion, emmp, this world is too dangerous.

It's obviously your own plan, but who knows that your plan is actually just the tip of the iceberg of someone else's plan.

Ring within a ring!

A plan within a plan!

This is what bothers Fan Xian the most.

I clearly felt that the old man Qing Emperor must be up to some conspiracy, but in his mind, it seemed that there was a thick layer of fog, which seemed to be clear but not clear, and seemed clear but not clear.

With just that thin layer of window paper, you can understand the deeper meaning.

But sometimes, a little difference means that it is thousands of miles away from the truth.

A must-go when traveling to Jiangnan.

However, Emperor Qing's true intention should not be careless, and the key points must be figured out as soon as possible.

It seems that tonight I am going to have a mandarin duck bath with Lan Yi again.

In the cold wind, Fan Xian's pace instantly accelerated a bit.
Chapter completed!