Chapter 404
Chapter 404: The Sword And The Edict
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After Fan Xian finished reading the Council report, his eyes felt a bit dry and he couldn't resist cursing a few times in his heart . When he was little, his name and courtesy name had already been arranged by those people . Surname Fan, name Xian, and courtesy name An Zhi . Thinking of this now, this name was given to him by that Emperor in the Palace, only…ever since he had entered Jingdou, or more accurately speaking, after the spring imperial examination last year, when had he ever been unoccupied[JW1] ?
When he sometimes asked himself honestly, judging by the experience of two lives, Fan Xian had to come to a conclusion that he was not very happy with . The old Emperor in the Palace was actually quite good to him, although he knew that a large part of the reason the Emperor had given him so much power was because he needed the existence of someone like himself to use to balance the situation in court . Furthermore, he had indeed shown great ability in this area .
The royal family had always been heartless . For him to be where he was today, credit had to be given to his mother's favor . This meant that the Emperor did indeed have some father-son feelings for him—at least he wasn't like the Han Emperor, he was at least still alive and living better and better .
Fan Xian would not be infatuated with this glimmer of father-son emotion . He was amazingly clear-headed and calm . He was still somewhat angry at the Emperor for throwing him to Jiangnan and so much work at him, so many troublesome matters .
He was not a donkey…although Haitang seemed to enjoy ordering Sizhe around like one .
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He rubbed his eyes and took out the long rectangular box from beside him and curiously ripped open the wax seal on the outside .
This was a gift Wang Qinian had carefully asked Xia Qifei to bring back . In the letter, it said it was to show respect to him but did not explain what it was .
The box slowly opened and revealed the true appearance of the thing inside . Fan Xian narrowed his eyes . It was a sword, a sword that did not appear to be unusual but a sense of great age emanated from its entire being .
Pulling out the long sword, he wrapped his right hand firmly around the hilt and slowly pulled . Without a sound, the blade of the sword left the sheath and emerged .
Like the snow on Cang Mountain, like the blue in North Lake, like the wind in Jiangnan, the clear and bright sword light rippled in the study . It was unbelievably warm but with a glimmer of bone-piercing cold enveloped within it .
Fan Xian expression shifted slightly . He saw the preciousness and sharpness of this sword . What particularly gave him secret joyful was that this kind of murderous intent within the warmness was similar to his own strange personality .
He lightly flexed his wrist and casually swung it a few times . He felt that the weight was very suitable as well . The blade of the sword swept out silently . It passed over the candle three times, and the candle did not move at all .
The weapons Fan Xian usually used were nothing but secret crossbows and the slim, pure black dagger in his boot . Although it was enough to kill with, he still did not have a suitable weapon, particularly if he was going to fight against true aces .
Since he had been stabbed by the Shadow, Fan Xian was fortunate in learning the secrets of the Sigu Sword . These days, he practiced single-mindedly, and it could be said he has had some small successes . That night he killed Yuang Jingmeng had already proved this point . With the Sigu Sword in his heart, Fan Xian had a growing desire to match it to a good sword .
When he killed Yuan Meng, it was Haitang who lent him a soft sword .
One could not live off a woman, and it was not good to always borrow a sword .
Fan Xian lightly flicked the edge of the sword and listened closely to the soft buzzing sound . He couldn't help but nod his head in approval . He considered this fawning of Lao Wang's well done .
Lifting the paper in the box, on it was written Wang Qinian's skillful supporting words . Full of fawning, it showed regret for peeking at his letter last year and talked about the history of the sword, which actually belonged to the last Emperor of the Wei Kingdom .
The Wei Kingdom had been defeated by the Qing Kingdom, and the fighting families took the opportunity to rise . The treasures in the Royal Palace had long been stolen away by the eunuchs and sold . This sword had since then fallen among the people to never be seen again . However, after 20 years, it finally resurfaced . After Wang Qinian heard, he had paid a hefty price to buy it and then carefully made some external changes before sending it to Jiangnan .
"So, it is an emperor's sword…" Fan Xian looked at this sword and smiled, yet he did not quite accept it in his heart . If this sword truly had an imperial aura, the Emperor of the Wei Kingdom would not have died back then .
However, immediately his brows furrowed together . Wang Qinian knew that he was the Emperor's illegitimate child . To spend a large sum to buy the Wei Emperor's sword and then send it to him from so far away, was this truly just an act to curry favor or was he using this sword to hint at something?
Fan Xian shook his head and sighed, thinking, A man like Wang Qinian who had a wife and daughter, how could he have such bravery? It should be him who was thinking too much .
He felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart . At heart, he was just like the Emperor; they were both suspicious people .
Blowing out the candle he left the study to sleep . Fan Xian couldn't resist muttering, "Zorro . "
The study door closed, the moonlight was peaceful, and the candle broke into four pieces . One stuck to the surface of the table while the three others rolled without stopping .
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Three days later, an Imperial Messenger arrived in Suzhou from Jingdou . The Imperial Messengers were not those eunuchs with wings, they were the eunuchs only responsible for bringing messages from the Emperor . They could not fly; they could only ride horses, so were naturally slower .
Hua Garden was cleaned until it looked like new . The courtyard had been swept, incense lit, and all related tasks completed . With Fan Xian as the head and the Third Prince beside him, everyone in the Overwatch Council Qinian Unit, as well as the Sixth Bureau guards and Tiger Guards, stood densely together . They all waited patiently in the front yard for the arrival of the imperial edict .
They were accepting the imperial edict . As the Sage girl of Northern Qi, it was not suitable for Haitang to be present, so she had left earlier .
However, Fan Xian and his people waited for a long time no one arrived . Fan Xian became somewhat irritated and called for someone to bring him a chair . He sat himself in the corridor and had Sisi shell pumpkin seeds beside him while he chatted casually with the Third Prince .
Deng Zi Yue moved closer to his ear with an awkward expression and said, "Sir, be careful, the wait is inevitable . "
His gaze flicked over to the side .
Fan Xian knew what he wanted to say . His subordinates in the Overwatch Council did not matter, and the Third Prince was now firmly following him, but his insolent behavior did indeed seem a bit disrespectful of the Emperor's might . To the side there was also Gao Da and the other six Tiger Guards, there were also the Tiger Guards responsible for the Third Prince's safety . No one knew whether or not there were people among them sent by the Emperor to spy on him .
Fan Xian narrowed his eyes and did not say anything . In his Northern Qi trip, as well as this Jiangnan trip, it had always been Gao Da and the other six following him . The two sides had interacted happily, at least, they hadn't dragged him back and or done anything that made him uncomfortable . Recently, Fan Xian had purposely shown his true side to them .
He suspected that these seven people would be his personal bodyguards for life, so he might as well use endless small mistakes to have them become used to his future big mistakes .
Sometimes, people's hearts could not be bought, they could only be hooked . It was like this between men and women, and it was actually also like this between men .
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As for the Third Prince's Tiger Guards, fortunately, they didn't make Fan Xian wait for too long . Following the sound of a canon outside, a few royal guards walked in first and then bowed a eunuch into the garden .
Fan Xian had stood long ago . He led the Third Prince forward by the hand and saluted deeply, then he quietly waited to listen to the imperial edict .
The eunuch, who had come to announce the imperial edict, was Eunuch Yao and an old acquaintance of Fan Xian's . The two met each other's eyes . Eunuch Yao knew that this young master was in a hurry . A chill ran through his heart, so he passed over the processes that he could and directly opened the double damask cloth edict . In a high voice, he began to announce the edict .
The contents of the imperial edict were just as Fan Xian expected . Some of the sentences within it were even matters that Fan Xian and the Emperor had already discussed and agreed on in their secret letters .
As the ruler of a country, the Emperor had to express shock and anger at the chaos in Jiangnan . The imperial edict seemed to have used severe language to harshly upbraid Fan Xian . In the imperial edict, there was not a single mention of the Ming family .
The glimmer of a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth as he knelt on the ground . This was as it should be . How could a mere wealthy family in Jiangnan affect the Emperor's heart? Although this time the incident had not been small and the people's blood letters had been sent to the capital, and a few corrupt officials even wanted to try the case before the Emperor in Jingdou, the Emperor's scolding of Fan Xian could be considered an accounting for all those under heaven .
However, the imperial edict, the court's official document, would certainly not mention the Ming family . It criticized Fan Xian for not handling matters carefully, but what matter was it? The court would not say a word on it . This was what was called politics .
It was only some scolding words and, of course, fined Fan Xian another year of salary . There were no other punishments .
Eunuch Yao's high pitched voice stopped . Everyone thanked the Emperor then rose . They then asked after the Emperor's health and such boring matters, after which Fan Xian finally accepted the imperial edict and handed it to an official behind him to store away .
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"They fined my salary again?" Fan Xian couldn't resist muttering . "Father and I haven't been paid for the past few years, who is going to feed the family?"
He and the Third Prince walked in front . Eunuch Yao followed behind with his body bent forward, he walked with small steps and wore a fawning smile .
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