Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 189 Fashionable
"Yes."

Fan Xian nodded solemnly, took off his shirt and applied medicine to himself.

Then Fan Xian told Wang Qinian the whole story.

"That's the case. That sir is really unlucky. He just happened to meet the old doctor Meng who was treating Princess Lin."

Wang Qinian was amazed.

I'm afraid even the dean himself could not have expected such a situation.

During the day, Wang Qinian informed Chen Pingping that Fan Xian was going to assassinate Lin Gong.

According to Chen Pingping's guess, Lin Gong would most likely die at the hands of Fan Xian, and from then on Lin Xiang and Fan Xian would become sworn enemies.

Chen Pingping even thought of a way to help Fan Xian clean up the mess, but he didn't expect it to all be in vain.

"Yes, it was as if Mr. Meng knew in advance that I would go to the Lin Mansion and waited for me there."

Fan Xian was equally puzzled, and the more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

He only told Wang Qinian about this matter and did not even inform Fan Ruoruo in advance because he was afraid that she would worry.

"Wang Qinian, you weren't the one who told the secret, were you?"

Fan Xian asked suspiciously.

"How could this be me? It must be bad luck, sir. It's just a coincidence! If I tell the Third Prince about this, I will be struck by lightning!"

Wang Qinian swore to heaven that what he said was half true and half false.

He did not inform the third prince, but he told Chen Pingping about it.

"It's not you?"

"It's really not me!"

Fan Xian gradually put his worries aside. If he really had to say it, only Little Blackie knew about this matter. It couldn't be that the big black dog told him.

It can't speak human language!
"Forget it, you should first tell me what kind of person this Mr. Meng is!"

"Sir, you really overestimate my ability. How could I know that?"

Fan Xian said happily: "Stop pretending, others may not know, but I do.

You are a clerk in the Inspection Bureau. Although your position is not high, all the files of the Inspection Bureau must pass through your hands.

Do you dare to say that you haven't secretly read Mr. Meng's files?"

It would have been better if Fan Xian hadn't said anything, but when it came to this, Wang Qinian also got angry and said, "How dare you bring it up!

If it weren't for you, Wang would still be working at the Inspection Institute, with a stable job!"

This matter was indeed Fan Xian's fault. Fan Xian killed Cheng Jushu in anger in the street and had his badge of commissioner taken away by Zhu Ge. His only subordinate in the Inspection Bureau, Wang Qinian, was also implicated.

Zhu Ge fired him directly, and now Wang Qinian lost his job and could only follow Fan Xian.

Of course, this is the case on the surface, but secretly Wang Qinian is Chen Pingping's confidant. This time he was promoted in name only and was demoted in reality, receiving orders from Chen Pingping.

"Okay, it's just money! I can't live without you!"

Fan Xian waved his hand and took out fifty taels of silver.

Wang Qinian was quick and put the banknote into his arms immediately, smiling widely.

"Your Excellency is really good at judging people!"

"I don't know you yet!"

Having received the extra benefit, Wang Qinian immediately said seriously: "As for Meng Jiang, the old doctor Meng, I know a thing or two.

This is a long story..."

"Tell the important point!"

Wang Qinian was not annoyed when his prepared speech was interrupted. He thought for a moment, coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, I will tell you what you want to hear.

This old man Meng arrived in Kyoto and lived in seclusion three years ago. His Royal Highness the Third Prince met him by chance during an outing. The two of them had a very pleasant conversation and became close friends regardless of their age difference.

From then on, Mr. Meng became a retainer of the Third Prince's mansion and gradually came into the public eye.

Later, Master Meng cured Princess Lin's chronic illness, overpowered the Imperial Hospital, and left for Kyoto... I won't go into detail about this, Your Excellency also knows it." Wang Qinian paused, and then said: "As for what Master Meng is up to, the Inspection Institute is actually very curious about this.

The appearance of such a strange ninth-rank master in Kyoto was taken very seriously in the academy. The dean personally ordered the masters in the academy to test Mr. Meng's background.

The chief agent of the Inspection Bureau, your teacher, was eager to show his skills and volunteered to do it. As a result...

Well, at present, Mr. Meng is still firmly sitting on the throne of the world's number one doctor, and the result is predictable. "

Fan Xian was not surprised and said, "I heard this from Elder Meng himself."

“Well, Elder Meng’s medical skills and martial arts are both impressive, but the ways in which he has these two abilities are unheard of.

Lord Fei Jie did not get any information from Mr. Meng, so the people in the courtyard changed their approach and investigated the route Mr. Meng took to the capital.

We followed the clues all the way and finally found a remote mountain village. According to the villagers, there was such a miracle doctor living in seclusion deep in the mountains.

The villagers didn’t know his name, age, or appearance. They only knew that this miracle doctor had gray hair, silver armor, and a strange personality. Sometimes he saved the villagers, and sometimes he poisoned the robbers.

Fan Xian pondered for a moment and said, "So, this Mr. Meng is really a hidden master, who came to Kyoto three years ago because he was so quiet that he wanted to move?"

"At present, it seems like this: small seclusion is in the mountains, and great seclusion is in the city."

Everything has a clear path, but why does it always sound weird?

"Sir, your assassination attempt failed this time. I think the guards at the Lin Mansion will be tighter. Do you have any other plans?"

Wang Qinian asked tentatively.

"I will not give up!"

Fan Xian looked determined. He would not be a gentleman if he did not take revenge!

The Domineering Qi becomes stronger with each battle. Breaking through in battle is the general principle of the Domineering Qi's mental method. In this battle, his cultivation level has increased a lot.

Even if Lin Gong cannot be killed now, when he breaks through to the ninth level, Lin Gong will definitely die!
"Sir, as the saying goes, money makes the world go round. Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Wang Qinian winked.

Fan Xian's mind moved, and he said, "You mean, let the Tiansha Palace take action!"

“Well, Cheng Jushu was an eighth-rank master before, and he was in the prison of the Inspection Institute, so it was extremely difficult to ask the Tiansha Palace to take action.

But although Lin Gong is the son of Prime Minister Lin, he does not have much cultivation, and the guard force of the Lin Mansion cannot be compared with the prison of the Inspection Institute.

Assassination, he can hire someone to kill you, but you can't hire someone to kill him?!"

"you're right!"

Fan Xian's eyes lit up.

"So how much money do you plan to pay to have Tiansha Palace kill Lin Gong?

I have to remind you that Lin Gong’s head is still very valuable.”

Fan Xian took a deep breath and said, "I won't pay a cent!"

Wang Qinian: “?”

Fan Xian didn't care too much about it, gave Wang Qinian ten taels of silver as hush money, and went to look for Wu Zhu.

"You are hurt."

Wu Zhu said calmly, without any emotion in his words, as if he was just stating something.

Fan Xian complained, "Uncle Wu Zhu, I almost couldn't come back, couldn't you pay more attention?"

"dessert?
I remember that Miss mentioned dim sum before she passed away. She said it was a kind of dessert, very sweet, and Miss liked to eat it after meals. She said it was some kind of afternoon tea. "

"..."

Fan Xian held his forehead with his hand and said, "My wife is really fashionable. She wouldn't like to drink milk tea, would she?"

"How did you know?"

The corner of Fan Xian's mouth twitched.

(End of this chapter)