Chapter 13 Yan Bingyun.

The carriage was running smoothly on the official road of Qing State. When Teng Zijing suddenly appeared and mixed in with the servants of Fan Mansion, Li An did not show any surprise.

However, Fan Xian was very surprised.

After all, he had discussed with Teng Zijing to let him avoid everyone's attention after faking his death and sneak into Kyoto to conduct investigations.

However, Fan Xian had not expected that Teng Zijing would choose to go to Beijing in this way.

He hurriedly pulled Teng Zijing aside and asked in confusion: "You...why are you here?"

Teng Zijing smiled and replied, "I am going to Kyoto too. If I follow your motorcade, I won't be checked."

Fan Xian asked in confusion: "How did you get in? None of my servants know you. Wouldn't they be surprised to see a stranger?"

Teng Zijing smiled proudly and said, "Although they don't know me, they know silver."

Fan Xian shook his head speechlessly, and then Teng Zijing said mysteriously: "By the way, don't worry about my business for now. I remembered a piece of news about you. Do you know why you came to Beijing this time?"

Fan Xian asked in surprise: "Why? And how did you know the news?"

Teng Zijing smiled and said, "I'm from the Supervisory Council and I came across your file by accident. You came to Beijing this time to celebrate your wedding. Congratulations, and happy wedding!" After saying that, he took out a dagger from his body and gave it to Fan Xian as a wedding gift.

"What...what?" Fan Xian choked on his own saliva and quickly looked around. After confirming that no one noticed him, he asked again, "Getting married? With whom? Why didn't anyone tell me about it?"

Teng Zijing smiled mysteriously and said, "Then I don't know. Well, I won't talk to you anymore. You've been out for such a long time, don't let people get suspicious. I'm going to light a fire and cook some broth." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the servants, leaving Fan Xian alone in a daze.

After a long while, Fan Xian finally reacted, secretly sighing at the freedom of marriage. Then he turned around and returned to the convoy.

The red-armored knights had been silently guarding the carriage and had no communication with the people from the Fan Mansion, as if they came from two completely different worlds.

The servants in the Fan Mansion were busy preparing food, setting up wooden racks, placing iron pots on them, and cooking the fragrant broth.

However, when Fan Xian ordered people to send the broth to the red-armored knights, they refused and continued to silently eat the dry food they brought with them. No one paid any attention to the broth. Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart that these red-armored knights were really an elite force. He didn't understand why they would accept orders from his father, an official who was only the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

At the same time, Li An didn't care about these things. He held the hot broth and drank it all in one breath. He wiped his mouth, looked at the two people who returned one after another as if nothing had happened, then got back on the carriage and started his practice.

As Li An's cultivation level improves, he can also gain 30-50 experience points every day. However, he also clearly realizes that it will take three years to reach the eighth level of warrior without being disturbed and in the best case. And this is about to enter Kyoto, and the peaceful days will be gone forever. It will become difficult to continue to practice and improve his cultivation level.

Therefore, Li An cherished every moment of cultivation time. This time was money to him, and he could even save dozens of taels of silver a day. He calculated that if he didn't cultivate every day and went to make money, he would be losing money if he didn't make 50 taels of silver. Moreover, as his realm improved, this number would continue to increase.

The convoy continued to move forward smoothly, with no unexpected incidents along the way. Until the third day, they encountered a convoy coming from the opposite direction.

The two motorcades crossed each other without any communication. However, Fan Xian curiously pulled open the curtain and looked out, and saw a familiar face - the bloated figure, messy beard, beggar-like clothes and hairstyle all looked so shabby.

So Fan Xian ordered the caravan to stop and rest on the spot, while he quietly left the caravan and followed the wheel tracks of the other caravan.

"Teacher, it's been a long time. Are you well?" Fan Xian looked at the figures of the Supervisory Office staff in the distance, handed over two pears, and greeted them softly.

Fei Jie took the pear, took a bite, frowned and said, "Not bad, but I've taken on a tough job this time. So next time when you pick pears, try to pick the bigger and fatter ones, because they're sweeter!"

"Hey, teacher, just make do with the meal. By the way, what's the mission? Where is this convoy going?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

"These people are from the four divisions of the Supervisory Council. Look, the people in the car are the heads of the four divisions. The secret agent who assassinated you in Danzhou, is he called Teng Zijing? They are his subordinates," Fei Jie explained.

"His name is Yan Bingyun, and he is the son of Yan Ruohai, the chief of the Supervisory Council. He is a martial arts expert with extraordinary wisdom and strategy, and is a young and promising talent. Unfortunately, he has to bear the responsibility for the secret order from the Council to assassinate you. When the Dean heard about it, he dismissed him in anger and ordered him to take his men to dress up as a caravan and go to Northern Qi to lead the intelligence network there, which can be regarded as redemption."

Fan Xian looked at the carriage, but couldn't see what it was: "As the head of the Third Department, why do you need to escort the carriage yourself?" "This is the order of the dean. First, it is to provide support, and second, it is to see him off." Fei Jie explained.

"It turns out there are so many things going on here." Fan Xian sighed.

Fei Jie waved his hand: "I have to go back quickly, don't let anyone see me. Thank you for the pears."

Fan Xian watched his master leave, then turned and walked back to his own carriage along the road, biting a pear as he walked. As he was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed that Yan Bingyun's carriage was blocked in the middle of the road ahead, and both sides were surrounded by people from the Overwatch Council.

Fan Xian asked loudly, "You stopped me because you want to avenge your men?"

Yan Bingyun's cold voice came from the carriage: "Teng Zijing's crime was not punishable by death, but you killed him. This shows that you are a cruel and murderous person. Hand over the waist badge of the Commissioner, you don't deserve it."

It turned out that Yan Bingyun wanted Fan Xian to hand over his badge. Fan Xian said in a deep voice, "What if I don't?"

"Hand it over!" Yan Bingyun ordered in a serious voice.

There was a clanging sound, and the people from the Supervisory Council all drew their swords.

At this time, Fei Jie's voice came faintly from the roof of the car: "Don't forget the dean's instructions, don't cause any more trouble."

The carriage, however, fell into silence.

"You can try to get out of the carriage." Fei Jie continued, as if hinting at something.

There was another long silence. "Let's go." An order came from inside the carriage. Everyone sheathed their swords, and the carriage turned around and drove forward.

"Fan Xian! We will meet again!"

Fei Jie looked at the carriage that had moved a distance away and said to Fan Xian with a smile, "He won't be back for a while. Don't worry about him."

"By the way, there is another piece of news I need to tell you."

"Oh? Please go ahead, teacher." Fan Xian responded.

"You are going to Beijing to get married this time."

"I already know about this. Teacher, do you know which family the girl is from?"

Fei Jie explained: "It's Lin Wan'er from the Prime Minister's Mansion. But the girl is not in good health and has been ill recently, so she is in a hurry..."

Fan Xian suddenly realized that he was the one who came to get married! He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Fei Jie saw that there was nothing unusual about his apprentice, so he didn't say anything more.

"I'm really leaving this time, so you better be careful along the way."

Fan Xian waved goodbye to his teacher, already thinking about running away from his marriage. But he couldn't be impatient, so he had to wait and see.

What if, I mean what if, that girl is very pretty?

Fan Xian returned to his own carriage and the convoy set off again.

Li An finished his training and looked at Fan Xian who had returned, and Teng Zijing who was hiding in the car to avoid the Supervisory Council's convoy. He wondered in his heart whether he should... take a risky move after entering Beijing.

(End of this chapter)