Chapter 221 Barrett m82a1.

"Father, I'm fine."

Fan Xian pretended to be tired, pretending to be sleepy, and said that he wanted to rest and didn't want to be disturbed.

Fan Jian winked at Chen Pingping, and the two of them left the room, apparently to plot something.

"Uncle, come out."

Fan Xian looked at the window in the air, concentrating completely!

This time, I want to see how Uncle Wu Zhu got in!
It was because I heard some unusual noises that I pretended to ask my father and Chen Pingping to go out.

"This injury has helped you to improve a lot!"

Wuzhu's mechanical and cold voice came from behind Fan Xian's head, scaring him so much that he shuddered.

"Uncle Wuzhu, have you been in the room for a long time?"

Wu Zhu nodded silently. He had entered the room when Fan Xian closed his eyes to think.

"Uncle, how much do you know about this?" Fan Xian was suspicious, but he would trust Wu Zhu no matter what. This was his mother's comrade-in-arms and follower. He believed from the bottom of his heart that no matter what the situation, Wu Zhu would not be the one to betray him.

Wu Zhu didn't understand what Fan Xian meant and just remained silent.

"Is it really that simple?" Fan Xian muttered to himself. Wu Zhu was guarding him at this time, which made him feel more at ease. "I can understand everything else, including the fact that the emperor's political tactics are not completely untraceable. But I can't see through Chen Pingping! The one who attacked was the shadow, and these are Chen Pingping's legs outside. Just to set up a trap for me to save the emperor's life, he would sacrifice his own legs?"

Fan Xian didn't believe that Chen Pingping, who calculated everything to his core, would act this way!
"He wasn't worried about letting you know it was Shadow's doing."

Wu Zhu's words made Fan Xian raise his eyebrows, which made him come up with a very bold guess in his mind, and this guess was so outrageous. Although Chen Pingping was more like a loyal dog than anyone else in the past, he didn't seem to be so respectful to His Majesty.

"Uncle, what did you gain from this trip to Jiangnan?"

"I seem to remember something."

When Fan Xian showed a curious look, Wu Zhu stopped talking again.

After spending so many years together, Fan Xian knew Wu Zhu even better than he knew himself. He did not ask any more questions at the moment. He believed that Uncle Wu Zhu would tell him naturally when he remembered everything.

"Uncle, where did you hide the box?"

"In this very room!"

Fan Xian's face was full of black question marks.

Bu Jianwuzhu bent his legs, and when he jumped and dodged, he saw him taking out a large black box from an unknown place on the roof.

Fan Xian took out the key hanging around his neck and opened the box. He took out the things inside and touched them carefully. The cold touch gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

Placing the metal objects one by one on the bed, Fan Xian picked up one of them and looked at it carefully. He saw a line of letters marked on it: m82a1!

"Aimubal!" Fan Xian felt a little hot in his heart.

The M82A1 sniper rifle is a large-caliber, heavy-duty, special-purpose sniper rifle developed by the US Barrett Company. It is a firearm used by the US special forces and the armies of major Western countries. The rifle is mainly used for anti-material attacks and explosive disposal. When used with high-energy ammunition, it can effectively destroy targets such as radar stations, trucks, and parked fighter jets!

You read that right, if you use the right bullet, you can blow up a truck and a fighter jet with one shot!
I don’t know where my mom got it before!
Fan Xian's hand holding the gun barrel couldn't help but tremble slightly. He naturally understood what the appearance of such a weapon in this feudal dynasty that still used cold weapons meant. This meant that he could kill the target person from several miles away without anyone noticing!
Besides being excited, he was more regretful. Although Emperor Qing had ordered the news to be blocked, Fan Xian did not know that Li An also had a pistol in his hand. But before that, Fan Xian secretly went to the river where Li An escaped from Qing State and saw the scene left after the battle. At that time, there were still many soldiers cleaning up the battlefield.

But what did he see?
Traces of tank tracks!
What does this mean? It means that Li An came from the temple, and he has a tank in his hand!

It seems that I will have to carry this box with me from now on.

"Uncle, I have to ask you to take out all the bullets I described to you before. They may be needed later."

"Okay." "By the way, uncle, I mean if. If you were to face Li An, would you be able to defeat him?"

"What are the ifs?" Wu Zhu's impression of Li An was still stuck in the past. Although he also knew the news that Li An had defeated Ye Liuyun, it didn't matter to him.

After all, Ye Liuyun is just a unit of measurement.

"Do you want to kill him? I can help you kill him." Wu Zhu's voice was calm and powerful.

“It hasn’t reached that point yet.”

Fan Xian explained with a helpless smile.

Although he was also filled with a sense of urgency, he didn't want his only fellow villager to disappear before things got to that point. Besides, Li An was no longer the same as before, and there were many strong men around him. If Uncle Wu Zhu wanted to take action, it was not 100% certain that he would succeed.

Fan Xian understood that when he and Li Ang no longer had any favors owed to each other, their positions would leave them with no room for maneuver.

After all, Qing Kingdom also has the hard work of his mother, which is what Fan Xian values.

"After my injury heals, I will go to Jiangnan."

Wu Zhu heard it all, but didn't say anything. To him, it didn't matter where in the world he went. He would follow Fan Xian wherever he went.

Seeing that Fan Xian had nothing else to do, he just glanced at the letter on the bedside table and disappeared into the room. He still had to go get the so-called "bullet" for Fan Xian.

Fan Xian endured the pain and slowly and stiffly changed from a sitting position to a lying position, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes and chuckling.

"This is really ridiculous!"

Fan Xian sighed in boredom.

The letter next to his head was brought by Yan Bingyun, which recorded some arrangements made by Emperor Qing this morning. He felt a little sad for the Ye family who silently accepted Emperor Qing's arrangements, but he only sympathized.

Except for the middle and lower classes, the Ye family no longer has any power in Kyoto.

Thinking of Ye Ling'er's smile that had disappeared since she got married, perhaps she would become more and more sad. After all, she originally wanted to be a heroic general, but now that she was married, even her family would be lonely.

Emperor Qing was determined to eliminate the Ye family even at the cost of damaging Qing's national strength. The Qin family took advantage of the situation and rose to power, and now they are the only dominant family in the military.

The post of garrison commander of Kyoto fell into the hands of Qin Heng of the Qin family.

However, the position of the commander of the imperial guards in the palace was not taken over by Ye Wan, but by the eldest prince!

That's where the weird thing happens.

You know, the commander of the Imperial Guards and the commander of the Imperial Guards, who are the most important forces guarding Kyoto and the emperor, are usually held by the same person. But now, Emperor Qing has divided the positions into two. The commander of the Imperial Guards is the eldest prince, and the commander of the Imperial Guards is Ye Wan.

I don’t know what Emperor Qing is thinking. Does this mean that in this era, soldiers don’t know their generals, and generals don’t know their soldiers?
Ye Wan became a mere bodyguard.

Maybe there is a bit of hostage connotation.

But isn't the emperor afraid of a rebellion by the eldest prince who controls the imperial guards? Since ancient times, when the princes have military power, they will inevitably have other thoughts, not to mention the imperial guards who protect the emperor's safety. If he wants to rebel, other troops will be too late to support him. Does Emperor Qing not fear all this just because he is a grandmaster?
Or is he trying to induce the eldest prince to rebel?

Considering the close relationship between her mother and the eldest prince's mother, she still had to find an opportunity to give the eldest prince a little reminder.

Fan Xian shook his head. This incident was neither good nor bad for him. He had received the so-called favor of the emperor, but the environment he was in was becoming increasingly unfavorable to him. Apart from other things, the previous arrangements were wasted, and the eldest princess who was far away in Xinyang was not harmed at all.

The good news is that although the rough-minded Gong Dian was charged with such a serious crime, Emperor Qing only gave him thirty lashes and demoted him to a commoner.

It can be considered that a life was saved.

(End of this chapter)