Fei Jie left, and no one knew what he said to his senior brother, but Li Bohua, who knew Ye Qi's origin, knew that this matter was related to the junior uncle.

Speaking of the uncle, I don’t know why he had to retreat before he officially started martial arts practice. He was really uncomfortable when he was not seen in the sword hut.

However, Li Bohua did not expect that Ye Qi not only went into seclusion, but also stayed in seclusion for a long time, so that all the disciples of Jianlu and even him and Yun Zhilan had forgotten that they had this uncle.

...

After Fei Jie left Dongyi City, he headed straight for Kyoto. After several days of traveling, he returned to the yard.

A courtyard deep in the Supervision Bureau seemed a bit dilapidated. The black tiles at the corners of the eaves had many cracks, and many of them had even fallen off, revealing the wooden beams and loess on the roof.

The Supervisory Office is at its peak in the Qing Dynasty. Not to mention the funds allocated to them every year, even the heavy rewards given by His Majesty from time to time are enough for them to buy dozens of such courtyards in Kyoto, where every inch of land is now worth every inch of land. This courtyard is so dilapidated that it is left alone.

Of course, with so many officials of the Supervision Bureau, some people naturally couldn't bear to see the dilapidated yard and asked to repair it, but they were rejected by the dean every time, on the grounds that it was a waste of money.

Many people don’t understand. If you are so frugal, then why does the extravagance in Chenyuan even know about Nanzhao people who are far away from overseas?

Perhaps only the elderly in the Supervision House knew why the president did not repair the yard, because this was the real Supervision House.

The main house in the courtyard only has a very small window, so it looks a little gloomy, but there are a few clusters of yellow flowers in the house. The old man in the wheelchair bent down, just like stroking the wonderful flower shop women on the Liujing River, touching the delicate stamens of the yellow flowers.

Fei Jie looked at him who shouldn't have looked so old, and the news that had already reached his throat was swallowed by him again.

Chen Pingping asked, "I was so anxious before, what happened now?"

Fei Jie swallowed a few mouthfuls and sighed, "The news is very bad."

The news is bad. Chen Pingping has heard countless bad news in her life, so he is very clear that before some results are about to appear, who knows if bad news is good news?

Chen Pingping leaned back on the back of the wheelchair and looked at Fei Jie and said, "Tell me."

"I'll talk about the box first. The five masters said that the box was destroyed by the lady."

Chen Pingping smiled and said, "How could a lady destroy that box? After so many years, Lao Wu still doesn't believe me."

"So I said the news is not good."

"Tell me one and the other."

"Mr. Fan's child is not dead."

Chen Pingping tightly grasped the exquisitely carved armrests on the wheelchair and asked, "It's him!"

Fei Jie shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. We have investigated. Young Master Fan should have died back then. In fact, after the servant of the Fan Mansion desperately carried him out of the villa, he should have died, but later he happened to meet Yun Zhilan who came back from Jiangnan."

Chen Pipi was silent for a while, then she let go of the hand holding the handrail with relief.

"That's a good thing."

"The problem is that Young Master Fan is a Tianzhi. I think you should believe that there is a Tianzhi in this world. Although Sigujian is idiotic, he is not stupid. They have no reason to lie to me about this matter."

Fei Jie is a master of poison. When he was in Dongyi City, the life and death of the people in Shifang were not crazy. Even as long as he was willing, it was not difficult to make Dongyi City a place where plagues were rampant. Moreover, there was a whole supervisory institute behind him.

If Dongyi City is just for a lost child, there is really no reason to lie to him.

Chen Pingping tapped the handrail gently with her fingers, and a very regular sound rang out in the dark room.

"But in fact he is from Qing, but Jianlu is a little troublesome."

Fei Jie agreed with Chen Pingping's words. Jianlu was really troublesome. Sigu Jian had just become a master for a few years and had taught more young ninth-grade masters than those in the Qing Kingdom. How many years would it be better?

"Did you tell Lord Fan this news?"

Chen Pingping nodded and said in a few minutes: "It has not been easy for him over the years. Telling him to make him happy can also reduce the guilt in his heart, but he still cannot be ruled out."

Fei Jie said yes, and then exited the cabin.

At this moment, a person slowly walked out of a dark corner of the room, as if he was walking out of the shadow of an old man in a wheelchair.

"What do you think?"

"I haven't been to Jianlu, but I know it must be a very charming place because Sigujian itself is a very charming person."

"He will definitely come to Qingguo."

"Then I'll find a chance to kill him."

...

...

Fan Jian's face has not smiled again for a long time. Even if Liu gave birth to a son for him a few years ago, he never saw him laugh. In recent months, for some reason, he has been irritated. A few days ago, Liu took Young Master Fan to find him and asked him to see his son, but he was scolded.

A servant knocked on the door of Fan's study. Sure enough, almost the moment the door rang, Lord Fan's scolding came from the study.

"I didn't say that no one should disturb me these days."

The servant looked bitter and resisted the urge to turn around and run away, saying, "Master, Sponsor Fei is here to go to the mansion."

Fan Jian opened the study door and said excitedly: "Go and invite him to the study room quickly."

After a while, the servant attracted Fei Jie. Just as Fan Jian closed the study door, he couldn't wait to ask: "How about Dongyi City and his party?"

Fei Jie knew that Lord Fan had been carrying a lot in recent years, so he replied: "Young Master Fan is still alive, but he is now the junior uncle of Jianlu."

When Fan Jian heard that his son was still alive, he breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then thought of Fei Jie's words, and his eyes burst out with iron blood that was not as good as the civil servant of Qing Guo.

"It means that Dongyi City will not release people?"

Fei Jie nodded and said, "It's impossible to let anyone go. No one thought that back then..."

Fei Jie told everything about Ye Qi that he heard from Yun Zhilan. Fan Jian was silent. He had made a choice he had to make regardless of his wife. As Fei Jie said, the people who abandoned him were from Qing. Moreover, because of that identity, even if Qingguo put pressure on Dongyi City and watch Jianshe, the sword will never be released.

"How is he doing?"

Fei Jie sat down and said slowly, "I didn't see him because Young Master Fan was in seclusion, but because I went to Jianlu to ask him about it, Yun Zhilan felt like he was facing a great enemy. I think he had a good life in Jianlu."

"Actually, it's good for him to live."

Fan Jian laughed, just looking at him and laughed. Fei Jie didn't want to laugh at all.
Chapter completed!