Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 440

Chapter 440 Negotiation

The noisy streets were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. If the two figures standing in front of the prime minister's house just now were just a little attention-grabbing, as the black dragon carriage stopped, almost everyone's eyes fell on them.

What was even more surprising was that as the car door was engraved with a black dragon, the Prime Minister in black dragon robe actually stepped out of it to greet him.

Hearing the words of the girl beside Ran Jianli, Xu Yinhe seemed to understand something, and a smile appeared in his falcon-like eyes:

“You are still the same as always.

“Sorry, I went to the palace to see Li Yaoxuan today because of something else. Feng Jiuxuan also went out for something else. Most of the people who know you are not in the palace today.”

While saying,

Xu Yinhe glanced sideways at the woman on the curtain beside Ran Jianli:

"Who is this"

 “My disciple.”

Ran Jianli, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again: "This time when I come to Beijing, I will give her a long experience."

A strange look flashed in Xu Yinhe's eyes, and he said softly: "Coming to Beijing now is indeed a good way to gain experience, but the capital has not been peaceful recently."

 Ran Jianli narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at Xu Yinhe: "I can't help it. She said she wanted to come here to learn more. Besides, I'm here to see you, my old friend."

Xu Yinhe pondered for a moment, with no trace of happiness or anger in his eyes. He nodded slightly, looked sideways at the woman behind the curtain and asked softly:

“Ran Qingmo, right?”

Ran Qingmo blinked under the curtain, silently put away the source crystal in his hand, and nodded:

"Um."

Xu Yinhe's expression was as calm as a lake, but the corners of his lips seemed to curl up for a moment:

 “Come into the mansion with me and Master Qi.”

Ran Qingmo shrank his neck:

"okay."

For some reason, she felt that Xu Yuan's father must be in a bad mood right now. Neither the smile nor the gentleness on his face could conceal the dangerous aura about him.

The subtle movements were keenly captured by Xu Yinhe, but he didn't say anything and glanced directly at the concierge and the guards in front of the door.

 There are seven grades of officials in front of the prime minister, and being an official requires the most discernment.

Without the need for words, someone came to lead the horse, and someone opened the door. With a dull "bang" sound, the grand main door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was several feet wide, was slowly opened.

Standing in front of the steps, Xu Yinhe stretched out his hand:

 “Master Ran, please.”

Ran Jianli glanced at the layout behind the courtyard gate, and his beard moved slightly, as if smiling:

"I thought you would let us get in the car and go to your house. It might take a long time to get to your house."

Xu Yinhe replied in a low voice:

“I have already informed people that I have prepared a small gift for Qing Mo.

“Besides, I haven't seen you, an old friend, for a long time. It's more convenient for us to chat while we walk and reminisce.”

Ran Jianli's eyes flashed with thoughts, and then he patted the disciple next to him on the shoulder with his big, calloused hands, and then walked into the mansion carelessly.

Ran Qingmo still stood there without moving, staring longingly at the middle-aged man standing under the steps.

 She felt that the master was very rude.

Xu Yuan once said that when a host makes an invitation gesture, he should go in together with the other person, rather than walking in front.

However, after a moment's pause, she quickly followed the master's footsteps.

What made her eyes widen slightly was that after the master and apprentice entered the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the figure of Xu Yuan's father appeared beside them without any warning.

 Subconsciously glanced at the master, but saw that he seemed not to be surprised.

 I feel a little down for no reason,

She and the master are still too weak compared to her.

But soon,

The depression in her heart was replaced by a vague expectation, and her clear eyes glanced back and forth inside the Prime Minister's Mansion through the black gauze curtain.

The prime minister's residence occupies a large area, and there are many people coming and going, especially in the front yard. In addition to the servants and maids, there are also officials who come to visit, some high-level officials of the chamber of commerce, and even some waist-dressers. The head of the secular sect of Dao.

However, the three of them seemed to be shrouded in some kind of energy, and the pedestrians who were doing their jobs seemed to fail to notice them.

 After walking for about a cup of tea, they came to a huge wetland lake, and the first person who could see them appeared.

The lake breeze was slightly moist, and a child came from deeper inside the Prime Minister's Mansion and came directly to them. He first bowed to Xu Yinhe expressionlessly:

 “Master Xiangguo, Master National Preceptor, Miss Ran.”

Ran Qingmo stared at the other party and blinked, a little confused.

 This is an extremely polite child, but his eyes are as blank as death, like a walking corpse.

 Xu Yinhe ignored the child, but looked at Ran Qingmo, with a soft voice:

 “He will take you to the warehouse of my prime minister's house to choose a gift.”

Hearing this, Ran Qingmo looked at his master subconsciously.

Ran Jianli frowned and said:

“Xu Xiangguo, when did your government start employing children like this?”

Xu Yinhe looked back and asked:

 “Can't you see?”

Ran Jianli raised his eyebrows slightly, then frowned and said:

“Why does this child have the soul power of a saint?”

Xu Yinhe whispered in a low voice:

"Your disciple should be familiar with Master Mingxuan, so I asked him to lead her to the warehouse."

When the words fall,

The shadow of a middle-aged man in Confucian robes floated out from the ring hanging around the child's neck, and his voice seemed to have its own subwoofer:

"Ran girl, long time no see." Ran Qingmo looked at this familiar figure, his eyes sweeping back and forth between the child and him:

"Who is he? You didn't follow Xu Yuan to the north?"

Old man Luo chuckled:

“It's a long story, let's talk while walking. Xu Xiangguo is really generous to you. Even if you want Xu Yuan to enter the treasury, you have to apply.”

As a remnant soul living under someone else's roof, Old Man Luo was very discerning. After a brief glance at the burly old man, he knew that Xu Xiangguo most likely wanted to talk to him in private.

 After saying that, he looked at the muscular old man who was probably a saint.

Ran Jianli said at this time:

“Qing Mo, go ahead. Even for the sake of his son, Xu Xiangguo should give you some gifts.”

Ran Qingmo stood there and did not respond immediately. He pursed his red lips and stared at Xu Yuan. The father opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, but finally asked in a low voice:

“Uncle Xu, is Xu Xuyuan back?”

"No."

 Xu Yinhe's answer was very simple.

Ran Qingmo lowered his eyes, and a trace of loss visible to the naked eye flashed in his eyes:

"oh"

Xu Yinhe looked at the girl in front of him through the curtain, pondered for a moment, and then continued:

"But in a few days, he will probably arrive at Di'an City. You can wait for him at the mansion."

Ran Qingmo's eyes lit up, a simple joy rose in his heart, and he nodded immediately:

"good."

Xu Yinhe had an imperceptible flash of complexity in his eyes. He took a deep breath, nodded with a smile, and whispered:

 “Go.”

"Um!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ran Qingmo followed Yihun and the child and quickly left towards the other side of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

 Looking at the two souls' backs gradually disappearing around the corner of the courtyard wall,

Ran Jianli suddenly snorted:

"There is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in your mansion, and there is actually a remnant soul of a saint."

Xu Yinhe glanced at the other party and said in a calm voice:

"You don't need to tempt me, he is the saint in that soul ring."

 The junior has left, and given the current situation, there is no need for the remaining people to be so polite.

Hearing these simple words, Ran Jianli was a little surprised:

 “When did you become so straightforward?”

Xu Yinhe walked along the huge wetland lake towards the inner courtyard with a calm voice:

 “I just don't want to go around the bush anymore.”

Ran Jianli followed up slowly, grinning broadly, as if he had something to say:

“It seems like something has happened to you recently. I can smell the killing intent around you from a long distance away.”

 “Something did happen.”

Xu Yinhe did not deny it. He glanced at the lake surface shimmering under the rising sun: "Ran Jianli, what is your identity in coming to see me this time?"

Ran Jianli narrowed his eyes and pretended to be confused:

 “Didn't I come here to catch up with you?”

Xu Yinhe slowly turned his eyes and continued to ask:

“Is he the Great Yan State Master, the leader of the clan alliance, or Ran Qingmo's master.”

After looking at each other for a moment, a strange color flashed in Ran Jianli's eyes, but he still did not answer directly:

 “Is this important?”

Xu Yinhe nodded, looking directly into the other party's clear and energetic eyes like an eagle:

“It's very important, because even if you don't come to me today, I will most likely come to you.”

"oh?"

Ran Jianli gave a suspicious sound and raised the corners of his lips: "Then which identity of mine are you looking for?"

 A moment of silence,

 The lake breeze ruffled their robes, and a few sparrows flashed away under the clear sky.

Xu Yinhe said word by word:

“The leader of the sect alliance, and the leader of the Tianyuan Sword Sect.”

Ran Jianli's eyes narrowed slightly and he said softly:

“Then it seems that I can only come to you in my capacity as Master Qingmo.”

 “Ran Jianli.”

Xu Yinhe interrupted the words of the sturdy old man in front of him: "I said, there is no need to beat around the bush, and you don't need to raise the price again. What I want to do is good for both the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Tianyuan Sword Sect."

Having been fighting for decades, Xu Yinhe knew very well how delicate the careless old man in front of him was.

If the other party was really as he appeared, he would have been pulled down from his position as leader of the Clan Alliance long ago.

Ran Jianli thought for a while, and his eyes gradually showed a hint of interest:

“You said you wanted to find the leader of the sect alliance and the headmaster of the Sword Sect, but it would only be beneficial to the Sword Sect.”

Speaking of which,

 He shook his head gently and whispered: "So, you want to take action against Jiantian Pavilion?"

Xu Yinhe stared at him silently.

 Ran Jianli understood clearly.

 If there is no denial, then it is acquiescence.

 Many things quickly passed through his mind, and Ran Jianli suddenly asked softly:

“Xu Yinhe, given the current situation in Di'an City, does your Prime Minister's Office really have the spare time to deal with Jiantian Pavilion?”

　　or2

 (End of this chapter)

Chapter end