Chapter 152 Ye Qingmei

"I hope that the laws of the Qing Dynasty will be established by the living people. There should be no noble tolerance, no deprivation due to poverty. No unjust injustice, no crime of imposition. Obeying the law is like wielding a sword, breaking the idols of monsters, and not seeking gods. I hope The people of the Qing Kingdom have truth to follow, know etiquette and righteousness, keep a benevolent heart, do not judge success or failure based on money, do not succumb to power, sympathize with the weak, and hate injustice. Be strong-willed in times of crisis, and always reflect on themselves. I hope that there will be no more in this world. Oppression and restraint. Everyone born in the world has the right to live, the right to freedom, and the right to happiness. Everyone is born equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. Protect life and pursue light. This is what I want. Although There are countless twists and turns, but we are not afraid to move forward. We are all created equal, and everyone is like a dragon."

The writing on the stone tablet was like a thunder falling on the world, resounding in Fan Xian's heart. Even a person like Fan Xian couldn't help but be shocked and shocked by the ideals of this cheap old woman.

"This is to change the world. This is to make the whole world an enemy!" Although Fan Xian admired his mother's great dream, he was unwilling to fight for this dream. He did not have such big ideals and goals. He is just a mortal, what he wants is to live his own small life, not to fight against the world and change the rules of the world for some vague ideal. This is not what he can do, nor can anyone do it.

Fan Xian looked at the three words signed on the side of the declaration on the stone tablet. He quickly cleaned the dust and moss off the writing with his hands, and then looked at these three words.

"Ye Qingmei!!!" Fan Xian read this name. Is this his mother's name?

"You look down on men in the world! You are so domineering!" Fan Xian carefully thought about the meaning of Ye Qingmei's name, and said with some admiration that he, this old lady, is really far more domineering and more ideal than him, and even Even the name is full of meaning.

Fan Xian forced himself to suppress the turbulence in his heart, took a deep breath, and walked calmly into the door of the inspection institute. People were coming and going inside, but no one paid attention to Fan Xian and turned a blind eye to him. Even if he glanced at him, He passed by him indifferently and never stopped to ask.

Fan Xian had no choice but to take out the Tisi badge given to him by Fei Jie. Immediately, people gathered around him and greeted Fan Xian, "I wonder what your orders are, Lord Tisi?"

"I want to check a file, where should I go?" Fan Xian originally hoped to come and leave quietly, but the inspection institute was so complicated that he couldn't find the file at all.

"Master Tisi, please follow me!" This man led Fan Xian outside the file room.

"Wang Qinian, the newcomer Mr. Tisi is here to retrieve a dossier. Help me find the dossier!"

"Sir, please wait a moment, my subordinates have other things to do, so I'll take my leave first!"

"Okay, you're busy!" Fan Xian was a little surprised when he heard the familiar name Wang Qinian. He didn't expect that he and Wang Qinian were really destined to meet here.

"Come on, come on! Mr. Tisi! Mr. Fan!!!!" Wang Qinian suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, broken, he was in trouble.

"Wang Qinian, you are very good at Qinggong. You actually disappeared in front of my eyes in the blink of an eye!" Fan Xian came to Wang Qinian and squatted down. He was holding the knot of the Tisi Waistband from the Inspection Institute in his hand. With a little force on his right hand, his waist The cards kept spinning in his hand. Wang Qinian looked at the spinning cards in front of him, sweat dripping from his forehead, and the expression on his face became increasingly ugly.

"Sir, I haven't done anything unscrupulous. I'm just making ends meet." Wang Qinian desperately begged Fan Xian for forgiveness, not daring to get up.

"Okay, get up, I'm just scaring you. Don't sell pirated copies of Dream of Red Mansions anymore. I'm going to open a bookstore!" Seeing Wang Qinian pretending to be so pitiful, Fan Xian couldn't blame him, so he just said lightly. .

"Thank you, sir!" Wang Qinian stood up from the ground immediately, his face once again filled with a playful smile.

"Wang Qinian, you are a clerk at the Inspection Institute. I want to retrieve a file. Please help me find it!"

"I wonder whose file you want to find?" Wang Qinian asked with his hands in hand.

"Teng Zijing's file, I want to know all the information about Teng Zijing! Especially the information about his family." Fan Xian said quickly.

"Teng Zijing? I wonder what Mr. Tisi wants to retrieve his files for?" Wang Qinian's eyes flashed with vigilance, and he confirmed to Fan Xian with a smile on his face.

"I was assassinated by the Inspection Institute in Danzhou. Have you ever heard of this?" Seeing that Wang Qinian had doubts, Fan Xian could only make up excuses to prevent others from knowing the truth about Teng Zijing's death.

"Of course I have heard of it. This caused an uproar in the Institute of Inspection. The dean personally took action to find the traitors in the Institute and dealt with a group of suspected people." Wang Qinian naturally knew about this matter.

"The person who assassinated me was Teng Zijing. Although he is already dead, I still want to find some clues from his files to see who instigated it." Fan Xian clapped his hands and attracted Wang Qinian's attention. No time to think.

"Sir, there are too many files in the Inspection and Inspection Institute, and they are too messy. I couldn't find them even for a while."

"Sir, do you think this is okay? I'll do my best to help you find it. Once I find it, how about I deliver it to your house personally?" Wang Qinian bowed to Fan Xian for instructions.

"Okay!" Seeing that he couldn't find the file for a while and that he couldn't stay here for a long time, Fan Xian agreed to Wang Qinian's suggestion.

"My lord, please go slowly!" Wang Qinian saw Fan Xian off and breathed a sigh of relief this time.

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"Sir, how are you? Have you found out the whereabouts of my family?" Teng Zijing asked quickly when he saw Fan Xian returning home.

"There are so many cases in the Inspection and Investigation Institute that it is difficult to find them all at once, but I have ordered people to find them and send them to the house, so don't be too anxious!" Fan Xian patted Teng Zijing's shoulder. I understand Teng Zijing's anxiety. After all, the life and death of his family members are unknown now, so it is normal to be worried.

"I'm just a little worried!" Teng Zijing sighed, with a worried look on his face. Now that he had betrayed the Inspection Institute, he really couldn't imagine what would happen to his family.

Fan Xian had nothing to do about Teng Zijing's worries, and his words were too weak. He could only pat him on the shoulder, hoping to give him some strength.

Teng Zijing glanced at Fan Xian and forced a forced smile at the corner of his mouth. This smile made the entire facial muscles appear very stiff.

"Bang!" The slight sound of footsteps hitting the ground sounded in Fan Xian's small courtyard. Wang Qinian stepped forward and knocked on Fan Xian's door.

"Hang! My lord, I am Wang Qinian."

Fan Xian immediately stood up from the bed and opened the door, just in time to see Wang Qinian crouching with his ears pressed against the door, shrinking like a little thief.

"Can't you enter through the gate? I thought there were enemies!!!" Fan Xian complained, and then the dagger in his hand slipped into his sleeve.