The Imperial City of Qing Dynasty is quite grand. Although it is not as prosperous and lively as modern cities, in this world, it can definitely be called a big country and a big city. There are not a few people going to and from the Imperial City every day.

Jiang Fan strolled and followed the flow of people to the city gate of Kyoto.

It is to complete the main task one, which is very simple for Jiang Fan.

As long as he flies with his sword, circles Kyoto twice, and then announces his name, he will naturally become famous in Kyoto.

However, he has not yet figured out how strong the Grand Master is. If he is exposed rashly, he will be easily targeted.

Jiang Fan is taking a steady path and there is no need to be too fast.

Even if the Grand Master poses no threat to him, there is still a temple!

The temple is a military museum, equipped with artificial intelligence and many high technologies, and has been monitoring the development of human beings in the world. It can be said that the development of human civilization in the world is all in the hands of the temple.

Ye Qingmei is a good example. She failed to show off but was fucked, and ended up with her body and head in a different place, which is simply the shame of a time traveler.

Take this as a warning!

Just when Jiang Fan walked to the gate of the city, a slightly fat middle-aged man saw Jiang Fan, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Master, stay here."

(Wang Qinian, this guy is here to wait for Fan Xian. What does he want from me?]

Looking at Wang Qinian who smiled like a chrysanthemum, Jiang Fan said calmly: "Is something wrong?"

"Young master, this must be your first time in Kyoto. You must need a map. Wang has the last one left here. It is made of fine paper, supplemented by good pens and ink, and was drawn by Wang's painstaking efforts.

It has recorded the scenic spots in Kyoto in detail, I believe the young master will be able to use it."

While talking, Wang Qinian took out an envelope similar to a letter from his arms and handed it to Jiang Fan.

[Baibei, my feelings are trying to trick me!]

Glancing at the basket behind Wang Qinian, Jiang Fan could see with his extraordinary eyesight that there was still half a frame of faith in it. The last one was just like the last three days in the clothing store where he bought clothes, specifically to fool outsiders.

Jiang Fan said calmly: "No, you should leave it to those who need it later."

After saying this, Jiang Fan walked towards the city gate.

Wang Qinian coughed dryly, and the soldiers guarding the city stepped forward to block Jiang Fan's way.

Jiang Fan looked at Wang Qinian: "What do you mean, you want to check me?"

Wang Qinian said with a smile: "I don't dare, it's just a routine matter. After all, this is an important place in Kyoto. Could you please open the box behind you and let the guards check it."

Hearing this, Jiang Fan slammed the Wushuang Sword Box to the ground and immediately smashed the stone slabs on the ground into cracks. He said coldly: "When the sword box is opened, you will definitely see blood. Do you...really want to see it?"

"Gudu~"

Wang Qinian swallowed his saliva, feeling great pressure, and thought to himself: "Who is this young man? At such an age, he actually gives me an unfathomable feeling. He is at least an eighth-grade master, and may even be a ninth-grade master. I have never heard of it.

I have said that such a number one person is from Northern Qi? Dongyi? Or from Xihu?"

The surrounding soldiers also became nervous, but did not flinch.

Wang Qinian's mind quickly changed and he smiled sarcastically: "I didn't expect that the young master is a ninth-level swordsman. It is reasonable to carry a sword. There is no need to check. Let's go."

Although the soldiers around him were not Wang Qinian's subordinates, they still cooperated and got out of the way.

Regarding Wang Qinian's statement that he was a ninth-grade swordsman, Jiang Fan did not admit or deny it. He picked up the unparalleled sword box and prepared to enter the city.

Seeing this, Wang Qinian narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated slightly, raised his hand and shouted: "Master, wait a minute."

Jiang Fan turned his head and glanced at Wang Qinian, and said coldly: "You are looking for trouble, aren't you?"

"No, no, sir, you can enter the city, but this official road is the property of the public. If you damage it, you will have to pay for it." When it came to money, Wang Qinian looked very serious.

You can lose face and life, but you can't give up money.

Jiang Fan then remembered that Wang Qinian was a man who wanted money rather than his life.

It was jokingly said on the Internet: As long as the money is in place, the four great masters will work until they are useless.

Jiang Fan didn't want to talk nonsense about this, so he took out a gold bar from his arms and threw it over: "Is that enough?"

Wang Qinian took the gold bar with both hands, then put it in his mouth and took a bite. After confirming that it was gold, he hurriedly said: "Enough, enough!

"By the way, I haven't asked the young master for his name and where to stay. I can send you the remaining money for road construction."

Wang Qinian's face was attentive, but it was not annoying. Instead, he had an inexplicable sense of joy.

(Wang Qinian regards wealth as his life, and he is not willing to give back the money he got, so what the hell, he seems to be trying to trick me!]

Jiang Fan knew this very well, but considering that in order to be famous in the imperial city, he must give his name, so he immediately said: "My name is Wushuang, the unparalleled Wushuang in the world, and as for the extra money, I will treat you to tea! "

"Unparalleled? Unparalleled in the world!"

While Wang Qinian was chanting this name, Jiang Fan had already walked into the gate of Kyoto carrying the Wushuang Sword Box on his back.

It is estimated that it won't be long before the name Wushuang will spread to the Procuratorate, and may even reach the ears of Emperor Qing.

When the time comes to find out if this person is found, it may give Emperor Qing some bad associations.

But Jiang Fan didn't care.

He just wants to complete the task safely, and he is not afraid if he encounters trouble.

In this world, only the temple can pose a threat to him.

In addition, there are really no people in Nanqing, Dongyi City, Northern Qi and Xihu who threaten his life, not to mention those who are rampant and unscrupulous.

After Jiang Fan left, Wang Qinian put away the gold bars, took out a tael of silver, and asked someone to repave the road. At the same time, he asked the procuratorate to investigate Wushuang.

[This young man named Wushuang, at a young age, is actually a ninth-level master. However, he arrived in Kyoto today. Could it be that he is here for Mr. Fan?]

[There seem to be two ancient characters on the sword box, are they Wushuang?]

(Ninth-grade swordsman, is he a disciple of Dongyi Sigujian? This matter must be reported to the dean as soon as possible!]

For a moment, Wang Qinian thought a lot.

People who can get into the Procuratorate are all quick-thinking people. Wang Qinian usually seems to love making money, taking advantage, and being afraid of his wife, but he is extremely smart and can deduce a lot of information from a short contact.

Although due to limitations in thinking and information asymmetry, he made some wrong judgments, it was not easy.

After a while, Fan Xian's motorcade, escorted by the red cavalry, slowly approached.

Wang Qinian immediately greeted him and began to take out the map he had drawn with "painstaking painstaking efforts", earning Fan Xian two taels of silver.

After Fan Xian came to Beijing, Wang Qinian also closed down the stall.

"Everyone, Wang will take the first step!"

Several soldiers around who were familiar with Wang Qinian asked: "Old Wang, how many copies of this crappy picture did you sell?"

Wang Qinian said proudly: "Basically all the officials' children who went to Beijing remotely have bought it."

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten?'

Hearing that so many people had been deceived, the soldiers around him were a little envious of Wang Qinian's income.

Wang Qinian didn't take it seriously: "A child from a wealthy family only has two taels of silver. How can he be so generous?"

"What's more, in the land of Kyoto, there are many cunning people. I am here to help them grow, transfer, transfer."

With that said, Wang Qinian took the basket and entered Kyoto City, heading towards the Procuratorate.

He had to ask the procuratorate to send more manpower to protect Fan Xian.

Because Fan Xian is someone that Dean Chen Pingping values, if something goes wrong, his head will be lost.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
Chapter completed!