I made the villain right.

He quickly scanned the area and saw Li Muci in a pavilion not far away, standing where shadows and moonlight intersected.

Li Muci seemed to be waiting for him on purpose. When he saw him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a slightly evil smile, and he raised the wine pot in his hand towards him: "Let's have a few drinks too."

Fan Hua was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on his face. He walked towards Li Muci and said as he walked, "You actually brought wine with you."

"I just picked it up on the table."

Li Muci first tilted his head back and took a sip, then handed the wine jug to Fan Hua after Fan Hua came closer and sat down.

"The situation in Kyoto changed overnight. This wine should be used to celebrate today's victory."

Li Muci's voice was somewhat carefree, and contained a sense of emotion about the changing world.

Fan Hua took the wine jug, took a sip, and smiled: "Yes, just as I regarded you as my love rival in the past, I never expected that you would become my cousin today, and we can even sit together and drink wine together."

Li Muci was curious when he heard this. He tilted his head and asked, "When did you know about our relationship? Why did you hide it so deeply?"

"I understood everything when I saw my mother's portrait in the secret room." Fan Hua played with the wine jug in his hand, recalling the scene at that time.

Li Muci's eyes flickered, and he half chuckled as he said, "You don't know, when my father came back and told me your identity, I even thought he was possessed by evil spirits, and that he went to Fengyun Pavilion and brought back dirty things."

Fan Hua snorted, "Do you think my Fengyun Pavilion is a place where evil spirits gather?"

Li Muci took a big sip of wine: "How could I make a groundless guess? Your Fengyun Pavilion is a killer organization. I heard that the people in it are ruthless and their hands are stained with blood. They are a terrifying existence in the martial arts world."

Then he said solemnly, "It is rumored in the martial arts world that you have used all means to cultivate new forces, and have captured many innocent children for cruel training and elimination. Only the strong can survive. In this way, wouldn't that place become purgatory, accumulating countless dead souls and resentment!"

Fan Hua seemed to be thinking about something. He lowered his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

"If you want to know what our Fengyun Pavilion is like, there's no need to hear about it. Just go and see it for yourself. If there's a chance, I'll take you to Fengyun Pavilion as a favor to you."

Li Muci was about to raise his head to take a sip, but was stunned by these words, and his hand froze in mid-air.

He immediately put down the wine jug, his movements were a little hasty, and a few drops of wine sloshed out: "Hey, how can you take the initiative? Did I say I would use this to repay the favor?"

Li Muci said helplessly: "I just had a crush on you, don't force me to take it back."

Fan Hua was startled at first, then he smiled with a mischievous gleam in his eyes: "Not rare."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, and the tone sounded like a light-hearted mockery.

Under the moonlight, the two brothers drank and talked. There were occasional verbal frictions, but it did not affect their friendship.

……

The next morning.

The streets of the black market and the capital were both being cleaned up by people, the aftermath of yesterday's fighting.

On the streets of the black market, people had solemn expressions as they swept the streets silently. Broken wood and tiles were scattered everywhere, and the stalls and carts that had fallen over were damaged and deformed.

There were also collapsed houses, unburned objects remaining among the broken walls, and the air was filled with a burning smell.

Although the streets of the capital were not as tragic as the black market, they were also in chaos.

The originally exquisite decorations on the street were destroyed, and some places were stained with blood. The merchants consciously wiped the blood in front of their shops and straightened the signs on the street.

"Marquis, Prince, His Majesty is here!" In Marquis Yun's mansion, the anxious shouts of Butler Zhao suddenly rang out, breaking the tranquility of the mansion.

He was seen walking hurriedly with a panicked look, trotting all the way towards where the marquis and the prince were.

Shengqing Wang, Li Zhi, and Shi Wei woke up slowly and were sitting lazily in the yard, with a hint of confusion on their faces, as if they had not yet fully awakened from the chaos.

They drank heavily yesterday and everyone had some adverse reactions today.

King Shengqing pressed his temple with one hand, frowning, and felt a severe headache. All the wine he drank yesterday came back to bite him today.

Li Zhi half-closed his eyes and leaned against the back of his chair, looking like he hadn't gotten enough sleep.

Although Shi Wei forced himself to sit up straight, his eyes were still a little dazed and listless.

Butler Zhao's shout immediately made them sober up.

King Shengqing suddenly opened his eyes, and the confusion in his eyes was instantly replaced by alertness.

Li Zhi was startled and sat up straight in an instant, his eyes wide open, all sleepiness gone.

Shi Wei stood up suddenly, and his originally blurred eyes became sharp and bright.

The three of them looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"Where is His Majesty now?" Li Zhi asked hurriedly.

"In the main hall." Butler Zhao replied hastily, his voice still filled with anxiety.

After hearing this, the three of them stood up and rushed towards the main hall.

As soon as they entered the main hall, the three of them knelt down in unison, "Your Majesty, we pay our respects to you."

These people were all meritorious officials and played an indispensable role in defeating Qin Yixian. Xu Wusheng respected them very much.

Xu Wusheng hurried forward to help them up, and said in a deep voice: "My dear ministers, there is no need to be so polite. I learned this morning that Uncle Wang and Brother Fan are father and son. Last night, a banquet was held here to celebrate the reunion of the family. I am very pleased and came to visit."

After King Shengqing recognized Fanhua yesterday, he wrote a letter to Weidong and asked him to deliver it to His Majesty early tomorrow morning.

He wanted to announce the good news to the world as soon as possible.

Xu Wusheng looked around but didn't find the target he was looking for. He changed the subject and asked in confusion, "Why don't I see Brother Fan and the prince?"

Li Zhi felt a little embarrassed. "Yesterday, there were many happy events. I was so happy that I couldn't help but drink a few more cups. Now they are still not sober. I didn't know that Your Majesty would come to visit suddenly. I was unable to greet you from afar. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"It's okay. Young people are full of energy and it's normal to drink a few more glasses when encountering happy events." Xu smiled silently, his eyes full of tolerance.

"Brother Fan is the child that Uncle Wang left behind. Now that we have been recognized, Uncle Wang wants to hold a family recognition banquet. I will allow him to..."

"Of course, this is a great event for our Shengqing Palace, and we must hold a grand ceremony to welcome him back."

"Uncle Wang, have you thought about where to handle this? How about doing it in the palace?"

King Shengqing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I appreciate your kindness, but I'm afraid it's inappropriate to hold a family recognition banquet in the palace. First, it's too ostentatious. A royal banquet will attract attention from all sides, and it might become the focus of everyone, losing the true meaning of family recognition. Second, the palace is full of red tape. He has been wandering around for many years and is free-spirited. I'm afraid he will be restrained. I have a good relationship with Yunbo Houfu and have been staying there recently. The Houfu is quiet and elegant, so it's better to hold the banquet there."

Xu smiled silently and said, "Okay, I will come over to congratulate you in person then."

Suddenly an idea occurred to him, so he said, "I have issued several notices to inform the public."

Overnight, the situation changed, the throne changed, and Xu Wusheng ascended the throne legitimately.

As soon as dawn broke, the new emperor announced to the world the many crimes of Qin Yixian and Xu Wuchen.

The imperial edict spread throughout the streets and alleys. People gathered together and heard about the shocking crimes. They were either horrified or indignant. The whole capital was in an uproar.

Fortunately, traitors like Qin Yixian have been eliminated, otherwise it would have aroused public resentment.

Compared with Xu Wuchen, the people are more optimistic about the new emperor.

In addition, there are two shocking news.

First, the case of treason in the General's Mansion was rehabilitated. It was a false accusation framed by traitors. A notice has been issued, and the father and son of the Shi family have been reinstated to their original positions, restoring the former reputation of the General's Mansion.

Second, the Holy King and his son are still alive.

What is even more surprising is that the Prince of Shengqing is actually the head of Fengyun Pavilion.

What was even more unexpected was that the notorious Fengyun Pavilion in the martial arts world would form an alliance with the new emperor to jointly annihilate the rebels, kill man-eating monsters in the black market, and protect the people of Kyoto from danger.

For a time, everyone's impression of Fengyun Pavilion's murderous and brutal brutality changed.

Nowadays, people on the streets are talking about these things.

In the study, Fan Hua wrote a secret letter and tied it to the small bamboo tube on Cangqi's feet.

He stroked Cangqi's feathers and whispered, "Cangqi, deliver this secret letter to Mianmian as soon as possible."

He wanted to tell her the news from Kyoto as soon as possible, otherwise she would worry.

This way she could return to Kyoto earlier and meet him sooner.

Cang Qi seemed to understand, blinked, and then flew out of the window.

As soon as Shengqing Wang stepped into the study, he heard the noise. His eyes froze and he became alert in an instant, looking around.

Fan Hua knew his intention and quickly explained, "It's nothing. That's the goshawk I raised, named Cangqi. I just released it to deliver a letter."

The Holy Lord then relaxed his guard and said, "I plan to hold a family reunion banquet for you in the Marquis' Mansion in five days. What do you think?"

When Fan Hua heard what King Shengqing said, he was stunned at first, then he understood his father's intention, and then he said respectfully: "Okay, but I like quietness, so it can be done simply, without mobilizing a large number of troops."

The Holy King nodded slightly, with a look of relief in his eyes: "Okay, since you have this idea, then let's do as you say and hold a simple party, inviting only those close to you, so that everyone can formally get to know you."

Thinking of the various rumors about Fan Hua, his eyes gradually became sharper and he said firmly: "Your father must let everyone know that you are the son of my Saint King, and you will not allow others to look down on you in the slightest."

King Shengqing stepped forward and gently patted Fanhua on the shoulder: "Nannan, you have been wandering outside for these years and have suffered a lot of grievances. I am really ashamed that I have not been able to fulfill my father's responsibilities. I will definitely compensate you double in the future."

Fan Hua's expression did not change, but there was a little more warmth in his eyes when he looked at King Shengqing.

"Father, there is no need to blame yourself. The past has shaped me into who I am today. I am very happy and blessed to have met Mianmian and have a group of like-minded friends. I don't feel wronged."

The Holy King's gaze softened, with a gleam of sparkle in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Fan Hua's cheek, but stopped in mid-air and instead gently stroked Fan Hua's sleeve, his eyes filled with pity and relief.

"That's good. In the years to come, I will be by your side as your father."