The Great Xia Dynasty's Longevity Begins with Connecting to the Swallowed Starry Sky

Fan Ruoruo was taken aback. Go again?

In an instant, she thought of Ye Ling'er, whom Fan Xian had asked her about earlier that day.

"No way? My brother has always lived in Danzhou. How did he meet Ye Ling'er? Could he have fallen for her just from seeing her back?"

But Fan Ruoruo felt that this was very reasonable.

After all, Fan Xian is the author of Dream of the Red Chamber.

There are countless emotions within it, some enviable, some heartbreaking.

However, when they went to Sihailou the next day, Fan Sizhe insisted on having his own carriage.

Fan Ruoruo was still a little confused, but Fan Xian immediately understood.

"Alright, then shall I sit with Ruoruo?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Sizhe became somewhat nervous.

After seeing this, what else could Fan Xian not understand?

This kid's up to no good.

We should have done it yesterday, but Fan Ruoruo was too enthusiastic, and the three siblings squeezed into one car.

They got out of the car when they arrived at the entrance of Sihailou.

The people Fan Sizhe invited probably didn't get a chance either.

Fan Xian noticed something strange about Fan Sizhe yesterday, and unexpectedly, he made up for it today.

Fan Ruoruo watched from the side, seemingly lost in thought.

She was never a girl who dared to do or think; her thoughts were never restricted.

She naturally guessed Fan Sizhe's thoughts, but she was happy to tease him.

He didn't even consider that his elder brother was already a seventh-rank master.

Are Fan Sizhe's cronies and drinking buddies really a match for the boss?

Fan Ruoruo didn't even lift a finger, making Fan Sizhe's actions, like a mouse seeing a cat, seem superfluous.

He glanced at Fan Ruoruo with lingering fear and a strange look in his eyes.

This is tantamount to admitting guilt without being asked.

Can you deceive others, but can you also deceive your own heart?

Fan Ruoruo glanced at Fan Sizhe with a half-smile, but her hand gesture made as if she were pinching his ear, which startled Fan Sizhe.

The carriage turned a corner and left the older brother behind.

Fan Ruoruo seemed to ignore it as well. Hmm, she seemed to be inside the carriage and couldn't see it?

After that, Fan Xian was genuinely not afraid at all.

Even if he didn't claim to be a seventh-rank master, his follower Teng Zijing was a sixth-rank master.

What can Fan Sizhe's drinking buddies and the few thugs he invited accomplish?

It was nothing more than a farce.

Not long after, the carriage stopped, and the coachman turned and left.

Aunt Liu's imposing presence, coupled with Fan Sizhe's threats, made the coachman dare not stay there at all.

Fan Xian didn't care.

Teng Zijing said, "Give me thirty breaths."

As it turns out, it didn't take thirty breaths at all.

Teng Zijing was at least a sixth-rank expert, but he was facing a group of thugs who were not even second-rank, and even two ordinary people who were not even martial artists.

At most, they are stronger and more powerful than ordinary people, but they do not possess any true qi.

He might be able to fight against a first-rank martial artist, but against Teng Zijing, a sixth-rank martial artist.

They are all not good enough.

So not long after, Teng Zijing returned and resumed his work as a coachman, driving the carriage towards Sihai Tower.

The thugs left behind were covered in bruises on their faces and bodies.

I wonder how much it will cost Fan Sizhe to turn back and appease these people?

Qin Hao shook his head slightly: "I don't know if Fan Xian's mentality is because he's carefree or because he's been completely captivated by women."

He didn't even consider that Teng Zijing had already offended powerful figures, and then he joined the Supervisory Council.

After the mission failed, he planned to fake his death to escape.

Teng Zijing is now considered dead in the Censorate.

Even the night before last, Fan Jian gave him an arrest warrant.

How dare they appear so blatantly now?
Even if you were to drive him, it wouldn't be acceptable.

Aren't you afraid someone will see?
This is because Fan Jian is the Vice Minister of Revenue, Emperor Qing's childhood friend, and also in charge of the guards, plus he can command the Red Armor Knights.

Therefore, everyone in Qingdu had to give Fan Jian face?
Logically speaking, if it were something else...

There's really no problem with this.

But what is the current situation?
The control of the inner treasury's finances may be transferred.

Countless people are watching; Fan Xian was even fooled and suffered a loss once before.

Although he turned misfortune into a blessing, he and the chicken leg girl became fast friends at first sight.

But this is by no means an excuse for him to be careless.

"To put it bluntly, it's a matter of mindset."

Qin Hao shook his head slightly, then turned and left.

He decided that he still needed to teach Fan Xian a lesson.

This kid is a bit lawless; he hasn't changed his mindset yet.

Speaking of which, Fan Xian was sent to Danzhou after he transmigrated here.

He didn't even have a concept of Qingdu at the time.

Later, he continued to live in Danzhou, which was Fan Jian's hometown, and his grandmother lived there.

Therefore, it is highly unlikely that anyone would offend him.

We've been in Qingdu for less than three days now.

The issue of mindset is actually quite easy to understand.

But this is a world where people can eat each other, even with Wu Zhu's Grandmaster-level combat power.

Fan Xian shouldn't have been so careless.

When Teng Zijing drove over, Fan Sizhe had just gotten out of the car and was about to say a few words to Fan Ruoruo, even planning to pay out of his own pocket.

Yesterday, most of his wallet was emptied.

Can I eat a little less today?
Before he could even finish speaking, Fan Sizhe saw Teng Zijing driving his carriage over.

Their eyes widened as if they'd seen a ghost.

"This, he..."

Fan Ruoruo was speechless. She also noticed that her brother's bodyguard was a bit strange.

It's good that it didn't take up too much time.

Fan Xian came down, glanced at Fan Sizhe, and went upstairs with Fan Ruoruo in tacit agreement.

Teng Zijing naturally stayed outside.

On this point, it must be said that although Fan Xian claims to be a modern person who doesn't distinguish between superior and inferior people, he doesn't look down on others.

However, because of his background, Fan Xian was always served by others from childhood to adulthood.

He was used to enjoying this privilege.

Qin Hao shook his head slightly. This was only human nature, and it wasn't a big deal.

It's just human adaptability.

However, Fan Xian hasn't changed his mindset yet, which is a bit...

Fan Sizhe felt a little awkward, but Fan Xian didn't seem to mind.

Ultimately, although Fan Sizhe intended to beat him up, he never thought of killing him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to do it in broad daylight and in front of everyone.

The people they invited were just a few petty thugs, the highest rank being second grade.

Fan Sizhe didn't even bother to inquire; he was already a seventh-rank official.

Of course, very few people knew that he had already reached the seventh rank.

Fan Xian had received three thousand taels of silver that day, so he was quite generous today, waving his hand and saying, "Order whatever you like."

The waiter stepped forward with several new menus: "Young master, this is a new menu specially made for you by our boss. Please take a look and see what you would like to eat?"

specialized?

Fan Xian wondered if this person wanted to acknowledge him and reveal the fact that he was a time traveler.

How did he know he was a time traveler?

This was something that Fan Xian had always been puzzled by.

He then opened the menu and found that it was completely different from the previous one.

Although they have the same name, their prices vary greatly.

ten times!
"This? Is this menu really correct?" Fan Xian felt speechless. Did he look like a sucker?
But this is like an acquaintance pointing at you and yelling that you're a complete idiot.

He's a bit socially awkward.

Just then, some noise came from below.

Fan Xian didn't turn around, but Fan Sizhe was already broadcasting it.

"That person just sold a few copies of Dream of the Red Chamber, what's the big deal? They even got investigated and punished for saying it was a banned book."

Banned books?

Fan Xian found it somewhat amusing; he hadn't originally cared about the book's sales.

The premise is that I didn't see the menu I'm currently holding.

"Is this menu real?"

Fan Xian wondered if this likely fellow villager was joking with him, and if he really looked like a sucker.

Although he has six fathers, he doesn't have much money on hand right now.

We can't very well ask Fan Ruoruo or Teng Zijing for it, can we?
You could tell at a glance that Teng Zijing was a penniless wretch.

Well, it's not that we're poor, but compared to this menu, we're dirt poor.

He had originally intended to say that since he had ordered, he would also have another portion sent down to Teng Zijing.

Although he could accept Teng Zijing as his follower, driving for him and helping him with his affairs.

But that's equivalent to being a nanny or a housekeeper.

To put it bluntly, his mentality is a bit problematic, but it's definitely not bad.

Fan Xian ordered a lot of things, and although he felt he was short of money, he still ordered a portion for Teng Zijing below him.

Martial artists digest food quickly, but as long as they don't engage in strenuous exercise, their food intake is not uncontrollable.

The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" is indeed true.

Fan Xian felt that he really needed to think about how to make money.

Therefore, Fan Sizhe wanted to obtain authorization from Fan Xian for his rapid-fire recitation, so that the two could collaborate on making money.

Fan Xian originally didn't care, but now he has no choice but to care.

It's embarrassing because I don't have any money on me.

Even deep down, the thought of living off a woman wasn't entirely absent.

It's only right that the inner treasury be taken back.

After all, it was founded by his mother, Ye Qingmei.

On the contrary, the royal family should not have ownership of the inner treasury. Isn't that the same as a feudal kingdom vying for ownership of a commoner's company?
Alas, there are no human rights in feudal kingdoms.

However, he did not impulsively agree, but instead enjoyed the food with Fan Sizhe and Fan Ruoruo.

Ok?
Fan Ruoruo looked up in surprise: "Did you change chefs today? Why is everything more refined and tastes better? I also feel warm and comfortable after eating it."

Fan Xian felt the same way; he thought it was a good thing that was modifying his body.

He could feel that his body had been strengthened to some extent.

"If you have money, you can come and eat at Sihailou Restaurant every day. Wouldn't that mean you wouldn't have to worry about the threat of your domineering true energy breaking through your body?"

This threat has been troubling Fan Xian.

If he could really solve this problem by eating, he felt he might really need to start thinking about making money.

He only has this confidence because he has the inner treasury in his hands.

"Mother, why did you take all the paths of the transmigrators, leaving me not even the slightest opening?"

For the first time, Fan Xian felt that his mother might be a bit of a burden on her son.

Fan Ruoruo was unaware that this meal was ten times more expensive than yesterday's.

Fan Sizhe seemed to have discovered something amazing: "We can buy this and resell it. If we can sell it for two times, no, three times the price, we'll make a fortune!"

This person really wants to make money from everything.

They're all obsessed with money.

Fan Xian was both amused and exasperated, but he had to admit that if the price was the same, being a middleman wouldn't be a problem.

He didn't mind. What a pity.

Fan Xian silently handed over the menu, and Fan Ruoruo took it with a puzzled look. She only realized what was going on when she opened it.

Then she glanced at Fan Sizhe silently and immediately shut him up from his endless chatter.

That's true; buy it at ten times the price and sell it at two or three times the price.

Is he stupid?
Even if you have money, you shouldn't lose it like this.

Just then, Guo Baokun was slandering Fan Xian below, so Fan Sizhe immediately went down to argue with him.

A farce unfolds, and Fan Xian also sees a different side of Fan Sizhe.

My older brother, I can bully him.

You can't.

This is family.

Although there are still some internal conflicts, they are united in their opposition to external threats.

Fan Xian felt quite touched, but he still hadn't figured out Aunt Liu's tactics.

However, Fan Sizhe, while possessing abilities, also had his shortcomings.

But at least he's a decent person.

That's it.

He's not like money, everyone loves him.

Qin Hao watched the farce unfold below until Prince Jing's heir, Li Hongcheng, came out. He praised Fan Xian a couple of times and invited them to a poetry gathering at the manor the next day. Fan Xian knew this was their intention, so he had no choice but to play along and agree.

This whole farce is truly speechless.

Moreover, it happened right in front of the Sihai Tower.

This is completely ignoring oneself.

Although he hasn't made a name for himself yet.

Following Qin Hao's signal, the shopkeeper came down and said to Guo Baokun, "Young Master Guo, whatever you do, you cannot do this in front of Sihailou."

This month, Mr. Guo will not welcome distinguished guests at Sihai Restaurant and will decline your visit.

Also, He Zongwei, right?

Our landlord said you're permanently blacklisted from this building and are forbidden from ever visiting again.

Swish.

What is this going to do?
Guo Baokun is no ordinary person.

Sihailou is too tough, isn't it?

Also, is this blatantly teaming up with Fan Xian?
"You, do you know who I am? I am a compiler in the palace, I am a person of the Crown Prince!" Guo Baokun was furious.

This person is just an ordinary citizen, how dare he treat me like this?

So tough?
But the shopkeeper was not afraid; nothing inspires more trust than one's own martial prowess.

They had complete faith in their employer and naturally didn't take Guo Baokun seriously.

Fan Xian was also somewhat surprised that his employer had unexpectedly sided with him.

Although it seems that the other party is just protecting Sihailou's business and reputation.

But anyone with eyes can see that the other side is subtly taking sides.

Besides, it was just a commotion in front of the store. It might have some impact on business, but it wouldn't be a big deal.

There is no need for the other side to take sides.

Besides, is this person really that strong?

The seventh rank seems unattainable.

But compared to the imperial court, it's nothing.

Even a ninth-rank superior would perish against a red-armored knight.

As Fan Xian left, he turned back to look at Sihai Tower one last time.

Unfortunately, he did not find any suspicious persons.

Once inside the carriage, Fan Ruoruo asked, "Big brother, who were you just now?"

Fan Xian hesitated for a moment, then said, "I think Sihailou's actions today were a bit risky."

An unknown figure rashly taking sides, offending a powerful family, whose father, Guo Youzhi, is the Minister of Rites.

Can a mere Sihailou really withstand such a person?
Fan Xian had no idea whether the other party's decision was based on their strength or simply because they hadn't considered this point.

Are a few mere seventh-rank experts so arrogant?

Or is there a martial artist of the eighth or even ninth rank behind them?
Fan Xian was unaware of this, nor did he know the other party's identity or age.

All of this seems shrouded in mystery.

However, Fan Sizhe then kept bothering him, first apologizing, and then bringing up the topic of Dream of the Red Chamber again.

Fan Xian was somewhat speechless, but still agreed.

Never mind, when it came time to pay the bill, Fan Xian took out the three thousand taels of silver he had just received and spent it all.

How could I not know the price of the dishes I ordered myself?

If it weren't for the fact that he had some silver when he came from Danzhou.

At this moment, he was penniless.

"Damn it, this guy really thinks I got three thousand taels of silver. So he did this on purpose."

Fan Xian was just saying it; he didn't think the other party knew how many silver notes he had received.

You also have to order the food yourself.

He ordered according to the amount of his own banknotes, so there was no question of anyone spying on his wallet.

……

It's nighttime over there.

Qin Hao was also somewhat curious when he saw the invitation that had been sent to him.

"Am I, a mere lowly compiler in the Hanlin Academy, a seventh-rank official, worth trying to win over?"

However, the Second Prince has always been known for his respect for the virtuous and talented. Perhaps he would be willing to show his magnanimity to me, a boy who was originally clueless?

Even those who are oblivious to social cues will be valued.

They will also receive attention and be promoted.

Only a prince with such magnanimity would be helpful in the struggle for the position of Crown Prince.

Qin Hao had a rough idea of ​​the Second Prince's plan, but he didn't intend to expose it.

In fact, the second prince never had a chance of winning.

He didn't know that a sage had once said something.

Power grows out of the barrel of a gun.

Without military power, how could the second prince possibly win?
His entire life was a joke; he lived within the script written for him by Emperor Qing.

And that wretched woman Li Yunrui was an accomplice too.

Emperor Qing was a master screenwriter; he directed this play, treating everyone else as pawns, as puppets on strings.

The Second Prince did not realize this and thought that Li Yunrui's support for him would give him control of the Imperial Treasury.

And all the civil and military officials in the court were subdued by his charm.

Little did he know that in Emperor Qing's eyes, he was nothing more than a catfish, used to motivate and test the Crown Prince.

Sad, sigh.

However, Qin Hao had no intention of supporting the other party.

He knew that the Second Prince himself was not very magnanimous, and that his title of "wise prince" was just a facade.

In reality, the second prince was not very magnanimous or broad-minded.

Qin Hao must be crazy to support him.

"There's also Fan Xian, who's a fellow transmigrator from the same hometown. Shouldn't I support him?"

It has to be said that compared to the "three spoons of sugar" type, the "tomato" type, and protagonists like Fan Xian, are much better in character.

At least, you don't have to worry too much about being betrayed.

Qin Hao put away the invitation; he hadn't originally planned to go.

But considering that Fan Xian was about to show off for the first time in Qingdu, he decided to go and see what the fuss was about.

As for the poetry gathering, he was not valued and was ridiculed.

That's nothing.

Having a weapon of great power, he was naturally not afraid of these things.

If it's not excessive, then treat it like a dog barking and don't take it seriously.

If someone goes too far, he doesn't mind disciplining them slightly.

Two days later, Qin Hao arrived at the location by carriage and entered through a side gate.

He doesn't complain about this.

They're not important people, so why should someone open the main gate and bring a bunch of young second-generation rich kids to greet them?

Qin Hao didn't care about those things either.

After arriving here, Qin Hao discovered that he was indeed not valued much.

He was happy to sit in the corner, ignoring everyone, and took out a book to read.

Multitasking is a basic skill.

He also noticed the behavior of those around him.

Many people seem to be planning to watch the spectacle.

Qin Hao found it amusing. He had been sent to the Hanlin Academy to guard the library for several years, and he hadn't felt anything was wrong with it.

Right there at the poetry gathering, I was momentarily ignored.

It will feel awkward?

Is it possible to wait for the Second Prince's men to show some favor and wait for him to pledge allegiance?
Does the Second Prince underestimate people?
As expected, the second prince only appeared magnanimous on the surface, but in reality, he was extremely narrow-minded.

Later, the Second Prince even attacked Fan Xian four times, although he lost all four times.

Is Xie Bi'an, who is kept by the Second Prince's side, really just his bodyguard?
Actually, that's not the case. He was kept by the Second Prince's side to do things that weren't appropriate for him to do himself.

To put it bluntly, they are high-level thugs, somewhat like black gloves.

But seeing Qin Hao so relaxed and carefree, seemingly unafraid of anything, and unconsciously reading a book over there.

Many people were gritting their teeth in anger.

This area can also be considered part of the Second Prince's faction.

Many people hope that the Second Prince will succeed, rather than that Qin Hao will be given an important position.

Rather, it was to highlight the wisdom and virtue of the second prince.

This is also for Fan Xian to see.

This is also one of the purposes of today's poetry gathering.

"Qin Hao? Here are the Four Treasures of the Study. You are responsible for copying all the poems for today's poetry gathering."

The visitor was merely a servant in the Prince Jing's residence, yet his tone was quite impolite.

Qin Hao held an official position, while the other party was merely a servant, possibly someone who had sold himself into slavery.

They were incredibly rude to Qin Hao.

This attitude is probably just an act for the people behind the scenes.

As for who's behind it all, it's naturally Prince Jing and his heir from the Jing Prince's Mansion who are in charge.

The water flows to the lower places, and the people go to the higher places.

He has ambitions too.

"Ah."

Qin Hao didn't even raise his head, only giving a soft "hmm" to indicate that he already knew.

"you!"

Qin Hao's indifference and neglect were resented by this lackey.

If it weren't for the fact that quite a few people had already arrived, he probably would have taken action.

"Wait, then."

The servant thought to himself that he wouldn't let Qin Hao off the hook later.

Fortunately, Fan Xian arrived, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

The servant hurriedly slipped away, and Qin Hao didn't even look up. He only casually copied the poem after everyone had exchanged pleasantries and started composing.

These people are not worth recording with his finest words.

"Is Fan Xian putting on an act? Although he seems to be forced, he is actually quite composed and not flustered at all. It seems that Fan Xian's real purpose in coming here today is not what it seems."

The Prince Jing's heir wanted to test him, but he actually wanted to come here to find the Chicken Leg Girl.

The two sides have different goals, but their ideas are the same.

He probably wanted to make a grand display to attract the chicken leg girl to come out herself.

"I wonder if he'll still be so frustrated when he sees this scene?" (End of Chapter)