Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 6 How Do You Know Everything?

In fact, in Lin Ruo's opinion, Fei Jie was already lucky. At least thanks to his intervention, he was not hit three times by the ruthless and decisive Fan Xian, causing a large amount of blood to flow.

It's just a slight hit, not painful at all, and the degree of damage is greatly reduced.

But the victim Fei Jie obviously didn't think so. His eyes were wide open with anger as he looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared. His head hurt and he felt dizzy.

In front of him, the little boy's eyes were blinking, and a look of fear and guilt was about to emerge.

Fei Jie took a look and naturally changed his target, attacking the guy dressed as a servant fiercely.

There were only three people coming and going in the bedroom, and the child and the scholar didn't look like the ones who hit him, so the culprit must be that one person.

"Who is that? You hit me! How dare you! I am Mr. Fei, the teacher hired by the Earl from Kyoto at a high price."

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Fei Jie wanted to slap himself twice.

After moving the hair in front of him aside, Fei Jie looked at it intently, and his heart sank: "Fifth Master, why is it you?"

Wu Zhu looked at him coldly. Before he could say anything, Fei Jie tried to make amends: "Forget it. Since it was Master Wu who did it, I have nothing to say. After all, I was sneaky and sneaked in late at night, which was my fault. You can't blame Master Wu."

After saying that, Fei Jie was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhu said coldly: "It wasn't me who smashed it, someone else smashed it."

"Didn't you smash it?" Fei Jie finally convinced himself to let go of his resentment. After all, the person in front of him was the Fifth Master, and he couldn't afford to offend him no matter what.

But after hearing these words, the flames of war were reignited, and the anger that had been released suddenly swelled up again.

He once again looked past the little boy, his murderous eyes glaring at the scholar: "It's you, good. I saw that you were a mere scholar, weak as a chicken, so I let my guard down and didn't attack you, but you turned a blind eye to my kindness."

Lin Ruo sighed and spread his hands, saying, "Master Fei, didn't the murderer hit you from behind? When the incident happened, I was standing in front of you, how could I have the opportunity to attack you?"

"Besides, I am just a weak scholar who can neither carry anything nor lift anything."

Fei Jie was stunned for a moment, then he touched his head and said worriedly: "That's right, who is the murderer?"

After changing his mind, he forced his head to turn around, and the little boy was giving him an innocent smile: "Actually, it was me who smashed it, hehe."

Fei Jie pondered for a long time and was completely confused.

No wonder one of the two men was indifferent and the other was calm, no wonder the little boy was full of apologetics, and the murderer was right in front of them.

Fei Jie was speechless. It was a bit inappropriate to argue with a little kid, but he couldn't just suffer from it.

So, everything goes around in circles and returns to the starting point.

Fei Jie stared at Wu Zhu indignantly and complained, "Master Wu, this is your fault. How can you teach the young master such a domineering technique when he is so young?"

Wu Zhu was too lazy to listen, so he ran away and said lightly: "I didn't teach you that, it has nothing to do with me."

Fei Jie glanced over again.

Lin Ruo sighed again: "Don't look at me, I'm the least likely."

Fei Jie finally gave up and looked at Fan Xian with gritted teeth: "We have a deep bond as master and disciple. I will definitely take good care of you in the future."

...After a whole night of tossing and turning, when the sky was bright, the maids were surprised to find that their young master had big dark circles under his eyes. They felt quite distressed and thought that he must have had a nightmare or encountered something dirty yesterday.

Sure enough, just as these words were spoken, a strange guest came to the Earl's villa early in the morning. He was an old rogue with a haggard face and gauze wrapped on his head, oh no, old man.

The old gentleman seemed to be highly valued by the old lady and they had a serious conversation throughout.

The maids asked around and finally found an incredible answer: this old gentleman was going to come to the mansion to teach as the young master's third teacher.

The sky suddenly fell, and the maids sighed, thinking that Mr. Lin had just entered the mansion for only a few days, and he was leaving in depression, how innocent he was.

It is especially painful for a handsome young master to call an ugly old man "sir".

Finally, the mellow and fierce housekeeper Zhou came out to take charge of the situation: "What are you yelling about? Go back to your job. Who said Mr. Lin was leaving? You're always making trouble out of nothing."

When Fei Jian entered the mansion at first, Butler Zhou also thought that the old lady wanted to drive Lin Ruo away.

But the truth was very unexpected. The old lady seemed to be quite pleased with Lin Ruo's performance these days and did not intend to leave him alone. Instead, she asked the two of them to arrange their time reasonably and take on the teaching tasks together.

Butler Zhou calmed down, but still wondered what this old man could teach.

Soon, the news about the two teachers spread throughout the Earl's villa again. The maids no longer felt sorry for the handsome Mr. Lin, but instead poured all their sympathy on the young master.

The little master, who is just over four years old, will probably be tortured by the two teachers day and night. It is too difficult!
Outside the antique study, the maids looked at their young master diligently massaging the old rogue's back in disbelief, but they dared not say a word.

After each beating, he would hear the young master giggle and say, "Teacher, do you feel good?"

It is rare in the world to see a naughty young master being so servile.

The maids did not think that this old gentleman who looked like an old gangster had any great ability, or that his cultural level was far superior to Mr. Lin, so that he could make the young master obedient. They just thought that it was because of intimidation.

This is indeed the case. Fei Jie doesn't know how to talk about lofty principles. He only knows how to poison, detoxify and make poison.

Another thing was that he used a sinister look to talk endlessly to Fan Xian about the subtleties of using poison, laying the groundwork for the introduction of the lecture.

Whenever he got to the key points, Fei Jie would inevitably talk about irrelevant things, such as the Supervisory Council where he worked, or the four great masters in the world who could compete with him, and brag about their levels.

However, Fei Jie never got the desired result, because Fan Xian had already mastered the additional knowledge he introduced, and even knew more than him in some aspects.

Fei Jie couldn't help cursing at this time: "You have been traveling around the world since you were one year old, right?"

Fan Xian patted his head and said proudly, "My teacher taught me that. He said that people like me need to understand the world early on."

The back of his head ached slightly, and Fei Jie felt a little upset: "Your master is just a name in name only. He can't even recognize a famous poison master like me, a high-ranking figure in the Supervisory Council. How can he know everything about astronomy and geography? Ugh."

Fan Xian did not dare to speak up for the master, and could only secretly make faces behind his back to show his protest.

Fei Jie was not in the mood to pay attention to the child's expression. He suddenly felt melancholy.

The Earl paid a large sum of money to hire me to come all the way to Danzhou to teach, but in the end I didn't learn as much as a teacher.

Fortunately, this kid doesn’t teach me how to use poison.

If he knows everything, then what is Fei Jie doing here?

(End of this chapter)