Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 82 Fan Xian Enters Beijing
"You mean, Taoist He happened to show up and saved the empress dowager and her son who were being forced to abdicate?"

"That's right. Taoist He was defeated by you, and his reputation in Northern Qi was ruined. Even the young Queen Mother sent him to work outside the capital and didn't intend to use him again."

"But who could have expected that Taoist He would return to the capital without permission, as if he had received the news in advance, and help the empress dowager and her son escape from the dire situation, making great contributions. Now he has become a popular figure around the empress dowager."

"With thousands of imperial guards forcing the emperor to abdicate, it was impossible for a ninth-rank master to do it alone. In the end, it was Ku He, the only great master of Northern Qi, who took action and stayed in the palace for three days and three nights to completely suppress the coup and stabilize the situation of Northern Qi from collapsing."

In the spacious carriage, Teng Zijing told the young man opposite him word by word the major events of the Northern Qi Dynasty eleven years ago.

The young man listened attentively. He lay down in the carriage on his quilt, stretched out comfortably, and looked extremely relaxed.

"This Taoist He's life has been full of ups and downs. He was first promoted to the ninth rank and became famous in Northern Qi. Later, he was defeated by you at the Wudu River and his reputation was ruined. Who would have thought that within two months, he would return to the Queen Mother's side."

"Even a TV series can't produce such a ridiculous scene."

"What is a TV series?" Teng Zijing looked at Master Fan sitting opposite him and felt that he always said something inexplicable. He sat on one side of the carriage with a sullen face, stretching his legs again and again, fearing that he would dirty the clean bedding next to him and upset him.

I was thinking that the character of Young Master Fan Xian was quite different from that of his teacher Mr. Lin Ruo.

"It's okay, just talk."

Fan Xian turned over without paying any attention, then lifted the quilt and sat up, saying in amazement, "Is it possible that Taoist He received guidance from the teacher?"

Fearing the young master's status, Teng Zijing did not completely reject it, and said ambiguously: "It is unlikely. Even if you have great magical powers, I think you can't predict the political situation in Northern Qi."

After hearing this, Fan Xian lay back down again: "What happened next? Sir, you became famous in Kyoto, but why was your official position removed?"

When he said this, Fan Xian actually already had a rough guess in his mind. Given Mr.'s temperament, he probably did something to stand up for injustice and angered the emperor in the palace who was bent on dictatorship.

Teng Zijing was silent for a moment, and then he confessed truthfully: "About eight years ago, there was a great famine in the ten counties surrounding the capital. Coincidentally, a related corruption case occurred in the court, which had a great impact. It involved the Minister of Personnel, the Minister of Revenue, and a lady in the palace. Sir, you pleaded for the people..."

"Sir, you even captured the Empress?" Fan Xian opened his mouth in disbelief.

"That's right. It was because of this that he angered the Emperor and was dismissed from his position on false charges."

Teng Zijing sighed heavily and said with emotion: "Sir, you are truly dedicated to the people, no less than the great men of all dynasties."

Fan Xian fell into deep thought. He had always known the general news about the capital from Ruoruo's letters. It was not until today, when he heard the account from the Fan family's guard, that he realized how magnificent what the master had done was.

Teng Zijing continued, "In the following years, officials involved in the corruption case were demoted for various reasons, and the lady was also banished to the cold palace. Your sacrifice was not in vain."

Fan Xian suddenly said angrily, "It seems that His Majesty is not so stupid after all."

Teng Zijing's heart skipped a beat, and he looked terrified: "Master, be careful with your words."

Fan Xian smiled and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will never say such a thing after entering the capital."

"How was it afterwards, sir?" Fan Xian continued to ask.

Teng Zijing thought about it, and he didn't know much about what happened afterwards, so he said intermittently: "The master later entered the Supervisory Council, and the emperor didn't care about it. Since then, I have rarely seen the master, and even the master is the same."

"But we still occasionally hear about the Supervisory Commission investigating corrupt officials. It seems that Mr. has been doing what he wants to do."

Hearing this, Fan Xian finally felt relieved, knowing that his master was in good condition.

But for some reason, Fan Xian felt a little sad again. He was an illegitimate child, and his father could abandon him in Danzhou for sixteen years. He probably didn't have much affection for him.

I had originally thought of going to Beijing and living a life of wealth and glory under the protection of my master, but now it seems a bit unrealistic.

"I can only rely on myself and take it one step at a time." Fan Xian thought to himself.

Teng Zijing forced a smile and stood up, saying respectfully, "I have finished speaking. I will not disturb you from resting, young master."

Just as he was about to get off the car, Fan Xian waved at him and motioned him to sit down: "You have finished talking about your business, but I am not finished with mine."

Teng Zijing sat back in his seat depressed.

Fan Xian looked at him seriously: "Master Teng, can you tell me why my father urgently summoned me to the capital?"

Teng Zijing frowned, knowing that although this young master's behavior was a bit absurd, he was not stupid at all. On the contrary, he was extremely smart, so there was nothing to hide.

He said frankly: "The reason why the master is in a hurry to let you come to Beijing is because the master has arranged a marriage for you in Beijing."

Fan Xian also frowned, a calmness appearing on his face that was totally inconsistent with his delicate youthful appearance.

It was normal for aristocratic families to win over forces through marriage. Fan Xian had long thought that there would be a day when he would be pushed out, but it happened too suddenly and made him suspicious.

"Which family's lady am I going to marry? Is she pretty? Is she gentle?" Fan Xian asked after a long while.

Teng Zijing was stunned by this question. He knew that the young master was deliberately testing him, so he said vaguely, "This young lady is fine, but she has been feeling a little unwell recently."

Fan Xian suddenly realized that his father was using him as a pretext for marriage... a good thing he had done.

"Can I choose not to marry?" Fan Xian asked in a muffled voice.

Teng Zijing was stunned and thought to himself, is it useful to ask me?

Fan Xian smiled slightly and took back what he said. It was a bit difficult to ask a servant about his lifelong affairs.

It seems that I need to have a good chat with my father whom I haven't seen for a long time before I go to Beijing. ...

A month later, in the spring of April when the grass was green and the birds were singing, the Fan family's small convoy consisting of three carriages finally arrived at the outskirts of Kyoto.

The team lined up on the official road. Fan Xian lifted the curtain of the carriage and couldn't help but look at the scenery outside the capital.

Having heard about the capital of Qing Kingdom for more than ten years, Fan Xian finally saw it today. He couldn't help but feel excited, but at the same time he was very puzzled.

The Fan Mansion in Kyoto, a prominent family with the title of Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, had to queue up on the long official road waiting to enter the city.

There was no sign of the Fan family on the three carriages, which was enough to show the contempt of this strange father for him.

Fan Xian had already begun to imagine the future palace fighting scenes, and was thinking about the fight that might take place after he met his stepmother, Aunt Liu, and her youngest son.

At this moment, the crowd behind was slightly agitated, and a team of cavalry entered the city. At the front of the team was a girl in a Confucian skirt. She had clear eyes and was extremely beautiful.

Fan Xian admired it with an aesthetic eye: "It seems that the atmosphere in the capital is quite open."

Teng Zijing in the car also looked outside and coughed slightly. After accompanying the young master for a month, he had become familiar with him, but he still couldn't accept his ridiculous words.

Fan Xian retracted his gaze and asked doubtfully, "There's no need to be so nervous."

Teng Zijing hurriedly explained: "The person who just passed by is Ye Ling'er, the only daughter of Ye Zhong, the garrison commander of the capital. She has a bad temper, so don't let her hear what the young master is saying."

Fan Xian said "oh" and sat back in the car.

After a while, it was finally their turn to enter the city. After the inspection, they were about to be allowed to pass when an adult in dark official uniform stopped the carriage.

Fan Xian opened the carriage again and saw the man smiling. He bowed to him and said, "Hey, young master, I don't see you. You must be new to the capital."

Fan Xian nodded, thinking to himself that it was precious to make friends with a famous person. Sir, you have chosen the wrong person. He is just an illegitimate child.

Teng Zijing listened to the voice, frowned tightly, and muttered softly: "Don't worry about him, he's just a liar."

Fan Xian's eyes lit up: "Do you two know each other?"

When he said this, the adults outside the car also noticed the situation, jumped up and looked inside the car, smiling: "It turned out to be Guard Teng, do you remember him, Mr. Wang?"

Teng Zijing covered his face and didn't want to speak.

Wang Qinian was not at all shy. He took out a piece of paper from his bosom and presented it to him, saying, "It seems that this young master is the eldest son of the Fan family. He has just arrived in Kyoto and is not familiar with many things. Here is a detailed map of the capital that you can use."

Fan Xian took the map and nodded: "Thank you, sir."

Just as he was about to close the curtain, Wang Qinian stopped him with a sinister smile, rubbing his hands and saying, "Sir, thanks, two taels of silver. Since we are acquaintances, just give one tael of silver."

Fan Xian was surprised and glared at him secretly...

Wang Qinian watched the carriage enter the city, bit the silver, and was very satisfied.

Another official from the Supervisory Council came over and said, "Old Wang, you are so blatantly corrupt. Aren't you afraid that Lord Lin will put you in jail?"

Wang Qinian shook his hand and stuffed the silver into his arms: "I don't believe this. Petty corruption is not considered corruption. Besides, the people I cheated were all children from wealthy families. This is called eliminating harm for the people."

"If you have the guts, go and say this to Lord Lin in person," the official said jokingly.

Wang Qinian chuckled: "My family needs to make a living, the adults will understand."

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When the carriage entered the city, Teng Zijing could not help but complain: "I told you he was a liar."

"You're still on good terms with this liar." Fan Xian said speechlessly.

Teng Zijing said softly, "He is from the Supervisory Council, Mr.'s subordinate."

Fan Xian was even more surprised: "Sir, could your subordinates raise such a creature?"

"You'd better stay away from people who even the master can't influence." Teng Zijing said unhappily.

Fan Xian thought, "Since he is my master's subordinate, you should introduce him to us."

"The master doesn't want you to come into contact with the inspectors." Teng Zijing explained.

Fan Xian followed up with, "Does father have a grudge against you, sir?"

"There is no hatred, it's just that the master has never liked the Overwatch Council."

"why?"

"The young master has to ask the master about this."

Fan Xian paused. The two closest people in the capital, Mr. Fei and his father, were in the Supervisory Council. Could it be that his father had a grudge against him...

(End of this chapter)