Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 83 Fan Xian's Surprise

The black carriage passed slowly through the streets of Beijing. Fan Xian lifted the curtain again and looked around, looking at the many new things outside, with irrepressible excitement in his eyes.

"Can I go down and take a look?"

"Young Master, please go back home and pay your respects to the master first. It won't be too late to visit again later." Teng Zijing shook his head.

Fan Xian felt somewhat disappointed as he listened to the discussions coming from the stall next to him.

"Did you hear that a few days ago, another young master from a royal family was arrested for bullying men and women."

"Has he been arrested and imprisoned in the Overwatch Council's prison?"

"Yes, it was the work of Mr. Lin from the Overwatch Council."

"Lord Lin has arrested countless people over the years. The security in the capital is much better than before."

Several people were talking excitedly, and laughter could be heard everywhere.

"The young master's official went to court yesterday to file a complaint against Lord Lin."

"Ah, Lord Lin has been impeached again?"

"What's there to impeach? The evidence is irrefutable. Even His Majesty can't do anything about it. That official was scolded by the Imperial Academy and criticized by the Censorate. He has lost all his face."

"If Dean Chen is here, the officials won't be able to come down."

The carriage slowly passed through the crowd. Fan Xian joked in the carriage, "I remember that Elder Fei said ten years ago that the Overwatch Council is feared by the people in Beijing."

"It's all thanks to you, sir. The current Supervisory Council is a highly respected entity among the people." Teng Zijing replied.

Fan Xian straightened his back and thought deeply, "Won't the Emperor in the palace care?"

In the feudal era, the emperor should not allow the existence of anything beyond the scope of power sanctions. Mr.'s behavior is beneficial to the country, but it is not entirely correct to check and balance the emperor.

"Your Majesty the Emperor is innocent and wholeheartedly serves the people. Wouldn't he feel insecure?" Fan Xian muttered a lot of words.

Teng Zijing was shocked and panicked, as he had agreed not to talk about the emperor when he came to the capital.

"Master, stop talking."

"No one can hear it." Fan Xian smiled.

Teng Zijing said seriously, "I don't know. I only know that Dean Chen has been scolded more and more often in the past few years."

"It turns out that the top leader of the Supervisory Council has been carrying this responsibility." Fan Xian thought to himself.

"Although you have done a lot, you can't do everything. For example, you are the Prime Minister who has great power in the government, sir..."

Teng Zijing was halfway through his words when he thought about the girl the young master was going to marry in the future... and realized that he had been talking too much, so he shut up tightly.

Fan Xian was listening, and when the conversation stopped, he suddenly felt bored.

But if he thought about it carefully, he could guess what Teng Zijing was going to say.

The Prime Minister is probably the most treacherous minister in the Kingdom of Qing, but with the Emperor protecting him, there is nothing you can do.

The carriage continued to move forward and came to an alley. Fan Xian's eyes lit up and he stopped the carriage: "Master Teng, wait a moment. I'll go down and buy some oranges."

Teng Zijing was confused and wondered why he was eating oranges.

Fan Xian got out of the car, felt the fresh air of Kyoto, and walked into a bookstore nearby.

There were so many books on display. Fan Xian looked around but didn't see what he wanted, so he asked the clerk beside him, "Do you have The Story of the Stone?"

"The Story of the Stone..." the clerk was puzzled.

Fan Xian changed his wording and said, "Red Mansion."

The clerk looked as if he had suddenly realized something, and then said regretfully, "The Dream of Red Mansions is sold out. You should go to another bookstore to have a look."

Having gained nothing, Fan Xian walked out of the bookstore quietly, bought a bag of oranges, and then returned to the carriage.

Teng Zijing took a look and reminded: "There are plenty of books in the Fan Mansion."

"The Fan Mansion in the Red Mansion shouldn't have it." Fan Xian replied. Actually, he didn't come here to read the book, after all, he wrote it himself. He mainly wanted to find out the sales of the book in Beijing. He just checked and found that it was very good.

Teng Zijing replied, "The Fan family has a copy of Red Mansions. The master has one, and Miss Ruoruo also has one."

Fan Xian was slightly surprised. Logically speaking, the circulation of Red Mansions was quite wide. He was a copyist, so he knew that Red Mansions had too many taboos and would not be tolerated in this era.

But on second thought, Fan Xian's idea became clear. The circulation of books is under the charge of the Eighth Department of the Supervisory Council. Since the master is in the Supervisory Council, wouldn't that be a very easy matter?

Teng Zijing had more ideas than him. He was the first person in Beijing to come into contact with the Dream of the Red Chamber. I still remember that he laughed at the teacher for wanting to make a lot of money with a book...

The two men said nothing more as the carriage continued to move towards the Fan residence, stopping for a long time at the Qing Temple.

After Fan Xian came out of the Qing Temple, he became a little absent-minded.

……

As the sun went down, the wandering carriage finally entered Tianhe Street, passed through the deep alleys, and stopped under the shade of a tree at the Fan Mansion.

The main gate of the Fan Mansion was wide open to welcome this private young master from Danzhou.

Fan Xian got out of the car and followed Teng Zijing inside, enjoying the scenery of the mansion without restraint. After entering the inner courtyard, he was led by a maid to the central hall.

The imagined series of procedures that were in line with an illegitimate child, such as going through the back door, waiting in a side hall, being mistreated by servants, etc., did not happen at all.

As for the second wife, Aunt Liu, Fan Xian hadn't even met her yet.

The pretty maid served him tea and looked at the young master without hesitation.

Fan Xian felt that this was too strange, so he waved to the little maid and asked, "Is there no one here?"

The little maid smiled sweetly, and said as she was told, "Master, the master has gone to court, and the madam will be here soon." Is the second madam trying to show off her power?

As Fan Xian was thinking, another maid brought some fruit.

Now, even Fan Xian was confused. This was not a show of power at all, but a way of treating him as a distinguished guest.

After a while, there was finally a sound outside the central hall. A chubby young man jumped in from the threshold, tilting his chubby face and speaking with some resentment: "Are you the illegitimate child Fan Xian from Danzhou?"

Is it finally here? Let my son come out and make some noise first. Fan Xian had been in the mansion for a long time, and it was rare to see the familiar scene he had imagined.

Fan Xian knew what was going on and looked at the maid: "Who is this?"

"I'm Fan Sizhe, the eldest young master of the Fan family." The little fat man said proudly, putting his hands on his hips and showing off, "The Fan family only has one young master, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Fan Xian said jokingly.

Fan Sizhe looked over fiercely and raised his hand: "Good boy, you are still quite arrogant, wait and see how I can control my temper for you."

"I think you are quite crazy."

Suddenly, a fierce roar came from outside the hall. Fan Sizhe's mouth flattened and his whole body wilted.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the pretty Liu Ruyu swaggered into the hall and grabbed Versace's ears: "Is this how I asked you to come and say hello to my brother?"

"Mom, I was wrong." Fan Sizhe begged for mercy.

The maids were used to it.

Seeing this scene, Fan Xian's clear thoughts were interrupted again. He really couldn't figure out what the mother and son were doing. Was it a ploy to show their love or to please him? There was no need for that.

Fan Xian stood up and bowed: "Greetings, Aunt."

The maid's face changed drastically when she heard this.

Fan Sizhe found the evidence and said hurriedly, "Mom, he called you aunt, hurry up and deal with him."

Everyone in the mansion knew that the Second Madam hated being called aunt the most, and even if Miss Ruoruo called her that, she would inevitably retort.

Liu Ruyu's expression changed slightly, but she slapped Versace on the head: "Hurry up and apologize to your brother."

The more Versace thought about it, the more he felt that his mother had taken the wrong medicine, and he could only cry and say, "Brother, I was wrong."

After teaching Fan Sizhe a lesson, Fan Xian exchanged a lot of polite words with Liu Ruyu. There were no sharp words, only dry greetings. You smiled, I smiled, which was very suitable for two strangers meeting each other.

It seemed that this aunt really had no bad thoughts towards him.

As they were talking, hurried footsteps were heard in the inner courtyard and a graceful girl ran into the hall.

"Brother." The girl's voice was soft and proud.

Liu Ruyu's heart moved slightly and she stood up from the chair: "It's just right that Ruoruo is here. Please take care of your brother." After that, she left tactfully to look for her silly son.

"Sister Ruoruo." Their eyes met. Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, they acted very familiar with each other.

Ruoruo sat down and complained, "Brother finally knew to come to Beijing to see his sister."

Fan Xian looked at her with a smile: "Isn't she here?"

"By the way, what's going on?" Fan Xian asked again. What he was most curious about was the aunt's unusual attitude.

The evil stepmother is not reflected at all.

"It's all thanks to you, sir. Aunt Liu still listens to you." Ruoruo said lightly, teasing, "As for Fan Sizhe, brother, don't worry about him. He's just a fool."

Fan Xian chuckled: "It seems that my sister has bullied many people over the years. The various secrets of house fighting that my brother taught me seem redundant."

Ruoruo raised her little face as a matter of course: "The teacher said that you should beat your brother as early as possible."

"And Aunt Liu, Ruoruo doesn't have any conflicts with her except for bickering with her."

After learning that his sister was doing very well, Fan Xian felt much better.

"Although Fan Sizhe is stupid, he is still useful and has helped me a lot." Ruoruo said excitedly suddenly.

Fan Xian frowned slightly and smiled in confusion, "He's just a twelve-year-old kid, how can he help me?"

Ruoruo smiled lightly and said proudly, "Didn't I ask you to publish a book? I forgot to tell you that you have given most of the business to Ruoruo. Recently, Fan Sizhe has also been helping with the accounting."

"My sister gives him one ounce of silver a day, and he can count all day long."

Fan Xian was extremely surprised to hear this. A fifteen-year-old Ruoruo could do business, and a twelve-year-old kid could do accounting. This was too extraordinary.

"My teacher taught me business, but as for accounting, Fan Sizhe taught himself." Ruoruo explained.

Fan Xian accepted it reluctantly.

"My brother's books made a lot of money. The master saved it for you. Ruoruo knows where it is."

"How much did you earn?" Fan Xian was somewhat thankful for his brilliant idea back then. He didn't expect that his dream of becoming a rich man would come true as soon as he arrived in Beijing.

Fan Ruoruo compared the numbers.

Fan Xian swallowed his saliva, silence is better than words.

"Let's go visit the master tomorrow." Fan Xian thought for a moment, "Oh, and Teacher Fei, I almost forgot."

"Okay, Ruoruo will go with you."

"Is the Overwatch Council a place that can be entered casually?"

Ruoruo's fair skin turned slightly red, and she laughed, as if she was mocking her brother who had just arrived in the capital: "Brother, you may not know, but people in Kyoto say that as long as you have done nothing wrong, you can enter the Overwatch Council at will."

(End of this chapter)