Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 85 Fan Xian's Marriage

Knowing that Senior Brother Leng had entered the master's room, Fan Xian gave up the idea of ​​going in and instead half-knelt on the ground in the same posture as Wang Qinian, supporting his head with one hand and drawing circles on the ground with the other.

Hearing no movement from inside, Fan Xian tilted his head and said, "I hope the sir is alright."

Wang Qinian smiled without knowing the depth of the matter, and swore, "No, everyone in the academy has been poisoned before, but you are immune to all poisons, and Senior Brother Leng has always held a grudge against you."

"If the Lord can be poisoned, the sky will fall."

"Brother Leng, do you often use the teacher to test poison?" Fan Xian asked again.

"In the past, he tested the poison on his colleagues in the third place, and later on the other places. After a long time, everyone in the courtyard avoided him, so they turned to the adults, but the adults accepted everyone and liked to let him try." Wang Qinian recalled.

"When will the master be able to withstand poison?" Fan Xian wondered secretly. The master had changed so much in the past twelve years, if what Teng Zijing said was true.

That gentleman had already been a well-deserved ninth-grade master eleven years ago. Over the years, who knows whether he has reached the level of the four great masters or Uncle Wu Zhu.

For a scholar, enlightenment is a matter of a day.

Fan Xian couldn't stop sighing, and he had the urge to watch the master and Uncle Wu Zhu fight.

"It's out." Ruoruo shouted.

The handsome young man and the wrinkled middle-aged man all looked at him sideways.

Seeing Senior Brother Leng, who looked gloomy, coming out of the room, holding the newly developed small poison bottle in his hand, he looked distressed, and it was obvious that the results were not going well.

"I told you there's no hope." Wang Qinian chuckled, until he saw that pair of vicious eyes looking at him, he realized that he was being a little too blatant.

"Old Wang, you've come just in time. Try the new poison that Leng made."

Senior Brother Leng trotted over, opened the bottle, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.

Wang Qinian shook his head desperately: "Wang is weak and has caught a cold these days. Let's do it next time."

"It's okay. This poison is colorless and tasteless. It melts in your mouth and won't cause any major reaction." Senior Brother Leng handed the medicine to his mouth as if he was feeding a child. "Ah, open your mouth."

Wang Qinian had never kept his mouth so tightly shut in his entire life.

Fan Xian took a timid look and turned his head away.

The two of them pushed each other, and Wang Qinian suddenly yelled and lifted up the pair of hands that smelled of poison: "Brother Leng, do you know this person?"

"Who is this? I don't recognize him." Senior Brother Leng shook his head.

"This person is Master Fei's apprentice."

"Master's apprentice?" Senior Brother Leng blinked in confusion.

Fan Xian smiled awkwardly and said, "Hello, Senior Brother. I am Fan Xian, a junior disciple of Mr. Fei. I am admitted to the hospital today and have come to pay my respects to you, Master."

"Fan Xian?" Senior Brother Leng felt that the name sounded particularly familiar and perked up. "Oh, Senior Brother, I remember now. It's the junior brother from Danzhou that Master often calls a little bastard."

Senior Brother Leng patted him on the back and said, "Little Junior Brother, nice to meet you."

"I've met senior brother."

"Come on, little junior brother, why don't you try the new poison that I have developed." After the greetings, Senior Brother Leng immediately brought up his own topic.

Fan Xian took the poison and swallowed it casually.

Wang Qinian and Fan Ruoruo were also shocked.

"elder brother."

"It's okay." Fan Xian waved his hand, as if he had just drunk a sip of water, without any sign of anything unusual.

Under Fei Jie's guidance, he was not only good at using poison, but was even immune to all poisons most of the time.

"Any reaction?" Senior Brother Leng had a very good impression of this straightforward junior brother. He immediately took out his booklet and started recording the usage.

Fan Xian smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was fine as before.

Senior Brother Leng frowned strangely, a little incredulous: "It's fine if the people inside are fine, but are you okay too?"

Fan Xian shook his head innocently again.

"Lao Wang, you still have to try it." Senior Brother Leng changed the subject and suddenly found that there was nothing in front of him.

"Old Wang, where are you?"

Senior Brother Leng sighed and asked carefully: "Miss, are you interested..."

Fan Ruoruo resisted and hid behind Fan Xian.

Senior Brother Leng had no choice but to take a light taste of the pill and quickly picked up a pen to record the effects of the medicine.

After waiting for a while, he saw no response, so he put down his pen in dismay, left the two of them and walked away alone, shaking his head and muttering, "No effect at all, this is such a failed work, no, I have to go back and continue my research."

After walking for a while, Senior Brother Leng's steps gradually slowed down and his body kept shaking.

Suddenly, he stopped moving, turned around and smiled sadly: "Hey, it works."

After he finished speaking, he fell to the ground in a daze, his mouth open, his face pale, and blood oozing from his nose.

"Brother, someone is dead!" Fan Ruoruo screamed.

Fan Xian was not surprised. He walked over, leaned over, sniffed his breath, and fumbled in his arms: "Most drug makers carry antidotes with them. Don't worry."

After feeling around for a while, Fan Xian's expression turned grim: "It seems there is no antidote..."

At this point, neither of them knew what to do. Fan Ruoruo was about to run to call the master, but she saw that figure had already arrived in front of her without her knowing.

"The antidote is here." Lin Ruo flicked the pill lightly, and it fell accurately into his mouth. Fan Xian helped Senior Brother Leng swallow it. After a while, he saw his face gradually turning red, and he felt relieved.

"Fortunately, sir, you arrived in time." Fan Ruoruo's fair little face couldn't help but sweat.

Lin Ruo habitually touched Ruo Ruo's head to comfort her: "I hope I didn't scare you."

After touching her, I realized that the girl had grown up and was not suitable for such treatment.

Fan Ruoruo didn't notice it, and said coquettishly: "No, Ruoruo won't be easily frightened."

……

"I haven't seen you for many years, sir. You still look the same. I thought you were my childhood sir." Standing by the river outside the Supervisory Council, Fan Xian wandered around, seeming to be in the present, but he could not see any signs of aging on the face of the man in front of him.

"Just like Uncle Wu Zhu." Fan Xian added, very enviously: "Sir, have you been promoted to Grandmaster? It turns out that Grandmasters can also maintain eternal youth."

"Guess." Lin Ruo smiled faintly.

Fan Xian complained in a boring way: "How can people have so many guesses?"

"If you don't have any, don't think too much about it." Lin Ruo replied him.

Fan Xian pondered for a while, and suddenly said, "Sir, the reason I came to Beijing is because my father arranged a marriage for me."

Lin Ruo already knew: "Yes, the princess of the Lin family."

Seeing that the gentleman didn't look surprised, nor did he seem to care about him, Fan Xian, who advocated free love, seemed to get angry and said in a complaining tone: "Does the gentleman think it's okay too?"

"It's up to you if you like." Lin Ruo said.

Fan Xian had just argued with his father yesterday, and he was still angry. He said unhappily, "Sir, you are joking. I have never even seen the princess's appearance, so how can I like her? Isn't this forcing me?"

Lin Ruo sighed faintly: "Who knows? The fates of the world are different. It's possible that I will fall in love with you suddenly after meeting you once."

"No, because the student already has someone he likes." Fan Xian said very seriously.

Lin Ruo smiled and replied: "No hurry, Princess Wan'er is very pretty, you can meet her first."

"Sir, do you know the princess of the Lin family?" Fan Xian asked blankly.

Lin Ruo nodded: "Of course I know him. I have watched him grow up since he was a child."

"But sir, aren't you with the prime minister of this dynasty..." Fan Xian was a little puzzled.

Lin Ruo said solemnly: "Let's put things in perspective. Don't harm innocent people. Princess Wan'er is kind-hearted."

"It seems that the master also hopes that his student can marry this princess." Fan Xian said in a muffled voice.

"Don't blame me for this. It's your business. I can't interfere. Just don't regret it in the future." Lin Ruo said with a smile.

Scratching his head, Fan Xian stopped thinking about it, but his rebellious mind was still at work. His father wanted him to marry, and Ruoruo didn't object, and even his teacher thought it was okay, but he just didn't want to marry.

"Sir, do you know if there are any ladies in Beijing who like to eat chicken legs?" Fan Xian asked.

Lin Ruo naturally knew who it was, but he just didn't want to say it out loud. A hint of evil interest arose in his heart, and he brought up the previous topic and said, "Since you already have a lover, I will go to the palace and talk to Princess Wan'er about it."

"Okay, I'll go with you, sir." Fan Xian thought, it would be better to say this kind of thing in person, ahem, and by the way, see what he looks like.

"That won't do." Lin Ruo refused decisively. How could he let you get what you want so quickly? "You should wait for the news."

Fan Xian frowned: "Thank you, sir."

"Let's go back to the Fan Mansion for dinner today. Father said he hasn't seen you for a long time." Fan Xian still remembered the instructions from the mansion.

Lin Ruo hesitated for a long time. If possible, he didn't want to go, because...

……

The Fan Mansion was very lively in the evening. Hearing that Mr. Lin had returned, the maids and servants were all in high spirits. Calculating the time, Lin Ruo had not been back to the Fan Mansion for nearly half a year.

Coming back this time is actually a happy event.

At dinner time, six people sat together around a table that was neither too big nor too small. For the sake of a little intimacy, Lord Fan specially removed the original large table and placed a small table in the living room.

Although he was so careful, there was no expression on Lord Fan's face.

"I haven't been back for a long time." After a long silence, Lin Ruo took the blame.

"I'm not free now, and I'm afraid I'll never come." Fan Jian said sarcastically, stroking his beard.

He never went to the Supervisory Office, so he couldn't see Lin Ruo often like Ruoruo.

Fan Xian was watching from the side and it was the first time he noticed the master's embarrassing look. He wondered why the master didn't want to come to the Fan Mansion.

But no one was willing to tell him. Fan Xian asked Ruoruo, who smiled and deliberately kept it from him, her brother.

The silly younger brother Fan Sizhe next to him sat in the hall and behaved more obediently than anyone else. In front of his father's majesty, he always kept his head down.

The fear of his father is quite serious, Fan Xian thought.

The scene entered a harmonious moment. Halfway through the meal, a voice was heard. It was from Aunt Liu, who always loved to adjust the atmosphere.

She put down her chopsticks and stared at Lin Ruo expectantly: "The niece of Concubine Shu is very good. Have you considered it? She likes you very much."

Lin Ruo: ...

(End of this chapter)