Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 88: Poetry Gathering at Prince Jing’s Mansion

Putting three fingers on the wrist, Lin Ruo probed the patient's condition and said calmly, "Prime Minister Lin is a very powerful official. I can't deal with him."

"In other words, sir, if there is a chance to deal with him, you will definitely take action?" Lin Wan'er read the meaning in his words, her beautiful eyes blinking worriedly.

Lin Ruo looked up at her, shook his head and said, "The people standing in the temple are the key to the life and death of Prime Minister Lin. I don't have this power, nor do I have this opportunity."

Lin Wan'er understood, and she felt a mixed feeling of being happy or disappointed: "Wan'er hopes that you are well, sir, and I also hope that my father is well."

"Sir, I'm sure you want Wan'er to get better, too." Lin Ruo retracted his fingers and said after a moment's hesitation, "The pulse is relatively stable. The condition is much better than I thought. Although it's not fully healed yet, it will be soon."

"I'll prescribe you a few more doses of medicine to take with your diet. After a few days of recuperation, you can go out for walks more often."

"Really?" After hearing the gentleman's words, Lin Wan'er's delicate face smiled vividly, and she was so happy that she didn't know where to put her hands. "Since Wan'er left the palace, she has only been to the Qing Temple last time with her uncle. It would be great if she could go out more often and see Kyoto."

When talking about the trip to Qing Temple, Lin Wan'er thought of the sweet-talking boy, and for some reason she became even more excited. At the same time, she felt a sense of melancholy as if she had nowhere to find the person.

Lin Ruo saw this and said, "Let Miss Ye take you out. Just be careful not to catch a cold."

"I'll pay attention." Wan'er nodded repeatedly, "Sir, Wan'er has a question I want to ask you."

Lin Ruo listened quietly without saying anything.

Lin Wan'er's eyes lingered on the gentleman's elegant and refined face, and she nervously clenched her hands and said, "Sir, you entered the government from the Fan Mansion, so you should know Fan Xian."

As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl patted her head and refuted to herself: "Fan Xian just came to Beijing from Danzhou. How could you possibly know him? Wan'er is confused."

Lin Ruo was amused by this behavior, smiled gently, and said: "Even if I don't know him, I can go to Fan Mansion to find out for you."

"But there is no need for this anymore." Lin Ruo stopped again.

What the gentleman meant was that he had gotten to know the man and felt he was very bad... Lin Wan'er analyzed the meaning from his words.

Then she thought, what difference does it make whether he is good or not, she didn't want to get married anyway.

Lin Ruo knew that she was overthinking it, and explained, "I was Fan Xian's teacher when I came to Beijing from Danzhou twelve years ago. I have some idea of ​​what kind of person this kid is. There's no need to deliberately understand him."

"Sir, you are Fan Xian's teacher..." Lin Wan'er said this blankly, with a worried look on her face.

Lin Ruo took a look and said lightly: "It seems that the princess is not very satisfied with this marriage."

"Sir, can you tell this?" Lin Wan'er was somewhat impressed by Lin Ruo's ability to judge people. This gentleman always knew what she was thinking from childhood to adulthood.

"The princess has concerns, I think it's because I'm Fan Xian's teacher, and she feels that if she doesn't marry, she would be letting me down, the teacher who has taken care of her wholeheartedly." Lin Ruo said in a kind tone.

Changing the subject, he asked, "But the problem is, I haven't even mentioned Fan Xian's character yet, but the princess has already made up her mind. This is not reasonable."

Lin Wan'er bit her lip lightly, unable to speak.

"It seems that the princess has found someone she likes." Lin Ruo looked at him indifferently.

"I can't hide anything from you, sir." Lin Wan'er looked a little shy and said weakly. Suddenly, she became anxious and quickly changed her words, "It's not what you think, sir. Wan'er and him... have only met once, and I just have a good impression of him."

Lin Ruo hummed, not wanting to delve into this question that made girls shy, and replied: "I have no objection, but His Majesty will not agree. The princess needs to think it over carefully."

"Wan'er doesn't dare to ask for too much. It's a blessing that tuberculosis can be cured. If she still gets married in the end, I can only blame myself for not having extra blessings."

Lin Wan'er is not like Fan Xian, who can just say no and refuse. She can only accept her fate.

Lin Ruo thought about what Fan Xian had asked him to bring, and with a smile on his face, he said jokingly, "One doesn't want to get married, and the other doesn't want to be married. That's really a perfect match."

"What do you mean, sir? Are you saying that Fan Xian also..." Lin Wan'er hesitated, her words were very excited.

Lin Ruo smiled and said, "What a coincidence! My student has just been in Beijing for two days and has also met a woman he wants to spend his life with. So he has the same idea as the county lord about this marriage."

"Then can this marriage be..." Lin Wan'er looked forward to it.

Lin Ruo decisively rejected the idea: "The wedding will be held as scheduled. Your Majesty's wishes cannot be violated."

Lin Wan'er nodded, her expression gloomy. She knew she couldn't do anything about it, so she simply didn't want to mention it anymore. Instead, she propped up her little face and asked, "Didn't the gentleman bring a chicken leg for Wan'er?"

Sorry to disappoint you again... Lin Ruo packed up the diagnostic tools and shook his head: "I forgot."

Lin Wan'er pouted and pulled down her face: "It's not the first time, sir, he just deliberately didn't want to bring chicken legs to Wan'er."

"That's good to know." Lin Ruo stood up and said goodbye, adding, "But I will remind the princess's future husband to remember to bring you chicken legs from time to time."

"Since when did you start liking to joke?" Lin Wan'er complained.

A laugh came from Lin Ruo's back: "Maybe he knows it without me reminding him."

After leaving the attic, the maid led them downstairs. Ye Ling'er and the old nanny were still arguing fiercely on the grass.

Lin Ruo wondered whether he should go up and try to mediate the fight.

But Wang Qinian came over with his face covered: "Sir, you finally came out, let's go quickly." "What's wrong with your face." Lin Ruo saw the clue at a glance.

"It's a long story, sir. Those two men were arguing and my subordinate was injured by mistake." Wang Qinian sighed and hissed in pain.

"You went up to stop the fight?"

Wang Qinian said he felt wronged: "How could I be the kind of person who is so tactless and asks for trouble?"

"That is how the matter?"

"Those two people were arguing, and they insisted that I judge who was right and who was wrong. I couldn't afford to offend them, so I just said a few words, and the result..." Wang Qinian didn't want to say anything more, and complained, "Sir, the old lady's attack was not bad, but the young lady's attack was very heavy. I thought she was a weak woman and would not have much strength, but who would have thought that the punch was so domineering."

"You're overthinking that." Lin Ruo walked out of the courtyard, and Wang Qinian followed behind him happily, "The Ye family is a martial arts family. Although Ye Ling'er is a girl, she is also at the seventh level."

"She's already at the seventh level at such a young age!" Wang Qinian took a breath of cold air. He really underestimated this woman.

"It's good enough that you didn't have to use the Ye family's Liuyun Sanshou to beat you." Lin Ruo laughed, left the villa, got on the carriage, and Wang Qinian followed him in.

Lin Ruo glared at him, and Wang Qinian immediately said aggrievedly: "My lord, I have been hit so hard that I can't see the road clearly. I really can't drive a horse."

"So you want me to drive?" Lin Ruo asked in a daze.

"Thank you for your hard work, sir." Wang Qinian actually said this.

Lin Ruo smiled lightly, stretched out one hand, and pushed. The figure flew out of the window lightly, fell to the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.

"It doesn't matter if you don't come. Then please go to the Fan Mansion and tell them that the princess has a crush on someone and fell in love with him at first sight two days ago."

Lin Ruo closed the curtain and thought to herself that the hint was so obvious, don't blame me if you can't recognize it.

After thinking for a while, he opened the curtain again and said to the outside: "If you don't return to the Overwatch Council before sunset, it will be considered a day of absence."

……

Later in the afternoon, in the backyard of the Fan Mansion, a figure rushed in, and the crisp sound of earthenware jars breaking was heard.

Fan Xian and Ruoruo were walking in the courtyard, and they rushed over when they heard the noise.

"Who! Who piled these earthen jars here!" Wang Qinian was extremely angry. He covered his face with one hand and put the other on his waist. There was grass on his head and he was covered in dust.

"I piled it." Fan Xian admitted frankly. It was an eyesore when piled in front of the fence, so he moved it to the corner. Seeing Lord Wang doing something sneaky, Fan Xian felt that he was doing the right thing.

"Master Fan, the master asked me to bring a message." Wang Qinian rubbed his face and repeated the original message word for word. He glanced at the sky and quickly climbed over the wall.

Ruoruo frowned and said, "Why is Lord Wang leaving in such a hurry?"

"I don't know, maybe he was chased by a dog." Fan Xian said absentmindedly.

"Since the princess already has a lover, it means that both parties are unwilling. In this case, my brother has a reason to refuse this marriage." Fan Ruoruo said happily.

Fan Xian thought so too, but he felt it was a bit absurd. Marriages are decided by parents, so who would care about the opinions of their children? But at least the chances of ruining the marriage were much greater, and he could use this as an opportunity to talk to his father.

"Hasn't the princess been recuperating? How come she has a crush on someone out of nowhere?" Fan Xian turned around and asked.

After hearing what her brother said, Ruoruo was also puzzled: "Didn't the master say that they just met two days ago?"

When Fan Xian heard this, he realized that he had overlooked the main point. Didn't the visit to the Qing Temple also happen two days ago...

Fan Xian had a strong premonition and hurriedly said, "Ruoruo, brother has to go meet that princess."

"My brother hasn't even married yet, how can he meet her whenever he wants?" Ruoruo said helplessly, "Why don't we go and ask the master for help?"

"I asked you last time, sir, and you refused," Fan Xian replied.

Fan Ruoruo suddenly asked without knowing why: "Brother, there is a poetry gathering at Prince Jing's mansion at the end of the month, do you want to go?"

Fan Xian was only thinking about the chicken leg girl, so he didn't care about these things and waved his hand.

Ruoruo smiled and said, "Miss Ye will definitely come to the Jingwang Mansion Poetry Meeting."

"Are you talking about Ye Ling'er, the daughter of Ye Zhong, the garrison commander of Kyoto?"

Ruoruo nodded and said, "Ye Ling'er is Princess Wan'er's best friend. If brother wants to see the princess, maybe he can ask her for help."

"In that case, is it possible for the princess to come?" Fan Xian thought along the lines of what was said.

Ruoruo replied affirmatively: "The princess has been recuperating from her illness, so she probably won't come. Anyway, I haven't seen her come before."

"Okay, let's go take a look."

(End of this chapter)