Film and Television: Immortality Begins in the Kingdom of Qing

Before Liu Ruyu could answer.

Then, loud shouts came from Fan Xian's study.

"Come on, little brother, let me toast you. May our future be bright!"

"Alright, brother, I'll also toast you and wish you a successful career in your official career."

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

This is?

Fan Jian stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

"What?! Has he gone mad?"

It was fine when I went out during the day.

Why does she go crazy at night?

Liu Ruyu did not answer.

Instead, they took him to another room that had been specially set aside.

Upon opening the door, a room full of exquisite wooden chests appeared.

Liu Ruyu stepped forward and casually opened the lid of one of the boxes.

The dazzling silver color, under the bright candlelight.

It almost blinded Fan Jian.

His figure swayed, and he couldn't help but shout in surprise:

"What are these?"

Only then did Liu Ruyu speak:

"There are four rooms in total, and each room is worth 500,000 taels of silver."

Two million in total!

It was personally delivered by the second young master of the Prime Minister's family.

I didn't dare ask.

Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was someone else.

If it were the Prime Minister's residence, there would be no way they would act recklessly.

Fan Jian pondered for a moment and said:

"This was probably sent over by His Highness."

Think about it, what kind of person is he? He did it in broad daylight.

The fact that money was sent over is common knowledge; it must be something between them and Fan Jian.

We don't need to worry about it.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

However, I foresaw that things would improve for them soon.

I never expected it to be such a big deal.

It's simply unbelievable.

Even though Fan Jian was the Vice Minister of Revenue, he handled a considerable amount of cash every day.

I've never seen any business in Nanqing these days, other than military spending and disaster relief.

They would move so much money.

"The second young master of the Lin family said that this is only the first step."

If that's not enough, there's more to come!

hiss.

Fan Jian couldn't help but gasp.

Lin Ruofu is probably gambling with the Lin family's legacy built up over many years for this matter.

I'm afraid I've figured something out.

It seems that this prime minister's status in the Qing Kingdom will also rise accordingly.

"Don't worry, he probably just wants to take a gamble."

However, the fact that such a heavy bet indicates that their ambitions are far from small.

However, such politeness must mean that he relies on Fan Xian.

With Lin Ruofu as their support.

This will save a lot of time and trouble.

That's a good thing.

"ah!"

Liu Ruyu's worried expression instantly turned into surprise.

"You mean, sir, the prime minister is trying to curry favor with Fan Xian and Fan Sizhe?"

"Huh?! Of course, otherwise you would have thought there was so much silver."

You just handed it over so easily?

"That must be Fan Xian orchestrating this."

Liu Ruyu automatically filtered into Versace.

Because his beloved son said that he was also involved.

"Oh dear, oh dear, something terrible has happened! Our son has become so successful!"

Those who are excited and happy are probably the ones who will suffer tonight, like Fan Jianyou.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Fan Jian hurriedly said:

"To be able to achieve success so quickly."

My days of running around have not been in vain, and I have missed many things.

"I still have official business to attend to in my study tonight, so my wife should go to sleep first."

With that, Fan Jian waved his hand and hurriedly fled to the study, closing the door and locking it.

His face showed signs of anxiety.

That's definitely a good thing.

I'm afraid Lin Gong will send a few more big gifts.

I'm afraid my life is in danger!

Patting his chest, Fan Jian walked to the reclining chair in the study.

Ever since I met Li Chengxian last time, I've found that this thing is really useful.

Seeing that Fan Xian had made one, Fan Jian also made one.

He lay comfortably on it and soon closed his eyes.

I'm so tired.

Chapter 74: Emperor Qing: There's nothing I can't do! [Please Subscribe]

The two brothers, Versace and Versace, unknowingly drank too much.

Fan Xian got up the next day.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head; it was the feeling of a hangover.

This was the first time he had gotten drunk since the founding of the Qing Kingdom.

He tugged at the cup on his body.

Suddenly sensing something was wrong, I sat up in shock.

"The blanket? How did I get back to my room?"

Holy crap, I blacked out. I hope I don't say anything!

Fan Xian was terrified that he might have a stroke and blurt out something he shouldn't have.

Clang.

Suddenly the door was kicked open.

Versace poked his head in.

The way he was sneaking around was like Old Wang from next door trying to climb over the wall.

The problem is, kicking the door down openly is loud enough.

They're still putting on this act; the contradiction is extreme.

He saw Fan Xian staring at him.

Versace hurriedly skipped in.

He cupped his hands and shouted:

"This humble brother greets you with a good morning, elder brother."

Fan Xian was a little confused.

What's going on here?

"You weren't drunk yesterday?"

Fan Xianke remembered it very clearly.