Film and Television: Immortality Begins in the Kingdom of Qing

Who knew that this person would actually dare to pursue that myth?

The problem is, the other side keeps moving forward.

cough.

Fan Jian watched for a long time without any movement.

He looked up and saw his daughter offering herself to him.

His elderly father felt a blush creep down his face.

He couldn't help but cough to ease the awkwardness.

He then calmed himself down and said with a serious expression:

"Your Highness, since Ruoruo has already agreed, then this old minister will ask Your Highness for a favor."

What's your opinion?

Li Chengxian nodded, leaned back in his chair, and took a sip of tea.

Um! ?

There's a strange, pleasant fragrance about it.

It turns out to be the lingering scent of a beautiful woman.

Indeed, the best of our ancestors were passed down to us: enjoying tea and wine, and indulging in brothels.

The fragrance of a beautiful woman is the perfect flavoring for tea and wine.

Li Chengxian put down his teacup and pondered for a while.

He said, looking at Fan Xian with anticipation in his eyes:

You should also know what Emperor Qing is thinking.

I can also anticipate your concerns.

However, since I have received the most precious gifts...

Then I'll give you a way out.

He first took office as a Doctor of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, a seventh-rank official.

Fan Xian lacks sufficient knowledge about many things and needs to catch up.

Then he can go to the Control Yuan and see if that old guy will show him around.

When the time is right, I will be promoted to Vice Minister of the Court of State Ceremonial, and then I will be sent as an envoy to Northern Qi. I have my own plans.

Anyone who dares to lay a hand on me will have their claws stomped off.

As for what happens afterward, I guarantee you a meteoric rise in your career, with a position within the third rank to choose from.

But let me make one thing clear from the start, even Emperor Qing knows that Yuntian Palace doesn't support idlers, understand?

Upon hearing this, Fan Jian couldn't stop smiling.

This isn't some kind of meteoric rise to power; it's a ladder to heaven!

What does it mean to be a third-rank official in the Southern Qing Dynasty?

That is someone who can stand within the court of Emperor Qing.

This also signifies that they have truly entered the upper echelons of the Southern Qing forces.

Considering Fan Xian's age, one can tell that his future is limitless.

Fan Jian stood up, raised his hand in a grand gesture of respect, and prepared to bow, but was stopped by Li Chengxian.

"Lord Fan, you're too kind. Given the current situation, do you want me to die young?"

From now on, family members no longer need to perform the proper etiquette.

As he spoke, Li Chengxian looked at Fan Xian and said:

"Just remember, I am a very simple person. You can only tell me how much value you can bring to me."

I'm willing to give you as much power as you want, with no upper limit. I'm not Emperor Qing, and my methods are even more direct than his.

Once you've demonstrated the value of getting started, I won't doubt you, because...

In my eyes, there is no betrayal, only annihilation!

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian hurriedly bowed, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

Now he fully understands Fan Jian's scheme and knows the path to success he has embarked on.

Although some of Li Chengxian's words were quite harsh.

But these are also things that must be done when one is in a position of power.

"Thank you, Your Highness! Please watch my performance."

Li Chengxian nodded and called out towards the door:

"Tianquan! Go and tell Emperor Qing that there are two imperial edicts."

A letter from Fan Xianwei, the eldest son of Fan, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

The Imperial Academy Doctor had free access to the palace to view the royal collection.

Fan Xianwei, the eldest son of Fan Daren, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

"The Vice Minister of the Court of State Ceremonial, have him affix his seal and bring the imperial edict over."

"promise!"

hiss.

Fan Jian and Fan Xian couldn't help but gasp.

The more they interacted with Li Chengxian, the more they could feel his domineering nature.

What kind of approach was it to directly order Emperor Qing to issue a decree?

And look at Tianquan's familiar appearance.

Li Chengxian had done this kind of thing many times before.

Without any attempt to hide it.

Fan Jian was quite clear about what this meant.

Fan Xian thought to himself, "So handsome, so incredibly handsome!"

Fan Ruoruo's eyes were glazed over.

Just then.

A startled scream rang out.

"I understand! Hehe."

Everyone instinctively turned to look.

But then Versace clapped his hands and bounced over.

Upon noticing the astonished looks on everyone's faces, he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you intimidated by my intelligence?"

I've come up with a good idea: to set up a private school.

Then they recruited all those scions of wealthy and powerful families.

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"Since I can only make money off other people, I'll make a killing off them."

Isn't this a great idea?

Fan Jian covered his face again.

He was completely convinced by his son, who was obsessed with making money.

Fan Xian's eyes lit up.

This is indeed a good idea.

Nowadays, private schools are prevalent in Nanqing, but they are scattered and relatively homogeneous.

If we could create a top-tier comprehensive private school, similar to a noble academy.

Wouldn't the money just flow right into their pockets?

The more Fan Xian thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

Versace's mind is so brilliant!

Fan Xian himself was also short of money, and he had experienced firsthand the ways of the Southern Qing court.

What does it mean to reciprocate?

then.

Fan Xian nodded and said:

"I think this is a great idea, the only problem is..."

Those princes and nobles, they must be hard to recruit!

Upon hearing this, Versace immediately thought of his own habit of sneaking out on weekdays.

Then, when he was being beaten, he gritted his teeth, as if he had suffered some injustice.

Fan Jian didn't care, and Liu Ruyu certainly wouldn't provide Fan Sizhe with servants or guards.

He kept reminding them not to bully others because of Fan Jian's official position, so over time...

On the contrary, it has created drawbacks.

Fan Xian wasn't afraid of anything and stared directly at Fan Jian.

The latter immediately realized what was happening.

“There is absolutely no way that is possible. Don’t even think about doing this in my name.”