Film and Television: Immortality Begins in the Kingdom of Qing

When he pretends to be confused, he becomes completely oblivious to his own family and friends.

"Hehehe."

Fan Xian looked at the document and laughed, then asked curiously:

How much do you charge for relaying this message each time?

Upon hearing this, the clerk immediately beamed with joy.

He pointed to the sign on the gate.

"I'll trouble you with two taels of silver."

hiss.

Fan Xian's eyes widened in surprise.

Don't underestimate this amount; if it were placed in the Xifang working-class district of Beijing, a shop might not earn this much in a day.

Moreover, those who owned shops were relatively wealthy people in the working-class areas.

"Two taels of silver? Your business is quite profitable. You must be making a lot of money every day."

"Sigh, it's not easy to make a living, even though it's the Control Yuan."

Those who come here are either rich or noble; they can at least earn a little something each day.

Fan Xian thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took out a small ingot.

After receiving the document, he seemed like a completely different person.

He hurriedly bent over, hunching his back, and clasped his hands in a fawning manner, smiling as he said:

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. Please sit in my seat for a while, I'll be right there!"

As he spoke, he personally invited Fan Xian to his seat and poured him a cup of tea.

The service was incredibly attentive.

In a flash, he ran towards the interior of the Control Yuan.

Just as Fan Xian picked up his teacup, took a sip, put it down, and casually flipped through the records, he realized that...

Today I'm the first one here; usually, quite a few people come here every day.

If you count it carefully, each ounce is two taels, so you'd probably make over a hundred taels a day.

I increasingly felt that this document was quite extraordinary.

however.

A moment later, footsteps could be heard.

The document actually came back.

"Sir, please fill in the registration form yourself and you can go in."

I just asked, and the Dean is currently waiting for you at the villa.

By the way, if you walk straight along the east side of the courtyard, you'll find the dean's private villa.

The message is essentially free.

Fan Xian was startled.

So fast!

I glanced at the document's feet; there was nothing particularly special about them.

Fan Xian didn't hesitate. He opened the register he had just been in and wrote down his name.

He stood up and walked inside.

Little did they know, after he left...

The clerk glanced at the name on the document and murmured:

"Fan Xian? It seems that he is the only one in the entire capital with such a wealthy and elegant demeanor."

Perhaps only the Minister of Revenue, Vice Minister Fan, could be considered the wealthiest man in the Ministry of Revenue.

Wow, no wonder he was so generous, not even bothering to haggle over the price.

It turned out to be a little god of wealth appearing before me.

Fan Xian was unaware of his own identity.

It has already been investigated and clarified by a document.

We walked quickly along the east side.

People pass by from time to time, but they all seem to be in a hurry, as if they are very busy.

Some even bumped into Fan Xian, but didn't stop, just kept walking with their heads down.

Fan Xian quickly found the villa mentioned in the document.

As soon as I stepped inside, I saw an elderly man sitting in a wheelchair in the very center.

now.

"You're here? Come closer."

Chen Pingping waved to Fan Xian, his expression quite amiable.

As Fan Xian approached, he quickly clasped his hands and bowed.

"You must be Lord Chen, the Director of the Oversight Council."

"Master, was it you who asked him to give me that Ti Si waist token?"

"Correct!"

Chen Pingping looked up and stared at Fan Xian, feeling a surge of excitement.

I used to only catch a glimpse of it from afar, and it was always a blurry image.

This is the first time in over a decade that we've been this close.

The more Chen Pingping looked, the more he felt that Fan Xian did not resemble Emperor Qing.

Instead, he resembled his deceased mother, Ye Qingmei.

After a long silence, Chen Pingping smiled and said:

"Come on, push me inside."

Fan Xian got up and pushed the wheelchair.

It's not surprising that such a groundbreaking product would emerge in Nanqing.

Once inside, Chen Pingping didn't rush to speak, but pointed to her usual tea table.

He gestured for Fan Xian to begin the demonstration.

If others saw this, they would be absolutely shocked.

Chen Pingping never allowed others to touch her personal belongings.

Apart from Fan Jian.

But now they're actually letting a teenager use it.

Looking at Fan Xian's familiar and absorbed expression.

Some images flashed through Chen Pingping's mind.

He couldn't help but laugh:

"Actually, your father should have told you that I am very close to him."

And you've also met that prince.

You came here today, do you have some ideas of your own?

Or do you want to hear my thoughts?

Fan Xian nodded, put the small kettle on the stand, and then said:

"What His Highness meant was that I lack knowledge about many things and it would be best to supplement it as soon as possible."

But I feel completely lost. Holding the official's badge, I have no idea what to do. Please enlighten me.

Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping couldn't help but burst into laughter.

If he actually believed Fan Xian's words, then something was definitely wrong.

She couldn't help but raise her finger and point at him.

"You little rascal, you've always been like this since you were little. I've heard Fei Jie talk about you a lot."

You can speak with complete confidence in front of me, if you don't even believe me.

"You can't come to the Control Yuan either."

Fan Xianyi shrank his neck.

It's like having a fox's tail seen by someone.

No wonder he controls one of the largest organizations in Nanqing.

"Hehe, Uncle Chen, aren't you curious about who's behind this attack outside the capital?"

"No longer hiding it?"

"But why don't you ask His Highness about this?"

"I dare not, because I discovered that the two armies that intercepted the Black Riders and the Red Armored Iron Riders were from the Cloud Heaven Palace."

Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping burst into laughter.

Although I heard Fei Jie say that.

Fan Xian is an extremely clever boy; he learns things very quickly, which is hard to imagine.

He is a genius among geniuses.

Now that we've officially met, it's a completely different feeling.