Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

After all, if you act long enough, maybe it will come true?

After not being close for many years, the two of them almost forgot how to truly get along as mother and daughter.

Li An was a little ashamed that he had not considered Zhan Doudou's true emotions and feelings. He stopped hesitating and nodded gently, saying, "One of the conditions has been met. I am still researching something, and there should be good news in the near future. In this way, everything can be prepared. We just need to wait for the first batch of students in the military academy to finish their studies and the domestic grain to be accumulated before we can proceed."

"That's good! If the Imperial Master needs anything else, please tell me."

The Queen Mother has set the tone. Perhaps what the late Emperor could not do when he was alive can be accomplished in the hands of her daughter!

"There is news on the training of soldiers and the navy."

Zhan Doudou regained his mindset as an emperor and said, "But it still needs to go through a few major battles before it can be of great use. The most important thing is to win a few big victories to boost morale."

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely right." When talking about official business, Li An still restored the respectful title: "But the current situation is different from the past. Although the tug-of-war between various forces in Northern Qi avoided the attention and concern of many forces on Your Majesty and the Queen Mother, it still caused great internal friction."

"Crimes other than war!"

"Today, we will gather all the forces of Northern Qi to fight another battle with Qing. It is still unknown who will win or lose. Besides, perhaps the true victory or defeat may exist outside the battlefield!"

Ang Lee has the confidence to say this. To be frank, he might be the strongest person in the world!

After arriving in Qing Kingdom, he would definitely see the legendary temple!

Chapter 210 Hanging Mountain.

The petals of the chrysanthemum are curved into a graceful arc, with the ends slightly upturned, like a crescent moon hanging in the night sky. The stamens are like crystal clear pearls, shining brightly. The whole chrysanthemum is shining in the sun, intoxicating.

May is the time when summer chrysanthemums bloom, and it is also a good time to enjoy them for the first time.

After that, it will bloom again in October, but by then, people’s mood will have changed a little.

The Central Plains people love chrysanthemums since ancient times, and the best among them are naturally the people of Southern Qing. In Qing, chrysanthemums can be seen everywhere. When Li An came to this world, the first place he settled was Danzhou.

Danzhou is a place where these flowers bloom.

The chrysanthemum tea produced here was loved even by dignitaries as far away as the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Fan Xian was also very familiar with this kind of thing. He had been trained hard by Wu Zhu in Danzhou before. There were many wild chrysanthemums growing on the cliffs there.

When Fan Xian got off the carriage after sitting for a long time, he was intoxicated by the golden color all over the ground. It turned out that when something fills the whole world and permeates the whole vision, the magnificence is beyond words.

There is also a broken wall here, with a road leading up to it.

The path is made of stones of different sizes, and you can see traces of human cutting and axe chiseling, but it is not neat, which is surprising.

The Hanging Temple is located on the top of the mountain. It is built on the mountain. Every trace here is artificial but still has the beauty of nature, as if it has been integrated into one. When everyone reached the mountainside, the road ahead was cut off, and only wooden stakes were left nailed firmly into the mountain.

The gazes were arranged in different arrangements, but very densely, as if they had formed the path to follow.

Everyone walked on it. There were no handrails nearby. When the mountain peaks roared past, the timid ones would inevitably feel dizzy, but when they looked at the figure in front of them, they gritted their teeth again and insisted on going up.

It turns out that the Hanging Temple from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain was built slowly by the ascetics who believed in the temple, brick by brick, grass by grass, and tree by tree. It took hundreds of years and many generations of efforts to make such a wonder appear before the eyes of the people. The purpose is to publicize the supremacy of the temple, to illuminate the world, and to persuade people to be kind.

I just don’t know if among all the people walking here today, can you find a kind-hearted person.

When Fan Xian reached the top, many figures gradually appeared in his field of vision. They were a few ascetic monks sitting under the temple building full of Qing Dynasty style, doing their daily homework.

These people have a very high status, both among the people of Qing Kingdom and in the eyes of the royal family.

Li Chengqian, Li Chengze, Li Chengping, and Li Chengzong, who had not been sent out since returning to Kyoto, all stopped at the same time and bowed slightly to the buildings and the people under them. Although there was no response, their courtesy was already thorough. After that, they did not stop, quickened their pace and followed the figure in front closely.

Fan Xian curled his lips slightly when he saw this. If Li Ang had not appeared, he might still believe that there are gods in this world.

He was an atheist in his previous life. After Li Ang's reminder and the letters left by his mother, he naturally knew how he came to this world. Therefore, he was not very interested in it and did not stay for long. He maintained his position and continued to follow his predecessors.

Emperor Qing sensed all of this, and he just smiled and said nothing.

The temple is extremely mysterious and ignores worldly affairs, but it always silently influences the world in every era. The fact that people have only this one clear belief over the years is a testament to this. As the royal family of Qing, the Li family naturally maintains respect for these things that do not affect themselves but can control the people of the entire country.

As for privately, use it however you want.

This is what they are good at, but it is not what Ang Lee would like to see.

In short, for various reasons, the Qing Kingdom's royal family, the Li family, held the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting every three years on the Hanging Mountain. Perhaps it was because two rival princes were killed when Emperor Qing came to power, and the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting also played a role in reconciling the conflicts of interest among the royal children, deepening their understanding of each other, and resolving grievances.

At the same time, many big families were invited to this royal event today.

In addition to the Qing people, there was also the Northern Qi delegation that appeared here at an inappropriate time. Because of the inappropriateness, the delegation headed by Wei Hua was naturally unwelcome, and even the position they were assigned was very far away from the high platform.

However, this action, which concerned the reputation of Northern Qi, did not bother Wei Hua, because he had something on his mind and could not care about anything else.

The Northern Qi envoys were at the outermost edge, and next to them were some old duke families that had existed in Qing for a long time. Their ancestors might have been prominent, but now they were a little lonely.

Soon, a stretcher carrying Sanshi was carried up by several guards and placed in the middle of the field.

Being surrounded by so many people, Sanshi looked at Emperor Qing with hatred in his eyes, which made the guards beside him shudder and speechless. They did not stop him. After all, Sanshi was a top ninth-rank contestant. Even with his limbs tied up, he still had a lot of Qi cultivation. If something went wrong, they, the nameless people, would be the ones to die.

And your majesty, naturally, will not do anything to Sanshi for their sake. Let him die, and he will die.

They understand the reason well.

Seeing that Emperor Qing had not yet appeared, Fan Xian could not sit still. While keeping an eye on the movements of the Northern Qi delegation, he arranged for the people of the Supervisory Office to carefully check the surroundings.

Lin Wan'er, who was standing by, couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this.

"Don't be so nervous, my husband. It's just a celebration."

Fan Xian kept greeting them, and at the same time he said breathlessly, "Is it just a celebration? They have come from so far away, and as the head of the First Division of the Supervisory Council, I have to ensure their safety. You know, now is the time when the Northern Qi delegation is entering the capital! It's really the people in power who can tire themselves out with a single move."

Although he said he was tired, he was mostly pretending for his wife to see.

Lin Wan'er came to Fan Xian and kneaded his waist to relieve his fatigue. Fan Xian hummed a few times comfortably and asked in a low voice: "Appreciate the chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums are all at the bottom of the mountain. What are you going to see on the top?"

"Of course you can't see it from here, but if you stand on the platform where Your Majesty is standing, you can naturally see it all!" Lin Wan'er kept her hands moving and raised her chin slightly, motioning Fan Xian to look at the platform.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian nodded, estimated the angle, asked Wan'er to stop and rest, and he went to the edge of the cliff alone and looked out from the angle that could be seen from the high platform.

Slowly, he froze in place.

"This is so beautiful!"

He doesn't have acrophobia, and even if he does, Wuzhu has cured it!

Looking from the top of the mountain, the world is golden!

Perhaps it is because he has royal blood flowing in his body, he likes this kind of golden color very much!

Just as Fan Xian was facing the strong wind and breathing in the refreshing scent that was carried up by the wind, Lin Wan'er came behind him and gently pulled the corner of Fan Xian's clothes, as if she was worried that her husband would slip and fall.

"This is full of golden thread chrysanthemums. It is said that they were brought here by Master Genchen of Tianyi Dao in the Northern Wei Dynasty. This flower has strong vitality and can grow as soon as it falls to the ground. That is why it blooms all over the mountains and fields. This has become a great wonder of Kyoto!"

"Ku He's master, Master Gen Chen?" Fan Xian asked.

"good."

Chapter 211 The Qingguo Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party begins.

This cliff is now surrounded by people.

Unlike the servants brought by the nobles and court officials who were waiting at the foot of the mountain, the garrison troops in the army had already surrounded the mountain in three layers inside and outside.

Seriously speaking, if all the people on the top of the mountain could be wiped out from this world without a single one left, then the Qing Kingdom would not be able to resume operations for several months.

Of course, maybe the world can finally be at peace from now on?

How could all this not make the Kyoto garrison cautious?

The commander of the Kyoto garrison was none other than Ye Chong from the Ye Mansion!

Ye Liuyun is his uncle and master.

Although he was a master, the two of them did not spend much time together, which resulted in him not knowing the Liuyun Sanshou technique, but instead learning the Da Piguan Palm technique which was derived from the Liuyun Sanshou technique.

Today, Ye Liuyun is still at the border between the two countries, still within the territory of Northern Qi. He has thought about sending experts to rescue Ye Liuyun, but according to intelligence, Ye Liuyun is guarded by a ninth-rank expert.

In addition to the Northern Qi saint Haitang Duoduo and Li An's confidant Wang Shisanlang, there are also Lang Tao and He Daoren guarding them.

If the Grand Master took action personally, the opponent's lineup would be so strong that even if the entire Ye family was put to work, it would not be enough to fill the gap. Moreover, Emperor Qing did not allow it. If they did it privately, it was hard to say what the consequences would be.

"Your Majesty, now it depends on what you do!"

Ye Zhong said secretly.

He couldn't help but think of a figure, that is Fan Xian. Ye Zhong recalled the past events long ago. It was when Ye Qingmei and the strange blindfolded man first entered the capital. He had a conflict with Ye Qingmei, and then, as expected, he was beaten into a pig's head by Ye Qingmei. After the battle between Wu Zhu and Ye Liuyun, he got the opportunity to personally apologize to Ye Qingmei, and the matter was settled.

He is very old, and having lived for so long, he knows a lot of inside stories, not to mention the bloodbath at Taiping Villa that shocked the Qing Kingdom.

Perhaps Fan Xian is his final choice?

Ye Zhong continued to think along this line. He knew how bold his idea was, but he just couldn't control himself from thinking this way. If His Majesty made that decision

It seems that many things need to be prepared in advance. Now that the path has been determined, we should stay away from the princess. Although we don’t have much contact, it is better to cut off contact completely! And the Qin family’s Qin Ye, the rival of their Ye family?

Ye Zhong was furious and his face was ferocious!

On the top of the mountain, people were passively divided into many groups. Some older officials could no longer bear it and were just gritting their teeth to hold on.

Some experienced veterans had already found a shady place sheltered from the wind and were squatting there, drinking cup after cup of cold tea.

Although it is still May, the weather is sunny today. Qingguo is located in the south, and the mountain is too high, which means it is close to the sun! At their age, how many times can they be tortured?

Xuankong Mountain is located alone in the mountains, and it lives up to its name.

Everyone should have been cautious and made sure the ceremony ended as quickly as possible, but unexpectedly a conflict broke out in the venue.

"Shen Zhong, you son of a bitch! His Majesty was so kind as to spare your entire family, but I didn't expect you to betray him and turn around and join the Qing Kingdom. It's really shameful!"

Shen Zhong sneered when he heard this, and without even moving his body, he said slowly: "Emperor Qi is suspicious, and I am just trying to protect myself. What's wrong with that?"

He glanced at the official who had spoken and said, "If what you said is true, then Li An also defected from Qing to Northern Qi. I guess he is also a shameless person!"

"It's true that a dog can't spit out ivory! Who is the Imperial Master? He is a saint, how can you compare with him?"

"It's just that his cultivation is a little more advanced!"

Wei Hua was so angry that he laughed. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Li An, it didn't mean he was completely dissatisfied. He raised his hand to stop his colleague who was about to say something, and said coldly: "You used your sister to get in touch with the Supervisory Council of Qing Kingdom, and you dare to speak nonsense here!"

"you!"

Shen Zhong's defense was broken. He hated it most when people talked about his sister.

While the two were exchanging sharp words, the others were also happy to watch the excitement. At this moment, Emperor Qing slowly walked out from the high platform, and the whole place suddenly became quiet.

Even Shen Zhong and Wei Hua, who were still arguing, had to temporarily stop arguing and fall silent.

Fan Xian sat in his seat, holding the shy Lin Wan'er's hand and looking at the figure on the stage. He couldn't help but wonder, what exactly does power consist of? Just like the figure on the stage, is the imperial power granted by heaven?

Before, he greeted Ren Shaoan and some of his father-in-law's old subordinates, but they ignored him. Instead, their eyes were full of hostility, which made Fan Xian think.

In the months since my father-in-law stepped down, even these connections have become useless.

He looked at the high platform where Emperor Qing was standing and wondered what the world would become if a fire broke out on this wooden platform?

This thought flashed through his mind and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was no wonder that he had such wild thoughts. Many movies in his previous life told him that something would happen in such scenes. This feeling became stronger for no reason when he looked at the letter written by Ang Lee.

Eunuch Hou hurriedly walked through the crowd and came to where Fan Xian was, saying, "His Majesty has ordered that Princess Xuan Wan'er come to see him!"

Lin Wan'er was secretly surprised why she was the only one called. She turned to look at her husband Fan Xian and asked him what he meant.

"Go ahead, I'm still on duty here!"

Fan Xian's smile clearly showed that he had no extra worries. Lin Wan'er nodded and followed Eunuch Hou to the stage.

At this time, Fan Xian's premonition became stronger and stronger. His Majesty was very thoughtful. If chaos breaks out later, it will be safer up there than down there.

Seeing Lin Wan'er being summoned to the platform by His Majesty, Ye Ling'er came over.

"master!"

Fan Xian felt a headache after hearing this. "It's better not to call me Master in an occasion like today. Besides, I didn't teach you anything."

Today, Ye Ling'er has married the Second Prince as his consort. Seeing her forced smile but unable to conceal her sadness and uneasiness on her face, how could Fan Xian not know what she was thinking?

"The Second Prince is obsessed with it and cannot extricate himself. He and I have indeed been a little too noisy in recent days, but it was just an act of spite." Fan Xian comforted him softly.

He was always extremely tolerant of everything related to Lin Wan'er.

Ye Ling'er is Lin Wan'er's best friend. She is one of her few friends and the one who truly cares about Lin Wan'er.

As for how much of Fan Xian's words are true and how much are false, that depends on one's own opinion.

He and the Second Prince were not just fighting each other, their brains were almost blown out. How could Ye Ling'er, Li Chengze's wife, not see this?

Ye Ling'er originally thought that Fan Xian would never talk to her again because of her husband, but she unexpectedly received his comfort. She smiled sadly and said, "I'm afraid we won't be able to play cards together in the future. Now Ruoruo has been sent to Northern Qi by you, and Wan'er has been learning housework at home all day. I heard that even your second child will be sent to Northern Qi by you?"