Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

Then look at Lang Tao who is killing like crazy. Is he really practicing the Tianyi Dao Mental Method? Since he kills people faster than the professional Black Knights, he must not be able to spare any lives.

"Just wait!"

Haitang Duoduo began to search her cuffs again, then took out two brocade bags, examined them briefly, and threw them to Fan Xian: "The bright yellow one is for you, and the red one is what the Imperial Master gave to the one in the carriage!"

Fan Xian nodded and gently kneaded the two brocade bags in his hands.

He was a master of poison and understood all kinds of poisoning methods. He felt relieved when he realized that there was nothing unusual about the brocade bag and there was only a piece of letter inside. Then he exerted force with his wrist and shot the red brocade bag into the carriage through the window.

Only then did he open the bright yellow brocade bag and began to examine it.

Inside was a handwritten letter from Li An. His handwriting was unique and difficult for ordinary people to imitate. Fan Xian had seen it several times at Lu Ming Academy. He then began to read.

The scene gradually became quiet, including the carriage.

Perhaps because of the people in the cart, the horse pulling the cart just ate the grass silently without even snorting.

The sound of chopping and killing gradually stopped, as if afraid of disturbing the two people who were reading.

By the way, Uncle Wuzhu is blind, how can he read the letter?

Besides, given the relationship between him and Uncle Wu Zhu, he had no secrets from him. Why did Li An go to the trouble of splitting the information into two copies and giving them to two people at the same time?

Putting aside these doubts, Fan Xian finished reading the several pieces of letter paper in his hand, silently exhaled, and digested the information contained therein.

It was a moment later that he regained that cynical smile, although those who knew him knew that it was a disguise, a false mask. When he put on this mask, that was when he started to do things seriously.

"In the final analysis, preventing me from returning to Kyoto is nothing more than using me to compete with the various tribes in Jiangnan. Is Li An so confident that Qing Kingdom will fall into his hands in the future?"

Fan Xian sneered, laughing at Li Ang's wild and unrealistic ideas.

"The Imperial Master has given instructions on this. He said: I just don't want to cause trouble later, so I just want to find them out one by one and solve them. It just so happens that you are rectifying Jiangnan. Regardless of success or failure, you can always bring them together."

Haitang Duoduo explained with a smile, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Li An did it casually. In addition to preventing Fan Xian from returning to Kyoto and wanting to make the people and things in Kyoto more fermented, he also wanted to make those princes prepare and make plans for what would happen next.

If Fan Xian returns one day later, there will be one more day for preparation.

And Fan Xian will continue to weaken the Junshan Society in Jiangnan!

But why did Fan Xian do this? What good would it do for him to cooperate with Li Ang?

"If these three pieces of news were in the past, they would indeed be enough to win cooperation, but after the two incidents that happened in Kyoto, they are no longer enough!"

These three pieces of news shocked Fan Xian deeply. Although his hands holding the letter were shaking slightly, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he controlled his tone and responded calmly.

But those trembling hands were put behind his back.

Written on the letter:

One is the incest between the prince and the eldest princess. This is not difficult to verify. When Li An first entered Kyoto, the prince was troubled by syphilis, and the person who treated him was Fan Xian's poison teacher Fei Jie. Although it changed hands several times, the president of the Supervisory Council, Chen Pingping, had already completed the layout and was just waiting for the opportunity to launch it.

The second is the follow-up of this incident. After the incest was reported, outsiders could not be sure how Emperor Qing would react. But no matter how he reacted or how many methods he used, the abolition of the crown prince was certain. And the place to abolition the crown prince must be Dadong Mountain!

The last point concerns the truth about Ye Qingmei's murder and all the events that happened. This point was written completely in the letter given to Wuzhu.

"Aunt and nephew incest?"

Fan Xian remained calm, but in fact he took a deep breath.

So bloody!

Good Qiong Yao!

His passion for gossip grew even stronger! If only he and Li An were still friends, they would be from the same place, and he would surely be happy to share this information.

Fan Xian didn't know that he was indeed from this world, while Li An was a time traveler. He thought that both of them were from modern society.

"I can use this information after I return to Beijing, but I have to confirm it with Chen Pingping first." Fan Xian thought thoughtfully.

As for the second point, it is reasonable to depose the crown prince, but why Dadong Mountain? Is there any special meaning for this location?

In ancient times, it was very difficult to depose the crown prince. Even though Emperor Qing controlled the world and had his say, the crown prince still had his own power and some ministers to protect him. It was indeed possible to depose him for incest, but Emperor Qing had to act cautiously and had to choose a place to announce it to the world and his ancestors, as a sacrifice to the ancestors and heaven, and to make the scandal known to the world.

In the letter, Li An also implicitly pointed out that there were some chaos in the process of deposing the crown prince.

Fan Xian is smart, how could he not understand that the prince is going to rebel!

From this point of view, Fan Xian can indeed gain a lot of benefits!

These two pieces of news were nothing more than trivial matters, and Fan Xian was not very anxious about them. He was more concerned about the cause and effect of his mother's murder, and all the events. But all this was on another piece of paper, and he had a guess in his mind, maybe the previous guess was the fact.

This is also the reason why Fan Xian told Haitang Duoduo that he didn't have enough chips.

"Sure enough."

Haitang Duoduo smiled and said, "What if the three Grandmasters come together to help you kill Emperor Qing?"

"what?"

Fan Xian couldn't bear it any longer and exclaimed!

Chapter 247 The deal was done.

Fan Xian's exclamation caused the dozen swordsmen on guard outside to turn around immediately, asking with their eyes whether Young Master Fan needed support and protection.

As for the outermost black knights, they did not dismount from their horses and stood still as a mountain.

Fan Xian shook his head to indicate that everything was fine. Not only that, he asked everyone in the Supervisory Council to step back ten steps, leaving enough space for them to discuss the matter.

"You heard it right. The two imperial masters of Northern Qi and Si Gu Jian of Dongyi City will take action at that time."

Haitang Duoduo's voice seemed to ring in Fan Xian's ears. Although her voice was amazing, she lowered her voice slightly.

Fan Xian could hear the sincerity and conviction in Haitang Duoduo's words, but it was precisely this that made him frown and think carefully.

"Dadongshan?"

Fan Xian confirmed.

"good."

"That's a good place, if we knew it was there in advance and made some arrangements."

Fan Xian nodded slightly. Now everyone's eyes were on him, as if this thing could be done as long as he nodded.

"But as far as I know, there are still people from Emperor Qing in Northern Qi." The biggest problem that troubled Fan Xian was that he had not yet made up his mind to kill the emperor and his father. "If you want to kill Emperor Qing, there will be many people coming. How can you guarantee that the news will not leak out?"

Lang Tao smiled coldly.

He made no secret of his hostility towards Fan Xian, nor did he hide a hint of disdain in his hostility.

"Who told you there would be so many people?"

Fan Xian was startled by Lang Tao's words, but after a moment he realized: "This is too risky. Is Li An crazy?"

Lang Tao's smile had disappeared, and he silently drew back the double swords from their sheaths and said, "Please be careful with your words, sir!"

"Brother!"

Haitang Duoduo clearly showed some emotion, and her voice couldn't help but get a little louder.

Lang Tao snorted coldly: "After we have settled the matter, I hope you will be able to give me some advice!"

After saying this, he ignored Fan Xian's response or not, turned his head to the side and said no more.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, but still agreed.

"Please tell me more specifically, how does Li An plan to do it?"

"Northern Qi and Dongyi City will only send out the necessary personnel, and no one will be able to detect anything unusual by then." Haitang Duoduo smiled softly, also thinking it was a bit risky and... interesting? "But the fact that the two countries send out fewer people does not mean that there will be fewer people to surround and kill Emperor Qing!"

Seeing that Fan Xian was not confused but seemed to be thinking about something, Haitang Duoduo couldn't help but nod slightly.

He is indeed one of the rare smartest people in the world.

"Tiger Guard?" Fan Xian seemed to have thought of something, and then he was startled and asked, "When was this plan set up? Could it be that Li An could think so far ahead? Could it be that he is a monster?"

Seeing Lang Tao's head turned towards him again, Fan Xian quickly waved his hand and said, "No offense."

"To be precise, killing Emperor Qing is the most beneficial to the surrounding countries. Once we confirm this, we can start to plan calmly. It was probably last summer when our imperial master began to plan the battle of Dadong Mountain!"

Haitang Duoduo added: "We in Daqi started preparing last year, and as the one who trained the Tiger Guards for Emperor Qing, when did your father start preparing? You have to ask your father."

Is that so?

In Fan Xian's eyes, Fan Jiancai is his father.

His last name is Fan, not Li, so he would not choose to sit in that position in the end.

As for how much his father had hidden from him, and when he began to doubt Emperor Qing and the truth of Ye Qingmei's death, it didn't seem important at this moment.

I believe he has been preparing for so many years and has some evidence in his hands. Chen Pingping and Fan Xian have realized that the Supervisory Office will eventually become a knife that cuts down Emperor Qing!

"I see. There is always enough manpower."

Fan Xian's mouth was slightly bitter, and he was somewhat unbelievable about Li An's planning ability. Thinking that the two of them were now enemies rather than friends, he thought that he would not be able to sleep well in the future.

"I need a specific action plan, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to agree to you now!" Fan Xian said in a deep voice. This was the only initiative he could control, and he wanted to try to fight for it.

Haitang Duoduo did not respond and maintained a gentle smile.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Seeing that the others were no longer talking, Lang Tao drew out his two swords and asked, "Have we reached an agreement? Can I fight with Master Fan now?"

"Of course you can!" Haitang Duoduo's eyes lit up as she warned, "Be careful of his powder!"

The aphrodisiac I took that time is still fresh in my memory.

Lang Tao curled the corner of his mouth and sneered with disdain.

He looked down on Fan Xian's methods, but he didn't know that in the original world, Wolf Peach was pressed to the ground and rubbed hard by Fan Xian's despicable methods.

After a short pause, Lang Tao gave Fan Xian time to recover. When he nodded, he rushed forward and started the fight with a horizontal slash.

The fight between the two lasted only a cup of tea.

In the end, Fan Xian was stabbed twice, and Lang Tao's eyes were covered by medicine powder.

In principle, Fan Xian was indeed beaten up by Lang Tao, and two bloody marks were left for Fan Xian as a commemoration.

But if viewed from the opponent's perspective, the winner is undoubtedly Fan Xian.

If the two were fighting to the death, Lang Tao would already be a corpse by now!

Tiesuo suddenly straightened, the two swords returned to their sheaths, Langtao slapped his waist, his eyes like hooks coldly staring at the person in front of him, and he said word by word: "It turns out that low-class people can also achieve enlightenment!"

"I lost!"

Lang Tao made up his mind that if he met Fan Xian on the battlefield in the future, he would be fully prepared to defeat him, and then let him go this time. Even if he had to risk being punished by his master and Master Li An, he would avenge today's humiliation!

Fan Xian read everything from Lang Tao's eyes, grinned and said, "Thank you!"

He has the capital to be proud and even arrogant. Since his debut, he has never lost. The fight with Haitang Duoduo was probably a draw at most?

Now, even Lang Tao, who was said to be in the top three of the ninth level in the world, was 'defeated' by him!

Fan Xian took the golden wound medicine handed to him by his subordinates, tore open the cloth on his arms and back and asked them to help apply it. After a while of busy work, he finally finished the bandage.

"I have a plan for what happened earlier. No matter what, I want to have a face-to-face conversation with Emperor Qing."

The tone of Fan Xian's words was very firm, as if he would not allow others to refuse.

"That's a pity." Haitang Duoduo's face darkened and she drew out her two axes. The two of them were not sure they could kill Fan Xian in such a situation.

What's more, there is another 'Grandmaster' inside the carriage.

As Haitang Duoduo finished speaking, the carriage beside her vibrated slightly. After a crisp sound, a blindfolded man in black clothes and a hood suddenly appeared beside Fan Xian.

Wu Zhu finally got out of the carriage.

"Okay. Promise them." Wu Zhu tilted his head and looked at Haitang Duoduo, saying mechanically.

He had read the letter that Ang Lee had sent him. It was a kind of "Braille". Somehow, Wu Zhu could understand its meaning, the arrangement and combination of the different raised dots, and what they represented.

It seemed like he was born with it, or perhaps it was knowledge that was input into his mind by that place.

"uncle"

Fan Xian opened his mouth slightly. This was the first time Wu Zhu had his own will.

"I have to understand what he's thinking!" Fan Xian gritted his teeth. "Although it's a bit reckless and there's a risk of being exposed, I have to ask!"

"Okay!" Wu Zhu tried his best to adjust his facial features and put on a smile, but he undoubtedly failed. His stiff face made people feel weird. "Killing Emperor Qing does not conflict with your conversation with him."