Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

"Believe me, your life is not important to me. I can save your life!"

With the blessing of true energy, the voice, although light, was not blown away by the sea breeze. It was firm and loud enough for only the adjutant to hear.

"Master Fan, have you brought the Emperor's Sword?"

The adjutant sneered and shouted, "You are not insulting your intelligence? Are you insulting my intelligence?"

He didn't say anything after that, but Fan Xian understood.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Fan Xian circulated his whole body's Qi and shouted, "I am the imperial envoy Fan Xian! Those who surrender will be forgiven!"

bass!bass!bass!

The sounds of swords being drawn continued, and when I looked closely, I saw that they were all people around the adjutant!

"The Supervisory Office is now looking for the murderer Si Gu Jian from Dongyi City. Everyone who is idle should leave. Come on!" Fan Xian waved his hand forward fiercely, and Gao Da raised his sword and slashed at Si Gu Jian!

Si Gu Jian heard the sound of breaking air and rushed towards the adjutant without even turning his head!

Fan Xian finally sighed and said, "Since you don't want to surrender, you can only become a martyr!"

Gundam chopped for nothing and turned back silently.

Si Gu Jian had already boarded the ship and entered the crowd. Only then did he draw his sword. Although the soldiers were all wearing armor, they were still navy after all. The armor was not as thick and heavy as that of the army infantry. Not to mention blocking the sword in Si Gu Jian's hand, even the sword light would kill them if they touched it!

Si Gu Jian did not hold back!

Fan Xian frowned greatly when seeing this scene!

Hearing the noise, Fan Xian realized that the archers from the Supervisory Council had arrived and were ready. He pointed at Si Gu Jian on the boat and shouted, "The murderer is on the boat! Shoot him!"

Obviously, Fan Xian was also crazy today!

Chapter 296 The trip to Jiangnan ends.

The adjutant looked at Si Gu Jian who was rushing forward madly and the rain of arrows that was about to fall on him, and his pupils began to shrink violently.

He started to panic!

An extremely absurd feeling came over me:

Having trained soldiers for so many years, while Chang Kun was enjoying himself, he was also honing his skills, looking forward to one day being able to go into battle and kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds.

But what are these efforts for?

Since when did he become one of those who went along with the corruption and enjoyed themselves?

These well-trained soldiers are no match for an old man!

He kept backing away, trying to squeeze into the crowd, but the screams behind him were getting closer and closer!

When he turned around to check the situation behind him, a sword light filled his eyes!

What kind of sword is that?

It seems that there is nothing left except a pale white.

He was angry and desperate. He couldn't even move his body. He could only watch the sword light piercing into his back until his eyes turned dark.

tear!

Like the sound of rags being torn, Si Gu Jian turned gracefully and waved his hand towards the sky, as if the invisible air was squeezed, and it seemed that even nature was afraid of this top man in the world! A wave of water gushed up, not only hitting the arrows in the sky into pieces, but also blasting the small dock to pieces!

Fan Xian did not retreat in time and his body was stained with water.

Looking at the aide's staring eyes and the extremely miserable death before his death, he subconsciously twitched his mouth.

Fan Xian retracted his raised arm, signaling the archer not to shoot anymore.

He simply wiped the water stains on his chest with his sleeve, looked at the messy military ship and dock, and finally couldn't help shaking his head.

This trip to the south of the Yangtze River seems to have come to an end today.

He was thinking, how is Danzhou, which also has a port, different from here? When he was about to return to Beijing, should he go back to Danzhou to visit his grandmother?

Well, let's talk about it when all this is over! I still have to continue to waste time with this damn world!

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Si Gu Jian is murderous, that is his nature!

There was already an empty space around him. It was possible that some of the people under his sword had good intentions, but it was all meaningless.

He lifted up the mutilated body of the adjutant, exerted some strength in his hands, and threw it in front of Fan Xian.

"It's up to you from now on." Si Gu Jian said lightly, as if he had just done something small.

The soldiers in front of him also lost their will to fight. After all, humans cannot defeat monsters! Even Fan Xian could see that after today, the people on these ships, especially the soldiers on the main ship, would never be able to lift swords again!

"Junior understands!"

Fan Xian had gone too far this time, but he was not worried. A voice in his heart told him that perhaps this was his nature, and he liked this kind of exciting scene.

After getting the reply, Si Gu Jian nodded slowly, and he looked to the left - that was Wang Shisanlang standing on a small boat and slowly approaching.

Without saying anything more, Si Gu Jian stepped hard and jumped onto the boat. With Wang Shisanlang's inexplicable singing, the boat slowly headed north.

"Everyone in the Supervisory Council fought hard and fought off Si Gu Jian, but they were unable to pursue the Grandmaster. I will report this to the court for a decision!"

Like a puppet, he held the corpse in his hands and raised it high up. Fan Xian said loudly, "The adjutant is dead, why don't you surrender? Do you really want me to treat you as a rebel?"

"Humph!"

The roar containing true energy struck the hearts of the soldiers, followed by the sound of weapons falling on the wooden boards.

After handing the body to Gundam, Fan Xian waved his hand again, and people from the Inspectorate used their Qinggong skills to board the ship and control everything.

Some people may be selected from the soldiers' confessions and sent to Kyoto, but the rest will return to their daily lives. The law does not hold everyone responsible.

The new Jiaozhou Navy Commander will be dispatched by the imperial court in the future. Fan Xian no longer cares about all this.

Hou Jichang's house is two streets away from the Governor's Mansion. At this time, Fan Xian and others are in this small courtyard.

The area of ​​Jiaozhou is not only hot, but also very humid!

Fan Xian took off his outer robe and looked at the people in the field who were busy returning. The time was set for the day after tomorrow, but the real challenge might have just begun?

"This high level of cultivation can resist the cold, but why can't it resist the heat?"

Speaking of this, Gundam's eyes lit up, and he answered the question of the Master with his own understanding:

"Qi is generated from the human body. It is a mild and newly generated qi with vitality. It is naturally the Yang in the Yin and Yang!"

"There are very few people who are born with a Yin body, and even fewer who can cultivate cold Qi. Therefore, they can resist the cold but not the heat!"

Listening to Gundam's ambiguous answer, Fan Xian did not deny anything. After reading his mother Ye Qingmei's letter, Fan Xian knew that true energy was actually produced by radiation, and could be understood as a new energy that filled the world.

As for whether it has both yin and yang attributes, Fan Xian is not a scientist and cannot give an answer.

Let's assume that this answer is correct, but the problem of heat is still not solved.

"How many people were found this time?" Fan Xian asked Wang Qinian.

"Seven people!"

The bloated Wang Qinian looked even worse than Fan Xian. At this moment, he was already sweating profusely and was drinking cold tea from a teapot!

The Supervisory Office is very strange. They wear the same all-black clothes all year round, no matter whether it is hot or cold.

Under that solemn and murderous temperament, it seemed that even the temperature dropped a few degrees.

Fan Xian stood up, the strong wind blowing his clothes, making a whistling sound: "Seven people are enough, plus the ones who came before and the dead. Take them all to Kyoto!"

Today's series of tragedies did not change anything in Jiaozhou City. After experiencing the happy events in the daytime turned into funerals, at night, the wealthy families in the entire city were still encouraging their lives.

It seems that if they don't do this, they can't show that they have a clear conscience.

They had to hide their guilty side and show their cheerful side to deal with the imperial envoy from Kyoto.

Fan Xian, who was alone on the eaves of a high building, poured wine from the wine flask in his hand from time to time, sneering, "The people in this city really have a good taste!"

The next day, at the Governor's Mansion.

Several low-level naval officers were summoned, and Fan Xian had instructions to tell them.

After Fan Xian leaves, they will have to take on the responsibility of discipline and management, and must control the entire military camp before the new chief arrives.

Before that, no matter who contacts them, as long as it is not an angel coming with a seal or an official seal, they don't need to and cannot pay any attention to it!

Otherwise, I'm afraid that even Fan Xian won't be able to save them. He can only kill them all on the charge of treason!

Considering the sinister character of Emperor Qing, it is hard to say whether Emperor Qing would be ruthless in doing this to prevent the news from leaking out or to stop the other princes from making a fuss about this matter.

"Thank you, sir!"

A naval commander lowered his head, and the others followed suit.

Fan Xian nodded upon hearing this and said softly, "Go down!"

He sat on the chair that had been originally occupied by Chang Kun, waiting to receive the rest of the Jiaozhou officials.

Chapter 297 Everything is for Qing Kingdom.

Fan Xian embarked on his journey back to Kyoto, and in this sky that had not yet been subject to air traffic control, there were many white pigeons flying back and forth carrying letters and messages.

The people far away in Kyoto, after a long period of preparation, seemed to be ready to welcome the return of a certain protagonist on the stage. They still had to continue to perform this play.

In Chen Garden.

Chen Pingping did it himself, pushing the heavy wheelchair out slowly with his own hands. This had been his habit for the past two years, and it was also a necessary gesture to show to the person in the palace.

Looking at the stunning scenery in the garden and the increasingly hot summer air, he still felt cold, so he curled up in his wheelchair and just sat there in a daze.

Fei Jie, who was familiar with everything about Chen Pingping, naturally understood that the dean was thinking, so he did not interrupt.

Perhaps, when Fan Xian was pushing the wheelchair, Dean Chen was happy?

Just like himself, even if he was taking a nap with Fan Xian in the cool breeze, he would appear to be quite comfortable.

"Yan Bingyun will be here soon. That's what I meant."

Hearing this, Fei Jie didn't feel surprised, but the sadness on his face deepened.

This is Kyoto, and this Chen Garden is no different from the Supervisory Commission.

Here, he was the head of the three departments, and Yan Bingyun was the person appointed by the acting dean Fan Xian to manage all the affairs of the academy when he was away from Beijing. He was considered a spokesperson. There was no small talk and reminiscing among them.

Since the two of them appeared here at the same time, it means that what Dean Chen said later was not a small matter.

After a while, Chen Pingping showed a satisfied look when he heard the rhythmic and extremely restrained knocking on the door. Even Fei Jie thought so. Excluding the emotional factors between him and Fan Xian, he also thought that Yan Bingyun might be more suitable to be in charge of the Supervisory Council!

As the door was pushed open, Yan Bingyun, who looked like a noble young man from a corrupt society, walked into the room.

Even though he had just married Miss Shen not long ago, Mr. Yan still had a frosty look on his face.

"Greetings to the dean, and greetings to Lord Fei!" Yan Bingyun bowed.

"Wow! How come the temperature in the park has dropped since you arrived?" Fei Jie chuckled and joked in an exaggerated manner.

In addition to handling the affairs of the entire Supervisory Council on behalf of Fan Xian, Yan Bingyun was also the supervisor of all four places. In public and private, he didn't want to bother with Fei Jie, and his greeting was only for the sake of unity within the academy, not that he liked Fei Jie as a person, just like he was not satisfied with Fan Xian.

He just looked at Chen Pingping, waiting for instructions.

"How are you getting along with Miss Shen? Do you blame me for asking you to handle official business shortly after our marriage?" Chen Pingping asked with a chuckle.

Those black and thin lips looked even colder than Yan Bingyun, with an indescribable weirdness in his gentleness. He was Emperor Qing's dog, but he was the king of all people.

Yan Bingyun respected the old man in front of him. Even though what he had done before was very secretive and dangerous, and the honor and fame he received did not seem commensurate with what he had done, he still had no complaints.

Even so, after returning to Qing Kingdom, some well-informed and informed ministers in the court were still racking their brains to marry their daughters and granddaughters to Yan Bingyun.

They could see the future of this young man.

Yan Bingyun ignored those people, but was very respectful to the person in front of him.

"An Zhiruoyi, how could it be strange?"

Chen Pingping smiled and nodded, sighing in his heart. In the words of the young lady, if there is Yu, why is there Liang?

"Has Fan Xian contacted you before?" He was talking about the mobilization of the Black Cavalry.

"No." Yan Bingyun shook his head. "I am just a relay of information. Everything in Jiangnan is Lord Fan's own idea."

"Did you know the news this time? It's quite a big deal."