Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

Chen Pingping was speechless. None of this frightened him. He just turned around and looked at Wang Shisanlang who was standing next to Li An.

"He won't tell anyone. If he does, I can help you for free!" Li An affirmed.

Chen Pingping nodded. The chance to escape promised by the Grand Master was, at times, more important than the Supervisory Council.

"I have achieved my goal today. I believe that the reward for you, sir, and the damage done to this house, those boxes should be enough!"

Chen Pingping acted decisively and was ready to leave after he finished speaking. He called the Black Cavalry to come in and carry away the unconscious Shadow, and then he wanted to say goodbye to Li Ang.

Li An said curiously: "No one can stop you from doing whatever you want. Now is a rare opportunity, aren't you curious about the result of what you did and what your ending will be?"

"I don't care about these." Chen Pingping shook his head. "I only care about Fan Xian. I wonder if he will take over the Supervisory Council or the Internal Treasury as Fan Jian thought?"

Chen Pingping murmured, "Sir, do you think what I am thinking is right or wrong?"

At this moment, realizing the opponent he was about to face, Chen Pingping seemed confused for the first time.

"It's inheritance, don't talk about taking over, it's painful to hear." Li An was speechless. If he wants to talk about extravagant words, it depends on you people: "Is there a possibility that he not only took over the inner treasury, but also inherited the Supervisory Council?"

"Oh? Hahaha, thank you very much sir! Goodbye!"

Looking at the disabled man leaving Wanshizhai, Li An curled his lips.

Fan Xian is so lucky. He has the help of his adoptive father Chen Pingping, godfather Wu Zhu, master Fei Jie, foster father Fan Jian, father-in-law Lin Ruofu, and biological father Emperor Qing. He was already at the finish line when he was born, okay?

As for the twists and turns that followed, to be honest, most of them were caused by his own wandering.

I have to learn from my mistakes and stop being so wasteful.

"Oh, you haven't taken the broken sword away yet!"

Chapter 67: The post-war delegation comes to Kyoto.

Li An asked his disciples to carry the boxes into the room and clean up the mess in the reception room.

He comforted them and told them not to worry about him. After all, the commotion just now was not small.

"Hurry up and ask Kaijia to help and go inside to bandage it." Li An said to Wang Shisanlang.

"I lost after all. Who is this person? I originally thought that after my swordsmanship improved greatly, I would be able to rank among the top in this ninth level. I didn't expect that I would encounter such a master in my first attack!" Wang Shisanlang was unwilling to accept it. After a moment, he hesitated and said, "But why do I feel that this person's swordsmanship is so familiar?"

"Qi, of course you are familiar with him. Strictly speaking, he is your senior brother, Si Gu Jian's first disciple!" Li An ignored Wang Shisanlang's surprise. Since Si Gu Jian did not explain this to his disciples, he probably wanted to keep his brotherly relationship with Yingzi secret. "Go get him treated quickly. There is blood dripping on the ground!"

Seeing that Wang Shisanlang had no choice but to leave, he went back to his room to count the harvest.

There are several boxes here, another big deal!

While the disciples were busy, they were no longer surprised to see their teacher return to his room with a happy face. As long as an important person came to the courtyard and specifically asked to see the teacher, it was a big deal. Didn't you see that the junior brother who just moved those boxes was so tired that he stuck out his tongue? It was obvious that he didn't concentrate on his practice. He would have to practice more later!

Li An returned to his room and opened the boxes, only to find that they were not filled with gold and silver as he had imagined. Instead, half of the boxes were filled with silver and the other half were filled with swords.

"It seems that they also found out that I left behind Si Gu Jian's sword after defeating him, so they thought that I also have a hobby of collecting swords?" Li An shook his head and put all the silver into the system space, a total of 200,000 taels of silver.

Then he began to check the quality of these swords.

In fact, it’s not that Chen Pingping brought a small amount of silver, but these swords are also very valuable. That is, the system does not calculate the value of these swords. If you really sell them one by one, you can still sell them at a high price.

Ang Lee had no intention of selling this batch of swords. With a calm heart, he actually found two top-notch swords among these swords!

Looking at the two swords, one silver and one bronze, that had been separated out, he pulled out the sword box under the bed, put the two swords in it, and named them respectively: White Crane and King Kong.

With a sigh of relief, Li An nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that the sword box cannot be separated from me from now on.

By the way, the full-level Wind God Leg performed by this Grandmaster is really powerful enough to make the world pale in comparison. If I hadn't held back just now, the other party would have gone to see his parents long ago.

Li An originally wanted to sell the news that the prince was infected with syphilis to Chen Pingping at a high price. But recently, he discovered that Chen Pingping had already taken action. Fei Jie, the head of the three departments, also contacted the prince quietly through his subordinates and sent him medicine for treatment.

Li An chuckled, we really should not underestimate the heroes of the world.

As for the promise made to the prince not to disclose the matter, what was that? I couldn't remember it.

Not only that, Chen Pingping must have seen the affair between the crown prince and the princess. And Li An had reason to suspect that he was secretly fanning the flames and working hard to create the biggest scandal in the history of the royal family.

This royal family is really chaotic.

The days were peaceful for a few days. Chen Pingping returned to the Supervisory Office and after dealing with several so-called spies, there were no major moves.

At the same time, new news came from the palace: Emperor Qing granted a marriage to the second prince, and he will marry Ye Ling'er, the daughter of the Ye family, the garrison commander of Kyoto, at the end of the year.

Li An thought that Fan Xian and Li Chengze looked exactly like each other, and even got married at the same time. It was still unknown which of the two brothers was older. According to the ancient rules, the one who got married first should be older. Fan Xian was born in October, while the second prince was born at the end of the year. So Fan Xian should be older.

But Li An understood that Fan Xian’s wedding in October would probably be cancelled.

Now that the Qing Kingdom and the Qi Kingdom have gone to war, both sides are almost going crazy. I don't know if it's because Northern Qi is too weak, or because it was caught off guard by the Qing Kingdom, it is losing ground.

During this period of time, several cities have been captured by the Qing Kingdom.

The good news from the front line was reported back to Kyoto every day, which made the people of Qing Kingdom very excited and proud.

If the war continued at this pace, Northern Qi would not be able to hold out for long. But if Qing wanted to completely conquer Northern Qi, it would be impossible. After all, it was a great country with a long history and had obtained all the legacy of the former Wei Dynasty, so it still had some foundation. Therefore, Emperor Qing and a group of wise men mainly nibbled away at Northern Qi and consumed its national strength.

When Northern Qi could no longer bear the war and sent an envoy to Qing, Fan Xian's mission to Qi would be on the agenda. This was also the reason why he could not get married in October.

"Li Chengze, this kid, is really holding a good hand to marry Ye Ling'er." Li An sighed, "But I don't understand the situation. I thought the princess was really one of ours. Just because your face looks exactly like Fan Xian's, Li Yunrui won't be able to help you sincerely."

He had no time to care about their royal struggle. As a grandmaster, Emperor Qing could conservatively live for another 50 years or more unless there were other accidents. It was impossible for him to abdicate. No matter if he was the second prince or the crown prince, they were all just reflections in the mirror.

Li An continued to concentrate on teaching his own books, and in the meantime received an income from the bookstore, and his wealth finally exceeded 1.5 million taels.

The peaceful days lasted until the end of summer. After teaching and working in the fields during this period, Li An found that his skin color had become a little darker. Was he on the path to becoming Hei Gu?

A complete ceasefire has been reached on the front line. Northern Qi has been badly defeated and has sent an envoy to Qing State, which will arrive in Qing State's capital soon.

During this period, Li An had more contact with Fan Ruoruo in Lu Ming Academy, and Fan Ruoruo, just like in the original novel, showed his interest and talent in medicine.

Li An thought that medicine might be useful to him in the future, so he found some medical books and started to learn medicine by himself. After receiving the system's prompt, he spent more than 100,000 taels to upgrade his medical skills to the maximum level.

Not only did he teach Fan Ruoruo medical skills, he also added the subject of medicine in the academy and taught it to disciples.

At the same time, the metal smelting carried out on his own suburban farm also achieved a major breakthrough - high-quality steel was produced.

This allowed Li An to use the tools to build a set of surgical instruments for himself. Then he threw these things, along with high-quality liquor, into the system space in case of emergency.

"Teacher, teacher!" Hearing Zhao Tong'er's call outside the courtyard, Li An stopped what he was doing.

Seeing Zhao Tong'er coming up to him, Li An asked, "What happened? Why did you come here to inform us, Xiao Tong'er? What should we do if there are guests coming to the courtyard to ask fortune-telling?"

Zhao Tong'er stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, her cheeks slightly reddened from the rush all the way, and said, "I've been in the city for a long time, and I want to take a walk in the suburbs. I'm also here to visit Master. It's really not that you guys are lazy."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said that. Once he did, Li An got angry: "I'll deal with them when I get back. Tell me what happened first."

Seeing that her evil plan succeeded, Zhao Tong'er slapped her forehead and remembered the purpose of coming here: "Someone came to the palace and said that there will be a banquet to receive envoys from Northern Qi in the next few days. Among the guests is Zhuang Mohan, a great writer from Northern Qi. His Majesty asks you to be present on that day!"

Li An nodded to show that he understood.

This is Fan Xian’s time to show off!

Chapter 68: Wild geese fly over the flat sand.

Emperor Qing's edict has been sent to Dongyi City, but the City Lord's Mansion of Dongyi City only replied in a sincere and humble tone, saying that the recent assassination on Niulan Street and the tragedy in the manor had nothing to do with them, and they didn't even know who Fan Xian and Lin Gong were, so why should they kill them?

The City Lord's Mansion replied to the letter, and along with it came a large amount of compensation. All they wanted was to shut up the Qing court.

However, Si Gu Jian in Jian Lu was unusually silent.

He neither admitted nor denied it. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that he did this for the Dongyi City behind him and for the people in it.

As for the Qi State in the north, even though it was completely defeated this time, it did not say anything harsh.

It was just that they were causing chaos in the government of Qing State and there was too much evidence to assassinate important figures. What was strange was that after the defeat of Northern Qi, the envoys to Qing State actually included the literary master Zhuang Mohan. I don't know what his intention was.

There is a farm outside the city, which is crowded with people coming and going in an endless stream.

A large number of people gathered in this farm. In addition to some farmers who originally lived here, many people came to settle here during this period. Some were poor families nearby, some were blacksmiths, and even some knights wandered among them.

A convoy of several horse-drawn carriages drove into the farm. When people saw this scene, they just looked up and ignored it, and continued to busy themselves with their own affairs.

Fan Xian and the others got off the carriage and walked straight to the adobe house without any hesitation, asking as they walked inside, "Is Brother Li here?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Shisanlang, who was sitting quietly under the eaves in the courtyard, opened his eyes.

"The master is not in the house. He is digging in the fields with his disciples. He will be back soon." After saying that, Shisan Wang got up and went into the house, brought out a few earthen bowls and a kettle, poured water into them and handed them to Fan Xian and others.

"I heard that you are a ninth-grade master?" Wang Shisanlang asked Fan Xian curiously.

Taking the water, Fan Xian passed it to the people behind him, and he also picked up a bowl and drank it all. Looking around the yard, besides a lot of wood, there were some jars. After a careful feeling, it was indeed very quiet.

"It's barely enough to make it to the ninth rank." After Fan Xian answered Wang Shisanlang's words, he turned to the people behind him and said, "Ruoruo, Wan'er, Miss Ye, take Dabao and Sizhe to sit down and rest for a while. Judging from the situation, it will take some time for Brother Li to come back."

Seeing the servants either entering the house or bringing in chairs and tables from the carriage outside the yard, Fan Xian and the others sat down.

"It's hard to find a master, why don't we have a competition?" Wang Shisanlang said with interest.

"Eh?" Fan Xian looked embarrassed, but he was also somewhat moved: "Didn't you see that there are women following me? This is not appropriate at this time, right?"

Wang Shisanlang thought: "It's okay, let's go out and fight!"

"What do you mean? I'm not a master anymore?" Ye Ling'er was not happy after hearing what Wang Shisanlang said. She stood up quickly and asked loudly.

Shisan Wang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't want to fight with a woman. He gave Fan Xian a look, and the two of them walked out the door.

Outside the courtyard, Shisan Wang kicked a wooden stick towards Fan Xian, and he also raised his leg and grabbed a stick. He attacked Fan Xian with a somewhat deformed Four-Gu Sword Technique.

Fan Xian used his left foot to tap the flying wooden stick, turned around, caught the stick and started to block it.

"You're serious!"

While blocking, Fan Xian still had time to reply to Wang Shisanlang.

Seeing this, Wang Shisanlang sped up his hands and gradually used his true energy.

When the two fought, Ye Ling'er and others came out of the yard to watch. Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er nervously held each other's hands, while Lin Dabao and Fan Sizhe were excited and shouted loudly to cheer for Fan Xian. Only Ye Ling'er was sulking and staring at the two figures intently.

Although Ye Ling'er has a slim waist and a female body, she comes from a family with a profound learning background and is a master of the seventh rank. On weekdays, relying on her skills and family background, she is a tyrant in Kyoto. Most of the playboys avoid her and dare not provoke her. However, after being married to the second prince by His Majesty recently, she has gradually restrained herself.

But where had she ever seen two ninth-rank masters fighting each other? She immediately became excited.

The fight between Fan Xian and Wang Shisanlang seemed very strange!

Both of them were straightforward, their movements seemed quick and accurate, giving people a very simple feeling.

It would be fine if Fan Xian was like this, but it is strange that Wang Shisanlang, as Si Gu Jian's last disciple, is also like this.

Only Wang Shisanlang himself knew that since he had met Li An, he had already abandoned those overly complicated sword moves. To be more precise, he had abandoned all the detours in swordsmanship. After all, the shortest distance between two points is a straight line!

Fan Xian didn't have any tricks at all, he was just fast! This was the speed he had been trained to have by Wu Zhu since he was a child!

Dozens of moves passed by, and Fan Xian was at a disadvantage. After all, there was a gap between the two in terms of cultivation. Although Fan Xian's domineering Qi made up for it, Wang Shisanlang's skills were not ordinary. Moreover, Fan Xian's Qi control was still a little insufficient.

But what made the two opponents excited was that Fan Xian was actually growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Ling'er, who had been watching the battle for a long time, was in a very strange state. She gradually became irritable. Her eyes became firm and sharp. Seeing that the stick in Fan Xian's hand was broken and he was about to lose, she shouted angrily, reminding Wang Shisanlang, and then her figure flashed and joined the battle.

Ye Ling'er came behind Wang Shisanlang and threw a straight punch, with the sound of bursting wind hitting his back. At the same time, Fan Xian saw that the opportunity was rare, so he adjusted his state and swept out with a whip kick. Wang Shisanlang used a move to look back and blocked Ye Ling'er's straight punch, then raised his left leg without even looking, and hit Fan Xian.

Wang Shisanlang became excited.

Fan Xian had not put too much pressure on him just now. After all, they were just exchanging moves, not fighting to the death, so naturally whoever had a higher cultivation level and better control of true qi would win. Now with the addition of Ye Ling'er, who was at the seventh rank, attacking Wang Shisanlang together, the pressure seemed just right.

Although Ye Ling'er was only a seventh-rank warrior, her moves were exquisite and were taught by Ye Liuyun himself. Together with Fan Xian, who was the main attacker, the three of them fought back and forth.

The excited Wang Shisanlang's speed was getting faster and faster, and his moves were getting more and more cold! He remembered the space-related question he asked Li An that day, and with a thought, he got the answer. He moved his toes two inches on the ground and turned to the right nimbly, letting the punches and palms hit him in the air and pass by his waist.

'Piercing the sky and the earth'!

The wooden stick in his right hand stabbed out and hit Fan Xian's waist, causing him to fall to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

With his left hand, he threw a punch with a rotating force, hitting Ye Ling'er's nose. Although Wang Shisanlang withdrew the force in his hand at the last moment, two streams of blood still flowed from her nose.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

A roar was heard, and before Wang Shisanlang could react, he was kicked away. He fell to the ground with a Pingsha Luoyan style and slid several meters before stopping.

The person who came was Li An who had returned with his disciples.

"Do you know how hard you've hit me? Why are you still fighting?" Li An glanced at Ye Ling'er, who was still bleeding from her nose, and Fan Xian, who hadn't gotten up for a long time. He turned to look at Shisan Wang, whose eyes were slowly calming down, and shouted, "Are you dissatisfied?"

Seeing that Li An was angry, Shisan Wang quickly said:

"I'm very impressed! I'm sorry!"