Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

This is what Emperor Qing did. He arranged it and Chen Pingping carried it out, so that no one would notice it.

I just don't know how far they have gone.

Suddenly, Li An asked Wang Shisanlang: "Have you been to those two places?"

It would have been better if he hadn't asked this question. As soon as these questions were asked, Wang Shisanlang's face became full of strange expressions.

He replied in a muffled voice: "I have been there, but only to these two places."

"Tell me all the details."

Li An calmed down and opened the invisible system in front of Wang Shisanlang. After taking a look at the wealth value, he carefully counted the various items in the space until his eyes stopped on the sword box.

Looks like you can get a few more swords.

Wang Shisanlang's clear voice came to my ears: "The Taiping Villa is heavily guarded, and there is no attempt to hide their tracks inside. All that can be seen with the naked eye are patrolling soldiers."

"But the second place, when I went there, I felt it was just ordinary, very wide, and there was nothing there."

The second place mentioned by Wang Shisanlang was the river outside the north gate of Kyoto, ten miles away in the direction of Cangzhou Road.

He was worried that he had missed something, which would affect Li An's plan, so he hurriedly asked, "That leeward valley is hidden, but it is also quite spacious. One glance is enough to see the whole thing. I should have found the right place, right?"

"How about I go again?"

Li An shook his head and said with a smile: "The place is right, you are not wrong."

There really is nothing there now, Li An thought.

It seems that I can't go to Taiping Villa to learn everything in a short time. I wonder if the "key" in my hand can open the taboo?

Li An then took out a piece of rice paper, spread it flat on the table, picked up the brush and started painting again.

This time, he did not go for a freehand style, but was instead very realistic.

"Look here." Li An put down his pen and pointed at the object in the painting: "I'll tell you how to open this thing. You must remember it well."

As he spoke, Li An's tone became heavier: "Don't make any mistakes."

Wang Shisanlang was full of surprise, and then he became serious. Although he didn't recognize the things in the painting, he still asked, "What is this?"

This is the way out.

Li An thought, I hope I don’t have to use it.

Without answering his question, Li An then explained to Wang Shisanlang how to open the things in the painting.

"I've got it down. There won't be any mistakes." In just a moment, Shisan Wang remembered everything. "Then let's hurry back to Wanshizhai to prepare!"

Li An was not in a hurry. He spoke slowly, his voice becoming soft and thin: "I still have classes to go to. I have to finish my lecture at least, so it will be fair to the rest of you."

Although he was talking, his eyes were fixed on the painting. If Fan Xian were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that the painting was of a tank!

Speak of the devil, and here he appears, with footsteps getting closer and closer.

Outside the studio, Fan Xian arrived.

"Brother Li!"

In fact, to be honest, anyone who spends a little time with Fan Xian will inexplicably feel a sense of ease.

Maybe because his heart is free?

Li An didn't know, he just circulated his true energy and shattered the tank drawing paper in his hand into powder.

"Is something wrong?"

Li An clapped his hands nonchalantly and asked calmly, "What medicine did you use? Your face is so pale."

Fan Xian found another recliner without hesitation and lay down comfortably on it. A trace of fear and strangeness flashed across his slightly pale face. After greeting Wang Shisanlang who was standing beside him, he let out a long sigh.

"I'm really not pretending. The wound from that arrow hasn't healed yet."

Seeing the papers in front of Li An, apart from the stack of paintings by the students, a separate picture of an exotic beast caught Fan Xian's attention: "You can do this too? By the way, how many other things do you know? Such a versatile person, how come I haven't heard of you on the Internet before?"

Wang Shisanlang standing aside looked confused. What on the Internet?

Without answering Fan Xian's question, Li An asked, "What's the matter that's so urgent that you have to come to the academy to find me? Why don't you wait for me in Wanshizhai?"

Listening to Li An talking about business, Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "Our reputations have spread all over Kyoto now."

Then he began to explain his purpose: "I guess the matter can't be hidden anymore."

"It's all the same to me. I've been exposed a long time ago." Li An said coldly: "Sometimes, if you want to tear your face off and hold a grandmaster accountable, you don't need some so-called evidence."

"But if they want to make a big deal out of a small matter, even if everyone saw my face that night, they would say they didn't see it."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Fan Xian said silently.

"It's all the same." Li An said faintly: "Is the box opened?"

"opened."

"Has the paper-scattering incident been exposed?"

"I thought this matter was foolproof." Fan Xian said as a matter of course. In his opinion, this tactic of his initiation into public opinion warfare was very clever.

But he underestimated the wisdom of the people in this world and was slapped in the face at the speed of light.

What exposed him was the batch of cheap paper that his cheap brother Fan Sizhe bought in.

Fortunately, the person who investigated this matter was Chen Pingping.

Fan Xian suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in a deep voice, "What are you going to do next? If things don't go well, don't be impulsive. These few days have passed and nothing has happened. It should have faded away."

Li An smiled and said, "You got what you wanted, so you have time to care about me now? It's hard to guess what His Majesty is thinking. Nothing happened in the past few days, and I thought he had given up the idea of ​​getting to the bottom of it."

"But!" Li An raised his voice and said, "Do you know that this capital with a population of one million is the capital of Qing State, located in the heart of the country? In such a safe place, why is the wall of the imperial palace 50 meters high?"

"For people like me, it's just a decoration. This wall is not to protect people like me, but to protect the people of the world."

"This is the dignity of the royal family. It is to let the world know that the inside and outside of the wall are two different worlds."

"Now that people have been able to break in one after another and escape intact, this is undoubtedly a slap in the face of Emperor Qing."

"He won't give up, even if I have the power of a Grandmaster."

What this means is that Li An is going to have a fight with Fan Xian's biological father, Emperor Qing.

Fan Xian, who still didn't know the final truth, was hesitant and murmured, "Maybe there is another way."

Li An shook his head. The development of this matter would be either that Emperor Qing swallowed his anger, or the two of them would have a conflict, or Li An would retreat.

Now it seems that Emperor Qing will not tolerate it and plans to take action against himself.

Chapter 86 Before leaving.

Fan Xian had a strange feeling that Li An in front of him was slowly becoming somewhat unfamiliar.

"Is this the reason you came here today?" Li An asked, and stood up. "I have classes to attend later."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian also stood up. He could tell that Li An wanted to expel him. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke: "Before, I wanted to investigate some things on my own, but now I gradually realize how difficult it is."

"What I want to ask is, will my investigation go smoothly afterwards?"

Fan Xian lost his confidence. He was wise, but reality had reminded him more than once: your cleverness is just a little cleverness.

All his actions were watched by others.

Although that person seems to be one of ours for the time being.

"I was called into the palace today." Fan Xian laughed softly, but the smile seemed a little bitter, and there was a hint of understanding, "I was sent on a mission to Northern Qi."

Li An nodded. It seemed that what happened in recent days had also had a great impact on Fan Xian.

The countless struggles for imperial power in Kyoto, his own assassination and frame-up, Lin Gong's death, the eldest princess's madness, all these things happened one after another, making Fan Xian exhausted both physically and mentally. But he could not stop for a moment, as long as he wanted to investigate the truth.

When he opened the box that Ye Qingmei left for him, and looked at the black curtain panel that popped up, as well as the unique computer buttons on it, everything told him how crazy this world was.

Li An's words that night were confirmed, which made Fan Xian let go of the last bit of hope in his heart.

"Some people are born to be favored."

"Some people just exist, which is another kind of existence for others."

"You are blessed by God, and everything will go well for you. Is this an answer?"

Li An waved his hand and said, "I don't want your reward this time." Then he walked out.

These words seemed to inspire Fan Xian's confidence. He said in a deep voice, "Consider it that I owe you three things!"

"I am blessed by God, and what about you who is the same as me?" The light outside the window gradually became less dazzling, gradually dimmed, and became softer.

The light shining on Fan Xian's face revealed his curiosity.

"My existence cannot be explained by science alone, so it can be considered a miracle." Li An turned around and smiled slightly, his posture comfortable, "Then of course there are no taboos!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Fan Xian was about to catch up, but Wang Shisanlang dodged and blocked him. He said expressionlessly, "The teacher said he has classes!"

Fan Xian had no choice but to raise his voice and shout in Li An's direction: "I will prevent the worst from happening!"

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After Li An finished the class leisurely and left homework for the students as usual, he and his disciples returned to Wanshizhai.

Halfway through the journey, Wang Shisanlang left at Li An's instruction.

In the courtyard.

"Everyone, please eat. After you finish eating, the teacher has something to say to you." Li An said with a smile.

Looking at the group of disciples in front of him who had undergone a complete transformation and grown tremendously, Li An smiled with satisfaction.

Compared to Ye Qingmei, perhaps in the same situation, this group of disciples may be the greatest legacy she left to the world.

Perhaps sensing the unusual atmosphere tonight, all the disciples were a little nervous as they swallowed the food in front of them, being very careful and making no noise. From time to time, they put down their bowls and chopsticks, waiting for the teacher's instructions.

They felt the teacher's emotions and felt a little upset.

Seeing that the disciples had finished eating, although it could be seen that they did not eat well, Li An still looked at each of them carefully and said softly: "Master is leaving Kyoto."

The disciples did not ask any questions, they just listened.

"We may even have to leave Qing Kingdom. Are there any of you willing to follow us?"

After these words were spoken, the disciples reacted.

They didn't ask when it happened, but their expressions showed reluctance.

"Does the teacher have to leave?" a disciple asked.

Ang Lee did not speak, but answered the question with silence.

He would not be so reckless as to confront the emperor of the most powerful military country in the world.

So he chose to retreat and leave. At least this group of disciples still had a choice.

If things really come to the last step, he also has his own methods.

"Let's leave tomorrow!" Li An said in a deep voice.

During the banquet, several disciples with gloomy faces and calloused hands shed tears: "It's not that we don't want to leave with our teacher, but the crops in the farm outside the city are about to mature, and we can't leave."

"Over the past year or so, the varieties we have been testing are almost successful. As long as we solve the final problem, the crops that can feed everyone in the world will be ready. It will be ready soon!"

The disciple who inherited the agricultural theory mixed with modern knowledge was now in tears.

Li An understood that the crops from this experiment could not be taken away, and there were many factors involved.

Another disciple used his fingers to form a knife, cut off a strand of hair, found a wooden box and put it in it. He choked up and said, "I am disrespectful and cannot accompany the teacher on his journey. I am afraid that the day we will meet again is far away, so I will let this strand of hair accompany the teacher as he leaves."

Several other disciples who were preparing for the new crops also cut off a lock of hair and put it in the box. Afterwards, they all bowed down on the cushions and performed a great ceremony.

They were right. It would take a long time for the two countries to meet again. And it was foreseeable that they would also devote themselves to the cause of improving crops. It was really unknown when they would meet again.

Not to mention that the two countries are not getting along now, and they have even fought against each other before.

"You guys can make such a decision, which proves that the teacher didn't make a mistake! This is the right thing to do, how can it be disrespectful?"

Ang Lee looked happy and laughed out loud.

He understood how these children had suffered. Now that they had a way to stop people from starving, they would naturally go all out. How could they not laugh when they had such a great ambition to change the world?

Seeing the particularly sad atmosphere, the eldest disciple Hong Kaijia smiled and responded: "I will definitely accompany the teacher. Wherever the teacher goes, I will go. You all should get up quickly. The teacher is not angry."