Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

Several soldiers walked into the main hall and saluted in unison, saying, "Greetings, old lady, and hello, young master!" Although their voices were firm and powerful, the old lady only glanced at them and continued to cut the red paper in her hand. Fan Xian also tacitly did not mention the red-armored knights at the door, as if they did not exist.

Fan Xian bowed respectfully to the old lady and said, "Grandson, I greet you, Grandma." The old lady nodded and motioned for him to stand up, then began to eat. At this special moment, the two seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, using their ordinary daily lives to counteract this inexplicable atmosphere.

······Things had not changed at all. The old man who usually delivered food to the Fan Mansion had died, and the entire Fan Mansion was shrouded in poison. Fortunately, Fan Xian had learned the true teachings of his master Fei Jie, and had reached the level of perfection in identifying poisons and using medicines. Therefore, he was not affected by the poison. He could tell at a glance that the bamboo shoots were poisonous, and he ate all of it.

Afterwards, Fan Xian found out through investigation that someone had replaced the original food delivery person today. He decided to go to the old man's home in person to conduct an in-depth investigation.

However, as soon as he entered the old man's house, an assassin suddenly rushed out, catching Fan Xian off guard and he could only hastily defend himself. The two of them were instantly involved in a fierce battle. It turned out that the assassin was Fujiko Kyo who was ordered to assassinate Fan Xian.

In the courtyard, Fan Xian and Fujiko Kyo exchanged several moves. Although Fujiko Kyo's strength was far inferior to Fan Xian's, due to Fan Xian's lack of actual combat experience and Fujiko Kyo's sneak attack, Fujiko Kyo was able to struggle for a few more times before being subdued by Fan Xian. However, Fan Xian did not kill him, but pointed out the doubts in the secret order to Fujiko Kyo. The two therefore decided to work together to investigate the matter, but they wanted Fujiko Kyo to fake her death before they could investigate.

At the same time, the housekeeper who colluded with the assassin was also arrested. He was forced to kneel on the ground and faced the accusation. He confessed that he was instructed by the second wife of the Fan Mansion in Kyoto to assist the assassin in murdering Fan Xian.

After listening to the housekeeper's confession, the old lady nodded with a half-smile and said, "Yes, for the sake of the Fan family, we can't be soft-hearted." Then she leaned on her crutches and slowly ordered the servants, "Break his legs, and then throw him on a fishing boat and he won't have to come back for the rest of his life."

When the housekeeper heard this, he felt a chill in his heart and shouted that he did this for the sake of the Fan family. However, no one paid attention to his explanation.

Then the old lady ordered the housekeeper to be expelled from the house and sent to a ship to never return. However, all this was seen by Wu Zhu, who found time to kill the housekeeper who left the city. When the old lady and Fan Xian learned about this later, they both realized that Li An's previous prediction had come true again. So they took Li An's words more seriously, but I won't go into details here.

After this series of events, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet. The old lady looked at Fan Xian and asked, "If this was really arranged by Liu Ruyu, what would you do?"

After a moment's thought, Fan Xian replied, "I will tell them that I have no intention of competing for the Fan family's property." The old lady shook her head and said, "People need to learn to be ruthless! How can I feel at ease with you doing this?" Fan Xian lowered his head and said nothing, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

After a long while, the old lady sighed, walked to Fan Xian's side, looked up at him, and said earnestly: "You heard it before, your father asked you to go to Beijing." She gently placed her hand on Fan Xian's, "Do you want to go?"

"Yes." Fan Xian answered honestly, his eyes full of anticipation, "I have lived in Danzhou since I was a child, and I have always wanted to go out and see the outside world."

"Oh? You don't want to bother with an old woman like me anymore?" the old lady asked with a smile.

Fan Xian quickly held onto the old lady's arm and said in an exaggerated tone, "How could that be! Grandma, why don't you come with me to Kyoto!"

The old lady shook her head calmly, took Fan Xian's hand, and patted it slowly: "I am old, and my body can't stand the bumps on the road. It's better for you to stay in Danzhou."

Fan Xian smiled slightly: "Then I will go to Kyoto to take care of everything, and I will come back to see you as soon as I have time!"

"So when do you plan to leave?" asked the old lady.

Fan Xian hesitated for a moment and said, "Tomorrow."

After saying this, he knelt on the ground and bowed deeply. After standing up, Fan Xian suddenly rushed to the old lady, hugged her head and kissed her.

The old lady was stunned for a moment. Before she could open her mouth to scold her, Fan Xian turned around and ran back to his room and started packing his luggage.

The old lady slowly touched her forehead and smiled happily.

The next day, just after dawn, there were already crowds of people outside the Fan Mansion. The leader of the red-armored knights came over and asked respectfully, "Sir, shall we set off?"

"Let's go." Fan Xian said in a deep voice.

Following Fan Xian's order, the convoy slowly set off.

At this time, Li An had changed into light clothes and came to the front of the convoy.

Seeing this, the leader drew out his long sword and tried to block Li An's way. Fan Xian at the side quickly explained: "This is the person who came to the capital with me."

Upon hearing this, the soldier put away the long sword in his hand and stepped aside to let Li An come over.

Li An walked forward and looked at the box in Fan Xian's hand with a complicated expression.

"This is the box my mother left for me. I can't open it. Brother Li, are you interested in helping me take a look?"

Li An shook his head and said, "I'm not interested. Since it's for you, there might be some private things in it. I'd better not explore it." Fan Xian smiled when he heard it, knowing that Li An might know something. But since he didn't say anything, Fan Xian didn't ask any more questions.

Fan Xian looked at Li An and understood that according to his rules, if he wanted to delve deeper into certain things, he would have to pay a price. So he pointed to the carriage next to him and invited him, "Brother Li, if you don't mind, come ride in this carriage with me."

Li An heard this and nodded slightly, accepting the proposal: "Thank you very much, sorry to trouble you."

Then, the two of them got on the carriage together.

The carriage team set off under the leadership of the red-armored knight, and the carriages of Fan Xian and Li An followed closely behind. The entire team slowly drove away from Danzhou City and headed towards the distant Kyoto. As time passed, the silhouette of Danzhou City gradually disappeared on the horizon.

Is there anyone here? I don't want to write alone, it's okay if someone scolds me. The author is so lonely~

Chapter 13 Yan Bingyun.

The carriage was running smoothly on the official road of Qing State. When Teng Zijing suddenly appeared and mixed in with the servants of Fan Mansion, Li An did not show any surprise.

However, Fan Xian was very surprised.

After all, he had discussed with Teng Zijing to let him avoid everyone's attention after faking his death and sneak into Kyoto to conduct investigations.

However, Fan Xian had not expected that Teng Zijing would choose to go to Beijing in this way.

He hurriedly pulled Teng Zijing aside and asked in confusion: "You...why are you here?"

Teng Zijing smiled and replied, "I am going to Kyoto too. If I follow your motorcade, I won't be checked."

Fan Xian asked in confusion: "How did you get in? None of my servants know you. Wouldn't they be surprised to see a stranger?"

Teng Zijing smiled proudly and said, "Although they don't know me, they know silver."

Fan Xian shook his head speechlessly, and then Teng Zijing said mysteriously: "By the way, don't worry about my business for now. I remembered a piece of news about you. Do you know why you came to Beijing this time?"

Fan Xian asked in surprise: "Why? And how did you know the news?"

Teng Zijing smiled and said, "I'm from the Supervisory Council and I came across your file by accident. You came to Beijing this time to celebrate your wedding. Congratulations, and happy wedding!" After saying that, he took out a dagger from his body and gave it to Fan Xian as a wedding gift.

"What...what?" Fan Xian choked on his own saliva and quickly looked around. After confirming that no one noticed him, he asked again, "Getting married? With whom? Why didn't anyone tell me about it?"

Teng Zijing smiled mysteriously and said, "Then I don't know. Well, I won't talk to you anymore. You've been out for such a long time, don't let people get suspicious. I'm going to light a fire and cook some broth." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the servants, leaving Fan Xian alone in a daze.

After a long while, Fan Xian finally reacted, secretly sighing at the freedom of marriage. Then he turned around and returned to the convoy.

The red-armored knights had been silently guarding the carriage and had no communication with the people from the Fan Mansion, as if they came from two completely different worlds.

The servants in the Fan Mansion were busy preparing food, setting up wooden racks, placing iron pots on them, and cooking the fragrant broth.

However, when Fan Xian ordered people to send the broth to the red-armored knights, they refused and continued to silently eat the dry food they brought with them. No one paid any attention to the broth. Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart that these red-armored knights were really an elite force. He didn't understand why they would accept orders from his father, an official who was only the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

At the same time, Li An didn't care about these things. He held the hot broth and drank it all in one breath. He wiped his mouth, looked at the two people who returned one after another as if nothing had happened, then got back on the carriage and started his practice.

As Li An's cultivation level improves, he can also gain 30-50 experience points every day. However, he also clearly realizes that it will take three years to reach the eighth level of warrior without being disturbed and in the best case. And this is about to enter Kyoto, and the peaceful days will be gone forever. It will become difficult to continue to practice and improve his cultivation level.

Therefore, Li An cherished every moment of cultivation time. This time was money to him, and he could even save dozens of taels of silver a day. He calculated that if he didn't cultivate every day and went to make money, he would be losing money if he didn't make 50 taels of silver. Moreover, as his realm improved, this number would continue to increase.

The convoy continued to move forward smoothly, with no unexpected incidents along the way. Until the third day, they encountered a convoy coming from the opposite direction.

The two motorcades crossed each other without any communication. However, Fan Xian curiously pulled open the curtain and looked out, and saw a familiar face - the bloated figure, messy beard, beggar-like clothes and hairstyle all looked so shabby.

So Fan Xian ordered the caravan to stop and rest on the spot, while he quietly left the caravan and followed the wheel tracks of the other caravan.

"Teacher, it's been a long time. Are you well?" Fan Xian looked at the figures of the Supervisory Office staff in the distance, handed over two pears, and greeted them softly.

Fei Jie took the pear, took a bite, frowned and said, "Not bad, but I've taken on a tough job this time. So next time when you pick pears, try to pick the bigger and fatter ones, because they're sweeter!"

"Hey, teacher, just make do with the meal. By the way, what's the mission? Where is this convoy going?" Fan Xian asked curiously.

"These people are from the four divisions of the Supervisory Council. Look, the people in the car are the heads of the four divisions. The secret agent who assassinated you in Danzhou, is he called Teng Zijing? They are his subordinates," Fei Jie explained.

"His name is Yan Bingyun, and he is the son of Yan Ruohai, the chief of the Supervisory Council. He is a martial arts expert with extraordinary wisdom and strategy, and is a young and promising talent. Unfortunately, he has to bear the responsibility for the secret order from the Council to assassinate you. When the Dean heard about it, he dismissed him in anger and ordered him to take his men to dress up as a caravan and go to Northern Qi to lead the intelligence network there, which can be regarded as redemption."

Fan Xian looked at the carriage, but could not see what it was: "As the head of the Third Office, why do you need to escort the carriage yourself?"

"This is the dean's order. Firstly, it is to provide support, and secondly, it can be seen as a farewell to him." Fei Jie explained.

"It turns out there are so many things going on here." Fan Xian sighed.

Fei Jie waved his hand: "I have to go back quickly, don't let anyone see me. Thank you for the pears."

Fan Xian watched his master leave, then turned and walked back to his own carriage along the road, biting a pear as he walked. As he was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed that Yan Bingyun's carriage was blocked in the middle of the road ahead, and both sides were surrounded by people from the Overwatch Council.

Fan Xian asked loudly, "You stopped me because you want to avenge your men?"

Yan Bingyun's cold voice came from the carriage: "Teng Zijing's crime was not punishable by death, but you killed him. This shows that you are a cruel and murderous person. Hand over the waist badge of the Commissioner, you don't deserve it."

It turned out that Yan Bingyun wanted Fan Xian to hand over his badge. Fan Xian said in a deep voice, "What if I don't?"

"Hand it over!" Yan Bingyun ordered in a serious voice.

There was a clanging sound, and the people from the Supervisory Council all drew their swords.

At this time, Fei Jie's voice came faintly from the roof of the car: "Don't forget the dean's instructions, don't cause any more trouble."

The carriage, however, fell into silence.

"You can try to get out of the carriage." Fei Jie continued, as if hinting at something.

There was another long silence. "Let's go." An order came from inside the carriage. Everyone sheathed their swords, and the carriage turned around and drove forward.

"Fan Xian! We will meet again!"

Fei Jie looked at the carriage that had moved a distance away and said to Fan Xian with a smile, "He won't be back for a while. Don't worry about him."

"By the way, there is another piece of news I need to tell you."

"Oh? Please go ahead, teacher." Fan Xian responded.

"You are going to Beijing to get married this time."

"I already know about this. Teacher, do you know which family the girl is from?"

Fei Jie explained: "It's Lin Wan'er from the Prime Minister's Mansion. But the girl is not in good health and has been ill recently, so she is in a hurry..."

Fan Xian suddenly realized that he was the one who came to get married! He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Fei Jie saw that there was nothing unusual about his apprentice, so he didn't say anything more.

"I'm really leaving this time, so you better be careful along the way."

Fan Xian waved goodbye to his teacher, already thinking about running away from his marriage. But he couldn't be impatient, so he had to wait and see.

What if, I mean what if, that girl is very pretty?

Fan Xian returned to his own carriage and the convoy set off again.

Li An finished his training and looked at Fan Xian who had returned, and Teng Zijing who was hiding in the car to avoid the Supervisory Council's convoy. He wondered in his heart whether he should... take a risky move after entering Beijing.

Chapter 14 Arrival in Kyoto.

The carriage was driving on the wide road. After finishing the business, Fujiko Kyo boarded the first carriage in front. Only Li An and Fan Xian were left in the carriage. The long journey was boring, but Li An opened the curtains and let the fresh breeze blow on his face. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed the pure air from ancient times. He gradually got used to the scenery in front of him, and his mood became pleasant and comfortable.

Fan Xian also noticed Li An's good mood, and took the opportunity to say, "The scenery along this road is really similar to what I saw when I first came to this world. However, I would like to ask Brother Li, can I successfully realize my wish when I go to Kyoto this time?"

Li An looked at Fan Xian, who was still carefree, and said with a smile, "You should have understood something. The main purpose of your visit to the capital this time is to get married, and the other party is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. As far as I know, if someone can marry the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, then he may inherit the inner treasury."

"Neiku? Why is it called this word?" As a modern man, Fan Xian covered his mouth and laughed after hearing this word, as if he remembered something interesting.

"It's not the kind of thing that Superman wears as you think, but the business your mother founded. It gathered almost most of the wealth in the world and was called the Neiku. After your mother passed away, it belonged to the royal family and is now managed by the emperor's sister, the eldest princess."

"It sounds like it would be very troublesome. I just want to live the life of an ordinary wealthy man, without worries. I don't want to get involved in such royal disputes." Fan Xian said with a slight frown.

Li An shook his head. "Haha, you are destined not to live a peaceful life because you are Ye Qingmei's son. Your marriage partner has been arranged. If you want to give up this engagement, you will face huge resistance. No matter how you behave in the future, those powerful people will think that you are going to inherit the inner treasury and target or observe you."

"If I don't want to marry Lin Wan'er, can anyone force me to do it?" Fan Xian said unconvinced.

"This is a marriage granted by Emperor Qing." Li An said.

Fan Xian fell into deep thought, thinking about how to deal with this situation. The carriage moved slowly forward in such a depressing atmosphere, as if it would never stop.

After more than a month of long travel, outside Kyoto, the sun is warm and the breeze is gentle. On both sides of the road, various trees are covered with new green clothes, as if welcoming the arrival of spring. Now it is April, and people are walking in the fields outside the city or along the moat, enjoying the beauty of nature and feeling the breath of spring.

In the distance, a convoy of three carriages slowly drove over, queuing up on the official road to wait for entry into the city. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a smiling face as bright as the sun. The man looked at the walls of Kyoto and the peaceful people around him, took a deep breath, and said with emotion: "So this is Kyoto, this city is really a majestic city!"

This convoy was exactly Li An's group. After dozens of days of hard journey, they finally arrived in Kyoto. Along the way, Fan Xian looked at this slightly unfamiliar Qing Kingdom with curiosity, satisfying his desire for knowledge, and established a deep friendship with Fujiko Kyo and other guards.

They looked at the majestic capital city in front of them. Its walls were in the shape of a Chinese character "瑩", surrounding the entrance to the city. The walls were more than ten meters high. If the arrow tower was included, it was equivalent to the height of a modern five- or six-story building. Ang Lee was fascinated by the sight, thinking that this was more impactful than what he saw in movies and TV shows. He wondered what the more majestic and magnificent imperial city of the Northern Qi Dynasty would look like.

Fan Xian was also stunned with shock.

The convoy was waiting to enter the city. The people in the queue in front looked at the convoy and took the initiative to make way for Li An's convoy to go first. Just when people were confused, a group of cavalry came silently from the back. They were moving very fast and galloped straight towards the city gate without stopping.

At the head of the line was a girl in brightly colored clothes. She was tall, heroic, with slightly curved eyebrows, and her pretty face sparkled in the spring sun. She was wearing a bright red dress, but her expression was a little anxious, as if she was in a hurry because of something urgent.

Fan Xian looked at her and couldn't help but admire, "There are so many beauties in the capital, and I ran into one just after arriving. But she's rushing around like that, isn't she afraid of hurting passers-by?" He suddenly thought of his fiancée and wondered what she looked like. His heart was filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"She is the only daughter of Lord Ye Zhong, the garrison commander of Kyoto. Her name is Ye Ling'er." Li An explained, "She has been quirky since she was young and behaves in a manly manner. Her behavior is no longer surprising to everyone."

"Have you been to Kyoto? You seem to know everything about this place." Fan Xian asked curiously.

Li An said honestly: "I have never been there, but I have heard of it."

Fan Xian nodded and looked into the city from afar, feeling a little disappointed. He thought someone would come to pick him up, but after waiting for a while, he found that no one came, which also gave him a clearer understanding of his identity.

When the chaos ended, the people began to line up in an orderly manner to wait to enter the city. Soon, they arrived at the city gate.