Martial Arts Gods: At the beginning, wear Narita Boguang

Chapter 241 It's a showdown, dad, you're not my real dad, are you?
One stone lives at the door.

Teng Zijing jumped down from the restaurant, saw Guo Baokun was still babbling to a bunch of book sellers, and immediately rushed over, with a big mouth, and knocked out three of his teeth.

Then he said:

"Where did the cat and the dog come from, they are so annoying!"

Guo Baokun, as a son of an official, has he ever been beaten?

Covering his swollen face, he shouted inarticulately:

"Who... who the hell hit me? Don't kill me? Guards, hurry... hurry up with me, beat... kill him!"

How can a wealthy son go out without a few guards?

This Guo Baokun also brought four or five guards behind him. Seeing his master being beaten, he immediately drew his sword and drew his saber, and charged towards Teng Zijing.

At this time, Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo, and Fan Sizhe also came down from the restaurant. Seeing that Guo Baokun's guards were about to attack Teng Zijing, Fan Ruoruo immediately asked Fan Xian:
"Brother, Brother Teng will be all right? He is alone, two fists are no match for four hands."

Seeing that Fan Ruoruo was worried about Teng Zijing, Fan Xian felt his heart twitch, and said hastily:
"Don't worry, this guy's strength hasn't been fully demonstrated yet, so it's no problem to take care of these guards."

"But the person on the opposite side seems to be Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites. If you beat him, Big Brother Teng will probably face a lawsuit. This guy used to bully men and women and do evil in the capital!"

Fan Ruoruo saw that it was Guo Baokun who was hit by Teng Zijing, and became even more worried.

Fan Xian immediately sneered when he heard the words:
"Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites? How could Teng Zijing see it, he—"

He didn't continue the second half of the sentence: he is a madman who dares to kill even the emperor!
……

At this moment on the field, Guo Baokun's five guards all drew their swords and rushed towards the unarmed Teng Zijing.

In front of the crowd, Teng Zijing didn't want to expose his kungfu of joint fingers, so he immediately waved his hands and took out a few throwing knives from his waist.

The fifth-rank Teng's flying knife, with the blessing of his incomparably deep inner strength, is also enough to take care of these fourth- and fifth-rank guards.

His throwing knife was an ordinary throwing knife he bought casually from a blacksmith shop, but as soon as he made a move, everyone present seemed to see lightning flashing one after another.

Then there was a howl.

"Oh, my hand..."

"Ah... it hurts so much!"

"What a flying knife!"

……

Fan Xian even blurted out:

"Little Li Fei Dao, is the example not in vain?"

……

The guards hadn't rushed in front of Teng Zijing before they were shot through the hand holding the knife and sword by his lightning-fast flying knives.

Seeing the young man in green shirt in front of him easily take care of the outspoken Guo Baokun's dog leg, the surrounding people in Kyoto applauded in unison.

Especially those aunts who were secretly selling "Dream of Red Mansions" shouted loudly:

"This young man played well!"

"That's right, what's wrong with us selling a few books? Why are they getting in the way!"

"In my opinion, they have to break their legs!"

"This young man is so handsome, and has great martial arts skills. I don't know if he was married before. My wife is only 38 this year, so it's a good match!"

……

Teng Zijing ignored these aunts and walked up to the trembling Guo Baokun:
"Guo Baokun, the enemy's road is really narrow!"

Seeing that he was so powerful, Guo Baokun dismissed his guard lightly, and suddenly felt weak all over, tremblingly said:
"You...you are so courageous, I...my father will not let you go!"

"Hahaha, don't let me go? Half a year ago, people from your family arrested me and sent me to prison for several days. Today, I will give you a big mouth again, which is my repayment for the hardships I endured in prison for those few days. "

Teng Zijing moved his wrist with a sneer, waved his hand with a big mouth, and sent Guo Baokun flying three feet away.

Guo Baokun's teeth flew out, and he passed out on the spot.

When Guo Baokun's guards saw him, they thought Guo Baokun had been beaten to death. They were terrified and shouted:

"Ah! Young Master was beaten to death!"

"Go back and call someone!"

"Don't let him run away, if he runs away, we will all die!"

……

All of a sudden, there was a lot of commotion, but no one dared to really come up to arrest Teng Zijing.

No one wants to come up to die!
Teng Zijing ignored these waste materials, turned his head and nodded to Fan Xian and others, and then strode forward.

Passers-by on the street saw that this ruthless man who dared to offend the Minister of Rites was about to leave, how could they dare to stop him?They immediately gave way.

Seeing Teng Zijing disappear into the crowd, Fan Xian also said to Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe:
"Let's go back."

In the carriage, Fan Ruoruo felt a little worried, and couldn't help but ask:

"Brother, if Big Brother Teng is arrested by people from the Kyoto Prefecture, you have to ask your father to intercede. It's that Guo Baokun, it's so annoying!"

"Don't worry, he is a member of the Overwatch Council, and the capital can't do anything to him."

Fan Xian felt that Fan Ruoruo's concern for Teng Zijing seemed to exceed the standard, and he couldn't help frowning.

When they arrived at the gate of Fan Mansion, they saw a man who looked like a butler was entangled with the butler of Fan Mansion.

Seeing Fan Xian and the others coming back, the steward of the Fan residence immediately wiped off his sweat, pointed at Fan Xian and said:
"Butler Li, our eldest son is back."

When Steward Li saw Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo, he immediately came over to greet him in surprise:
"Master Fan, my Patriarch, Prince Jing, wants to invite Mr. Fan and Ms. Ruoruo to attend a poetry meeting at Prince Jing's Mansion tomorrow. He specially sent an old slave to deliver the post, saying that he must deliver it to Mr. Fan himself."

As he spoke, he took out a gold-plated invitation card.

"Prince Jing's son?"

Of course, Fan Xian had no impression of this name, but since everyone had submitted posts, he could only agree.

"Okay. If you bother to report back, it means that Ri Fan Xian and his sister will definitely go there on time."

Butler Li got Fan Xian's reply and left immediately happily.

Fan Xian turned his head and asked Fan Ruoruo:
"Ruoruo, will this Laoshizi poem be very popular in Kyoto?"

"That's right, in ten days and a half a month, someone will hold one, and the people who go there are all the princes, grandchildren, talented men and beautiful women in the capital city. Brother, you go tomorrow, maybe you can meet a beautiful girl you like."

Fan Ruoruo is of course very familiar with poetry fairs, as the number one talented woman in Kyoto, of course she has participated in many times.

"Sister, can you take me there too?"

Fan Sizhe came up next to him.

"You? Can you write poetry?"

Fan Ruoruo said with contempt.

Apart from calculating his pocket money every day, this kid doesn't like reading at all.

What to write poetry is completely a fantasy for him.

"I can't, then can he write poetry?"

Fan Sizhe pointed at Fan Xian with an expression of disbelief.

Fan Xian laughed when he heard the words:
"If I can't write poetry, no one in the world can write poetry."

He thought to himself: I am a writer who dares to copy even "A Dream of Red Mansions", so what's the point of copying a few more poems?
……

The three entered Fan's residence, Fan Sizhe went back to his room, but Fan Xian ran to the door of Fan Jian's study and waited.

Fan Ruoruo saw it and asked curiously:

"Brother, what are you doing? What are you doing sitting here in Dad's study?"

"I'll wait for him to come back. If I have something to ask him, go back to your room and rest."

Fan Xian waved away Fan Ruoruo.

From last night to today, he got so much great news from Teng Zijing, he needed to have a good chat with Fan Jian.

Although he already knew that this man was not his biological father, he still regarded him as one of his most trusted people!

Soon, Fan Jian came back from the Yamen, and he couldn't help being a little surprised to see Fan Xian waiting at the door.

"Are you waiting for me here? Is there something important?"

"Father, let's go in and talk."

Fan Xian stretched out his hand to signal to enter the study to speak.

Fan Jian's heart suddenly trembled. Although Fan Xian grew up in Danzhou, he had always arranged for someone to write down his every move, and sent it to Kyoto for him to read.

So his understanding of Fan Xian was much deeper than Fan Xian thought.

He knew that Fan Xian was not a fool.

Seeing him so solemnly at this moment, I knew that something big might be about to happen.

Immediately, he quickly pushed open the door of the study, then closed the door and window, then sat behind the desk and asked:
"What do you want to say to me?"

"Father, I know who killed my mother."

Fan Xian spoke in a very calm voice.

But behind the calm, there is an accumulation of anger like volcanic magma.

"What? How do you know?"

Hearing Fan Xian's words, Fan Jian's usually calm face also changed drastically.

When Fan Xian heard Fan Jian's words, he immediately grasped the key point and quickly asked:

"Father, you already knew?"

Seeing that Fan Xian caught the flaw in his words, Fan Jian could only sigh with emotion, and said:
"So what if you know? You can't kill him."

"why?"

Fan Xian was puzzled.

"Since you know the truth about your mother's death, you should also know that I am not your biological father, right?"

Fan Jian seemed to regret that Fan Xian had only called him "Daddy" for two days.

"That's right. I should be His Majesty's illegitimate son, that's why he's planning to let me come back to marry Lin Wan'er, so that he can control the inner treasury, and then fight the prince to the death. Only in this way can he sit firmly on the Diaoyutai!"

Fan Xian gritted his teeth.

Obviously, as a time traveler, he doesn't like the feeling of being treated as a pawn very much.

"I didn't expect you to know so much. Since you know that you are his son, how can you kill him? Killing your father with your son is a big treason!"

Fan Jian was heartbroken.

"For the sake of power, I killed my mother. I don't recognize such a father!"

Fan Xian said angrily.

"Why are you so sure? Chen Pingping and I were just suspicious of your mother's death, but we couldn't believe it. I don't even understand why he would do this."

"I heard that on the day my mother died, Dean Chen of the Overwatch Council, you, father, and Uncle Wu Zhu who had been by my mother's side were all absent from the capital by coincidence. What is there to doubt? Other than that person, Who can transfer you at the same time?"

"It turns out that the fifth brother was also transferred away. No wonder, no wonder! All these years, what I have been puzzled about is why the fifth brother is not by your mother's side. Logically speaking, it is impossible for the fifth brother to rebel."

Fan Jian sighed.

At this moment, he has fully understood what happened to the Taiping Hospital back then.

First, Fan Jian was taken away by Emperor Qing himself, then Chen Pingping was transferred away, and finally Wu Zhu was transferred away. In this way, Ye Qingmei, a woman who had just given birth, was of course unable to face the siege of the city .

But he didn't want Fan Xian to avenge himself, but said:
"Your mother's hatred, let me and Chen Pingping come, you are his son, you shouldn't kill him."

"No, father, I will not recognize this man as my father, I want to take revenge with my own hands!"

Fan Xian had already thought clearly in the Overwatch Council today. He admired Ye Qingmei's ambition, and he didn't bother to kill her for the sake of power with Emperor Qing, so he must firmly stand opposite Emperor Qing!

Fan Jian saw his firm face, pondered for a while, and continued to advise:
"You don't know how scary this person is, but I do. There are four great masters in the world, Sigu Jian of Dongyi City, Kuhe of Northern Qi Dynasty, Ye Liuyun of my Qing Dynasty, and another person, according to Sigu Jian, he is in the Palace of Qing Kingdom. I Doubt, that person is—”

"What? You said he is a grand master?"

Of course, Fan Xian had heard of the Great Master's greatness.

Who in the world doesn't know the legend of Si Gu Jian's one-person town of one city?
"I am not sure.

The kung fu he practiced was "Overbearing True Qi" given to him by your mother. Once because of his true qi, his meridians were cut off and he became a cripple. It was Chen Pingping who brought the black knight to rescue him.

Later, when he recovered from his injuries, he claimed that his martial arts were useless and he would no longer use martial arts, but I, Fan Jian, didn't believe it!
I grew up with him, I still don't know his city? "

Fan Jian explained.

"I see. Regardless of whether he is a grand master or not, at least in the palace, there is a grand master. Coupled with the strict guards of the palace, it is indeed not easy to kill him."

Fan Xian nodded.

But he didn't give up the idea!
When he was at the gate of the Overwatch Council, determined to avenge his mother, he knew how difficult the matter was. What Fan Jian said now was just to test his judgment.

"So, don't think too much, Chen Pingping and I will look for opportunities. Although we have never met in private for so many years, based on what I know about Chen Pingping, he must also be thinking about avenging your mother!"

"okay, I get it."

Fan Xian knew that this matter should not be rushed, so he nodded immediately.

To fight against the emperor of a country, even if he is a time traveler, he also feels his scalp tingling.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said to Fan Jian:
"By the way, Dad, my mother left me a box, but there is no key. Do you know where the key is?"

"Keys? I don't know.

But your mother lived in the Taiping Courtyard in the Liujing River, if there is such a thing as a key, it must be there only.

However, on the bloody night, when the enemy broke through the Taiping Courtyard, someone might have looted this thing long ago. "

Fan Jian replied.

"Okay, then I'll find some time to visit Taiping Bieyuan."

Fan Xian was still very curious about the box Ye Qingmei left him.

It's a pity that Wu Zhu didn't know where he went, or else he wanted to ask Wu Zhu the exact location of Taiping Bieyuan.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, be careful in everything. If you need it, please send me a message. Over the years, I have accumulated some strength."

Fan Jian stood up and patted Fan Xian on the shoulder.

Fan Xian felt Fan Jian's benevolent heart, and was immediately moved, and hurriedly said:

"Thank you dad!"

……

Teng Zijing didn't know about the conversation between Fan Xian and Fan Jian. After beating Guo Baokun in the afternoon, he immediately found an inn to rest.

When night fell, he went out through the window and headed towards the palace.

I don't know when Emperor Qing will decree to give Lin Wan'er a marriage. He must find a way to solve this problem.

(End of this chapter)