The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 1269 Dandy
Fan Xian chatted with Wang Gang for a while, and then returned to the Fan family. As a result, he came to the cloth shop again the next day, bringing two more people with him.

"Shopkeeper Wang, I brought my younger brother and sister to patronize your business. Please bring out the best fabrics." Fan Xian stood in front of Wang Gang with a servile look on his face.

Behind him are his younger sister Fan Ruoruo and younger brother Fan Siche.

Wang Gang's face twitched, and he really wanted to bring out his True Qi King Kong and slap Fan Xian twice.

Fan Xian's thoughts were very clear, he just wanted his younger siblings to meet their eldest brother.

"Fan Xian, are you okay? You called us out of the house early in the morning just to patronize the cloth shop? Can't you let the servants do this?" Fan Siche said impatiently.

"I heard that Aunt Liu's birthday is coming soon. You can buy some cloth and make a dress as a gift. Aunt Liu will definitely be happy." Fan Xian made up an excuse.

Fan Siche was speechless: "How can I make any clothes!"

"So I brought Ruoruo here as well. You buy the fabric and Ruoruo makes the clothes. It can be considered that you two are jointly giving this as a birthday gift to Aunt Liu. Father will definitely praise you for being sensible." Fan Xian laughed.

Fan Siche was still young after all, and was quickly fooled by Fan Xian, and then he and Fan Ruoruo chose fabrics.

"Boss Wang, please introduce them to my younger brother and sister." Fan Xian enthusiastically pulled Wang Gang and wouldn't let him leave.

Wang Gang was speechless, but he still had to maintain his persona as the owner of a cloth shop.

Fan Qing (Bai Yan), as Fan Xian's bodyguard, has been standing at the door of the store, pretending not to know Wang Gang.

Fan Xian was picky and couldn't choose the right fabric, but he didn't want to let Wang Gang leave. He just wanted Wang Gang to spend more time with Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche.

Fan Ruoruo didn't take it seriously at first, but after a while she realized that something was wrong with Fan Xian.

"Brother, didn't you just come to Kyoto? How did you get to know Shopkeeper Wang?" Fan Ruoruo asked.

Fan Xian said: "I met Shopkeeper Wang when I first came to Kyoto. He helped me a little. We hit it off right away and felt that we had met too late."

Fan Siche said disdainfully: "Fan Xian, you are the young master of the Marquis's Mansion after all. You hang out with merchants all day long. Be careful that the censor will report you and implicate your father."

"Fan Siche, how can you talk to me like that!" Fan Ruoruo said angrily.

Wang Gang discovered that Fan Siche seemed to dislike Fan Xian. If it weren't for Fan Ruoruo's pressure, Fan Siche might have given Fan Xian even less face.

"Fan Xian, if you have time to fool around, you might as well write a few more volumes of Red Mansions. Let me tell you, Red Mansions is very popular in Kyoto, and many rich ladies are following it. If you write a few more volumes, we can make a lot of money."

"You are just obsessed with money and only know how to urge for more updates." Fan Xian rolled his eyes.

"Have you considered my previous proposal? We can open a bookstore together to sell Red Mansions, and split the profits 50-50." Fan Siche said patiently, "At most you get 60% and I get 40%! If it's more, I won't make any money!"

Fan Xian glanced at Wang Gang, his eyes lit up and he said, "Fan Siche, you can do business if you want, but I'm worried about your lack of business experience. Why don't you learn from Shopkeeper Wang for a while, and when you've learned enough, we can open a shop together."

Fan Siche refused without a second thought: "I don't want to sell cloth. There is a lot of competition in this business, and the profit is small. It's better to open a brothel to make money."

"What, you still want to open a brothel!" Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo said in surprise.

Fan Siche realized that he had let the cat out of the bag and quickly said, "No, I just said that opening a brothel is more profitable, not that I want to open a brothel."

Wang Gang looked at Fan Siche strangely. Calculating his age, he was only about eleven or twelve years old? He wanted to open a brothel at such a young age, doing such a wicked and shady business. Fan Jian was really "a good parent".

In the original novel, Fan Siche seemed to have really partnered with the third prince to open a brothel, and even forced women of good families into prostitution. When Fan Xian found out, he broke one of his legs and threw him to Northern Qi to suffer and reform, and he eventually became the richest man of his generation.

A child's eighty can be seen from his three-year-old self. Fan Siche is obsessed with money at a very young age. If he is not well educated, he will definitely go astray in the future.

"Shopkeeper Wang, we want these two types of fabrics. Please send someone to deliver them to the Fan residence as soon as possible." Fan Ruoruo selected two pieces of high-quality fabrics and said to Wang Gang.

"Ms. Fan has a good eye. This piece of brocade is the best in the store." Wang Gang called the waiter to serve Fan Ruoruo and took the opportunity to slip away.

Fan Siche said, "Why are we waiting for the delivery? Let Fan Qing send it back and then come pick us up."

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Fan Qing is a bodyguard, not your personal servant."

Fan Siche said nonchalantly: "It's all the same, they are all slaves raised by my Fan family, so what's wrong with running a few more steps?" Wang Gang and Fan Xian frowned, both feeling that Fan Siche was a child who was raised astray by Aunt Liu!
"Fan Siche, are you itching for trouble again?" Fan Ruoruo said angrily.

Fan Siche's neck shrank as if he was in a stress reaction, but he still said stubbornly: "What did I say wrong? Fan Qing was originally a servant raised by my father?"

Fan Xian said angrily: "What do you mean by inferiors and superiors? All people are born equal, there is no distinction between high and low."

Fan Siche disagreed even more. After all, the idea of ​​equality for all was contrary to the idea of ​​hierarchy that he had been taught since childhood and it was difficult to understand.

Wang Gang actually doesn't agree with this. The so-called equality for all is just a slogan even in modern times. The reality is that everyone is born unequal and classes are everywhere.

Fan Qing (Bai Yan) came over at this time and took the initiative to help Fan Siche out, saying: "Master, I will send the cloth back to the Fan Mansion quickly."

"Look, Fan Qing has said so." Fan Siche said happily: "Fan Qing, you have done a good job. I will ask Dad to give you a raise later."

Fan Xian said unhappily: "Fan Qing, you are not only a bodyguard, but also my savior. Those deliveries are not your job."

Fan Qing shook his head, took the cloth, and left the workshop silently.

Fan Siche became even more proud and said to Fan Xian: "Fan Xian, I'll treat you today. Let's go to the restaurant for a meal."

Fan Ruoruo said unhappily: "Fan Siche, how can you call my brother by his name? You have no manners at all."

Fan Siche didn't take Fan Xian, his illegitimate son, seriously at all, and naturally had no respect for him at all. However, for Fan Ruoruo's sake, he restrained himself a little.

"Sister, I'm hungry and want to eat the roast duck from Quanfulou." Fan Siche said coquettishly, "Is it not okay for me to treat you to roast duck?"

Fan Siche pulled Fan Ruoruo out of the cloth shop, ignoring Fan Xian completely.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said to Wang Gang: "Brother, I'm sorry, I wanted you to meet your younger brothers and sisters."

Wang Gang said expressionlessly: "Hurry up and follow him. The guards are not here. Be careful if something happens."

"Don't worry, Teng Zijing is guarding outside." Fan Xian said, "Fan Qing will be back soon. With the two of them here, no one can hurt us in Kyoto."

As soon as Fan Xian finished speaking, Teng Zijing stumbled into the cloth shop.

"Fan Xian, be careful!"

A big hand grabbed Teng Zijing's back, lifted him up and threw him heavily to the ground.

Fan Xian's expression changed. He didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly.

Teng Zijing was knocked unconscious, revealing a man as strong as an iron tower behind him.

"Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank master of Northern Qi." Wang Gang whispered in Fan Xian's ear: "He should be here to kill you."

The people in the cloth shop were in chaos at this time, running towards the door screaming. The iron tower man ignored everyone else and walked straight towards Fan Xian.

Fan Xian is currently at the seventh level, and Teng Zijing is even worse and cannot deal with the eighth level Cheng Jushu at all.

Wang Gang didn't want to reveal his identity, and didn't want the cloth shop to be destroyed, so he secretly passed a powerful true energy to Fan Xian.

The two of them practiced the same martial arts, so their true qi was easily compatible. Fan Xian only felt a surge of power injected into his body, and a swollen feeling that he had to spit out.

"Ah!" Fan Xian screamed wildly and punched Cheng Jushu who was running towards him.

The next moment, Cheng Jushu, which was more than two meters tall and weighed three hundred kilograms, flew backwards as if it had no weight, and landed on the street outside the cloth shop, completely motionless.

Fan Xian looked at his hand in disbelief. Wang Gang reminded him, "Go check on Ruoruo."

"Yes, Ruoruo." Fan Xian came back to his senses and quickly ran out of the cloth shop to look for the whereabouts of Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche.

"The second young lady and the third young master were kidnapped by a group of mysterious people." Teng Zijing then lay down and shouted to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian paused and Wang Gang also frowned.