Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 117 The Name Fan Xian Sounds Like a Nosy

Li Changlan looked at Fan Xian with a smile, but didn't speak.

Fan Xian rolled his eyes, and said, "Sir, my father is a high-ranking official in Beijing, so he should be very rich. When we get to the place, you can take whatever you want, and it will be mine!"

Li Changlan held the wooden fan in his hand and gently turned his wrist.

"Give me whatever I want, don't you regret it?"

Fan Xian smiled smugly, and spoke very frankly, as if he didn't care what Li Changlan wanted at all.

"Sir, who are we with whom? In all these years, how have I ever wronged Mr. in terms of food, clothing or money?"

"Although I have never met my father, I still don't know what his attitude is towards my illegitimate son, but it doesn't matter. Without him, I have plenty of ways to make money. My husband's glory and wealth will never escape!"

Li Changlan looked at Fan Xian meaningfully.

Poor child, she doesn't know that glass, soap, and white sugar have long been made by her mother.

His dream of getting rich by doing this has long been smashed to pieces by his family.

"You'd better remember what you said today." Li Changlan said leisurely without pointing it out.

"Don't worry, sir, I, Fan Xian, will never go back on what I said!" Fan Xian patted his chest vigorously, assuring him.

It's a pity that Fan Xian's understanding of Li Changlan is still somewhat one-sided.

if not.

If Fan Xian could guess what Li Changlan was thinking, he would definitely stand up, point at Li Changlan, and yell "People's hearts are evil"!
halfway.

Fan Xian originally wanted to introduce Teng Zijing to Li Changlan.

In the end, who knew that Li Changlan glanced at it and raised a hand to signal Fan Xian not to continue talking. Seeing that Li Changlan made it clear that he didn't want to listen, Fan Xian had to take Teng Zijing away angrily.

Later, the convoy encounters Xiao Bingyun's convoy who accidentally received a false order and sent Teng Zijing to assassinate Fan Xian.

Fan Xian had spread the news of Teng Zijing's fake death a long time ago. In order to avoid the rumor being exposed in person, he had to let Teng Zijing enter the carriage to temporarily hide.

After Teng Zijing saw the overly luxurious decoration in the car, and the subtle difference between the seating positions of Li Changlan and Fan Xian, he immediately understood that Li Changlan had the final say in the car.

He sat in the carriage and didn't dare to speak much.

Neither Fan Xian nor Teng Zijing were taciturn people, but they saw Li Changlan keeping his eyes slightly closed.

The two of them stared dryly, resisting the thought of chatting, and closed their mouths tightly.

Until officially entering Kyoto.

The convoy just ran into Wang Qinian who came up to say hello at the city gate and was about to sell the map.

The two of them could be considered to have found a reason to speak openly and inquire about information, and their smiles were exceptionally bright.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fan Xian talked a lot in one breath, and inquired about all the big and small things in the capital city, until Li Changlan frowned slightly, and then left with some reluctance.

In contrast.

Perhaps it was because Fan Xian's enthusiasm was a little too hot, especially the fiery gaze, which made people feel that there was a big problem no matter how they looked at it.

Wang Qinian was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he didn't even dare to ask for money.

After Fan Xian's motorcade entered the city, he picked up the broken bamboo basket of the map and left quickly without looking back, not even daring to continue with the afternoon business.

Enter Kyoto.

Teng Zijing wanted to never endure this kind of suffering in the carriage again.

He found an excuse and couldn't wait to leave.

Fan Xian wanted to call the other party to stop, but who knew that Teng Zijing had a premonition, and ran off the carriage at a speed that could be called the pinnacle of life. In the blink of an eye, he had already run away without a trace.

Fan Xian had no choice but to put down the hand he had just raised.

Fortunately, it won't take long for the convoy to enter Fan's residence.

for a while.

Fan Xian's mood also improved a lot.

He saw Li Changlan on the side opened his eyes, looking at the streets of Kyoto through the window of the carriage, and thought that Li Changlan was also interested in Kyoto.

"Sir, is this really your first time in the capital?" Fan Xian asked.

"It's indeed the first time." Li Changlan glanced outside, and then stopped in a courtyard on the right where the door was slightly open, but no one was there.

Fan Xian did not notice the slight change in Li Changlan's expression.

He still had a smile on his face, curiously said: "Kyoto is a good place, it is much more prosperous than Danzhou, it is the largest city in our country, and the clothes we wear are not the same as ours, I guess You must like this place, sir."

"I don't think so." Li Changlan shook his head and said.

Fan Xian spent a very long time with Li Changlan, and has been responsible for taking care of Li Changlan's daily life, so it is easy to hear some hidden meaning from his tone.

He leaned against the car window, stuck his head out and looked out desperately.

"Sir, I don't see any fights or robberies in this place. Why don't you like it?"

In Fan Xian's impression.

Li Changlan spends money like water, no matter how you think about it, he should be very satisfied with the prosperous scene of Kyoto.

Li Changlan glanced at Fan Xian, then looked out of the window, and said leisurely: "There is no fight or quarrel, but you can kill someone with a weapon. Once you kill them, you will see a strange scene of a large number of young girls. It is estimated that there will be places like Kyoto. Danzhou may not be able to see it even if he wants to."

Fan Xian's expression changed when he heard Li Changlan's words.

"Is there such a thing?"

Li Changlan casually pointed to a distance of more than ten meters to the right, as an answer.

Fan Xian's personality is different from Li Changlan's. Although he has been more or less influenced by it, there are some things in his bones that are difficult to change.

He immediately jumped out of the carriage and was about to walk towards the courtyard beside him.

Who knew it would be this moment.

The red-armored knight who had been in front of the carriage had disappeared, replaced by an old man with a strange tone of voice.

Seeing Fan Xian leave the carriage, he immediately saluted.

"The guard has another important job. The villain sent the young master back to the mansion, and asked the young master Fan to return to the carriage!"

Fan Xian stopped, hesitating slightly.

He glanced quickly between the old man in front of him and the courtyard gate not far away.

At this time.

Li Changlan also got out of the carriage.

Li Changlan closed the fan, handed it to Fan Xian, and said, "Although your name is Fan Xian, you sound like a nosy person, but I still suggest you not to cause unnecessary trouble for yourself."

Fan Xian stood where he was, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, do you think I might be in danger if I take care of this nosy business?"

Li Changlan patted Fan Xian on the shoulder, a little displeased with Fan Xian's obviously superfluous questioning.

However, considering that Fan Xian had never seen him make a move, and was still in a state of ignorance of his own strength, it was reasonable to ask again for the sake of caution.

"With me here, you can't die." Li Changlan said helplessly.

of course.

Li Changlan also understood that this sentence sounded like Fan Xian was asking for Li Changlan's opinion.

In fact, Li Changlan knew Fan Xian very well as his student. Fan Xian would not change his mind at will just because of danger.

Fan Xian was willing to ask such a question, mainly because he wanted to see his own attitude.

If it were Li Changlan who encountered this kind of nonsense by himself, he would definitely not care about it, and he would just pass by without seeing it at all.

After receiving Li Changlan's clear answer, Fan Xian's somewhat serious expression suddenly relaxed.

He felt that the breath that had been suppressed in his chest since he entered the capital dissipated a lot immediately.

"Sir, I am relieved when you say that."

(End of this chapter)