Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 119 I accepted

When Fan Xian first came to the capital, he was not clear about the specific division of forces in the palace.

However, after such an operation by Li Changlan.

He understood, at least from the looks of it, the people in Kyoto should be divided into two groups, one group wanted to harm him, while the other group wanted to protect him.

In combination, the red armored knight was transferred away just now.

He faintly realized that he came to the capital not just to meet his father, and he might have been involved in an extremely dangerous maelstrom in the court without knowing it.

"Sir, now I kind of understand why grandma doesn't let me come to the capital." Fan Xian said with emotion.

"It's okay, it seems that you're not so stupid that you can't be saved." Seeing Fan Xian's expression gradually calm down, Li Changlan withdrew his long sword casually.

Fan Xian nodded thoughtfully, thinking through many things in an instant.

Before Fan Xian came here, he thought that the biggest danger of this trip was that the wife named Liu Ruyu married after his father would be nothing more than a fight for family property.

It's a big deal for him.

Relying on the memories that no one else has in his mind, he casually made some novelty gadgets, and wouldn't he easily make a lot of money from him?

Now it seems that his thinking is a bit too superficial.

What puzzled Li Changlan was that Fan Xian's thoughts still didn't seem to have changed.

"Sir, I want to save this group of people." Fan Xian said firmly.

Li Changlan frowned, and looked Fan Xian up and down, "Since you know that these women who seem to be victims are actually the ones who want to hurt you the most, why do you still want to save them? Could it be because of overflowing sympathy?" ?”

"It's just that they don't deserve death." Fan Xian shook his head and said.

"Must we save?" Li Changlan asked, raising his brows.

"It's not necessary to save them. It's true that they came to harm me, but with their identities as maids and servants, they have no right to decide what can be done and what can't be done. Even if they disagree, they will die."

Fan Xian looked at the group of women kneeling on the ground and chuckled lightly.

"Besides, I'm fine. If I can be saved, it's best to save it. It's considered a good deed."

"If there is really nothing to be done, we can only blame them for their bad lives."

Li Changlan fell silent after listening to Fan Xian's explanation.

Fan Xian's request sounded a little ridiculous at first glance.

However, Li Changlan also understood that, as a person with two memories in his mind, Fan Xian always had strong contradictions and conflicts in certain viewpoints.

Compared with most people who have the memories of time travelers but have gradually adapted to life in later generations.

Fan Xian obviously cared more about the extra memory in his mind, and always took it as the main body.

This also caused him to care more about life and equality.

to the opposite.

Li Changlan is a personal experiencer who climbed up from the bottom step by step.

He doesn't believe in the true sense of equality in the world. To put it bluntly, in his eyes, these are basically self-deceiving statements, false bubbles that can be popped at a poke.

For Fan Xian, who had a completely different view of life from himself.

Li Changlan still felt that Fan Xian would gradually change in the future, and would be assimilated by the rules and ideas of this world, but as Fan Xian's teacher, he couldn't just extinguish the fire burning in young people's hearts.

Not long after, Li Changlan made a decision.

Li Changlan looked at Fan Xian and said, "I can't save it, or if I make a move, a small matter can easily turn into a big one, and it will end badly for both parties."

"Actually, your face may be bigger than you think."

Fan Xian shook his head, denying Li Changlan's statement.

"Sir, don't be joking, I don't have any face, I don't even know where these people come from, and who sent them, and you didn't see them, I asked them, they didn't even pay attention I."

"It's very simple, they don't want you to die is enough to represent a lot of information." Li Changlan said.

"Huh?" Fan Xian had a keen mind, and he heard a lot of meaning from Li Changlan's words, and understood that Li Changlan was really telling him how to solve this problem.

Fan Xian turned around and tentatively took a few steps closer to the group of soldiers.

"I'm Fan Xian, why don't you sell me some face?"

After a sentence.

No one answered.

Seeing that the group of soldiers did not speak, Fan Xian felt that his question just now was stupid, rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, and turned to look at Li Changlan.

"Fan Xian, tell me about you, what else can you do?" Li Changlan gave Fan Xian a blank look, with a disgusted expression on his face, which made Fan Xian cover his face with his hands embarrassingly, feeling a little ashamed.

Li Changlan then walked towards the door and brought the old man back together.

I don't know what Li Changlan said to him.

After entering the courtyard, the old man gave the group of people a wink, and the soldiers put their long knives back into their sheaths and walked away in an orderly manner.

soon.

Only Li Changlan, Fan Xian, and the group of women were left in the courtyard.

"What are you going to do with this group of people?" Li Changlan asked.

"Let it go, what else can I do?" Fan Xian said.

"If you let them go with good intentions, they will still die." Li Changlan didn't care what these women thought, and directly pointed out their ending.

To disobey an order is death, and to accept an order is death.

No matter which dynasty the weak are in, they cannot control their own destiny, and it has almost become an iron law.

"Then why don't you take them all away, sir?" Fan Xian joked, not really caring whether Li Changlan answered the question or not.

Unexpectedly, it was just said casually.

Li Changlan actually seemed to be thinking, and gave an answer.

"That's fine. Anyway, these people are palace maids. No matter their age or appearance, they are all superior. They take care of members of the royal family or powerful people. They should be much better than ordinary maids."

Fan Xian saw that Li Changlan really seemed to have such an idea.

He was also taken aback by Li Changlan's crazy thoughts, and hastily reminded: "Sir, are you not afraid of offending people who shouldn't be offended, and getting yourself involved in troubles that have nothing to do with you?"

Li Changlan lightly brushed off his sleeves, and said calmly: "I hate other people causing me trouble, but the trouble I make myself is generally not included."

"Besides, even if you do get into trouble, you will be the first to be implicated."

understood.

If something happens, I will die first.

Fan Xian sighed, and said helplessly, "All right, anyway, sir, you are so good at escaping."

"I'll learn from you seriously in the future. After I graduate, if I really find out that I've offended someone I can't afford to offend, I'll run away at worst." Fan Xian pretended to be relaxed and smiled, explaining himself.

Li Changlan lowered his head and glanced at the group of maids with different expressions in the yard, pointed to the door casually, and said, "Fan Xian, you go out first and wait for me outside the door for a while."

Fan Xian responded, didn't ask any more questions, and honestly waited outside.

After a while.

Li Changlan pushed open the closed door and walked out again.

It's just that there were only a few women left who followed Li Changlan, and all of them were cowering, obviously frightened.

The group of them lowered their heads, and none of them dared to look up at Li Changlan.

Fan Xian frowned, and looked at Li Changlan with a complicated expression. He was still the same Li Changlan who never put things around him in his eyes.

When living in Danzhou.

Li Changlan does not show the mountains and does not show the water, basically only showing some skills that ordinary people would use in daily life.

What impresses him the most is that his life is a bit too extravagant.

But beyond that, think about it in detail.

In Fan Xian's memory, Li Changlan was indeed in line with the refined style of a scholar, regardless of his clothing and appearance, or his indifferent personality.

Not to mention killing people, even cooking and killing chickens is left to Fan Xian.

But even though Fan Xian didn't see what Li Changlan did in the courtyard just now, he could easily guess it.

In particular, Fan Xian has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and is also proficient in using poison. His five senses are extremely keen, and he can clearly smell the faint smell of blood coming from the courtyard, as well as the unique smell of some strange toxin, which almost verified his guess. .

"Fan Xian, why are you looking at me like that?" Li Changlan frowned slightly seeing Fan Xian staring at him.

Fan Xian smiled shyly, and said, "Actually, it's nothing. I just feel that I haven't understood Mister."

(End of this chapter)