Chapter 119 Gritting Teeth Fan Ruoruo said. "Father suspected that he was the one who instigated you to fight with Guo Baokun and forced you to become an enemy of the prince." Fan Xian was speechless. Just relying on Versace's IQ? "Okay, I got it. You wait here and I'll take care of it." After saying that, he turned around and left. After a few steps, he came back and pointed at Fan Ruoruo. "Next time, let's talk about the important things first and chat afterwards, okay? You have such a brain, eh!" Fan Ruoruo pursed her lips and said "oh". Fan Xian shook his head and turned to leave. …… Versace had been kneeling at the door of the study for most of the day. His knees were aching slightly, and he could only pound his knees from time to time to relieve the pain for a while. Suddenly a voice came from above my head.
"Does your knee hurt?" Versace raised his head, saw that it was Fan Xian, and nodded. Fan Xian had a blank expression on his face and his voice was a little deep. "Get up." How dare Versace? "Dad told me to kneel, I dare not stand up!" Fan Xian nodded. "I'll go talk to him." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the study. Versace called out, but Fan Xian seemed not to hear it. He went straight into the study and closed the door. Not long after, Aunt Liu came quietly and scared Versace. Aunt Liu stood outside the study door and eavesdropped on Fan Xian's words praising Versace. Only then did she suddenly realize that she seemed to have never paid attention to her son's strengths, and the way she looked at Versace had changed. After a long time, the study door opened and Fan Jian and Fan Xian walked out. Fan Jian was persuaded by Fan Xian's reasoning and emotional appeal. Not only did he exempt Fan Sizhe from punishment, he also allowed him to make a request. After Versace confirmed that he was not bluffing, he thought about it and came up with an idea. "Dad, I want to play Pai Gow with you." Fan Jian was stunned when he heard this, Aunt Liu frowned when he heard this, and only Fan Xian smiled after hearing this. Fan Jian glanced at Fan Xian, agreed, and asked Fan Sizhe to wait in the hall first. Fan Xian quietly watched Versace walk away before turning to look at Fan Jian.
"Teng Zijing, you have to let him go." Fan Jian narrowed his eyes and didn't even look at Fan Xian. "This person had a record in the Ministry of Justice before, and he returned to Beijing with you. I'm afraid he has ulterior motives." Fan Xian seemed not to have heard and spoke bluntly. "he is my friend!" Fan Jian then turned and looked at Fan Xian. "The word 'friend' is too luxurious in Kyoto!" Fan Xian looked at Fan Jian quietly without saying anything. Seeing the determination in the boy's eyes, Fan Jian sighed. "Okay, I'll have him released. Just be careful." Fan Xian smiled. "Didn't we agree on this in the study? Why didn't you apologize to Versace just now?" Fan Jian's face immediately turned dark. He snorted, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left. "How can a father apologize to his son?" Fan Xian laughed in silence, and when he turned to leave, he found that Aunt Liu had returned. "Auntie?" Liu Ruyu walked up to him. "I owe you a favor this time. From today on, as long as you don't make trouble again, I will no longer be your enemy." Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, smiled, and nodded slightly. Liu Ruyu bowed and turned to leave. Fan Xian looked at Aunt Liu's back, shook his head, and walked towards the backyard. …… Fan Xian and Teng Zijing walked into their own courtyard side by side. Tengzijing Road. "Your guards couldn't catch me at all. I didn't resist because of you." Fan Xian was happy. "So I still have to thank you?" Teng Zijing had no way of responding to this and could only change the subject.
"Did you get the document?" Fan Xian looked down at his feet and kicked a stone away. "without!" Teng Zijing was stunned for a moment. "Why?" Fan Xian reminded. "beware of the steps." Fan Xian only answered after the two men had climbed the stairs. "Because it's not needed anymore." Teng Zijing grabbed Fan Xian. "What do you mean no longer needed?" Seeing his serious face, Fan Xian didn't keep him in suspense any longer. "Because I already know the whereabouts of your wife and children, there is no need for any documents." Upon hearing this, Teng Zijing's pupils widened, and he grabbed Fan Xian's arms with both hands and asked excitedly. "You know? Where are they?" Fan Xian laughed. "To be precise, it's not that I know, but someone knows." "Who?" Fan Xian looked at his arm. "Let me go first, let's go back to the house and I'll tell you slowly, okay?" Teng Zijing looked at his hands, quickly let go, and said embarrassedly. "I'm sorry, I was so excited to hear the news about my wife and children. You know I..." Fan Xian patted his shoulder. "I understand. Let's go back to the house first." The two entered the house, Fan Xian sat down on the tea table, and Teng Zijing stood beside him. Fan Xian took a sip of tea and noticed that Teng Zijing was still standing. "Well, sit down. Aren't you thirsty?" Teng Zijing shook his head.
"Not thirsty!" Fan Xian did not force it. He drank the tea in the cup and put it down. Then he told Wang Qinian the news he had heard in the Supervisory Office. "Lao Wang is a good person. I think what he did was right. You should really thank him!" Teng Zijing nodded heavily. "It should." Fan Xian hummed. "He'll come over tonight and take us to your wife and children!" Teng Zijing asked. "Didn't you say the specific time?" Fan Xian shook his head, looked at Teng Zijing's anxious look, and smiled. "Well, it's good enough that they are willing to make the trip. Of course, it depends on their convenience. It's not my place to set the time." Teng Zijing thought about it and felt a little embarrassed. "I'm impatient." Fan Xian poured himself another cup of tea. "Be patient and wait. You have waited for so many days. You can sit down now!" Teng Zijing thought about it and agreed. He took a few deep breaths to suppress his excitement and sat down opposite Fan Xian. Fan Xian also poured him a cup of tea. "Do you know Xu Yunzhang from the Supervisory Council?" Teng Zijing took the teacup and nodded. "Yes, just like me, everywhere." Fan Xian put down the teapot. "He was the one who forged the fake secret order for the assassination in Tanzhou!" Teng Zijing was stunned when he heard this. "If we find him, won't we know who is behind this?" Fan Xian picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Do you know who he usually hangs out with?" Teng Zijing shook his head. "I'm not familiar with him. We know each other but we don't have much interaction." Fan Xian was a little disappointed, as he thought he could get some clues from Teng Zijing.
Teng Zijing's expression suddenly changed. Fan Xian noticed it. "What did you think of?" Teng Zijing spoke. "I thought that maybe there really is a place where I can find out some news about Xu Yunzhang before he died." Fan Xian was surprised and delighted when he heard this. "Where? Let's go straight there." Tengzijing Road. "I am a dead man now, it is not convenient for me to show up there." Fan Xian was stunned for a moment. "Then I can go too." Upon hearing this, Teng Zijing looked Fan Xian up and down and suddenly asked a question. "How tall are you?" "what?" Fan Xian was a little confused. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Teng Zijing explained. "The place I'm talking about is a shop that sells news. If you want to buy news there, you need to wear a special nightgown. Do you have a ruler? I'll help you measure it." Fan Xian suddenly realized. "Yes, yes, yes." After Teng Zijing measured his size, he just asked him to wait and turned away. Fan Xian felt a little bored as he suddenly had some free time. Fan Ruoruo went to play mahjong with Fan Sizhe, leaving him the only one left in the yard. Fan Xian turned and walked towards the craft table. He had not finished making the humidifier yet, but when he was almost in front of the table, he suddenly stopped. He suddenly remembered the task Mei Cheng'an had assigned to him. Fan Xian slapped his forehead, leaned on it, and turned back to the bedroom. …… It's getting dark. backyard. Versace stood up and slammed a pair of cards on the table, glancing around.
"King of Heaven, don't even look at it, I'm going to kill them all, pay up, pay up, pay up!" As a result, Fan Jian, Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo didn't react at all. Versace looked around and finally looked at Fan Ruoruo. "Come on, sis." Fan Ruoruo rolled her eyes and spread her hands. "No money." This is what Versace was waiting for. "It's okay if you don't have money, sister. I have money, come and borrow it from me. You are my sister after all, so I'll calculate it based on 9 in and 13 out, how about that?" Fan Ruoruo stared at him with a smile and asked, "What do you think?" Liu Ruyu looked at her son's high-spirited appearance and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth in satisfaction. Fan Jian suddenly spoke at this time, his tone was very calm. "It's getting dark. Let's stop here for today." After saying this, he threw the only two silver coins left on his table to Versace, then sneered, glanced at Versace, and stood up. Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo quickly stood up and, together with Versace, respectfully saw Fan Jian off. After Fan Jian left, the three of them sat back down. Versace looked somewhat doubtful and looked at Liu Ruyu. "Mom, I won all my dad's money, why didn't he scold me?" Liu Ruyu and Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but smile when they heard this. Fan Ruoruo stood up. "I'm going back." After saying that, he bowed to Liu Ruyu, who nodded in response. Fan Ruoruo turned around and left under the escort of the maid who held the lamp. Liu Ruyu waited until Fan Ruoruo left before asking Versace in a low voice. "Hey, what do you think of Fan Xian?" Versace used the card pusher to hook the two pieces of silver in the middle in front of him, looked up at Liu Ruyu, and replied. "Not bad, pretty good, he can do martial arts and write books. His books are very good and sell very well. We even talked about opening a bookstore together." Liu Ruyu nodded. "It seems that you have listened to what mother said. This is very good. Fan Xian can still teach you something." Versace responded casually and looked at the silver left on Liu Ruyu's table. "Well, do you still want this money?"
Liu Ruyu was stunned for a moment and was amused by her son. …… After leaving the front hall, Fan Ruoruo did not return to her own yard, but went to Fan Xian's courtyard. When she walked into the bedroom, Fan Xian was writing furiously at his desk. Fan Xian noticed someone entering the room and looked up. Seeing it was Fan Ruoruo, he spoke. "I'm here. Please sit down first. I'll finish writing in a moment." After saying that, he lowered his head and continued writing. Fan Ruoruo walked to the table, took a look, and spoke in surprise. "Brother, why did you suddenly think of writing Red Mansions?" Fan Xian didn't even raise his head, and wrote so fast that he looked like a shadow. His handwriting was extremely sloppy, and he said through gritted teeth. "I was fooled by a bastard!" …… (End of this chapter)