Chapter 78: I should think so

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and then stood up directly in front of the greenhouse, straightened his waist, and quietly looked at Yun Zhilan who was singing brightly.

At this time, the people around Jianlu were kneeling. Even members of the Qing State mission also knelt sincerely in front of the coffin of the great master Sigujian. This was the subtle etiquette that His Majesty the Emperor of Qing State personally approved before coming, and no one had any problems.

So Fan Xian stood up long and looked particularly dazzling. There were thousands of people inside and outside, and only he and Yun Zhilan stood in front of the black coffin.

Fan Xian was unwilling to kneel down in this life. In addition to his parents in heaven and earth, he was not very happy even when he went to court to kneel down in the emperor. Today, he was willing to kneel down with sincerity, which was to respect the strong and the dead. However, the last words passed by Yun Zhilan shocked him and turned all his slight respect for Sigujian into a faint anger.

Everyone heard the last words of Sigujian that Yun Zhilan reposted. This was the words that the Thirteenth Son of Jianlu knelt in front of the bed and heard at the same time. Yun Zhilan would not make false, nor dared to make false. So everyone turned their attention to Lord Xiao Fan, who had already stood up suddenly.

Mother's origin in Dongyi?

Teach sword skills personally?

Really a big material?

Host to open the house?

Countless pairs of shocked, puzzled and interesting eyes hit Fan Xian, but did not make his clothes tremble at all. He just looked at Yun Zhilan quietly, as if he wanted to argue whether this sentence was his own auditory hallucination or something.

Four information was revealed in a simple sentence, and four Sigujian wanted to announce the information of the people of the world.

Fan Xian's mother is Ye Qingmei. Although Ye Qingmei helped the rise of Qing Kingdom in the world, she should be considered a person from Dongyi City after all. This is not a secret. As for the fact that she personally taught sword skills, since Sigujian said so in the last words, everyone naturally believed it. A great master was qualified to teach Xiao Fan the true meaning of Sigujian. As for the evaluation of being a big talent, everyone also believed that Xiao Fan could afford it.

The problem is that the information all reveals a scent, a close taste, and a taste that wants to pull Fan Xian to Dongyi City.

Maternal line refers to blood ties. Teaching swords means master and apprenticeship, and Dacai is Dongyi City’s recognition of Fan Xian.

As for letting Fan Xian host the opening of the house in the end, it is the top priority.

Jianlu has been around for decades, and there has been a ceremony for opening the hut to collect disciples, but it has only been in the past twenty years. Every time the person presided over the hut opening ceremony is not someone else, but Sigujian himself.

In addition to the three years of serious injury and waiting to die, Sigujian attached great importance to the opening ceremony of Jianlu. This also created a default in the world.

Anyone who presides over the opening of the hut must be the owner of Jianlu.

The last words of Sigujian designated Fan Xian to open the hut, so naturally he handed over the sword hut with countless masters and three generations of disciples.

This was indeed something Fan Xian didn't expect. In the past two days, he had been thinking about how to use the twelve swords besides Yun Zhilan for his own use. Shisanlang didn't need to think about it. He had already figured out the temperament of this young man, so what about the other sword masters?

Unexpectedly, Sigu Jian thought about this problem for him in advance and solved it. However, the solution to this problem made Fan Xian confused for a moment.

Three messages, one will be left to you. The sword hut belongs to you. From now on, if the words of Sigujian were said by you, a mountain gate would belong to you. It seems to be a wonderful thing, but Fan Xian knew that behind the beauty was actually the ruthlessness hidden by Sigujian.

This is a needle, which was stabbed between Fan Xian and the Emperor Laozi. As a celebrant, he became the master of Jianlu. What would the emperor think in his heart? No matter how the emperor trusts Fan Xian, he can watch the power in Fan Xian’s hands become stronger and stronger? Especially when Dongyi City shows that he is so close and loyal to Fan Xian!

Even though the emperor has a mind like the sea and confidence like the sun and the moon, he doesn't care about anything at all, but what about emotions? Humans are animals controlled by emotions. The emperor definitely doesn't like his illegitimate child being too bright, and he is even about to shine himself.

There can only be a sun in the sky.

Fan Xian stared at Yun Zhilan's lips, and then he realized that before he died, Sigu Jian finally slapped himself and dug a hole to jump down.

Yun Zhilan seemed to have not noticed his gaze at all, and naturally finished all the last words of Sigu Jian, then walked to Fan Xian, bowed respectfully, and said, "Please."

What are you invited? Please sit down? Please wait. Fan Xian sneered in the corner of his lips, and he subconsciously glanced down the field from the corner of his eyes. At this time, everyone in the field had already stood up, but they were still staring at everything that was happening in front of the black coffin with that shocked expression.

Fan Xian glanced at the mission officials, especially the Minister of Rites. The Minister of Rites sensed his gaze, frowned and thought for a long time, and nodded slowly.

The exchange of ideas between the two adults within the Qing State delegation ended here. The Minister of Rites naturally knew what Mr. Xiao Fan was worried about, but he saw that Dongyi City was about to surrender. He did not want to affect the overall situation because of this incident. The people of Qing had too strong ambitions for opening the border and expanding the land, so that the Minister believed that His Majesty would not be angry because Mr. Xiao Fan accepted the position of the master of Jianlu without authorization.

Fan Xian thought silently for a long time, evaluating the pros and cons of the matter in his mind, especially guessing how the emperor would react after he knew about this matter.

Yun Zhilan was not in a hurry, looked at him with a slight sarcasm and waited for him to respond.

Fan Xian knew what the other party was mocking, just like what his father said, and he was indeed a bit of a rat in his performance, not very straightforward. But... these people didn't know that those who want to do great things must be cautious, let alone face the unfathomable emperor.

Finally, Fan Xian took a deep breath and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Ling Shi was dead and he still refused to let me go."

"Since I want to help Lord Xiao Fan achieve unparalleled achievements, the disciples of Jianlu naturally have to join the tent of the master." Yun Zhilan seemed unable to hear the sharpness in his words and said, "It's getting late, please take the sword. Then go to open the cottage."

Fan Xian didn't move, and suddenly asked, "After opening the Lu, will the disciples of Jianlu all obey my instructions?"

"good."

"What about you?" He looked at Yun Zhilan's eyes and said with a smile: "If I asked you to dig 36,000 earthworms, would you agree?"

Digging earthworms is an interesting passage in another story in another world. Yun Zhilan has never heard of it, but it does not prevent his answer from being extremely quick. It is obvious that whether it is the dead Sigu Jian or the current Tianshi, he has been fully prepared for Fan Xian's question.

"I am now the lord of Dongyi City. Since I am appointed as an official, I will break out of the hut." Yun Zhilan sighed, but there was no confusion in his words. "Now I am no longer a member of Jianlu, so I can't control me."

"So that's it." Fan Xian thought to himself that Sigu Jian was not completely relieved, and he still wanted to make the most difficult Yun Zhilan out of trouble. After pausing, he returned with a slightly sarcastic smile and said, "But don't forget that the position of the lord of Dongyi City, you still need the imperial seal of Emperor Daqing. If Your Majesty doesn't like you, you can't do it."

Yun Zhilan's expression remained unchanged. He replied: "I think Mr. Xiao Fan should make this happen."

The two of them spoke very lowly, and they stood alone in front of the black coffin, and unexpectedly others could hear it. Fan Xian understood that his words were about to see whether he was willing to cooperate with the power of Dongyi City or even form an alliance. Or whether he returned to the identity of a pure minister in Qing State.

The move that suddenly appeared after Sigu Jian died did disrupt Fan Xian's plan. He had to worry about the reaction from Kyoto and His Majesty's reaction. However, although this move was a bit heartbroken, it was not unacceptable to Fan Xian. At least it was much better than the situation he had ever been extremely worried and afraid of.

He was always afraid that after his death, Sigu Jian would suddenly die with a shadow as the master of Jianlu.

In that case, the Sigu Jian would be equivalent to forcing Fan Xian and his team's power to turn against His Majesty the Emperor.

Although this scene may also cause some gaps between Fan Xian and the emperor, Sigu Jian still kindly gave Fan Xian more time to prepare.

Thinking of the thin master's so many secret tricks before his death, Fan Xian couldn't help but sigh, and thought of the secret tricks that Kuhe had set in Xiliang and Kyoto before his death. Only then did he realize that the master's realm lies not only in martial arts cultivation, but in human hearts and worldly affairs. All are wonderful hearts and mysterious thoughts.

Fan Xian lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then looked at the Minister of Rites below. He nodded slightly, and then gently held Yun Zhilan's hand.

Yun Zhilan frowned slightly.

"Smile, since you are acting, you must act beautifully. We will become partners in the future, just like my Daqing court and your Dongyi City."

Fan Xian did not look at him, but smiled and raised Yun Zhilan's hand.

The second generation of Master Jianlu and the unknown generation of Lord Dongyi City held hands tightly, in front of countless audiences before the black coffin of the Sigujian.

The opening ceremony of the hut was not complicated, but there was a sacred feeling. Fan Xian himself did not have a sacred belief in the sword, but when he gently pushed open the closed door of the hut, he found that the attitude of the disciples of the hut was faintly changing. The kind of respect and cooperation began to have a heartfelt meaning, even Wang Shisanlang was no exception.

After the meeting, Fan Xian returned to the Nanqing Mission and entered a quiet room with the Minister of Rites. This time it was just a ceremony to open the hut and the second negotiation. Although the negotiations went very smoothly, it was still the final merging gate. Therefore, the highest-level officials sent by the Qing State were Fan Xian, the Minister.

If we really want to declare the world and return to Nanqing, we are afraid that not only the Minister of Rites, but even His Majesty the Emperor may be very interested in coming here in person, accepting the map, and enjoying the worship of thousands of Dongyi people who were once a foreign country.

The Minister of Rites looked at Mr. Xiao Fan and said in a speechless manner. After a while, he said in a harmonious voice: "Mr. Mr., don't be too upset. What is Dongyi City thinking? We know it clearly. If you are not surprised, you will lose your own mistakes."

"Although that's the case, it's always inappropriate." Fan Xian sighed and said gently: "I have to ask the Lord to write a memorial and send it back to Kyoto, so that His Majesty can know about this matter as soon as possible."

He couldn't help but worry and said, "If I hadn't been forced to do it all at once, according to the theory, I would have to have the will to take over."

"The people in Dongyi City are still a little unwilling to accept it." The minister shook his head and said, "But your Majesty is wise, you can definitely see these people's excellence at a glance."

Fan Xian smiled, knowing that the minister saw his worries, but the other party didn't know his inner thoughts. Of course, he wouldn't say it out loud, frowned and said, "It seems that I have to go back to Beijing once."

"Although the negotiations are going well, the resistance in Dongyi City is still very strong." The Minister of Rites turned his eyes and said, "If there is no young master in charge, I am afraid that things will change. Before coming, your Majesty will strictly order and make this matter complete. I think the master will continue to be in charge here. These specific reasons will be reported to the court by the lower officials."

Fan Xian was waiting for this sentence, and after thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Fan Xian had a stone pressing on his heart. He knew that the identity of the master of Jianlu would not make the emperor weaken his trust in him immediately. However, over the years, he has done a lot of things that he has done too much, and is digging out the meat from that trust. Who knows that one day, the piece of meat will be eaten up by himself.

Sigujian was to prevent Fan Xian from selling Dongyi City in the future - he sold Dongyi City to Fan Xian first. He would rather give it to Fan Xian than to Emperor Qing. If Sigujian lost the bet, it would be just such an ending. No matter how much Fan Xian and the emperor make trouble, what would happen to Sigujian who was locked up again?

Fan Xian once again came to the coast outside Dongyi City. He squinted his eyes and sat on the bluestone, looking at the slowly rising and falling white waves, as if he saw Sigu Jian's cold but emotional eyes inside.

"We are pushing me to that road. Have you ever thought that I will have a lot of hard work?" Fan Xian asked, looking at the Sigujian in the waves.

Sigu Jian seemed to answer: "Should I love you and Qingren?"

Fan Xian shook his head.

Sigu Jian said, "So whether you are suffering or not, whether you are in trouble in the country, what does it have to do with me?"

Fan Xian looked at the waves and said with a smile: "I can suffer, but I can't die, and the Qing Kingdom cannot be in chaos. I love Qing Kingdom more than your Dongyi City."

"It's our Dongyi City."

"I'm a Qingren."

"You are not a Qingren, you are the world."

Fan Xian slowly woke up from his sleep, thinking that he was not actually the world's people, but why did he not want to leave this world's people? Could it be... the glory of idealism left by his mother in this body has finally begun to spread out?

Do your best and leave your fate. If you can't stop the bloody war and change the changes in history, then leave this world and live your own life.
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