Chapter 8 Fan Xian’s true life experience.

Fan Xian took out all the banknotes he had and placed them neatly on the table, totaling more than one hundred taels. He smiled shyly and said, "Brother Li, although I am the young master of the Fan family, I am only an illegitimate child, and my monthly pocket money is actually not much. It may be because I am still young and don't have much need for money, so over the years, I have saved this much money."

Fan Xian felt embarrassed because he knew the questions he would ask later and that the money was far from enough.

After hearing this, Li An said earnestly: "As your fellow villager, I will naturally give you some discounts. But you have to understand that everyone has their own principles. I can answer some ordinary questions for you free of charge, but when it comes to some 'secrets', there will naturally be a corresponding price."

This is not because Ang Lee is stingy, but because he knows that Fan Xian has his own path to growth. If his fate is changed rashly, it may not be better than in the original novel, but may be a case of forcing things to grow. Of course, if Fan Xian is very persistent in wanting to know the answer to something, Ang Lee will respect his choice and tell him the answer, but he will also charge a high fee to let him understand the weight of this information.

Wu Zhu, who had been silent, suddenly said, "I still have some banknotes here." He seemed to be worried that he had not expressed himself clearly, and then added, "These are left by the young lady." Obviously, he saw that Fan Xian needed more funds, so he decided to help. After all, in Wu Zhu's view, all of the young lady's belongings belonged to Fan Xian, and what he had also belonged to Fan Xian.

As he spoke, Wu Zhu took out a wooden box with banknotes from the room, walked to the table, sat down, and placed the box in front of Li An. Li An opened it and saw that there were quite a lot of banknotes inside, more than four thousand taels in total. He frowned slightly, realizing that Fan Xian was going to get to the bottom of it this time.

Fan Xian said seriously, "Of course I know that some things have a price, and I also know something about your business. Isn't that what is written in those books? You will also pay a corresponding price for prying into the secrets of heaven. And now that I want to know the answer, I naturally cannot sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor."

Li An nodded to show his understanding and said, "Ask."

Fan Xian took a deep breath and looked at Li An firmly and said, "I want to know my life experience, all the information related to me, or what kind of information there is in the future. I would like you to tell me everything you know." Li An nodded again to show his agreement. Seeing Li An's agreement, Fan Xian seemed very happy and expectant.

"Okay, the cost of these problems is already all the money here. Then I will start from the beginning. Your mother's name is Ye Qingmei, you know this, and your father, I mean your biological father, not Fan Jian!"

Fan Xian exclaimed: "What? Who is that?" He seemed very surprised, but soon realized his mistake, so he quickly shut his mouth and stopped interrupting Li An.

Li An went on to say: "You are indeed an illegitimate child, but you are the illegitimate child of the current emperor of Qing, Emperor Qing, and Ye Qingmei!"

Fan Xian could no longer remain seated, so he stood up with an expression of disbelief on his face. Wu Zhu also tilted his head mechanically, as if he was trying to think about something.

Li An continued, "This is the truth. You are the prince of Qing. However, very few people know this secret, including the old lady of the Fan Mansion. Of course, you are not a stupid person. If you ask her directly, she will naturally not tell you anything. You need to experience and figure out these things yourself in the future. Observe the attitude of those who are really at the top towards you, and then you can truly believe what I say."

Li An glanced at Wu Zhu and continued, "In fact, the Master Wu Zhu next to you should also know this secret, but he has forgotten a lot of things."

Fan Xian stared at Wu Zhu with wide eyes, as if trying to find some clues from his expression.

Li An continued, "If my prediction is correct, next year a red-armored knight will come to Danzhou City to take you to the capital. I calculated your fate and found that it conflicts with the ox. When you arrive in the capital, you must be careful of people, things, or places related to the ox, because you will encounter a disaster in this regard."

Li An revealed this information to Fan Xian in advance because he knew that in the near future, Fan Xian would learn about his true life experience during his trip to Northern Qi. Fan Xian is a smart man. Even if he knew these things, he would keep everything in his heart. Moreover, if Wu Zhu recalled the relationship between his lady Ye Qingmei and Emperor Qing in advance, he would tell Fan Xian. Fan Xian asked, "Do you know how to help my uncle Wu Zhu recover his memory?" Wu Zhu also turned to look at Li An.

Li An replied, "I know some methods, but memory recovery cannot rely on external forces, it mainly depends on himself. What I can tell you is that the reason why Lord Wuzhu lost his memory is because he used to go to a place called the Temple to fight. If you want to fully recover your memory, in addition to a long period of self-repair, you have to go back to the Temple. These are my answers for free. As for what the Temple is and where it is located, I can't answer you if the price is not enough."

Fan Xian asked, "How much will it cost to be enough?"

Li An looked at Fan Xian and fell into silence. After a long while, he said, "A lot! So much that you can't afford it!"

The temple contains vast resources not found in this world and a large number of advanced technologies. Its location is so important that it is even more dangerous than knowing its secrets.

Fan Xian's mood suddenly became heavy. It seemed that Uncle Wu Zhu's amnesia could only be solved by other methods, or by waiting for time to slowly recover. He watched Li An put away the banknotes on the stone table, and realized that he had lost the bargaining chip to continue asking questions. However, he still couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart and asked:
"What kind of person is Uncle Wuzhu? You should know why he... has no desires and won't age? He looked like this when I was a child. Now, after so many years, he hasn't changed at all and still looks like he's in his early twenties!"

Li An stared at Wu Zhu and said slowly, "To talk about this Lord Wu Zhu, we must mention your mother, Ye Qingmei. Wu Zhu is your mother's servant, and they both come from the same place - the temple!" Seeing Fan Xian once again stunned by shock, he continued, "As for more detailed information, the price is not enough."

Fan Xian gritted his teeth and said, "How much silver do you need? I can give it to you when I have it."

Li An shook his head and said, "This problem is less costly than the previous one, but it also requires a lot."

Fan Xian's face was filled with helplessness. Unexpectedly, Li An's next words made him hesitate.

"I don't need to pay you for the detailed information about your mother and Wu Zhu. However, I need you to exchange it for the martial arts you practiced, the Tyrannical Qi."

Hearing that Li An could even accurately name the technique he practiced, Fan Xian knew that Li An really understood the situation. Although he was young and had not been exposed to other techniques, he could understand the power of Tyrannical Qi.

He was only 15 years old and had already entered the eighth rank of warriors, reaching the lower eighth rank of warriors. Although he did not know any martial arts moves, after so many years of beating and education by Uncle Wu Zhu, he could barely be considered to be able to do it. Now that his true qi was bursting, according to Uncle Wu Zhu, even if he faced someone above the eighth rank, he could handle it. However, "Badao Zhenqi" was just as its name suggested, very overbearing. Not only could it not last long, but it would also be very harmful to the body if used too much.

So, with great hesitation, Fan Xian turned and looked at Wu Zhu.

Wu Zhu said, "I gave it to you, so it's yours and you can do with it as you please. That's what the young lady told me."

(End of this chapter)