Chapter 24 Fan Xian: Damn dog tycoon!
Although Fan Xian didn't know what his mother Ye Qingmei had done.

But he relied on his understanding of himself.

I guessed that Ye Qingmei was the time traveler.

What have you done?
He was determined to show off in front of the ancients, a group of country bumpkins, and he was very successful in doing so. He not only produced a variety of high-profit commodities such as glass, sugar, and cement, but also collected a lot of money.

He even used the names of Li Du.

He wrote the collection of poems called "Three Thousand Poems of Nanqing".

Fan Xian could guess it with his toes.

Two old gentlemen, Li Bai and Du Fu.

No matter which poem.

If it appeared in this era, it would cause a huge sensation and arouse the admiration of many literati and poets.

Not to mention three thousand poems!
It is estimated that those literati, those so-called poets, would be so ashamed that they would not dare to write again, and those students would be so angry that they would cry.

Changed, all changed, all the textbooks I just learned have been changed!

As soon as this collection of three thousand poems was published.

Even if Ye Qingmei was a woman, she would still be revered by the world as a literary giant, a great writer throughout the ages, and the greatest poet of all time.

Even those old stubborn ones.

I had to admit it.

If they relied on their status and qualifications to say that Ye Qingmei was a woman and could not become a literary giant, they would probably be drowned by the spit of those scholars.

what?
You are a big shot in the literary world, but you are not even as good as a woman!
what?
You are the Prime Minister of this dynasty, and you are not even as good as a woman!
what?
You are a literary man, but you are not even as good as a woman!
what?
You are a Hanlin scholar, but you are not even as good as a woman!
A few words.

Those old stubborn people can be made to blush and feel ashamed directly. It is just as the saying goes, after I enter the Pass, there will be great scholars to debate for me.

I wrote so many poems.

I made so much money.

I support so many people.

I have been in Beijing for so many years.

What are you? What are you?

Just by thinking about it, Fan Xian could already imagine how dazzling the light emanated from the woman named Ye Qingmei was over the years, crushing the entire era.

He sighed in his heart.

With this move, the other party reached the limit of a time traveler. He had money and fame, and easily left his name in history.

What’s even more terrifying is that the other party has actually joined the royal family, and his power and status have reached the peak.

How can this be called time travel?

She is clearly the heroine of a female-oriented novel!
Just as Fan Xian was sighing, he suddenly heard Zhang Tian raise his head and said to him with a smile, "I remember that Master has been busy with research these years, busy here for a while, busy there for a while, and it seems that he has not spent any time with you, Xiao San."

"I'm afraid, Xiao San, you don't even know what your master looks like?"

At the mention of this.

Fan Xian couldn't help rolling his eyes, firstly because Zhang Tian actually called him "mistress", a name that was disgusting no matter if it was given to a man or a woman.

The woman is a mistress and everyone scolds her.

The male mistress...

Not only was he scolded, he was also beaten.

As for the second reason...

That is, Fan Xian remembered what he had experienced over the years. Although he was nominally a prince, he had been imprisoned in the palace and taken care of by palace maids and eunuchs.

From small to large.

Only met his so-called dad a few times.

But the most fucked up thing is.

It seemed that Fan Xian had never seen his mother Ye Qingmei. After all, he was a time traveler and had memories as soon as he opened his eyes, but he did not look like Ye Qingmei at all.

As long as he asked the other party.

The Queen Mother told him that his mother had gone to a very far place...

Fan Xian thought she was screwed!
After all, this is a comforting phrase that adults often use to coax children!

But he never expected that... this sentence of going to a very far place was not a consolation to deceive people, but a true reality. The other party really ran to a very far place...

Fan Xian listened to Zhang Tian's tone and asked in disbelief, "Do you know where my mother is?"

Was there any mistake? !

I, her own son, don’t even know where my mother has gone.

You, an outsider, actually knew this.

Who is the biological child?

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, his face full of despair. He felt as if he was picked up, and from a trash can at that.

Ok.

He had a good premonition!
"Of course I know where the master is. She was busy the past two days. I just don't know if she can see you."

Zhang Tian said sincerely, "Master said you picked it up from a trash can. Although I don't know what the trash can means, maybe it means the temple."

WTF?

Fan Xian was stunned on the spot.

I was just kidding, did I really pick it up from the trash can?
He turned his head and looked at Emperor Qing, "Emperor father, please say something, say something quickly, some people say that your son is not his biological son!"
Unexpectedly, Emperor Qing nodded lightly.

Because Zhang Tian didn't lie.

Fan Xian.

This was the child that Ye Qingmei brought back from outside. Even Emperor Qing was not sure whether he was his biological son. After all, it was Ye Qingmei who raped him, and several times. This kind of scandal could not be recorded.

And there is no DNA identification technology.

Emperor Qing could only accept it with a pinch of his nose.

After all, he is the emperor.

What's wrong with raising someone's child if you're a little green on your head?

Affordable!
Of course, it’s not that Emperor Qing has a big mind, but the benefits that Ye Qingmei brings to him are really too great, the endless wealth of the huge Ye Chamber of Commerce, and the strength of the grandmaster Wu Zhu.

So Fan Xian.

It is the best bond between him and Ye Qingmei's strong feelings! !
This bond!
It is the most powerful force in the world!

Indestructible!!
Fan Xian: ...

Damn it, I shouldn’t have asked that question. Now my mom is gone, and now my dad is gone too.

Depressed Fan Xian.

He shamelessly followed Zhang Tian. Today he wanted to see what was going on with the time traveler Ye Qingmei.

What is your identity?
You said I was picked up from a trash can.

If you don’t turn me into a trash can, I’ll be angry with you!
He followed Zhang Tian out of the palace. This was the first time in so many years that Fan Xian walked out of the palace, out of this place that countless people desperately wanted to enter.

"Where is my mother?"

"Taiping Villa!"

"Wow! Such a big manor! It must have cost a lot of money, right?"

Fan Xian looked at the huge manor which was even bigger than the university he remembered, and he took a deep breath. He couldn't even imagine how much such a large property would cost in the capital city where every inch of land is worth a lot of money!
Less than 200,000 per square meter?

This manor is at least 500,000 square meters...

That would be one plus one equals one, one plus two equals two, two plus three equals six, three plus three equals nine… That’s a lot of money…

How many palus would it take to raise this?

Not eating or drinking for many years.

To earn it!
Zhang Tian was a little confused. "Is this small manor big? I have 27 of them. I'll give you one when the time comes. It's free."

Fan Xian: ...

Damn, I forgot this guy is the prince and the Qing Kingdom belongs to him!
Damn! Damn feudal royal family!
I, Fan Xian, will defeat you, will never reconcile with you, and will overthrow the oppression of you oppressors!

Oh, I am also a prince...

Never mind, I didn't say anything...

(End of this chapter)