Chapter 32 Secretary Dakang, is that you?

Sometimes Fan Xian really felt that Zhang Tian in front of him was the protagonist in the legend.

And his mother.

Ye Qingmei is the heroine!

After all, these two guys are at the same level as the protagonists in terms of background, talent and appearance.

This is not.

As soon as I went out, I was able to directly unlock the legendary scene of showing off and getting slapped in the face. This guy, Guo Baokun, is obviously here to give experience to the protagonist by showing off and getting slapped in the face!
Definitely the treatment of the protagonist!

Fan Xian was suddenly stunned. If he followed his idea, Zhang Tian would be the male protagonist, his mother would be the female protagonist, and they would be a master-disciple relationship, just like the routine of a melodramatic novel.

There must have been some ambiguity between the two of them, which led to them being spurned by the world, forced to separate, and then tortured in various ways, and finally getting together.

When I think about what Zhang Tian was just chatting about.

I don't like Shao Luo.

Instead, I like young women!
Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat. Oh no! I treat you as my brother, but you want to be my father and a traitor to my master.

You are the minotaur me!

Under his suspicious gaze, Zhang Tian fell into deep thought, because he was too familiar with that guy Guo Baokun.

As a minor villain in Joy of Life.

At the beginning, I absorbed a lot of hatred.

Everyone thought he was a bad guy.

My teeth itch with hatred.

It turned out that the biggest mistake Guo Baokun made was actually pretending to be arrogant in front of Fan Xian and saying a few nonsense.

As for the final murder for hire.

Ok.

When I think of those ugly assassins he hired and the hilarious assassination scenes, it really makes sense what Guo Baokun's father said: A good general? Absolutely impossible!
So Zhang Tian was too lazy to look, and just reminded Fan Xian, "You should pay more attention to this guy. He is the son of Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites. His father is young and promising, and he only has this one offspring. If you get along well with him, you will definitely have an important official who will support you in the court in the future."

He was giving Fan Xian some instructions.

Although Fan Xian had no ambitions and just wanted to find a place to live a leisurely life, there is a saying that goes, when you are in the world, there will always be times when you get hurt.

Especially Ye Qingmei’s son.

Fan Xian.

No matter where you go, you will definitely be the focus of everyone's attention!

If you don't win over some important officials in the court and some powerful officials as your confidants, it will not be easy to live a peaceful life.

After all, this is a feudal dynasty.

It’s totally a power society!

Fairness and justice?

Ha ha!

Even if Fan Xian was not Ye Qingmei's son, as a prince, he would need some power to live a comfortable life.

If he really is an idle prince.

It was really frustrating after that.

Even if you see something unfair or unjust, you are completely helpless and cannot do anything about it.

Mr. Lu Xun said it well: Power is like an atomic bomb. You can hold on to it, but you cannot live without it.

Fan Xian did not understand the deep meaning of Zhang Tian's words. Instead, he said with a joking face, "Hey, with you here, which prince would dare to win over the important officials in the court? Isn't that like lighting a lamp in a toilet and looking for shit?"

He has no idea.

what kind of person.

Be able to defeat the monster in front of you!

Ascended the throne.

Unless it's an alien!
Fan Xian waved his hand, "Brother, since you are not interested, then I will go down and join in the fun. The girl I saw, could it be Ruoruo from my aunt's family?"

He is the third prince in the palace.

He was all alone and had no relatives, but there was a concubine who took special care of him and could be called his wet nurse.

Fan Xian originally thought that the other party was arranged by Emperor Qing, but later he found out that the other party was a relative named Fan Jian, and that the other party's wife was a sister of the concubine.

He also flirted with the other party's little daughter.

The little loli named Ruoruo.

What's your father's name?

Cheating? Haha! What a good name!
As for Zhang Tian's words that he should win over the important officials in the court as much as possible, Fan Xian had already forgotten them. Just as he said, Zhang Tian's position as the crown prince was as stable as Mount Tai. Whoever wanted to be the emperor would die.

Could it be possible that Zhang Tian will be able to fly into the sky, directly into space, and fly away in the future?

Fan Xian, who got off the car, didn't notice Zhang Tian's thoughtful gaze, nor the door that was floating in front of him, invisible to everyone, and emitting light.

"The ten-year period has arrived..."

"It seems that I don't have many decades left..."

A world can only last for a few decades.

It’s such a pity.

If one could push the domineering Qi to the next level and break through the limit of lifespan, even if it would only extend one's lifespan by a hundred years.

Perhaps Zhang Tian would choose to stay for a while longer. After all, the longer he stayed, the more help it would be for him to return to the main world and practice Taoism.

But I want to use nuclear radiation to stimulate my body.

To prolong life.

It’s difficult to even think about it.

It might even stimulate cell division and turn into cancer cells, and then become an ugly monster like Deadpool. Even if he had super healing powers and immortality, Zhang Tian would definitely choose to stab himself on the spot.

Ugly rejection!

It would be better to choose to travel back in time, directly obtain the immortal cultivation method, and then travel to other worlds to study it.

While Zhang Tian was thinking.

Fan Xian had already blended into the crowd and had a general idea of ​​what was happening. Everyone was watching with great interest. Although the quarrel was fierce, it was not a case of bullying.

Instead, two second generations started fighting.

They are Guo Baokun and Fan Sizhe, who have been at odds with each other since childhood.

One is the son of the Minister of Rites.

One is the son of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Even though in the capital city, a random brick could kill several officials of the second rank, the positions of these two vice ministers were really not low, almost standing at the top of the ordinary officials.

Even in later times.

It is also a remarkable existence.

Without saying too much, you can easily arrange a position for your village dog, and it’s not just a deputy, but a regular animal.

If he was Brother Shengtianbanzi, he would have been able to have a dinner with these two brothers, and he would not have been a hero shot three times and ended up kneeling in public in front of an old woman who was no longer wanted by others.

And at this time these two top second generation.

Just in public.

Cursing and spitting there!
Although I don't know the exact reason, this thing is so rare. Can this quarrel be the same as that of ordinary people?

This is like Bai Mou and Huang Mao Te Bu Ke quarreling like shrews in front of the TV. Do you think it’s fun to watch?

Everyone watched with great interest.

Guo Baokun originally had the upper hand, but Fan Xian suddenly appeared. He was very sharp-tongued, like a master who had just returned from training in Demacia. He didn't even use a single curse word when he cursed people, and he almost made Guo Baokun cry.

He was so angry that he was jumping up and down!

"Someone, come here, catch these two guys and beat them up. Do you know who I am?"

"My father is the Minister of Rites!!"

Fan Xian was waiting for this sentence, and he laughed on the spot, "Comparing fathers? Do you know who my brother is?"

"Yoho, you dare to challenge me, tell me what you think!"

Guo Baokun saw clearly that he had never seen Fan Xian in front of him before, and he was definitely not one of those dignitaries in the capital whom he could not afford to offend.

So he stamped his feet arrogantly and pointed his finger at the sky, "Come on, come on, tell me, this Qing Kingdom does not allow such an awesome person to exist!"

Fan Xian smiled.

Laugh very happily.

When he turned his head, he attracted Guo Baokun's attention and saw Zhang Tian sitting in the carriage with an expressionless face and cold eyes.

That look.

That expression.

Ouch, Secretary Dakang, is that you?
"thump……"

Guo Baokun's legs went weak and he fell to his knees with a thud. His movements were very swift and skillful. "I'm sorry, brother. I was wrong!"

(End of this chapter)