As a member of the royal family, Crown Prince Jing naturally knew of the relationship between His Majesty and the Fan family. He was a little lost in thought as he heard his advisor say, "But that Fan Xian came to the capital in a hurry, and today in a restaurant … it's not too flashy, but it's a bit impetuous."
Crown Prince Jing waved his hand and said, "It's always good for a young man to be a bit impulsive …" He spoke as if he didn't have the self-awareness that he was only in his early twenties.
Thinking of the friendly smile on the face of the young Fan family, the Crown Prince's lips curled into a smile of admiration. "Furthermore, the Fan family is currently planning that marriage. If Fan Xian is too low-key, it's not appropriate. I think that after today, the people of the capital will know that the Fan family has produced a beautiful and clean young master."
Suddenly, he came to his senses. He slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "When I asked you to be my advisor, we agreed that you were only allowed to help me with my affairs. My father is an idle prince who doesn't care about politics. As his son, I can't be disobedient."
"Come, come, come." He called out to the people at the table and began to drink.
Everyone at the table quickly responded, but in their hearts, they were thinking, if you are really willing to be an idle prince, then why are you so close to the Fan family, and why are you so close to the second prince?
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After getting into the carriage, it was quiet all the way. After a while, Fan Ruoruo burst into laughter. Fan Xian asked curiously, "What's so funny?"
Fan Ruoruo put her hand on her chest and breathed lightly. After a while, she said, "I'm thinking about what you said earlier. It's really mean."
"What did you say?" Fan Xian felt that he had said too much in the restaurant today, completely violating his principles of being low-key. He felt that it was inappropriate.
"It's that line: 'Every day they play around, they're all skin and bones, and they still use a fan to fan themselves. Is that what they call strength of character?" Fan Ruoruo imitated his tone and couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.
Fan Sizhe also laughed foolishly, but found that the other two people in the carriage weren't paying much attention to him.
Fan Xian laughed bitterly. "Strength of character is excellent, but it's not something that only scholars have. Previously, when I saw those so-called scholars looking up at the sky with their nostrils up, I was annoyed. Each and every one of them ate their fill all day long and only knew how to talk and cause trouble. If you have the guts, don't take the imperial examinations and don't sit with that Guo Xuehua. When it comes to matters of power and nobility, we should knock them down and step on them. Just putting on a pose really doesn't have any future. "
Hearing this, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but laugh. Her brother's tone was different from everyone else's in this world. Perhaps only she could understand the meaning behind it.
"Just now, Crown Prince Jing was next to us. Older Brother must have had some reservations when speaking." Fan Ruoruo really wanted to know what her older brother truly thought of these scholars.
"No, but my tone is much more gentle." Fan Xian smiled. "I'm not opposed to places like brothels, and I don't think a gifted scholar can't go there. But I've always felt that a brothel customer is a brothel customer. If he goes to a brothel and still wants to pretend to be a scholar, then he's just like a prostitute, extremely hypocritical. "
In her mind, her brother was a true scholar. Didn't his words include himself? Fan Xian laughed. "There are no outsiders here." He suddenly looked at his sister. "Remember, girl. Marry anyone, but don't marry a scholar."
Fan Xian laughed. "After all, there are no outsiders here." He suddenly looked at his sister seriously. "Remember, girl. Marry anyone, but don't marry a scholar."
Fan Xian laughed. "There are no outsiders here." He suddenly looked at his sister. "Remember, girl. Marry anyone, but don't marry a scholar."
"That He Zongwei, what is he doing now?"
Fan Sizhe rushed to answer. "He's a student of the Imperial College. He comes from a poor family, but it is said that he is a student of Scholar Ceng Wenxiang of the Library of the Virtuous. He's always had a bit of a reputation, and he's composed a few poems … Everyone expects him to be in the top three in next year's imperial examinations."
Fan Xian frowned and said to his sister, "He looks honest, but he's actually very patient and good at acting. I don't like people with that kind of personality. You have to be careful in the future, and try not to interact with him."
Ruoruo nodded without hesitation. In her mind, Fan Xian was her brother, her teacher, and the person she could rely on the most.
Fan Xian was thinking about that dark-faced scholar called He Zongwei. Since he was already a famous scholar in the capital, if he wanted to join a noble family, he should have many options. If it wasn't for his sister, he wouldn't have had to jump out earlier. Was he trying to leave a good impression? Fan Xian's lips curled into a smile. To be able to discover his identity and position in Ruoruo's heart in such a short time, it seemed that this so-called scholar was not simple.
He turned his head and saw Fan Sizhe, who was leaning against the window, looking out. Fan Xian felt a slight chill in his heart. He said to Ruoruo, "Go back to the manor with him later. I'm going to walk around the capital for a while."
Fan Sizhe turned his head from the window, his face a little blank.
Fan Xian looked at his face and thought of how he had faced assassination attempts when he was 12 years old. He also thought of the fact that the man was only a 12-year-old child and had been dragged into these dangerous things. He couldn't help but sigh. "You're so young … Ah, I really don't know what to say."
Fan Sizhe hid behind his sister in fear. He had always been bold, but for some reason, every time he saw the gentle smile on Fan Xian's face, he felt a little afraid. "What are you talking about?"
Fan Xian had originally thought that the conflict in the restaurant had been deliberately provoked by the young man in front of him in order to expose a very bad side of himself in front of Crown Prince Jing. He knew that the opinion of Crown Prince Jing would play a role in the future inheritance of the Fan manor — because he was the one who had chosen the restaurant, and he was the one who had caused the trouble. But now, seeing the blank expression on Fan Sizhe's face, he couldn't help but doubt his own judgment. Could it be that everything that had happened in the restaurant was just a coincidence?
The carriage slowly moved forward. Fan Xian knew that of the six guards who had accompanied him and his sister, at least two of them were from the Liu family, so he didn't say anything.
Fan Ruoruo had been calm the whole time. She lowered her head in silence, thinking of the things that had happened at home and feeling a little depressed.
The carriage arrived at the main street in front of the Fan manor. Ruoruo led her brother back to the manor, while Fan Xian continued his one-day tour of the capital. Fan Ruoruo had wanted to go with him, but thinking of what he had to do later, he could only smile and decline. He looked at Fan Sizhe again and told him not to tell anyone about Dream of the Red Chamber, but he wasn't sure if he would listen.
Teng Zijing sat in the carriage, looking at his young master. He didn't know when, but Teng Zijing had decided that he would have a bright future if he followed this sixteen-year-old young master. Perhaps it was because the spring in Danzhou made one's imagination go wild, or perhaps he had been influenced by the young man in front of him, or perhaps the two of them had reached some sort of agreement.
Fan Xian thought for a moment, then rested his chin on his hand. "I asked my father to bring you here. I don't think you'll have a chance to make a name for yourself in the near future. Don't blame me."
Teng Zijing smiled and replied respectfully, "Young master is not an ordinary person. Of course, following the young master will bring benefits."
Fan Xian laughed. "What's so unusual about me? Earlier in the restaurant, I was just like any other ignorant teenager, spitting all over the place. "
Teng Zijing tried to figure out what Fan Xian meant, and carefully replied, "Young master, I understand what you're saying. I don't think this has anything to do with the young master."
The carriage had already stopped, and a cool breeze blew in through the curtains, making one feel refreshed. Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing and said gently, "I also hope this has nothing to do with him."
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