Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 337, Lin Wan'er and Liu Ying live secretly! Fan Xian's political marriage

Lin Ruofu returned to the mansion and woke up slowly. He quickly grabbed Cheng Jushu's hand with a pleading look.

"Commander Cheng, please bring Lin Dabao back! I beg you to do so."

Cheng Jushu nodded, speaking in silence, but did not make any promises.

"I'll do my best!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jushu raised his legs and left the Lin Mansion.

The servants around saw Lin Xiang's decadent look and tried to dissuade him.

They say things like good fortune comes naturally to those who have great luck, great blessings and a long life.

However, Lin Ruofu didn't believe it at all. The Supervisory Commission must have made careful preparations before taking action against Lin Dabao.

My heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and I seemed to hear Lin Dabao's cries in my ears.

Lin Ruofu was already mentally and physically exhausted from stabilizing the forces inside and outside the court, and at this moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The voice was shrill, like that of a ghost.

"Fan Xian, if you have anything to say, just come to me. Why do you want to attack my Dabao?"

Jiangnan Qing Kingdom, with Suzhou as its temporary capital.

The sky was filled with stars. Fan Xian stared at the sky in a daze, and his luxurious clothes tightened unconsciously.

Wang Qinian tactfully put a mink fur coat on Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled at Wang Qinian, his voice erratic.

"Is Wan'er still keeping the door closed?"

When Wang Qinian heard Fan Xian asking about Lin Wan'er's condition, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Fan Xian's breathtakingly beautiful features now had a hint of sadness.

"I believe Wan'er understands me. After all, Qing is facing serious domestic troubles right now, and is also facing attacks from the Han Kingdom and Nanzhao Kingdom from the north and south. I can't do anything about it."

Wang Qinian thought for a while and couldn't help but speak.

"Master Xiao Fan, can't you let Master Wu assassinate the King of Han? If you attack the son of Prime Minister Lin, your reputation will almost fall to the bottom!"

Fan Xian closed his eyes, his face in pain. What kind of reputation did he have? His reputation as a literary master, reflected in the long river of time on Mount Dadong, became that of a plagiarist.

Besides, he also wanted Wu Zhu to assassinate Liu Hong.

But after Dadong Mountain, Wuzhu learned that it was Emperor Qing who killed Ye Qingmei.

And he, the son of Ye Qingmei, also asked Wuzhu to protect Emperor Qing.

Wuzhu's robot program and emotions are caught in a battle of downtime.

After leaving Mount Dadong, he disappeared without a trace, and even Fan Xian couldn't find any trace of Wuzhu.

Wang Qinian realized that he had said the wrong thing and left unhappily.

He looked worriedly at Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er's west room, then sighed.

After Wang Qinian left, the door to the west room opened in an instant.

Lin Wan'er's eyes were red and filled with tears as she looked at the husband she once thought she could entrust her life to.

"You can't attack anyone! Zhang Liang, Xiao He, Versace, and Han Xin, the great general of the Han Dynasty."

"Why did you choose to attack Dabao? You knew that he was the only son my father had left."

Fan Xian moved his lips slightly, wanting to explain something.

Only three words remained on the tip of my tongue.

"sorry!"

He almost died in the Niulan Street assassination, and Teng Zijing was disabled for life.

Uncle Wuzhu killed Lin Gong.

This was the fuse that led to the breakdown of the relationship between Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er.

That is, the civil strife in Qing Dynasty, Liu Hong established the Han Kingdom, and a series of changes made Lin Wan'er become Fan Xian's good wife and mother again.

But Fan Xian attacked Lin Dabao again.

How could Lin Wan'er comfort herself in her heart?
Fan Xian took off his mink coat and wanted to put it on Lin Wan'er with gentle movements.

With tears on her eyes, Lin Wan'er pushed Fan Xian's hand away and took several steps back.

Looking at Fan Xian, he felt an unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity.

Fan Xian stood there holding the mink coat and sighed deeply.

What can he do?
Attack the Three Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty! Who knows, the furious Liu Hong might personally assassinate him, the chief minister of the Imperial Study of the Kingdom of Qing.

Attack Versace? Fan Ruoruo is already dead, the eldest son of the Fan family died in place of Fan Xian.

Are they trying to make the true bloodline of the Fan family extinct?
As for other small figures, they cannot affect the overall situation of the Han Kingdom at all.

Fan Xian had no choice!
In addition, He Zongwei, who has recently risen again in the court of Qing Kingdom, has been acting weird all day long.

It is said that Lin Wan'er is the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Han Kingdom, but Fan Xian remains indifferent. Could it be that he wants to make preparations and seek refuge in the Han Kingdom in the future?

Therefore, in order to calm public opinion, Lin Dabao is the most suitable candidate.

Since ancient times, there have been only a few people who have sacrificed their own relatives for the sake of justice.

After Liu Hong, Fan Xian also wanted to be the second one.

All we need to do is bring Lin Dabao safely into Qing State, and make Lin Ruofu afraid to act rashly and resign from the position of prime minister.

Fan Xian's eyes turned again and became firm.

He didn't want Lin Dabao's life, he just wanted Lin Xiang to step down.

Fan Xian looked at Lin Wan'er, who was wearing thin clothes, and comforted her softly.

"Wan'er, don't worry, Dabao will be fine!"

Lin Wan'er covered her ears, squatted on the ground in pain, and sobbed softly.

Her mother and father are now both high-ranking officials in the Han Kingdom, and her brother Lin Gong died indirectly at the hands of Fan Xian.

And now Fan Xian has taken action against Lin Dabao, and she, as the legal wife, has no way to stop him.

Because Lin Wan'er learned the lesson from Fan Ruoruo, she never interfered with any of Fan Xian's power and tried her best to play the role of a good wife and mother.

As Fan Xian listened to Lin Wan'er's sobbing, his handsome face became even more sad.

He took a step forward, finding it difficult to face Lin Wan'er in the present, and hurriedly left the mansion as if he was escaping.

"I have something else to see His Majesty about. Let's both calm down for a while."

In the empty yard, only Lin Wan'er was left, curled up in a corner, sobbing constantly. She cried until she was suffocated and almost fainted many times.

Only at this moment can Lin Wan'er release her true self.

In this world, Liu Hong has a hard time, Fan Xian has a hard time, and no one is immune from difficulties.

But she, Lin Wan'er, was the only one left and could only live secretly and barely survive.

Liu Ying, who was three or four years old, held up his small body and looked at his second adoptive mother with ignorant eyes.

He stretched out his little hand and wanted to wipe away Lin Wan'er's tears.

But he was too short to reach it.

When Lin Wan'er saw Liu Ying, she quickly wiped away her tears and tried hard to force a smile.

He held Liu Ying in his arms and coaxed him to sleep.

Liu Ying opened his bright big eyes, didn't cry or make a fuss, and held Lin Wan'er's dress tightly with his little hands.

Lin Wan'er's eyes were red as she looked at Liu Ying with some confusion.

Liu Ying spoke timidly in a clear voice.

"Mom...don't cry!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Wan'er quickly turned her head and kept wiping away her tears.

Since ancient times, a son’s status depends on his mother, and a mother’s status depends on her son.

Fan Xian had some concerns because Lin Wan'er and he were close relatives and were getting married.

Lin Wan'er never gave birth to a child. In addition, the world was in chaos, and Fan Xian was afraid that the child would become his weakness and be held hostage by Han spies.

This led to a lot of rumors about Lin Wan'er.

A woman who cannot give birth to a child cannot inherit Fan Xian's power and is worthless.

It is said that Emperor Qing intends to let Prince Jing's daughter, Princess Qinghe, marry Fan Xian as a co-wife.

Although Fan Xian did not agree at that time, he did not refuse either!

Lin Wan'er picked up little Liu Ying and spoke softly.

"You should call me aunt."

Liu Ying thought for a while, somewhat puzzled, but still spoke crisply.

"Auntie!"

Lin Wan'er burst into laughter and looked at Liu Ying with pity in her eyes.

At her age, she can't bear the rumors in Qing Kingdom.

I really don’t know how Liu Ying managed to bear it.

Wang Qinian, who was hiding in the wall, moved his ears and heard the interaction between Lin Wan'er and Liu Ying.

Sigh, what two miserable people!

But he was just a retainer and couldn't help the two of them at all.

In the imperial study, Fan Xian stood in front of Emperor Qing and reported the kidnapping of Lin Dabao.

Emperor Qing nodded slightly, with a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

He hated people who betrayed him the most in his life! And the Han Kingdom was the base camp for those who betrayed him.

Then Emperor Qing propped himself up, raised his somewhat inflexible legs, and spoke casually.

"Prince Jing mentioned that you and Princess Qinghe are getting married. Have you thought it through?"

Fan Xian quickly lowered his head.

"Your Majesty, I already have Wan'er! Both of you are princesses, and it is not appropriate for me to be with Princess Qinghe according to etiquette and law."

Although Fan Xian is the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing, this is a well-known fact.

However, the fact that Fan Xian was included in the Fan family tree shows that he no longer has any relationship with the royal family.

When Emperor Qing heard about Lin Wan'er, he smiled strangely. "How can she be considered a princess when she doesn't even have a title? I've already shown you extra mercy by not asking you to abolish her position as your legal wife."

"Fan Xian, you really don't understand why I want you to marry Princess Qinghe? This is for your own good!"

This is indeed for Fan Xian's own good! It allows Fan Xian, who is in his twenties, to completely stabilize his power.

He can also accept the power of Prince Jing's clan family.

By then, Fan Xian will be a truly powerful official of the Qing Kingdom and will be tied to the Qing Kingdom.

Of course, Emperor Qing couldn't be so generous for no reason! Fan Xian and the Qing Kingdom were tied together.

The so-called powerful minister of Qing Kingdom must ensure that Qing Kingdom still exists!

Fan Xian met Emperor Qing's gaze and felt a slight chill in his heart, not daring to speak again.

There was a hint of coldness in Emperor Qing's eyes. He thought for a while, and considering Wu Zhu's presence, his voice softened again.

"You are my son after all. Because of Ye Qingmei and Liu Hong, it is not convenient for me to hand over the entire Qing Kingdom to you."

"But my concern for you is no less than that for Fan Jian and Chen Pingping."

To Emperor Qing, Fan Xian is extremely useful.

The noble family that can help him stabilize the Qing Kingdom and is known for its kindness among the people, so what if he is rewarded with a princess?

Anyway, the scandal of Li Chengqian's incest with the princess is already known to everyone, so it would be better to use Prince Jing's daughter to lock Fan Xian up in Qing Kingdom.

If he had left behind a child, Fan Xian would have died in the war with the Han Kingdom.

That would be even better!
The remaining forces of Chen Pingping, Fan Jian, and Wu Zhu all regard the Han Kingdom as a thorn in their eyes and an irreconcilable blood feud.

Fei Jie will be even more unscrupulous and will no longer care about his own life. He will recklessly poison the Han army and civilians.

Fan Xian and Emperor Qing looked at each other, there was no tenderness between father and son, only calculation.

"Fan Xian! You should understand my good intentions towards you. Do you still want to disobey me?"

At this point, Emperor Qing's eyes turned slightly unfriendly, as if he was thinking of how Liu Hong had disobeyed him time and again, and finally turned against him angrily.

Fan Xian paused as he was about to say no.

If the three major workshops of the inner treasury were still in Fan Xian's hands, if Fan Xian still had Barrett.

This can still be bargained with Emperor Qing.

It’s a pity that now Fan Xian only has the Procuratorate and the support of the aristocratic family.

There is no room for bargaining at all.

Fan Xian gave in again, just like the time when Emperor Qing issued an imperial edict to recall him from Jiangnan to Kyoto.

"I...obey the order!"

Emperor Qing nodded with satisfaction. His thin and cold face looked like a ghost in the dim candlelight.

"Go down! I will not treat you unfairly. Even though Qing is in crisis right now, this wedding must be held in a dignified and graceful manner."

Ha ha……

It's just Emperor Qing's move to further win over the aristocratic families. After all, the aristocratic families are the only ones he can rely on now.

Fan Xian stood outside the palace in a daze. He was just reporting his daily business to Emperor Qing, but he was too embarrassed to explain to Lin Wan'er.

Wang Qinian drove a carriage to Fan Xian and gave him advice in a low voice.

"Sir, Ku He of Beiqi has already passed on the true Tianyi Dao technique to you, and the Four-Gu Sword Technique of Dongyi City is also in your hands."

"Now, of the four great masters' skills, only Liuyun Sanshou is left. Once you get it, you can combine the strengths of hundreds of schools and break through to the Grandmaster level."

"When the time comes, the world will be so big that you will be able to go anywhere!"

Fan Xian regained his senses, clenched his fists, and cheered himself up.

However, neither Fan Xian nor Wang Qinian had much confidence in breaking through to the Grandmaster level.

If it is so easy to break through to the Grandmaster level, then how could there be only five Grandmasters in the world?

Even the newly appointed Grand Master Liu Hong endured a year of agony worse than death and mastered the two techniques of Tianyi Dao and Badao Zhenqi.

In Dadong Mountain, the place where the true energy is the most concentrated, the four great masters' true energy leaked out, and they stabbed Ku He in the back, sucking out all of Ku He's true energy, plus half of Emperor Qing's true energy.

Only then did he break through and become a grandmaster.

If Fan Xian wants to break through to become a grandmaster now, it can only be said that he has a long way to go.

Fan Xian shook his head and ignored these things.

"Let me stay at your house today. I am too embarrassed to go back home."

Wang Qinian had an awkward expression on his face. It was not a good idea to drag it on like this, but after all, Fan Xian was his lord!

Half a month later, an unprecedented grand wedding was held in Suzhou.

Fan Xian, dressed in groom's attire and sitting on a tall horse, rushed towards Prince Jing's mansion like a puppet.

He is going to marry Prince Jing's daughter, Princess Qinghe!

Citizens from all over the city came and looked at the generous Chief Minister of the Imperial Study.

However, these people were skinny and if they weren't so dirty, you could almost see their blood vessels.

A group of fat and big-eared men from aristocratic families laughed and congratulated Fan Xian.

When Fan Xian saw this scene of sharp contrast, he couldn't help but sigh.

With the loss of the three major districts of Neiku and a large amount of territory, the aristocratic families took advantage of the chaotic times to buy land at low prices.

In addition, Emperor Qing collected national debts three times in a row and massively expanded the army in an attempt to fight back into Kyoto.

One can imagine the fate of these people.

Maybe it's because of the guilt in my heart.

Fan Xian whispered twice to Wang Qinian, and Wang Qinian nodded.

After hearing the order, the wedding servants were a little confused, but they continued to throw copper coins into the sky.

From time to time, some silver coins fell on the ground.

The people of Suzhou City all had green light in their eyes, as if they were starving lone wolves.

Crawling on the ground like a dog, picking up copper coins and silver changes.

From time to time, they would fight over copper coins, resulting in deaths, and then be hacked to death by the city defense soldiers without hesitation.

In the city of Suzhou, a homeless child who was so hungry that he fainted, luckily picked up a few copper coins.

The dirty little boy's stomach was growling with hunger, but he forced himself to stay awake and patted his sister's cheek.

"Xiao Yun, bear with it! Master Xiao Fan is kind and generous. We have money now. Wait for me to buy you some steamed buns."

The little girl named Xiaoyun was dying and couldn't even force a smile.

The little boy held the only four copper coins in his hand and hurried to the nearest steamed bun shop.

This is also the property of the Fan family. I believe these people will be more lenient towards these homeless children.

"Boss, how much is a steamed bun?"

The little boy held the coin tightly in his hand, fearing that someone would snatch it away.

The shop owner glanced at the little boy and spoke expressionlessly.

"Fifty copper coins!"

"Fifty pieces. Wasn't it five copper coins before?"

The little boy's eyes widened in disbelief.

The shop owner was silent for a long time and then covered the buns with the wooden board.

"That happened a long time ago, half a month ago."

The little boy immediately knelt down, crying about his miserable experience, and took out his only four copper coins.

The shop owner was indifferent.

Life in this world is not easy. If he is soft-hearted and gives out steamed buns, beggars from all around will come to him and he will not be able to keep his shop open!
Until finally, the little boy gritted his teeth, threw four copper coins on the table, and prepared to take the steamed buns from the pot by force.

But he was kicked to the ground by the shop owner who was prepared.

He had seen this situation before.

The little boy covered his aching abdomen and tried to get up, but his stomach felt empty and he seemed unable to get up.

His eyes were looking in the direction of his younger sister Xiaoyun.

The girl's eyes went from dazed to unfocused, and then slowly closed.

The little boy tried to struggle to get up, but he couldn't do it no matter what. He couldn't even spit out blood, so he could only lie on the ground like a dead person.

The shop owner frowned and called the city defense forces to quickly throw the man into the mass grave so as not to delay his business.

The city defense soldiers were used to it and skillfully dragged the little boy and the cold Xiaoyun towards the outside of Suzhou city.

The little boy's body was covered in blood, but he had already lost consciousness.

Suddenly, he sniffed and smelled a strong meaty aroma. He looked towards the source of the aroma with a confused look in his eyes.

It turned out that the wedding procession had arrived at Fan’s house.

In all the major taverns in the city, servants, escorted by the city defense forces, were sweating profusely as they served steaming hot, dazzling array of delicacies.

The little boy slowly closed his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

Lord Xiao Fan is a good man and is willing to reward them with money.

But he was too incompetent and could only take four copper coins, which was not enough to buy even a steamed bun.

The Fan family made expensive gunpowder into fireworks, adding fireworks to the city of Suzhou.

The political marriage between Fan Xian and Princess Qinghe has begun...

The talented man who was invited to the banquet looked at the dazzling city, gently picked up a piece of tenderloin, and couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.

"What a peaceful and prosperous time!"

After everyone had toasted each other, their faces flushed and they nodded in agreement one after another.

This is a peaceful and prosperous era that belongs only to the aristocratic families!

　After writing this picture, I combined the history of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Later Tang Dynasty, and some modern and contemporary times.

　　I originally wanted to explain in detail why the protagonist did not increase the number of troops like Emperor Qing, but directly used the industrial system to conquer the world.

　　After thinking for a while, I decided to give up. Everyone has different understandings and opinions.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)