Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 144 Something is wrong

"Dad, stop hitting me. I just healed!"

As soon as Leng Feibai entered the yard, Fan Xian's miserable voice came from inside the house.

Fan Xian and Fan Jian were seen, one wearing a tight white shirt running away in front, and the other holding a sandalwood paperweight and chasing after him, while Chen Pingping and Lin Ruofu were watching the show with their arms folded.

"Father, foster father!"

Leng Feibai flashed and blocked Fan Jian's way. Fan Jian was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, "Feibai, get out of the way! I have to teach this brat a lesson today!"

Before Fan Xian could breathe a sigh of relief, Leng Feibai pulled out the cane from his sleeve and handed it to him, saying, "The paperweight is too small, use this!"

Seeing this, Fan Xian's eyes widened, "Damn it, Brother Feibai, you're trying to trick me too!"

"You're asking for a beating, you little brat!"

Fan Jian dropped the paperweight, grabbed his cane and chased after Fan Xian.

"Fei Bai, you're pretty bad!"

Lin Ruofu jokingly said, "But this brat really needs to be taught a lesson. The trouble he caused this time was too big. If it weren't for you, Wan'er would have been heartbroken by him!"

Leng Feibai shrugged and said, "He really deserves a beating. If it weren't for my adoptive father taking action himself, I would have given this brat a good beating!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai looked at Chen Pingping and asked, "Dean Chen, Lai Mingcheng, how did His Majesty deal with him?"

"Remove him from his post and never employ him again!"

Chen Pingping frowned and said, "But what Your Majesty did today was a little wrong!"

"Dean Chen!"

Lin Ruofu stood up and said, "I'm still here. If you want to talk about His Majesty, wait until I'm gone."

After saying that, Lin Ruofu stood up and said, "Brother Fan, I've almost taken care of the child. I'm leaving first."

Upon hearing this, Fan Jian immediately stopped and said, "Come here, escort Minister Lin out. I still have to deal with this brat, so I won't escort you out."

Seeing Lin Ruofu about to leave, Fan Xian immediately became anxious. He ran to his back and said, "Don't go, uncle, you have to save me!"

"I can't save you!"

Lin Ruofu said angrily, "If you keep trying to be a hero, even Leng Feibai can't save you!"

After saying that, Lin Ruofu quickly left the yard.

Watching Lin Ruofu leave, Fan Jian was too lazy to attack Fan Xian. He said unhappily, "Go stand in the corner. I'll deal with you later!"

"Hey!"

Fan Xian responded and quickly ran to the corner to stand as punishment.

"You are right. There is something wrong with His Majesty today!"

Fan Jian walked over to sit next to Chen Pingping. Leng Feibai poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, saying, "His Majesty wanted Fan Xian to be a lone minister, and Lai Mingcheng's death could serve as bait for the Censorate to harbor hatred against him. But after this beating, Fan Xian's image within the Censorate has improved significantly. Especially since he risked his life to protect Censor Lai, it has earned him a good reputation among the officials."

"So Your Majesty shouldn't do this!"

Chen Pingping frowned and said, "Your Majesty is always calm. Why did you do something like this today?"

"Only he can be asked about this matter!"

Leng Feibai bit his lip, then thought of something and said quickly, "Godfather, there is one more thing. Before you listen, be prepared."

"What's up!"

As Fan Jian spoke, he picked up the water and took another sip.

Leng Feibai watched Fan Jian put down his cup, scratched his head and said, "Well, before I left Danzhou, I had a few words with my grandma. So in a few days, grandma will come back to Kyoto with Sang Wen and the others to visit!"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Fan Jian and Chen Pingping's expressions suddenly turned strange, and even Fan Xian, standing beside them, became panicked and at a loss. "What!"

Fan Jian's voice pierced the sky, "Mom is coming to Kyoto, Feibai, Feibai, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"I just saw that you were having a hard time dealing with Fan Xian!"

Leng Feibai shrugged helplessly and said, "Godfather, don't blame me. I really fainted at that time."

Fan Jian couldn't blame Leng Feibai after hearing this, but Chen Pingping couldn't help but ask, "Wait, Feibai, you're in Danzhou, how did you know Fan Xian was in danger?"

Leng Feibai showed a helpless look after hearing this. He raised his hand, took out a few copper coins and threw them on the table, saying, "This method is called the Money Lesson. It can predict certain events through special techniques. However, the accuracy rate cannot be guaranteed!"

As soon as Leng Feibai finished speaking, Fan Xian, who was standing in the corner as punishment, almost laughed out loud. He thought to himself, "Money lesson, you're lucky you figured it out."

Leng Feibai continued, "After I got up and washed up this morning, I suddenly felt anxious, so I casually did a fortune-telling. I found out that Fan Xian, that bastard, was doomed to die, and his life was hanging by a thread. I was worried, so I came back to check on him!"

“I came back today!”

Fan Xian suddenly interrupted, "Danzhou is thousands of miles away from Kyoto. Brother Feibai, how did you get back?"

"You have the nerve to ask me!"

Leng Feibai lied angrily, "It would have taken me three days to fly back without sleep, but for you, I had to use a secret technique that cost me two or three months of my lifespan, allowing me to fly back in an hour. Otherwise, by the time I came back in three days, you wouldn't be sure whether you were still alive!"

"Brother Feibai!"

Fan Xian's face was immediately covered with guilt. He had already guessed the answer in his heart. Leng Feibai must have used the turtle fly body and burned his own lifespan to be able to rush back within an hour.

Looking at Fan Xian's expression, Fan Jian and Chen Pingping criticized and educated him again.

Under the barrage of criticism from the two people, Fan Xian was scolded to death on the spot.

Fan Xian swore and made promises again and again before Fan Jian and Chen Pingping left the yard.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Feibai!"

Fan Xian plopped down next to Leng Feibai and said, "Isn't it possible that Censor Lai was rescued by your undercover agent? Where is he being placed?"

"Send to Dongyi City!"

Leng Feibai yawned and said, "I sent someone to secretly escort them, so it shouldn't be a problem! But you, on the other hand, I didn't expect you to come up with such a self-torture trick. It really surprises me!"

"Didn't you say so?"

Fan Xian smiled wryly and said, "Before I do anything, the first thing I think about isn't whether it will succeed, but whether I can handle the chain of events that will follow."

"So you took the caning yourself to save Lai Mingcheng's life!"

Leng Feibai said unhappily, "I think you want to try again. Do you have a place in that guy's heart?"

Fan Xian didn't respond, but simply nodded. Leng Feibai sneered, "Don't count on it. That old thief can even use his own son as a pawn. Let alone someone like you who has no official status. But after this incident, the Spring Examination probably has nothing to do with you."

"I didn't expect it!"

Fan Xian wiped his nose and said, "But Guo Baokun did help us a lot in Northern Qi after all. I plan to move Guo Youzhi to the dungeon of the Inspection Institute in a few days, and then find an opportunity to release him."

"You don't have to tell me about this!"

Leng Feibai stretched his body, raised his hand and hit Fan Xian on the head.

What are you doing?

Fan Xian covered his head and looked at Leng Feibai with red eyes.

What are you looking at? "

Leng Feibai snorted coldly and said, "This is my punishment for playing the "torture trick" on you. Remember this. If you dare to play the "torture trick" again next time, I will heal you first, and then I will beat you to pieces."

(End of this chapter)