Chapter 47 Leng Feibai Takes Action

"puff"

Leng Feibai upstairs spat out a mouthful of tea after hearing this.

"This is Fan Sizhe, and he's using a big banner to hide his own secrets."

Restraining his curiosity, Leng Feibai continued reading.

Guo Baokun broke out in a cold sweat when he heard Fan Sizhe's words. He quickly retorted, "Don't put the blame on me. Fan Sizhe, why didn't I know you were such a good talker before?"

Fan Sizhe picked up the Red Mansion on the ground and cursed, "So many people like to read this book, it must be a good book. But you insist on banning it. Who are you? You are just an editor in the palace, a lowly official, and you have the right to show off your power here."

"what"

Guo Baokun burst out laughing on the spot, "After not seeing you for a few days, you, a fool, have become so eloquent. It seems that Si Nanbo has made you study a lot."

When Fan Sizhe heard this, he immediately became anxious, "You are the pig, your father is the Minister of Rites."

The quarreling scene suddenly became like a quarrel between two women in a vegetable market, and the onlookers around them couldn't help but smile.

Leng Feibai just watched. After all, He Zongwei had not appeared yet, so it was not the time for him to take action.

Just at this moment, a scholar squeezed into the crowd with all his might, and immediately praised Guo Baokun, shouting that what Guo Baokun did was in line with public opinion.

At this time, Fan Ruoruo, who was upstairs, also explained the identity of the visitor to Fan Xian, "He Zongwei, a talented man in Kyoto. Rumor has it that he has some talent."

After hearing this, Fan Xian said disdainfully, "So he's going to join a wise leader."

I just heard Guo Baokun and He Zongwei chatting with each other.

Fan Sizhe couldn't even get a word in until he heard the two men humiliating Fan Jian. He was so angry that he jumped up and punched Guo Baokun, but was restrained by the Guo family's guard who had been chopped into charcoal.

Just as Fan Xian was about to rescue, there was a sound of breaking wind, and a bowl of cold tea was poured from the air, directly splashing on the guard, forcing him to let go of Fan Sizhe.

Seeing the sudden change, Guo Baokun immediately looked up and shouted, "Who!"

Leng Feibai held the teacup and cursed, "Where did this shameless person come from? He has no idea what shame is."

After saying that, Leng Feibai took out a silver note worth one hundred taels and placed it on the table. He then jumped down from the second floor and stood on the open space.

Leng Feibai pointed at Guo Baokun and He Zongwei and cursed, "Before the imperial court issued an order, these books were the property of the people. You are just a mere editor in the palace. Who gave you the power to rob the people's property and condone your subordinates to hurt them? Just because your father is the Minister of Rites, you can bully the people here. Do you think that the laws of Daqing are just empty words in your eyes and can't control you?"

After hearing this, the people around felt very happy, and their eyes were filled with disgust when they looked at Guo Baokun.

As soon as the hat came out, Guo Baokun immediately became anxious and pointed at Leng Feibai and cursed, "Who are you to have the right to speak nonsense here? You are just a commoner, and you dare to speak nonsense here? Come, teach them a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of breaking wind arose again, and Fan Xian jumped down from the building, punching the charcoal guards who wanted to rush up to him to the ground one by one.

"Thank you for your righteous words, brother. Fan Xian thanks you!"

Fan Xian did not recognize Leng Feibai and thought he was just a passerby.

Leng Feibai said nothing and returned the greeting with a bow.

Guo Baokun looked at Fan Xian who had suddenly appeared and immediately thought of the mission the Crown Prince had given him. He sarcastically said, "I thought it was someone else, but it turned out to be Si Nanbo's illegitimate son raised in Danzhou. So, you want to attack me, an official appointed by the imperial court?"

Fan Xian sneered after hearing this, pulled Fan Sizhe behind him, and said, "Mr. Guo, I didn't touch you. How can you say you assaulted an imperial official? I see you have quite the arrogance. First you beat up civilians in the street, robbed their property, and then humiliated an imperial official. Compared to you, I, Fan Xian, am truly ashamed of myself!"

"well said!"

Some people took the opportunity to make a fuss and applauded Fan Xian.

Guo Baokun also realized something was amiss. He had inadvertently incurred public wrath, and immediately yelled at Fan Xian, "You're talking nonsense! I'm the son of the Minister of Rites, a palace editor, and have a bright future ahead of me. Why would I want to rob the people of their property?"

"hehe!"

Leng Feibai raised his hand and pointed at the torn cover of the Dream of the Red Chamber at his feet, causing Guo Baokun to break out in a cold sweat. He secretly thought that this was not good. If he couldn't handle this matter well, not only would he be fired, but even his father would be implicated.

Just when the situation was becoming extremely awkward, a figure walked over from the side.

"Everyone! Please give this prince some face!"

As soon as they saw the visitor, Guo Baokun and Fan Sizhe bowed and saluted.

Fan Sizhe whispered to the two people beside him, "This is Prince Jing, Li Hongcheng. Don't be rude!"

Leng Feibai remained calm after hearing what was said and raised his hand to bow.

Like Leng Feibai, Fan Xian behaved neither arrogantly nor servilely.

Li Hongcheng was indeed worthy of being the Prince of Jing. He defined this conflict as a misunderstanding in just a few words.

As for the books snatched away by Guo Baokun, Li Hongcheng paid compensation to the bookseller out of his own pocket and affirmed the value of the Dream of Red Mansions.

After seeing Guo Baokun off, Li Hongcheng directly invited Fan Xian to hold a poetry reading at his house, and said that Lin Wan'er would also be present.

At this time, Fan Xian already knew that Lin Wan'er was the chicken leg girl he liked. He was about to refuse, but he immediately agreed.

"This brat!"

Leng Feibai was so angry that his teeth ached. He had told him to think twice before doing anything after entering the capital, but what the hell had he thought about? Li Hongcheng looked at Leng Feibai and asked, "I haven't asked you yet. I wonder who you are!"

"A martial artist in the Jianghu is not considered a scholar!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai slipped away and disappeared in an instant.

Fan Xian looked at Leng Feibai's lightness skills, and immediately thought of something in his eyes, and couldn't help but shudder.

In the carriage, Fan Sizhe looked at the dazed Fan Xian and couldn't help but push him, "Fan Xian, what's wrong with you?"

Fan Xian came back to his senses, turned to look at Fan Ruoruo and said, "Ruoruo, you said yesterday that Brother Feibai was coming to Kyoto. How true is that?"

"Brother Feibai!"

Fan Ruoruo pondered for a moment and said, "If I count the days, it was about half a month ago. Suddenly, news spread in Kyoto that Leng Feibai, the ruthless Iron Palm, was coming to Kyoto for a tour. But Brother Feibai never showed up!"

"He's here!" Fan
Xian covered his head and said, "The passerby who saved Sizhe at Yishiju just now might be him!"

"what"

Fan Sizhe was horrified and asked quickly, "That person just now was Leng Feibai. Oh, what a loss!"

Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo looked over, their faces full of questions.

"Brother, sister, you don't know!"

Fan Sizhe's eyes sparkled. "Brother Feibai's book, The Knight's Ode, was a bestseller in Kyoto. A set of books could even fetch fifteen taels of silver. If we open a bookstore, with him joining, we'll make a ton of money!"

Looking at Fan Sizhe's appearance, Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo looked helpless.

Just at this moment, Teng Zijing, who was driving the carriage, suddenly stopped.

"Okay, there's no one here!"

After hearing this, Fan Xian temporarily put Leng Feibai's matter behind him, gave Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe a few instructions, then jumped off the carriage and rushed towards the Inspection Institute.

But not long after Fan Xian left the carriage, a white light flew into the carriage and sat in Fan Xian's seat.

(End of this chapter)

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