Chapter 151 Stone Tablet

"I can go by myself, why do you ask Ruoruo to go?" Guo Baokun was a little unhappy. Fan Ruoruo asked if he could go to the Prince Jing's Mansion Poetry Festival. Wouldn't that be a sheep in the wolf's mouth? He immediately began to question Fan Xian.

"Why can't Ruoruo go? He really needs her help to find someone?" Fan Xian asked if he could find anyone or if the girl with chicken legs had become obsessed. She was so persistent that she didn't consider anything else at all.

"I'll go look for it myself. I don't want to drag Ruoruo along with me. Can Ruoruo and the others not go?" Guo Baokun scolded Fan Xian, stretched his head to look at Fan Ruoruo and discussed.

"He asked to help his brother find his future sister-in-law, so he must go!" Fan Ruoruo looked at this weak woman, but she was actually full of rebelliousness inside. She really wanted to see who had fascinated her brother so much that he couldn't sleep at night.

He was sleepy, so he rejected Guo Baokun's suggestion and firmly expressed his desire to attend the poetry meeting.

"That's great. If I, the most talented girl in Kyoto, comes to see me, he must be waiting early." Li Hongcheng clenched his fist with his right leg and punched the palm of his left hand hard. For the first time, he showed such an excited expression, even his demeanor was gone.

He doesn't care about defending anymore, which shows how happy he is.

"He's going too!" Guo Baokun didn't want his corner to be dug by Li Hongcheng, so he reluctantly looked at the excited Li Hongcheng and whispered.

"But if he doesn't know how to compose poetry, just go and have a look!" Guo Baokun added another sentence. He didn't deny Fan Xian and was unwilling to pretend to be a plagiarist.

"Brother Guo, if you ask me to come, you won't be able to make me write poetry!" Although Li Hongcheng was unwilling to let Guo Baokun participate in the poetry meeting at that time, he did not want to offend Guo Baokun, so he could express his welcome.

"That's good!" Guo Baokun looked at Li Hongcheng, whose smile had faded, and nodded with satisfaction, "Young man, I really want to take advantage of my uncle, I'm a little too young."

"Then I'll say goodbye first in the east!" Although Li Hongcheng wanted to spend some time with Fan Ruoruo, but Guo Baokun, who looked at his nose and eyes and kept staring at him, did not hesitate to propose.

Say goodbye.

"No more!" Guo Baokun said before Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian could return the gifts.

Li Hongcheng glanced at Fan Ruoruo covertly, then turned around and left with his guards.

"Wang Qinian! Where am I going?" Fan Xian looked at Wang Qinian, who was trying to reduce his presence and was begging to leave quietly, and even went to stop him.

"Master Fan, why should I get into trouble with a villain!" Wang Qinian looked at Guo Baokun and then at Fan Xian who was standing aside. He secretly complained in his heart. Did he really go out tomorrow without reading the almanac? Why did he meet two Yans in a row?

My lord, how can I let my little brat live?

"The map he sold me before was pretty good, Mr. Xiao Fan, so he gave me a lot of money!" Wang Qinian didn't expect that he wanted to trick an outsider into selling the map he drew.

To actually be the eldest son of Uncle Sinan's Mansion, and not to be the future son-in-law of Prime Minister Lin, and the future head of the foreign treasury, this really hit the mark of the Lord of Hell.

With a look of pain on his face, Wang Qinian dug out his sleeves for a long time, reluctant to take out the money he had eaten.

"Forget it, he didn't want to ask me about the map. What he wanted to ask was, how are the sales of Dream of Red Mansions?" Fan Xian looked at Wang Qinian, who looked like he was rich, and was not forcing him to be rich.

"Mr. Fan, Dream of Red Mansions is very popular, and for just a few taels of silver a copy, people are buying it at very high prices!" Wang Qinian suddenly became interested in talking about business, and he was very excited and excited.

"It's so easy to sell!" Fan Xian didn't expect that as Fan Sizhe said, the Dream of Red Mansions business was very profitable. It seemed that the bookstore business could be done.

Fan Xian touched Dongba with his legs, thinking about the profits and costs, and became addicted to it for a moment. Wang Qinian looked at Fan Xian who was meditating, and then at Guo Baokun beside him. He moved slowly and saw that Guo Baokun not only did not stop him

, I was so wrong that I smiled slightly, and immediately felt relieved. With a slight push of my legs, I jumped directly on the wall.

"Goodbye Mr. Fan!" Wang Qinian smiled proudly, then jumped east and disappeared from Fan Xian's eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Fan Xian stood on his right leg and tried to stop Dong Wang Qinian, but he was a step too late.

"Why did I watch him run away?" Fan Xian looked at the leisurely Guo Baokun on the side and couldn't help complaining. He knew that Guo Baokun had reborn as a martial artist, but he didn't stop Wang Qinian.

"Why are you stopping him!!!" Guo Baokun was very angry that Fan Xian was going to take Fan Ruoruo to the Prince Jing's Poetry Recital. How could Keke help Fan Xian? His tone was very harsh. Anyway, Fan Xian would be uncomfortable.

He felt comfortable.

"He's gone too, Ruoruo, see you at Shihui!" Guo Baokun said goodbye directly instead of walking east with Fan Xian and his group.

.......

Fan Xian watched Guo Baokun leave without stopping him. After all, he had promised Teng Zijing to go to the forensic institute to help him check his family information, so Guo Baokun left at the right time.

"Ruoruo, Fan Sizhe and I took a carriage back together. He asked to go to the inspection institute! Don't ask for anyone to know that he is not in the car!" Fan Xian explained to Fan Ruoruo carefully. After all, what he did was not convenient for others to know.

I know, and I am currently attracting a lot of attention, so I hope Fan Ruoruo can help me cover up.

"Brother, I'll be careful. For the rest, I can just trust him!" Fan Ruoruo was worried about Fan Xian and whispered to him to pay attention to his safety.

"Fan Xian, why should I go? I really want to hide my traces. Do you want to do bad things?" Fan Sizhe was unwilling to help Fan Xian and immediately began to ask.

"I don't want to open a bookstore anymore, so I asked him to do it, and he agreed to it!" Fan Xian knew that Fan Sizhe had a simple mind, and he just wanted to make money, so he immediately agreed to Fan Sizhe's idea of ​​opening a bookstore.

"Shut up!" Fan Sizhe didn't care about anything else and immediately agreed, fearing that Fan Xian would regret it. He immediately climbed on the carriage and ignored Fan Xian's affairs completely. Nothing could delay Fan Sizhe's making money.

With that goal, you don't have to care about anything else.

Fan Xian strolled in the alley in front of the Inspection Institute. Looking at the huge courtyard, it was hard to believe that it was not the most feared authority in the Qing Kingdom, let alone a place that countless people wanted to enter.

Fan Xian walked to the stone tablet in front of the Institute of Inspection and stopped, thinking that his master Fei Jie said that the stone tablet was erected by his mother Ye Qingmei when the Institute of Inspection was established, and that the stone tablet engraved on it was "No."

The original intention when the Inspection Institute was established, can you see how the stone tablet is covered with dust? No one remembers the original intention when the Inspection Institute was established. The Inspection Institute has become the center of power and the abyss of desire, where is it now?

A terrifying secret service agency.

Fan Xian used his legs to carefully clean away the dust and moss on the stone tablet, and the handwriting on the stone tablet was slowly revealed bit by bit.
Chapter completed!