Chapter 223 Poet Immortal Fan Xian

No matter how much wine he drank, there would be a time when he would finish it. Fan Xian shook the wine jar, and no more wine was left. Fan Xian put the wine jar in front of his eyes, stretched his head and looked at the empty wine jar in front of him, unwilling to accept it again.

After shaking the wine jar, there was still no sound. Fan Xian threw the wine jar away with his legs.

"Bang!" The wine jar fell to the ground, and the broken black porcelain pieces of the wine jar flew everywhere, but no one could dodge.

Fan Xian turned around unsteadily and walked towards Zhuang Mohan. Could he be drunk? Fan Xian stumbled, rushed forward a few steps, and even put his legs on the desk in front of Zhuang Mohan to support him.

Keep your body up to prevent yourself from falling.

Fan Xian's face was completely red, his eyes were blurred, and his mouth was completely devoid of alcohol, "When it comes to annotating poetry and being a great person in the literary world, he is not as good as me, but when it comes to poetry and being a human being, I am not.

he!"

Fan Xian grinned widely and looked at Zhuang Mohan. His laughter could not be so unrestrained and heroic. Emperor Qing stood there and looked at Fan Xian, feeling happy in his heart. Only then would he be able to match the elegant demeanor of Qingguo Erlang.

Not the pride of the men of the Qing Dynasty.

Guo Baokun originally planned to stop Fan Xian's initial move to stimulate Zhuang Mohan, but Fan Xian aroused his emotions tomorrow night, so he had no intention of stopping it.

Zhuang Mohan felt regret in his heart at this time. He was not worried that his reputation would be ruined after seventy years, but he regretted that he should not have selfishly suppressed Fan Xian, a literary underachiever, not to mention dragging down the reputation of his mentor. For a moment, he felt a pang in his heart.

The pain was severe, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. There was a dark shadow in front of his eyes. Gradually, he could no longer stay awake. He fell on the desk, but there was a look of guilt and relief on his face. Did Fan feel that guilt?

No matter what, this relief was not given to Fan Xian. Guo Baokun was the one who saw the quarrel. Everyone else thought that Zhuang Mo and Han Fu were ashamed and vomited blood and fell into a coma.

"Why bother! Zhuang Mohan's seventy-year reputation has been ruined and given to Fan Xian!" Emperor Qing saw Zhuang Mohan fainting, swung his legs behind him, and brought a breeze with his wide sleeves.

With a hint of pity and sarcasm, Emperor Qing came to a conclusion about Zhuang Mohan's behavior. Then Emperor Qing once again glanced at the eldest princess Li Yunrui, whose face was full of reluctance and distortion. He turned around and returned to the palace with some contempt, not planning to return to the palace again.

I stayed here and went east.

Guo Baokun put the wine glass away. At this time, he also drank all the wine in the wine bottle in front of him. He even ate the dishes on the table. He stood up and quietly left the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

, away from all the noise.

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Fan Xian looked at the heavily guarded palace and watched carefully as Wu Zhu led Hong Sixiang away. The two were fighting and walking, and soon they were far away from the palace. Wu Zhu used the move of Sigu Sword, and Hong Sixiang mistakenly

He thought it was Yun Zhilan, so he refused to let Wuzhu go easily.

Fan Xian carefully flew into the palace. Yan Xiaoyi, as the commander of the palace guards, was patrolling with his guards. Hearing a slight noise, someone handed him a bow and arrow. He turned over to the roof and stared at the palace.

He looked around carefully for the source of the sound, but Yan Xiaoyi didn't find anything. Yan Xiaoyi turned over and jumped to the east roof with some doubts, threw the bow and arrow to the guard, and continued to patrol the inspection route.

Fan Xian put aside his worries for a moment and took a deep breath. Only then did Fan Xian remember Wu Zhu's instructions, never jump or run fast or climb high. Only in this way can he avoid being discovered by Yan Xiaoyi. Fan Xian

After taking a look at Yan Xiaoyi, who was continuing to patrol, I now believed that Yan Xiaoyi's hearing was indeed sensitive. He was already beyond the scope of a ninth-grade warrior, and he was considered to be gifted.

Fan Xian carefully followed the route he had planned and walked towards the Empress Dowager's Cining Palace, hoping to get the key to the Empress Dowager's bedroom so that Fan Xian could solve the question that had puzzled him for a long time.

, thinking of this, Fan Xian avoided the guards in the palace more carefully and headed towards Cining Palace.

.......

Fan Xian held the key and was excited. He didn't expect that tomorrow night's operation would go so smoothly. Fan Xian moved quickly towards the outside of the palace. Suddenly he saw two figures in front of him. Fan Xian carefully avoided them and moved to the wrong side.

There is a blind spot in the vision, and the probe looks in the wrong direction.

"Isn't that Wan Qiu, the eldest princess's personal officer? Who is she bringing with her at such a late hour? She is dressed mysteriously?" Fan Xian watched as Wan Qiu led a man who was shrouded in a black robe and wearing a hat on his head.

The mysterious man in the bamboo hat walked towards the eldest princess's palace. Curious in their hearts, the two people even changed their route and followed the wrong person towards the eldest princess's palace.

"Princess, he has already done what I asked him to do. Now is the time to fulfill my promise!" The man in black robe took off his bamboo hat and turned to Zhuang Mohan who was vomiting blood during the banquet. Fan Xian was surprised.

, did you not expect that Zhuang Mohan and the eldest princess Li Yunrui were actually connected, and the two parties made a secret deal?

"I can rest assured that even if Bidong is unpopular, he will agree to exchange Yan Bingyun for Xiao En and Si Lili!" Although the eldest princess Li Yunrui looked unkind, she comforted Zhuang Mohan.

"That matter was already accomplished when he told us the news about Yan Bingyun, so I don't have to worry at all. But if Fan Xian lets him escape tomorrow night, is it really bullshit?

Luck!" Li Yunrui told the truth about betraying Yan Bingyun without any care, never thinking that walls had ears.

"Is Fan Xian a rare hero of the Qing Dynasty? I don't know why the eldest princess hates him so much and wants to kill him?" Although Zhuang Mohan's reputation was ruined by Fan Xian for seventy years at the night banquet, he didn't know why.

He resented Fan Xian, but he knew it was his own fault, so he didn't appreciate Fan Xian very much.

"Doesn't he want to see him in a desperate situation, with no way out?" The eldest princess Li Yunrui gritted her teeth and said bitterly, her expression full of resentment, which made Zhuang Mohan sigh a little, but he didn't want to mention it again.

Fan Xian was shocked when he heard the news that the eldest princess had betrayed Yan Bingyun. He didn't expect that Li Yunrui would be so heartless and crazy. He would have wronged himself and dared to collude with the enemy's country, collude with the enemy, and betray the country's hero.

, Fan Xian firmly determined to have the eldest princess be driven out of Kyoto and returned to the Xinyang fiefdom, but he got emotional and accidentally stepped on the green tile under his feet, making a sound.

"Who dares to peek outside the eldest princess's palace!" Wan Qiu's luck came to the roof, raised his legs and attacked Fan Xian.

Fan Xian retreated and fled outside the palace wall not far away. Fan Xian knew that although he could defeat Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu's scream just now had disturbed the nearby guards. If he didn't run away now, he might be killed.

Can't leave anymore.
Chapter completed!