Daqing: Immortality begins with taking Fan Xian as your disciple!

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His appearance alone revealed his serious and unsmiling nature.

This person is none other than Fan Jian, the Duke of Sinan, a favorite of His Majesty the Emperor.

He was holding two letters in his hands, and he opened one of them and was reading it carefully.

He would stroke his beard at times, frown at others, and nod at still others.

When Fan Jian was young, he was actually a very gentle person with a scholarly air.

At times, his temperament is actually somewhat similar to Su Yu's.

This is why Madam Fan felt a sense of familiarity with Su Yu on the first day they met.

However, this might be because he served in the Ministry of Revenue for a relatively long time.

Nowadays, Fan Jian seems to reek more of money.

As a result, few people can still see the scholarly air that was inherent in him.

Even when he looks in the mirror, he can't help but feel a little dazed.

However, Fan Jian still misses his younger self.

Therefore, when reading the first letter from Danzhou, which mentioned Mr. Su.

Fan Jian was in a very relaxed and happy mood.

He admired this young scholar.

The letter in my left hand is a family letter written by my mother, several thick pages long.

The letter also described Fan Xian and Ruoruo's studies and life in Danzhou.

It was also mentioned that there was a young schoolteacher named Su in the mansion.

It is said that Mr. Su has excellent literary talent, is very upright and refined in character, and is first-class in both appearance and personality.

Moreover, he taught Fan Xian and Ruoruo very well.

Today, one can write poetry at the age of five, and the other has begun studying medicine.

Ruoruo's health is much better than it was in Kyoto.

As Fan Jian read, he stroked his beard and nodded with a smile from time to time.

This Mr. Su is not very old, but he is surprisingly extraordinary.

He passed the imperial examination at the age of fifteen, becoming the youngest person to achieve this honor in the Qing Kingdom!

His poems and articles are all insightful.

Not bad, there are always talented people in the country!

It is a blessing for Qingguo that there are still such talented young people today!

She was preparing for the imperial examinations in the spring while also teaching Fan Xian so well.

This shows how adept he was at scientific research.

The mother mentioned that Mr. Su would come to Kyoto next year to participate in the imperial examination.

The Fan family should treat them as honored guests and provide them with the utmost hospitality; they must not be neglected.

Fan Jian nodded, a smile on his face.

That's natural; Mr. Su is a nobleman in the Fan family.

I also saw that Mr. Su had helped Ruoruo recover her health and taught her medicine.

Fan Jian's face showed a mixture of shock, joy, and gratitude.

This Mr. Su is truly a surprise.

He excelled in his studies and even possessed medical skills.

Moreover, this Mr. Su came from a humble background and grew up relying on the kindness of many families.

Fan Jian couldn't help but marvel once again.

This Mr. Su is truly gifted, a genius of his time!

A dragon among men, destined to soar through the heavens!

However, Fan Jian sometimes looked at the handwriting on the letter with doubt.

Some even doubted whether it was a letter written by his elderly mother herself.

It wouldn't be surprising if someone else said that.

It was quite strange that the old lady said that.

After all, it's not easy for an old lady to praise someone.

Now, however, they're praising Mr. Su Yu to the skies.

Fan Jian raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that the person inside was named Su Yu.

He might need to consider whether his mother was describing him.

Of course, this refers to him when he was young.

When he looked at the letter on his right, which was sent by the Censorate, he realized that...

Fan Jian frowned slightly.

After thinking about it for a while, I opened it anyway.

Then, his facial expression changed...

Chapter 48 Fan Jian: Outrageous! That Su fellow stole my son!

Fan Jian had been wondering why the letter from the Censorate was being sent to him.

He was just a minor vice minister in the Ministry of Revenue.

They have no connection whatsoever with the Censorate, a large department that controls the world's secrets.

It's nothing more than that when I was young, I had some connection with their Dean Chen.

But since that person died, the two of them have tacitly stopped seeing each other.

Fan Jian shook his head, ending his thoughts from drifting away.

Therefore, this is a letter from the Supervisory Board.

Surely Chen Pingping isn't trying to chat with me about everyday things?

If that's the case, then Chen Pingping must have gone mad.

He lowered his head and focused his gaze on the letter in his right hand.

The handwriting on the letter paper had dried out completely, and the signature at the end was Fei Jie.

Both the content of the letter and the final signature were distorted and deformed.

All of these seem to reveal that the letter writer was carrying some kind of complex emotions.

……

Fan Xian is a boy with extraordinary courage and perseverance.

[They are also exceptionally intelligent and mature.]

He studied under a young schoolteacher surnamed Su in the household for over a year.

At only five years old, she can already read various ancient texts fluently.

In addition to this, Fan Xian has now also learned to compose poetry.

[And it's very well written!]

……

After reading the first page, I saw Fei Jie using these words to describe Fan Xian as "extraordinary".

Fan Jian stroked his short beard and smiled with satisfaction.

At only five years old, his character and talent are already so outstanding.

No wonder he's her son!

The letter also mentioned that Fan Xian could now compose poetry.

Fan Jian smiled, and the old lady echoed his sentiments.

Indeed, for a five-year-old child to be able to compose poetry is quite remarkable.

I wonder if the people in their oversight council have never read any books in their daily lives.

Otherwise, how could a poem be written by a five-year-old child?

Can it really be described as 'very good'?

It wasn't that Fan Jian looked down on the Censorate or thought they were just a bunch of brutes.

I was just genuinely curious.

Fan Jian continued reading with a smile.

What exactly was Fan Xian's "very good" poem?

Meeting is difficult, parting is even more so; the east wind is powerless, and the flowers are withered.

Fan Jian was stunned when he saw this sentence.

Indeed, it's excellent!

His eyes showed shock, but also a hint of doubt.

Could such beautiful verses have been written by a five-year-old child?

Fan Jian frowned and read the first two lines of the letter over and over again.

Confirmed, this was indeed done by Fan Xian!

Then, several proud laughs came from the study.