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Chapter 8: Fan Xian Finally Becomes the "Poet Immortal"
After Fan Xian and Ye Chengfeng finished their sparring match, they returned to their respective seats.
Li Yunrui seized the opportunity and immediately launched an attack on Fan Xian.
"The martial arts competition was enjoyable, Your Majesty. We shouldn't neglect Mr. Zhuang. Mr. Zhuang is a great literary figure, and Fan Xian is exceptionally talented. Why don't we ask Mr. Zhuang to give him some pointers?"
Li Yunrui's intentions were obvious to everyone present, who were all intelligent enough to see through them.
Li Yunrui is trying to flatter Fan Xian to his detriment.
But there's nothing wrong with what she said; at least it seems like she's mentoring Fan Xian.
"Indeed, Fan Xielu's poem 'Autumn Sorrow Across Ten Thousand Miles' still lingers in my mind. What does Mr. Zhuang think of Fan Xian's poem?"
Watching them act so earnestly, Ye Chengfeng almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Here it comes, here it comes, the iconic scene is here!"
Sure enough, Zhuang Mohan soon joined forces with Li Yunrui to frame Fan Xian for plagiarism, and then Fan Xian began reciting poems.
Zhuang Mohan was so angry that he fainted, while the ministers of Qing Kingdom were naturally extremely agitated.
Ye Chengfeng watched silently, no longer having any intention of causing trouble for Fan Xian.
There was no other way. The ministers of Qing Kingdom were so fanatical that if Ye Chengfeng raised any questions at this time, he would probably be torn to pieces.
After finishing his poem, Fan Xian also casually mentioned Guo Baokun, who had initially caused him trouble.
It naturally ended with Fan Xian getting drunk.
As for how to handle the matter afterward, with outsiders like Ye Chengfeng still around, they naturally wouldn't be in such a hurry to deal with it.
Early the next morning, Ye Chengfeng prepared gifts and, together with Xiao Lan and the others, went to the Fan residence to pay a visit to Fan Ruoruo.
As soon as the carriage arrived at the gate of the Fan residence, it saw a troop of imperial guards, led by a general carrying a bow and arrows.
"What a coincidence? Yan Xiaoyi arrived so quickly?"
"Isn't this Lord Yan Xiaoyi, the 'Deputy' Commander of the Imperial Guards? What brings you to the Fan residence? Could it be that you're here to visit Miss Ruoruo as well?"
Before Yan Xiaoyi could answer, Ye Chengfeng continued, "Indeed, who wouldn't like a talented woman like Miss Ruoruo? But aren't you a bit too old?"
"Hmph, get out of my way, I don't have time for you."
Yan Xiaoyi was quite arrogant and bypassed Ye Chengfeng, attempting to force his way into the Fan residence.
"Who is this young master? He's so arrogant!"
Xiao Lan said indignantly.
"Hehe, he's the only ninth-rank archer in the world, so it's normal for him to be a little arrogant."
Although Ye Chengfeng was smiling, his smile was somewhat lewd.
As expected, Yan Xiaoyi will be tricked by Fan Xian later, forcing him to kneel down and apologize to Fan Ruoruo.
To be fair, Yan Xiaoyi was indeed very patient, kneeling down without hesitation. After all, he was a ninth-rank martial artist, and the only ninth-rank archer at that.
"Xiao Lan is going to deliver the visiting card; I think the Fan family won't refuse."
Sure enough, after the visiting card was handed over, a servant quickly led Ye Chengfeng and his servant into the Fan residence.
Not long after, Ye Chengfeng saw Yan Xiaoyi hurrying away.
Fan Ruoruo also came to the living room to greet Ye Chengfeng, since Ye Chengfeng had come to visit her.
"Something unexpected happened at home, I apologize for keeping you waiting, Young Master Ye."
Fan Ruoruo was still a little shaken, and hadn't gotten much rest after spending the whole night guarding outside Fan Xian's bedroom.
She looked somewhat listless.
"Miss Ruoruo, there's no need for this. I sense that you're not in a good state. Were you perhaps bullied? Was it that Yan Xiaoyi from earlier?"
"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Ye. I'm fine now. My elder brother was drunk yesterday, and I took care of him. I just didn't get enough rest."
Fan Ruoruo said with a slight apology.
"I see. I was being presumptuous. In that case, I will visit again tomorrow. Miss Ruoruo, please go and get some rest."
"Due to a sudden change in my family situation, Ruoruo will not keep Young Master Ye any longer. I will see you off."
"Then I'll take my leave."
After seeing Ye Chengfeng off, Fan Ruoruo hurried to Fan Xian's bedroom.
"Brother, are you there?"
"Come in, Ruoruo."
As soon as Fan Ruoruo entered the room, she smelled blood and immediately asked with concern, "Brother, are you injured?"
"It's nothing, just some minor injuries. Did Ye Chengfeng, the little sword immortal from Dongyi City, arrive earlier?"
"Hmm, what exactly happened? Why did this young swordsman suddenly send me a visiting card today? Shouldn't he be visiting Father, or you, brother?"
Seeing that his younger sister seemed to have a good impression of that little sword immortal, Fan Xian felt like his little cabbage had been eaten by a pig.
Left with no other choice, he could only tell Fan Ruoruo what had happened the night before.
"What? That little sword immortal really said that? No, I won't marry him. I'm going to find my father right now and make him reject this marriage proposal."
With that, Fan Ruoruo ran off in a flurry of activity.
"This girl, Uncle Wuzhu, what exactly do you think Ye Chengfeng means?"
Fan Xian didn't believe that Ye Chengfeng had really taken a liking to his younger sister, since the two of them had only met for the first time today.
How to win someone's favor?
"I don't know. If you don't like it, I'll go kill him."
Wu Zhu appeared directly behind Fan Xian.
"Hey, Uncle Wuzhu, don't kill people so easily. They were just expressing their feelings."
Fan Xian rubbed his forehead. He had lost his temper with Wu Zhu when he killed Lin Gong before, although he regretted it afterward.
"Let's see what's in the box I left you!"
"it is good."
On the carriage back to the post station, Xiaolan remained sullen.
At first, when she heard that her young master had fallen in love with a woman from the Qing Kingdom, she didn't care much.
But after seeing Fan Ruoruo today, Xiaolan felt a little ashamed of herself.
"Young Master, do you really like that Fan Ruoruo?"
"What are you thinking about?"
Ye Chengfeng gently ruffled Xiaolan's hair and explained, "I just wanted to annoy that Fan Xian. He actually dared to speak ill of your young master at the banquet. Do you think your young master is the type to suffer in silence?"
Xiao Lan blushed and defended herself, "Actually, Fan Ruoruo and the young master are quite a good match. Xiao Lan can accept such a young mistress."
"You little rascal, you wouldn't happen to like your young master too, would you? Sure enough, I'm just too charming."
"Hmph, no way, Xiaolan doesn't like the young master."
Xiao Lan was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground. She turned her back and dared not look at Ye Chengfeng again.
"Hehe, easy peasy."
Speaking of which, Ye Chengfeng really likes Fan Ruoruo. The actress who plays Fan Ruoruo in the TV series is Song Yi, and her appearance is definitely stunning.
Unfortunately, Fan Ruoruo was a "brother-supporting demon," and Ye Chengfeng always kept his distance from such people.
Not long after returning to the post station, news of Fan Xian composing a hundred poems while drinking heavily the previous night spread like wildfire throughout the capital.
He also gained a new title—"Little Fan the Poet"!
He was hailed as the hope for the rise of the literary world in Qing Kingdom.
"Young Master, why is that Fan Xian the same as you? Why does he also have 'Immortal' in his title?"
Xiao Lan pouted and complained with a displeased expression.
In her mind, only her young master deserved the title of "immortal".
"If people want to be called 'Immortal,' then let them be. The word 'Immortal' doesn't belong to our family."
The next morning, Ye Chengfeng originally planned to visit Fan Ruoruo again.
Unexpectedly, Fan Xian came to visit him first!
"Wait a minute! Shouldn't Fan Xian be dealing with Li Yunrui right now?"
Ye Chengfeng remembered that last night, Fan Xian went to the palace to steal the key and happened to run into Li Yunrui and Zhuang Mohan having a secret meeting.