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

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What a triumphant yet wretched life this is!

"A letter from Danzhou."

Suddenly, a black shadow drifted in from the corner of the secret room like the wind.

He handed the letter to Chen Pingping.

At the same time, he also took down the black cloth covering the glass window of the secret room.

Make sure the sealed room is completely covered, so that not a single ray of sunlight can get in.

In particular, strong light should not be shone on the person in the wheelchair.

After all, the old man in front of me was afraid of light.

This has been the case for many years since I came back from the north.

I don’t know why, but even so, he still occasionally pulls back the black cloth.

Just so those wildflowers can get some sun?

Shadow shook his head, not quite understanding, and too lazy to think about it.

After delivering the letter, he left like a gust of wind.

Chen Pingping frowned, glanced at him, and ultimately remained silent.

He then turned his gaze to the letter in his hand and slowly opened it.

[Dean Chen, it is as if we are meeting in person.]

【…】

This child is extremely intelligent and mature.

When she gets cunning, she's like a little fox.

If all the boys of his age in the Qing Kingdom were placed together...

[Then Fan Xian would definitely be hiding at the very back of the crowd.]

But it will also be the first to be discovered.

Chen Pingping turned her head and glanced at the flowers in the corner.

He smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth turning up.

Her cleverness is somewhat like her mother's.

After a very brief smile, Chen Pingping's face returned to calm.

Then I continued reading the rest of the letter.

Having studied under the teacher for over a year, his knowledge has indeed improved significantly.

[When he occasionally comments on the writings of past sages, his points are quite insightful.]

[There were some things he said that weren't things someone his age should be saying.]

[It's probably because he's been spending too much time with that Mr. Su.]

Chen Pingping nodded.

I recall Fei Jie mentioning something similar in one of his previous letters.

Fan Xian, that kid, always likes to imitate adults' speech.

Although he is only five years old, he speaks like a little adult.

Upon seeing Fei Jie mention the young schoolteacher in Danzhou again, Su Yu...

Chen Pingping stopped reading and pondered for a moment.

Before sending Fei Jie to Danzhou, the only purpose of the mission was to have him teach Fan Xian how to use poison.

Another task was to have him investigate the person who had suddenly appeared beside Fan Xian.

Judging from Fei Jie's previous letters, he was just an ordinary schoolteacher.

She is outstanding in appearance, outstanding in writing, and outstanding in temperament.

He was very young, but his talent was astonishing. He passed the imperial examination at the age of fifteen.

But Chen Pingping didn't care about any of that.

Su Yu came from a very ordinary background; he was just an orphan from the countryside.

This trip to Danzhou is my first time traveling so far from home.

Due to his family circumstances, he had never practiced martial arts and had no internal energy at all.

And that's what Chen Pingping was concerned about.

This signifies his presence at the Fan residence in Danzhou.

It has no connection with any party or force; it's just a coincidence.

Su Yu had never practiced martial arts and possessed no internal energy.

Therefore, it will not pose a threat to Fan Xian, or more accurately, to anyone else. 8

On the contrary, it's because of Mr. Fan Xian. 9

Perhaps when this frail scholar arrives in Kyoto, we can offer him some extra protection.

But he no longer needed to think about these things. 9

He was teaching at the Fan family residence; that Lord Sinan should have done those things properly. 6

In conclusion, for Chen Pingping, this person didn't require further investigation.

However, what puzzled Chen Pingping was... 4

Why did Fei Jie mention Mr. Su so frequently in this letter? 6

It seems that they pay more attention to him than to Fan Xian.

Chen Pingping shook his head and continued reading the letter.

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

Like silkworms spinning silk until death, or candles burning until they are ash, so too does life end.

【…】

I find it hard to believe that a five-year-old child could write such a poem.

But what surprised me even more was that this poem was written for Mr. Su.

He regarded Mr. Su as both a brother and a father, showing him the utmost respect.

It's a pity he didn't know.

There are many people in this world who quietly care about him.

Chen Pingping smiled slightly.

This child's literary talent is truly astonishing.

In this respect, he is completely different from his mother.

While surprised, I was also somewhat relieved.

And I also felt a greater sense of appreciation and gratitude towards Mr. Su.

He taught this child very well.

As for Fei Jie's last two sentences...

Chen Pingping shook his head and dismissed it with a smile.

The person who once gave him absolute trust and respect is no longer in 04278.

In a way, he had nothing left to hold him back in this world.

Fan Xian's concern stemmed more from his guilt and longing for his deceased friend.

He is a man who lives in darkness.

His life was destined to be one of solitude, with the abyss as his final resting place.

As for those emotions and bonds with people, he no longer needs them.

Only in this way can you get close to that person and accomplish what he wants to do.

Chen Pingping put the letter away, slowly closed her eyes, and thought of that old friend.

If she were to read this letter, and read this stunning poem written by her son...

I discovered that it wasn't written for her, but rather to praise the young schoolteacher.

She must have been furious and angry.

She might even cause trouble for that man out of jealousy.

Chen Pingping slowly opened her eyes and smiled unconsciously.

But the smile didn't last long; the upturned corners of his mouth returned to their usual calm.

He glanced forlornly at the withered wildflowers in the corner and sighed.

If only the young lady were still here.

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Chapter 50 Emperor Qing: He considers that Mr. Su his father? Doesn't he have a father?!

Before I knew it, it seemed like it was already dark.

It's not because you can see the sun setting from this secret room.

I only saw the shadow going to eat, and I knew it was dinnertime.

Chen Pingping pushed her wheelchair and left the secret room.

He stopped reminiscing about the past, but the smile on his lips also faded.

He knew that even the most beautiful memories only existed in the past.