According to Fan Xian's temperament, after the fight, he naturally had to hurry back to his own house and find his mother, but he never expected Fan Ruoruo to glare at him. It seemed that his sister thought that he was too heavy, so he had to smile bitterly and shake his head, watching his sister take out a handkerchief and wipe the tip of Ye Linger's bleeding nose.

"The tip of Ye Ling'er's little nose is quite beautiful, but it's a pity that she looks like a runny little broken child at this time. ”

"Ye Chong's family is also surnamed Ye, and my mother is also surnamed Ye, was it because of this reason that they had been looking at each other unpleasantly, and now Ye Ling'er and I are also looking at each other unpleasantly, it seems that it is the legacy of the elders. ”

In fact, Fan Xian is a very calm person, but at this time, the scene is embarrassing, and it is inconvenient to walk away for a while, so he has to think about these things to hide his emotions.

......

After a long time, Ye Ling'er, who was crying and crying, finally calmed down under Fan Ruoruo's comfort, and then looked at Fan Xian's eyes with a trace of awe in addition to hatred. After all, she is a woman of the Ye family, her skills are not as good as others, and she will not be entangled more, so she actually struggled to salute Fan Xian and admit defeat.

Seeing that the other party was down, in this way, Fan Xian was a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and asked casually, "What palm technique did you use just now?"

"The big coffin. Ye Ling'er snorted, raised her face and replied stubbornly: "I admit defeat, but this is just my lack of skill, and it has nothing to do with my Ye family's family martial arts." ”

Fan Xian felt that this girl finally had a hint of cuteness at this time, and said with a smile: "The name of the big coffin is good, it seems to be a simple version of the flowing clouds, and it is not easy for the girl to have such a martial arts cultivation." ”

This sedan chair is carried by everyone, and someone has carried it on the face, and someone has to carry it in the back. So Ye Ling'er covered her bloodshot nose, snorted twice, and asked, "What trick did you use?" ”

The Ye family is all martial arts. Ye Ling'er was not in a hurry to find the field at this time. But he was anxious to know what the trick of the other party's trick and unimaginable means was, Qingren was good at martial arts, but no one had ever been like Fan Xian, who just relied on his true qi, speed, and judgment, and came first, relying on his own understanding of the structure of the human body, attacking the parts that the enemy never cared about, so as to achieve a lot of victory-this kind of technique Ye Ling'er has indeed never seen before. But her uncle had seen it.

Fan Xian was stunned, thinking that his black fist didn't seem to be a trick, and he was slightly moved: "It's just a small means." Miss Ye, go and heal your injuries. ”

These methods are a set of techniques that Wuzhu taught him to kill people, Fei Jie taught him the art of recognizing people, and the experience he used for the first time when Niu blocked the street. Fan Xian named this a small means, which is indeed true.

Later, Fan Xian's small methods were also famous in Kyoto, and he became a kind of title that could be used in martial arts compulsory books, which Fan Xian could not imagine at this time. Otherwise, he would definitely take a name such as "Shanzhou Folding Plum Hand" and "Sinan Liuyang Palm".

Today, however, small means always prevail over big coffins.

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Although most of this kind of "martial arts competition" in Beijing is carried out in the government, it is not a new thing after all. Therefore, Fan Ye and Ye did not do anything because of this, Ye Ling'er, who admitted defeat, left in a huff, but before leaving, he insisted on handing the scimitar at his waist to Fan Xian. It is said that it is the lottery head after admitting defeat in the competition.

Sit in a carriage. Fan Xian smiled bitterly and played with the color head in his hand, thinking that he had a fight with a little girl for no reason. Maybe he will offend Ye Fu. Fan Ruoruo seemed to guess what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "It's not in the way, the children of the Ye Mansion are good at martial arts, and the world knows it, otherwise it would be impossible to become a great grandmaster." Ye Dazhong is very upright, and he will not be angry because of such a small thing. ”

Fan Xian sighed and said, "It's not entirely because of this matter, it's just that I feel like it's nonsense." ”

Fan Ruoruo smiled and asked, "It's really surprising that my brother refused to duel with her before. ”

"Accident? Are you worried that the people in Kyoto will think I'm cowardly? You also said before that she is only a seventh-rank master, and I am a strange scholar who has even killed an eighth-rank master. Even if I don't fight her, will the people in Kyoto still think that I am afraid of her?" Fan Xian smiled and said, "Although it is true that the sword is more powerful than words, if words alone are enough to humiliate and hit the other party, then why use the sword again." ”

After saying this, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said angrily: "Yes, we have already had a fight, and it is useless to talk about this." ”

Fan Ruoruo chuckled.

Fan Xian asked curiously, "Why does Miss Ye always look at me unpleasantly?"

"My sister doesn't know. Fan Ruoruo thought for a while and responded: "I probably felt that my sister-in-law was going to marry you before, which was a very sad thing, and although there was no such problem later, we lied to her again, which is equivalent to borrowing her help to let you see your sister-in-law, she couldn't swallow this breath." ”

Fan Xian smiled bitterly: "I know that there is no secret between the so-called handkerchiefs. ”

"The key is the students of Lord Fei. Fan Ruoruo continued to explain: "My brother used this name last time, and now it seems that many people know that our family has a good relationship with Lord Chen of the Supervision Yuan, probably because of this incident. ”

Fan Xian's heart froze, thinking that he wouldn't let others guess anything from this matter, right? But after thinking about it, the Ye family was many years ago, and after a few months in Kyoto, it seemed that the people of Kyoto had already forgotten what happened back then.

Fan Ruoruo handed him a piece of paper at this time, he took it and took a closer look, then crumpled it into a small paper ball and threw it out of the car window. On the paper are a few sentences written by Wan'er, the main purpose of coming to Beppu today is to discuss with his fiancée, and he is about to go to meet his father-in-law, what should he mention. Although Lin Wan'er has not lived with the prime minister since she was a child, after all, she is a father and daughter, and she is much clearer than herself, an outsider.

On the second day, the sky was slightly dark, and there were dark clouds approaching the city, which slightly reduced the blazing sun, but made Kyoto feel more like a steamer.

Fan Xian wiped his sweat and squatted on the curb of Olebamboo Road, carefully picking the goods on the stall. Jiazhu Road is a distribution center for antiques and toys in Kyoto, and those who are interested in these things can do so when the weather is nice. They all like to come to this street to shop. Fan Xian learned the style of an expert. One foot on the shoulder of the road, one foot on the edge of the kraft paper stall, fingers on the stall moving, most of the hour, but there is no final result.

The stall owner was a little anxious, but he was indeed a rich and noble person when he was dressed, so he didn't talk much, so he had to smile and say, "This son." What exactly do you want to see?"

"Snuffbox. Fan Xian was a little helpless to speak, Wan'er said that the Prime Minister's biggest hobby over the years was playing snuff bottles, so he was counting on a good one today. I didn't expect that I would be dazzled, and I didn't see anything that could enter my eyes.

"Well, you've got the right place. The stall owner's eyes lit up and said: "I have blue and white glaze, jadeite, amber, which one you want, especially jadeite, great." Look at this. He picked up a small standing pot, the color of the pot was green and yellowish, "See? But there is nothing to say about the workmanship of the material. ”

"Do you have emeralds?" Fan Xian thought to himself, he had to pick the most expensive one. The stall owner was embarrassed and said: "The emerald is too expensive, and it is used as a snuff bottle, which is a system only in the palace." Although I don't demand this very much nowadays, if you want to find an emerald snuff box on the oleander road, it will be a little difficult. ”

The stall owner was a very good person, and he actually pointed out a big shop on the street to Fan Xian, saying that if he wanted to find an emerald snuff bottle, he had to go to that house.

Fan Xian thanked him, put down a piece of broken silver and took a piece of broken porcelain that he didn't know if it was true or not, and then got up and left. Wang Qinian watched from the sidelines, a smile appeared on his face, thinking that this adult was extremely gentle with the peddlers and pawns, and the key was to be as careful as a hair.

Entering the big store, there was a gust of breeze blowing in the face, and when I looked at it, it was a pull screen fan that was constantly shaking, Fan Xian was greatly admired, and he was not in a hurry to ask the snuff bottle, first pulled the shop owner to ask who sold this fan, and only after asking did he know that it was a new product that came out last year, and the store owner had some explanations with the business, so he put it in the hall as a live advertisement.

After asking the address of the business, Fan Xian began to ask about the snuff bottle. The shopkeeper looked Fan Xian up and down, confirmed the depth of the other party's purse from his clothes, and then entered the back room and carefully took out a box, put it on the table and opened it. The box is covered with broken red brocade, and the extremely soft material is in the snuff box of various materials to prevent it from breaking. The boss didn't talk much, and asked very neatly: "To be good, or to be the best." ”

Fan Xian liked this feeling and smiled: "Of course it's the best." ”

Hearing this, the boss actually put the box on the cover, groped around the waist for a long time, and took out a light cyan jade pot, the color is green, without a trace of flocculent existence, it is really a good material, which depicts a fishing man sitting alone by the cold river, not only the artistic conception is superior, the brushwork touch is more slender and supple, and the craftsmanship is extremely rare to see ghost work.

"Make an offer. Fan Xian took it and played with it in the palm of his hand, feeling that the palm was warm, and the feel was very good, some itchy, some slippery, and some moist.

"Two dry and two silver. The boss was expressionless, and seemed to be very tired of someone coming to buy things, and seemed to ignore it a little, but it made Fan Xian interested, the goods were really good, and the style of the old store was indeed different.

He thought about it, and all the silver he saved in Shanzhou and his sister's filial piety were given to his younger brother to open a bookstore, and the bookstore is now doing a good business, but the silver in his back hand has not been brought back to himself, so he later transferred two thousand taels of silver through Fuji Zijing in Gongzhong, except for the four hundred taels used to drink flower wine on the flower boat, and the last seven have been used for eight purposes, and there are more than 1,300 taels left, so he frowned and said: "Eight hundred taels." ”