Vol 2 Chapter 136 (1/2)

Chapter 136: Intentions of Entering the Palace While Drunk

That night was destined to be like no ordinary night

After Fan Xian had given his i Mohan had left saddened His Majesty clearly wished to cultivate and educate the son of the Fan family The Crown Prince's position was secure So ht, so whether it was the e houes what they had seen But what had shocked everyone and caused the hth-level functionary Fan Xian in the palace hall that night

The co Master Fan was an immortal of poetry

Any who had doubted whether Fan Xian was the true author of those verses had their suspicions roundly reht Because after all, the context of the poeo back and forth between such discrepantly intense ht, then naturally one could fear that such a poet were ardless, everyone still believed that Fan Xian was no ordinary person It was nonsensical What ordinarypoetry as if he were a seller at a vegetable market? Even if he took no notice of his tiredness, it was truly so to behold

In short, every work of exquisite poetry - whether beautiful or intense or melancholy - that existed in a world si existed had unwillingly or willingly fallen from Fan Xian's lips From that moment on, they had become a part of the spirit of that world and could not break away from it

Within those poems were a number of literary allusions that were not clear, or parts that could not be understood; they were all taken by people to be a result of Fan Xian's drunken unintelligibility, and they prepared for him to explain them further once he had awoken from his intoxicated stupor As for whether Fan Xian would - in order to justify his lies - have to invent a fictional history of China, write the Four Classic Novels of Chinese literature, or castrate himself to avoid inconvenience, that was for another tie back to Fan Manor, Fan Xian was still in a deep drunken sleep Afterwards, soht in the palace, regardless of how many poems he had composed, he had drunk no less than four and a half kilos of the E the poems that would win him the infatuation of all the scholars in the land, he was utterly blacked out

He had been lifted from the Emperor's feet and carried out of the palace by a eunuch, absolutely stinking of wine, gru incoherently, and thankfully had not fainted while all those presents regarded hie from Fan Manor, the palace eunuchs warned the servants of Fan Manor to look after their do, the old men joked, they could not allow hie arrived at Fan Manor, news had arrived of the young reat triu Mohan The whole house shared in his glory A servant happily carried hie on his back, with Lady Liu personally clearing the way, taking hi to the kitchen to cook soirls were not attentive enough, and carefully wrung out a washcloth to moisten his dry lips

Fan Sizhe, woken by the noise, rubbed his sore eyes and looked at his blackout-drunk brother with a mixture of envy and admiration Count Sinan smiled as he wrote in his study The look of fatherly pride on their master's face was clear even to his uncultured servants He thought about what he should write in the

folding notebook he was going to give to His Majesty He figured that His Majesty would not be surprised by the things that had happened to Fan Xian; after all, he was a child of the tianered into the night, everyone gradually dissipated, not daring to disturb Fan Xian's drunken dreams At that moment, his eyes opened quickly ”My belt,” he said to his sister, standing watch by his bedside ”Light green pill”

Seeing that he ake, Ruoruo did not have time to ask She quickly retreived the pill from his belt and put it in hiswhile and slowly circulated his zhenqi, finding that the pill really was quite effective in counteracting the effects of the alcohol The uneasy feeling had already disappeared from his belly, and his mind was absolutely sober Of course, he was not really drunk During his earlier ”recitation” at the palace, when he had recited those ancient writers' works just as they had, that was his own brilliance

”I orried whether soht After all, right now I should so drunk that being aould be impossible” As he put on his clothes with his sister's help, he frohile he pondered His eyes were co taken no effect

”They probably won't I told the what he was about to do, could not help but feel anxious

”Lady Liu” Fan Xian frowned ”Will she come to look after me?”

”I'” Fan Ruoruo looked at him nervously and spoke in a low voice ”But you had best be quick, brother”

Fan Xian felt for the dagger hidden in his boot, the three needles in his hair, and the pills on his waist Confir that he was completely prepared, he nodded his head ”I'll be as quick as I can”

He left the back of theprepared for his ht, and under the cover of darkness he was very difficult to see Only when he h the darkness, was there the slight sense of the presence of soh a prepared hole in the wall, there was a carriage already waiting outside