Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 341: Liu Hong sneaks home and takes Lin Wan'er and Liu Ying away! Fan Xian is furious

There was an unstoppable sense of desolation in Ye Liuyun's eyes.

In terms of martial arts talent, he could be said to be the best in a thousand years, but it was only after he was beaten up by Wu Zhu that he found the opportunity to break through to the Grandmaster level.

But once you reach the level of Grand Master, your strength will no longer depend on your martial arts talent.

Rather, it is the understanding and exploration of philosophy and metaphysics.

Fan Xian looked at Emperor Qing and Ye Liuyun.

He kept thinking about the letter Si Gu Jian had written to him, which told about his enlightenment in breaking through to become a grandmaster.

The amount of true Qi that the human body can contain is limited, so before Ye Qingmei, countless people thought that the ninth level was the limit in the world.

I didn't expect that Ku He had such divinity and could store his true energy in nature.

Si Gu Jian used his devilish nature to hold the sword, leaving his own little world with only himself, and filled the world with sword intent.

Ye Liuyun is full of immortal spirit, playing around in the human world and toying with the mortal world with his flowing clouds.

As for the most powerful master before, Emperor Qing, his true energy was stored in every part of his body, and his own heart represented the heaven and earth, so he could absorb true energy unscrupulously.

This is their anchor point to becoming a Grand Master.

Fan Xian continued to comprehend Si Gu Jian's somewhat profound words, and his mind was in a mess.

Si Gu Jian told Fan Xian the method to break through to the Grandmaster level, but Fan Xian still didn't understand how to do it.

I always feel that these are too general and unscientific.

After recuperating for a while, Ye Liuyun felt much better and staggered out of the palace.

Before leaving, he expressed his doubts.

"Your Majesty, do you think Liu Hong will surpass the Grandmaster? Although he is the youngest Grandmaster, he has gone further than us."

Emperor Qing frowned unconsciously and snorted coldly.

"There is absolutely no such possibility! If it were so easy for a Grandmaster to break through, I would have done it long ago."

Fan Xian quickly stood up and lowered his head.

Ye Liuyun glanced at Emperor Qing, who still couldn't tolerate failure, hesitated for a moment, and spoke slowly.

"But before us, people in the world also believed that the ninth rank was the best in the world."

Emperor Qing’s face darkened instantly.

When Liu Hong just broke through to the Grandmaster level, he could still see the shadow of Domineering Qi and Tianyi Dao Kung Fu.

Now Liu Hong has mastered it and realized the inner sage and outer king.

At this rate, Liu Hong is likely to find a way to break through to the Grandmaster level.

Emperor Qing's eyes flashed with jealousy and resentment.

"Liu Hong's anchor point is the Han Kingdom, its reforms and its people. As long as they are destroyed, he will never find a way to break through to the Grandmaster level in his lifetime."

Fan Xian frowned, really not understanding what the Han Kingdom had to do with Liu Hong's breakthrough to Grandmaster level.

Suzhou City, the residence of Fan Family, the chief attendant of the Imperial Study.

Liu Hong stood in this mansion, his eyes stayed there for a while, and then he walked into the mansion.

When the Fan family guards saw this guy who came from nowhere, they all drew their swords and shouted.

"This is Master Xiao Fan's residence. Outsiders are not allowed in."

Liu Hong just waved his sleeves, and these guards vomited blood and looked horrified.

They thought of this method of painting the sky above Suzhou city, like a scroll arranged by the gods on earth.

"King of Han Liu Hong?"

A voice sounded, and the guards' legs began to tremble.

Liu Hong ignored the group of people and walked straight towards the west room.

Lin Wan'er held Liu Ying in her arms, standing at the door of the west room, looking at the current number one man in the world.

"King Han, I didn't expect you to risk your life and come to Qing Kingdom in person."

Liu Hong sneered.

"The only thing I'm afraid of from the Qing Kingdom is the 800,000-man army and Wuzhu. This is not putting yourself in danger."

Lin Wan'er gently handed Liu Ying out, with a gentle expression, and patted Liu Ying's little head lightly.

"The King of Han came for Liu Ying, and now he should really go back."

Liu Hong glanced at the timid Liu Ying, his tone unchanged.

"Liu Ying is leaving, and you have to go with me. Prime Minister Lin has worked hard for the Han Kingdom, and I must make sure he has no worries."

Lin Wan'er laughed. She had never seen a man who did not look like a monarch.

Taking a look at the Fan Mansion, it seems that there is nothing worth reminiscing about here now.

His eldest brother Lin Dabao and second brother Lin Gong died indirectly at the hands of Fan Xian.

In the past, Fan Xian promised her affectionately that he would never let her down in his life, and now he has married Princess Qinghe of Prince Jing.

The Fan Mansion was large enough to accommodate more than a dozen concubines living together, but it was also small enough to accommodate two wives.

Lin Wan'er held Liu Ying in her arms and walked towards Liu Hong.

She is not her love-brained mother, nor is she the brother-protecting fanatic Fan Ruoruo.

Since Fan Xian had let her down and hurt her heart time and time again.

There was no need for Lin Wan'er to stay in this sad place any longer. Moreover, if the King of Han forced her to take her away, she was afraid that she could not even threaten him with death.

Liu Hong looked at Lin Wan'er with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Lin Wan'er was very rational. Even though Lin Gong died, she did not cry or complain, and did not harm Fan Xian's interests.

It is because of this rationality that Lin Wan'er knows that the current Qing Kingdom cannot accommodate her.

Fan Xian could only shelter Lin Wan'er in the tiny west room of the Fan family's house.

Princess Qinghe from the east room stood up at some point, glanced at Lin Wan'er, and then turned her gaze to Liu Hong.

He silently took a step back, moved aside, and signaled Liu Hong and others to leave.

Liu Hong smiled, with a hint of approval in his smile.

Fan Xian was really impressed that he was able to marry two rare women in the world and also trick Fan Ruoruo.

Then, Liu Hong seemed to eject it accidentally with one finger.

Wu Zhu appeared in the dark, looking at Liu Hong expressionlessly, with a puzzled tone.

"You want to fight me?"

Liu Hong glanced at Wu Zhu, shook his head, and wondered about Wu Zhu's current condition.

Ye Qingmei died, and her last wish was to protect Fan Xian. This was an order.

The vague emotion that Wu Zhu felt was to avenge Ye Qingmei.

Fan Xian asked Wu Zhu to protect Emperor Qing, and then stopped Wu Zhu from killing Emperor Qing. The conflict between emotion and order has always made Wu Zhu confused and out of control.

It depends on who has the upper hand.

Liu Hong was observing Wu Zhu, and Wu Zhu was also observing Liu Hong.

There was a hint of human surprise in Wuzhu's eyes.

"I didn't expect you would go further than those guys."

Liu Hong became happy. This is the benefit of studying philosophy. Marxism is also philosophy, and it is scientific philosophy at that.

Without replying to Wu Zhu, Liu Hong raised his palm, swept Lin Wan'er and Liu Ying into the sky, and returned to the Han Kingdom.

Simply put, matter determines consciousness, and consciousness can also react on matter.

Emperor Qing used his own body to represent the heaven and earth, wantonly absorbing the true energy of heaven and earth. He then became disabled and became a eunuch. He then suffered a great defeat and lost most of Qing's territory.

Emperor Qing's state of mind was damaged, and he could only exert 70% of his strength. He could no longer contain the true energy of the entire heaven and earth.

Warriors cultivate their bodies, while grandmasters cultivate their minds.

If you think you are no longer capable, then you really are no longer capable.

Fan Xian's mind was in a daze, wondering how he could break through to the Grandmaster level. When he returned to the Fan Mansion, he saw that all the guards were injured.

Princess Qinghe apologized and waited for Fan Xian.

"What happened?"

Fan Xian suddenly felt panic in his heart, and he suddenly felt something was wrong. He grabbed a guard and questioned him. The guard hesitated and did not dare to speak, for fear of angering Fan Xian.

"Say!"

Fan Xian held the guard's collar tightly, feeling a pain in his heart, as if he had lost something important.

Fan Xian had experienced this feeling twice.

One time was when Barrett was lost, and another time was when the three main workshops in the inner treasury were packed up and taken away by Liu Hong.

Princess Qinghe wanted to explain the whole story, but when she saw the furious Fan Xian, she dared not say anything.

Wang Qinian came from nowhere and stood behind Fan Xian. He sighed and looked at Fan Xian with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"My Lord, let me tell you!"

"The King of Han came to your residence in person and took Lin Wan'er and Liu Ying away."

After saying this, Wang Qinian's body continued to shrink backwards.

When Fan Xian heard this, he stood there in a daze, as if he had been struck by lightning.

A hoarse roar echoed in the Fan family mansion.

"Liu Hong, you bastard, you really deserve to be cut into pieces. Barrett, the three major workshops can't satisfy you, right?"

"Not only will you kill Fan Ruoruo, but now you're going to take Lin Wan'er away from me too."

Fan Xian knelt on the ground weakly, with tears in his eyes.

He has repeatedly violated the unwritten political rules and is now reaping the consequences.

Liu Hong did not attack Fan Xian because he was not sure whether Wu Zhu, who was in confusion, would save Fan Xian.

However, Lin Wan'er, who had been with him for more than ten years, was taken away by Liu Hong.

Wang Qinian didn't know what to say. Liu Hong disregarded his dignity as a grandmaster and took Lin Wan'er away. He was really shameless.

But the problem was caused by Fan Xian himself. He sent the shadow to kidnap Lin Dabao and even killed him.

Fan Xian's eyes were red as he took a deep look at this group of people, including Princess Qinghe.

So these people didn't stop Liu Hong when he took Lin Wan'er away, right?
"Uncle Wuzhu, are you there?"

Fan Xian's voice was very soft, as if he was suppressing some kind of anger.

Wu Zhu suddenly appeared behind Fan Xian.

Wang Qinian unconsciously took a few steps back, looked at the blind boy, and forced himself to suppress the urge to run away.

When Fan Xian saw that Wu Zhu really appeared, he showed a trace of surprise, and then walked up to Wu Zhu with some anger.

"You can stop Liu Hong from taking Lin Wan'er away, right?"

Wu Zhu nodded, not trying to hide it, or perhaps he, as a robot, would not tell lies.

Fan Xian became even angrier, and his handsome face turned red.

"Then why didn't you stop him? You killed Lin Gong before he could kill me. Why didn't you stop Liu Hong this time?"

"..."

Wu Zhu pondered for a while and then spoke slowly.

"Maybe I have changed. Now I just follow the young lady's will and protect you from death."

Fan Xian seemed to have lost all his strength. He sat down on the ground, tears silently flowing.

It was not until now that Fan Xian understood that Wu Zhu was the servant of his mother Ye Qingmei, not his servant, nor his uncle.

The only thing that binds them together is Ye Qingmei's last wishes and Wuzhu's feelings for her.

Fan Xian closed his eyes in pain and sat on the ground helplessly.

One wrong step, one wrong step!

He asked Wuzhu to protect Emperor Qing, destroying this fragile bond.

Wuzhu's figure disappeared.

The struggle between command and emotion has not stopped, but Wuzhu has made a breakthrough.

Now he will no longer obey Fan Xian's orders and lives according to his vague nature.

Outside the city of Suzhou, Liu Hong landed on the ground, weighed the internal energy in his body, and sighed helplessly.

If you can save your energy, you should do so.

Liu Hong is not Ku He. Although he has also practiced Tianyi Dao techniques, he has not mastered Italian magic and cannot quickly absorb true energy for his own use.

In addition, Liu Hong has gradually accumulated his own path, being a sage inside and a king outside.

The Tianyi Dao techniques and domineering true qi are no longer applicable to Liu Hong.

Lin Wan'er saw Liu Hong land on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and spoke softly.

"King Han, are you injured?"

Liu Hong glanced at Lin Wan'er, who still had the charm of a married woman, and then quickly looked away.

So far, Liu Hong has been well fed and has no impulse to act like a good wife like Boss Cao.

What's more, this is a surprise for Lin Ruofu.

If Liu Hong really did it, it would be a shock to Lin Ruofu.

"Nothing. I hid a small boat near this river and followed it to Hengzhou in the Jiangbei Road of the Han Kingdom."

Save where you can, spend where you can! Use your true energy on the steel blade.

Anyway, with the great master like him around, the boat will be like one equipped with a small electric motor and will speed towards Hengzhou on Jiangbei Road at lightning speed.

A week later, Han Xin led his generals to the banks of the Yangtze River waiting for the return of King of Han Liu Hong.

Many generals looked excited, and King Han overpowered Emperor Qing and Ye Liuyun.

Naturally, these secular forces could not bring shame to the King of Han.

This time, we must break through Qing’s Yangtze River defense line, fight our way into Jiangnan, and seize this important tax-collecting area.

Lin Wan'er looked at these spirited Han troops, with their swords and spears sparkling in their well-maintained hands, and couldn't help but think of the armies of the Qing Kingdom.

Except for the 300,000 troops along the Yangtze River who can be guaranteed two meals a day, the other troops probably only have one meal a day, just like a peasant army.

Even if part of the Shazhou navy fled to the south of the Yangtze River, the phrase "a century-old navy" is not just talk.

Maintaining a navy of 10,000 requires almost as much time as maintaining an army of 40,000 to 50,000 in terms of ship maintenance, construction, and naval training.

Otherwise, Liu Hong would not have handed the Cangzhou navy to Yan Xiaoyi, appointed him the King of Yan, and let him find a way to maintain the navy himself.

Han Xin looked at Lin Wan'er, his gaze deep and unable to move away, as if he had thought of something, and his mouth trembled.

"It's you... Do you remember that you gave me a chicken drumstick more than ten years ago?"

Not to mention Liu Hong was confused, Lin Wan'er was also at a loss.

Who remembers what happened more than ten years ago? But to Lin Wan'er, it was just a chicken leg.

Liu Hong noticed that Han Xin's condition was not quite right, so he quickly asked Er Gouzi to send troops to escort Lin Wan'er to Kyoto.

After there was no one around, Han Xin came to his senses and gave a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, King Han, but this princess gave me a chicken leg when I was still a poor scholar."

After Han Xin's explanation, Liu Hong finally understood.

Before Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er met for the first time in the temple, Lin Wan'er secretly bought two chicken legs.

Seeing Han Xin curled up in the corner, she felt sorry for Han Xin and asked her maid to give Han Xin a chicken leg, and she secretly hid a chicken leg for herself.

This was also the first time Han Xin saw Lin Wan'er, and he never forgot her after that.

After listening to Han Xin's statement, Liu Hong couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He originally thought that Han Xin would be successful in this world in his twenties and would have no regrets.

As a result, Han Xin is now in his thirties, which is the prime time for men.

When I saw Lin Wan'er again, she had already become a married woman.

Liu Hong looked at Han Xin and couldn't help feeling some sympathy, and patted Han Xin on the shoulder.

"Give up! Lin Wan'er has taken on the shape of Fan Xian now. They have been married for five or six years."

Han Xin stood there in a daze, looking at the Yangtze River, his figure looking extremely desolate.

(End of this chapter)