Chapter 8, Age is Not a Problem

Fei Jie had never expected that the child would give an irrelevant answer. He said with a wry smile, "Being able to laugh at this moment really makes me doubt the maturity of your nerves and your brain"

It is better to smile than to cry

Fan Xian noticed that Fei Jie used two titles: Count Si Nan and father

After completing all of this, he finally stood up, his face somewhat pale, and his long eyelashes trembled incessantly: "Teacher, is there anything else to be done?"

Indeed. Fei Jie cast his gaze towards the distant, faintly visible city walls, frowning as he said, "Your father has substantial assets in the capital, and in the future, many will vie for the inheritance with you, so you must become stronger and learn more"

At that moment, Fei Jie suddenly said: "There is still a piece of rotten intestine in your sleeve, are you planning to go home and braise it?"

Do not use that kind of true energy to control your emotions in the future; a person's emotions cannot be properly expressed. Even if the domineering true energy within you is truly cultivated to its peak, it will only turn you into a monster that knows only how to kill

Hmm. Fan Xian let out a soft sound from his nose, a sweet smile tinged with a hint of shyness, "The teacher is very attentive to me"

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Fan Xian became increasingly perplexed, pondering what kind of power his father, whom he had never met, possessed in the shadows, clearly far greater than the authority and capabilities that a mere earl could hold

Fei Jie smiled, but there was an indescribable hint of malice in his smile: "Because last month, Count Si Nan's concubine happened to give birth to a son, which means you now have an additional competitor for the Count's estate. Moreover, that concubine has certain connections with some people in the Supervisory Court. Your father is worried that something might happen to you, but it is inconvenient for him to send someone to protect you for an extended period, as that would only make you stand out too early. Therefore, he arranged for me to teach you."

"Why are you not afraid? Why do you not feel angry for me making you do these things?" Fei Jie found it very puzzling, furrowing his brow as he looked at the little one

Hmm?

Fan Xian lowered his head and said respectfully: "Because the teacher said I should poison someone for observation and study, I am very afraid, so I would rather come to dig up a corpse"

Before he could speak, Fan Xian finally could not suppress his nausea any longer. He ran to the edge of the field and, with a loud retch, began to vomit violently. Once the discomfort subsided a bit, he stood up again.

I understand that in the future, someone will definitely want to kill me, so the teacher taught me to use poison, actually out of fear that I might be poisoned by someone else

"Why now? Wasn't I afraid of being poisoned to death a few years ago?" Some questions must be clarified, so Fan Xian, disregarding the fear of revealing his maturity beyond his years, continued to press for answers.

Fei Jie looked at him, furrowing his brow, not expecting that the little fellow would be bold to such an extent

Removing his mask and washing his hands with clean water, Fan Xian began to document the characteristics exhibited by the corpse, followed by an analysis of the possible ailments. He meticulously recorded everything in a large black notebook provided by Teacher Fei Jie.

Fei Jie felt a slight tremor in his heart, finding the boy's pair of eyes exceedingly enchanting. Throughout his life, he had unknowingly poisoned countless individuals. During the Northern Expedition led by the late emperor, the poison he concocted had claimed the lives of no fewer than ten thousand soldiers from the Northern Wei. If one were to discuss his sins, he was undoubtedly destined for hell. Yet, why did he feel an uncontrollable fear when looking at the adorable little fellow before him

Yes. Fan Xian obediently dispersed the true energy within him, no longer forcing himself to suppress his fear and disgust towards the corpse

Ah! A child's scream and the sinister laughter of a certain unscrupulous teacher echoed along the quiet country path

After finishing this sentence, Fei Jie had a strange thought; perhaps what he said was something that the child in front of him could understand. At that moment, the morning light suddenly shone into Fan Xian's half-raised eyes, reflecting a very peculiar luster.

"Being young is not an excuse." Fei Jie nodded, then shook his head again: "Although you are young and may not understand some things, you must know that as a noble illegitimate child, you may face many conspiracies and harms in the years to come. Sometimes, this cheap sympathy can often become a weapon that harms oneself."

It turns out that there are still things in this world that you fear

"In this world, what can be said with certainty?" Fei Jie replied casually, "Although the five great individuals have been secretly protecting you, they cannot be your babysitters. The poison in your food may not kill them, but it can easily take your life. And what you do not know is that if you die, how many people will accompany you to death."

Fei Jiexin turned slowly to face Fan Xian, his eyes devoid of any impurities, not knowing what he hoped to discern from them. After a long pause, he coldly said: "Why..."

Yes

In the faint morning light, Fei Jie held his small hand as they walked towards Danzhou City. The two shadows, one tall and one short, stretched long on the ground. Fei Jie glanced at his somewhat pale little face and said, "In fact, the dead are the least frightening."

I am an illegitimate child. " Fan Xian smiled sweetly, " According to the laws of our country, I should not be eligible to inherit my father's title, so my aunt should not be too worried about me.

Fan Xian did not speak, but he was contemplating in his heart. He had always heard that his father, Earl Si Nan, was highly trusted by His Majesty the Emperor, which is why he was not assigned to a remote location but remained in the capital.

Before Fei Jie’s words had completely faded, Fan Xian’s youthful voice could be heard saying: "It’s a pity that Danzhou Port is a small city, and there are too few deaths; otherwise, we could find a fresh corpse."

The political turmoil in Kyoto two years ago resulted in the deaths of countless nobles and aristocrats during that coup. In the end, His Majesty the Emperor firmly controlled the situation, leading to the bloodshed of numerous royal and noble families. Interestingly, although his own father was also a noble, he still managed to maintain the Emperor's trust, and his official position continued to grow in prominence.

"Yes." Fan Xian looked at him with a pitiful expression, "Little Xian is only four and a half years old."

Yet Fan Xian still could not understand what kind of family inheritance could lead to his own demise, prompting his father to invite the most fearsome members of the Inspection Institute in the capital to serve as his teacher

The unnamed grave that had been excavated was tidied up again, and an eccentric master and his young apprentice began walking eastward, following the direction of the light from the sky. As they walked, Fei Jie suddenly asked, "You must be very curious, right?"

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A trace of tenderness flickered in Fei Jie’s eyes as he pondered whether it was too cruel to expose a four-year-old child to the most terrifying aspects of life. It was not until he saw Fan Xian vomit that Fei Jie suddenly realized that only at that moment did Fan Xian truly resemble a child, rather than constantly appearing as if another soul were hidden within him.

There are indeed many ways to commit murder, but the most convenient and least noticeable method is through poison. Fei Jie gently tapped his head twice and said, My task is to teach you this knowledge within a year, ensuring that in the future, no one will be able to poison your food and kill you.

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