"Master, what's a fox spirit? We don't keep foxes in our building."
Fang Xiaobao looked at Li Xiangyi with his big, bright black eyes, obediently waiting for his master to answer his questions.
Li Xiangyi raised an eyebrow: "Have you memorized all the mental techniques? Have you mastered all the sword moves?"
Fang Xiaobao: "...Master, I'm going to practice my skills."
Li Xiangyi leaped out of the Lotus Pavilion; if he didn't leave now, his reputation would be ruined.
"Hey beautiful Jiao Da, how have you been?"
Jiao Liqiao's eyes widened: "Li Xiangyi, you're still alive."
Li Xiangyi spread his hands: "Hey, beautiful lady, can you be reasonable? Why are you dragging me into your business with Di Feisheng? You even used Bi Cha on me. I'm more wronged than Dou E."
Jiao Liqiao sneered: "You're really tough. Even Bi Cha couldn't poison you. It's all because of you that His Majesty is ignoring me. Why don't you just obediently die?"
Li Xiangyi rubbed his forehead and clicked his tongue twice: "No wonder Afei doesn't want you. To be honest, I'm scared of you."
Jiao Liqiao's expression was gloomy: "Li Xiangyi, you really have a foul mouth, which is quite a match for the name of your sword move. You are quite self-aware."
Li Xiangyi, flute playing: "..."
The two of them were stunned for a moment before they realized what Jiao Liqiao meant.
Xiangyi Taijian?
Xiang Yi is too cheap!
Di Feisheng's lips had just curled into a slight smile when Li Xiangyi glared at him and shut him up.
Li Xiangyi approached Di Feisheng and said through gritted teeth, "You still have the nerve to laugh? The women you attracted have almost cost me my life. Your good fortune with women has really done me a disservice."
Di Feisheng knew he was in the wrong and didn't say anything more.
Jiao Liqiao was even angrier when she saw this. Sure enough, as long as Li Xiangyi was around, the Emperor would never see her.
Just as he was about to lash out, Li Xiangyi spoke again: "Beautiful lady Jiao, is it absolutely necessary for you to listen to Di Feisheng?"
"Naturally, Your Majesty can only love me in this lifetime."
"Then you're working in the wrong direction. I'll tell you a way that will make Afei cry and chase after you."
Di Feisheng glared at Li Xiangyi, signaling him to stop, but Li Xiangyi pretended not to see it.
"What method?" Jiao Liqiao asked.
“Power, status, and appearance are all things that Ah Fei doesn’t care about. You have to practice martial arts. Use the time you spend dressing up, admiring yourself in the mirror, and appreciating your manicure to practice martial arts. Once you’ve mastered martial arts, Di Fei will be chasing after you to challenge you every day.”
"Your Excellency, is what he said true? Is it true that as long as I master martial arts, you will take me seriously?"
Di Feisheng said in a deep voice, "If you can defeat me, I will naturally think more highly of you."
Jiao Liqiao left reluctantly.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to threaten Li Xiangyi: "If you dare to lie to me, I will marry you as well."
Li Xiangyi, who was never one to mince words, was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to utter a single word in response.
Qi An, watching the show remotely, couldn't help but chuckle: "Even this kid has his moments of backing down."
Fu Gui laughed heartily: "Because he knows that crazy woman Jiao Liqiao is really capable of doing such a thing, so how could he dare to be so foul-mouthed and get targeted by her?"
"But, Sister An'an, are we really not going to tell Little Lotus that Jiao Liqiao is actually his cousin?"
"No need," Qi An shook his head.
"He only needs to know that he is Lee Sang-i, and that the person who was truly good to him during his childhood was his older brother Lee Sang-hyeon. The affairs of the royal families of the two countries have nothing to do with him. The more he carries, the less at ease he will be."
"Okay, our task is to ensure he eats well, drinks well, and lives freely."
"That's right."
Fu Gui then asked, "So, we're not going to get involved in his affair with Qiao Wanmian either?"
Qi An shook his head: "Feelings are like drinking water; only the person experiencing them knows whether it's hot or cold. It's fine for him to make his own decision. Besides, who can predict what will happen in the future?"
Fu Gui nodded.
Whether as Li Xiangyi or Li Lianhua, he possessed an inherent pride.
When Qiao Wanmian wrote "I can no longer love you as before," regardless of whether Li Xiangyi still loved her or not, he would no longer shamelessly try to coax and tease her like before.
He dances with a red ribbon and a sword, all for the girl who loves him wholeheartedly.
She wanted to leave, so he let go and gave her her freedom.
As the two adults and one child drew closer to the mountaintop, Fugui said, "Sister An'an, you sent him to Tianji Manor so that he could take on a disciple? I think he quite likes that child."
"Not only that, that kid Li Xiangyi is a master at spending money. If we get him a rich apprentice, he won't have to grow radishes anymore. In his past life, he used to be a token and grow radishes to save money, which made Old Man Qi very distressed."
Fu Gui beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration: "...Oh, why didn't I think of taking on a rich apprentice before? Otherwise, I wouldn't be so poor that I have to beg for food."
“Master, I’m back, and I’ve brought you a grand-disciple back with me.”
The boy's voice rang out from afar.
Did you bring me any alcohol?
"Yes, yes, they were all gifts from your grand-disciple."
“Grand-disciple Fang, who is often ill, pays his respects to his master.”
Fang Duobing knelt and bowed to Qi An.
"Wow, those big eyes are even bigger than Ata's, and they're quite cute," Fugui commented.
Qi An quickly stuffed a "sugar pill" into Xiao Bao's mouth: "Good boy, this is a gift."
Fang Xiaobao finally understood who had spoiled his master's habit of eating sweets.
However, the "sugar pills" given by his grandmaster were so magical. After he ate them, his health improved quickly, his legs never hurt again, and he no longer needed to get needles or take bitter pills.
Fang Xiaobao was very happy during his time at Yunyin Mountain. There, he had a master, a grandmaster, a grandmaster's grandmother, and...
Uncle-Master.
That's right, it's my uncle, his surname is Di and his given name is Feisheng.
Di Feisheng also became Qi Mushan's apprentice, which almost made Li Xiangyi's jaw drop.
Two people who were once sworn enemies have become fellow disciples. As for who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother, it depends on the results of the monthly martial arts competition.
But Fang Xiaobao didn't care about winning or losing; he only called him "Uncle-Master" anyway.
Three years later, it will be Qi Mushan's birthday.
Qi An took a big gulp of wine, stroked his beard, and said, "Xiang Yi, perform your Red Silk Sword Dance for your master."
After years of seclusion, Li Xiangyi had shed his youthful arrogance and become more gentle and refined. He said helplessly, "Master, can we forget about that period? I'm not eighteen anymore."
Di Feisheng, holding the knife, lowered his head and laughed: "Exaggerated."
“Junior brother, how dare you speak to your senior brother like that?” Li Xiangyi retorted sarcastically.
Di Feisheng retorted, "I'll definitely beat you this month."
Li Xiangyi tilted his head: "Xiao Bao, who are you betting on to win?"
"Of course it's my master, my master is the most powerful."
Fang Xiaobao, now a young boy, was teasing a little yellow dog: "You vixen, you're betting on Master to win too, right?"
"Woof."
Di Fei said, "Your apprentice looks even dumber than that dog."
Fang Xiaobao looked at Qi An with his big, aggrieved eyes and complained, "Grandmaster, my uncle said I'm dumber than a dog."
Qi An made the decision: "Afei, you and Xiang Yi will put on a show together. He will perform with a sword, and you will perform with a knife."
Afei, who was implicated: "..."
The two exchanged a glance and pretended to be dead.
Qi An clutched his chest, his face filled with sorrow.
"I knew it. I'm old and useless. My disciples have started to dislike me. They're happy to dance with swords for girls, but they won't let me, an old man, watch. I don't know how many more years I can live, or if I'll be able to see it before I close my eyes."
"Stop howling, Master, I'll dance, I'll dance, okay?"
A quarter of an hour later, the bright moon hung high in the night sky. On the mountaintop, swords gleamed and red silk fluttered, a spectacle even more stunning than the red silk sword dance that drew crowds to the rooftops of Yangzhou City years ago.
Dressed in white, holding the sword, Li Xiangyi turned around after sheathing his sword, still the same unruly and spirited genius boy he once was.
Fang Xiaobao was extremely excited. With his eyes as big as a fox spirit's, he shouted, "Master is the most handsome, Uncle-Master... is the third most handsome, and I am the second most handsome."
Fu Gui sighed, "So what if our Little Lotus is a little arrogant? If I were him, I would tell even a dog passing by that I am number one in the world."
Qi An clapped for his disciple: "I've done this before."
The sun's rays are dazzling, but how can that be the sun's fault?
Fang Xiaobao is eighteen years old. The boy, who has been trained by Li Xiangyi and Di Feisheng, is finally going down the mountain to realize his childhood dream.
To help the weak and punish the strong, uphold justice, and incidentally, to take a look at the highest point in the martial arts world.
He was accompanied by two great deities.
It was Li Xiangyi and Di Feisheng, who had been thrown down the mountain by Qi An.
“Xiao Bao is naive and easily fooled. You can go with him so I can have some peace and quiet.”
Soon, a strange little building appeared in the martial arts world, named Lotus Pavilion, and inside lived an even stranger trio.
Fang Duobing, the young master of Tianji Manor, is accompanied by Li Lianhua, a wandering doctor, and Afei, a former disciple from the South China Sea.
The three solved a series of major cases, and their reputation quickly surpassed that of the Jianghu Criminal Court, Baichuan Academy.
Bai Chuanyuan was dissatisfied and was about to cause trouble when He Xiaohui, a chivalrous woman who was fiercely protective of her son, outmaneuvered him.
The incredibly wealthy Henü He, holding the land deed for Baichuan Courtyard, ordered her servants: "If anyone dares to cause trouble for my son, tear down Baichuan Courtyard and build a pigsty instead."
On this day, the Lotus Pavilion stopped in an open space in the wilderness.
Li Lianhua was studying cooking techniques, Di Feisheng was practicing his knife skills, and Xiao Bao went out to buy groceries.
Before long, Xiao Bao ran up carrying a vegetable basket, shouting, "Master, Uncle-Master, something terrible has happened! Jiao Li Qiao has come out of seclusion and is here to take Uncle-Master away to marry him!"
After a chaotic scene, four fine horses pulled the "Lemborghini," carrying the three of them away.
The world is turbulent, but the lotus blossoms in the brothel are pure.
The journey through the world is long and arduous, but this time, Li Lianhua is no longer alone.
Li Xiangyi is the best in the world!
May Li Lianhua live to be a hundred!
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