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Chapter 510: Miserable Tears
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Everyone, at certain times, will think back on their life . They will consider some past events and look ahead to the future . This is often done by people who already feel weary of life or after they have achieved a set goal . This was true for an old man sitting beside some water . As he fished, he would sigh about how life and the water beneath his feet flowed away, never to return .
Fan Xian was not Ku He . He didn't have any interest in fishing and was still young . His life had one more repetition than everyone else in this world . Counting carefully, he should be 39 years old—a middle-aged man who almost knows destiny . However, he was forced to stay in this beautiful skin .
He didn't hold a beautiful woman and sigh that he never contributed to the beautiful justice of mankind . Rather, he was looking for clarity in the chaos . He was trying to find his resolution and clear goal because he was lost .
After he was reborn, he had always been a man with a firm goal . On the precipice, he had once expressed three great wishes to Uncle Wu Zhu with three symbols as their foundations . Up to today, the three wishes had mostly been realized . Except, Fan Xian did not overly lust after women, so it was impossible for the number of women around him to increase .
The foundation of the three great wishes was to survive . For this goal, he had always worked hard and been tough and unyielding . Furthermore, a hidden branch of the three great wishes, or perhaps it should be called an additional attribute, was the ideal he had spoken of to Fan senior .
In the present-day Qing Kingdom, under heaven, Fan Xian could truly live up to the words "powerful official . " Wherever he walked, there was no one who did not respect him or fear him . However, now that this day arrived, it confused the young man who was about to know his destiny . Was this truly the life he wanted?
He walked by himself on the path from Hua Garden to the Jiangnan Governor's manor with his head lowered, with an air much like a philosopher . Behind him followed a few Tiger Guards . A number of secret agents from the Overwatch Council on the sides of the streets secretly protected him .
"Sir Fan junior . "
"Young master . "
"Imperial Envoy . "
"Commissioner . "
A whole series of warm fawning and slightly fearful greetings rang out from his side . Fan Xian abruptly raised his head to find that he had already walked into the Jiangnan Governor's manor . The Jiangnan Road officials stood on either side and looked at him with an affectionate gaze that held indescribable warmth and kindness . It seemed that the entire department had arrived with him . Instantly, there were countless people fawning over and trying to curry favor from him . It was deafening .
Fan Xian unconsciously scratched his head and didn't notice that this action somewhat reduced his prestige He smiled self-mockingly . He was completely removed from the things that had been spinning around his head earlier . Right now, it seemed a bit too early for him to start doubting life . It was not until Newton was old did he truly become a god . The second half of young Ai's life was spent struggling with the unification . Both of these incredible returned to the simple life after washing away the extraneous things . But did he count as one of them?
In the end, he had to admit he was a common man . Although, he still enjoyed some of the benefits brought by glory, power, money, and reputation .
As Fan Xian waved amicably to the officials he headed toward the study in the Governor's manor . He thought to himself that he was not the same as Ye Qingmei . It was better for him to not sprinkle himself with the glory of idealism .
In this world, no, in all worlds, idealists were lonely and isolated, and all died easily . These were two things Fan Xian could not accept . It was better to just be a powerful official .
After he walked into Xue Qing's study, he lowered his head . He talked to Xue Qing for a long time before his inner-self began to mock itself again . Was a power official something one could be just because one wanted to be? That had to depend on whether or not the Emperor allowed you to do so . A mediocre and useless Emperor may be turned into a figurehead by a powerful official . But, someone like the Emperor, how could he give him this kind of opportunity? He had lived for 30 years . How could he be so naïve?
He stretched and looked, with narrowed eyes, at Xue Qing sitting in the advisor's chair . He quietly cursed in his heart and said, "For something like checking accounts, it's enough for the Ministry of Revenue to do it . The palace treasury has always been managed by the Overwatch Council . Why is the Imperial Censor suddenly getting involved? Didn't all the Imperial Censorates go to prison a few months ago? How are there enough people in the Imperial Censor to check the accounts? Even if there are enough people, if those people who only know how to do things by the book see the numbers of the account, they might faint . Sir Xue Qing, you have to submit a memorial about this . Jiangnan is doing fine . I cannot understand why these people are coming . "
Xue Qing smiled and silently cursed in his heart, thinking, The Ministry of Revenue is run by your old man . The Overwatch Council is managed by you, as well as the palace treasury . What is there to check? Jingdou has long had objections about this matter . The Hall of Governmental Affairs has come up with a new idea . All this is because they're afraid you are stealing and selling things from the palace treasury .
During the year and a half that Fan Xian had been in Jiangnan, he had worked well with Xue Qing . There was great mutual understanding between the two of them . Xue Qing had scooped up innumerable profits from him, so these words could not be said openly . After thinking a moment, he said, "It fine for people to come check . However, there is hate between you and the Imperial Censor . If they come to check, who knows whether or not they'll use a public matter to avenge a private matter?"
These words could only ever be spoken privately by high-ranking officials .
"Can it not be delayed further? Are Shu Wu and Hu the Scholar bored with nothing to do?" As there were no outsiders in the study, Fan Xian spoke angrily . He knew that the orders, which came in name from the Hall of Governmental Affairs, were actually from the Emperor . Him holding onto the palace treasury and Overwatch Council was an inappropriate situation . In Jingdou, He Zong was the sand poured into the Overwatch Council, but he had been suppressed to the point of suffocation by Chen Pingping . Now, Jiangnan was joining in .
Fan Xian was on guard because perhaps the Emperor had not believed his explanation about Zhaoshang money house and had become vigilant about the relationship between himself and Northern Qi . As for the smuggling matter, he didn't care much at all . The Eldest Princess had done it for a dozen years . He had only earned one year's worth of money and had immediately given a dazzling amount of silver to the national treasury . The Emperor would certainly not be so stingy .
Seeing Fan Xian's slightly unhappy face, Xue Qing laughed and said, comfortingly, "It's nothing more than a show for the people in court . What are you worried about? Even if he sent an imperial envoy to lead the three departments to investigate, you could flip your hand and who would be able to find anything . Don't forget, you are also an imperial envoy . "
Xue Qing turned his hand and took the opportunity to pick up the teacup on the table and take a drink .
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