Chapter Eighty Four
That night, in a hall of the imperial palace, the third prince Xue Yulong stared at a piece of information on the desktop, squinted his eyes, and said, "Xiao Fan? The king of the Great Yan Dynasty side by side? A student of Shenfeng Academy?"
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Master Yanxuan begs to see you." Suddenly, a sharp voice ca from the door.
"Oh, please co in quickly." Xue Yulong heard this, with a slightly excited expression on his face, and then quickly walked towards the entrance of the hall.
The door of the main hall opened, and a 17-year-old boy walked in, and the **** behind respectfully retreated.
If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize this young man, Yan Xuan, who had participated in the appraisal of the alchemist today, who was very ordinary.
"Brother Yan, it's so late, is there anything else?" Xue Yulong hurriedly greeted him. If he let outsiders see him, he would be surprised.
The arrogance of the three princes is well known to everyone. No one has ever made him look straight at him. At this mont, he is so passionate about a teenager, even if other princes and princesses don't have this treatnt.
"I have seen the three princes." Yan Xuan bowed slightly.
"How many tis have I said, Brother Yan doesn't need to be polite." Xue Yulong pretended to be upset.
Yan Xuan smiled slightly and said, "I ca tonight to share an interesting story with the third prince."
"Oh? Co, Brother Yan, sit here." Xue Yulong took Yan Xuan's hand and walked to the center of the hall. At this ti, so of the servants had already prepared food and drinks.
Yanxuan saw a group of people leave, and said: "Today I went to the Alchemist Association to participate in the Alchemist Assessnt..."
Yan Xuan said what happened today, Xue Yulong listened very engrossed, not to complint Yan Xuan, but he was really interested.
"I think Brother Yan, two of the three sentences are inseparable from that person. I don't know what the person's na is?" When Yanxuan finished speaking, Xue Yulong asked curiously, with love for talent already in his heart.
"Xiao Fan." Yan Xuan said.
"Xiao Fan?" Xue Yulong showed a look of surprise, and instantly thought of the information he had just seen, and asked in a condensed voice, "Is that Xiao Fan a mber of the Great Yan Dynasty?"
"Do you know the third prince?" Yan Xuan was slightly surprised.
"I don't know, but I just saw a piece of information, and there was a little friction with my people." Xue Yulong didn't hide it, and read the information to Yan Xuan.
Yan Xuan was also shocked in his heart, put down the information, and solemnly said: "Three princes, I don't know if you have ideas in your heart. Today I have also seen this person's thods, which can only be friends, not enemies. If you beco an enemy, Must be eradicated imdiately!"
Xue Yulong squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table. He was obviously asuring gains and losses. He said after a long ti: "After half a month, the colleges will compete for the Kings Academy. Seven days later, I am going to hold a genius tea party. Invite him to co. Send soone to check his tone."
"This is good, but I am afraid that many things will happen in seven days." Yan Xuan said.
"I think he will make a good decision for the Great Yan Dynasty." Xue Yulong is very confident. If it weren't for Yan Xuan's recomndation, he would only regard Xiao Fan as a genius.
It is impossible for him to treat Xiao Fan like Yan Xuan.
At the sa ti, in Prince Ren's Mansion, Xue Longjue sat down in the room, today, seeing Xiao Fan and Fatty again made her look complicated.
When Xiao Fan was in distress, she didn't co forward, and she felt very guilty in her heart. After all, Xiao Fan and Fatty saved her life last ti.
"Who bullied my precious princess?" At this mont, a hearty voice sounded,
With a creak, the door opened, and a middle-aged man in a black Confucian robe walked in. The middle-aged man had a full face, and his atrium spit out. His eyes were as deep as the sea, and his body was invisibly exuding the majesty of the king. The man was naturally Xuelong Jue. His father, Prince Ren Xue Nantian.
"It's nothing." Xue Long Jue pouted her little mouth and said without looking back.
"Talk to the father, maybe you don't have to be so unhappy." Prince Ren Xue Nantian comforted. In front of Xue Longjue, there is no prince's montum and majesty, only the love of a father.
Xue Long Jue hesitated for a mont, and she said again about the appraisal of the alchemist, lowered her head and said: "Father, did I really do sothing wrong?"
"Perhaps, they are your lifesavers after all. You should say sothing for them, but even if you speak, the people in the Alchemist Guild will not necessarily give you face. If they encounter any problems next ti, You can thank them again." Xue Nantian shook his head.
"Okay." Xue Longjue nodded, and then said after a while pondering: "Father, do you think it is okay to introduce Xiao Fan and that fat man to the Eight Emperor Brothers?"
Xue Nantian frowned, and said for a long ti: "The Xiao Fan and the fat man in your mouth should also be arrogant generations, specially arranged, but there will be problems. This matter needs an opportunity."
"I see. Tomorrow I will find Brother Eight Emperors." Xue Long Jue nodded.
When Xiao Fan returned to the inn, Xiao Fan took out all the dicinal materials and said, "Second, you take good care of Nian Nian, Xiao Jin protects the law for ."
"Brother don't worry, Nian Nian is very good." Nian Nian said very well.
Xiao Fan fondly touched Niannian's little head, then took out a black iron pot and set it on the stove.
The fat man who was about to leave, saw the black iron pot, his eyes widened, and he was surprised: "The third child, don't you usually use this iron pot to make dicine?"
"Is there a problem?" Xiao Fan shrugged. Without the dicine cauldron, he has always used a black iron cauldron to make dicine. Today's appraisal of the dicine alchemist is still the first ti he uses the dicine cauldron.
"Of course it's okay." The fat man slapped and laughed: "I'm thinking, if you let those people know, you can make the fifth grade dicinal solution with a black iron pot. What kind of expression is it? A piece of tofu smashed to death."
"That's probably a lot of people will die." Xiao Fan grinned.
"The youngest, you work so hard, I have to work hard, and I will complete the assessnt of the fourth-grade foundry in a few days." The fat man said very seriously.
"Okay, let's talk about it when you beco a fourth-grade foundry. Now go out and go out." Xiao Fan started to drive people, but he was thinking about this issue in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Maybe I am the first to use black iron. The pharmacist who concocts dicine in the pot."
Converging his mind, giving Xiao Jin a look, Xiao Fan began to get busy, took out a dicinal material, threw it into the black iron pot, and added so water.
A group of golden flas suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, which was the endless battle spirit.
If people see it, they will definitely be astonished. No wonder Xiao Fan is a fifth-grade apothecary at such a young age. It turns out that he still possesses a special fla war soul.
"Without the dicine cauldron, although the difficulty is a little bit higher, the chance of success will be a bit lower, but there are ten dicinal materials here, and you can always succeed one or two tis." Xiao Fan thought to himself, the rolling soul power suddenly moved towards Below the black iron pan filled.
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