In the evening, the empress took a stack of manuscripts and read them at night. Zhao Er was very sensible and not only dictated them every day, but also recorded the manuscripts and compiled them into a book to present to the empress. Tonight, National Preceptor Xu Fu and Coach Meng Ao were also present.
"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero……"
Xu Fu sighed in admiration: "This young gentleman must be the fisherman on the Canglan River. Could it be that when he wrote this poem, he had already planned to write a book?"
Meng Ao also praised: "That day, I just got up by chance, and I didn't expect to force him to write a book that will last forever. It is really incredible that this boy, who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, can write such a magnificent book."
Xu Fudao said: "After reading it today, I feel that this book is bright and smooth, suitable for both refined and popular tastes. It is redundant and has twists and turns. It is really swaying and colorful. It has a magnificent structure. It organizes the complicated events and characters completely and tightly, and the narration is appropriate and orderly. What's more, They are all related to each other, closely linked, and advanced layer by layer. It makes me want to stop."
Meng Ao said with a smile: "What the Imperial Master said is true, those strategies and war plans, and fantastic ideas are astonishing to heaven and earth. From that day on, I didn't even think about food and drink. I spent the whole day thinking about how to advance the plot. I hope noon will come soon, but that boy is too lazy to speak for only half an hour every day, which whets his appetite."
Xu Fu said: "The old commander once said that this guy just had an idea that day. Maybe he didn't have a complete manuscript, but needed to create every day, so that's why."
Meng Ao said: "Perhaps as the Imperial Master said, or perhaps this cunning boy did this on purpose."
Xu Fu said: "I really want to hear it. How about we come together tomorrow?"
Meng Ao stroked his hand: "Great kindness! Listening to books in class is very interesting. The Imperial Master will know if you try it."
Xu Fu said: "It is a great blessing in life to be able to listen to the stories of fishermen on the Canglan River with my own ears. This boy composed three poems in a row in Paradise City, both of which are masterpieces that have not been seen in a hundred years. The old man recited them over and over again and couldn't put them down. I don't want to think about the famous Northern Song Dynasty. The Ci Sage actually came to my city of Yangdu and started a restaurant, which is really weird."
Meng Ao laughed loudly: "I like that boy. He is good at being a fisherman and a waiter. He is good at writing lyrics and speaking books. He is good at both high and low, elegant and vulgar. If not, how could he write about the Three Kingdoms like this? Appreciate both the refined and the popular.”
Xu Fu praised: "What the old commander said is absolutely true. Extraordinary people do extraordinary things. I want to meet this person more and more."
The empress said while reading the manuscript: "You have seen it."
Xu Fu was stunned: "Have you seen it before? When?"
The empress said: "We will know tomorrow."
After saying that, he slowly put down the manuscript, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "Pass the decree, order all civil and military officials in the court to gather at Penglai Pavilion tomorrow. I want to hear about this Chibi Battle together with all the officials!"
After the two left, the empress continued to pick up the manuscript and read it from the beginning again, then put down the manuscript and stood up and said: "Get up and stay in the mortal world."
Mortal Residence, this is the name Jiang Fan gave to the newly purchased house.
At this time, Mr. Jiang and Gu Beiyan were having a barbecue in the backyard.
There are abundant ingredients, including delicacies from mountains and seas. Without him, Mr. Jiang has made money.
Now he no longer works as a waiter and specializes in storytelling. He also reached an agreement with the restaurant, each making his own money. The restaurant still makes money for food and drinks, and all rewards for storytelling go to Jiang Fan. Mr. Jiang could earn hundreds of taels of silver every day by going over to read a paragraph at noon, so Gu Beiyan had to go there and start working as a money-collecting boy. Every day, the two of them came back carrying large bags of money. Thinking about the difficult life they had lived in the past few days, they felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in their hearts.
Of course, when he went there for the first time, Gu Beiyan was shocked when he saw hundreds of people in the restaurant shouting Jiang Xiaolang's nickname - Jiang Yulang. And as long as Jiang Fan woke up and slapped the wood, there was an instant silence, and the whole hall could only hear his ups and downs voice.
Gu Beiyan found it unbelievable at first. It wasn't until she listened to a section of the book that day that she understood why these people were so crazy. Even she couldn't stop. She even chased Jiang Fan to read a section during dinner in the evening before she was barely satisfied.
Gu Beiyan, who regarded himself as a dead soldier, was always cold, but at the moment when she was wearing a string, she actually had a smile on her lips that she didn't even know she had.
"Hurry up, hurry up, the charcoal is ready..." Jiang Fan urged, waving his fan.
"You bake it first and eat it while you're cooking it." Gu Beiyan said as he worked quickly.
"Huh? No, you can't do this with the ribs. You need two bamboo sticks, side by side. By the way, this way they won't move around..."
"Is there enough honey? Why don't you add some more..."
The two people were so busy that they didn't even notice that the empress wearing a curtain hat and a large cloak walked into the courtyard at some point and was watching them quietly at the entrance of the courtyard.
Jiang Fan was humming an unknown ditty while grilling skewers. Gu Beiyan said while working, "Sir, can you tell me another paragraph?"
Jiang Fan said: "No, I can't say any more. You've already heard one more paragraph. You can't be greedy."
Gu Beiyan said: "How should we fight this Chibi battle? There is no way Sun Liu United can match Cao's thieves with 800,000 troops."
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Don't let the book mislead you. Cao Cao is just a name for his enemy. In fact, in my opinion, this Cao Cao can be called a world hero."
"Heroes in the world?" Gu Beiyan was stunned: "But he held the emperor hostage to order the princes. He was clearly a national thief who stole from the Han Dynasty."
Jiang Fan didn't comment and just let her listen to the book slowly. Gu Beiyan thought for a while: "The current King of Wei can be regarded as a powerful man in the world, and his surname is Cao. Could it be that the young master is insinuating the King of Wei?"
Jiang Fan said: "Don't make random guesses. Just listen to the book. It's just a story. If you say it's true, it means it's not. If you say it's not, it means it's not. Just listen to it."
It was so confusing that Gu Beiyan couldn't get around it for a while.
But a voice suddenly came: "Everything in a story is yes or no, and no is yes or no."
Gu Beiyan was startled. She was very familiar with this voice. She quickly put down her work and knelt down: "Gu Beiyan, a citizen girl, respectfully welcomes His Majesty."
Jiang Fan was also stunned for a moment, looking up at the empress who was slowly walking over in a cloak. Then he smiled and said: "Your nose is really smart. It's the first time today to grill skewers."
The empress walked closer, waved her hand to Gu Beiyan, sat down politely, and said, "I'm also very interested, yes or no?"
"No." Jiang Fan said simply.
The empress said calmly: "If you say no, does it mean yes or no?"
Jiang Fan said: "Look, you asked if you knew it."
The empress looked at him: "I'm doing well."
Jiang Fan made a "V" gesture: "The money will be returned to you at the end of the month."
The empress said: "No need, just use it as my food expenses. Your cooking is truly unmatched in the world."
She has to come here often to have food, and she can't refuse, so just come, anyway, five hundred taels is enough for her to eat. It's not surprising. Considering the lack of food in the palace, it is necessary to improve it occasionally.
Turning over the meat skewers in his hand, Jiang Fan sprinkled some spices and salt on it and brought it to the table: "Come on, have a taste, this is the best food in the world."
