Longjiang is surrounded by mist and mist.
On the third floor, the strange light in the scholar's eyes finally slowly faded away.
He gently raised the wine glass: "It's amazing, such a talented person, that such a person has appeared in the world. I am filled with emotion and made everyone laugh."
Governor Lang Yunjiu smiled slightly: "Even though King Xiaoyao and I, Taibai Ju, have been destined for forty-nine days, we still don't know much, and it's inconvenient to tell others. Please forgive me."
The scholar in green shirt smiled gently: "I am satisfied, how can such a character be so easily glimpsed? It is even more interesting to explore."
The three of them drank the wine, said goodbye and left.
The scholar in green shirt called the waiter in the restaurant: "Excuse me, please write and ink. I'll stay here and pay for the meal."
The young attendant smiled and said: "Master, why don't you bring some silver coins? Now that you have left ninety-nine sword moves in the building, don't you think it's a pity?"
The scholar scratched his head: "It's too heavy."
After handing the sword-style manuscript to the waiter in the restaurant, the scholar slowly walked downstairs and stood on the high platform, overlooking the misty Longjiang River. A clear smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "What a... fisherman in the world..."
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In a large carriage, an old man with a high crown and a young man in white were playing chess.
The young man held up a sunspot and frowned, as if he was thinking hard.
The old man chuckled and said: "The prince regards the world as a chess game, and the layout is unparalleled. But the chess skills..."
He shook his head and was speechless.
"It stinks! It stinks, doesn't it?"
The young man threw down the chess piece casually: "I knew I was a bad chess piece."
These two people were none other than Sima Ru, the national advisor of the Wei State, and Master Jiang Fan.
Sima Ru looked at the chessboard and thought deeply: "It stinks."
Jiang Fan was unhappy and messed up the chessboard: "No more, no more. It's not as enjoyable as drinking."
The old man smiled slightly: "Although the prince has disrupted the chess game, the outcome has been decided."
"The chess game is in chaos. Who can see the outcome?" Jiang Fan took two sips from the wine gourd, burped, and leaned comfortably against the carriage with a look of laziness.
Sima Ru's eyes moved slightly: "Your Majesty's words have profound meaning."
Jiang Fan glanced at him: "As people grow older, everything they see has deep meaning. I just really don't want to do it."
Sima Ru smiled and said nothing.
"I have to say that the Imperial Master really knows how to enjoy himself. This carriage is spacious and comfortable, and it suits my taste." Jiang Fan is a master who can lie down and never sit down, and can sit down and never stand. This luxurious and comfortable carriage The carriage suited him very well.
"Haha, I am getting old and don't want to work so hard. I should enjoy as much as I should. Otherwise, my life in this world will be in vain."
"That makes sense." Jiang Fan raised his thumb and said, "In this regard, we are very similar."
"It looks like it, but it doesn't look alike either." Sima Ru said, "The prince is in his prime, and his young talents are among the best in the world. He is not like the old man who is old and waning."
Jiang Fan looked at him lazily: "So I wonder, at such an old age, why don't you enjoy your old age instead of running around and working hard, enjoying the countryside and picking chrysanthemums on the east fence? Isn't it very pleasant?"
Sima Ru sighed: "How do you know that I don't want to enjoy tea and go fishing? How can you do whatever you want in this world?"
Jiang Fan put the wine gourd on his belly, resting his head on his hands, looking at the roof of the shed: "Oh... that's true. It's all out of his control."
Sima Ru said: "I am like this, but the prince may not be like this."
Jiang Fan tilted his head and looked at him: "What's the explanation?"
"My lord... you could have been a happy fisherman, but why did you join the Qin Dynasty?"
"What are you talking about..." Jiang Fan turned around, "You don't understand this. A person lives a lifetime and moves forward step by step. Everyone knows where their body belongs, but it is difficult for anyone to know where their heart belongs. I am different... I always knew where I was going..."
Sima Ru looked at him thoughtfully: "My lord, I have a deep understanding. It's just that my lord is young, so this is not good. Young people should be more energetic sometimes."
"Like the one outside?" Jiang Fan pursed his lips.
"Ah? Master, you called me?"
Ying Wuming lifted the curtain and peeked in with a big golden face.
Ah! Jiang Fan rolled his eyes, you are really awake.
"No, I'm just telling you how to arrange a fight with you when I see Yinglu."
Ying Wuming got in directly. Even though he was sitting, the large carriage seemed a bit low to him.
"It's almost as tall as Gao Rong." Jiang Fan couldn't help but said: "With this kind of figure, he is a good basketball player in my hometown."
"Blue ball?" Ying Wuming asked confused: "What kind of ball is that? A blue ball?"
Jiang Fan smiled: "It's not a blue ball, it's a sport. It's confrontational."
"I like confrontation," Ying Wuming said: "This time I must learn how to use Yinglu's iron halberd."
"Don't blame me for not warning you." Jiang Fan glanced at him and said, "Yinglu's iron halberd is made of cold iron from the Tianshan Mountains. It is extremely sharp. Your precious body may not be able to withstand it."
Ying Wuming was convinced: "Don't worry, I won't be careless, but sooner or later I will train my body to be stronger than his iron halberd."
Jiang Fan patted his arm approvingly.
Sima Ru looked at Ying Wuming and praised: "Young hero, full of arrogance, this is how he should be."
Jiang Fan said: "However, we have ruined Chu's reputation in Yingdu. Brother Chaofeng, this fight is not going to be easy."
Sima Ru chuckled: "Although Yinglu is good at fighting, he is a gloomy and ruthless person. He is a master who must take revenge. This little brother should be more careful. Although nothing big will happen, I am afraid that he will say something about missing in the competition."
Ying Wuming said, "It's okay. If you want to hit me, hit me hard. Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't want to beat me to death."
Jiang Fan:......
"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to make him beat you to death."
"After introducing you two, I will not stop and go directly north." Sima Ru said.
"Are you worried about the war in Wei?"
Sima Ru slowly shook his head: "The Jin Kingdom is seeking peace talks now, so why should I be anxious? It's what the prince said that makes me a little anxious."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "The Imperial Master is not an impatient person."
Sima Ru gently stroked his beard: "Maybe the prince doesn't know me well."
Jiang Fan said casually: "Maybe the Imperial Master doesn't want people to know too much."
Why are you talking about your own affairs and starting to play riddles again? Ying Wuming heard that the clouds and mountains were shrouded in mist, and he didn't know what to say.
Jiang Fan was silent for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Sima Ru: "Master, I remind you once again that after you leave, you must keep my whereabouts secret."
Sima Ru was stunned for a moment: "The King of Chu is like this, is there a reason?"
Jiang Fan shook his head but did not respond.
Seeing that he was silent, Sima Ru said: "In matters related to the Chu Kingdom, only the King of Chu, the Grand Governor and I know the identity of the prince. I can rest assured, but others may not..."
Jiang Fan said: "I know, it's okay for them to know who I am, as long as they don't track my whereabouts."
"Could someone be following the prince?" Sima Ru was slightly curious.
Jiang Fan smiled: "It's just a game, hide and seek."
