The prince said, as if he was a little surprised: "Anything else? I want to see it..."
Jiang Fan suddenly stopped him: "Your Highness, a gift needs to be a surprise to be interesting. Why don't you wait until I leave to see it?"
His mysterious behavior greatly interested the prince. If he looked at him thoughtfully, he nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Okay, that makes sense, Gu... I'll wait and see after you leave."
"Thank you, Prince." Jiang Fan said and sat back.
The prince said: "Why thank me? You came all the way, so I should have expressed my gratitude. But it was too sudden and I was not prepared. Let me think about it carefully in the past two days."
"Your Highness, there is no need to be like this. Jiang Fan is a minister and should be filial to him."
The prince shook his head slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly shook the fishing rod: "Oh? A fish has taken the bait."
As he spoke, he swung the fishing rod, slipped a few times, and lifted it up. It turned out to be a big fish. The golden scales are brilliant, extremely vigorous, and weighs three kilograms.
Jiang Fan smiled and cupped his hands: "Your Highness is so lucky."
"It seems that Gu has won this time." The prince was in a good mood.
At this moment, someone suddenly walked in quickly and reported: "Prince, His Highness the King of England wishes to see you."
Jiang Fan was stunned, King of England? Isn't that the third prince?
Emperor Ping of the Great Zhou Dynasty had three sons and two daughters. The eldest prince, Ji Zongyi, is now His Royal Highness. The second prince Ji Zongyun became a monk because of his dream about Chanjuan. The third prince is the current King of England, Ji Zongyao.
Jiang Fan didn't know much about His Royal Highness, but he had heard that he was very ethical and filial, respected his father and elder brother, loved his elders and loved his young, and his virtues were widely spread.
Looking at the prince, he saw that his eyes were calm, and he said slowly: "Oh... just as a big fish took the bait, the third brother came... Please come in."
Not long after, a tall and handsome man in his thirties strode in. He laughed loudly as soon as he entered the door: "How are you, Brother Emperor?"
Jiang Fan couldn't help but praise him at a glance.
As expected, the British king was indeed handsome and distinguished in appearance.
He is a full nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He is wearing a royal robe and a golden crown on his head. He has a full sky and a square pavilion. He has sword-shaped eyebrows and tiger eyes, and a tall and straight nose. He walks with the steps of a dragon and a tiger. Compared with the prince, He is more like a dignified prince.
The prince raised his head slightly and glanced at him: "It's okay. Third brother is in a good mood today?"
The King of England smiled and said: "It's a good thing. Today I got a thousand-year-old ginseng king. I think it will be good for my elder brother's health, so I sent it here specially."
As he spoke, he handed over the wooden box he was holding in his hand and opened it. It turned out to be a top-notch ginseng with complete roots and overflowing aura.
The prince nodded: "Third brother is interested."
The King of England put the ginseng aside and looked at Jiang Fan: "Brother, are there any guests here today?"
Jiang Fan had already stood up and bowed: "Jiang Fan, I have met His Royal Highness."
"Jiang Fan..."
The King of England thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Oh! Isn't this Jiang Xiaoyao, who was just crowned the King of the West by his father?"
Jiang Fan could only say: "It's the little minister."
The King of England quickly stepped forward and helped Jiang Fan up with both arms: "You are not a small minister, you are a great minister, the king of Zhenxi appointed by my father. Okay, okay, I have heard of you a long time ago. This young genius who is the best in the world did not expect to see me here today. It is an honor, an honor!"
He is warm and cheerful, and his tone is sincere and unpretentious. It is indeed easy for others to like him. If compared to His Royal Highness, who is cold and cold, anyone else would be willing to associate with such a person.
Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Your Highness is making ridiculous compliments. I feel ashamed to deserve it. I am honored to see Your Highness."
The King of England waved his hand and said: "Hey - what are you talking about? The most talented man in the world, everyone asks for a poem but can't get it. He was awarded double titles in his weak years. This kind of person has been my favorite for a long time."
As he spoke, he took Jiang Fan's hand and turned to look at the prince: "Brother, it's true that you have such a person as your guest, and you don't even notify me. I'd better prepare some greeting gifts."
Jiang Fan said: "Jiang Fan just arrived yesterday and suddenly came to visit today. His Highness the Crown Prince didn't know about it in advance."
"Oh? No one of them reported it to Big Brother? What a fuss! However, I just heard about it yesterday. I just sealed it yesterday and didn't get to meet him. I originally thought I would go and have a look after meeting my brother today. , I don’t want to drop in. Come, come, sit down and talk.”
The prince smiled lightly and said: "The third brother is here just in time. Guzheng and Mr. Jiang are competing for fishing. Mr. Jiang will show off his skills later and prepare to cook the harvest. You are in for a treat."
The King of England stroked his palm: "Haha, it's better to come early than to come by chance. Jiang Xiaoyao's food is unparalleled in the world, and he is as good as his poems. This is the king's good luck. I won't say any more, but I must drink up all the good wine in the emperor's private collection today!"
The prince said with a smile: "You are really lucky today. Mr. Jiang has sent me some jars of peerless wine, which will satisfy your greed."
King Ying said: "Jiang Xiaoyao's wine? Brother Emperor, you are so generous. If I were my younger brother, I would have dug a hole and hid it long ago. Haha..."
With the cheerful King of England, the atmosphere suddenly became much better. Although the prince was still reticent, at least it was not as dull as before.
The King of England also had itchy hands and participated in the fishing competition between the two. He said that since he was eating and drinking, he had to contribute something.
But he was restless, chatting with Jiang Fan while fishing.
As he talked, he talked about Zhang Zaifu.
"For a person like Mr. Jiang, it's no wonder that Zaifu valued him so much that he accepted him as a disciple. Hearing the news from the Grand Master, I was very envious. Do you know that the old Zaifu only had one named disciple in his life, and that is today's Zhong Sir. Mr. Jiang is the only successor."
Jiang Fan said: "Thanks to Zaifu's love, Jiang Fan is very honored."
"This is luck. The old Zaifu had no disciples in his life. He retired to seclusion in his later years. I am really happy to find someone like you. I wonder how Zaifu is doing in Qin?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Master is in good health. He can eat and sleep. He spends his days fishing and reading. He is enjoying himself."
"That's good. Speaking of which, the Spring and Autumn Brush and Black and White Inkstones have also been passed down to the young master. If there are successors, he should naturally enjoy his old age. Oh, by the way, I heard last night that the young master once composed a poem with this brush and inkstone. I was shocked. Where is the temple?"
Jiang Fan said humbly: "It's all His Majesty's favor. Jiang Fan is too embarrassed to deserve it."
"It's worthy, it's worthy. Since Zaifu retired to seclusion, Spring and Autumn Bi and Black and White Words have not appeared in the court for more than two years. I think my father will also miss people after seeing things. Mr. Jiang knows that these two brush inkstones represent Zaifu's inheritance. , It’s a pity that the young master entered the Qin Dynasty, otherwise, Taiyue’s generation would have to be the young master to walk in the world.”
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Who could have completely predicted that fate would happen."
"That's true, but I feel sorry for Taiyue that such a talented person cannot be obtained. Alas, forget it, Young Master Jiang has entered the imperial court anyway, and there will be a chance sooner or later. However, I would like to warn Young Master. In one sentence, Spring and Autumn pens and black and white inkstones cannot be used to write easily."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment. Zhang Zaifu had never mentioned this before, so he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
