Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, please speak quickly."
"It is my consistent style to never hide something, to say it directly and to speak sincerely." Mr. Jiang said nonsense seriously.
But Zhang Yi nodded: "If nothing else, the robbery is real. The prince made pure colored glaze, brewed the best wine, fried the best tea, fired exquisite porcelain, launched luxurious perfume, etc., and sold it to millions Profit, the description of robbery is not false at all, at least it is difficult for me to control the outflow of Xia Kingdom's wealth."
"A prize, a prize, a prize." Jiang Fan said modestly, clasping his fists.
Zhang Yi:......
Am I complimenting you?
Did you hear it wrong, or was there something wrong with my expression?
Forget it, it's a bit sad. Zhang Yi decided not to talk about these messy topics with him. You will never be able to catch up with his idea of climbing along the pole and going astray without a bottom line.
"Oh, by the way, before I came here, my master, your old man, asked me to check on you and said that you were a little unfilial. You haven't sent a letter for so long..."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi did not intend to talk, but Mr. Jiang did not give him a chance.
"That's a statement in advance. This is not what I said, but your father..." Jiang Fan explained seriously.
I……
I am your father!
Zhang Yi almost broke her guard in her heart.
But Zhang Yi is Zhang Yi after all, how could he be confused by these little tricks.
"Oh, how is my father?"
"I'm doing very well. I can eat and sleep. I've become whiter and fatter. Oh, by the way, I'm even married..."
"Pfft——" Zhang Yi couldn't hold it back and spit out a mouthful of tea.
Jiang Fan was startled and moved three feet back in an instant.
Zhang Yi coughed for a while, then took the maid's silk scarf and wiped it: "I'm laughing, I'm laughing, I'm choking."
Jiang Fan then moved his butt back: "Be careful, at such an old age...it's not good to waste tea, it's expensive."
The veins on Zhang Yi's forehead throbbed, and she wanted to slap him, but she couldn't help it.
After finally calming down, he finally frowned and said, "Getting married? My father is..."
"Ah, Hua Niang and Hua Niang are both at this age. It's time for them to enjoy their old age in peace. Speaking of which, you also have a share of the credit for this matter. It was the teacher's wife that Xiang Guo accompanied the teacher to pick up."
Jiang Fan sounded sincere, but Zhang Yi always felt that it was weird, but she couldn't tell what was weird.
"After decades of ups and downs, reunions and separations, I have finally achieved positive results. The teacher and my wife can enjoy their old age in peace, and I, as a disciple, can be considered very comfortable..."
Jiang Fan said with emotion.
But the more Zhang Yi listened, the less he felt that way. Why, it's all your credit for co-authoring it. As a son, I don't care?
Although this is actually the case, it still feels awkward.
"Enjoy your old age in peace..." Zhang Yi said slowly: "If my father can look away, it would be really good to enjoy his old age in peace from now on."
Jiang Fan looked at him: "Old Zhang, there is something in your words."
Zhang Yi did not deny it: "Zhang Yi and my father's opinions had gone against each other before, and now they are even more incompatible. Yi does not want to confront my father one day."
Jiang Fan said: "You are honest. So, you are still worried that your father has never thought of letting go."
"He can't let go. No one knows my father better than me." Zhang Yi said calmly.
Jiang Fan chuckled: "Although you know your father better than your son, Jiang doesn't agree. Teacher is living very well in Lishan now, so you should worry less about it. To be honest, you have too many things to worry about. Old age leads to decrepitude.”
Zhang Yi looked him over: "It is true that he is less promising than King Xiaoyao. In a few years, the world will be dominated by people like you."
"It means, why should I be in a hurry? Is this admonition?" Listening to the words, Jiang Fan didn't know what Zhang Yi meant.
"Young and energetic, I am always a little unruly, my experience is limited, and my understanding of the world is not enough. I just think that the prince can accumulate some time."
"Make way for you to go ahead?" Jiang Fan chuckled: "You don't hear it, the young man is full of enthusiasm, pointing the country and scolding Fang Qiu, the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hooves, who wants to live up to this good time."
Zhang Yi sighed softly: "I shouldn't persuade you."
Jiang Fan shook his head and said seriously: "You are too selfish and always think that your own truth is the truth and no one else can."
Zhang Yi said: "As a leader, you should have this kind of self-confidence."
"Excessive self-confidence is arrogance. Who can really determine what is right or wrong in the general trend of the world? Let me tell you, there is only history and time. And history is often written for the victors. Therefore, ambition does not depend on age, success or failure does not matter on age, the winner Then it is righteous, and the loser is obviously unreasonable.”
Zhang Yi's eyebrows moved: "Your Majesty is a bit domineering."
Jiang Fandao: "If you don't be overbearing when dealing with this unreasonable world, how can you follow the right path?"
"Is this your reasoning?"
"My principles are principles."
Zhang Yi was silent for a long time and said slowly: "If you win, where will you take the world?"
Jiang Fan smiled calmly: "I say this not on behalf of myself, but on behalf of all people with lofty ideals in the world. I am just refuting the Prime Minister's remarks. Therefore, since I am not representing an individual, there is no need to ask what I am going to bring with me. Where is the world headed?"
"It's difficult for the prince to be so young, but his hard work is better than that of us old guys."
Jiang Fan said: "I'm not here just to push people around. Let's talk alone. I have something that I really want to discuss with the Prime Minister."
Zhang Yi did not refuse, and waved her hand gently, "Please go to the side hall to serve tea."
The maid nodded and retreated with the swordsman in black clothes.
Nie Xiaoli and Lu Hanting also exited the study at the same time.
The four of them left the room and walked outside. The swordsman in black clothes suddenly stopped and stared at Lu Hanting.
"You are strong."
Lu Hanting remained silent.
"But he is not my opponent." The man's voice was very calm, as if he was telling a fact.
Lu Hanting remained silent.
"If I want to kill him, you can't protect me."
The Xuanyi swordsman's voice was plain, but full of aggression.
Lu Hanting raised his head slightly: "No one in the world dares to say that he can definitely kill my lord."
The swordsman in black clothes narrowed his eyes slightly: "Really..."
Lu Hanting said: "It's best not to try, you only live once."
The swordsman in black clothes raised his thin lips, "What makes you have such confidence in a person who is not familiar with martial arts?"
Lu Hanting looked at him: "What makes you think that you can do things that no one in the world can do."
The swordsman in black clothes suddenly chuckled, "Lu Hanting... The assassin is ranked thirty-seven... It's interesting. If you miss today, I want to change the assassin list."
"Lu doesn't mind if he replaces Qilin Daxiang with a bodyguard." Lu Hanting's tone was equally flat, but he was also tit for tat.
"You have a loud tone, and you are not lucky. Don't ever meet someone... in the future."
Lu Hanting turned around and followed Nie Xiaoli forward: "If you don't take action today, stop talking nonsense."
The swordsman in black clothes narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at his back, and showed a cold smile.
