Smuggler of Two Worlds

“The kid’s name is Jiang Fan. Many thanks to everyone who just joined in. It’s not early. Let’s go to the park to enjoy it. You guys don’t want to accompany you much.”

Looking at Lu Zhaoling and Dong Fangshu fleeing, Jiang Fan smiled and moved towards all around cupped his hands and said again.

“Young Master Jiang is polite!”

“Young Master Jiang, come in soon, I heard that Fujiang Gardens will hold a poem meeting tonight. I wish Young Master Jiang in advance. Brilliant!”

“Yes! With Young Master Jiang’s poetic talent, no one can beat the Fujiang Gardens Poetry Fair tonight!”

Such compliments sounded all around.

After Jiang Fan smiled and thanked him again, he reached out and rubbed Lin Wanqing’s hair, which was still dazed, and asked strangely: “What’s the matter? He looks absent-minded. Let’s enter the park, don’t you always want to go in and have a look?”

“Huh? No…nothing, then… then enter the park.”

Lin Wanqing He was taken aback, and glanced at Jiang Fan, his face instantly flushed to his neck, he avoided his sight again, and stammered.

“Young Master Jiang, Fujiang Gardens will hold a poem party tonight, and Young Master Jiang must also participate. These poetry talents can be called a godsend, which is really shocking…”

Several old men gathered around, and the master who liked tasting the most said in awe.

“Uh? Shihui? It seems that someone has mentioned just now, what is it?”

Jiang Fan was taken aback and asked immediately.

“This…the poem meeting is a poem meeting, not something. Our Prince of Wu’s Manor’s Little Prince sex joy poems, this Fujiang Gardens poem meeting was organized by Little Prince. To put it plainly, It’s just a group of talented men and women who get together, write questions to each other, write poems on the spot, tasting them on the spot, and make judgments on the spot. If a masterpiece can be born here, it can be called a good talk.”

Another master explained in a daze.

“so that’s how it is, is this poetry club rich?”

Jiang Fan suddenly realized, and then asked.

“Ah?! Money?!”

Several old men were stunned at the same time.

“Yes, you see, it’s very expensive for me to write poems. In order to get Wanqing into the park, I made two poems for nothing, that’s all. That’s all for the third poem. But the third one earned a Hundred Thousand String Coins. I also sold a poem before, which is also the price of a Hundred Thousand String Coins. So if I go to the poetry fair, of course I have to make money, otherwise, why do I want to make a poem?”

Jiang Fan as it should be by rights said.

“This…this… poems and poems are elegant and elegant! How can they be involved with that copper-smelly thing!”

Several old man have some Blowing beard and staring.

Jiang Fan couldn’t help curl one’s lip, and he seemed to be quite interested and said: “Well, if I have time, I will participate.”

Look at Jiang Fan. With a perfunctory look, several old men are a little helpless.

Until Jiang Fan and the three of them also entered Fujiang Gardens, the master who liked tasting the most stomped his feet.

It’s hate iron for not becoming steel’s opened the mouth and said: “No, such a poetic talent, if it can’t be exposed to the world, wouldn’t it be a reckless waste of natural resources? Fifth, take you just now Give me the recorded poems, and I will go to Noble Son! Be sure to let this Jiang Fan participate in the poem meeting!”

Nodded by the other masters.

Seeing that the master who likes to taste poems rushes into the garden with the written poems, the few masters can only stay outside the garden.

It’s just that when I look at the poems handed over by other talented people, it feels like chewing.

There is no comparison… there is no harm!

Jiang Fan led Lin Wanqing and Tieniu for almost one hour in Fujiang Gardens.

I don’t know why, Jiang Fan discovered that Lin Wanqing has always looked like a stranger from the beginning. Even if he entered this Fujiang Gardens, he did not get any better.

Stretched out his hand in front of Lin Wanqing’s eyes and shook, Jiang Fan asked suspiciously: “Wanqing, are you okay? Are you feeling sick? Should we go home? Anyway, I look at this Fujiang Gardens is just like that. There is nothing surprising about it. What you can’t see will have little effect.”

These words are a sincere evaluation from Jiang Fan’s heart.

I heard a lot of legends about this Fujiang Gardens outside, but after coming in, Jiang Fan found that Fujiang Gardens, which has been so eloquently praised, is not as good as the Suzhou gardens in his own world.

While Jiang Fan is quite disappointed, he can only sigh with emotion that people in this world have never seen anything in the world.

However, I never thought that such a simple evaluation caused trouble.

“Where do ignorant people come from, dare to speak up in Fujiang Gardens! How can you and the others want to slander this first garden in the North!”

Suddenly there was a scolding behind him.

Jiang Fan was helpless, turned his head to look, and found that it was a scholar wearing a gown.

The scholar looked angry, as if Jiang Fan’s evaluation of Fujiang Gardens touched his reverse scale.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Scholars have wanted to enter the park for several consecutive years, but the poems written in the past few years have not reached the standard enough to enter the park. This year they have improved their knowledge and finally do Poems that can meet the standard are published.

Finally I can enter the garden to enjoy it, which makes the scholar very excited. When I was immersed in the magnificent beauty of Fujiang Gardens, I suddenly heard someone comment on Fujiang Gardens. It’s like that, nothing surprising. , How does this make the scholar not angry?

I suffer untold hardships the opportunity that I have just received and regarded it as a treasure, but it is almost worthless in your mouth?

In this way, what have I become? !

Jiang Fan is quite crooked, but he is still more worried about Lin Wanqing’s current apparently abnormal state, so he doesn’t bother to care about this kind of person who is believe oneself infallible.

He made a concession towards the scholar, and actively backed down: “It’s just a personal opinion. It must be biased. If you accidentally offend Brother, then I am here to apologize to Brother.”

“Apologize?! Do you think that you insulted Fujiang Gardens, is it something that can be resolved by an apology! What qualifications do you have to enter the garden to play! I will definitely find Prince of Wu in this matter Noble Son! Report it to Master Noble Son in person! Drive ignorant people like you out of the garden!”

Seeing Jiang Fan admit his mistake, the scholar did not borrow the donkey from the slope, but the volume was even higher. a bit.

In the scholar’s opinion, this kind of apology does not mean that the other party does not want to argue with himself, it is simply a manifestation of the other party’s weakness.

Being bullying and fearing hardship… is really the instinct of some scholars.

Jiang Fan is getting more tired and crooked. First, Lu Zhaoling and Dong Fangshu, and now they are the scholars in front of them. Is it possible that the scholars from the Great Zhou Dynasty are all sick?

What weird brain circuits are all there?

This kind of person can’t survive half an episode in a TV series!

Not wanting to cause trouble does not mean being afraid.

Jiang Fan was about to ridicule, using his world-rich vocabulary to scold him for being unable to take care of himself, but his arm was suddenly caught.

“Finally found you, Young Master Jiang, come and see Noble Son!”