Smuggler of Two Worlds

“cough cough, that…it’s too early, I have something to do, so I’ll leave, you guys continue. Young Master Lu owes me two Hundred Thousand String Coins, don’t forget , I will let someone pick it up tomorrow. Before I leave, I will write another poem and give it to you, hoping to encourage everyone.”

Jiang Fan’s voice broke the silence in the room.

Originally, when Jiang Fan was about to leave, Prince of Wu Noble Son and the masters instinctively wanted to persuade them.

Even Yun Qingqing suddenly returned to his senses, the expression on his face that was always indifferent could no longer be maintained.

After hearing the second half of Jiang Fan’s words, the thought of persuading was stopped forcibly.

A word still to be made? To encourage everyone? !

What kind of brain is this person… on earth? ! Writing poems and lyrics…is it so easy for him? !

The shock brought by the song “Shui Tiao Song Tou. When does the moon have” has not faded.

The mood of everyone is still in agitation, so that after hearing Jiang Fan’s words, most of the talents in the field felt a little numb.

“Don’t worry, Young Master Lu, this is a temporary gift from me, no money. Buy two get one free, I may make blood, but you will definitely not lose!”

Jiang After Fan said another sentence to Lu Zhaoling, his expression was corrected, opening the mouth and said: “Young people don’t know the taste of sorrow, they fall in love with the floors, they love the floors, and they say sorrow for new words. Taste, I want to say it, I still want to say it. I want to say it, I still want to say it. But it’s a cool autumn.”

Hiss!

Prince of Wu Noble Son, after listening, suddenly sucked in a cold breath.

It’s ruthless! One poem basically cursed all the talents who participated in this poem meeting in the field!

Speaking of worry for new words?

Isn’t that tonight’s poem meeting?

This man is indeed shockingly talented, but in just one day’s effort, he even wrote a poem and a poem to curse people…really…so character!

Others write poems and lyrics, they are all arty, but this one is not good, does he take curse as his duty?

However, the more capable people have always been, the more weird their tempers are. In comparison, the characteristics of this Jiang Fan Young Master Jiang are actually… quite cute .

Not hypocritical, not pretentious!

No…I have to take a sip of wine to be shocked…

Prince of Wu Noble Son shook the head, picked up the jug and poured himself a full glass, bite by bite Have a drink.

“Okay, this is the poem that I gave away for free. Let me encourage you, I have something to do, so I’ll leave first.”

After reading Jiang Fan, I went directly to Lin Wanqing and Tieniu beckoned, and then made a behaving with the Prince of Wu Noble Son who was sitting in the chief, and then left without the slightest hesitation.

Everyone did not react, the numbing shock continued, and Jiang Fan and the three were about to walk out of the garden.

As a result, the familiar sloppy voice suddenly came from the three Jiang Fan who were about to disappear.

“Uplink: Wind and rain when the word falls, second line: Poetry into a cry Ghost God! Horizontal batch: Jiang Fan is strong, I surrender!”

pu!

Prince of Wu Noble Son just entered his mouth, and the wine that he hadn’t had time to swallow was spewed out in one mouthful.

This…what the hell is this? !

Both Shanglian and Xialian are extremely heroic, but what is that Hengpi? !

You don’t have to be so reckless waste of natural resources even if you want to boast… It simply ruined that heroic couplet!

Several old man all showed an expression that didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

On the contrary, Yun Qingqing couldn’t hide his smile. Looking at the direction Jiang Fan was leaving, his eyes were bright and colorful.

A group of talented scholars who participated in the poem meeting looked at each other in blank dismay for a while, or Lu Zhaoling was the first to react, and couldn’t help but angrily said: “What is the new word for Fu? Is this mocking us! Noble Son His Highness held the poem meeting, so wantonly slandered by him? I just don’t put Noble Son His Highness in my eyes! It’s too impudent!”

Speaking At the same time, Lu Zhaoling glanced at Prince of Wu Noble Son’s reaction.

Hopefully, through this method, Prince of Wu Noble Son will have a disgusting emotion towards Jiang Fan.

Will you retaliate against Jiang Fan, leave it alone for the time being, at least have to dispense with his promissory note… right? Otherwise, the person who is really so impossible to make head or tail of it owes two Hundred Thousand String Coins and Prince of Wu’s Manor endorses it. If you want to rely on it, you can’t help it. Isn’t the family able to kill him?

However, Lu Zhaoling was destined to be disappointed.

His provocative words did not at all allow Zhou He to have any negative emotions against Jiang Fan. On the contrary, it was frowns and looked towards him.

This reaction made Lu Zhaoling feel cold.

Sure enough, Zhou He did not give any face to the talents in the field. Blunt said, “I don’t think there is anything wrong with the phrase Elder Brother Jiang. Today’s work, speak frankly. , I am very disappointed. All of you are young handsome people from my Great Zhou. I believe that most of you will choose to participate in the imperial examination next year. But if you are all with such a flashy mentality and can’t dive into the study of knowledge, then I personally I am not optimistic about the prospects of the imperial examinations.”

“I have been in Great Zhou for less than 40 years, and there are still too many shortcomings that need to be improved and resolved. These… are all opportunities for you. Being a talented official is also the way I have always insisted on getting an official position. Today, Your Majesty is determined to make progress and is thirsty for truly talented people. I hope you don’t waste this opportunity.”

“Speaking of this, I don’t know if you can listen to it, but I still hope you can take a warning! Okay, this is the end of today’s poem meeting. As for Lu Young Master , You owe Elder Brother Jiang two Hundred Thousand String Coins, I will remember this, Lu Family scholarly family, if you want to owe money and not pay back this kind of thing, you can’t do it, right?”

“When…Of course…”

Lu Zhaoling said very hard.

“Very good. Great Expert Yun, I’ll take you back. There are these poems by Elder Brother Jiang today, at least not in vain.”

“Then Trouble with Noble Son His Highness.”

Yun Qingqing got up and gave a blessing to Zhou He, but his mind was full of Jiang Fan’s laughter and curse.

From Fujiang Gardens, it is already night. Although Heyang City does not have a curfew on this day of the Reunion Festival, the car out of the city is impossible to find again.

So, Tieniu simply carried Jiang Fan directly on his shoulders, and then rushed back home with Lin Wanqing in the shape of electricity.

It was not late at night when he rushed home, Tieniu put Jiang Fan at the door of the Courtyard House, bowed to Lin Wanqing, and then turned away.

The fire in the Courtyard House was so bright that Jiang Fan had just entered the courtyard and saw that the Courtyard House of the University of Nova Scotia was almost full of grain and processed pigs and sheep.

Piles of brand-new silk cloths were also properly stacked in the corners. Obviously, they were all purchased back today.

“Xiaonuan said that you made money to buy these, so the distribution can only be distributed by you, he can’t make his own decisions, and this is all let go.”

Lin Wanru didn’t know when he appeared in the Courtyard House, saw the surprised look in Jiang Fan’s eyes, and said softly.

“Well…that’s OK, let’s talk about it tomorrow, I’m a little tired, I’m going to rest first.”

Jiang Fan nodded with a smile, and said goodnight to Lin Wanqing After that, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Lin Wanru’s hair, then stretched his waist and went into the bathroom.

After installing Bi and running, it’s really exciting!

The moment Jiang Fan returned to his world, Jiang Fan couldn’t help but think of it.