However, he did not dare to ask. He could only praise the prince for his wealth. As for Jiang Fan, Zhao Gao was used to the shock from the beginning. He had never seen the empress feel any discomfort because of it. He was frightened more than once. I wonder what the relationship between the two is... Biquku

Glazed glass is just glass, something made from sand. Jiang Fan didn't bother to explain it to him, so he just asked him to pass on the message. Naturally, the empress knew that she could make this thing herself.

The empress's honor and favor towards Jiang Fan was unprecedented. Whether she refused to bow before the emperor, was one level higher than the other officials, beheaded first and then showed off, or her personal sword, or the unheard-of five-clawed golden dragon king robe, all of them shocked people beyond measure. However, no one dared to question the empress.

For Zhao Gao, he could only feel that Jiang Fan was becoming more and more mysterious. This thigh was so thick that he could not even imagine it. He was afraid that his two short hands would not be able to hold it.

Jiang Fan did not refuse everything. In fact, he also understood that especially the treasures were used by the empress for investment.

Zhao Gao arranged for people to place the things given by the empress properly before approaching Jiang Fan.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty's manuscript has been read, and I have asked this villain to bring you a message..."

"Huh?" Jiang Fan was stunned: "What are you talking about?"

"This..." Zhao Gao was a little embarrassed: "I don't dare to say..."

Jiang Fan smiled: "What she said is not yours, just say it."

"Then...that villain has to say it." Zhao Gao coughed: "Your Majesty said...Is Jiang Fan dead? Update if he is!"

Jiang Fan: "I...!"

Shaking her head and lamenting, she can really remember a lot of words. Is this the first time in history that she has been urged to update?

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Early the next morning, Long Er, who was on duty, announced that Mr. Meng Ao was visiting.

Jiang Fan hurriedly invited him, saying that he had always planned to visit the old commander, but in the end he didn't go and he came to visit him first.

Meng Ao is dressed in black, with a lion's nose and a mouth as white as frost. Even in his sixties, he is still energetic. Although it is unknown what his martial arts skills are, his demeanor as a peerless general commanding millions of troops in the Qin Dynasty is awe-inspiring.

"Young man, I've met Mr. Boss." Jiang Fan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

Meng Ao held him up: "Don't, don't. You are the prince now. According to the rules, I should pay my respects to you."

Jiang Fan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Prince? Please stop making fun of me. Have you ever seen a prince like me?"

"Your Majesty has appointed him, naturally he is the prince, the 16-year-old boy with a foreign surname.

, I haven’t seen you in the Five Kingdoms either. I’ve come here to express my congratulations to you." Meng Ao said with a smile on his beard.

Jiang Fan said: "Sir, I'm just a junior. Your Majesty just loves me so much. Don't take it seriously. In my eyes, you are highly virtuous and respected. From now on, just call me Little Jiang. It's awkward to call me anything else."

Meng Ao laughed loudly: "As expected, it's okay if you don't change your mind. From now on, I will call you little friend in private. If little friend doesn't give up, just call me brother."

Although there was a big age gap, Jiang Fan was not pretentious and said, "That's great. Brother, please come in and have some tea."

Meng Ao said: "I have long heard that there is good tea at your house. Li Xiu has never forgotten it after he tasted it. I will come to taste it today. Let's go!"

Jiang Fan's fried tea quickly conquered the old man.

"Okay! This is called tea. In the past, all I drank was decoction." Meng Ao was very satisfied when he took a cup of tea into his mouth.

"I'll bring some back to you later. It's rude of me to say that I haven't visited my brother for so long."

Meng Ao said: "I know your boy is busy decorating and getting cement for His Majesty, so there is no rush. But there is something urgent!"

Meng Ao's eyes were a little unkind: "I haven't seen you again for a long time."

Yes, here again to remind you of the update.

Jiang Fan casually picked up a stack of manuscripts from the case and said, "Brother, I know you are anxious, haven't I prepared the next five chapters for you?"

Meng Ao was immediately overjoyed: "Good! It's a pity that it's not as interesting as your kid telling it in person."

Jiang Fan said: "When I finish my chores, I will naturally chat with my brother about the Three Kingdoms."

Meng Ao nodded and said with a smile: "That's it."

"It's a deal!" Jiang Fan said: "I came here today and said that I had to drink two bowls. I will order people to prepare wine and food."

Meng Ao waved his hand: "No, you must have a lot of things to do today, and you will have a chance in the future. However, I want to ask for two altars."

Jiang Fan said: "The boss is here to take care of it at any time. I will pull a cart over for you later."

Meng Ao clicked his tongue and said: "It's hard to find a roasting knife, but you are quite generous. I don't care about other brothers, but I won't refuse this drink."

Jiang Fan also smiled and said: "Red powder is given to beauties, and wine is given to heroes. It's not too late for me to be happy because I see the boy."

Meng Aoruo looked at him thoughtfully: "Boy, I heard that you brewed this wine?"

Jiang Fan nodded, this was no secret. But when he saw Meng Ao looking strange, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

“Brother, this wine is really small.

I brew it for Linjiang Pavilion, but I don’t know how to do it..."

Meng Ao asked curiously: "Is there a secret recipe for fine wine?"

Jiang Fan smiled mysteriously: "That's natural. I wonder if I would be interested?"
Chapter completed!