He suddenly stood up and saluted Jiang Fan solemnly. Jiang Fan was startled and he quickly supported him: "Master, what are you doing? You're destroying me, kid."

There was a strange brilliance on the Master's face: "Young men in the world, you are so courageous. These four sentences are like thunder striking your ears, like the dawn of day, making my heart suddenly open. These four sentences can be the aspirations of all the scholars in the world!" This is also my ambition.

As you just said, the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple, and the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher. It is true. This bow is not only for me, but also for the scholars in the world. You can accept it."

He seemed to have infinite emotion: "There have been talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for decades, but I dare to say that even for thousands of years in the future, no one can cover up your style."

Jiang Fan was moved by what he said, but he immediately resented the word "coquettish". Haha, I hope this word will not change its flavor after thousands of years...

The master's heart was full of excitement, and he could not extricate himself from savoring the four sentences for a long time.

Jiang Fan secretly sighed in his heart, he just said it was a casual chat, he didn't want to spend five thousand years of glory in the future, and his casual remarks would make a difference in the past. Today has shocked the old master too much, and the real purpose has been undoubtedly achieved.

At this point, he understood that the master must have made up his mind, but as the master said, Wenqiu was not monolithic now, so he took the initiative to change the topic.

"Junior is just worried about Mr. Yan..."

Old Master Yan came back to his senses and waved his hand: "Everything comes from your own hands. Just go ahead and do whatever you want. Don't be timid." Biquku

Jiang Fan bowed his head respectfully: "Thank you, Master."

Old Master Yan said: "But there is a condition... you have to write an article and send it to me as a gift to me."

Jiang Fan was stunned and immediately smiled and said: "You must obey your orders. Moreover, this junior has prepared a big gift for you."

Old Master Yan pretended to be angry: "You are trying to bribe me!"

Jiang Fan smiled and took out a volume of book from his arms: "This is for you, old man."

Old Master Yan took it, flipped through it casually a few times, nodded and said, "Is this the product of papermaking and printing?"

"Exactly."

"Okay, okay, it will benefit the people all over the world."

He was not talking about scholars. This fact alone made Jiang Fan marvel at his broad mind.

At this time, the old master was attracted by the words and recited in a low voice: "The Master said:

Isn’t it good to learn and practice it over time? Isn’t it a joy to have friends from far away? A person who doesn’t know but is stunned is not a gentleman..."

He immediately became immersed in the book and couldn't extricate himself. Jiang Fan did not disturb him and sat quietly waiting.

After a long time, the old master finished reading. He suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "What a wonderful book! What a wonderful book! Boy, where did you get it? There is such a great sage in the world who has written such a wonderful book. Tell me quickly, I must do it." Just go and visit!”

Jiang Fan smiled mysteriously: "Besides you, who else in the world is worthy of being called - Zi?"

Old Master Yan was stunned for a moment. After a while, he looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief: "You said, this is written by me?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Master, master, isn't it you or who else?"

Master Yan immediately shook his head: "No, how can I plagiarize other people's works? This will never work."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. Besides, this is not plagiarism. It is compiled by a junior who compiled your opinions and theories over many years. Therefore, it is really your work."

Old Master Yan looked at him in disbelief: "Is this really happening?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "Master, don't you feel that everything you said seems familiar?"

Old Master Yan closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, "That's true, but..." His eyes flashed with wonder: "This sentence is concise, and every sentence can be called a classic quote. How can you summarize it so appropriately? Even I may not be able to do it.

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Jiang Fan smiled: "Look, you just said that young men in the world's literary world account for 80% of the romantics, but now you don't believe them anymore?"

Old Master Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "You little naughty boy! But..."

He said seriously: "This is written by you, and I can only sign it with your name. This book can be passed down through the ages, and I can never pretend to take credit."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "No, it is precisely because it will be passed down through the ages that it can only be written by you. You understand what I mean..."

Old Master Yan looked deeply at the young man in front of him, his heart was like the waves of the East China Sea, which could not calm down for a long time.

What kind of young man is this? He has a broad mind and a clear and free manner. He seems to have seen through everything in the world, and he is like a fairy...

But the old man sitting alone in the study, immersed in Jiang Fan's words and unable to extricate himself, did not know that at this moment, Prince Jiang was

Wenqiu left under the eyes of countless literati with disgust.

Seeing that Jiang Fan was silent all the way, Nie Xiaoli thought that he had suffered a setback in Wenqiu, so he said, "Young master, there is no need to lose heart. Even if the meeting does not go well, there are other ways..."

During this period of time, she accompanied Jiang Fan and knew that he was operating a big thing. Although she didn't know exactly what he was going to do, she also understood that she needed Master Yan's help this time. However, looking at Jiang Fan's expression, she felt that it might be inappropriate.

It went too smoothly.

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He opened the window and saw that he had returned to Moling.

Then he smiled and said: "No, I am just feeling that the old master has noble conduct and can be a teacher for all generations."

Nie Xiaoli said: "Master is admired by the world and has a high status, so naturally he cannot agree to anything easily."

Jiang Fan smiled: "No, he agreed and will do more."

Nie Xiaoli's expression froze: "You, what did you say?"

Jiang Fan said: "He agreed. Not only did he agree, he also wanted me to take over Wenqiu..."

Nie Xiaoli was completely stunned.

Regarding King Xiaoyao's visit to Wenqiu, the outside world does not know what happened. They only know that he had a quarrel with Mr. Yan Congwen, and was regarded by countless literati as an unruly and arrogant person. Only a few insiders were anxious.

Restless and eager to inquire for information.

Jiang Fan didn't care about this. After returning, he wrote vigorously and copied the "Shi Shuo" and quickly sent someone to Wenqiu.

As soon as the work was completed, he received a public invitation from the Nangong family, inviting him to attend the wedding of Mr. Xin, the head of the Nangong family.

In the eyes of many people, Nangong Xin is quite magnanimous. Although he may not forget his past grudges, at least his face is impeccable. As Jiang Fan is the king of Xiaoyao in the Jin Dynasty, he seems to be very magnanimous in doing so and has won the praise of many people.

Praise with a finger.

However, those who are interested seem to have captured something different.

King Xiaoyao had been in Jin for many days, but the second prince did not meet him or even hold a banquet for him. This was obviously to avoid suspicion. If he was close to the Qin State and sought Qin's support, he would inevitably be opposed by the Jin State.
Chapter completed!