Jiang Fan was stunned, opening his mouth and wondering what to say.

The maniac waved his hand indifferently: "Take it away, leave me a poem and write it in person."

She is so generous, Jiang Fan can't refuse.

But when I think of Gu Qianshen's mother being a fan, I always feel strange in my heart.

In fact, if you want to say it is strange, their family is quite strange. Whether it is Zhang Tianshi, Zhang Kuang, Gu Qingshan, and his unknown father Jiang Fan think that 80% of them are also strange characters.

I don’t know what kind of virtue the old monster entrenched on Shushan has. Anyway, with the idea that it is not that the whole family does not enter the family, Mr. Jiang thought it might be similar.

Zhang Kuang had already handed a pen in front of him, picked his chin and signaled him: "Hmm?"

Jiang Fan came to his senses, took the pen and smiled, "Does the mountain master have any questions?"

"No..." Zhang Kuang held his chin and thought for a while, suddenly picked up a wine gourd and threw it to Jiang Fan: "That's right, you should drink first, otherwise you won't be interested in poetry."

Jiang Fan shook his head and laughed. This person was really imaginative.

"It's better to spare it. There's still something wrong with this..."

Zhang Kuang immediately slapped the table: "What's the matter? Who do you look down on?"

Haha, this is a big deal, so let's drink it. Let's talk about the ancient characters first, no matter what, she still recognizes some.

Then put down the pen, uncover the lid and sniff it, and nothing unexpected happens - burn the knife.

Zhang Kuang had already poured several mouthfuls of mouth to mouth, and he was even more generous when drinking wine than tea.

"Your wine is good, it's too expensive."

Zhang Kuang was a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Fan smiled and couldn't help but think of Zhang Tianshi and Gu Qingshan. The family was poor.

Of course, they are not really poor. Look at which poor man can make a laurel scroll worth tens of thousands of gold when he takes action? What they lack is only silver...

"The mountain master likes to drink, so he can just pick it up at will in the future."

"feasible?"

"It's feasible, otherwise, how many cars will I send you every year?"

Zhang Kuang actually thought, stretched out his finger and calculated: "Five cars?"

Seeing her like this, Jiang Fan immediately made a decision: "Ten cars!"

Ten-car wine doesn’t count for Jiang Fan. This thing doesn’t cost much, and the Yuwen family’s horse gang business is now open to all places, so it’s not like giving her some wine.

But the benefits are huge

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Zhang Kuang was excited at the time: "Success! You are a good person!"

I was not good to be repaid just now, but ten carts of wine were good, and your judgment criteria were really unstable.

"My baby has sent me a letter saying that you are still good, but you are full of bad water. Let me be more careful about you. But I think you are quite generous, and that bastard must be disliked by you."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but haha, Gu Qingshan didn't say good things behind his back, aren't you afraid of having mouth sores?

Zhang Kuang is right, just a bastard. No wonder he is called a bastard at such an old age, it is not unfair.

However, in front of me, Jiang Fan said generously: "Mr. Gu and I are very friendly. Mr. Gu is talented and has a good character...."

"That's a big deal!" Zhang Kuang said disdainfully: "I don't understand what kind of virtues my son is?"

Well, Gu Qianshen, this is not what I said.

But this arrogant mouth opens and spits fragrance, drinking is like drinking water, and looking at the virtue of staggering on the coffee table with one foot on it, how could he become obsessed with books?

No matter how you look at this kind of person, he looks like a female hero in the world - a female bandit.

If it weren't for seeing her writing with her own eyes just now and being amazed at her talent, Jiang Fan would have really struggled to connect the two.

Or, this is just about being at will. Only such people can write good calligraphy works.

"If you don't mention him, tell me about you, you are much more interesting than him, but unfortunately I don't know enough."

"Me?" Jiang Fan was stunned: "What do I have to say?"

Zhang Kuang said: "Let me first talk about whether you have slept with the Empress?"

Jiang Fan was stunned. All these gossips have been passed on to Shushan? Aren’t you going out?

No, what they saw and heard just now is not that they don’t know anything about the outside world. This book mountain is interesting...

"Tell me? What's the shame of this? I saw a young man looking attractive, so I slept at that time... Uh, it's his father."

Jiang Fan:...

As soon as people drink, they talk too much and it is easy to get closer.

Zhang Kuang did not hide his own personal information, and explained in detail to him the origin of the ancient seal script he knew.

It turned out that even at that time, this ancient character was not a common word, but was specifically used for major matters such as sacrifices, conquests, names, contracts, etc.

And this is also the main reason that caused it to be lost

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Jiang Fan knew a few of them because of Jile City. Because the Shadow Guard was the main person in charge of this matter at that time, they kept some search records, and also secretly left a broken ancient scroll by someone who was interested.

Zhang Kuang studied some of the words he knew, and then pointed out the words he knew to Jiang Fan, but he told him to find the old man Cangling to check, because he might not be correct in his understanding of the meaning of the words.

After talking about these things, I actually drank a lot. Zhang Kuang's alcohol tolerance is really exaggerated. Even if he is not as good as Xiang Chen or his brother-in-law, it is not much worse.

But now, Jiang Fan's alcohol tolerance is actually outrageous. It started after the Longao incident. As his physique becomes stronger and stronger, his alcohol tolerance is also rising.

But it's still incomparable to such people.

It is naturally easier to meet opponents when drinking. Later, the two almost called each other brothers. They seemed to say that they would recognize Gu Qingshan as their godson...

Anyway, I don’t know how much it was. Anyway, I was very happy at that time. I was confused and remembered that I was pulled to a large screen and wrote a poem while drinking. As for what it was, I couldn’t remember it.

There is no time to think about it.

What he wants to think now is-

Whose hands did you fall into?

He woke up from his head and found that he was sitting on a wide chair, his whole body was soft and weak. Although he could move, his true energy was obviously banned.

I can understand what else I don’t know, it’s obviously a mud.

"I said... This old man, you've looked at me for a stick of incense. Can you say something?"

Sitting opposite was an old man, very old, like a piece of rotten wood.

When Jiang Fan woke up, he sat there, squinted his muddy old eyes and looked at him without saying a word.

Jiang Fan was really awkward and couldn't help asking questions, but the other party still kept silent.

"I said, who are you? At least I can understand who is in my hands?"

After a while, it was not until Jiang Fan felt that he was almost awake when he was drunk that the old man spoke slowly.

"Don't you want to see me?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, wanting to see him? A name suddenly flashed through his mind, and hesitated and tentatively said: "Old Man Cangling?"
Chapter completed!