Emperor Ping suddenly waved his hand slightly: "You guys, please step back."

The two looked at each other and said, "I'll leave now."

Ping Huang said: "You should pay more attention to things outside. There are many people who are unhappy with this matter."

The two nodded in agreement.

Over there, Jiang Fan was eating beautifully, when suddenly a soft shout came from behind: "Naughty boy!"

At that time, he was so frightened that he didn't know where to hide the beef jerky. In the end, he had to turn around with a dry smile, holding a wine bottle in one hand and dried meat in the other: "Greetings to your Majesty..."

Emperor Ping's face was kind, but there was a hint of joking in his eyes: "It's not appropriate to greet him with wine and meat."

Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Your Majesty, please forgive me."

But I feel weird in my heart. We just met not long ago, so it’s not appropriate to call me a naughty boy...

Emperor Ping waved his hand: "Haha, no problem, come on, come close and sit with me."

He called me "I", which made Jiang Fan stunned.

Without thinking about it, he hurried over, and Emperor Ping had already sat down on a brocade pier and patted the person next to him: "Come, sit down."

Jiang Fan was a little hesitant, as this seemed to be inconsistent with etiquette. "Your Majesty, I am here to thank you..."

But Emperor Ping smiled slightly: "I have done all the etiquette during the day, so there is no need to be restrained in private."

After all, Jiang Fan was a free and easy person, and he didn't care much about the mess. After hearing this, he sat down directly.

Emperor Ping nodded with satisfaction and took two jade cups from the table next to him: "Don't drink it yourself, share some with me. This roasting knife is also of the highest quality in the royal family."

Jiang Fan was a little embarrassed: "I drank it mouth to mouth..."

Emperor Ping laughed loudly: "Young man has so many things to do. You can do whatever you want. Then share some of the food with me."

Jiang Fan instantly felt that this old man was particularly amiable.

But in the end, I was wary. People in power are best at winning people's hearts.

It's comfortable, it's really comfortable.

Jiang Fan filled two glasses of wine and spread out the oil paper bag, "Your Majesty, this is the beef jerky made by Weichen. It is spicy and goes well with wine, but it is a bit hard."

Emperor Ping picked up one and took a look at it: "Do you think I am not tough anymore?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, would you like to try it?" Jiang Fan picked up one and tore off a strand: "You have to tear it apart and eat it like this, chew it slowly, and drink it with some wine to make it stronger."

Emperor Ping followed his example, tore off a small strip and put it into his mouth. He chewed it and couldn't help but nod: "It's indeed delicious. People say that you, a young man, have three special skills: good food, good wine and poetry. You won't deceive me."

Beef jerky is addictive, and it's hard to stop eating it, and the same goes for Pinghuang. Especially as Jiang Fan said, it's delicious when paired with a sip of wine.

After eating several pieces in succession, Pinghuang slowly spoke: "Young man, where do you come from?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Xiqin."

"No, I'm asking, where is your hometown?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Orphan, I don't remember it for a long time."

Emperor Ping groaned and turned to look at him: "Why have you never heard of a young prodigy like you two years ago?"

Jiang Fan said: "Wandering around with my teacher, collecting herbs and fishing to make a living. I am an ordinary person, so naturally I have no name."

Emperor Ping said with great interest: "To be able to teach a disciple like you, your teacher must be very good. I wonder who is a great master in the world?"

Jiang Fan said: "Just a charlatan, how can he be so powerful?"

Emperor Ping nodded and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he sighed softly: "Oh - if my grandson were alive, he should be as old as you."

Jiang Fan moved his lips: "Your Majesty, my condolences."

Emperor Ping said slowly: "It has been so many years, and I have long since let go. It's just that when I see a young man like you, I have some thoughts. My grandson also likes poetry. Although he is young, he is very well-behaved. He once

Writing poems to enlighten me, my hair is white at the temples and my face is full of sorrow. How many years can there be in my life? I can be both sad and happy for one day. It is not as good as having a happy face..."

Jiang Fan said: "Lingsun is so talented that he can write such an article at such a young age. It's amazing."

Emperor Ping's eyes moved slightly, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Now that you have become the King of the West, you should pay more attention to the affairs of the Qin Kingdom in the future, and don't let me down." lΑ

Jiang Fan said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, you will do your best."

Ping Huang said: "Tomorrow, I will go to Longjiao Peak in person and ask the five elders to appoint you as the Holy Envoy to oversee the country."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but..."

He hesitated slightly and said: "I have a lot of disagreements with Taihua, I'm afraid..."

Emperor Ping looked at him: "Taihua is where the rivers and lakes are, what's the matter with Guan Taiyue?"

Jiang Fan's heart moved: "I believe that the Holy Land has the same energy as its branches."

Emperor Ping smiled lightly: "You are still too young. You don't have to worry about this matter. I have my own opinion."

Jiang Fan said: "Then I will listen to your Majesty's arrangements."

Emperor Ping said with a smile: "Don't talk about one minister. There are no outsiders here. I call myself I. Let me change my title."

Jiang Fan's lips twitched: "This... is inappropriate..."

Ping Huang said: "It's just in private, there's nothing inappropriate. I see that I like you dearly, so I treat you as my nephew in private, but you are having an affair with me."

Jiang Fan said awkwardly: "But you are His Majesty the Human Emperor after all, so spread the word..."

Emperor Ping feigned anger: "I say it's appropriate, so why don't you kid still resist the decree?"

Jiang Fan quickly said: "Then, that would be rude to me. How about calling His Majesty the Emperor?"

"Your Majesty?" Emperor Ping was stunned.

Jiang Fandao: "The emperor means the human emperor. There are uncles, masters and even God..."

Emperor Ping was dumbfounded, then smiled: "It's a wise move. Anyway, it's better to be closer to your majesty than just one person at a time. Don't be surprised. When people get older, they like young people and their grandchildren."

Jiang Fan only responded, not knowing what to say, but feeling a little strange in his heart.

"That... Your Majesty..." Jiang Fan said cautiously: "As the King of Zhenxi, what exactly should I do?"

Emperor Ping waved his hand: "Nothing specific, just use it as a name."

Jiang Fan seemed confused: "Then you can make me king..."

Emperor Ping looked at him: "Why, do you think it's just a decoration?"

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "It feels a bit weird."

Emperor Ping smiled: "A title is just a title given by the emperor to his ministers in addition to the actual power. This thing is only useful if it is used..."

A glimmer of light flashed across Jiang Fan's eyes. He didn't expect that Emperor Ping would actually say this in front of his own minister. But in fact, that's all it seems to be about a title. But it's only useful when it's used, which is very interesting.

…

Jiang Fan nodded as if he understood something: "The Holy Envoy of Supervising the Country..."

Emperor Ping chuckled: "You should have heard of the title of the Holy Envoy of Supervising the Country. Taiyue is used to supervise the vassal states in the world. This is not just a name, it has real power."

Jiang Fan immediately listened carefully.
Chapter completed!