Seeing his doubts, the King of England was stunned: "Didn't Zaifu tell you?"

"The teacher has indeed never mentioned it. I wonder what the taboo is?"

The King of England said: "Oh, Zaifu may have other ideas. But I can tell you that this pen and inkstone is extraordinary. Zaifu was specially used to write history. When he wrote it, it was Spring and Autumn. It is difficult to change a word, even Zaifu

Mr. Fu will not use it easily. The most common time is when compiling the history of Zhou Dynasty."

Jiang Fan suddenly realized, no wonder this pen is called Spring and Autumn, and this inkstone is called Black and White. The history book Spring and Autumn, black and white are distinct, so it should have this meaning.

Then he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice, otherwise something will go wrong in the future."

The King of England smiled and said: "I can't say too much about this matter. Since the Prime Minister has never mentioned it, you'd better ask Mr. Zhang in the future."

Jiang Fan nodded, a little confused in his heart. This brush and inkstone was well known, but there were also these inside stories. If the King of England hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have known about it.

The prince said: "The prime minister has worked hard and achieved great results. Now that he is old, it is better to go into seclusion. Naturally, there will be people who want to worry about the affairs of the world."

"What the emperor said is that only when you have a heart can you achieve something. What I shouldn't say is that the emperor is too idle. The father is also very old. The emperor should consider taking over the treasure as soon as possible to relieve the father's worries.

"

The prince said calmly: "Let's talk about it later. You also know that I have no interest in state affairs."

The King of England said: "Okay, okay, I know you don't like to talk about state affairs, so I won't talk about this today. Fishing, fishing."

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, Jiang Fan also started talking nonsense, and a fish weighing more than two kilograms took the bait.

Not long after, the prince scored twice and a two-pound koi.

In one hour, the prince caught three big fish. Jiang Fan was not bad either. Although he was a little behind, he still caught three fish.

Only the King of England didn't get one, so he couldn't help but shout that he was unlucky.

The prince said calmly: "I'm afraid the fish will be scared away by your noise."

The King of England threw down the fishing rod: "In that case, I won't do anything I'm not good at. I'll be responsible for lighting the fire later. Let's do it ourselves so that we can eat deliciously!"

He did what he said, and he excitedly brought a large bundle of fruit trees. He chopped the firewood with one finger without even using an axe, and a charcoal fire started to appear in the hall.

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I am really lucky to have dinner with your two highnesses. But I don't have much seasoning with me, so I will make do with some today and make grilled fish."

As he said that, he took out the spice box from his pocket.

The King of England laughed loudly: "The rumors are indeed true. Jiang Xiaoyao is a greedy man, and he actually carries this seasoning with him."

Jiang Fan said: "This little hobby makes your two highnesses laugh."

Not long after, the six fishes were grilled to a fragrant aroma, and the three of them ate happily.

The King of England's eyes lit up after taking a bite: "Okay! Good! It's just a barbecue, but it's so delicious. I've tasted all the delicacies in the world, and there's nothing like it."

Then most of it went into the King of England's mouth, and he was very excited to eat it and praised it full of praises. Jiang Fan only ate some symbolically.

However, it is said that the prince, who has never had a poor appetite, actually ate two of them, and the largest golden carp was also completely eaten by him.

The King of England smiled and said that if Mr. Jiang had stayed for another year and a half, he might be able to cure his illness with diet therapy.

While the three of them were drinking and eating fish, Zeng Chun was also reporting to Emperor Ping.

"...That's it. At first, the prince was extremely shocked. He seemed to be testing the situation, but he seemed to be disappointed. Then he went fishing and chatted and returned to normal. In the middle of the journey, the three princes suddenly arrived, and the three of them were drinking and eating fish."

After hearing this, Emperor Ping's eyes were a little strange, "Fishing...eating fish. It's quite leisurely...Why is Zong Yao here?"

Zeng Chun said: "Go and send the thousand-year-old ginseng king to the prince to regulate his body."

Emperor Ping smiled imperceptibly: "It's true that we are brothers and sisters... Okay, you can go down."

Zeng Chun exited the hall, but his expression was a little strange. After a long time, he slowly looked into the distance: "Dad, what do you... know..."

At this moment, the grilled fish had been finished, and the King of England, who was still not satisfied, wiped his mouth and said, "It's so delicious. I remember that my wife and nephew also love fish the most. If they were still here, the whole family would enjoy the delicious food together. It would be great."

How good…”

Suddenly he seemed to come to his senses and hurriedly said: "Brother Emperor, I made a mistake."

The prince's face remained as usual: "It doesn't matter, people can't be resurrected after death, and I no longer care about it. Today, I have the same thoughts as you."

The King of England looked a little sad: "I think my nephew is extremely intelligent. If he were to be as old as Mr. Jiang now, he would be as famous as Mr. Jiang in the world with his talent."

The prince said: "I often fish here just to remember the two of them. But the dead are gone and the living are like this. Remembering them is enough and there is no need to hurt our spirits."

The King of England said: "Brother, if you can look away, I will feel much lighter. Speaking of which, the ninth day of September is my nephew's memorial day, and it is coming soon."

The prince said slowly: "He was born on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month when it is extremely yin, so he was born on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month when it is extremely yang. The time of his birth and death is unknown, and his death at an early age is understandable."

The King of England sighed: "Brother, this is the nonsense of the alchemist. The death of your nephew is quite strange. Don't you really want to pursue it?"

The prince shook his head: "Ten years of searching have yielded no results. Even if there was something wrong in the past, it has long been buried deep underground. There are no clues to be found, so why bother trying in vain."

"But brother..."

Suddenly he turned to look at Jiang Fan, as if he had come to his senses: "Haha, it's very inappropriate to talk about this matter today. I made a mistake and made a mistake, so I'd better not talk about it. I think the emperor brother and the trustworthy King of Zhenxi still have something to discuss.

I won’t bother you any more, little brother.”

Then he turned to Jiang Fan and said, "Master Jiang, if you can stay here for a few more days, find some time to have a few drinks with me."

Jiang Fan cupped his hands and said, "Thanks to the great love of the prince, if I have some free time, I can do whatever I want."

The King of England just exchanged a few words of greetings, waved his hands, and strode away.

Not long after he left, the prince suddenly looked at him: "How do you feel about being alone as a younger brother?"

Jiang Fan's expression changed, and he laughed and said: "I am from a grassroots background and have limited experience. I just feel that His Highness the Third Highness is walking like a dragon and a tiger. He is cheerful and has no airs. He is very easy to get along with."

The prince's eyes were as calm as water: "Hmm... That's right. A dragon walks like a tiger, and he treats virtuous people like a corporal. He is a good candidate for a gentleman."

Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Your Highness, I didn't mean that."

The prince waved his hand: "Of course you don't mean that, Gu is just talking. After all, Gu is in poor health. Da Zhou must have a legacy."

Jiang Fan's heart was slightly shaken, there was something in the prince's words.

But he couldn't comment on this kind of thing, so he kept silent.

"The emperor's younger brother is a man of great talent, and what he says is often very reasonable. If you are an official in the Zhou Dynasty, you should think deeply about what I said today."

Jiang Fan slightly arched his hands and said, "My lord, you should bear in mind the teachings of your two highnesses."

The prince suddenly took the box of ginseng king and pushed it to Jiang Fan: "This is for you."
Chapter completed!