In the evening, the empress took a stack of manuscripts and read them at night. Zhao Er, who was very sensible, not only dictated the manuscripts every day, but also recorded the manuscripts and compiled them into a book and presented them to the empress. Tonight, the national teacher Xu Fu and the old commander Meng Ao were also present.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes..."

Xu Fu sighed in admiration: "This young gentleman must be the fisherman on the Canglan River. Could it be that when he wrote this poem, he had already planned to write a book?"

Meng Ao also praised: "I just got up by chance that day, and I didn't expect to force out a wonderful book that will last forever. It is really incredible that this boy, who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, can write such a magnificent and wonderful book."

Xu Fudao said: "After reading it today, I feel that this book is bright and smooth, suitable for both refined and popular tastes. It is full of details, twists and turns, really swaying and colorful, but it has a magnificent structure. It organizes the complicated events and characters completely and tightly, and the narration is appropriate and orderly. It is more

They are all related to each other, closely linked, and advanced layer by layer. It makes me want to stop."

Meng Ao smiled and said: "What the Imperial Master said is true. Those strategies and war plans, as well as his fantastic ideas, are astonishing to heaven and earth. From that day on, I didn't even think about food and drink. I spent the whole day thinking about how to advance the plot.

I hope noon will come soon, but that boy is too lazy to speak for only half an hour every day, which whets his appetite."

Xu Fudao: "The old commander once said that he just had an idea that day. Maybe he didn't have a complete manuscript, but needed to create every day, so that's why."

Meng Ao said: "Perhaps as the Imperial Master said, or perhaps this cunning boy did this on purpose."

Xu Fu said: "I really want to hear it. How about we come together tomorrow?"

Meng Ao stroked his hand and said, "Great kindness! Listening to books in class is quite interesting. The Imperial Master will know after you give it a try."

Xu Fudao said: "It is a great blessing in life to be able to listen to the stories of fishermen on the Canglan River. This boy composed three poems in a row in Paradise City, both of which are masterpieces that have not been seen in a century. The old man recited them over and over again and couldn't put them down. I don't want to think about the famous Northern Song Dynasty.

The Ci Sage actually came to my city of Yangdu and started a restaurant, which is really weird."

Meng Ao laughed loudly: "I like that boy. He can be a fisherman and a waiter. He can write lyrics well and speak books well. He can be high and low, elegant and vulgar. If not, how could he write about the Three Kingdoms like this?

Appreciate both the refined and the popular."

Xu Fu praised: "What the old commander said is very true. Extraordinary people do extraordinary things. I want to meet this person more and more."

The empress said while reading the manuscript: "You have seen it."

Xu Fu was stunned: "Have you seen me before? When?"

The empress said: "We will know tomorrow."

After saying that, he slowly put down the manuscript, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "Pass the decree, order all civil and military officials in the court to gather at Penglai Pavilion tomorrow. I want to listen to this Chibi Battle together with all the officials!"

After the two left, the empress continued to pick up the manuscript and read it from the beginning again. Then she put down the manuscript and stood up and said: "Get up and live as a mortal."

Mortal Residence, this is the name Jiang Fan gave to the newly purchased house.

At this time, Mr. Jiang and Gu Beiyan were having a barbecue in the backyard.

There are abundant ingredients, including delicacies from the mountains and the sea. Without him, Mr. Jiang has made money.

Now he no longer works as a waiter, and specializes in storytelling. He has also reached an agreement with the restaurant, each earns his own money, and the restaurant still earns money for food and drinks. All rewards for storytelling go to Jiang Fan. Mr. Jiang can earn money every day when he goes over to tell a story at noon.

Hundreds of taels, even Gu Beiyan had to go there and start working as a money collector. Every day, the two of them came back carrying large bags of money. Thinking about the tight life they had lived in the past few days, they felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Of course, Gu Beiyan was shocked when he went there for the first time. He saw hundreds of people in the restaurant shouting Jiang Xiaolang's nickname - Jiang Yulang. But as long as Jiang Fan shook his head, there was an instant silence, and the whole hall could only hear his ups and downs.

sound.

At first, Gu Beiyan found it unbelievable. It wasn't until she listened to a section of the book that day that she understood why these people were so crazy. Even she couldn't stop. She even chased Jiang Fan to read a section during dinner in the evening before she was barely satisfied.

Gu Beiyan, who regarded herself as a dead soldier, was always cold, but at the moment when she was wearing a string, she actually had a smile on her lips that she didn't even know she had.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the charcoal is ready..." Jiang Fan urged, waving his fan.

"You bake it first and eat it while you're cooking it." Gu Beiyan said as he worked quickly.

"Huh? No, you can't do this with the ribs. You need two bamboo sticks, side by side. By the way, this way they won't move around..."

"Is there enough honey? How about adding more..."

The two people were so busy that they didn't even notice that the empress wearing a curtain hat and a big cloak walked into the courtyard at some point and was watching them quietly at the door of the courtyard.

Jiang Fan was humming an unknown ditty while grilling skewers. Gu Beiyan said while working: "Sir, can you tell me another paragraph?"

Jiang Fan said: "No, I can't say any more. You've already listened to one more paragraph. You can't be greedy."

Gu Beiyan said: "How should we fight this Chibi battle? Sun and Liu combined forces are definitely no match for the Cao thieves with 800,000 troops."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Don't be misled by the book. Cao Cao is just a name for his enemy. In fact, in my opinion, this Cao Cao can be called a world hero."

"Heroes in the world?" Gu Beiyan was stunned: "But he held the emperor hostage to order the princes. He was clearly a national thief who stole from the Han Dynasty."

Jiang Fan didn't comment and just let her listen to the book slowly. Gu Beiyan thought for a while: "The current King of Wei is also a powerful man in the world. He also has the same surname of Cao. Could it be that the young master is insinuating the King of Wei?"

Jiang Fandao: "Don't make random guesses, just listen to the book. It's just a story. If you say it's true, it's yes or no, and if you say no, it's not yes or no. Just listen to it for entertainment."

It was so confusing that Gu Beiyan couldn't get around it for a while.

But a voice suddenly came: "Everything in this story is yes or no, and no is yes or no."

Gu Beiyan was startled. She was very familiar with this voice. She quickly put down her work and knelt down: "Gu Beiyan, a citizen girl, respectfully welcomes His Majesty."

Jiang Fan was also stunned for a moment, and looked up at the empress who was slowly walking over in a cloak. Then he smiled and said, "Your nose is really smart. It's your first time today to grill skewers."

The empress walked closer, waved her hand to Gu Beiyan, sat down politely, and said, "I'm also very interested, yes or no?"

"No." Jiang Fan said simply.

The empress said calmly: "If you say no, then it means yes or no?"

Jiang Fan said: "Look, you asked if you knew it."

The empress looked at him: "I'm doing well."

Jiang Fan made a "V" gesture: "The money will be returned to you at the end of the month."

The empress said: "No need, just use it as my food expenses. Your cooking is truly unparalleled."

She has to come here often for food, and she can't refuse, so just come, anyway, five hundred taels is enough for her. It's not surprising, considering the lack of food in the palace, it is really necessary to improve it occasionally.
Chapter completed!