Ye An's roar made Lan Jizong turn pale. He even saw the red eyes of the young man in front of him exuding infinite murderous intent. This was the killing intent of a warrior who had survived a hundred battles on the battlefield.
Don't dare to provoke such a person at this time. If you push him a little, he will pounce on you like a tiger.
In the middle of summer, Lan Jizong was also feeling cold all over. The night owl flew through the air with its unique sinister laughter, and the face of the young man in front of him became even more ferocious.
Lan Jizong didn't know what he said was wrong. He was doing it for his own good. He didn't expect Ye An's reaction to be so strong... But he could feel that the young man in front of him really respected the saint in his heart and was doing it for the sake of heaven.
Family-friendly.
Recalling what he just said, the terrifying words made people feel frightened. Isn't this a warning?
Putting some distance away from Lan Jizong, Ye An looked at his old face and sighed: "Did Emperor Zhenzong forget his lessons learned so quickly?
Don’t the saints know that those so-called heavenly books are actually made up for... Forget it, I shouldn’t say these things. I gave you potatoes and sweet potatoes. Even I doubted whether I did something wrong.
, Famine is terrible, but what is more terrible than famine is the human heart!”
Lan Jizong frowned and said, "It's not up to you now. The matter has come to this, and the saint already knows that the late emperor's desire to seek enlightenment... the saint also has aspirations..."
The more Ye An listened, the angrier he became: "I'm really amused by you! Emperor Zhenzong's conflagration in the east and sacrifices in the west, the whole country was vying for auspiciousness, offering praises, feverishly! Can these things be hidden? Even if they can be hidden
What about the current people and future generations?!
Come on, come on! Tell me, how will future generations evaluate the late emperor, and how will they evaluate those kings who pursue immortality and auspicious blessings? The noble kings and ministers deceived others and deceived the heavens for this evil thing, which is not worth laughing at!"
"presumptuous!"
The sharp sound drowned out the night owl's cry, and the people around him who had raised their ears immediately disappeared without a trace. Even Lan Jizong himself changed his face due to the scream.
However, the face of the young man in front of him did not change.
"You are being presumptuous, but what you are telling is the truth. Hasn't anyone read the "Book of Tang" written by the later Jin Dynasty? It is the evaluation of the Tang people by later generations. There are many descriptions of the emperor's pursuit of immortality and auspicious things.
And the remarks, don’t the saints who are familiar with history know this?”
"Don't say it, don't say it! It's a matter of honor for the saint. If you really have the ability, go to the saint's court and give advice. Don't torture a certain family! And don't criticize the late emperor!"
Ye An shrugged: "I didn't dare to say it in front of the saint, so I told you that you are a servant in the palace and a retainer of the Tian family, otherwise what use would you have?!"
Lan Jizong stared at Ye An blankly, and after a long time he said with a smile: "Now a certain family knows why the second son of the Qian family fell into trouble with you. If he has the means and ability... If he gets another title,
Hehe, is there anyone in the world who can capture you?"
Ye An looked towards the direction of Tokyo City and said slowly: "Yes, of course there is. A saint can capture a boy."
Lan Jizong's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he still had a smiling expression on his face: "What about the official family?"
"In the future, the officials will be able to surrender the boy as a prisoner."
Ye An's words were very clear. Lan Jizong nodded and said: "That's the truth. If you want to capture capable people, you don't rely on status. You also need to have means. You respect the saint's means and respect what the saint is doing now."
Everything, instead of respecting where the saint is sitting... I just want to know, where do you get such arrogance?!"
The thoughts in his mind were exposed by Lan Jizong, but Ye An answered incorrectly and asked: "Being old and not dying is a thief. There are too many smart people in this world. The only thing I can give to the saint is sweet potatoes and land. The saint will give me a knighthood.
Just let me live happily in Tokyo with peace of mind."
Lan Jizong joked and threw out a piece of jade and saw Ye An reaching out to catch it before saying: "A certain family thought that you had to be rewarded for your incompetence. How did you know that you would be rewarded with a title?"
Ye An looked at the warm jade with auspicious patterns in his hand and chuckled: "For the sake of Zhao Song's face, the saint will not begrudge the reward."
After saying that, Ye An approached Lan Jizong again like a philistine businessman and said: "What kind of reward does the saint intend to give to the boy? So that the boy can be prepared. Can he write a poem to praise the saint's virtues?"
The sudden change of painting style made Lan Jizong slightly uncomfortable. He had to distance himself from the young man in front of him and said: "You are really disrespectful, how can you behave like this... The thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness!"
Ye An clapped his hands: "Okay! With your words, I feel relieved. How can I live up to such a beautiful night? I'll treat you to a drink in the evening!"
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Lan Jizong never expected that Ye An really prepared drinks and delicious food. Looking at the crispy fried rice cakes and the roast chicken on the side that were still shiny under the moonlight, Lan Jizong couldn't help but twitch his fingers.
Ye An slapped open the sealing mud on the wine jar, and a strong fragrance of wine made Lan Jizong jump up. The wine was like silk, hanging from the mouth of the jar and poured into the wine glass, so Lan Jizong was safe and sound again.
He sat on his seat and waited for Ye An to fill it up for him.
Unexpectedly, Ye An filled up the wine and began to drink alone. He looked at Lan Jizong and said: "Your Majesty, I have this fine wine in front of you. You are welcome, and you don't need to be polite either. It's just you and me at this time."
Two people are missing, but put aside status, wealth and power!"
Lan Jizong laughed and nodded: "Okay, okay, okay! You are the second person with a bad temper towards a certain family. The Qin family is one, and you are the second one! A certain family also has a mean temper, and they like you who are neither humble nor overbearing."
Such a young man has a formidable future!"
Ye An smiled nonchalantly: "Everyone is like this. When the moon is full, it will be short. When it sets at noon, it will be too late. You are a high-ranking official in the palace. You have been flattered by others on weekdays. I will treat you like this."
As an elder, as an ordinary old man, you naturally feel comfortable. This is great. You feel comfortable, and the kid feels comfortable too! I congratulate the potatoes and sweet potatoes, and congratulate the emperor and Song Dynasty, drink victory!"
Lan Jizong laughed and said: "Congratulations on good luck and congratulations to the official saint! Drink in victory!"
At this time, the old man and the young man were pure. There was no identity, no entanglement, and no entanglement of interests. All they had was the simple joy and drinking desire of the old man and the young man.
Ye An tore off a chicken leg and put it into Lan Jizong's bowl and said, "Sir, do you think the boy's wine-making business can make money?"
As the strong wine entered his throat, Lan Jizong took out a sip of wine and said: "Such a fine wine must be the first! If you talk about making money, you will fall behind!"
"You mean I should offer the wine to the saint, and then... I understand, I understand!"
Lan Jizong looked at Ye An dumbfounded: "Don't you want to become a scholar? Why are you so obsessed with businessmanship?"
Ye An smiled bitterly and said: "There is nothing I can do, I'm afraid of being poor!"