The expressions on the faces of all the Imperial City's ministers and officials present were ugly. How shameless does this person have to be to compete with a man who has diarrhea?!
"Boy!"
As soon as Cheng Gongshou opened his mouth, Lan Jizong reached out to stop him. He turned to look at Ye And and said: "Don't win with force, but defeat the plan with skill. Xiaolangjun is good at it!"
Ye An immediately straightened his face, straightened his clothes and bowed calmly to Lan Jizong: "Young man is a scholar!"
Lan Jizong laughed loudly: "Scholar, what a scholar, I forgot that my little friend is a scholar!"
Ye An stood up and put away his bowls and chopsticks: "Please excuse me, but you still need to clean up your bowls and chopsticks yourself!"
Under the cold eyes of a group of people, Ye An once again straightened his large straight clothes, patted Cheng Gongshou on the shoulder and said: "The boy is a scholar! Don't you think... Is this annoying?!"
"Ah!!" A simple sentence angered Cheng Gongshou again. Although he didn't have much strength, he still roared like a trapped beast still fighting.
Ye An's every word was like a small knife, constantly piercing Cheng Gongshou's body, as if every blow was a bloody hole, causing him to lose the last trace of his sanity.
Cheng Gongshou was about to have a seizure when Lan Jizong held his shoulder: "The mere method of provoking a general will make you lose your clarity of mind. If you die on the battlefield, you don't know how many times!"
"Shuzi is going too far!"
Ye An shouted dissatisfiedly from the side: "I'm not bullying you, you are humiliating yourself! Of course, you have to thank Mr. Lan, right?"
Lan Jizong was stunned for a moment and then smiled and said: "Young man Ye, it's too obvious to alienate a certain family from the Imperial City Department."
Ye An crossed his hands and said, "Excuse me, the high official, I'll do whatever it takes!" After saying that, he turned around and left, not listening to what Lan Jizong said next. He is a man who does what he says. Now that the game has begun,
Is there any reason to end it at will?
He believed that not only did he not want it to end, but Lan Jizong, who had not gained much, also did not want it to end. All the troublemakers in Guan Tianzhong were gone. Xuan Chengzi did not show up here for a few days, and the only one who followed Ye An was Tie An.
Second, he is still a boring gourd.
It just so happens that these people are killing time for themselves, which Ye An couldn't ask for. The ancients said: The good at work is better than hard work, but the waste is more playful... If I don't keep in touch with them, I will be "wasting my business", right?
In the next few days, the people from the Imperial City Department stopped eating with Ye An, and of course they couldn't let Ye An cook for them. The only exception was Lan Jizong.
Lan Jizong was very arrogant. Not only did he have dinner with Ye An, he even asked Ye An to make tea for him. When he drank the bitter tea, his eyes lit up.
"Ye Xiaozi, where is this tea? It tastes so fragrant and sweet, even if you brew it casually, it still has such a real taste!"
"Dragon and Phoenix Group Tea."
A sip of tea spurted out of Lan Jizong's mouth, and he coughed repeatedly: "What a waste of natural resources, what a waste of natural resources, how can the Dragon and Phoenix Group Tea gifted by the palace be as good as crude tea?!"
Ye An took a sip and said with a smile: "This is the official's fault. Mr. Yuanbo said the brewing of this tea was good, Mr. Guanmiao said it was wonderful, and Academician Wang also croaked! Why did you call it this tea when it came into your mouth?
To drink for cattle?”
Lan Jizong was slightly startled: "It only has the fragrance of tea and a hint of sweetness. How can such tea be considered excellent?"
Ye An smiled: "Because they drink out their lives and their insights from it. If a saint drinks it, I'm afraid they will also gain insights from it."
Lan Jizong looked away. He knew that Ye An was mocking him, but he still saluted respectfully in the direction of Tokyo City and said: "The saint naturally understands the profound meaning. How can a talent from a certain family compete with the saint and all the masters?"
Comparatively? Of course the saint is aware of everything and will not let Xiaoxiao succeed!"
Ye An looked at Lan Jizong's slightly aggrieved look and smiled slightly: "I plan to end it, do you want to continue playing?"
"Oh? Does Ye Xiaoyou admit defeat now?"
Ye An smiled and said: "You have moved the saints out, how can you still play?"
In fact, Ye An knew from the beginning that he could lose. No matter what the result was, Lan Jizong would not lose because behind him was the Queen Mother Liu E...
"It all depends on your ability. If you can convince me, the Imperial City Secretary, then I will definitely give Xiaolangjun a guarantee in front of the saint!"
Ye An smiled and said: "What guarantee can you give me? The Queen Mother wants to check my details, how can you still lie? In the end, she just wants to test what other abilities this kid has and where these abilities come from.
I’m just going to follow the clues and try to figure it out..."
Lan Jizong was startled for a moment, then laughed and said: "The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared!"
Ye An curled his lips, and praised him when someone found out. Officials in the Song Dynasty seemed to be used to doing this. Not only was there no embarrassment, but it also made you feel grateful.
Secretly thinking that he was careless, Ye An was a little depressed. Was he a fool in front of these people? Or was it because he looked easy to bully?
It is no longer possible to keep a low profile. If I had been able to keep a low profile back then, I would not have taken Xuan Chengzi as my teacher, nor would I have shown my sharp edge, nor would I have been condemned by my conscience to take out potatoes and sweet potatoes so early.
I showed my sharpness because of my own pride and the pride I pursued to enter the literary world. But now it seems that the result of showing my sharpness is not very ideal.
But it was too late. Although Wang Yuan, Wang Hao, and Wang Wen said that they were scholars and scholars who were involved in literature, in their bones they still had very little recognition of themselves, just because they were people without knowledge.
People of family background.
They treat themselves as juniors because of their interests, their dignity, and various reasons.
Without the noodles, the 200,000 kilograms of grain, potatoes and sweet potatoes, it would have been impossible to gain their recognition simply by relying on the talents you showed.
As for Xuanchengzi, eh! It’s hard to explain in one sentence. Ye An is not a fool. He can tell who is sincere to him. Xuanchengzi can barely be said to be.
"Master Lan, since you still want to keep playing! I will accompany you, but you have to be prepared, because if I don't do it, I will kill someone if I do!"
Following Ye An's words, Lan Jizong suddenly felt that the temperament of the young man in front of him had changed. He couldn't put it into words, he just felt a bit cold, bitingly cold.
After Ye An left, he realized that his back was actually sweating, cold sweat!
"Sir, where did this kid come from?" Seeing Ye An walking away and Lan Jizong standing there stiffly, the hook-nosed Xu Yongzhang slowly appeared and asked.
"I don't know yet, but he must not be a simple person. The boys in the Imperial City Division are all on guard. This boy is about to make a move! You are from the Royal Medicine Institute and are familiar with poison. No matter what you do these days,
All food and drinks must be inspected before use!"
Xu Yongzhang nodded slightly: "You know, don't worry, you must be careful in your humble position!"