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Chapter 61 Li Yunlong

"Who is Old Li?" Fan Xian was a little confused. After being the son of the Fan family for so long, he knew his father's surname was Li the day before.

"Li Yunlong." Ye Cao said a name.

"Who is Li Yunlong?" Obviously, Fan Xian had never heard of the phrase "Second Battalion Commander, bring me my Italian cannon", and he was still bewildered.

"Li Yunlong is Emperor Qing." Ye Cao said, "Besides him, is there any old Li in the world who is worthy of your mother."

Of course, Ye Cao didn't think Emperor Qing was worthy of Xiao Ye Zi.

Back then, it was because of Xiao Yezi's vinegar that the queen sent troops to attack and kill Xiao Yezi when Emperor Qing was not in the capital.

As for Emperor Qing's name, it was actually easy to guess.

First of all, Li Yunrui is of the same generation as Emperor Qing, and both belong to the royal blood, so he should also be of the Yunzi generation. As the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, only the Dragon character can match him.

The so-called tiger follows the wind, and the dragon follows the cloud. Perhaps it is because of this name that he became Emperor Qing.

The reason why Xiao Yezi chose him and supported him in the first place was not because of his name in the first place, so he paid more attention to him.

The name of the head of the group is really powerful in all directions, even across time and space.

"I, I, I..." Fan Xian was speechless for a moment in shock.

My mother is not only an illegitimate child, but also the emperor's illegitimate child. After being a commoner for so long, I suddenly became a prince.

Huh, after doing the math, Wan'er is actually my cousin.

Some of them are more violent than Erguotou's.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Fan Xian asked after he came over.

"Whether it's the prince or the son of the Fan family, it doesn't make any difference to me. You are just Xiao Yezi's son." Ye Cao answered in this way. He didn't take care of Fan Xian all these years because of Emperor Qing, who was troublesome. And it's all because of the little leaf.

Even if I told you who Fan Xian's biological father was, what's the point?It's just adding troubles, Emperor Qing won't admit it, and Fan Jian won't let it go either.

After all, he is just an illegitimate child and cannot enter the family tree.

"I've read it, wash up and go to sleep." Ye Cao didn't take anything from the box, just looked at it, and left with Simei.

"Uncle, back then my mother was really... hard to describe." Fan Xian admired Xiao Ye Zi all over, and he was destined to have no sleep tonight.

A month later, Northern Qi and Nanqing fought a big battle, and Northern Qi lost a state.

The reason why Northern Qi was defeated was mainly because Nanqing placed the spy leader Yan Bingyun in Northern Qi who stole the military information of Northern Qi.

However, this spy war hero was captured by Beiqi.

The Northern Qi sent a mission to Nanqing to negotiate, and Fan Xian was appointed as the deputy envoy for this negotiation with the Northern Qi because of the recommendation of Lin Ruofu and the crown prince.

"My lord, Zhuang Mohan, the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty, is also among them." Yiye reported.

"Zhuang Mohan, he must be seventy." Ye Cao recalled, the last time I saw him was more than 20 years ago.

"Seventy full life, but his big birthday can only be passed on the road."

Zhuang Mohan is different from more than 20 years ago. Although he is no longer an official in the court, he is more powerful in the field. He is revered as a master of literature and Taoism. He is a living saint who walks in the world. He has written countless books throughout his life. All respect him as a teacher.

To put it bluntly, if Northern Qi was destroyed, no one would take action against Zhuang Mohan. No matter which country Zhuang Mohan went to in the future, he would be regarded as a guest of honor.

In a sense, he is more powerful than the emperor.

Of course, if Northern Qi really reached that point, with Zhuang Mohan's integrity, he would definitely choose to die for the country.

But the strange thing is that Zhuang Mohan went to Nanqing as an envoy, but he did not participate in the negotiations between the two countries. He only went out once after coming to Kyoto, and he was still hiding.

"My lord, there is news from Siye that Mr. Zhuang met Li Yunrui privately." Yiye reported.

"Oh, what are they talking about?" Ye Cao asked the secret among the secrets.

"Li Yunrui asked Mr. Zhuang to ruin the young master's reputation at the state banquet." Yiye said casually, this is a secret among secrets.

It seems that Yotsuba has made a lot of achievements in Kyoto in recent years and has taken root deeply.

The negotiations between the missions of the two countries have come to an end. Although Northern Qi failed to take back the territory of one state, they can exchange Yan Bingyun for Xiao En to return home.

In order to show the demeanor of a big country, Nanqing wanted to host a banquet for the Northern Qi delegation, which was also regarded as a farewell. This was what Li Yunrui called a state banquet.

As for why Li Yunrui wanted to ruin Fan Xian's reputation, how could a person without virtue deserve to be in charge of the internal treasury.

"Send Fan Xian a message to bring Zhuang Mohan to see me." Although Ye Cao didn't leave the boat, she had already predicted the end of the state banquet.

Because he knew Zhuang Mohan well and knew what methods he would use to deal with Fan Xian.

At the state banquet, Zhuang Mohan brought a roll of old paper.

"The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the ape is mourning, and the sand is clear and the white bird is flying back... Thousands of miles of sorrow are often guests in autumn, and one hundred years of illness is alone on the stage. Hardship and bitterness hate the frosty temples, and the new wine glass is broken. I have written poems all my life, There is nothing else that can compare to it.”

Zhuang Mohan sighed and said, "Oh, what a pity. These last four sentences were not written by Mr. Fan."

"What, Fan Xian plagiarized this poem?" Li Yunrui pretended to be shocked.

"Yes," Zhuang Mohan nodded and said, "The last four sentences were originally written by an old friend of mine."

wow—

Zhuang Mohan opened the roll of old paper on the spot. The roll of old paper turned out to be a calligraphy post, on which were written the last four sentences of "Climbing the High" in Zhuang Mohan's peerless calligraphy.

"Fan Xian, what do you have to say?" Emperor Qing asked Fan Xian with some displeasure after reading the post.

"I copied this poem." Fan Xian stood up and admitted it very bachelorly.

"Mr. Fan, you know your mistakes and you know your courage. After this incident, you will become a great weapon in the future." Zhuang Mohan said, he couldn't help looking high at Fan Xian, and he was a man who could admit it so simply.

"I copied this poem from the fairy world, and it has nothing to do with your friend." Fan Xian shook his hands and said to Zhuang Mohan.

"Mr. Fan, what's the point of sophistry with the evidence here?" Zhuang Mohan shook his head, his impression of Fan Xian plummeted.

"Hmph!" Fan Xian snorted coldly, then drank, "Bring the pen! Come the ink!"

I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up in the sky, and it will never return.Don't you see Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow...

I don't feel the dawn when I sleep in spring, I hear birds singing everywhere...

Wild fire, in spring……

Drunk with a light on to watch the sword, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns...

………………

Fan Xian opened the highlight moment. It was really Fan Xian's Hundred Poems of Fighting Wine. After a state banquet, he was instantly made a god, and Fan Xian's name as the god of poetry spread all over the mainland.

Finally, his concluding verse is: the desert is solitary, the smoke is straight, and the long river is setting in the sun...

"Miaomiaomiao, okay, okay." Zhuang Mohan stroked his beard, and said three wonderful words, three good words.

"How, these poems were written by your friend?" Fan Xian triumphantly raised the wine jar, and took a sip smartly.

"Is Lingshi's surname Ye?" Zhuang Mohan asked with a smile, with a smile in his eyes, the elder looked at the smile of the younger.

With a bang, the wine jar fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, and the wine splashed all over him.

Fan Xian suddenly remembered what Simei had told him.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out to be the case.

(End of this chapter)