Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan was stunned, his mouth opened and he didn't know what to say.

The bookaholic waved his hand nonchalantly: "Just take it and leave me a poem to write in your own hand."

She was so generous, how could Jiang Fan refuse.

Just thinking that Gu Qiongsu's own mother is actually his fan makes me feel weird.

In fact, in terms of weirdness, their family is quite weird. Be it Zhang Tianshi, Zhang Kuang, Gu Qingshan, including his unknown father Jiang Fan, most of them think they are also weird people.

The only thing I don't know is the virtues of the old monster entrenched on Shushan. Anyway, based on the idea that one family does not belong to the same family, Mr. Jiang thinks that they may be similar.

Zhang Kuang had already handed a pen to him and raised his chin to signal him: "Huh?"

Jiang Fan came to his senses, took the pen and said with a smile, "Does the mountain master have any questions?"

"No..." Zhang Kuang held his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly picked up a wine gourd and threw it to Jiang Fan: "That's right, you should drink first, otherwise you won't be interested in poetry."

Jiang Fan shook his head and laughed. This man was really unscrupulous in his actions.

"It's better to skip it. I have something else to do here..."

Zhang Kuang immediately slapped the table: "What's going on? Who are you looking down on?"

Haha, this is a big deal, let's drink it. It just so happens that we can talk about the ancient characters first. Anyway, she still recognizes some of them.

Then he put down the pen, opened the lid and took a sniff. No surprise - the knife was burning.

Over there, Zhang Kuang had already drank several mouthfuls of wine, and he drank wine even more generously than tea.

"Your wine is good, but it's too expensive."

Zhang Kuang was a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Fan smiled and couldn't help but think of Zhang Tianshi and Gu Qingshan, both of whom were poor.

Of course, people are not really poor. Do you think any poor person can get a lapis lazuli scroll worth ten thousand gold? All they lack is money...

"The mountain master likes to drink it, you can take it as you please from now on."

"feasible?"

"It's feasible. Otherwise, how about I send someone to deliver a few cars to you every year?"

Zhang Kuang actually thought about it and stretched out his fingers to calculate: "Five cars?"

Seeing her like this, Jiang Fan immediately agreed: "Ten cars!"

Ten carts of wine meant nothing to Jiang Fan. This thing didn't cost much, not to mention that Yuwen's caravan business now reached all over the country, so sending her some wine was nothing more than a joke.

But the benefits are huge. At least Gu Qiongsu still dares to say something? I have a good relationship with your mother!

Zhang Kuang was excited at that time: "Sure! You are a good person!"

It was not enough to return the favor just now. Ten carts of wine would be good. Your judgment standard is really unstable.

"My kid sent me a letter, saying that you're a good person, but you're full of bad intentions, so I should be careful about you. But I think you're quite generous. That bastard must not like you."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but haha, Gu Qingshan really didn't say nice things behind his back, isn't he afraid of getting mouth sores?

Zhang Kuang is right, he is just an asshole. No wonder he is called a bastard at such an old age. It is not unfair.

However, in front of his wife, Jiang Fan still said magnanimously: "I have a good relationship with Mr. Gu. His talent and character are among the best among the younger generation..."

"What a fool!" Zhang Kuang said disdainfully: "I still don't understand what virtues my son has?"

Come on, Gu Qiongsu, this is not what I said.

But this man spits out fragrance when he opens his mouth wildly, drinks like water, and looks at his virtues of dangling one foot on the coffee table. How could he be addicted to books and become a bookworm?

No matter how you look at this kind of person, she looks like a charlatan—a female gangster.

If Jiang Fan hadn't seen her writing with his own eyes just now and was amazed by her talent, it would be difficult for Jiang Fan to connect the two.

Or, this is just following the mood, and only this kind of person can write good calligraphy works.

"Don't mention him, tell me about you. You are much more interesting than him. It's a pity that I don't go out and don't know enough about you."

"Me?" Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "What do I have to say."

He said arrogantly: "First of all, have you ever slept with the Empress?"

Jiang Fan was dumbfounded. Has this gossip spread to Shushan? Aren’t you going out?

No, what they saw and heard just now shows that they don’t know anything about the outside world. This mountain of books is somewhat interesting...

"Tell me? What's there to be embarrassed about? Back then I saw a pretty boy with an attractive face, and I fell in love with him right then... uh, it was Zai Zi's father."

Jiang Fan:......

When people drink, they talk more and get closer easily.

Zhang Kuang did not hide his secrets and explained to him in detail the origin of this ancient seal script that he knew.

It turns out that this ancient character was not a universal character even at that time, but was specially used for important matters such as sacrifices, conquests, naming, and contracts.

And this is also the main reason why it was lost. After the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the abdication system was discontinued and the world became a truly hereditary family. And this kind of text that recorded many key historical facts was quietly eliminated. After nearly a hundred years of searching and destroying, it is difficult to find traces in the world.

Jiang Fan was able to know a few people thanks to Paradise City. Because the main person responsible for this matter at that time was the Shadow Guards, they kept some inspection records, and a incomplete ancient scroll was also secretly left behind by someone who was interested.

Zhang Kuang did some research and pointed out the words he knew to Jiang Fan, but told him to check with the old man Can Ling because his own understanding of the meaning of the words may not be correct.

After talking about this, I have actually drunk a lot. The arrogant drinking capacity is really exaggerated. Even if it is not as good as Xiang Chen or my brother-in-law, it is not far behind.

But now, Jiang Fan's alcohol tolerance is actually outrageous. It started after the Long Ao incident. As his physique became stronger, his alcohol tolerance also increased.

But he still couldn't compare with such a person.

It's easier to drink when you meet a good match. Later, the two of them almost called each other brothers. It seems that he also said that he wanted to recognize Gu Qingshan as his godson...

In short, I don't know how much, anyway, it was very refreshing at the time. I vaguely remember being pulled in front of a large screen and writing a poem under the influence of alcohol, but I can't remember what it was.

There is no time to think.

Now he has to think about-

Whose hands is he in?

From his head clearing up, he found himself sitting on a wide chair, his whole body was soft and weak, although he could move, but his true energy was obviously sealed by someone.

What else can I not understand? Obviously, he sprained his knee.

"I say... this old man, you have been looking at me for a stick of incense, can you say something?"

Sitting opposite was an old man, very old, like a piece of rotten wood.

Since Jiang Fan woke up, he has been sitting there, squinting his cloudy old eyes and looking at him, without saying a word.

Jiang Fan was really uncomfortable and couldn't help asking questions, but the other party remained silent.

"I say, who are you? At least let me know who is in my hands?"

After a while, until Jiang Fan felt that he was almost sober, the old man slowly spoke.

"Don't you want to see me?"

Jiang Fan was stunned. Want to see? A name suddenly flashed through his mind, and he hesitated and tentatively asked: "Old Man Cangling?"