Fish swimming around the world

He didn't seem to believe it. The heat flow passed through Jiang Fan's body again. After several cycles, he put down his hands blankly, his eyes a little scattered: "You...Jiang Fan?"

"My minister, Jiang Fan, leads the Western King of Zhenxi, and is here to pay an audience to His Highness the Crown Prince."

After a long time, the prince's face gradually returned to calm. He slowly sat down and shrank back into his fur. His face was extremely depressed, and he even coughed for a while.

"King Zhenxi... I'm laughing at you. Your Excellency looks like an old friend."

"I don't dare. It's human nature." Jiang Fan bowed his hands.

The prince motioned to Jin Dun next to him with his eyes: "Sit down and talk."

After Jiang Fan sat down, his seemingly calm eyes were still filled with extreme shock and confusion.

"Mr. Jiang, where are you from?"

Jiang Fan couldn't help but shook his head secretly, did you and your son talk like this at the beginning?

But he did not hesitate and said slowly: "I was an orphan, but now I am a native of Qin."

Orphan... The prince's expression changed slightly: "Parents passed away? Where is your hometown?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "His Royal Highness, I was seriously ill when I was young and lost my memory. I can't remember my parents or my hometown."

When the prince heard the words, he was silent for a moment: "I lost my words, Mr. Jiang, don't blame me."

Jiang Fan said: "I dare not."

"Master Jiang... is very young."

Jiang Fan responded calmly: "I have just turned eighteen."

The prince's face completely returned to calmness, and he said softly: "Eighteen years old, a good age. Such a young person has already been honored as a prince with a different surname. It has never been seen in ancient times..."

"Prince, thank you."

"Gu... I've heard of you. You were born at the age of sixteen. You were granted the title of Immortal Poet and Saint. Later, you entered the Qin Dynasty. In less than a year, you were granted the title of King Xiaoyao, King of Yizi and Double King. Being young and promising is not a compliment."

He spoke very slowly, as if he still had unfinished meaning, and Jiang Fan did not answer.

The prince paused for a moment, then continued: "Then why bother accepting this empty title."

An empty title? This prince is really a real person.

"...All the people in the world are citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they should obey the imperial edict."

The prince took two deep breaths, as if his breathing was not smooth: "Da Zhou... who else in the world is serious about Da Zhou? You shouldn't come."

Jiang Fan didn't know how to respond, so he had no choice but to remain silent.

After a while, the prince called someone to fetch a set of fishing gear: "Since you're here, let's go fishing with Gu for a while. It can also be considered as an errand."

Jiang Fan slightly cupped his hands, lifted up the fishing rod, hung the bait, and threw it into the pond.

His Highness the Crown Prince looked at his skillful techniques and couldn't help but nodded slightly: "People say that Jiang Xiaoyao was born as a fisherman, so he is indeed very skilled in his techniques."

Jiang Fan said with a smile: "It's just a matter of making a living."

The prince said: "Let's see who can catch the fish first?"

Jiang Fan said: "How dare I compete with the prince?"

"This is a place for leisure. There is no king or minister, so don't let your fun be ruined."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "In this case, I have overstepped my bounds, so I will accompany His Highness to have some fun."

The prince seemed satisfied: "This is Jiang Xiaoyao. In this deep palace, the king and his ministers have their own thoughts all day long, which is too boring."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is quite free and easy."

"It's just boring leisure time. In the past, the princess and the prince loved to eat fish, and they gradually developed the habit of fishing."

Jiang Fan said: "This is consistent with my hobby. Your Highness may have heard that I also like to eat fish."

The prince smiled softly: "Gu Ke heard that you not only like to eat fish, but you also like to eat a lot of fish, and your craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world."

Jiang Fan scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed for his fame, but he blinked and said, "How about I cook a fish for the prince while I have some free time today?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Wonderful, even though I am well-dressed and well-fed in the palace, I still want to taste the tricks of the God of Cookery in the world."

"I don't dare to be the God of Cookery in the world, but I just have some experience. I would like to make a suggestion. How about using the fish you catch later as the main ingredient?"

The prince nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, very good."

Jiang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Who knows, he was simply afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince would fall into his old habit and insist on making food for himself. Wouldn't that make him want to cry without tears? Simply, take the initiative yourself.

The fisherman didn't talk too much, and the two of them chatted casually. But His Highness the Crown Prince seemed completely uninterested in the major affairs of the DPRK, and all he talked about were daily trivial matters.

Jiang Fan was also happy to do this. He didn't know much about Dazhou. He would be wrong if he talked too much, so it was better to just chat.

The prince suddenly said: "I have just realized that Mr. Jiang's physical body is somewhat special, and his meridians, flesh and blood are somewhat different from ordinary people..."

Jiang Fan gave a wry smile: "No, I am born with deficiencies, my body is deficient, and my qualifications are lacking. So far, I have achieved nothing in martial arts."

The prince said: "Life is not just about practicing martial arts. My master's literary skills will be a great comfort for my whole life."

"I am not worthy of the prince's praise. But speaking of it, I think that delicious food is my favorite."

The prince suddenly gave a rare hearty smile: "It's not a bad thing. The world is full of chaos and chaos. As long as your heart is pure and your life is happy, you will be fine no matter how you live."

Jiang Fan's heart moved slightly: "The prince is open-minded."

The prince said: "It has been many years since I have opened my eyes to this. Unlike you, I am naturally transparent. I have experienced the ups and downs, separations, gains and losses, and only then can I realize that there is no need to force anything in life."

Jiang Fan said: "I have never experienced it before, so it is difficult to feel this way. Speaking of which, I am just lazy, but the prince is truly transparent."

The prince pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just the difference between acquired and innate. Mr. Jiang's Linjiangxian, Jiangjinjiu, and Xiakexing show his true nature. I have also seen the rubbings of Jiangjinjiu, the font is wild, I like it very much, and I have always hoped to get an authentic work of Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Fan said: "Prince, you are too kind. If you like it, I will present it to you."

At this time, Zeng Chun suddenly came back, holding a scroll and walked forward quickly: "Your Highness, the emperor has ordered to give you a handwritten poem of Wangyue by Mr. Jiang."

The prince was stunned, and then smiled: "Look, it's here as soon as I said it, you save trouble."

After that, he handed the fishing rod to Zeng Chun, took the scroll, unfolded it, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Zeng Chun said, "Just now I received a message from the eunuch saying that His Majesty said that this poem is suitable for Your Highness, so I am giving it to Your Highness."

The prince's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible look. He read it carefully for a long time before praising it and carefully putting it away: "Thank you, father, for giving me this handwritten letter."

Zeng Chun said, "There are also ten jars of fine wine, all of which are exquisite products carefully brewed by the King of Zhenxi."

The prince nodded: "Okay, I just finished drinking my Shaodaozi. Since it was made by Mr. Jiang, it must be the best in the world. Thank my father for me."

Zeng Chun responded and looked at Jiang Fan: "Then Your Highness and the prince will chat slowly, and I will go to report first."

After he left, the prince picked up the fishing rod: "My father likes calligraphy and painting the most, and this time I give it up."

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "This is a gift from Your Majesty, but I have another gift for you."

After that, he took out a small wooden box from his arms and presented it to the prince.