Fish swimming around the world

The empress's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared at Jiang Fan for a while: "Why Qinglian Garden?"

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "It's close, next to Mortal Residence. With such a large area, I can try to grow some crops."

Many people, including the empress, were stunned. They didn't expect Jiang Fan's purpose was to grow crops. Indeed, Mortal Residence and Qinglian Garden were only separated by a wall, and they could be connected for use. Could it be that he really didn't know the relationship between them?

"Grow crops?" The empress's eyes flashed: "Four seasons of vegetables, ten thousand catties of grain?"

The words were incoherent, and everyone was stunned and confused.

Jiang Fan seemed to understand and shook his head: "Seasonal vegetables are OK, but ten thousand catties of grain is not."

"Because of the seeds?"

Jiang Fan nodded, "If your majesty is willing to invest, there is hope within ten years."

The empress pondered for a while: "Let's discuss this matter later. The seasonal vegetables are beneficial to the country and the people. This garden seems a little small."

Jiang Fan smiled: "It's mainly for my own consumption. In addition, I want to open up a piece of experimental field and plant a kind of flower."

Planting flowers? The empress frowned.

Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "A special flower, not for viewing, but can be made into very warm clothing. Of course, such a large field can also test some other tools."

The empress's face moved, and suddenly said: "Okay, I will give it to you. If it is effective, I will reward you heavily."

"Thank you, your majesty. I have sent people to the Western Regions to seek seeds. If nothing unexpected happens, we can start the experiment next year."

In the public eye, Jiang Fan still thanked the empress very seriously.

After seeing the two of them say some inexplicable words, the empress actually gave Jiang Fan the forbidden place of Qinglian Garden, which really shocked the civil and military officials. They became more curious about Jiang Fan's origin. After all, if someone else made this request, it would never be accepted, and of course no one dared to ask.

The empress said: "You have made a lot of money today, and you have to treat us tonight."

She suddenly said this, and the civil and military officials were stunned. They had never seen such a majesty.

Jiang Fan was also stunned, and then smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I did make a lot of money today, and I should thank you for your kindness, but I have to have something to show for the banquet. Please give your majesty three days. After three days, I will hold a banquet at the mortal residence to entertain you."

The empress said: "Very good." Then she said to the curious officials: "Jiang Fan's cooking is the best in the world, I will change your taste."

Although everyone was very puzzled, they also thanked the empress at the same time.

"Let's go back to the palace."

The Battle of Red Cliffs was all the rage in Yangdu.

This greatest battle of the Three Kingdoms was passed down by word of mouth by the Qin people overnight. The poem Nian Nu Jiao. Red Cliff Nostalgia became popular throughout the city. The story of the Three Kingdoms began to radiate beyond Yangdu.

Of course, the public also talked about the Empress and the officials listening to the book, which made Mr. Jiang famous in Yangdu. The Empress was the Qin people's style. The book she personally brought the officials to listen to was undoubtedly a masterpiece. The Three Kingdoms became more and more popular.

And the court discussed this matter the next day.

"This book made me feel excited." Meng Ao stroked his beard and savored it.

Xu Fu smiled slightly: "Thanks to the old man's wisdom, he gave Jiang Xiaolang a chance, otherwise such a wonderful article might not be published." And what surprised him most was that the storyteller Jiang Yulang turned out to be the unconscious person in the Empress's bedroom. Being able to sleep in the empress's bedroom and have His Majesty take care of him without taking off his clothes, this young man shocked him greatly at the time. Now His Majesty is listening to the book with hundreds of officials, and has many questions and answers with him that others don't understand, which obviously has a close relationship with him. Xu Fu felt more and more mysterious about the young man.

Meng Ao waved his hand: "Such a great talent would not be hidden even without me. But I never expected that he would be so ambitious at such a young age. The "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is so moving that it will surely be passed down through the ages."

A civil servant said: "The "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is a wonderful book in the world, and the old general is not exaggerating. But I have some doubts. This book is so extraordinary. If it had not experienced many storms and waves and had rich experience, how could it be done? Could it be that there is a great scholar behind it?"

His words expressed the doubts of many people, and there was a whisper in the court for a while.

The empress said calmly: "Don't be surprised, his real name is Jiang Fan, Jiang Yulang is just a pseudonym." Very few people knew about this. No one dared to reveal it before the empress spoke. Unexpectedly, she actually said it in person today.

"Jiang Fan... Jiang Fan?"

A civil official stared at him and said hesitantly: "I heard that the Northern Ci Saint who wrote Queqiao Xian, Shui Tiao Ge Tou, Mingyue Shi Shi You, and Linjiang Xian is Jiang Fan..."

As soon as the words came out, the court was in an uproar. Only Xu Fu and Meng Ao smiled and said nothing.

The empress said: "It is Jiang Fan."

In fact, when seeing that the Three Kingdoms began with Linjiang Xian, countless people had already doubted it. Now that the empress confirmed it in person, everyone suddenly realized it. It turned out that the young man Jiang Yulang, who was a waiter and storyteller in Penglai Pavilion, was actually the famous Northern Ci Saint, Jiang Fan.

Several masterpieces under his name have long been spread throughout Yangdu. Linjiangxian, Niannujiao, Shuidiaogetou, Queqiaoxian are all praised by scholars everywhere, and even peddlers and hawkers can recite one or two of them.

"No wonder, Jiang Fan is the best writer of his time. Since he wrote it, I am not surprised."

"What a pity! I didn't know Jiang Cisheng when I listened to the book yesterday, otherwise I would have asked him to sign his name on my copy." A civil servant beat his chest and stamped his feet, full of regret.

"Mr. Zhang, there is no need to do this. Mr. Jiang will not leave for a while. It is not too late to ask for advice on poetry and prose another day."

"But who would have thought that the great Northern Poetry Saint would actually work as a waiter in Yangdu? It's incredible to me." An official expressed everyone's thoughts.

Xu Fu said: "It is rumored that the Northern Poetry Saint traveled all over the world and lived in seclusion by the Canglan River to fish for a living. He is indifferent and free by nature and does not follow the secular world. It is not surprising that he behaves like this."

"It is rare for him to be detached from the world at such a young age."

"I think this boy has a brilliant mind and should serve in the court. Just based on the book "Three Kingdoms", he has outstanding strategies. After entering the army for a few years, he will surely become a famous general."

His words were recognized by most military generals. After all, the political and military strategies in the book "Three Kingdoms" are indeed extremely wonderful. However, there are also voices of opposition, and this person is very important.

——Villain Tu, Gao Rong.

"Literati are just talking about war on paper!"

He has made great achievements in war and has never been defeated. With such a statement, it is difficult for everyone to refute.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while. Suddenly, the empress said, "Dingyang City, a fire burned all 16,000 barbarians."

The court was in uproar, and a general exclaimed, "It turns out that the man called the God of Fire in Dingyang is this Mr. Jiang?"

This matter is not a secret, and someone has already passed the news to Qin, but for a while no one thought that this Jiang Fan is the other Jiang Fan. Indeed, this Jiang Fan gives people the impression of a scholar, while the other one should be a fierce and evil look.

"So the person who controls the magic flame is this Northern Ci Saint? It scares me." An old civil servant kept stroking his beard and exclaimed.

Gao Rong paused, not expecting the empress to come forward to clear Jiang Fan's name.

The empress seemed to continue casually: "After that, Jiang Fan instigated internal strife among the six tribes of Guirong, and personally led a thousand light cavalry to the north of the grassland, rushing thousands of miles, slaughtering all five tribes of Guirong, and finally fought a decisive battle with the big wolf head, killing him, and the Guirong was destroyed."