Chapter 927: Night Meeting with the Emperor
Emperor Ping suddenly waved his hand slightly: "You guys, please step back."
The two looked at each other and said, "I'll leave now."
Ping Huang said: "You should pay more attention to things outside. There are many people who are unhappy with this matter."
The two nodded in agreement.
Over there, Jiang Fan was eating beautifully, when suddenly a soft shout came from behind: "Naughty boy!"
At that time, he was so frightened that he didn't know where to hide the beef jerky. In the end, he had to turn around with a dry smile, holding a wine bottle in one hand and dried meat in the other: "Greetings to your Majesty..."
Emperor Ping's face was kind, but there was a hint of joking in his eyes: "It's not appropriate to greet him with wine and meat."
Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
But I feel weird in my heart. We just met not long ago, so it’s not appropriate to call me a naughty boy...
Emperor Ping waved his hand: "Haha, no problem, come on, come close and sit with me."
He called me "Old Man", which made Jiang Fan stunned.
Without thinking about it, he hurriedly walked over. At this time, Emperor Ping had already sat down on a brocade pier and patted the one next to him: "Come, sit down."
Jiang Fan was a little hesitant, as this seemed to be inconsistent with etiquette. "Your Majesty, I am here to thank you..."
Emperor Ping smiled slightly: "I have done all the etiquette during the day, so there is no need to be restrained in private."
After all, Jiang Fan was a free and easy person, and he didn't care much about the mess. After hearing this, he sat down directly.
Emperor Ping nodded with satisfaction and took two jade cups from the table next to him: "Don't drink it yourself, share some with me. This roasting knife is also top-grade in the royal family."
Jiang Fan was a little embarrassed: "I drank it mouth to mouth..."
Emperor Ping laughed loudly: "Young man has so many things to do, so you can do whatever you want, and share some of the food with me."
Jiang Fan instantly felt that this old man was particularly amiable.
But in the end, I was wary. People in power are best at winning people's hearts.
It's comfortable, it's really comfortable.
Jiang Fan filled two glasses of wine and spread out the oil paper bag, "Your Majesty, this is the beef jerky made by Weichen. It is spicy and goes well with wine, but it is a bit hard."
Emperor Ping picked up one and took a look at it: "Do you think I am not tough anymore?"
"Don't dare, don't dare. Would you like to try it?" Jiang Fan picked up one and tore off a strand: "You have to tear it apart and eat it like this, chew it slowly, and drink it with some wine to make it stronger."
Emperor Ping followed his example, tore off a small strip and put it into his mouth. He chewed it and couldn't help but nod: "It's indeed delicious. People say that you, a young man, have three special skills: good food, good wine and poetry. You won't deceive me."
Beef jerky is addictive and it's hard to stop eating it, and Ping Huang is the same. Especially as Jiang Fan said, it's delicious when paired with a sip of wine.
After eating a few pieces in succession, Pinghuang slowly spoke: "Young man, where do you come from?"
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Xiqin."
"No, I'm asking, where is your hometown?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "Orphan, I don't remember it for a long time."
Emperor Ping groaned and turned to look at him: "Why have you never heard of a young prodigy like you two years ago?"
Jiang Fan said: "I wander around with my teacher, collecting herbs and fishing to make a living. I am an ordinary person, so naturally I have no name."
Emperor Ping said with great interest: "To be able to teach a disciple like you, your teacher must be very good. I wonder who is a great master in the world?"
Jiang Fan said: "Just a charlatan, how can he be so powerful?"
Emperor Ping nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he sighed softly: "Oh - if my grandson were alive, he should be as old as you."
Jiang Fan moved his lips: "Your Majesty, I express my condolences."
Emperor Ping said slowly: "It has been so many years, and I have long since let go. I just think about it when I see a young man like you. My grandson also likes poetry. Although he is young, he is very well-behaved. He once I write poems to open my mind, my hair is white at the temples and my face is full of sorrow. How many years can there be in my life? I can be both sad and happy for one day. It is better to have a happy face..."
Jiang Fan said: "Lingsun is so talented that he can write such an article at such a young age, which is incredible."
Emperor Ping's eyes moved slightly, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Now that you are honored as the King of the West, you should pay more attention to the affairs of Qin in the future, and don't let me down."
Jiang Fan said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, you will do your best."
Ping Huang said: "Tomorrow, I will go to Longjiao Peak in person and ask the five elders to appoint you as the Holy Envoy to oversee the country."
Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but..."
He hesitated slightly and said: "I have a lot of disagreements with Taihua, I'm afraid..."
Emperor Ping looked at him: "Taihua is where the rivers and lakes are, what's the matter with Guan Taiyue?"
Jiang Fan's heart moved: "I believe that the Holy Land has the same energy as the branches."
Emperor Ping smiled lightly: "You are still too young. You don't have to worry about this matter. I have my own opinion."
Jiang Fan said: "Then I will listen to your Majesty's arrangements."
Emperor Ping smiled and said: "Don't talk about one minister at a time. There are no outsiders here. I call myself old man. Let's change my title."
Jiang Fan's lips twitched: "This... is inappropriate..."
Pinghuang said: "It's just in private, there is nothing inappropriate. I see that I like you dearly, so I treat you as my nephew in private, but you are having an affair with me."
Jiang Fan said awkwardly: "But you are His Majesty the Human Emperor after all. If word gets out..."
Emperor Ping pretended to be angry: "I say it is appropriate. Do you want to resist the decree?"
Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Then, that would be rude to me. How about calling His Majesty the Emperor?"
"Your Majesty?" Emperor Ping was stunned.
Jiang Fan said: "Huang means human emperor, sir, there are uncles, lords, and even gods..."
Emperor Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It's a quick wit. It's good, it's better than calling me Your Majesty all the time. Don't be surprised, when people get old, they like young people and grandchildren."
Jiang Fan responded, not knowing what to say, but he felt a little weird in his heart.
"That... Your Majesty..." Jiang Fan said cautiously: "What should I do as the King of Zhenxi?"
Emperor Ping waved his hand: "Nothing specific, just treat it as a title."
Jiang Fan seemed puzzled: "Then you make me the king..."
Emperor Ping looked at him: "Why, do you think it's just a decoration?"
Jiang Fan scratched his head: "It feels a bit weird."
Emperor Ping smiled: "The title is just a title given by the emperor to his subjects in addition to the real power. This thing is only useful when it is used..."
A glimmer flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes. He didn't expect that Emperor Ping would say this in front of his subject. But in fact, the title seems to be really like this. But this is only useful when used, which is very interesting...
Jiang Fan nodded as if he understood: "Then the Holy Envoy of the State..."
Emperor Ping laughed: "You should have heard of the title of the Holy Envoy of the State, which is used by Taiyue to monitor the vassal states of the world. This is not just a title, but has real power."
Jiang Fan immediately listened carefully.
"Taiyue is a thousand-year-old holy place, with disciples and believers all over the world. The Holy Envoy of the State can call on Taiyue disciples within the country, and his status is second only to walking in the world."