Zhao Jianyan sat on a chair, holding his cheeks in one hand and a book of poems in the other, with the words "Yan Qing's Poetry Collection" written on the cover of the poetry collection.

Hearing that Mu Fan was coming, he hurriedly put down the poetry collection, "Please come in." ”

After Mu Fan entered the study, he saluted with a glance.

Zhao Jianyan waved his hand again and again, picked up the poetry book on the desk, and said with a smile: "You didn't tell me before, you still have this kind of talent." ”

"I thought there was no need to talk about such a trivial matter." Mu Fan said humbly.

"You, you, you have the ability but like to hide it, it's not a good habit."

Mu Fan said: "Your Highness Xie praises." ”

Zhao Jianyan said with a smile: "Do you know how widely the poem you wrote last night is now circulating?" ”

"I don't know." Mu Fan told the truth.

"Last night, the whole Dongzeshilin shook, and I don't know how many people didn't sleep." Zhao Jianyan shook the poetry collection in his hand, "Look, this is the product of your dashing last night." ”

Mu Fan read: "Yan Qing's poetry collection, this ......"

"The book of poetry has spread." Zhao Jianyan laughed, "Now the number of people in the imperial city who have your poetry collection can't be counted." ”

Mu Fan thought that those poems would spread, but he didn't expect them to spread so quickly and so crazy.

Zhao Jianyan patted the poetry collection, "Early in the morning, the poetry collection is out of stock, you can imagine your influence in Shilin." ”

Mu Fan touched his nose and said, "I didn't think about it that much. ”

"It's a good thing, a great thing." Zhao Jianyan held the poetry book in his hand, and the joints of his grip turned white, "I don't have much influence in Shilin, but now that you have it, I have it." ”

Mu Fan smiled and said in his heart: "It's a pity that your thoughts are destined to fail." ”

Zhao Jianyan couldn't hide his joy, "That's ...... Let's both have a drink today. ”

"Your Highness, I would love to have a drink with you, but ......," Mu Fan pretended to hesitate.

Zhao Jianyan hurriedly said: "Even if it is said, which of us is with whom." ”

"In that case, then I'll say it." Mu Fan's face was embarrassed, "I want to go back to the Sword Sect." ”

"You're going to ......"

Mu Fan nodded, "That's right, I want to cut ties with Master and draw a line with the Sword Sect." ”

Zhao Jianyan stepped forward, held Mu Fan's hand, and admonished, "You don't have to do these things for me. ”

"All along, His Royal Highness has been lenient and virtuous, which makes me admire me very much, I have already expressed my heart and am willing to assist you with all my might." Mu Fan's eyes were full of perseverance, even with a little tear.

Zhao Jianyan sighed lightly, "You go, don't be in a hurry to come back, what's ...... Alas, I can't give useful advice on how to deal with the relationship with your master, so don't worry. ”

Mu Fan snorted and nodded vigorously, "I'll take care of it, but it will take too much time." ”

After some greetings, under Zhao Jianyan's expectant gaze, he left.

Mu Fan has already determined that he will never come back after walking out of this mansion today. The mess in Southeast Jiezhou, whether it is solved or not has nothing to do with him.

The shops on the streets, whether they sell books or not, will put a few copies of "Yan Qing's poetry collection".

Tailors, pubs, inns...... Even the butcher who sold rabbit meat had a case.

Three days later, Mu Fan arrived at the border of Dingzhou and found a teahouse to rest.

The storyteller in the teahouse sat on the high platform, slapped the ruler suddenly, and said: "But it is said that the young master of Yan and the second young master of the Yuan family made a gambling contract, and whoever loses the poem will no longer be able to contact Yue Chanchan." Speaking of this Yue Chanchan, I have to mention her life experience and appearance, who doesn't know Generalissimo Yue Zhenyue......"

A woman wearing a hat walked into the teahouse, sat next to Mu Fan, and didn't say hello.

Mu Fan frowned slightly, defensive.

The woman sat for a while, and then suddenly said, "Am I that good?" ”

The voice was Yue Chanchan's, and the identity of the woman in the hat was already clear.

Mu Fan said: "Why did you come here?" ”

"Can you come here, but I can't?" Yue Chanchan asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Yue Chanchan lifted her hat, "That's not it." ”

Mu Fan said: "Did you find out how Song Changgeng united with Huo Wujia?" ”

"Can't I look for you if I don't find it?" Yue Chanchan said. She pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied.

Mu Fan smiled: "You can find me, we are friends." ”

Yue Chanchan said: "It's pretty much the same, but you also said that we are friends, why didn't you tell me when you left the imperial city?" ”

"What's there to say about that?"

"What are you doing back to the Sword Sect?"

Mu Fan said in a deep voice: "Go back and cut off the relationship with the master." ”

"I don't believe it!"

"I can't stand in the middle of the two forces all the time, the relationship between Master and the imperial court is not too bad, but it is not much better."

Yue Chanchan still said firmly: "I don't believe it! ”

Mu Fan said: "If you don't believe it, you don't need to listen." ”

"Tell me about it, I promise I won't tell anyone else." Yue Chanchan stretched out three fingers and made a gesture of swearing to the sky, "If you can't trust me, I will ...... to the sky."

Mu Fan waved his hand and said: "I'm not so greedy, it is impossible for the master and the court to have both, I have to give up." ”

Yue Chanchan said softly: "You dare to look into my eyes and say." ”

"What's this?" Mu Fan stared at Yue Chanchan's eyes.

Yue Chanchan said: "Why don't you say it." ”

"Master and the court can't have both, I must give up." Mu Fan laughed and sandwiched a peanut, "It's okay." ”

Yue Chanchan stretched out her hand to drag Mu Fan's face, and shook it twice slightly, "Continue to look into my eyes and say, don't want to divert your gaze with other things." ”

Mu Fan said: "What else do you want to ask?" ”

"If you have to give up, will you give up your goal or Master?"

"Master, although this decision is difficult." Mu Fan was telling the truth, he thought about it. Yue Chanchan asked about the "goal", not the "imperial court".

Yue Chanchan said again: "If you were to be in the "Imperial Court" and "Master", which one would you give up?" ”

"Master."

"You're a liar!"

Mu Fan spread his hands and said, "Why do you think I'm lying?" ”

"You're lying, my gut told me."

Mu Fan laughed out loud, "Intuition, intuition can't be used as a basis for judgment, you are making trouble unreasonably." ”

Yue Chanchan was very confident, she smiled happily: "I believe in my vision, and I am willing to trust my intuition." ”

On the stage, Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Then Yue Chanchan has already made a private agreement with Yan Qing for life, so why not if the Yuan family has a big business?" Yan Gongzi has 100 poems about fighting wine in one night, which can be called an ancient anecdote. Yue Chanchan is in love, who can stop her? ”

Yue Chanchan let go of the hand holding Mu Fan's cheek, smiled slightly, and said in her heart: "No one can stop it." ”

Mu Fan said: "If you really don't believe me, I can't help it." ”

Yue Chanchan smiled: "I believe you." ”

She pointed to Mu Fan's heart and blinked her left eye, "I believe in that you, that you must have seen me, and he gave me a look back." ”

Mu Fan coughed lightly, "There will be no result in this matter, it's better to tell me how you found me." ”

Yue Chanchan said: "You didn't deliberately hide your whereabouts on this trip, my father's subordinates are not corpse vegetarians." ”

"I see."

On the stage, the storyteller held a ruler, "I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown." ”