Meng Fanrui sneered: "Why don't you go quickly?"

Jiang Liuyu seemed to wake up from a dream, laughed and patted Chen Kang while filming Wang Lu's fucking: "Wang Da, Chen San, go quickly!"

Liu Shiyan's sinking mountains is about to see the real mountains.

Everyone got off the boat and walked into Zengcheng's gate before the city gate fell.

The servants looked for the guest house, and everyone settled in an inn for the time being.

Until he was in a state of dizziness, Liu Yuan washed away his fatigue and sat at the table with the third young master.

Jiang Liuyu bowed and said, "Mr. Liu, you have worked hard all the way. Please drink a cup of floral chicken feet soup to replenish your body. The servants have been sucking for a long time."

Liu Yuan smiled and took it over, then slowly stroked his beard and said, "In the 18th year of Hongzhi, Mr. Gan Quan was awarded the Jinshi, selected Shujishi, and was appointed as editor of Hanlin Academy."

Chen Kang nodded slightly and said, "This is a standard career in the cabinet."

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "It was originally like this, and Mr. Gan Quan also interacted with Mr. Wang Shouren's knowledge until the tenth year of Zhengde. He returned home for his mother, and stayed in Guangzhou Prefecture for seven years."

Jiang Liuqi frowned slightly and said, "This..."

Liu Yuan waved his hand slightly and said, "If it were someone else, his career would be put aside. However, during the seven years, Mr. Gan Quan established a number of academies, including Mingcheng Academy in Zengcheng, Yungu Academy in Xiqiao, Nanhai, and Dake Academy. From the first year of Jiajing, he served in office for another 18 years and was elected as the priest of the Imperial College in Nanjing, the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Minister of War."

Chen Kang said: "But, the six ministries in Nanjing are useless jobs."

If it were ordinary people, they would probably become the father of Kong Zuoyong, who would have lived a life of tea and birds while tasting tea and walking?

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "Is Mr. Ganquan very human? He used his idle position to devote himself to studying and lectured, and his disciples increased greatly. During this period, he entrusted the Guangdong Censor Wu Yunxiang to create Baisha Academy with the former site of the worship temple in Yuexiu Mountain, Guangzhou, and asked Chen Xianzhang's grandson Chen She to preside over the academy. He also returned to Zengcheng to build Liandong Academy and went to Boluo to build Ganquan Jingshe."

Wang Lucao shook the folding fan slowly and said, "Mr. Ganquan's career has made him difficult, but he has made him successful." After saying this, he smiled slightly, but was convinced.

Liu Yuan slowly stroked his beard and continued: "Until the 19th year of Jiajing, Mr. Ganquan retired and returned to his hometown. He set up residences and construction academies in Tianguan, Boluo Luofu Mountain, Xiqiao Mountain, and Ganquan Town, Zengcheng. He lived in four quarters and lived in four apartments. He wrote "Four Beds Songs" to make fun of his own. There are the sentence "Luofu spring flowers, Xiqiao summer trees are blooming, Tianguan autumn water is clear, Ganquan back is cold in winter", which shows his freedom and freedom!"

Jiang Liuyu whispered to himself, repeating it, saying, "Xiqiao Xiamufan, it is August, it is midsummer, so we don't have to stop, but go to Xiqiao Mountain, Nanhai in Shunde County."

Liu Yuan smiled innocently and said, "That's right." Then he handed the fan to the servant, picked up the soup bowl, drank a spoonful of soup, looked up at the third young master, and said, "You have been used to living in the north, and the more you go to Vietnam, the food and clothing are becoming more and more different. Look, there were few ordinary people cooking such nutritious soups in the north before, but here, these are indispensable to every household."

Meng Fanrui and others sat at another table. When they heard this, Meng Fanrui raised his hand and picked up the wine pot, without pouring the wine. He directly raised the wine pot and let the wine flow into his mouth from the air.

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu."

His throat rolled, and the wine blew across his stomach and intestines. He put the wine pot back on the table, wiped his mouth with his big hand, and as his oily hand fell back on his thigh, a loud burp came out.

He turned his head slightly to look at Liu Yuan and said, "It's still a pleasure to eat meat with big mouthfuls of wine. That cup of soup with soup, but there are not a few pieces of meat. It's not good or not."

Chen Kang and others looked over there and saw that in a moment of unworthy time, the table of dishes was eaten clean, leaving only the residual soup and the broken leaves floating on the plain white porcelain plates. It was also obvious that these dishes had once served dishes.

Chen Kang and others had long been accustomed to Meng Fanrui's carefreeness, and Meng Fanrui's appetite was very high, and he was Jiang Liuyu's master, so he had a table for each meal. When I first met him, I thought that Meng Fanrui was hungry because he was wandering on the streets. After a long time, I realized that this was a natural habit. This mountain-like figure also had the same appetite as a mountain.

Jiang Lixin asked with a smile: "Master, are you full?"

Meng Fanrui said: "It just happened that I had less wine."

Jiang Liuyu said, "Waiter, serve my master with wine!"

The second brother agreed and hurriedly brought the wine jar... to ordinary people, wine sold in a pot. When the waiter saw Meng Fanrui's appearance, he simply used the wine jar to put it in.

Chen Kang smiled and said, "Wei Wubai, you can drink some too."

Wei Wubai looked at Chen Kang in surprise and bowed, "The villain dares not."

Meng Fanrui was also very smart, and a snorted from the tip of his nose, asking, "Why are you two kids so generous today?"

Chen Kang smiled and said, "Tomorrow we will rush to Xiqiao Mountain in the South China Sea. After this journey, it may be difficult to eat well today."

Meng Fanrui laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Boy Wubai, come here and have a drink with the uncle."

Wei Wubai responded happily and took the bowl to Meng Fanrui's side. The two of them were both warriors and enjoyed drinking. Sitting in the same place to drink, it was extremely enjoyable.

Wei Wubai raised the wine jar, poured a large bowl for Meng Fanrui, and then poured a bowl himself: "Uncle Meng, cheers!"

Meng Fanrui wiped the oil from his beard with one hand, picked up the wine bowl with the other, and laughed: "It's done!"

The two of them had a big bowl, and Wei Wubai poured the wine bowls for Meng Fanrui and asked with a smile: "Uncle Meng, last time I drank, you promised to teach me a set of boxing skills, and then we had no chance after getting on the boat. Are you willing to teach me today?"

Meng Fanrui smiled and said, "When will the words I said never count?"

Wei Wubai looked at Meng Fanrui admiringly and said, "Uncle Meng is a hero, so he will keep his word."

"Hmph." Meng Fanrui drank a large bowl and said, "Take the wine jar and go!"

Wei Wubai lifted the wine jar with one hand and followed him away.

Liu Yuan smiled and said, "This Mr. Meng is really free and easy, and he is such a hero."

Wang Lucao pursed his lips slightly and said, "Although his appearance is rough, he is thick and thin, and his righteousness is so admirable."

Wang Lucao was not willing to approach Meng Fanrui at that time, but now he can say the word "admiration" from him. It can be seen that the feelings between people will indeed change due to time and experience.
Chapter completed!