Chapter 109 Difference

Jun Yu occasionally mentioned it to his son, and the topics he talked about were also about calligraphy.

Later on, Jun Qiulan no longer paid attention to this issue. After all, they were just pen pals.

At this moment, Old Master Yan directly addressed his father as Mr. Jun, and Jun Qiulan really didn't notice anything wrong.

Or maybe my father and the old man exchanged names?

"Grandpa Yan likes my teacher's work and he's happy. Every time he reads your letter, he gets very excited and looks forward to it."

This sentence is not a lie.

Correspondence between scholars is an elegant thing.

My father used to have quite a few pen pals, all of whom were friends he met when he was young and studying abroad. They came from all over the country, and once they said goodbye, he might never have the chance to see them again in his lifetime.

Letters became the bridge of communication between them.

In ancient times, transportation was slow, and it might take one or two years to receive a letter. Or perhaps you would never receive a reply to a letter you sent.

But that’s part of the charm of correspondence.

My father and Old Man Yan write letters very frequently now. Compared with the past when they would write every year or two, they now write to each other almost every three to five days.

He and Yan Jing were both messengers.

My father never gets tired of this and occasionally mentions that Mr. Yan is also a knowledgeable old man. He even said that if he has the chance in the future, he must have a cup of tea and chat with the old man.

It's just inconvenient now.

Yan Huai asked again, "Does Mr. Jun have any difficulties? I asked him in the letter, but he didn't mention it. If you know, you can tell grandpa. Grandpa is also an old man in the world, and he still has some connections and abilities."

Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Actually, everything is fine. It's just that for some special reasons, he can't come out to meet you right now. But you have to believe that he is looking forward to it too."

Yan Huai's heart sank, but he didn't show it on his face. He was still the smiling and amiable old man.

He had been chatting with Mr. Yangeng for so long, so naturally he knew something about this person.

This person is very knowledgeable and open-minded.

But Mr. Yangeng was very cautious.

He suggested exchanging WeChat accounts so that they could contact each other more easily in the future, but the other party refused, saying that correspondence would be more appropriate.

He also proposed to give Mr. Yangeng an inkstone and asked him for the mailing address. Mr. Yangeng just told him to send it to Jun Qiulan.

However, no matter how cautious a person is, some daily habits are difficult to change, and he may even see "typos" in occasional letters.

He knew that it was not a typo, but was probably a taboo to avoid the name of a certain royal family member.

This is something that almost every ancient scholar would pay attention to, and it just so happened that Mr. Yan Geng occasionally, yes, even if it is the same word, it might not be there this time.

Obviously, Mr. Yangeng is deliberately avoiding such situations, but there are occasional omissions.

Today, he took the initiative to mention Mr. Jun, which was also a test.

He and Mr. Jun never exchanged names. He always called Mr. Jun Mr. Yangeng, and Mr. Jun called him Mr. Yan.

He was just curious about Jun Qiulan's surname. It just so happened that Jun Qiulan's courtesy name was given by Mr. Yangeng, so he wondered if Mr. Yangeng also had the surname Jun.

Jun happens to be the surname of my hometown.

There are many issues represented by it.

That’s not all.

During this period, he coaxed Qingheng down the mountain and kept Qingheng at home with delicacies from all over the world.

In the past, when he returned to the Taoist temple, he trusted his old friend and never asked too many questions or thought too much about it.

But once doubts arise in your mind, many problems arise.

I tried to sound out Qingheng's reaction several times, but he was always vague.

It happened to be this, which further confirmed his guess.

And his speculation has now escalated.

I knew from the beginning that Mr. Yangeng must be from my hometown, but now... he looked at Jun Qiulan.

This young man is probably Mr. Yangeng's father and son.

Even if they are not father and son, they should have a very close relationship.

Such speculation made him feel a little complicated.

It’s all the fault of old man Qingheng. Can he still publicize Jun Qiulan’s identity and background?

Why are you hiding it so secretly?

It seems that he had never thought much about it before. Qingheng, this weird guy, likes to mention his little disciple whenever he has time. In the past ten years, if Jun Qiulan really lived in the Taoist temple, he had never heard Qingheng mention him once when they contacted each other on the phone.

Before, he always felt that his identity was unclear. Even if he was lucky enough to get a legal identity from Qingheng, he should engage in some relatively low-key profession, slowly find his own way of survival in this world, and then give back to his own world.

I never thought that there would be a time traveler who would do such a high-profile job as an actor.

That is to say, when he first traveled through time, the household registration inquiries were not very strict, the technology was not very advanced, and there was no such thing as surveillance.

But Jun Qiulan, he traveled through time and space so openly and became an actor. I can’t understand it, I really can’t understand it.

Yan Huai felt that it might be because he was too old and could not understand the thinking of young people.

Is this what they call the darkest place under the lamp?

Yan Huai sighed in his heart, as if all the inexplicable things were now explained.

The real time traveler is Jun Qiulan. The reason why Mr. Yangeng cannot appear is because he simply cannot get through.

In the past, when he had such an opportunity, he also tried to bring his family here.

Every time he came, his family was very worried. After all, everything in this world was too unfamiliar to them. At that time, there was no mobile phone camera for him to take pictures or videos to watch back.

I could only try to bring people across, but I failed and couldn't bring them across.

Otherwise, when their Yan family suffered a devastating disaster, why didn't he just bring his family here?

Decades ago, although the world here was not as developed as it is now, and even seemed to be in a different dimension, it was definitely much better than Dasheng.

In the end, he had no idea what to do, absolutely no idea at all.

All they could do was watch helplessly as their relatives packed up their belongings and fled in all directions.

etc……

He seemed to have heard Jun Qiulan say before that maybe he would be able to meet Mr. Yangeng next year.

Yan Huai fell into deep thought again.

Maybe Jun Qiulan's situation is different from what it was before?

As for Mr. Yangeng not being able to come now, he may be able to come in the future. Does that mean this time-travel mechanism can be strived for and controlled?

Yan Huai wanted to say something but stopped himself. He opened his mouth and looked at Jun Qiulan, wanting to ask something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Especially the surnames of Jun Qiulan and Mr. Yangeng.

It's too disadvantageous for him.

Even if they father and son are not the ones in power today, they are very likely to be members of the royal family.

If they knew that he was the Yan family member that the then-reigning emperor had been looking for, what would the rest of the Yan family do?

The reason why I didn't dare to go back all these years was because I was afraid that I would bring disaster to the Yan family again.

Only if he didn't show up, even if the rest of the Yan family members had been living under the emperor's surveillance, at least they would have kept their lives.

Yan Huai fell silent again.

Jun Qiulan watched as Old Man Yan hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth to say something, and finally calmed down.

What's going on?

"Grandpa Yan, do you have something to say to me?"

Yan Huai's expression returned to normal, with a hint of helplessness. "I was just thinking about when I could meet Mr. Jun. I wanted to ask you to invite him out of retirement, but I felt it was inappropriate and too much to ask. I was also thinking about whether you could take me to visit Mr. Jun, but it would be impolite to come uninvited, and I was afraid of offending Mr. Jun."

Perhaps because he has a grandson who is a director, Mr. Yan’s acting skills are almost flawless.

At least Jun Qiulan didn't see anything wrong.

He smiled and said, "Maybe there will be a chance next year. Don't worry, old man. If he comes, I will definitely let you know."

This sentence is also a flaw, come?

Yan Huai didn't say much, "Then wait for Ji Bai's good news."

Putting aside the fact that Jun Qiulan and the others were most likely royal relatives, he really liked Jun Qiulan as a child. He was polite and sensible, and he really liked Mr. Jun's calligraphy and paintings.

Of course, he understood.

What happened back then cannot be blamed on Jun Qiulan and the others.

At that time, Jun Qiulan's father might not have been born yet.

Every era has its own rules. It was indeed because he was too young and hot-headed back then that he violated the taboos of that era, no, he violated the taboos of the emperor.

Yan Huai sighed in his heart. He definitely resented the emperor, and the hatred in his heart still remained until now, but he knew that he could not blame Jun Qiulan.

This is a good boy.

Qingheng was standing beside him, looking calm and composed.

He hugged Jun Baisong and said with a sigh, "Can we still play chess?"

He knew that Jun Qiulan's identity would sooner or later be revealed to Yan Huai.

How many years has Yan Huai been in this world?

He can hardly remember.

It’s a very clichéd saying, Yan Huai may have eaten more salt than Jun Qiulan has eaten rice.

Jun Qiulan didn't do it perfectly, and there were still many flaws.

It’s just that normal people wouldn’t think in this direction.

Yan Huai had had such an experience himself, so he was able to see the flaw so quickly.

In fact, he could just say it now and let everyone talk openly.

But after counting on his fingers, he found that there was still some grudge between the grandfather and grandson, and it might not be appropriate for him to reveal it.

It would be best to wait until they both know each other's identities and then talk to each other slowly.

There is still a long time.

After the family’s grudges and entanglements are resolved, there are still emotional entanglements.

He doesn't say that anymore.

If something happens, it may not work if you say it out loud.

Jun Qiulan looked at Master Qingheng helplessly: "Master, don't think that just because I was chatting with Grandpa Yan, you can move my chess pieces. You can regret your moves, but cheating is not allowed in chess."

He quickly restored the chess piece that Qingheng had secretly moved to its original position.

Yan Huai laughed heartily, "You weird old man, look at how good my grandson's character is."

After a pause, he added meaningfully, "I don't know how a Taoist priest like you, with such a peculiar personality, could raise such a bright and clever child."

Qingheng was silent. Didn’t this person already know everything, yet he still said such things?

He said, "It has nothing to do with me. Maybe he inherited it from his parents? Or maybe his calligraphy teacher taught him well."

Jun Qiulan made his move in silence, not daring to join in the bickering between the two elders.

To be honest...this relationship is weird.

Grandpa Yan and Master Qingheng are close friends of the same generation and are of similar age.

However, he is the junior disciple of Taoist Qingheng, and Yan Jing is the grandson of Grandpa Yan.

So he should be considered Yan Jing's uncle?

Thinking of this, he smiled secretly in his heart for a while.

When Yan Jing teases him in the future, he will have something to fight back, hey.

Jun Baisong jumped back into his father's arms and meowed.

Before Jun Qiulan could react, Yan Huai understood first, "The little guy must be hungry."

Jun Baisong: "Meow~!"

Yes, I haven't eaten for an hour.

Yan Huai asked the nanny to prepare a cat meal for Jun Baisong.

He had the same idea as Jun Yu and Song Xirong. What kind of nutrition could cat food have? It was just feed. It was better to feed cats food that was delicious and tasty.

Knowing that Jun Qiulan was going to bring Jun Bai over to play, Yan Huai had already made arrangements.

Not only is there Jun Qiulan's favorite tea and snacks, but the cat food Jun Bai gave her has also been prepared early and now just needs to be steamed.

Jun Baisong was eating so much that he made pig noises.

Both grandfather and grandson smiled when they saw this.

Qingheng was also delighted: "This cat is indeed intelligent."

In the spiritual world, it is definitely possible to cultivate into a human form.

Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Songsong is indeed very smart."

Yan Huai also nodded, "I now understand why Yan Jing likes cats."

He used to say that he thought cats were cute, but no one was as devoted and devoted to kittens as his grandson.

It cost tens of millions just to renovate the cat park.

But Jun Baisong is indeed too cute, clingy, coquettish, and smart.

etc! ! !

Yan Huai suddenly discovered another blind spot.

He remembered that Jun Qiulan came here once before without bringing Jun Bai with him, saying that he was detained by his teacher.

At that time, he was still thinking that Mr. Yangeng also liked cats, no wonder he could paint the picture of a hundred cats playing last year.

Now, the identities of the two are known.

Since Mr. Yangeng couldn't come over, but Jun Qiulan said that the cat was with the teacher, there was only one possibility, that Jun Qiulan could bring living things through.

It was indeed different from his chance.

He had tried to take animals with him before, but failed. The smaller ones were simply crushed, and the larger ones could not be taken away at all, just like people.

But Jun Qiulan could actually bring such a chubby Jun Baisong through time and space.

Yan Huai fell into deep thought and had new plans.

After playing two games of chess, neither of them could beat Jun Qiulan alone.

In the end, the two old men cheated and deliberately teased Jun Baisong, making him jump onto the chessboard and ruining the game that they were bound to lose.

Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing.

He had thought about giving up the game, thinking that he would just let the two old people win two games to cheer them up.

As it turned out, these two old men were not good at playing chess, but they could tell that he was giving up the game, and they directly and sternly rejected his offer, saying that they had to beat him with their "real skills".

What else can he say?

Even if they ruin a game of chess eight or ten times, they still can't win.

Two bad chess players.

Yan Huai had a new plan and had to find someone to arrange it, so he found an excuse to slip away.

"I have to go see what the old woman is doing. She said she went out to find a place to plant flowers, and now she hasn't come back. If I don't go find her, she will be angry with me again later."

Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "No wonder I didn't see Grandma Fu."

Grandma Fu asked Fu Xiao to take care of him, and he remembered the favor.

After my mother found out about this, she made some modifications to the cheongsam she made for Grandma Fu.

It hasn't been completed yet.

But it should be soon.

It just so happened that Old Master Yan passed away, and Jun Qiulan actually had some questions he wanted to discuss with Master Qingheng.

"Master, is it convenient to talk here?"

Jun Qiulan only now realized how courageous he was when he first came to this world. This world is full of high technology, such as pinhole cameras and inconspicuous voice recorders.

Of course, he felt that the Yan family would not do these things in their own teahouse, just in case.

Qing Heng smiled. "If you have something to say, just say it. This place is definitely safer than my Taoist temple. It's so noisy with people coming and going. Let's go to the back mountain to get away. Occasionally, you might run into tourists who have lost their way. It's better to stay here."

For three meals a day, there are delicacies from all over the world.

Even though he knew that old man Yan Huai used this trick to force him to stay in order to get some information, he had no choice.

It is indeed quiet to live here, and this old guy Yan Huai knows how to enjoy it.

He asked Jun Qiulan: "Is it about your hometown? Just tell me."

Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment. "Haven't we figured out some of the issues with bringing living creatures across time before? The sweet potatoes we brought over at the beginning of the year have been harvested, as well as the food and so on. I think the merits I've accumulated might be enough to bring people over? But I'm not sure."

He expressed his concerns: what if he could only bring animals but not people?

Qing Heng's smile was somewhat speechless: "What is a human? A higher-level animal. If you can carry enough weight, I think it's no problem for you to carry people."

Jun Qiulan felt relieved when he heard this.

In fact, it was not only to leave a way out for his family, but he had also thought about when he would sneak into the capital and bring General Huo's family back to the border town.

It was obvious that General Huo's family could not leave the capital openly, so they had to think of other ways.

If they take the official road to the border town with their families, the pursuers from above may catch them back on horseback.

His method is the safest.

As long as you can lead people.

What he is worried about now is whether there will be a limit on the number of people.

"Haven't you brought so many rabbits and chickens before? I think there may be no limit." Qingheng felt that he was worrying too much.

Jun Qiulan: "Master, although humans are called advanced animals, there is always a difference between humans and animals. If I can bring people across the two worlds without restrictions, then why not bring all the people of Dasheng here? Then we can negotiate directly with the country."

Although the ancient times were backward, they were not without their merits, especially since the ancient times of their two worlds were similar to an astonishing 90%.

Apart from anything else, restoring ancient technology, ancient culture, ancient books, archaeology, and history can definitely be helpful.

They are numerous and have the collective wisdom to do so, so they still have certain negotiating conditions.

They don't need to be supported by the state. They just need to be provided with an identity and a place to build a house, and then they can support themselves in the future.

Don’t mention it, Jun Qiulan actually thought about this problem.

But no, absolutely not.

The difference between the two worlds is too great. Not to mention bringing all the people of Dasheng here, even if we only take away the people from the border towns, the number of people will still be quite large.

When there are too many people, there will definitely be management errors.

What if the people he brought here cause trouble?

They may not necessarily get used to living in a world that is incompatible with them.

Another question, what if he keeps bringing people from here to Dasheng?

A lot of people here can't find jobs, but if they go back to ancient times, they can make gold there.

The gold here is sold by grams, while the gold there is sold by taels.

One ounce of gold, roughly equivalent to fifty grams in this world? According to the current market price of gold, one ounce of gold could fetch around 40,000 yuan. Even in Fengcheng, where salaries are generally around 2,500 yuan, if they really want to recruit, they'd better go back to ancient times. With a salary of 40,000 yuan a year, I'm sure there are still many people willing to take the risk.

Besides, they had this opportunity. In addition to working for him, they could even start their own reselling business, which was also a source of income.

But, no, it still doesn’t work.

He couldn't be sure of everyone's character.

If he brought a large number of people to ancient times, it would be no different from invading the ancient world.

Not to mention the wisdom of modern people, the education and knowledge they have received since childhood are enough for them to start a rebellion in a small place in ancient times.

Just like him, he only learned the basics, but was able to bring earth-shaking changes to the ancient world.

Even if there is one person with bad intentions, he cannot afford the consequences.

Jun Qiulan looked into Master Qingheng's eyes and said, "Although we don't know who the mysterious power is or where it comes from, it's impossible for it not to know the questions I can think of."

Taoist Qingheng thought about it and it seemed to be the case.

"Then why don't you find someone you trust and give it a try sometime?" Qing Heng said, "Even if they can't carry that many, they probably won't die like animals. Who knows, they might not be able to carry them all."

Jun Qiulan was silent. Should we send someone to try?

Master Qingheng used the word "should", so it is not 100% certain.

It's not that he is indecisive, it's a matter of life and death.

Seeing his silence, Qing Heng sighed and said, "Let's take it one step at a time. Maybe that mysterious power can help you select them? Maybe if you just explain your intentions and bring them back to ancient times on time, the mysterious power will allow it."

"Let me think about it some more."

Jun Qiulan doesn't like these uncertainties.

"There's one more thing. I told you before. I have a younger sister who's interested in modern medicine. I bought her some books and downloaded some information. She's taught herself, and now she can perform some simple surgeries. She's even developed antibiotics."

Qingheng understood what he meant: "Want to send your sister over to school?"

Jun Qiulan nodded. "But if she wants to go to school, she might need to resolve her identity issue first. Besides, she doesn't have any elementary or middle school enrollment records. Can she go directly to high school? "

Qingheng had a complicated expression and really wanted to tell Jun Qiulan Yan Huai's identity right now.

Yan Huai is a capable man, and solving the identity problems of a few people is not a difficult task for him.

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