Chapter 14 He Wants All These Opportunities
Zhao Tianhe's expression became increasingly ugly, as he knew that Jiang Lan was using the Confucian Temple to threaten him.
Is the Confucian Temple in good shape?
Who in the court doesn't know that the Confucian Temple is declining day by day and getting worse and worse? If it weren't for the high priest to support it, it would have fallen into the hands of the prime minister long ago.
"Master Jiang Lan, what do you want us to do in exchange for letting Master Lin go?" He gritted his teeth and asked again.
Jiang Lan drank the tea slowly, and seemed to think for a while, then said with interest, "I heard that every priest in the Confucian Temple has a Master's Order in his hand. Even many great scholars have never seen it."
"Of course, I have never seen this Master's Order, but I am a little curious. How about this, Mr. Zhao, can you lend me the Master's Order in your hand to look at it for a few days?"
In the original plot, Lin Fan will later obtain the Master's Order from Zhao Tianhe.
And that Master's Order is the key to a Confucian site, containing a tremendous opportunity.
There are many opportunities and fortunes at that site, including various ancient Confucian scriptures, secret scrolls of martial arts, rare treasures, and even an ancient Confucian and Taoist supreme magical power that is like the decree of heaven and has tremendous power.
Although Jiang Lan is currently unable to practice, it does not prevent him from planning a way out for himself.
Wait until the opportunity of becoming an immortal is revealed.
He wants all these opportunities and fortunes.
This world, with its powerful background, is just a castle in the air and an illusion. What he wants is longevity and an eternal sky.
As for promising to let Lin Fan go, it was just a verbal agreement. Could it be that the old guy wanted to take it seriously? Isn't it normal for a "useless second-generation rich man" like me to not keep his word?
After getting the Master's Order, Zhao Tianhe still wants to take it back? "Master's Order?"
Zhao Tianhe frowned, a little confused. What would Jiang Lan do with this kind of thing? Logically speaking, every priest in the Confucian Temple does have a Master's Order, which is a symbol of status.
At the same time, one can also use it to enter the Confucian temples of the Great Xia Dynasty and read the vast amount of Confucian scriptures contained therein.
Scholars all over the world treat Confucius's orders as sacred objects.
Jiang Lan was a second-generation scion who had never studied Confucianism and Taoism. What did he want the Master's Order for? How did he know this? Did he hear it from his father? "The Master's Order is very precious. How could I carry it easily? Young Master Jiang Lan, why don't you change your request..." Although he didn't know what Jiang Lan wanted the Master's Order for, Zhao Tianhe still refused subconsciously.
If the prime minister wanted to read Confucian scriptures or enter Confucian temples in various places, he did not need the Master's order at all.
It was of no use to him.
Jiang Lan had long guessed that this old fox would definitely not be willing to give him the Master's Order easily, so he immediately showed an expected expression and smiled faintly, "Forget it, it's fine if Mr. Zhao doesn't carry such a precious thing as the Master's Order."
"I am actually not very interested in this kind of Confucian stuff. In comparison, Sister Dieyi's pretty face is more attractive. As Mr. Zhao requested just now, let Sister Dieyi accompany me for a few days, and I will forgive the offense committed by this guy today."
The expression on Zhao Tianhe's face froze, then he reacted and couldn't help cursing in his heart, he almost fell into this guy's trap.
For this kind of second-generation rich man who is uneducated and unlearned, what use is the Master's Order? It turns out that he is still planning to target Dieyi.
He must have learned about the special nature of the Master's Order from his father, the Prime Minister, and thought that he would not carry it with him, so he deliberately asked for the Master's Order.
In this case, he would not be able to take out the Master's Order and could only agree to his first request? It was a good idea.
But it's also just ridiculous.
Even if he really couldn't produce the master's order, he couldn't push his granddaughter into the fire pit to accompany him for a few days.
"I suddenly remembered that the Master's Order is a symbol of identity for the Confucian Temple priests. I should carry it with me when I go out..."
"Master Jiang Lan, why don't you let me look for it first? What if it's on him?"
Zhao Tianhe frowned and thought, looking as if he had just remembered something, and began to feel around on his body.
Hearing this, the smile on Jiang Lan's face faded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his slender fingers slowly tapped the stone table.
Su Qinghan glanced at him quietly. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there was a sense of teasing and amusement in Jiang Lan's attitude.
Seeing that Zhao Tianhe seemed to really want to take out the Master's Order, Jiang Lan could not help but wave his hand and said, "Master Zhao, why bother to be so serious? I was just joking, how could I really want your Master's Order..."
However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhao Tianhe.
On his old face, a smile that seemed to be expected appeared, and he said, "Master Jiang Lan, you are the son of the Prime Minister. You will not deny what you said with your own mouth, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he casually threw an ancient token surrounded by Confucian spirit onto the stone table in front of Jiang Lan.
The token is not big, only half the size of a palm.
There is a square ancient character "儒" carved on the front. It is unknown what material it is made of. The color is green with black, and it is surrounded by a righteous spirit as pure as the earth.
"Is this the Master's order?"
Jiang Lan showed a slightly surprised expression on his face, as if he didn't expect Zhao Tianhe to actually take out the Master's Order.
But in my heart, I was combining the memories in my mind to judge whether this thing was real or not.
The appearance description is basically the same as in the article, so it should be correct.
It was impossible for Zhao Tianhe to come up with a fake master's order at this time.
Seeing Jiang Lan's expression, Zhao Tianhe stroked his beard and smiled, "I have already obeyed Young Master Jiang Lan's request and lent you the Master's Order. I wonder if Young Master Jiang Lan can keep his promise?"
To the Confucian scholars of the world, Confucius' order is as precious as a sacred object.
But Jiang Lan is a second-generation rich man who has nothing to do with Confucianism or Taoism, so in his hand, this thing is no different from an ordinary token.
Even if Jiang Lan didn't return it to him, with his status, it wouldn't be difficult for him to go to the Confucian Temple and ask for another one...
Jiang Lan remained expressionless, but in his heart he just wanted to sneer.
He naturally guessed what Zhao Tianhe was thinking.
The Confucius Order is not something that the Confucian Temple can produce today. The existence of this thing can be traced back to before the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty. If one piece is lost, there will be one less piece.
The other priests in the Confucian Temple no longer had this thing in their hands.
However, it would take some time for Zhao Tianhe to react.
Jiang Lan rolled up his sleeves, accepted the Master's order, and said calmly, "Since Mr. Zhao has personally pleaded for mercy, I will definitely not embarrass him any further. As for what to do next, let's follow the laws of Daxia today."
"During Emperor Xia's reign, the laws were strict and the rules were in place. I'm sure Mr. Zhao is well aware of this."
As he accepted the master's order.
Jiang Lan could clearly feel that in the dark void, the inexplicable aura was becoming stronger and stronger, and it was falling towards the Niwan Palace in his sea of consciousness.
The fruit of luck and fortune on the vine had obviously grown a lot bigger, its color was slightly darker, it was already the size of a thumb, and there were some mysterious marks wrapped around its surface.
Jiang Lan was not surprised by this scene.
In fact, when he was suppressing Lin Fan just now, he could clearly feel that the luck flowing from the void to the vines was becoming more and more abundant and strong.
This is a process of plunder in which one side gains while the other loses.
Of course, the most urgent task is to resolve the threat posed by Lin Fan first. The matter of the Qiyun Dao Fruit can be dealt with slowly later.
We can't put the cart before the horse.
(End of this chapter)
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