I have a little bit of talent

August is the end of midsummer. As the sun sets, the heat gradually fades away. The edge of Dongcheng District is located on the hillside of Wuyun Mountain. The terrain is quite high, and the cool breeze is refreshing.

In this secluded house at the end of the alley, a wisp of smoke gradually rose up and was blown away by the breeze, and a rich aroma of food filled the entire courtyard.

Fang Mu cooked a lot in his previous life, so his cooking skills were naturally not bad. After he started practicing in this life, his body training was perfect, his spirit was supreme, and his body control was perfect. Both his knife skills and his control of the heat were far better than before.

In just ten minutes, Fang Mu had prepared dinner.

When eating alone, there is not much particularity. Just a plate of fried bacon with fermented black beans, a plate of vegetables, and a roast chicken.

This bacon was brought out by Fang Mu from his own home. The raw materials are naturally of the best quality. It is three-layered and evenly fat and lean. It is cut into thin slices by Fang Mu, shiny and translucent. It is then stir-fried with Yizhou's local fermented black beans over high heat. The meat is fragrant and has a rich flavor.

The green vegetables come from Huaicheng and are neatly arranged on the plate like green jade, looking very beautiful.

This roast chicken comes from an inn in the Luoxia Mountains. It has crispy skin, tender meat and an excellent taste.

Add a bottle of Qingmu fruit wine, a specialty of Tongyang City in Yangzhou, and this dinner, although seemingly simple, brings together the specialties of the three major states.

Fang Mu placed three dishes on the stone table in the courtyard, and ate them with gusto, taking bites of the food and sips of the wine.

"I don't know what's going on at home. It's been almost half a year. I wonder if my mother will miss me."

Somehow, Fang Mu suddenly felt homesick. He missed his usually serious father Fang Lu, his mother who always protected him, and his brother who grew up with him.

Sixteen years have passed since he came to this world. Fang Mu has already integrated into this world and the warm family of the Fang family. All the things from his past life seem to be drifting away from him.

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At the same time, thousands of miles away in the Fang Mansion in Yangzhou City, Fang Lu and his mother were also having dinner.

Since Han Tieyi left with Tieshan and other disciples a few days ago, the Fang Mansion has returned to its former tranquility and seems a bit lonely.

"I don't know how Zheng'er and Mu'er are doing. Zheng'er is fine. He is older and has someone to take care of him in the academy.

"But Mu'er is still young, and he has never been out of the house before. This time he has been traveling for a long time, and I don't know how much he has suffered."

Mother Fang looked at the dishes in front of her and recalled the happy dinner that her family had together that day. Her thoughts surged and her eyes turned red.

Her eldest son was currently studying at the academy in the capital. Although she missed him, she was relieved as she often received news from him.

But her youngest son Fang Mu had lived a life of luxury since childhood and had never suffered any hardship. When he was just twenty he went out to travel and study under a teacher, and he was away for nearly half a year, which really made her miss him very much.

"Madam, don't worry. Mu'er is a person who can't stand hardships. On the contrary, he will have great opportunities."

Seeing his beloved wife’s eyes were red and she was almost crying, Fang Lu hurriedly spoke to comfort her.

"I am here for everything, so Mu'er will be safe and worry-free. He has gained a lot from this trip. Although there are some hardships, they are also part of his practice."

Speaking of his youngest son Fang Mu, Fang Lu couldn't help but think of the master he had worshipped a few days ago. The words came from Fang Mu, and it seemed that the two had had some contact. It was expected that Fang Mu had also gained a lot of benefits.

This master is extremely mysterious and powerful, and even Fang Lu cannot fathom his true abilities. He only knows that his cultivation is immeasurable and he is not from this world. He looks like a Taoist priest in his attire, and the sword intent he imparts does not have any Taoist aura. Instead, it is filled with murderous intent and has the ability to sever the heaven and earth. After comprehending it for several days, he can be considered to have gotten a glimpse of the secret. He feels more and more that this sword intent points directly to the great Dao and is extremely mysterious.

"I am a woman, and I have never practiced cultivation. I just hope that my children are safe and sound. No matter how high my cultivation is, it cannot compare to a happy family reunion."

Fang's mother also knew that her two sons were from the Fang family, so she naturally couldn't treat them as ordinary people. But it was just a mother's nature that made her worry.

"Okay, the children will be fine, just rest assured.

"By the way, I mentioned earlier that His Majesty intends to grant Zheng'er a marriage. What do you think?"

Seeing that Fang's mother was still a little depressed, Fang Lu had no choice but to use his trump card.

"Zheng'er is already in her twenties, and it's time for her to get married. The master will decide on this matter. After all, I've been away from the capital for many years, and I'm not very familiar with the princesses born to His Majesty. As long as she has a good temper and can get along well with Zheng'er, it will be fine. I hope she can get married soon and give me a grandson, and our family will be more lively."

When Fang Zheng's marriage was mentioned, Fang's mother's expression brightened, and she immediately put aside her worries about her young son.

"Your Majesty is a man of great talent and strategy, and has a good way of governing the country. He has also been very strict in disciplining the princes and princesses born to him, and they are rarely arrogant, which is quite rare.

"The three princesses are all beautiful, but their personalities are different. In my opinion, the Sixth Princess Zhou Qing is gentle, virtuous and generous, and she is a good match for Zheng'er.

"If Madam has no objection, I will write a letter to His Majesty and ask him to set a wedding date as soon as possible."

Fang Lu was also smiling. His eldest son's marriage was a great joyous event and he was extremely happy.

"It's all up to the master. Time flies so fast, and Zheng'er is going to get married in a blink of an eye." Thinking of her eldest son Fang Zheng's upcoming marriage, Fang's mother thought of her youngest son Fang Mu.

"Zheng'er is an honest man and is about to get married. But Mu'er, this little rascal, has already grown up. I don't know when he will get married."

"Madam, do you still need to worry about that boy? He has been naughty since he was young. When he grew up, he often lingered in brothels and flirted with many women."

It would be fine if we didn't mention this, but when it comes to Fang Mu's family, Fang Lu feels helpless.

"Besides, the boy is already engaged, but he is still young and hasn't told him yet. I just hope he doesn't flirt around out there."

"Even if Mu'er finds someone she loves outside, there's nothing wrong with that. I'll be happy to have more daughters-in-law. My Fang family will also be able to expand and become more lively."

Fang's mother's ideas are obviously different from Fang Lu's, and she is only thinking about her son.

"Mu'er is your son. As the saying goes, a son resembles his father. You actually said that he would be merciful everywhere. Did Master Fang also be merciful everywhere when he traveled around the world?"

"Ma'am, you are joking. You and I have been married for many years. You know me well."

Even though Fang Lu's cultivation was extremely high, Fang's mother's words still frightened him. He almost couldn't keep a straight face and hurriedly tried to explain.

"By the way, Mu'er has already left Yunding Mountain and should be almost at Xishan City, the capital of Yizhou."

In order to avoid Fang's mother asking more questions on this topic, Fang Lu had to tell her about Fang Mu's itinerary to divert her attention.

"West Mountain City?"

Fang's mother glanced at Fang Lu suspiciously, but seeing that he looked normal and hadn't given any clues, she stopped asking him about what happened that year and was finally distracted by Fang Mu's itinerary.

"Yes, it is Xishan City. Wasn't Chen Xian transferred to be the general of Yizhou City a few years ago? He is also in Xishan City right now."

Fang Lu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"Mu'er may not know that Chen Xian is also in Xishan City. His news will surely be known to Chen Xian first. He hasn't seen him for more than two years, so they can catch up on the past."

"That's a good thing. Mu'er played with Chen Xian a lot when he was little, and they have a deep relationship. I'm sure they will be happy to meet again in Yizhou."

Thinking of the scene of Chen Xian and Fang Mu's reunion, Fang's mother also smiled.