Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

This sixty-year-old man was none other than Zhao Dezhu’s father, who was an official in Beijing. His name was Zhao Yunting.

He was an upright person with a heart for the people, and was deeply trusted by the emperor. He held the second-rank official position in the court and served as the Minister of Revenue.

When Zhao Yunting was in Beijing, he received the Four Verses of Fengyin sent by his son and was deeply shocked.

I also saw that the letters contained many expressions of dissatisfaction with Mr. Feng Yin, and I became very curious.

So he presented the entire letter to the emperor, requesting to leave Beijing and go to Buffalo City to meet Mr. Fengyin in person.

By the way, I also saw my precious granddaughter whom I hadn't seen for several years.

The Emperor of Qingyun Kingdom, "Shangguan Qingyun", is the most outstanding cultivation genius of the Shangguan family in thousands of years. He has reached the late stage of tribulation and is now more than 4,800 years old.

Thousands of years ago, Shangguan Qingyun defeated many immortal cultivation sects and families and established the Qingyun Kingdom single-handedly. He was a man of extraordinary talent.

When Shangguan Qingyun saw the letter from Zhao Yunting, he also became curious about the Fengyin hermit and approved Zhao Yunting's request.

Shangguan Qingyun stated that if Feng Yin Jushi had good character, he could be promoted as an exception and allowed to go to Beijing to take up a position.

After bidding farewell to the emperor, Zhao Yunting immediately left Beijing. On the way to Buffalo City, he got a collection of Fengyin's works. After reading it, his love for talent grew even stronger.

He arrived in Buffalo five days ago, but he didn't expect that Fengyun Jushi would close the door and refuse to see anyone.

It's no use taking Magistrate Zhao's handwritten letter.

The gatekeeper of Fengyinju lied without blinking an eye, saying that Mr. Fengyin was not at home, and refused to even inform him, which made Zhao Dezhu very embarrassed.

Zhao Yunting didn't want to use his official position to pressure others, so he took this opportunity to accompany his granddaughter and enjoy a few days of peace and quiet.

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With Su Qiuting's care, the food and wine were soon served in Bu Suanzi's private room.

The first thing to be placed on the table was a plate of ordinary stir-fried vegetables.

The second dish was Mapo Tofu.

Although the dishes are ordinary, they are fragrant and appetizing.

Zhao Dezhu picked up the wine pot and filled the small wine glass in front of his father, saying:

"This Wenxianglou is really weird. They use such small wine glasses. Are they afraid that people will drink too much?"

Zhao Yunting was a wine lover. He picked up the wine glass and took a smell. The aroma of the wine was strong and the taste was rich. He knew it must be good wine.

He couldn't help but tilt his head back and pour the whole cup into his mouth.

Zhao Dezhu hurriedly joined him for a drink.

"cough……"

"cough……"

The father and son were choked and started coughing.

"Good wine! Good wine! It's even stronger than the Immortal Drunk given by the Emperor. Quick, pour me another glass!"

After Zhao Yunting recovered, he praised repeatedly.

Zhao Dezhu poured wine for the old man and said:

"This wine is really strong. I don't know where Wenxianglou got it from. Dad, drink slowly. Ziyan, help grandpa pick some food."

Zhao Ziyan stood up upon hearing that, picked up a small piece of vegetable, and fed it to the old man with a smile.

Zhao Yunting opened his mouth and started chewing, immediately looking very happy.

"Fresh, tender, crispy, fragrant, and delicious. It's really delicious. I haven't tasted anything as delicious as this in Beijing."

Seeing that their grandfather had already started eating, Zhao Dezhu and Zi Yan also picked up a piece of vegetable with their chopsticks and put it into their mouths.

"Mmmm, it's delicious, really delicious." Zhao Ziyan widened her eyes and said excitedly.

"How come these vegetables are so fresh and fragrant? Where did Wenxianglou invite this chef from? He is really skilled in cooking." Zhao Dezhu couldn't help but nod in admiration.

Zhao Yunting raised his hands and looked up, then drank another glass of wine: "It's so satisfying!"

He reached out and picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu, put it in his mouth, and then praised:

"The combination of spicy, fresh and fragrant flavors is absolutely delicious! It's the best flavor in the world!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dezhu and Zi Yan quickly took a bite of the tofu and immediately praised it highly.

Next came the sweet and sour spare ribs, braised goose, grouper with scallion oil, fried prawns, and braised beef.

Finally, a bowl of shrimp and cucumber soup was served.

Zhao Yunting's appetite had never been as good as it was today. He kept eating and praising the food over and over again.

The father and son quickly finished a pot of one pound of Shaodaozi and asked the waiter to bring another pot.

Zhao Dezhu picked up the wine jug and just filled his father's glass when he heard the guard outside the door say:

"Sir, Master Fengyin wants to see you."

"Let him in." Zhao Yunting said happily as he was eating.

The door of the private room was pushed open by the guards, and Chu Wen walked in happily.

"Master Zhao, how do the food and wine taste? Welcome to give your opinions."

Zhao Dezhu secretly cursed this kid for not knowing the rules. He didn't look like a scholar at all, but more like a ruffian.

Even a ruffian would kneel down and kowtow to me when he sees me. This guy is just a fool.

Because Zhao Yunting's main purpose of this trip was to investigate Chu Wen's character, County Magistrate Zhao did not introduce his father.

He frowned and squeezed out a word reluctantly through his nose.

"Ah."

Chu Wen waved at Zi Yan, walked to Zi Yan with a smile and sat down beside her, and blinked at Zhao Zi Yan who looked excited.

Zhao Dezhu stared with wide eyes, and was just about to ask Chu Wen to sit down when he heard his father say:

"Mr. Fengyin is so talented at such a young age. Not only is he good at poetry, but he is also good at business. The young are formidable. We meet today. Why don't you accompany me for a few drinks?"

Seeing that Magistrate Zhao was very respectful to the old man, Chu Wen knew that this man must be of high status.

He did not refuse, and reached out to take the wine glass in front of Zi Yan, raised his butt and took the wine pot from County Magistrate Zhao to fill his own glass, raised the glass and said:

"Okay, I'm happy today, so I'll drink a few glasses with you, uncle. Cheers, no fish allowed."

After that, he drank the wine in the cup.

Shaodaozi is similar to Erguotou in his previous life, and it is really spicy in the throat. After drinking it, Chu Wen opened his mouth wide and made a loud "Ha" sound.

Seeing that this boy was not shy at all and didn't even ask who he was and just started drinking the wine, Zhao Yunting couldn't help but become more curious about this Feng Yin hermit.

He chuckled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Just as he was about to put the glass down, he saw Feng Yin hermit pointing at him and saying:

“No fish allowed!”

"fish culture?"

Zhao Yunting looked at the wine glass after hearing this, and then he understood, "Haha, interesting, interesting!"

After laughing, he drank the remaining wine in the glass, then opened his mouth and laughed, imitating Chu Wen.

After "Ha", I felt much more comfortable.

This wine is too strong, and it cannot be suppressed without food. Chu Wen stood up and called the waiter outside the door:

"Waiter, bring me a pair of chopsticks."

"waiter?"

Zhao Yunting pondered over it and felt that this word was very appropriate and much more elegant than Xiaoer's. He couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Haha, Master Feng Yin is truly a wonderful person!"

Chu Wen responded with a simple and honest smile.

Zhao Ziyan happily took the wine jug, poured wine into Chu Wen's cup first, and then poured wine into his grandfather's cup, which made Zhao Dezhu very angry.

He saw his precious daughter smiling and staring at Chu Wen's face, and he was so angry that fumes came out of his head.

The more he looked at the yellow-haired man, the angrier he became. He said with a stern face:

"Chu Wen, I wonder how many of the four lines of Feng Yin you have achieved?"

"As for me, I didn't do any of them." Chu Wen said with a smile.