This immortal is a bit fierce

In the evening, a burst of ghostly crying and wolf howling came from the mansion located in the southwest corner of the inner city of Zhaoyang.

Huang Feng's mustard dinner brought Li Yixuan and Xiao Nuan to tears. Fortunately, the servants were sent away and they didn't need to pay too much attention to their image.

Li Motang tasted it briefly and then sat aside. Huang Feng took the mustard sashimi rice ball and handed it to her mouth: "What's the matter? I'll stop eating after a few bites."

Li Motang snorted: "It's not delicious."

Huang Feng didn't believe it: "Impossible, I think you are afraid."

"Am I afraid?"

"Then eat this." Huang Feng shook the rice ball.

Li Motang looked at his raised hand, and was fascinated for a moment. She opened her mouth and let Huang Feng feed the rice ball into her mouth.

It's just that she regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth and wanted to refuse. Huang Feng didn't give her a chance to regret it and just stuffed it in.

Li Yixuan and Xiao Nuan looked over, their eyes wide open and full of surprise. They just chewed in their mouths and couldn't help but shed tears, which looked quite funny.

Seeing them staring at him, Li Motang stared back: "I'll eat yours."

"Oh." The two of them concentrated on the food on the table.

"How about it? With my unique skills, am I qualified to participate in the cooking competition in the capital?" Huang Feng asked.

"Yes!" Li Yixuan was the first to jump out and agree, but when she saw Li Motang's gaze, she shrank back.

Li Motang said without any stance: "What kind of unique craftsmanship? What you win is entirely based on the ingredients, not the skills. If you are opportunistic and get a qualification, there is no problem. But if you want to win in the end, there is no chance."

Huang Feng was not affected at all. He participated not to win, but to eat.

Lu Kun told him that during the competition, the contestants could taste each other's food. As long as they could make it to the end, wouldn't they be able to taste the unique skills of famous chefs from all over the world these days.

Not only these famous dishes from all over the world, Huang Feng is also thinking about the delicacies in the palace: "We agreed to bring some snacks from the palace and meals from the imperial chef for me to try? Let me see the difference."

Li Motang: "Who told you?"

Li Yixuan on the side said actively: "I'll bring it to you. Can I come and play often in the future?"

"Can!"

"Can't!"

"no!"

Huang Feng and Li Motang said at the same time, and there was another cry from Xiao Nuan's heart.

"Why are you like this!" Huang Feng accused Li Motang.

Li Motang spoke righteously: "As a princess, she can only go to Wenshou Pavilion to study when she leaves the palace. How can she run around at will, especially to a strange man's house. Let her come today, which is already a bit indulgent to her."

Huang Feng was dissatisfied: "I see you wandering outside every day."

Li Motang said confidently: "I'm different!"

"Double standards!"

"What?"

Huang Feng said impassionedly: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. You can't do it yourself and stay in the palace every day, but you ask your sister to do this. It's too much!"

Li Yixuan's eyelashes fluttered. In the short time she spent with Li Motang, she had never seen anyone so bold!

So courageous!

Li Motang took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "It's different. I am walking outside as a disciple of Yuyuan Pavilion."

Huang Feng sighed: "It's good to have a vest!"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Huang Feng stopped talking. Of course he knew that Li Motang had her own reasons and stance, and it was probably for the benefit of her sister. After all, if someone knew about it and spread it, it would not be beneficial to Li Yixuan's reputation.

He just wanted to have a little quarrel with her, it was so fun.

"Who do you listen to?" Li Motang looked at Li Yixuan.

"I...I listen to you." Li Yixuan lowered her head and said, but her pitiful expression was ignored by Li Motang.

As we talked, we naturally started talking about Yunlu Academy.

"How confident are you about going to Yunlu Academy this time?" Huang Feng asked.

Li Motang shook his head: "Not sure."

"Why doesn't your teacher go by yourself?"

Li Motang explained: "My teacher came from Yunlu Academy, and she has different ideas from Xianmen Academy.

In Xianmen Academy, what scholars seek are famous books, bamboos and silks, which will last for thousands of years. What they seek is for the greatness to last forever in their hearts.

However, the teacher believed that Xianmen Academy was engaged in scholarship but not useful to the world. Even if he ascended to the Tianmen realm and gained the name of Literary Sage, it would be nothing more than a false name, so he left Yunlu Academy and entered Daxia Wenshou Pavilion. "

Huang Feng suddenly realized: "It turns out we had a falling out and it's not convenient to go back. As her students, you and Li Yixuan might have been treated coldly in the past."

Li Motang explained: "No, although the ideas are not consistent, the teacher's views at the time still triggered some speculation in Yunlu Academy, but the ideas formed by Xianmen Academy for thousands of years cannot be changed overnight.

The teacher didn't want to go back, not because he disliked each other, but just because he didn't want to go back and continue this fruitless argument.

She hopes that one day, she can prove that she is right and return to Yunlu Academy. "

"The stubbornness of scholars." Huang Feng lamented.

Li Motang did not refute.

"What do you think the academy will ask us to do?" Huang Feng asked again.

Yunlu Academy is one of the only two academies in the Twelve Immortals Sect. It's a difficult situation in the world. If they can't do it, he doesn't think he can help.

"We'll know when the time comes." Li Motang didn't intend to worry about such unpredictable things.

When the meal was almost done, she took the reluctant Li Yixuan back to the palace.

"Let's go slowly without seeing you off. Welcome to visit next time." Huang Feng stood at the door and waved his hand.

Li Yixuan poked her head out of the carriage, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said "Yeah, next time, next time." Unfortunately, she was dragged back before she could finish her words.

After they left, Huang Feng did not go back to his house, but went to the outer city.

The city gate was not closed yet, but after searching carefully at the city gate, he could not find Qin Ping who had sold him the book that day.

So Huang Feng went to the bookstore that Qin Ping had mentioned, expecting to leave a message or something. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw this guy leaning on a broken bamboo chair with a piece of grass in his mouth, eating with relish. Looking at the book.

With his virtue, the book was naturally not a good one. Huang Feng glanced at the cover, which read "Poetry of the Great Xia". However, based on his experience, the cover had obviously been changed.

Going around to the back, Qin Ping was so interested in reading that he didn't even notice him. Then he read the contents of the book, and sure enough...

"The master doesn't want it" and "big, white and round", Huang Feng followed him for a while and then suddenly slapped him on the shoulder and shouted: "Search by the Criminal Department!"

Qin Ping trembled with fright, but calmed down faster. He closed the book with his hands and stuffed it into his sleeves very smoothly. When he took his hand out, the book turned into a piece of silver. He turned around and handed it over: "Sir ……Um?"

"Recognize me?" Huang Feng asked.

"Of course, of course." Qin Ping said quickly, "There are so many stars in the night sky that it is difficult to distinguish them. But you are the moon. As long as you are not blind, you can recognize them when you look up!"

Huang Feng was shocked, what a talent!