The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1360: Marry someone like Fang Yun

The banquet returned to normal, and Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan returned to the dining table at the entrance of Fengtian Hall and sat down.

Fang Yun didn't want Yang Yuhuan to be affected by Lei Chongmo's disgusting methods, so he smiled and said: "Come, I will teach you how to use talent. You first learn to use Yin Jiangbei skillfully. With Yin Jiangbei, you will be much more convenient in the future. "

Fang Yun said, took out the Jiangbei that he used before and gave it to Yang Yuhuan.

A look of surprise flashed across Yang Yuhuan's face, then he shook his head and said firmly: "Don't think I'm not as well-educated as you, but I know the value of drinking Jiangbei. A piece of Jiangbei is worth a wealthy family!" The value of the lake shells is equal to that of the Confucian scholar, and the Yin Jiang shellfish is even more valuable than the Hanhu shells.”

Fang Yun smiled and said: "Times are changing. As Wenxing Longjue, I can get a lot of seashells from the dragon clan. In the future, there will be more and more seashells from the human race. Of course, seashells like swallowing seashells will always be scarce. . As for drinking jellyfish, I have a lot of them.”

"I don't believe it." Yang Yuhuan stared at Fang Yun's eyes, trying to expose him.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand and touched the swallowed seashells, and saw more than ten swallowed seashells appeared, held up in the air by his talent.

"This...where did you get so many? It can't be fake, right? I heard that ordinary half-saint families usually only have one or two pieces of Jiangbei. This thing is so precious that even the Dragon Palace cannot produce it in large quantities. "

Fang Yun smiled and said: "I told you that I entered the ruins of a dragon city and got a lot of good things from it. These Yinjiang shells are among the treasures. However, most of these Yinjiang shells are belonging to the dragon clan and need to be transformed. It will be turned into Caijingyinjiangbei for human use. I will ask Dragon Palace to help transform it in a few days. "

Fang Yun said, putting Yin Jiangbei into Yang Yuhuan's hand.

"Thank you, husband." Yang Yuhuan gently stroked Yin Jiangbei, feeling as sweet as honey. Even the Queen Mother could only use the Hanhu shells through the scholars in the palace. Jingguo's Yinjiang shells had always been kept in the treasury, and the monarch could not use them privately. She never expected that she would completely surpass the Queen Mother and could already use Yin Jiangbei.

Fang Yun said: "You first close your eyes and sense the talent in your heart. At this time, your mind will be connected with the talent, and then you control the talent to send it into Yin Jiangbei, so that you can open it."

"Well, let me try." Yang Yuhuan closed his eyes, his expression changing.

Fang Yun was not in a hurry, picked up a piece of dragon meat with chopsticks, chewed it slowly, and kept looking at Yang Yuhuan.

Not long after, the Yinjiang Bei in Yang Yuhuan's hand suddenly opened, revealing a gap, and a faint white light emitted from the gap.

Yang Yuhuan suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the Yinjiang Bei in his hand, and smiled happily, showing his white teeth.

"The banquet is almost over. Don't waste these delicacies and delicacies. You will receive them all in the Jiangbei River." Fang Yun said.

"Ah? Is this okay?" Yang Yuhuan glanced at the guests in front, feeling a little embarrassed.

"There's nothing wrong with it. As I said before, hold Yin Jiang Bei in your hand and let Yin Jiang Bei use your strength to suck things in. Let's start with the divine fruit platter." Fang Yun said.

"Yes." Yang Yuhuan obediently held the Yin Jiang Bei in his hand, carefully activating his talent, and saw a light emitting from the Yin Jiang Bei, and put a platter composed of several divine fruits such as longevity fruit into the Yin Jiang Bei.

"Successful!" Yang Yuhuan cheered sweetly, and then gently stroked the texture of the scallops, admiring them admiringly.

"Then put all these things into your Jiangbei." Fang Yun said.

"What about you?" Yang Yuhuan asked habitually.

In the most difficult days for two people, even if it is an egg, she will think of luck first.

Fang Yun patted his swallowed seashells and said with a smile: "Of course I'm not lacking. And there are some things I can eat, but you can't. Mine is just a lot more than yours. Hurry."

"Um!"

Yang Yuhuan nodded lightly and began to control Yin Jiangbei, first including the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang.

The auspicious dragon and phoenix were made of dragons and flaming birds. They were one foot tall. They looked like a rockery on the dinner table. They suddenly disappeared and attracted the attention of many people.

So, one after another, people looked at Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan, and saw Yang Yuhuan holding a cup of Jiangbei and slowly collecting the sacred dishes on the table.

"Fang Xusheng is so willing..."

"When it comes to doting on women, he claims to be second, but there is no first in the world. I'm convinced!"

"Just watch. In the next two days, singers from all over the human race will compose their own songs, singing something like 'Marry someone like Fang Yun' or something like that."

"When you give birth to a son, you should be like Fang Zhenguo, and when you give birth to a daughter, you should be like Yang Yuhuan!"

"Well, if we don't go out on important matters, we, the sons of aristocratic families, wouldn't be able to get Hanhu shells. Fortunately for Mrs. Fang, she actually has Yin Jiangbei. That's Yin Jiangbei. It has a ten-foot-square space and can hold anything. "

Yang Yuhuan took away all the dishes on the dinner table, feeling satisfied and with a faint blush on his face.

In the afternoon, the banquet came to an end.

Everyone stood up and watched Fang Yun take Yang Yuhuan's hand and board the Longma luxury car.

The dragons and horses snorted together, then raised their heads proudly and drove slowly towards the spring garden.

"Fang Yun, don't hurt your waist!" Li Fanming shouted with a smirk.

The whole street burst into laughter.

In the carriage, Yang Yuhuan threw herself into Fang Yun's arms, her face flushed.

At the entrance of the palace, Ao Huang whispered dissatisfiedly: "Nunu, why are you in charge of the world and the earth and the dragon? You have to go back to Quanyuan anyway, so what's wrong with riding in the same car with them?"

"嘤嘤嘤..." Nunu waved her little paw, threatening Ao Huang.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you! Alas, it seems that I can't sleep with Fang Yun anymore."

"puff……"

There were several people nearby who were drinking water or alcohol and squirted out.

Fang Yun's relatives and friends were all dumbfounded.

The wedding banquet ended successfully.

That night, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan began to write "joint poems" again.

The hibiscus tent warms the spring night, and the swallows don't mind getting wet from the mud.

Butterflies can be seen deeply through the flowers, and dragonflies are flying in the water.

The Chu waist is slender and the palm is light, and the strings are used to play the zither in sign language.

The little strings are whispering, and the garden is full of new orioles.

The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises on the sea.

The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns.

…

The two wrote all night, until the sky in the east turned white, Yang Yuhuan was exhausted, and the two fell asleep tiredly.

When he got up in the morning, Fang Yun first found Fang Daniu and whispered to him to change the bed to a stronger one. It should not touch the wall, and it should be made with craftsmanship. At the same time, he should repair the wall. .

For the next three days, Fang Yun stayed at home, ignored everything, and stayed with Yang Yuhuan.

Except when Fang Yun devoted himself to writing "joint poems" with Yang Yuhuan and was never distracted, Fang Yun spent the rest of the time doing two things, reading in the world of strange books. This is the most powerful aspect of double-mindedness, and Fang Yun doesn’t want to waste it.

In the early morning of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan tidied up the spring garden a little, then got into the Longma luxury car and took their family to Chen Sheng's family, intending to use the Chen family's literary passage to return to the Holy Court.

Before arriving at the door of Chen's house, Fang Yun received an urgent document from the Holy Academy.

"In order to cooperate with the wolf-slaying offensive in the north, the demon world has sent hundreds of millions of demon barbarians to attack Liangjie Mountain today!"

Fang Yun held the official seal in his hand, slowly turned his head and looked out the window.

The sun is high in the sky and the east is red.

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