The autumn sun was like gold, shining over the forest.
The garden in the forest did not have endless walls, only trees planted by hand as the boundary between the manors of different masters. The entire Golden Grain Garden was the garden of the nobles and officials. Usually, they were guarded by their families, so the common people would not enter this area.
There was a stove in the forest. The guards brought all kinds of ingredients and made a charcoal fire. Then they were driven away by Wan 'er.
Today was the first time Wan 'er served food for her Langjun. In her heart, this was a very important matter, so she would not let others interfere.
The ingredients Wan 'er used were all from the Imperial Palace. Camel's hump, catfish, lamb, and so on were all prepared by the imperial chefs in the Imperial Palace. They could be used as soon as they were brought. For example, the Bear Baichi dish used the loin of a bear and deer. The loin of a bear was very tender and fat, while the dried venison was very tough. The two were completely different, but when they were fried and steamed together, they tasted very good and delicious.
These ingredients were all exotic. Of course, these dishes were mainly fish and meat. This was the style of the Tang people, and it suited Yang Fan's appetite. It was already an excellent ingredient, and now there was a beautiful lady cooking for him in the forest kitchen. What kind of feeling would that be?
This beauty with a scholarly aura was gorgeously dressed. She had tied an extremely playful green handkerchief around her hair. The swaying ribbon, the floor-dragging long skirt, the exposed collar, and the pure white skin had a unique kind of beauty in this autumn forest.
However, it was different from Ah Nu's elegant and natural style when she was cooking. Yang Fan could see that Wan 'er was good at cooking, but probably because she didn't cook often, or she was used to having someone help her, now she was busy alone, so she couldn't help but be a little flustered. Unconsciously, there were a few traces of cigarette ash on her cheeks.
But in this way, this female scholar of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who weighed the talents of the world and commented on the country, was like a fairy in the world of mortals, with a trace of amiable and lovely air.
Yang Fan did not mean to sit back and enjoy the feeling of being served by a woman of high status. He did not know how to do other things, but he could do things like adding charcoal to the kitchen and controlling the fire. The problem was that when he had the slightest intention, he was blown away by Wan 'er coquettishly.
According to the feudal ethics, men were superior to women. A man who cooked was not a good man, but a man who had no future. When a man cooked, it was not only an insult to the man, but also an insult to his woman. It was like a man who was supposed to be in charge outside, but could not do it outside. He could only hide in the back and let his wife come out to argue with others.
So, Yang Fan had nothing to do but sit on the side, with his legs crossed, watching the beauty cook and cook.
As the smoke rose from the chimneys in the forest, the old man on the donkey was still walking on the small country road, and he was heading towards Golden Grain Garden …
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It had to be said that Wan 'er's dishes were quite delicious. Maybe it was still a little lacking compared to Ah Nu's cooking. After all, the ingredients she used were not dragon liver and phoenix marrow, but there was not much difference. In Ah Nu's hands, vegetables and tofu could also become the world's delicacies.
However, Wan 'er's dishes were really delicious. Even without the beauty looking at him lovingly and acting as the best seasoning, Yang Fan still felt that the dishes were delicious.
Looking at Yang Fan wolfing down the food, Wan 'er was also very happy. She made delicious food for her lover to eat, and her lover liked the food she cooked. It was a kind of happiness in itself.
After eating the seafood and mountain delicacies, the last dish was water shield soup. It was light and fragrant. The two of them ate some more soup. Without clearing the plates, they walked hand in hand in the forest.
"Wan 'er, are you going back to the palace tonight?"
Stepping on the fallen leaves, Yang Fan said reluctantly.
"No need. I told the emperor that I will stay at the princess's manor tonight and return to the palace tomorrow. The emperor will be in court in the morning anyway. I only need to get back before the emperor leaves. "
Yang Fan was overjoyed. "Really? Then I can spend the night with Wan 'er? "
Wan 'er blushed. She bit her lips and nodded shyly.
"Ha!"
Yang Fan was overjoyed. He clenched his fist and waved it in the air. Then, he leaped forward and somersaulted forward. As nimble as an ape, he leaped ten feet into the air. Then, he picked a red fruit from the branch and lightly landed on the ground.
But he was in too much of a hurry when he picked the fruit, and the branch shook and a few more ripe fruits fell. One of them hit him on the head.
"Ouch!" Yang Fan cried out. Wan 'er couldn't help but laugh. She bent down to pick up the fruit and threw it at Yang Fan. Yang Fan jumped and dodged the fruit. He made a face at her and said, "Hey! It won't be easy to hit me! "
"Hmph! Is your body very fast? "
Wan'er's childishness was aroused, and she picked up another fruit. She had just thrown it when Yang Fan twisted his waist and dodged into a cluster of flowers and trees. The flowers and trees swayed, and in an instant, he disappeared.
Wan 'er didn't believe that he had the ability to escape her eyes in broad daylight. Although she didn't know martial arts, her body was strong and she wasn't a timid little girl. So she quickly chased after him.
"Huh? He really disappeared. "
Wan 'er searched the forest for a while and still couldn't see Yang Fan. She finally admitted defeat and said loudly, "Okay, I admit defeat. You can come out now!"
The forest was quiet. There was only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. Wan 'er tilted her head and listened. She called out, "Yang Fan! Yang Fan! "
Yang Fan held back his laughter and followed not far behind Wan 'er. He watched her look around but still didn't say anything.
Wan 'er put her hand to her mouth and shouted, "Come out! Yang Fan! If you don't come out, I'm leaving! "
Yang Fan smiled faintly, and was just about to leap forward when he suddenly sensed something strange, as if a cold wind suddenly hit him. Yang Fan quickly looked over, and saw a white-haired, white-bearded old man suddenly appear in a clump of wormwood grass not far to the right of Shangguan Wan 'er.
The old man was wearing a cotton robe and had a cloth tied around his head. He looked very much like a mountain villager. Just by standing there, he gave off a feeling of strength. It was an aura that normal people didn't have.
His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his hands and a portion of his wrists. His bones were very thick, and the veins on his thick fingers and the back of his palms were protruding, showing that his hands possessed an unusually powerful explosive power.
At this moment, he was very relaxed and didn't move. If his beard and hair were flying and his eyes were wide open, even if someone said he could tear tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands, there would be people who would believe it.
Wan 'er turned around and was about to call out again when she suddenly saw a person appear from the bush like a ghost. It scared her. Wan' er unconsciously took a step back. When she saw that the person was a white-haired old man, she let out a sigh of relief. She patted her chest and said with surprise, "Old man, why are you here?"
Wan 'er glanced to the side and found that she and Yang Fan had been walking and then playing hide-and-seek. Unknowingly, they had walked to the edge of her manor. Not far in front of them was a row of tall and straight trees. Outside was a dirt road that was about the width of a cart. There was a donkey on the side of the road. It looked around and then lowered its head to eat grass.
Wan 'er suddenly realized and reminded him, "Old man, you have gone the wrong way. This is a private house."
The white-haired old man was Lu Boyan. Without Young Master Jiang's order, he wouldn't deliberately find trouble with Yang Fan. But when he suddenly heard Yang Fan's name here, he couldn't help it.
He watched the Young Master and A 'Nu grow up. The Young Master was his master, and he doted on him as if he was his own grandson. As for A' Nu, she was such an obedient and cute little girl. How could she not be loved?
Not only did he love Ah Nu, but he had also taught Ah Nu martial arts. He was half a teacher to Ah Nu. So, whether it was for Young Master or Ah Nu, he had absolutely no good impression of Yang Fan.
Hate was out of the question. At his age, whether it was love or hate, it was not easy. He had already seen many things lightly. But there was one thing that people who had seen through everything would not easily let go, and that was curiosity.
When he heard the name Yang Fan, his curiosity was aroused. He really wanted to see what this young man who made Young Master sad and made Ah Nu willing to die looked like. He was still not sure if this Yang Fan was that Yang Fan. He originally wanted to ask, but when he jumped in front of Wan 'er, he found that there was only Wan' er.
With a 'shua' sound, Yang Fan suddenly jumped to Wan 'er's side. The old man's sudden appearance was obviously a kind of martial arts. Yang Fan didn't know the origin of this old man, but he felt that he didn't seem to have good intentions. Wan 'er didn't know martial arts. Yang Fan was worried that she would encounter an accident. He immediately flashed to her side, gently pulled her hand, and pulled her behind him.
Lu Boyan's eyes narrowed slightly.
There was no need for him to ask anymore. Although there were people with the same surname, but in the same place, the same young, same handsome, same imposing manner, and also a martial artist with the same name, the probability was so small that it was negligible. This young man in front of him, was most likely the man that A Nu liked.
Didn't Ah Nu say that he was an official in Luoyang? In this area, very few ordinary people would come. Most of the people who appeared here were either rich or noble.
Once the identity of Yang Fan was confirmed, an inexplicable anger arose spontaneously in Lu Boyan's chest!
After he saw Yang Fan, although he still disapproved of Ah Nu's willingness to die for this person, he still had to admit that this young man did have the capital to fascinate women.
In his heart, of course, Yang Fan couldn't be compared to Young Master Jiang. In his heart, there was no man in the world who could be compared to Young Master Jiang. However, Young Master was like a banished immortal. There was always a kind of cold and noble temperament that made people stay away from him, unlike this young man who people were willing to get close to.
But when Lu Boyan saw him standing together with Wan 'er, saw his action of protecting Wan' er, and saw Wan 'er's gaze at him, with his nearly eighty years of life experience, how could he not see the relationship between these two people. So, he was angry.
Old Lu was angry and wanted to kill.
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