Hsu Fengnian dismissed it with a smile and asked Sweet Potato to put away the letter. He took two pots of wine and walked out of the courtyard to the Tide-listening Pavilion. Every time Xu Fengnian saw the plaque with the words "Grand and Magnificent" written on it, he felt uncomfortable. If it was just the nine-dragon plaque alone, it would be fine, but there were two other plaques with the words "Flying Dragon" written on it. Everything in the world was afraid of comparison, which made the nine-dragon plaque seem even more inferior. When Xu Fengnian was fourteen years old, the old emperor, who had died unexpectedly, could be said to be a man of great talent and bold vision, but his handwriting was really not flattering.
Hsu Fengnian thought of his second sister, Xu Weixiong, who also wrote like an earthworm rolling in mud. He could not help but lament that if his second sister was a man, the three hundred thousand cavalrymen of Beiliang would be firmly in the hands of the Xu family. No matter if Hsu Fengnian was really stupid or not, he would not be able to escape.
Hsu Fengnian pushed the door open and walked into the Tide-listening Pavilion hall. He said helplessly, "Second sister, your anger should have subsided by now, right? If not, I'll go to Shangyin Academy and let you scold me. "
Other than drinking with White Fox's face, he also went through the ancestral records of the Taoist Master's residence on Longhu Mountain. Among the four Taoist masters of this generation, Huang Man'er's cheap master, Zhao Xituan, was the second in seniority, but he had the least real power. On the surface, it was Zhao Danxia, the national preceptor, who was the leader of the world's Taoist sects. However, it was said that Zhao Danping, the national preceptor, was not easy to deal with. This Taoist master spent most of the year preaching in the capital, and his various immortal deeds were known to the children. His reputation was not inferior to Zhao Danxia's. The last one, Zhao Xiyi, was the most senior, but it seemed that no news of him was leaked.
Every family had its own difficulties, let alone the residence of a Taoist master with countless Taoist scriptures.
Hsu Fengnian wanted to go upstairs today to find out more about the residence that said, "No one can be a Taoist master unless they are related to my clan". The outside world only knew that the Tide-listening Pavilion was an armory, but very few people knew that the pavilion's collection of insider information was even more flourishing.
Hsu Fengnian arrived at the second floor. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw a fresh face. It was an old man with a broken arm. He was short, had a goatee, and was wearing an old and tattered sheepskin coat. He stood on his tiptoes and struggled to pull out a martial arts secret manual. He dipped his saliva and opened it to read.
Hsu Fengnian could not feel any flow of Qi, so he decided to make a joke. He tiptoed over and whispered, "Old brother, are you here to steal books as well?"
The old man ignored him. He read ten lines at a glance and flipped through the book extremely quickly. The only sound that could be heard in the quiet loft was the sound of him flipping through the pages.
Hsu Fengnian stretched out his head to glance at the book, wanting to see the contents clearly. The old man was cautious and stingy, so he moved the secret book away from him.
Hsu Fengnian put on an act and stuffed a few books into his bosom. He kindly reminded the old man, "Old brother, don't look. Take as many books as you can."
The old man tightened his sheepskin coat and ignored His Royal Highness as if he were deaf.
Hsu Fengnian whispered, "Didn't you see the face of a white fox? Isn't that the man with the saber who is more beautiful than a beauty? His temper is extremely bad. Let's take it easy. Be careful or you'll have to bear the consequences. "
The old man finally raised his head and glanced at His Royal Highness with his cross-eyed eyes.
Hsu Fengnian pretended to be friendly and put his arm around the old man's shoulder. He said with incomparable enthusiasm, "Old brother, the secret manual upstairs is even rarer. I've bribed His Royal Highness' maid in the prince's mansion, so I'm relatively familiar with the place. Can I take you there?"
The old man's cross-eyed eyes were even more serious, but he did not avoid Hsu Fengnian's rude action.
He seemed to be rather disdainful of the good intentions of this "peer" beside him.
Hsu Fengnian was just about to speak when he suddenly felt suffocated. He turned around and saw that not only was the white fox present, even Xu Xiao and his master Li Yishan were present. Behind Xu Xiao were six pavilion guards who looked as if they were facing a great enemy. This is?
The white fox slowly walked over and stared at Hsu Fengnian as if he was looking at an idiot.
The great pillar state Xu Xiao did not approach. He only bowed slightly and said softly, "Fengnian, I'll have to trouble you during this trip to Beiliang."
When and where did the dynasty's only king with a different surname, the King of Beiliang, treat someone so respectfully?
Even Grand Secretary Zhang Julu, who was at the peak of his power, didn't have such qualifications, right?
Hsu Fengnian, whose hand was still on the old man's shoulder, stiffened.
The white fox was enjoying the show, his peach blossom eyes filled with schadenfreude.
Hsu Fengnian secretly glared at the white fox and slowly withdrew his hand, returning the books to their original places.
Hsu Fengnian glanced at Li Yishan, who had made an exception to come downstairs. The latter shook his head with a smile, his eyes indicating that he had no comment.
The great pillar state and Li Yishan left together. Hsu Fengnian clearly sensed that the six experts who were guarding the Tidehark Pavilion for different reasons had relaxed their breathing and were no longer tense.
The white fox imitated Hsu Fengnian by putting his arm around Hsu Fengnian's shoulder and said with a smile, "His temper is unusually bad. Take it easy, or you'll have to bear the consequences."
Hsu Fengnian wanted to turn around and hug the white fox's shoulder, but the latter dodged and explained awkwardly, "I misheard. His temper is extremely good, extremely good."
The white fox left in a carefree manner and climbed up a ladder, continuing to read the books on the second floor.
In the end, only His Royal Highness and the cross-eyed old man were left. One was confused and the other was pretending to be mysterious.
Hsu Fengnian thought for a while and felt that he had finally figured it out. He slightly distanced himself from the old man of unknown origin and said cautiously, "Old brother, are you the expert Xu Xiao invited to fight the old monster suppressed under the Tidehark Pavilion?"
The old man narrowed his eyes into slits and remained silent.
Hsu Fengnian pretended to be mysterious and said worriedly, "Old brother, this is dangerous. What benefits did Xu Xiao promise you? If it's small, don't agree. The great demon suppressed under the pavilion is quite formidable. He has three heads and six arms, can swallow clouds and spit out fog, and can move mountains and overturn seas!"
The old man was about to stuff the secret manual into the bookshelf, but he paused and let go. Strangely, the book was suspended in the air and did not fall!
The cross-eyed old man turned around and left, annoyed by Hsu Fengnian's annoying chatter.
Hsu Fengnian's face turned pale. He muttered to himself, "Please don't tell me you're that old monster from the netherworld."
The old man's hoarse voice reverberated in the attic, "How did Xu Xiao, the butcher, have a son like you? Interesting. "
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