Chapter III

"Flutter ......" A chuckle came out of Qin Yi's mouth. No one knows Yi Feng's character better than her. As soon as he said this, she understood that he was going to be a whole person again.

Qin Yi's sudden smile matched her delicate and flawless face. The eyes of the people who were focused on her fell into a trance, but no one dared to look at her obsessively, the identity of this woman was not something they could provoke.

Qin Yi obviously noticed her gaffe, and she hurriedly covered her smiling lips with her white and delicate little hands. The lips pressed by the tender white little hand made Yi Feng look stunned, wishing that he was the little hand.

Qin Yi glanced at Yi Feng with disgust, and a red cloud floated across his face.

Looking at Qin Yi's disgust, the frightened eyes made Yi Feng's heart jump suddenly, Yi Feng couldn't believe that there were such eye-catching eyes at this time. Compared with five years ago, Qin Yi's beauty has increased several times.

Yi Feng shook his head, tried to remove the eyes on Qin Yi, looked at the obsessive eyes, and couldn't help coughing a few times. Yi Feng was very dissatisfied in his heart.

Damn, Ben Shao has seen enough, who dares to watch you, I'll bring Sister Furong and Sister Feng to show you bastards.

If everyone knew what Yi Feng was thinking in his heart, he was afraid that he wouldn't care about anything, so he would beat him up first and then say: This bastard is too fucking selfish and despicable.

This cough made everyone react, and they took their eyes off Qin Yi, but they were just more amazing in their hearts, perhaps, they had never seen such a beautiful person.

Albert also reacted at this time, he looked at Yi Kaimu and smiled: "Hehe, Sir Yi's son is really powerful, so I don't know how many women I found?"

When Yi Kaimu heard Albert's ridicule, his face turned pale, and he wanted to kill Yi Feng.

"What? Sir Albert, why are you thinking so filthy, shameful, shameful. When I talk about looking for flowers and willows, I just walk around, look at the flowers along the road, the scenery, and so on, where do you think? Do you think that with the age when I was less than 12 years old five years ago, I could find a woman. Shame on you, I'm ashamed of you. ”

Yi Feng looked very disgusted, and turned sideways slightly, looking like he wanted to keep a distance from him.

When everyone saw this, they scolded in their hearts: You kid is completely misleading others, who would have thought that what you said was literal. It's just that others have nothing to say, despicable, too despicable.

Yi Kaimu's face was full of smiles at this time, and he glanced at Albert, who was flushed. He said angrily to Yi Feng: "Shut up, you mean to scold Sir Albert for having a sick brain?! Sir Albert, the child is not sensible, don't be surprised." ”

Rolling their eyes one by one, everyone with a discerning eye knew that Yi Kaimu was scolding Albert for having a sick brain, but Albert couldn't vent, after all, Yi Kaimu was teaching his son a lesson on the surface.

Yi Feng naturally understood what his father meant, and he said very cooperatively: "Father, I didn't say that he has a sick brain, the premise of having a sick brain is that he has to have a brain." ”

In a word, everyone immediately covered their mouths and laughed: This kid is very awesome at scolding. Admire, admire, admire.

Although Albert's cultivation of kung fu is not bad, he was scolded by a little kid in front of everyone as brainless and embarrassed, he also forgot his identity, and said angrily to Yi Feng: "Waste, you are looking for death!"

After speaking, his palm slapped at me across the table.

Seeing this, Yi Feng glanced at him lightly, picked up the cup unhurriedly and turned it around, pouted and said, "Looking at your old pig's liver face, I doubt that when your mother gave birth to you, she lost people and raised the placenta." ”

"Poof......

Everyone couldn't hold back any longer, and the wine in their mouths squirted out: This kid is so tough, this scolding level has reached the highest level, scolding people don't spit dirty words.

Albert's body trembled angrily, and his gesture to Yi Feng's face was a little faster.

"Touching ......"

As Yi Feng expected, when Albert's hand was about to fan him in the face, Albert's hand was blocked by Yi Kaimu: "Sir Albert, why do you want to be like a child?"

Feeling Albert's almost cannibalistic gaze, Yi Feng didn't care at all. He didn't think Albert could make much of a storm at his father's birthday party, and he didn't believe he could hurt himself. After all, a father who loves face will not let himself lose face. This is also the reason why Yi Feng unscrupulously attacked Albert.

"Ahem, placenta, don't be angry. If you don't believe me, just go home and ask your mother, and I'm sure she'll give you a positive answer. Yi Feng said unhurriedly. Albert almost fainted.

"Hehe, what a sharp mouth. Brother Yishi, your little son is not simple. A middle-aged man glanced at Yi Feng and smiled at Yi Kaimu.

This sudden sentence made Albert glare at Yi Feng fiercely, but he seemed to be quite scruple about the middle-aged man, so he didn't say a word and sat back in his seat.

Yi Feng naturally knew this middle-aged man, he was the third son of the Bran family, and according to the relationship between the two families, Yi Feng should call him uncle.

The Yi family and the Bran family are both extremely prominent families in the empire, and it stands to reason that his father, as the second son of the Yi family, should have unlimited scenery, but because he was not liked by the head of the Yi family, that is, Grandpa Yifeng, he was sent to the remote place of the shogunate city to guard the ancestral business. This is also the reason why Albert dares to go against Yi Kaimu.

If it weren't for the fact that Yi Kaimu was not liked by the head of the Yi family, and with the identity of the son of the Yi family, he would not have dared to get along with Yi Kaimu.

Unlike Yi Kaimu, the head of the Bran family is very fond of his third son. This is also the reason why everyone present is cautious about the middle-aged man, including Yi Kaimu.

"Brother Xian laughed, a waste man with broken meridians, where did he come from not to say it simply?" Yi Kaimu glanced at Yi Feng, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, isn't Gong Xiao also a spirit person, do you think there are a few people in the empire who dare to disrespect him?" The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

"Where can this rebel be compared with Xiao Gong? Xiao Gong is full of wealth, talent, and can govern the country in peace. What's more, Xiao Gong may one day, he may reach the Spirit Monarch in one fell swoop. ”

Yi Kaimu's words do make sense. Once, there were several people who were peerless in the world and reached the Spirit Monarch in an instant. The temptation of the Lingjun level has made countless people fall in love with poetry and songs. In addition, the empire selected talented and learned scholars as officials to govern the country. As a result, the literati industry has developed tremendously. It has a glorious trend of literati in the Tang and Song dynasties of China.

In fact, there are also painters, dancers, and singers who also reach Lingjun in an instant. But the lure of imperial official positions made the number of poets overwhelm them.

In Yi Feng's view, all this is an inevitable product. Although this is a world where strength is respected, people can't always cultivate, they always have to rest, they always have to find fun, and human nature is ultimately for enjoyment. The cultivation of strength is not also for the comfort of oneself. However, there is no modern technology to control the charm of the continent, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, looking for flowers and willows are naturally the first choice for people to have fun. It's strange that poetry and songs don't rise.

As for the pinnacle of some industries, Yi Feng is not surprised that he has reached the level of Lingjun in an instant. There have been many myths in China, there are swordsmiths who soar in the daytime, there are monks who sit on the ground and ascend, and there are warriors who break the void......

When a person's soul reaches a certain level, it is not impossible for heaven and man to be one. And various occupations have also become a bridge for them to unite nature and man.

It's just that there are few people who can achieve the unity of heaven and man after all. Even a few of them have become legends. Therefore, Yi Feng scoffed at their so-called Xiao Gongneng to become a Lingjun.

Of course, although it is a legend, after all, it is remembered, and there are people who have gotten into the road that was once said to have been walked like moths to fire.

However, a playful smile flashed at the corner of Yi Feng's mouth: Is the so-called Xiao Gong really so remarkable? If I steal some Tang poems and Song lyrics to fight him, I don't know how miserable he will lose. I don't know how the world will shock the big teeth.

When the middle-aged man saw the strange smile on the corner of Yi Feng's mouth, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said to Yi Feng: "Nephew, do you think that Xiao Gong can't reach the monarch level?"

Yi Feng smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Shi, don't talk nonsense, Xiao Gong is the best in the world, and he may be able to achieve it." ”

The middle-aged man smiled weirdly, this kid is really interesting, 'Maybe he can reach it', doesn't he mean that it is very slim to be able to achieve it?!

"Hehe, what the virtuous nephew said is right, I don't know what ideals the virtuous nephew has, have you ever thought about surpassing Xiao Gong?" The middle-aged man seemed to be very interested in Yi Feng, and looked at Yi Feng with a smile and smiled.

His words made Qin Yi, Yi Mu, Yi Liu and the others prick up their ears, and they focused their eyes on Yi Feng one by one, obviously they also wanted to know what Yi Feng was planning.

Yi Feng stretched his waist, yawned, slapped his mouth lazily, and said with a very lazy attitude: "Uncle Shi doesn't think that with my age of less than seventeen, it is so difficult to answer such a profound question from you." What's more, is Xiao Gong so good at surpassing?"

Yi Kaimu looked at his youngest son with the lazy state that made him extremely annoying, and he couldn't help but snort. However, he was very satisfied with Yi Feng's last sentence. At least this rebel is not arrogant enough to say that he can surpass Xiao Gong. Xiao Gong is an unsurpassable existence in the empire?

When the middle-aged man heard Yi Feng's words, the smile on his face was even better: This kid used a rhetorical question, did he mean that Xiao Gong was not unsurpassable? Yes, that's right, this kid meant that. Crazy, crazy. It's interesting, though.

"What the virtuous nephew said makes sense, but you still tell me what ideals you have, right?" I think everyone wants to know?" The middle-aged man still looked at Yi Feng with a smile on his face and said, his expression was extremely kind, but Yi Feng was not used to it.

Yi's mother also interjected at this time: "Yes." Feng'er, just tell me what you want to do in the future, and your mother can help you arrange it. ”

Looking at Qin Yi, Yi's mother's hopeful eyes, Yi Feng yawned, glanced at Albert, who was looking at him with contempt, and then smiled slightly, and said with a faint smile: "Do you want to listen to the real or the fake?"