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 Zhongmo's disgusting tricks, so he smiled and said, "Come, I will teach you how to use your talent. First, you should learn how to use the Yinjiangbei skillfully. With the Yinjiangbei, it will be much more convenient for you in the future."
As Fang Yun spoke, he took out the Yinjiangbei that he had used before and gave it to Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan's face flashed with surprise, then she shook her head and said firmly: "Although I am not as educated as you, I know very well how precious the Yinjiangbei is. One piece of Yinjiangbei is worth a wealthy family! The value of Hanhubei is equivalent to the literary treasures of great Confucian scholars, and the Yinjiangbei is even higher than Hanhubei."
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, the human race will have more and more seashells. Of course, the level of swallowing seashells will always be scarce. As for drinking river shells, I have quite a few."
"I don't believe it." Yang Yuhuan stared into Fang Yun's eyes, trying to expose him.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and touched the Swallowing Sea Shell, and saw more than ten Drinking River Shells appear, held in the air by his talent.
"This... where did you get so many? Could it be fake? I heard that ordinary semi-saint families usually only have one or two Yinjiangbei. This thing is too precious, and even the Dragon Palace cannot produce it in large quantities."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I told you that I entered a ruined dragon city and got a lot of good things from it. These River Drinking Shells are among the treasures. However, most of these River Drinking Shells belong to the dragon clan. They need to be transformed before they can become Talented River Drinking Shells for human use. I will ask the Dragon Palace to help transform them in a few days. Take them."
As Fang Yun spoke, he stuffed the Yinjiangbei into Yang Yuhuan's hand.
"Thank you, my husband." Yang Yuhuan gently stroked the Yinjiangbei, feeling as sweet as if she had eaten honey. Even the Queen Mother could only use the Hanhubei through the scholars in the palace. The Yinjiangbei of Jing State had always been kept in the treasury, and the king could not use it privately. She never thought that she would completely surpass the Queen Mother and could already use the Yinjiangbei.
Fang Yun said: "Close your eyes first. Feel the talent in your heart. At this time, your mind will be connected with the talent, and then you control the talent and send it into the Yinjiangbei, so that you can open it."
"Well, I'll try." Yang Yuhuan closed her eyes, her expression constantly changing.
Fang Yun was not in a hurry. He picked up a piece of dragon meat with chopsticks and chewed slowly, all the while looking at Yang Yuhuan.
Not long after, the Yinjiangbei in Yang Yuhuan's hand suddenly opened, revealing a gap, and a faint white light shone out of the gap.
Yang Yuhuan suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the Yinjiangbei in her hand, smiled happily, revealing her white teeth.
"The banquet is almost over. These divine delicacies cannot be wasted. You should put them all in the Yinjiang Berries." Fang Yun said.
"Ah? Is this okay?" Yang Yuhuan glanced at the guests in front of her, feeling a little embarrassed.
"There's nothing wrong with it. It's just like what I said before. Hold the Yinjiangbei in your hand and let the Yinjiangbei release its power to suck things in. Let's start with the divine fruit platter first." Fang Yun said.
"Yes." Yang Yuhuan held the Yinjiangbei obediently and carefully activated her spirit. Then she saw a ray of light coming out of the Yinjiangbei. She put the platter made up of several kinds of magical fruits such as the longevity fruit into the Yinjiangbei.
"Success!" Yang Yuhuan cheered softly, then gently stroked the texture on the Yinjiangbei, unable to let it go.
"Then put all these things into your Drinking River Shell." Fang Yun said.
"What about you?" Yang Yuhuan asked habitually.
In the most difficult days for the two of them, she would think of Fang Yun first, even if it was an egg.
Fang Yun patted his swallow sea shells and smiled, "Of course I have enough. Besides, there are some things I can eat but you can't. I have more than you. Hurry up."
"Um!"
Yang Yuhuan nodded slightly and began to control the Yinjiangbei, putting the auspicious dragon and phoenix into it first.
The auspicious dragon and phoenix was made of a dragon and a fire bird. It was more than ten feet tall and looked like a rockery on the dining table. Its sudden disappearance attracted the attention of many people.
Then, people started looking towards Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan, and saw Yang Yuhuan holding the Yinjiangbei and slowly collecting the divine dishes on the table.
"Fang Xusheng is really willing to give up..."
"When it comes to pampering women, he claims to be second to none. I surrender!"
"Just wait and see. In a few days, the singing girls from all over the human race will compose their own songs, singing something like 'Marry someone like Fang Yun'."
"If I have a son, I hope he will be like Fang Zhenguo, and if I have a daughter, I hope she will be like Yang Yuhuan!"
"Alas, if we were not away on important business, none of us sons of noble families would be able to get the Hanhu Shell. Madam Fang, on the other hand, actually has the Yinjiang Shell. That's the Yinjiang Shell. A space of ten feet square is enough to hold anything!"
Yang Yuhuan took away all the dishes on the table, feeling satisfied, with a faint blush on her face.
The banquet ended in the afternoon.
Everyone stood up and watched Fang Yun holding Yang Yuhuan's hand and getting into the Longma luxury car.
The dragons and horses snorted together, then raised their heads proudly and slowly drove towards Quanyuan.
"Fang Yun, don't hurt your waist!" Li Fanming shouted with a wicked smile.
The whole street burst into laughter.
In the carriage, Yang Yuhuan threw herself into Fang Yun's arms, her face flushed.
At the gate of the palace, Ao Huang muttered in dissatisfaction: "Nu Nu, how can you manage the world and the land and me now? We have to go back to Quanyuan anyway, so what's wrong with riding in the same car with them?"
“Oh oh oh…” Nunu waved his little paws, threatening Ao Huang.
"Forget it, I won't bother with you! Alas, it seems I can't sleep with Fang Yun anymore."
"Puff..."
Several people nearby were drinking water or alcohol, which spurted out.
Fang Yun’s relatives and friends were all at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The wedding banquet ended successfully.
That night, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan began to write "couplet poems" again.
The hibiscus tent is so warm that it doesn't matter if the swallows carry wet mud.
Butterflies can be seen flying through the flowers, and dragonflies are flying slowly on the water.
The slender waist of Chu is light in the palm, and the strings of the zither are played with hand language.
The sounds of the strings are like whispers, and new orioles can be heard everywhere in the garden.
The spring eye silently cherishes the trickle, the tree shadow shines on the water and loves the gentle sunshine.
The little lotus has just shown its pointed tip, and a dragonfly has already landed on it.
The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
The silver bottle broke and water splashed out, and the iron cavalry rushed out with swords and guns ringing.
…
The two of them wrote all night long until the sky in the east turned pale and Yang Yuhuan ran out of ideas. Then they both fell asleep exhausted.
When he got up in the morning, Fang Yun first found Fang Daniu and whispered to him to change the bed, not to let it hit the wall, and to change it to a sturdier one, preferably one made with mechanical engineering, and to repair the wall at the same time.
For the next three days, Fang Yun stayed at home, ignored everything, and stayed with Yang Yuhuan.
Fang Yun devoted himself to writing "couplet poems" with Yang Yuhuan and never got distracted. The rest of the time, he was always doing two things at once, reading in the world of strange books. This is the most powerful part of the literary mind, and Fang Yun didn't want to waste it.
On the morning of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan tidied up the Quan Garden, then got on the Longma luxury car and took their family to the Chen Sheng family, preparing to use the Chen family's literary passage to return to Shengyuan.
Before he even reached the door of the Chen family, Fang Yun received an urgent document sent by the Holy Academy.
"To cooperate with the Northern Wolf Slaughter's offensive, the demon world is sending hundreds of millions of demons 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 bright red.
(To be continued.)