Tiangong Qi Tan Zhi Shu Lake

Seeing that he was subdued, Ning Zhengrong didn't linger too much in the cabin, and cupped his hands: "The general will retire."

Immediately, the murderous aura that filled the cabin gradually faded after he got out of the cabin, and the students who were stunned by the murderous aura also came back to their senses.

Han Mo asked Cheng Nanjun in a low voice: "Who is this man? He has such a murderous aura."

"Ning Zhengrong." Cheng Nanjun rolled his eyes, because he was his defeat, so he didn't want to mention this name very much.

Han Mo blurted out and exclaimed, "Yan Luoning of the Tenth Temple is a majestic one?"

"Yes!" Cheng Nanjun was taken aback after speaking, and then glanced at Han Mo with an unbelievable expression on his face, "Could it be that he is also famous in your literati circle?"

"That's not true." Han Mo paused, and then said, "I just... heard Yu Xuanzi say about him."

Hu Changjian quickly interjected, "Is that Yu Xuanzi dancing in the plate? Is he Yu Xuanzi's best friend?"

There was gossip in his tone, and even a bit of contempt, "Even I know that the general at the border is not allowed to return to Beijing unless the emperor ordered it. The military order sneaked back to the capital? I was also shocked."

Since Ning Zhengrong led the army, he has fought in all directions on the battlefield. He is only 25 or six years old now, and has a high reputation in the army. Everyone in the Iron Armored Army says that Ning Zhengrong is the most qualified to succeed Cheng Yao in the future. Become the commander-in-chief of the armored army.

Although Cheng Nanjun didn't want to mention Ning Zhengrong's name, in his heart, after all, Ning Zhengrong was under his father's account. Violating the military order was to tear open the iron armored army's military discipline. Humph" and said: "my father runs the army, rewards and punishments are fair, orders are strict, and discipline is strict. If anyone in the tent dares to leave his post without authorization, it will be a death penalty. Even Ning Zhengrong will not be excused. If he really did it for a prostitute If I return to Beijing without authorization, I will definitely report to my father and ask him for the crime of beheading..."

When Han Mo heard the beatings and killings, he felt ashamed, waved the folding fan in his hand, and interrupted: "No, no, Miss Yu Xuanzi just said that when she came to the capital from the Western Regions, she was kidnapped by sand bandits. General Zhengrong single-handedly broke into the bandit camp, picked out the leader of the bandits, and rescued her, so this Yu girl admired him unceasingly, and guarded her body like a jade for him until today..."

Cheng Nanjun didn't know much about the relationship between men and women, but he understood half of it, and rubbed his nose, "No wonder my father said that Ning Zhengrong didn't want to go back to Beijing. It turns out that there is a famous prostitute in the capital who loves him."

He, Han Mo, and Hu Changjian walked back while continuing to say, "A great hero is still afraid of women? Are women more fierce than sand bandits?"

As soon as the three left, Jiang Chuan finally relaxed. At this moment, a figure flashed in front of him.

It was Fu Yu who came back again. He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of Jing Jing tea, patted his chest, and looked frightened: "The battle of the third young master of the empire is so majestic, it scares me so little that I'm still jumping!" Well, especially that majestic Ning just now...what's wrong with Ning?"

"Ning Zhengrong."

"Yes, Yan Luoning of the Tenth Palace is Zhengrong."

Jiang Chuan didn't look at Fu Yu, sipped his tea and looked out the window, and said casually, "Didn't you call him in?"

Fu Yu also said in a casual tone: "General Ning has good ears. I just accidentally broke a cup. I didn't expect to lead him in. Otherwise, I wouldn't have seen this frontier God of War. I heard that he is a brave man. Invincible. By the way, brother Jiang, if you face him, can you beat him for a hundred rounds?"

Jiang Chuan's heart tightened, but there was no reaction on his face, and he asked, "What did you say?"

"Cheng Nanjun can be regarded as having seen the world. It is said that he has a challenge book of Jianghu masters, which contains a list of masters from various sects and factions to challenge. In the past few years, he has challenged [-] or [-] Jianghu masters..." Fu Yu gave Jiang Chuan a meaningful look, touched his chin with a puzzled expression, "He shouldn't be mistaken."

"If the next weak scholar dares to challenge the God of War in the army, wouldn't everyone be able to challenge me, the God of War? And your palace guards, wouldn't they be ranked No.1 in Cheng Nanjun's Challenge Book of Jianghu masters? "

Fu Yu said: "It's because I have bad eyesight, I can't tell who is a master."

After speaking, the two each smiled.

Jiang Chuan became more cautious in his heart, thinking to himself, before he figured out what this person's purpose is, he must not take it lightly.

At this time, a servant brought the meals. The meals in the college are mainly light, three dishes and one soup, boiled red amaranth, fried lotus root, steamed pork ribs and beef soup, and a dim sum of fried young sandworms.

Jiang Chuan loved to eat red amaranth, so he ate a few more chopsticks. Fu Yu was only interested in deep-fried young sandworms, dipped in pepper powder, and ate more than a dozen of them, saying that they were delicious, crispy, and delicious.

Most of the cabins are rich kids, and all of them are used to delicacies from mountains and seas, so the meals in the academy seem to them crude, but they just shook their heads and sighed: life is not easy, the young master sighed.

But the third young master of the empire wrote the word "dislike" on his face nakedly.

Cheng Nanjun said unabashedly: "Are the meals at Shangfang Academy begging for food? The young master wants to eat meat, big pieces of meat."

Han Mo even complained: "I've heard it for a long time that Wu Chou donated 20 gold to Shangfang Academy. It stands to reason that Shangfang Academy can be regarded as a big business. There are plenty of money. Why did the first meal make me smell poor? Son? Two vegetarian dishes without a trace of oil, one piece of meat wrapped in flour, and this beef soup, with a total of three beef cubes? And these tableware, rough and crude, unsightly, even if you don’t use the Changqing official kiln Is it okay to use Runan official kiln for porcelain? Is it possible that Prince Xian summoned young talents from all over the world to gather us together and live a hard and simple life?"

On the contrary, Hu Changjian smiled slightly. He didn't feel much about these meals because he brought his own chef.

When he set off from Qingzhou that day, he brought 20 people with him. The chef of Hu's family was the former royal chef, and he made palace recipes. Hu Wansan was afraid that his son would not be used to the food outside, so he specially arranged for it and brought it with him. Ingredients, spices, if it wasn't for the Iron Armored Army not allowing the entourage to board the ship, he would have asked the chef to cook to entertain everyone on the ship.

But fortunately, he had already prepared. The chef got up early today, prepared the meals according to his requirements, and packed more than a dozen food boxes on board.

At this time, he leisurely asked the servants on the boat to bring the food box over, and opened it to see what venison, vegetable python, sea cucumber, hash toad, rouge goose breast, milk tuckahoe cream, fresh honeydew melon, and some A good wine that has been in the jar for a hundred years...

Everything was dazzling, and the aroma was tangy. Seeing this, the students next to them felt that the food in their hands was not fragrant.

Hu Changjian enjoyed this feeling, and wanted to use it to win over the relationship. He stood up and clasped his fists at the crowd: "I, Hu Changjian, from Qingzhou, are destined to be able to walk with you today. I hope you will take care of me in the future."

Everyone in the cabin cupped their fists to return the salute.

Hu Changjian said again: "These foods are made by the chef in my family. The chef's surname is Liang. He has been an imperial chef for generations. His cooking skills are exquisite and can still be eaten. Today, Mr. Hu treats guests, and I would like to ask you to show respect."

Han Mo also stood up, and said loudly: "Today, the whole audience will be treated by Mr. Hu."

"Wait a minute." Hu Changjian interrupted, pointed at Fu Yu and Jiang Chuan, and shook his head, "Except for them, the others are free."