That evening, Xu Haifeng accompanied Fang Yingying to the Xiang Mansion. Along the way, Fang Yingying's face was cold, and her pretty little face was written with four big words: I'm not happy.

  As for Xu Haifeng's devoted attention, he seemed to ignore it, but when the mood struck him, he would make a few cold and sarcastic remarks, clearly still brooding over the unexpected conflict that morning.

  A beauty is a beauty; if others had treated Xi Hai Feng this way, he would have left in a huff long ago.

  He just met Fang Yingying, who felt a bit embarrassed but still followed closely. In his heart, he comforted himself that this was fulfilling the trust of his adoptive father and there was no need to argue with this little girl.

  A group of people arrived at the Xiang Mansion, representing the Fang family to celebrate his birthday. Min Zhitang personally welcomed them outside the door. Seeing that it was actually Xu Haifeng leading the way, he was secretly shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm and composed, chatting and laughing with him without any sign of hostility.

  As he entered the main hall, Min Zhitang announced his guilt again and returned to the entrance to welcome guests. Xu Haifeng thought to himself that if he wasn't representing the Fang family, how would Min Zhitang, as a prime minister, personally escort him into the main hall? From this, it can be seen that the power and status of the four major families are indeed higher than others, and he wonders how long it will take for him to reach such heights.

  The guests in the main hall were all high-ranking officials of the current government, and most of them had a connection with Xu Haifeng. Xu Haifeng put on an air of elegance and started chatting with them. Fang Yingying, on the other hand, sat down at her seat, looking unhappy and sulky. Her reputation was much greater than Xu Haifeng's, and few young and arrogant heroes in the capital had not suffered at her hands. Seeing her unpleasant expression now, few people dared to approach her.

  Xu Haifeng was talking to a young general when he suddenly saw him staring blankly at the hall door, and couldn't help but turn his head to look. It turned out that Tang Rou'er had appeared at the hall door, no wonder she could make people infatuated and forget everything. Thinking back to her intimate contact with her, his whole body was hot and his lower abdomen was also stirring, he quickly collected his thoughts.

  Fang Yingying suddenly jumped up and quickly walked over, grabbing Tang Rou'er's hand and exclaimed: "Rou'er sister, I finally get to see you."

  Tang Rou'er was also overjoyed and grasped her small hand, the two beauties whispering to each other, attracting countless eyes.

  Xu Haifeng's ears were sharp and he heard Tang Rou'er ask Fang Yingying who she had come with, and why no one from the Fang family was present.

  Fang Yingying's little head turned towards Xu Haifeng and said, "Father and Second Uncle haven't arrived, I came with him." After finishing speaking, she pulled Tang Rou'er towards the Tang family's seat, leaving Xu Haifeng and Fang Lingde's eldest son Fang Xiangzhi to exchange a bitter smile.

  Xu Haifeng shook his head and sighed twice, muttering "It's hard to raise only petty people and women" before sitting down.

  Tang Rou'er turned her head to look at Xu Haifeng, and suddenly realized that his gaze was fixed on her small mouth. She thought of that passionate kiss, and instantly two red blushes floated up to her cheeks, making her even more beautiful and irresistible.

  She walked a few steps with her head down and suddenly found that Fang Yingying's footsteps were a bit awkward, and she couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, little sister? Are you uncomfortable?"

  Fang Ying looked at Xuhai Feng sitting in the Fang family seat and said indignantly, "It's all because of this guy, see if I can spare him."

  Tang Rou'er suddenly thought of Xu Haifeng's provocative tactics and immediately thought of another aspect, she was both shy and shocked, asking: "Sister, did you actually let this wicked person succeed?"

  "What's wrong?" Fang Yingying asked inexplicably, looking at Tang Rou'er who suddenly blushed.

  "It's... it's... that." Tang Rourou was still a young unmarried woman, how could she say such words out loud.

  Fang Yingying was an impatient person and stamped her foot: "Good sister, what is it? Can't you just say it directly?"

  Tang Rou's teeth lightly bit her cherry lips, and finally a sentence came out of her mouth. Fang Yingying listened and was also deeply ashamed, pulling Tang Rou's sleeve and scolding: "Bad sister, you just let him succeed."

  It turned out that this sentence really touched Tang Rou'er's secret in her heart. Although there was no real relationship between the two on that day, and they were interrupted by Li Yanbo before anything happened, Tang Rou'er's chaste body had almost been groped all over by Xu Haifeng, a lecher. For someone with her pride and temperament, such intimate contact was undoubtedly a union of convenience.

  However, strangely enough, Tang Rou'er didn't feel particularly disgusted or sad afterwards, just momentarily ashamed and humiliated.

  Listening to Li Yanbo, Xu Haifeng's tongue was almost bitten off by her, and he was not free to have a thread of attachment in his heart. Until the imperial examination, Xu Haifeng made a mighty display, defeating several top-notch masters in just a few moves, truly awe-inspiring, from then on, his image underwent an extraordinary transformation in her heart.

  At this time, Fang Ying asked a question, and her heart suddenly accelerated for no reason. She wanted to argue with him, but didn't know where to start.

  Fang Yingying looked at her and became more convinced of her own conjecture. Tang Rourou had shown a captivating beauty since childhood, and from the age of 14, suitors came to the door one after another, even the threshold of the Tang family was trampled several times.

  However, Tang Zonghan, the old master of the Tang family, loved this young daughter the most among his several daughters. Moreover, she was also accepted as a disciple by one of the three great masters, Li Yanbo. So, he let it be known that she would be free to choose her own husband, and the Tang family would no longer interfere.

  Tang Rou'er is also a high-sighted person, and she has seen all kinds of talented and outstanding people. She never shows courtesy to anyone easily. In the capital city, she and Fang Ying are known as the most outstanding pair among the young masters of noble families, with one being gentle and the other being strong.

  After a while, most of the invited guests arrived, but unexpectedly, except for the Cheng family, not one of the older generation from the other three major families showed up. Although those who came were all among the best of the younger generation, anyone could tell that they had planned this in advance. Some people with sensitive political instincts were already speculating how long Ming Zhitang would be able to stay in his position.

  For this situation, Min Zhitang certainly had a plan in mind, but he had been in politics for decades and had long since developed the skill of remaining calm and composed. Although he was uneasy at heart, not a single hint of it showed on his face as he chatted and laughed with the guests.

  After a moment, Mr. Min stood up and laughed loudly: "Today is my birthday, I am fortunate to have invited Miss Xia Yajun, the first-line musician of the Imperial Palace, everyone can also enjoy it."

  "Today is indeed the right day, if Father knew that Yajun and everyone would agree to Minzhidang's invitation to perform the flute's ultimate skill, he will definitely regret not coming."

  Xu Haifeng had not been in the capital for long and did not even know the name of the first palace, let alone Xia Yajun. However, seeing that everyone present was moved, he asked: "Who is this Xia Yajun, to have such charm?"

  Fang Zhixian looked at him in astonishment, finding it unbelievable that he didn't know about Xia Yajun: "This Xia Yajun is the chief musician of the imperial palace, with a single bamboo flute renowned throughout the world. Her artistic attainments are unmatched in the world. However, she's naturally proud and has set her own rules, only performing one piece per month. Even royal relatives find it difficult to get her to make an exception. I wonder how much effort Fang Zhixian put into inviting her."

  "A musician can achieve such accomplishments, it's truly remarkable." Xu Haifeng listened with a heart full of admiration and great respect.

  Fang Zhishi smiled mysteriously and said: "Not only that, but this woman is not only extremely talented, but also has a reputation that far exceeds her. She is one of the Four Golden Flowers of the Imperial Capital."

  Xu Haifeng's curiosity was piqued, and after entering the capital, he either practiced martial arts diligently or accompanied Jiang Kongming in his strange experiments. Since Lin Wanyan had devoted herself to him, every night was filled with pleasure, and he didn't have a chance to experience the romantic affairs of the capital. So he asked: "Who are the four people with such a reputation?"

  Fang Zhicheng swept his hand across the hall and said, "There are two of them here. Don't say you can't guess."

  "Ah……” Xu Haifeng patted his thigh and laughed: "Not bad, if even they can't get a spot, it's really unthinkable." After finishing speaking, he swept his eyes over Tang Rou'er and Fang Yingying who were playing with each other.

  Fang Zhì's face suddenly darkened, he drank a cup of strong liquor and fell silent.

  Xu Haifeng asked strangely: "Zhi Ge, what's wrong with you?"

  Fang Zhicheng forced a smile and said: "There is also one more person, the current young princess Liu Ting."

  Little princess? Xu Haifeng immediately understood why he had such an expression, it turned out to be the little princess who was about to marry far away in Xiongnu. It seems that among the younger generation of the Great Han, they all have a lingering resentment towards the princess's distant marriage and are dissatisfied with it.

  At this time, the voices in the hall suddenly subsided, and a faint, ethereal sound of a bamboo flute floated up, its melody unremarkable at first, but gradually rising to dizzying heights. Suddenly, it shifted into a dazzling array of colors, becoming boisterous and extraordinary, like several people playing different instruments simultaneously. As it drew to a close, the atmosphere was filled with joy and jubilation, leaving one's heart feeling carefree and exhilarated.

  The music ended, and there was not a single sound in the hall. Such a zither skill has indeed reached its peak, unparalleled in the world. The reputation is well-deserved.

  Xu Haifeng was the first to wake up from his trance, shouting loudly: "Good...". He led the applause. The crowd only woke up like a dream, and the sound of calling good echoed back and forth, never stopping.

  Xu Haifeng was the first to wake up from this heavenly sheng sound, not because his willpower was the strongest among all the people present. It's just that he had listened to music of this level countless times before, and naturally developed a certain degree of immunity.

  If only considering her skills with the pipa, there is indeed no one under the heavens who can surpass Xia Ya Jun, but this does not mean that she is unrivaled in the world of music.

  Lin Wanwan's piano skills have also reached the pinnacle, not at all inferior to hers. Recently, Jiang Kongming has composed some extraordinary pieces and left behind some unbelievable performance techniques. This has caused Lin Wanwan's piano skills to reach new heights, surpassing Xia Yajun in terms of musical composition and performance level.

  Under Lin Wan's guidance, Xu Haifeng's vision has also reached a very high level. So for the masses, the rare and heavenly music is only considered to be really good in his ears.