Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

The world is big, but it is not as important as face. Fengji yielded shamefully. Of course, before nodding, he insisted on clarifying one thing: "It's stealing, not stealing. Can the things of our fox fairy family be called stealing?"

Wen Jiao: ...Why does this line sound familiar?

In order to entertain the newly appointed guard, Wen Jiao specially asked Aunt Shen, the number one cook in the small kitchen of Wanhua Tower, to personally slaughter several chickens, cook, fry, boil, pan-fry and steam them, using all her skills to make a delicious whole chicken feast.

The fox king Fengji's eyes were wide open. He resisted the urge to swallow his saliva while being polite to Wen Jiao: "How can I be embarrassed to call you such a generous hospitality?"

"The true way to entertain guests is to make them happy." Wen Jiao said politely.

"You guys chat first and I'll start eating!" Huo Linger was even more impatient than Feng Ji. Seeing that the fox was still wasting time and trying to say something to Wen Jiao, the crystal lion didn't hesitate and just said this before starting to wolf down the food.

Feng Ji saw that she only scraped away half of the scallion chicken, and scraped away half of the mushroom chicken. The whole fox was immediately in trouble. If he hadn't been concerned that Huo Ling'er was also raised by Wen Jiao, and that the owner was the one who could beat a lion, he would have cast a spell to make Huo Ling'er shut up.

Wen Jiao saw that his face was still facing her, but his eyes kept sliding towards the dishes. It was obvious that his heart had already flown to the chickens on the table. She smiled secretly in her heart: "It turns out that foxes all love to eat chicken."

Without delaying his meal, she said, "The food will inevitably lose its taste if it gets cold. Sir, start eating first. It won't be too late for us to talk while we eat."

A table full of chickens, here comes the Fox King!

Fengji's chopsticks immediately reached for the dishes happily, and his movements were so fast that they left countless afterimages, vowing to grab a few more bites before the table of delicacies was eaten up by the ignorant lioness. For a while, the sound of chopsticks moving was endless, and at first glance, the little sounds were connected into a long and dense line, which stunned the maids serving.

Just when Fengji was trying his best to snatch the food from Huo Ling'er, Huo Ling'er burped a little. Her cheeks were flushed from eating. She put down her chopsticks and uttered two words in ecstasy, "I'm full." After that, she turned around and returned to her original form. Mingxin picked her up with ease and put her into Wen Jiao's makeup box.

Fengji looked at the mostly untouched dishes on the table, then looked at the maids' faces that couldn't help laughing, and his whole fox expression went blank. After a moment, he slowly lowered his head, almost burying it in the bowl.

So this lioness has such a small appetite, why is she eating so fast? She is causing this fox king to lose his dignity!

Wen Jiao suppressed her laughter: "It seems that today's dishes really suit your appetite. Suxin, go back and give two strings of silver coins to Aunt Shen in the kitchen and tell her that it's a reward from me. Also, ask her to pay more attention to the vegetarian food for Jiang Liuer."

"Don't worry, miss. We dare not neglect Young Master Sun's meals in the kitchen. I keep an eye on them every time I go back to serve meals. Aunt Shen specially used a stove that is not usually used, and all the pots, pans, and bowls are new and clean." Liu Cui heard it and said loudly.

Wen Jiao nodded: "He probably likes to drink some wine, don't forget to send him a pot."

"Is your son practicing in the mansion now?" Feng Ji asked. This time he moved his chopsticks at a normal speed and ate very politely, as if the person who had just snatched food from Huo Linger was not him.

Fengji had a very good impression of Xuanzang. After all, a person who could remain calm and not roll up his sleeves to hit others even when his master scolded him several times as a bald donkey must be well-mannered.

"That's not the case. He has been staying at Jingye Temple all the time. He sent me back from Hua'e Zhenghui Tower that day and was asked by my mother to stay with him for a few days. He will return to the temple tomorrow." Wen Jiao said.

Xuanzang had been staying in the prime minister's residence for a while, and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Yin Kaishan and Madam Yin took turns to take him out to eat and drink, and he gained a lot of weight in a few days. Seeing this, Yin Yuan wanted to take him to the parade ground again.

Yin Yuan was born to Yin Kaishan and his wife in their middle age. He was only four years older than Xuanzang. Although he was called nephew and uncle to Xuanzang, he actually treated him like a younger brother. He thought he was too gentle, so he took him to practice wrestling, archery, and horse riding, and also encouraged him to return to secular life.

Xuanzang was already exhausted and frightened by what he heard. He refused again and again and insisted on going back to Jingye Temple. Yin Kaishan and his wife tried to persuade him, but it was useless. They had to agree to send him back to Jingye Temple the next day.

Wen Jiao had only to wait for Feng Ji to be entertained before she prepared things to send Xuan Zang back. Yin Wen Jiao had left behind a small box filled with rattles, tiger-head shoes, tiger-head hats, small bellybands, porcelain dolls and other things for children, all of which she had secretly saved without telling Liu Hong, based on her son's age and preferences.

Wen Jiao was going to give this box to Xuan Zang. This was Yin Wen Jiao's longing for him for fifteen years, although the latter had probably crossed the Naihe Bridge.

The next day, Xuanzang left. He refused the embroidered monk's robes, gold and jade food utensils, and fragrant wooden Buddhist beads prepared by his grandfather's family, and only took the small box of Yin Wenjiao. When the driver who sent him back to Jingye Temple came back, he said that his eyes were swollen from crying.

Things in this world are always so hard to accept.

The next few days, Wen Jiao spent them in chaos. It turned out that Feng Ji was a good person, but his pendant named Yuan Tiangang was really troublesome. On the third day after successfully kidnapping Feng Ji as a guard, Wen Jiao received the third wave of collective resignation applications from the maids who were sent to Xuanji Pavilion.

"This time, was it because the leaves in the bamboo forest were not cleaned up and three leaves were missed, or was it because the tableware in the lunch box was not washed clean and there was residual food smell, or was it because the swallows under the eaves dropped two drops of bird droppings and they were not cleaned up in time, and there were only two clean towels prepared for wiping hands next to the chessboard?" Wen Jiao held her forehead with her hand as she felt a headache.

As the person in charge of selecting maids for Yuan Tiangang, Ming Xin was also numb: "This time they said they disliked them for gathering together to sweep leaves for a long time and not leaving. The odor was too strong and mixed up the fresh air of the bamboo forest."

"How did he live to this age?" Wen Jiao couldn't help but ask.

Feng Ji, who was standing by, covered his face with his hands when he heard this: "This Fox King has also been curious about this for a long time."

Ming Xin began to worry: "We have to keep looking for people. Yuan Ling's pickiness has spread. It was not easy to get these ten people last time. This time we have to start all over again. It's not easy to find a maid who is diligent, quick, clean, and good-tempered."

Wen Jiao was startled by her resentful tone. She thought about it for a while with a guilty heart, then made up her mind and asked Feng Ji, "Does Yuan Ling have the habit of choosing his own seat?"

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment: "Yes. Especially recently, because he calculated the auspicious location for His Majesty, he stayed up all night for ten days, which ruined his body. He can't sleep in the middle of the night if there is a little disturbance around. Why is Madam asking this?"

Wen Jiao rubbed her temple and said unhappily, "Don't ask me. If you ask me again, I will really back out."