8. Duke Song's fondness for beauty and Duke Ye's fondness for dragons

Professor Song said with a frown: "The vixen! The vixen has come to my door!"

"It's not convenient to talk on the phone, come out. I'll be waiting for you at the café near your house." Lao Song's voice was urgent, and Feng Junzi let out a helpless sigh as he got dressed and went out

Professor Song was moved and asked, "When will we leave?"

Professor Song seemed to be in no mood for jokes, muttering to himself: "I didn't expect her to come looking for me. I met her last year at the Longan Festival in Fujian. You haven't seen this woman; once you do, you'll understand. She is like a legendary seductress from a picture book, the kind of allure that no man can resist, not even me—well, I won't say more. That feeling is truly wonderful, even though I feel quite uneasy inside, but it is indeed very—"

The Wind Gentleman is not a fool; he has already understood and said, "The one who can stir Old Song's heart must certainly be an extraordinary beauty. Even I am curious to see her."

The gentleman Feng had no choice but to ask Professor Song earnestly: "So what do you want to do now?"

The Wind Gentleman smiled: "It turns out that Lord Song's lust is just like Ye He - Tu - Lord Shu's fondness for dragons. You can't hide from me, and fortunately, the lady of the house has not been home these past few days." At this point, he suddenly had a brilliant idea and said to Professor Song: "I have a great idea. Would you be willing to accompany me on a trip to the south, just to investigate local customs?"

Feng Junzi: "Since you are eager to leave now, let us depart today."

Professor Song seemed to disregard Feng Junzi's tone and continued, "Although the feeling of an affair is pleasant, its charm lies in the very act of secrecy. Now she has actually come to Binhai to find me; how can you expect me to react? While such matters are no longer considered news, they are still quite troublesome for me."

The Wind Gentleman, both angry and amused, then asked: "Last night we were still discussing the vixen, and now a vixen has crawled into your bed? Seeing your frowning expression, is it because the other party has body odor?"

"Professor Song, what happened to you?" Feng Junzi asked anxiously before even sitting down in the café.

Feng Junzi patted Professor Song on the shoulder and said, "This is easy to handle. I will take care of it. Let my friend Zhou Songfu arrange the library responsibilities. I happen to need an expert like you to accompany me."

The Wind Gentleman did not know what had happened to Old Song this time, so he could only say anxiously, "Old Song, please don't rush, take your time to explain."

Professor Song hesitated and said, "There is indeed time, but there is no inviting organization, and the school will not provide funding"

The next morning, Feng Junzi was still fast asleep when the urgent ringing of the phone broke the silence. Groggily, Feng Junzi answered the call, and the other party immediately exclaimed, "Feng Junzi, I am in trouble!"

Feng Junzi was abruptly awakened by this sentence after a night filled with chaotic dreams about ghosts and foxes, feeling as if he had been haunted for the past three days. Every morning, he received the same phone call while still in bed. The first day it was Qin Xiaoya, the second day it was Zhou Song, and today it was Professor Song

Professor Song replied: "I can only temporarily avoid it for now. Although this is not a solution, I can only use a delaying tactic for the time being. She came with the inspection team; can I hide at your place during this period? Although I really want to see her, it cannot be in Binhai, and I am also afraid of other matters. I haven't dared to answer her calls, whether they went to the school first or to my home."