Chapter 19 Is there any good show?

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"You!" Xiaoyu was so angry that he couldn't speak, and Feng Shuwan also looked a little ugly.

Wei Zhuang raised his head and looked at Yang Xingzhi, only to see that Yang Xingzhi nodded proudly to the waiter, who also looked back respectfully.

It turns out that Yang Xingzhi was behind all of this. No wonder he, a small waiter, dared to act so wantonly.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhuang's eyes became gloomy, and an evil sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Since you want to play, then I will play with you to the fullest!

At this time, Yang Xingzhi spoke again: "Brother, I'm really sorry. We just want to be clean when eating, so we also booked the surrounding private rooms."

After saying that, he glanced at Wei Zhuang jokingly and said, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot. There is a private room on the left side to the west that I haven't booked. Do you want to go to that room?"

"Hahaha……"

For a moment, Zhang Chan and the people behind him laughed out loud. They couldn't wait to see the angry expressions of Wei Zhuang and others.

However, what surprised everyone was that Wei Zhuang actually smiled.

"Hahaha, okay, since there is an empty private room, let's go to that one."

After saying that, Wei Zhuang calmly led Feng Shuwan and Xiaoyu to the private room on the left side of the west.

Zhang Chan and others looked at each other in astonishment. Yang Xingzhi frowned slightly and followed Wei Zhuang to the door of the Western Bakery.

When Wei Zhuang entered it, he discovered that this private room was extremely small, barely able to accommodate four people. What's even worse, this small private room had no windows and there was little air circulation.

Xiaoyu looked at the surrounding environment with some dissatisfaction, gently pulled Feng Shuwan's hand and said: "Miss, let's go, you can't accept this kind of grievance."

Wei Zhuang waved his hand: "I think this place is pretty good, so just sit here."

At this time, Yang Xingzhi at the door of the private room laughed out loud. He shook his fan and said, "Brother, Yang needs to speak a little more. You said you can endure this harsh environment, but why let the two girls suffer along with it?" .”

As he spoke, he cupped his hands towards Xiaoyu and Feng Shuwan: "The two girls are so beautiful. I really can't bear to eat in a place like this. Why don't you two come to my place? My private room is by the window, with a wide view and luxurious interior." …”

Stab——

Yang Xingzhi was still talking when a sharp sound of a chair moving suddenly interrupted him.

Feng Shuwan pulled out the chair, then calmly sat down next to Wei Zhuang, smiled slightly and held his hand. The next second, Xiaoyu also pulled out the chair and sat down next to Feng Shuwan.

The three people looked at each other and smiled. Feng Shuwan raised her head and looked at Yang Xingzhi mockingly and said, "What did you just say?"

Yang Xingzhi's expression froze, and he couldn't help it. He stared at Wei Zhuang for three seconds, then snorted and went back.

Wei Zhuang was so moved as he held Feng Shuwan's little hand, thinking that it would be his own daughter-in-law who kissed her, and the pain of these three years was indeed not in vain. And this girl, Xiaoyu, has always been on his side at critical moments and acted as a mouthpiece, and it was not in vain that he risked his life to save her once.

Speaking of which, when the waiter at the door saw Yang Xingzhi leaving, he wanted to follow him. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Wei Zhuang calling him.

"Waiter, after you collected the money, didn't you give us our order?"

"Oh, look, I almost forgot. What do you guys want?"

Wei Zhuang touched his chin, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said after a long time: "Bring us a pot of tea."

"Um, what else?"

"No, just a pot of tea."

After hearing this, the waiter's face darkened, he snorted and went out. After a while, he brought over a pot of hot tea.

In the private room, Xiaoyu stood up and poured three cups of tea.

After picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Wei Zhuang closed his eyes and hummed a tune.

Feng Shuwan laughed when she heard it: "Your music is so strange."

"Haha, isn't it different from any other piece of music you've learned, but also very catchy?"

"Yes, that's the feeling. The style of music is obviously unfamiliar, but it's unexpectedly rhythmic!"

"Then let me teach you how to sing, okay?"

"good."

"Then I'll sing a verse first and you can write down the lyrics." Wei Zhuang cleared his throat and sang: "My dear, I fell in love with you. From that day on, it was so sweet..."

"Wait!" Feng Shuwan blushed and interrupted Wei Zhuang's singing, "What's wrong with your lyrics? Why are you like this..."

"Uh..." Wei Zhuang scratched his head. It seems that Jay Chou's song is a bit too straightforward to sing in ancient times, so let's change it to an ancient song.

Feng Shuwan and Wei Zhuang sang and laughed, but Xiaoyu puffed up her cheeks on the side.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" Feng Shuwan noticed her and asked.

Xiaoyu pursed her lips, "The young lady and the emperor continue to play, I'm almost mad to death."

Feng Shuwan smiled and touched her head to comfort her: "It's good that we can go out and play happily, so why be angry."

"Humph, but that waiter is too much, and the one named Yang, who hides a knife in his smile, makes me sick to look at!" Xiaoyu said angrily, then turned her eyes to look at Wei Zhuang, suddenly showing an aggrieved look.

"Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for us. That man named Yang is going too far!"

"Xiaoyu!" Feng Shuwan said with a serious face, "Those are the children of the official family. You can't do whatever you want. Don't cause trouble for the emperor!"

Xiaoyu nodded aggrievedly, held Feng Shuwan's arm and stopped talking. Feng Shuwan looked at her helplessly, grabbed her hand and comforted her again.

"Hehehe." Wei Zhuang laughed softly. After hearing this, Feng Shuwan and Xiaoyu both turned to look at him in confusion.

Wei Zhuang lazily leaned back on the chair, held the tea cup with his right hand, curled his mouth, then looked at the two of them and said slowly: "Drink tea first, there will be a good show later!"



There is a small courtyard behind Zuixian Tower, where the owner of the restaurant lives.

At this time, the waiter hurriedly ran into a study room in the yard and looked at a middle-aged man behind the desk with a joyful expression on his face.

"Shopkeeper Xu, shopkeeper Xu!"

Shopkeeper Xu put down his brush, raised his head and looked at the excited waiter, and said with a smile: "Why are you here coming to me if you don't want to help me in the restaurant?"

The waiter came to Shopkeeper Xu and took out a money bag and a folding fan.

"This is it?" Shopkeeper Xu asked doubtfully.

The waiter smiled and whispered in Shopkeeper Xu's ear.

Two minutes later, Shopkeeper Xu's expression darkened. He pointed at the waiter and said, "You, you, Yang Xingzhi asked you to embarrass the guests and you really went? Aren't you afraid that if he embarrasses you, it's some big shot again?" Cause trouble?"

The waiter curled his lips nonchalantly when he heard this: "Shopkeeper, you are too worried. Is there anyone with a greater background than Mr. Yang in this imperial capital? Besides, there are several officials from the same family as Mr. Yang, and I have What’s there to be afraid of?”