As the leading restaurant in Yangdu, Furong Restaurant naturally has different ways of entertaining guests of different levels.
The lobby on the first floor mainly entertains ordinary people, and the main dishes are high quality and low price. The second floor is a private seat, specially opened for VIP customers. Regardless of nationality, region, skin color, or black and white, as long as you are willing to pay, you will definitely have a seat. The requirements for the three-story box are even higher. They must not only be rich but also have status and status. In other words, nouveau riche who only have money and poor nobles who only have status will not receive them.
Val's mouth had not been closed since he entered the box. The waiter from Furong Building quickly brought in more than twenty plates of colorful, crystal clear snacks that looked like works of art. The sweet aroma made Lin Sui'an dazzled. A handsome young attendant stood at the door of the inner room, showing them a standard business smile with eight teeth.
"Boy, please use it slowly."
Val: "Ms. Lin, what have you done?"
Lin Sui'an: "Successfully saved someone."
"who?"
"It seems to be called Shirou Kaiya."
Val's jaw dropped, "You won't offend him, will you?"
Lin Sui'an: "Who is he?"
Val's expression was a little cryptic: "The Hua family, the most unique among the five surnames and seven sects, is the most unique Hua family Shiro. He is only sixteen years old and the number one dude in Yangdu. There are countless legends about him. Why spend a fortune to become an oiran, spend a fortune to become a confidant, spend a fortune to become a beauty, spend a fortune to become a horse, spend a fortune to become a precious sword, spend a fortune to become a treasure--"
"I understand." Lin Sui Anxin said. This man almost had the words "If you have spare money, come quickly" carved on his forehead.
The door to the inner room opened, and a brand-new Hua Yitang came out. The round-neck gown was as white as snow. It was unremarkable at first glance, but as he moved around, you would find that the material of the clothes was very strange. As the light angle changed, It showed completely different patterns and textures. If you look closely, it turns out that the white shirt is covered with five or six layers of gauze as thin as cicada wings. Each layer of gauze is embroidered with different patterns with white silk, layer upon layer. When it falls, it can form a magical effect that changes with light and shadow.
But even such extremely showy clothes pale in comparison to Hua Yitang himself. He is still a teenager, and his facial features are already extremely handsome. The sun casts a hazy halo on the bridge of his nose, ears, wrists, and fingers. His dark pupils are larger than ordinary people, and he looks over with long eyelashes. When he was walking, Lin Sui'an felt his eyes hurt.
This person is like a spotlight that shines anytime and anywhere, too dazzling and too dazzling.
Val's eyes wanted to fly out and stick to Hua Yitang's face. If an ordinary person was stared at like this, he would definitely be a little embarrassed, but Hua Yitang was obviously not an ordinary person, and his expression was quite content, and he looked at it with a smile He came over and stopped shaking the fan.
He was so dizzy from the fall that he couldn't see clearly. He could only tell that the "savior" was a young woman. Looking at it again now, he saw that the benefactor was about the same age as him, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a heroic figure, and a short sword at his waist. She is a heroine who walks around the world, but for some reason there is a trace of disgust in her eyes when she looks at him...
Hua Yitang quickly checked his appearance. He was wearing a curtain-shaped light frost shirt and Xunmei Moon boots. They were both new and scented with Wuji incense. The fan was also a carefully selected Nanyuan Chun fan. , no disrespect at all.
Hua Yitang was relieved, and smiled a smile that dazzled countless Yangdu girls, "Why don't my benefactors eat it, but it doesn't taste good?"
This question was even worse. The benefactor frowned and looked away.
Hua Yitang sped up the frequency of shaking the fan, and his personal attendant Mu Xia understood the idea, and immediately ordered three incense burners to be brought over. The lingering fragrance highlighted Hua Yitang's impeccable face, as if a fairy had come to the world. .
Sure enough, it worked. The benefactor looked over again and seemed to smile.
It's a pity that he couldn't hear Lin Sui'an's thoughts at this time, otherwise he would have vomited blood.
Lin Sui'an: What is this person doing? Are you planning to smoke yourself into Jinhua ham?
Hua Yitang: "How do you call your benefactor?"
Lin Sui'an: "It doesn't matter."
"Is the benefactor a native of Yangdu?"
"no."
"Why did my benefactor come to Yangdu here?"
"Hang around."
"When did my benefactor come to Yangdu?"
"unimportant."
"What kind of food does my benefactor like to eat?"
"casual."
"..."
Val was dumbfounded as he watched the questions and answers between Hua Yitang and Lin Sui'an. Lin Sui'an's expression became more and more impatient, Hua Yitang's smile became stiffer and stiffer, and he felt more and more on pins and needles.
"Huajia Silang," Lin Sui'an couldn't bear it anymore and went straight to the point, "If you want to thank me, you don't have to beat around the bush like this."
"Eh?"
"Just spend a lot of money."
Hua Yitang's fan fell off because she couldn't hold it firmly, and her smiling face also fell off without holding on to it.
Val: "Cough cough cough cough!"
Lin Sui'an picked a piece of pink snack and stuffed it into his mouth. It melted in his mouth and he was very satisfied. "Can these be packed?"
Hua Yitang: "...Yes."
Val burst out laughing.
"Silang, we have fished the people out!" A bunch of white-haired young men came in. They were Hua Yitang's former followers. Lin Sui'an was originally wondering why these people were missing, but then he realized that they were going there. Get people.
The two men, one black and one white, who were pushed in by them were the two men who had chased Hua Yitang before. They were both over the age of ten and similar in stature. They were all wet and shaking in black clothes, while the eye sockets in white clothes were bruised. .
A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes pointed at the man in white and said with a smile, "Bai Shun, you can be considered a scholar after all. Don't you think it's embarrassing to use such despicable methods?"
Bai Shun looks ordinary and stutters a bit: "You, there are many of you, and I can't defeat you. What's so surprising about it?"
The big-eyed young man looked at the man in black again, "Yan He, is it cold? Do you want to light a brazier for you?"
Yan He spat, "Hua Yitang, you can hide from eleven but not fifteen! Sooner or later Yangdu will be our world!"
Hua Yitang had a smile on his face, waving his fan slowly and said, "Mu Xia, give Mr. Bai a bowl of tea. Take my coat and put it on Yan Erlang."
Mu Xia immediately complied.
Hua Yitang’s followers were not happy and said one after another:
"Shiro, do you want to settle the matter again?"
"They were too aggressive this time!"
"It's just a few lines of poetry, but it's actually a knife!"
"If you hadn't reacted quickly, Shiro, the consequences would have been disastrous."
"It doesn't matter," Hua Yitang smiled harmlessly, "It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. It's not a problem to keep fighting like this. Please invite Mr. Bai family and Yan Erlang to rest here and have some tea. Let's have a good time. Let’s talk.”
Yan He was quite proud and actually sat down to drink tea. Bai Shun's eyes averted as if he was scared.
Lin Sui'an watched the excitement with great interest, and did not forget to pack snacks while eating, "Are these two people having a holiday with Hua Yitang?"
Val sighed: "Yangdu is rich and full of dandies. They usually don't do business, but love to get together and cause trouble. They are basically divided into two factions. One faction is headed by Hua Yitang, most of whom are young masters from merchant families. Bai Shun and Yan He belong to the other group. One faction is led by Feng Yuyi, whose grandfather was once a high-ranking official in Yushitai, and now his uncle is the Minister of Rites, and most of his followers are children of the gentry."
Lin Sui'an was a little surprised, "Isn't the Hua family one of the five surnames and seven sects?"
Why did a high-ranking nobleman become the representative of a businessman?
Val lowered his voice, "That's why we say that the Hua family is the most unique among the five surnames and seven sects. Every one of the Hua family is a weirdo, and they never act according to common sense." Speaking of this, Val looked around and said, " Madam Lin, these two groups of dandies have been fighting for several years, and they are both equally difficult masters. Let’s retreat first.”
Lin Sui'an was chewing snacks, his eyes shining: "It's here, let's take a look."
According to Val, she thinks there will be a lot of fun later.
Looking at Hua Yitang, he was chatting happily with Bai Shun and Yan He, smiling and letting go of grudges. The dudes in Hua Yitang's group were very unhappy and sat on the sidelines worrying.
Lin Sui'an noticed that the big-eyed young man just now was missing.
"That man's name is Pei Shijun, the seventh son of the Pei family. Almost all the wine shops and tea shops with the best business in Yangdu are under the control of the Pei family, including this Furong House." Waldao.
Sure enough, this is Hua Yitang's territory. Lin Sui'an continued to watch the excitement with peace of mind.
After two rounds of tea, Bai Shun relaxed a lot, and Yan He's clothes were dry. The two of them were holding their airs and preparing to leave. They kept talking about it and Hua Yitang suddenly said, "Hua has heard in the public these days. I find these two poems quite meaningful. I wonder if you have heard of them before?" He stood up, waving his fan and walked on the sidewalk, "The fragrance of books hides the smell of color, which makes you faint, and you come out of the literary world with a filthy voice."
Yan He and Bai Shun's expressions changed.
Hua Yitang frowned, "Looking at your faces, could it be because of these two poems that you came to kill me?"
Bai Shun: "Hua, Hua Yitang, don't pretend to be stupid, it's just you who did it!"
Yan He: "How can you bear the charge of slandering the Feng family?"
"Ah, when did I say that this poem has something to do with Feng?" Hua Yitang banged her fan rhythmically? "Ah, ah, you mean this poem is about the Feng family? Ah, ah, did you already know that the Feng family is harboring filth?"
Bai Shun: "I, I, I, I never said that!"
Yan He: "Don't talk nonsense!"
The dudes from the Hua Yitang sect also started making noises. One side said, "What a scholarly family, it's the stuff of pigs and dogs." The other side said, "It's really enlightening. I actually came to accept the scolding." Others said To sum up, "There are no three hundred taels of silver here, so don't bring it up yourself" and so on.
Lin Sui'an poked Val, "What kind of poem is this?"
Val: "The Feng family is the most prestigious scholarly family in the Tang Dynasty, and the Feng family private school is even known as the literary school of the Tang Dynasty. There is a saying that four out of ten scholars in the world come from the 'literary school'. But I have never heard of this poem before. I've heard of it, it must have only become popular in the past half month. The person who wrote the poem was so insulting, he almost didn't point his finger at the Feng family and cursed them."
Interesting, I wonder if there is a rule here that 500 retweets count as spreading rumors. Lin Sui An said.
Yan He jumped to his feet anxiously, "It's nonsense and spewing blood. This poem is not about Feng!"
Bai Shun: "No, no, no, no, no!"
"Oh~ did everyone hear it?" Hua Yitang asked, "They said this poem is not about Feng."
All the dandies said: “Hear that!”
Pei Shijun walked out of the inner room, followed by several young men in white. They all held a stack of paper in their hands, which was full of handwriting. Hua Yitang picked up a piece of paper and read, "Today the Bai family's husband and the Yan family's Erlang There is a saying: The crooked poem that has been popular recently, "The fragrance of books hides the smell of color, which makes people faint, and the filth comes out of the literary family" has absolutely nothing to do with the Feng family in Yangdu. I hereby inform the people of Yangdu." After reading this, he raised his eyebrows slightly. , "Pei Qilang, how many pages have you written?"
Pei Shijun: "Five hundred pages."
Bai Shun and Yan He's faces turned pale, "Hua Yitang, what are you going to do?!"
Hua Yitang sighed, "Brother Feng and I have known each other for many years. Naturally, we cannot just watch him being framed. Naturally, we must clear his name. Pei Qilang, let all this go."
"Hua Yitang!"
"S-stop, stop!"
Bai Shun and Yan He yelled and rushed over, but it was too late. Pei Shijun and the other dandies laughed and scattered the statement out of the window. Like flying flowers flying across the moon, they spread all over the sky, attracting passers-by to pick them up and watch them, and the laughter resounded. Jiuchu River.
"Hua Yitang, you're going too far!" A man in a blue shirt kicked in the door, followed by another group of fair and tender young men, who were obviously the legendary Feng Yuyi and his group.
Hua Yitang leaned against the window lattice, with a bright and dazzling smile, "Brother Feng came just in time, Hua just refuted the rumors for you."
Feng Yuyi was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, "Hit me -"
Not to be outdone, Hua Yitang raised his fan and shouted: "Let's go together -"
The two groups of people let out earth-shattering roars and struggled together. They slapped their mouths, pulled their hair, teased their vaginal legs, bit their ears, and spit.
Val was dumbfounded: "Lin, Mrs. Lin, what should we do now?"
Lin Sui'an packed up the last snack and stood up with Qian Jing in hand.
Hua Yitang held Feng Yuyi's hair with his left hand, pressed his right knee against Feng Yuyi's stomach, and waved the fan desperately with his right hand to call Lin Sui'an, "Benefactor, benefactor! Help me!"
Val: "...won't you help?"
Lin Sui'an neatly opened a path through the crowd and walked out.
"Hey, hey, benefactor, save people and send Buddhas to the West—shit, Feng Yuyi, you dare to bite me! I'll bite you! Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
Hua Yitang's scream was thrown far behind by Lin Sui'an.
It's none of her business. Although she likes to watch the fun, she never wants to get involved in it.
*
An hour later, Mu Zhongcai arrived late. The big fight on the third floor has long ended. It's strange to say that these dandies made such a fuss. The guests on the second and first floors seemed to be familiar with each other. They were eating and drinking. When they were done, they were supporting each other and squirting. When the saliva left, he still commented clearly.
"Guess who won today?"
"I guess it's Huajia Shiro. Look at how happy he is smiling."
"Feng Jiaerlang's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot, he must have lost."
"You said that these second-generation ancestors really have enough to eat and have nothing to do. They have a small fuss for three days and a big fight for five days. They are not tired from fighting, but I am tired of watching them."
"Shiro Huajia is a little too much. Why don't you write limericks when you have nothing to do? Feng's face is the most important thing. Isn't this a quarrel with him?"
"That poem was really written by Shiro Kaiya?"
"He didn't know it before, but today's commotion must be something Feng is responsible for."
These rich second generation people really have too little time to do their homework, Lin Sui An said.
"Ms. Lin, have you really met Huajia Silang?" Mu Zhong asked.
Lin Sui'an glanced at Mu Zhong with some doubts. He had already asked the same question three times.
"What exactly does Duke Mu want to say?"
Mu Zhong shook his head and smiled, "I just feel that the fate between people is quite magical."
Lin Sui'an: "Huh?"
Mu Zhong stopped talking and smiled meaningfully, making Lin Sui'an laugh out loud and get goosebumps all over his body.
After the evening meal, based on Mu Zhong's recommendation, Lin Sui'an chose an inn called "Yunlai" in Shuxingfang in the east of the city to stay. He wanted to take a short rest and then go to the famous Yangdu Night Market at night. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. When he woke up again, he could faintly hear the banging on the door. Lin Sui'an's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them even after several attempts.
The banging on the door became louder and louder:
"People inside, open the door! Open the door quickly! Open the door! Open the door!"
"If you don't open the door again, we'll unload it!"
Lin Sui'an suddenly felt dazed for a moment, as if she was still lying in the inner room of Luo's house. The room was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and when she turned around, she would see Luo Shichuan's body.
Lin Sui'an opened his eyes with excitement. Almost at the same time, the door of the house was knocked open, and seven or eight bad guys in black clothes and red belts rushed in. Before Lin Sui'an could even get up, a knife was cut across his neck. .
"The murder suspect has been captured and sent to prison immediately!"
Lin Sui'an: Oh, here you go again? !
