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"There is a difference between fairies who come down to earth and goddesses who go up to heaven."
"Brother Zhang, you really understand! Here's to you!"
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The restaurant manager stood at the door with a smile on his face and an abacus clicking in his mind.
Look at the second floor, then see that the first floor is full, and listen to the voices that keep shouting for a pot of wine and a plate of food.
I already know how much I have earned now.
Poetry meetings and the like were the business of scholars. He was a shopkeeper and all he needed to do was make money from his business.
Whether it is vulgar or elegant, what does it have to do with him!
As for the fact that these scholars are full of emotions and surprises here, it doesn't matter to him!
On the contrary, I think it would be right to have more of this!!
Otherwise, how can we get these people to add more wine and food?
While thinking this, I looked at the guy again and liked him more and more. After all, this idea was thought up by this guy.
They can report to the outside world at any time what happens in the poetry reading, and they may make a lot of money.
This really has the momentum to make a lot of money!!
This child needs to be trained.
The table next to the armrest on the second floor was the same as the other tables, and the people sitting at this table were dressed in gorgeous clothes.
A handsome young man and a middle-aged scholar.
"When you taste it carefully, it does feel very much like that." The young man said with a smile, holding the wine glass.
The middle-aged scholar asked with a smile: "If you, my Lord, can study like this, you would be sitting inside now, and then I would be able to take a look at what is going on inside."
The young man who was called the Prince said immediately: "Mr. Fang, what you said really spoils the fun."
Mr. Fang smiled and picked up his glass to drink as a punishment.
After the prince drank a cup as compensation, he said, "She really looks like the goddess of the moon. What a pity. She is already engaged. Otherwise, she could have tried to steal my cousin's boyfriend. However, Su Changan looks and has such knowledge. Is he really from the countryside? Don't even mention the common people outside. I feel something is wrong when I see him now."
Mr. Fang helped pour the wine and said, "The prince lost face that day, and then Old Master Su told those adults at the small court meeting that it was our palace that spread the matter, and he was scolded by the Queen Mother and His Majesty, which made him lose face again. My Lord, you must not say this again, otherwise the prince will be furious and I will not be able to help you."
The prince smiled immediately and said, "Aren't you asking because you think you may have checked wrong, Mr. Fang?"
Mr. Fang shook his head helplessly: "There are only a few people who know that she will be the queen. Counting the younger generations in their families who they may have told, there are no more than a few dozen people in the whole capital. Everyone has been checked, and the results are the same. My Lord, do you think I checked wrongly?"
The prince chuckled.
Mr. Fang went on to say, "However, Su Zifeng's restaurant is not quiet tonight. Our people just said that four people were carried out. It seems that they either poisoned or assassinated. With so many methods, they can only think of killing. Sigh~~~"
The eldest son looked at the scholars on the first floor and said: "Actually, I don't understand. My cousin married the queen and let her marry it. If she married a woman, so what? You can talk about my father, or the queen mother?" The empress is also good, and there are a few others, why do you want to prevent people from getting married?"
Mr. Fang smiled and said, "Maybe, they don't intend to let Your Majesty make the decision on his own. Who knows for sure?"
The prince curled his lips and said, "You are such a mean guy. All the stupid ideas around my father were thought up by those people. You are the one who always gives the most ingenious plans, but you don't give out ideas easily. You say you don't know! Do you think I believe you?"
Mr. Fang smiled bitterly.
The emperor married the queen.
So what if it’s a boy or a girl!
From the beginning of the Great Xia to the present.
Emperor Tongwu was a man of both military and civil skills, and he expanded the territory of Great Xia. However, he chose to marry a man as his empress. Was there anyone who dared to say no at that time?
Emperor Ganlu was decisive and ruthless. He was the third emperor of Daxia and also the first female emperor of Daxia. He married a woman as his queen, but who dared to say no?
And the other kings.
Why is no one saying anything more?
I wouldn’t dare to do that!
After all, it's just that our little empress has only been on the throne for a short time, and they all want to bully others and are obsessed with that chair.
but.
That's just what he thought.
He didn't know whether other people had any meaning behind this.
After all, when it comes to the court, people's hearts are hard to predict.
He stopped the empress from marrying this woman and even wanted to kill her.
After all, it cannot be separated from the word "purpose".
Whatever the purpose is, the methods and means to achieve it will naturally be different.
so.
Why is it to stop the empress from marrying this woman?
Who knows exactly!
At this time, the young master of the Eighth Prince's family looked at the waiter who ran back, then looked at Mr. Fang and said: "However, it's better to stop him. Seeing my cousin sitting in that seat, I feel a little unhappy. She is going to marry such a beautiful and talented wife. What should I do if she envy and jealousy me to death?"
Mr. Fang heard this and picked up his wine glass: "What the prince said makes sense."
The prince smiled and drank a glass of wine.
Those who think too much will be tired, those who are heavy-hearted will be miserable, the most comfortable thing is to not think about anything!
Downstairs at this time
The waiter went in once and then ran out in a hurry.
then
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Ps: Chapter 24 has been revised. Readers who read it the day before yesterday afternoon can go and take a look at it again.
Ps: Update, I now have 4,000 to 6,000 words in one chapter, as you can see. One reason is that I didn’t split the chapters because I think it’s more comfortable and refreshing for everyone to read.
This is mainly the new book period, so it’s not good to update too much. Please be patient. After it is put on the shelves, it will definitely start at 10,000 words.
Ps: Finally, please read this, it is really important! ! Thank you for your help! !
Chapter 27 Early Winter Poetry Festival (Part )
The whole place was in an uproar!
Many people present looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the guy.
The person closest to him even asked, "You said that Miss Chang'an was not writing poetry, but eating? And she was eating a chicken drumstick?"
The waiter pursed his lips and nodded: "Yeah, just hold it with your hands and eat it freely. It's a bit oily, but it looks delicious."
After saying that, the guy couldn't help swallowing when he thought of the look on Su Changan's face just now.
Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless again.
Because in his mind, a beautiful woman like Su Changan suddenly appeared, sitting there with a chicken leg in her hand, eating in a very vulgar way, and he also thought of Su Changan's greasy mouth.
Just thinking about this scene, everyone wants to see it with their own eyes.
but.
Some people find it very strange!
inappropriate!
"Maybe he's hungry? After all, it's been so long." Someone said.
But everyone frowned.
After all, eating chicken legs with a meal is normal and human nature. At home, you can eat whatever you want, but
This is an early winter poetry reading!
It's such a grand occasion, and although there are wine and food, they are just decorations to liven up the poetry gathering. Just having a few sips of wine and eating a few bites of food is considered a good attitude.
And poetry meetings, poetry meetings.
They are all educated people, and both men and women attach importance to the word "elegance" and care even more about the word "gentlemanly".
In the final analysis, everyone who could be in there was aiming for the top prize in the poetry competition tonight. Everyone was trying hard to think of poems and words! They didn't even have time to eat!
Not to mention, he ate without caring about the looks of people around him.
But now
That girl, who looked like Chang'e and was the eldest daughter of a scholarly family, did just that.
"If this is really the way to eat, you'd look like a country girl." Someone whispered.
"Village girl, what the hell! You guys are so hypocritical. What's wrong with Miss Chang'an eating a chicken leg? What's wrong with eating with a chicken leg in your hand? You think the fairy in your heart is not gentle and refined, so you feel that your dream is shattered? And here comes a village girl. I think you guys are just hypocritical! You act like scholars have to be gentle and refined. Damn it, you go to the red-light district and sleep in the same bed with women. Aren't you just like jackals and beasts? And! Don't look at me as big and strong. Everyone I know knows that I am a scholar who has passed the imperial examination. Now I am studying in the Imperial College. I am also a scholar. But I don't think there is anything wrong with Miss Chang'an. On the contrary, I appreciate her even more. Why? She is not pretentious and hypocritical! Shopkeeper!! Give me a chicken, a big chicken leg! Seeing Miss Chang'an eating so deliciously, I want to eat it too!"
"Although that's the case, it's really inappropriate to eat so much in such an occasion."
"It is a bit disrespectful, but it can be done elsewhere. After all, this is an early winter poetry gathering."
"Brother Wu, please don't be angry. No one said that Miss Chang'an was wrong to do this. They were just surprised. But if you think about it carefully, Miss Chang'an had previously bought rabbits and cooked them herself. Now, at this early winter poetry gathering, she is feasting on them as if no one is around. It's really a bit strange!"
"I think Miss Chang'an may have a plan in mind, and the poem is already in her mind, but she is eating right now, I'm afraid she is really hungry. After all, if you are hungry, you must eat. As for the way she eats, don't forget that you are just relaying the story by the waiter, and we are just imagining it out of thin air."
"That's right! If you're hungry, you should eat some delicious food. Boss, give our table a chicken, too. I want a big chicken drumstick!"
……
There was a lot of discussion in the restaurant hall, and even many people on the second floor were joining in, making it noisy and lively.
but
The shopkeeper, however, was smiling happily. As people asked for chicken and wine one after another, the abacus in his mind was as fast as his current mood.
wonderful!