Chang’an Small Restaurant - Chapter 101

    A Taoist temple in Changle Square next to Chang’an East City.

    A wandering Taoist who rattled the bell and sold medicine pushed open the side door and walked in. Two pilgrims who just came out of the main hall were approached, and the old Taoist smiled and saluted them.

    “Does the Taoist priest only sell medicine, or does he also see a doctor? Will he see evil spirits?” a pilgrim asked.

    Without waiting for the old man to answer, the pilgrims began to nag, talking about his mother’s trouble sleeping and sweating at night since the Spring Festival.

    Old Daoist asked him to cut a mahogany sword and hang it in the tent.

    The pilgrim repeatedly asked how long the sword was cut, how long the peach wood would take, and whether it would hang horizontally or vertically in the tent…

    Old Daoists answer them one by one patiently.

    The Suzhou scholar Ji Langjun passed by them, smiled, and went straight to the backyard.

    Not long after, Lao Dao also entered the hospital.

    The serenity and peace of the front yard of the Taoist temple are completely different in the cross courtyard. When the old Taoist came in, they all crossed their hands and saluted.

    The old Taoist priest came to the door of the house, and a handsome boy opened the curtain for him.

    Ji Langjun was sitting on the couch drinking hot **** butter syrup. When Lao Dao came in, he asked sarcastically, “Someone is very curious, does Duke Qiao really know how to catch demons?”

    Old Dao accepted the kind and easy-going outside, and gave him a solemn look, “Shiro went to the Shenji wine shop again today?”

    “Yes.” Ji Langjun replied indifferently.

    Old Daoist took a slow breath and advised, “Your Majesty asked Shiro to come here on the flag. Shiro’s status is precious, so it’s better not to go to such a place where dragons and snakes are mixed.”

    “The one who sits on the flag…” “Ji Langjun” Li Di smiled, “I’m still just treating me as Duke Qiao, you just treat me as a decoration.”

    Li Xun smiled indifferently, “Someone is just talking, don’t worry about Qiao Gong. Qiao Gong also knows that I am young and not more important.”

    “Youth not change” is what Qiao Hai said to Li Xi at the beginning. The king of Zhao asked Qiao Hai and other aides to comment on his four sons. Qiao Hai believed that Dalang was both direct and long-term, and he was quite talented, so he could be worthy of a big job; Erlang was brave and brave, and Saburo was sincere, and he could be the assistant prime minister. Qiao Hai just smiled, “Shiro is still young, so let’s look at it later.” But now…

    Looking at the frivolous young man in front of him, Qiao Hai suddenly gave birth to some feelings of Zhuge Wuhou, thinking about what King Zhao said when he came to Beijing, that’s all, it was all for the kindness of Wang Zhiyu.

    Qiao Hai’s face softened, “Although Shiro is young, he is a descendant of a dragon and a phoenix.

    Li Di smiled proudly, took a sip from the cup, “Qiao Gong met Wang Boshen today, how is it?”

    ” “Things are not going well. Originally, the emperor had already asked people to go to Shenji liquor store to buy pot soup. Who would want to be spoiled by Qin Xiang’s side? “

    “Guerrilla General Wu Ju said that the Imperial Guard wanted to buy ebony drink from Shen Ji, but Shen Ji rejected the deal on the grounds that the Imperial Guard was responsible for guarding the emperor and had its own rules for food procurement. If he is cautious, he will not be willing to sell hot pot soup base in the palace.”

    Li Xi frowned, is that little lady so cautious?

    “The emperor listened, and his words were quite commendable for this Shen Ji. Wu Ju also said that Shen Ji later sold the recipe for Wumei Drink to the Imperial Army, and proposed to buy it as well. Forget the hot pot recipe.”

    Li Xun asked: “The emperor asked someone to buy it?”

    Qiao Hai shook his head, “The emperor said, ‘It’s just something that people can live in.’”

    Li Xing breathed a sigh of relief, it would be fine if he didn’t buy the wife, and then thought, what is “prudent” for that little lady? But it is the cunning ear of the merchant. That recipe must not be cheap, right? Or is it to hook up with the forbidden army and send personal favors? That little lady of Shen Ji is really clever…

    Qiao Hai said: “It seems that it is difficult to start from this pot of soup.” The palace cooks have their own rules, and it is very difficult to start with food. What you send in is much simpler. The forbidden army Wang Boxhen agreed to help. He was also a man who could call for wind and rain when he was the first emperor, but now Qin Xiang is so overwhelmed that he can’t lift his head.

    Li Di smiled and said: “Qiao Gong just complained that I shouldn’t go to Shenji. Now it seems that my Shenji is very suitable.”

    Qiao Hai raised an eyebrow at him.

    “Shen Ji intends to gather today’s scholars to hold a ‘wedding banquet’ before the Rites examination. With the temperament of my cousin, can you not want to come out and meet such a handsome and elegant meeting? In a prosperous age, Wenzhi Martial arts… heh!” Li Xie hummed.

    Qiao Hai also got this tip about Zhu Dingyan before, but he robbed and killed the emperor outside the palace… One can imagine how **** the capital will be at that time.

    Qiao Hai has always preferred a more “gentle” approach, rather than shouting and killing – poisoning is already the lower limit. When he was a former emperor, he used immortality to confuse his mind, use medicinal pills to change his temperament, use prophecies to confuse people’s hearts, and stand behind the emperor’s back to turn clouds and rain. .

    And Li Xian is obviously a party of favor and hatred, “We lure the emperor to Shenji, and kill this, how neat and tidy! Waiting for the imperial army Wang Boshen, waiting for your old old days, waiting for us Every year, a large amount of money is given away, but the high-ranking officials in the DPRK never do anything to help. I’m just waiting, the emperor is more and more stable in Longting, and has a lot of children, while my father is getting sicker and older…” Li Xing It is rare to show some heart, “This world should belong to my father!”

    In those days, the father of King Zhao was the direct descendant, but he was very young. Today’s grandfather is the elder, the elder brother, “the country’s chief lord”, and the last person to sit on that seat is the ancestor of Jinshang.

    Qiao Hai is too lazy to read these old almanacs, so what if King Zhao has no reason? How many heroes in ancient times are justifiable? When it’s done, these own historians will worry about it.

    “I will go to Shen Ji to see it in person, and then make a decision.” Qiao Hai was also somewhat moved.

    He has been to Shenji twice in disguise as a poor man. The chronic poison was on the way, and it had little to do with Shen Ji. The reason why he went, one was cautious, and the other was the previous time when Zheng Er and others were folded in Shen Ji in Chongxian Square.

      The identity that I use now is a child of a poor family.”

    Li Xie didn’t care, “It’s just a Shu brocade robe, the clothes of a second-class servant in the family. If you always wear that ragged child, how can you get along with that little lady?”

    Qiao Hai was a little speechless, to say that Shiro has any great benefits, it is just like this, how many girls were involved in the northern capital…

    But Qiao Hai still advised him, “Shiro don’t be careless. You forgot about Zheng Er and the others? there.”

    “I asked carefully, but it was because there were so many people in Jingzhao that they lost their hands, then Jingzhao Shaoyin—” Li Di pursed his lips, “Xu Zhen has two means. As for You said this little lady of Shen Ji, I have also dealt with twice, a woman’s family, a little clever with two points of merchants, that’s all.”

    Li Di smiled and said to Qiao Hai: “Don’t you think that Shen Ji is a dragon pond and a tiger’s den, and Shen Ji’s little lady is a long-sighted prison veteran, right?”

    Qiao Hai thought about the pretty lady shopkeeper and said nothing.