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Yonghe Tower is located on the prosperous Yongle Street in the East Market. Like Shuiyun Tower, it is a famous restaurant in Kyoto. It is tall and straight, with carved lacquer buildings and glazed tile roofs, and it is dazzling and resplendent.

There is a carving of a lucky beast on each side of the main entrance of the restaurant, and a huge red horizontal plaque is hung on the door lintel, with the two big characters "Yonghe Tower" inscribed on it. The strokes are powerful and majestic, and they were written by a top scholar in the previous dynasty.

The reason why Yonghe Tower is more famous in Kyoto than Shuiyun Tower is that the storytellers in the tower are unique in Kyoto. Not only are their stories novel, but their writing is also brilliant.

Most of them were poor candidates who had failed the imperial examination. Because they failed the exam, they could not enter the court to serve as officials, and they had no means of livelihood in Kyoto. If they returned to their hometown and waited for three years before returning to the capital, the cost would be double. Therefore, they stayed in Yonghe Tower to tell stories for a living, and at the same time reviewed their studies, preparing to take the exam again three years later.

The owner of Yonghe Building also gained a good reputation among the scholars in Kyoto because of this righteous act.

As you enter the restaurant, what comes into view is a spacious and bright hall decorated with gorgeous mahogany furniture. In the center is a round pillar that is half the width of the room. Going up the stairs, there is a table, which is the storyteller's desk.

The walls around the hall are covered with exquisite calligraphy and paintings, showing the elegance of literati and scholars.

The first and second floors of the restaurant are equipped with private rooms, which are beautifully decorated. Each room has its own unique style and theme, where guests can enjoy delicious food and wine and talk about life.

A meal in such a luxurious restaurant reached a sky-high price of one hundred taels of silver. After all, two taels of silver were enough for ordinary people to live on for a year.

Pei Yi was happy. For a money-loving person, a hundred taels of silver was already a large sum of money. The fact that A Yuan invited him to Yonghe Tower for dinner was a difference between how A Yuan treated him and how he treated others.

Because Pei Yi was in a wheelchair, the two of them chose a private room on the first floor where they could listen to stories better. When the bamboo curtains on the window were rolled up, they could see the storyteller on the round stage in the center of the hall.

Although the storyteller was a poor scholar who failed the imperial examination, he did not look shabby at all. Even his coarse linen clothes managed to look elegant and noble by him.

Xie Zhichan thought to himself, this is probably what it means to be a man of culture and elegance.

Since she was the one treating, the right to order the food was given to Pei Yi. She lay on the windowsill, holding her cheek, and listened carefully to the storyteller.

I just heard that the storyteller was telling today was "Shi Runze Meets a Friend at Tanque". The content of the story was very simple. It was about a man who returned the silver he found to its original owner. Later, when he encountered difficulties, he got help from the owner of the silver, who funded him to do silk business and made him rich.

Although the content of the story is very simple, the storyteller is very talented in writing. The rhythm of the adapted story line is ups and downs, and some of his own comments and opinions are quoted from classics. It is obvious that the storyteller is a well-read person.

Xie Zhichan listened with great interest and couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity that such a talented person would fail the exam."

Although Pei Yi was ordering food, he was also paying attention to Xie Zhichan. Seeing that she was absorbed in listening, he also paid some attention.

After hearing what Xie Zhichan said, I felt the same way.

He couldn't help but ponder again. Although he had never taken the imperial examination, he had studied well before going to the battlefield. As long as he could pass the examination, he would be able to pass the examination. He knew the standard line for selecting scholars in the imperial examination of the Jin Dynasty.

Although there are some deviations in the examiners' preferences, they are mostly in the more subjective questions such as policy essays. In addition, there are several other subjects that require students to recite the Four Books and Five Classics, which will not be affected by the examiners' preferences at all.

This person's essay writing ability is at least at the second-class level. Even if some examiners do not like his essay, he will not fail the exam.

At this moment, a dandy's voice suddenly came from a private room: "What nonsense is this! I heard that the storytellers here are all failed candidates, and they come here because they tell interesting stories! I've been listening for so long and still don't understand what's interesting about these stories!"

The storyteller on the round stage was named Yang Zhuoyan, and he was indeed the failed candidate in the imperial examination this year.

He lost his father at a young age, and his mother died of illness due to overwork before he went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Since then, he has made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings, and supported his own studies. He finally saved enough money for the journey, and this year he went to Beijing to take the imperial examination, hoping to pass it in one go and be assigned an official position in Beijing or something like that.

Unexpectedly, he failed the exam. Since he had no one to take the exam at home, he became a storyteller in Yonghe Tower and stayed in Kyoto, waiting to take the exam again in three years.

He was a talented and arrogant man in his hometown. After falling into poverty, although he did not lose his backbone, he lost some of his arrogance. After hearing the dandy's ridicule, he just politely asked the other party's name: "May I know who this gentleman is?"

The dandy boy stood in front of the window of the second-floor box, fanning himself lightly with a fan from Liu Yanzhai. Xie Zhichan glanced in his direction.

He recognized that this person was You Jingyu, who had enjoyed the happiness of having many wives in the Princess's Mansion that day. He felt that the fan from Liu Yanzhai in this person's hand was like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung.

She didn't check the almanac before going out today, so she has to wash her eyes when she gets home.

Yao Jingyu said arrogantly, "I am Yao Jingyu, the son of the Minister of Rites."

The storyteller replied, "My name is Yang Zhuoyan. I don't know what Master Yao wants to hear. If I can tell the story, I can satisfy you a little."

Yao Jingyu smiled obscenely and said, "I want to hear the secrets of the courtesan's tent. Can you tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhuoyan blushed, then frowned and said, "Forgive me for my ignorance. I only know that scholars should keep themselves clean, so I won't tell you stories about the place of prostitution. But if Master Yao can let me go to his house to observe, maybe I will tell you."

Yao Jingyu was a notorious lewd and lustful man in Kyoto. He had concubines one after another in his house, and he particularly liked to spend a lot of money to buy the virginity of the courtesan on the Qingbo River. There were two concubines in his courtyard who were redeemed from the pleasure boats.

Yang Zhuoyan's words undoubtedly dragged his face down and trampled on the ground. He was so angry that he put away his folding fan and ordered the thugs who followed him: "This man can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. Go up and teach him how to talk to Master Yao properly when he meets him."

The thugs responded and jumped out of the window of the box, landing right on the round platform where Yang Zhuoyan was. They lifted Yang Zhuoyan up from the bench, pressed him to the ground and started beating him, shouting, "You bastard, let me teach you a lesson. Next time you see our master, rinse your mouth before you talk!"

Yang Zhuoyan did not beg for mercy when he was beaten. He just held his head, holding his head with a rage in his heart, and shouted: "You lawless bastards! Either you kill me today, or I will go to the government office to sue you!"

Yao Jingyu laughed happily after hearing this: "Hahahaha, you can't tell a story, but you can tell jokes. My father is the Minister of Rites, my aunt is the current Empress, my grandfather is the Minister of the Central Secretariat, my great-aunt is the current Empress Dowager, oh~ and my father-in-law who I picked up for free is the Minister of War. Go to the Official Service Office to sue me, and see which office will accept your complaint!"

Xie Zhichan and Pei Yi were listening to Yang Zhuoyan's storytelling in the box, but they didn't expect to run into this unlucky guy Yao Jingyu. Thinking that He Ying wanted to marry this bastard to A Yuan in the Princess's Mansion, Pei Yi hated this guy more and more. He really didn't beat this guy enough when he was a child!

Xie Zhichan originally didn't want to confront You Jingyu again, but he didn't know that Yang Zhuoyan had no wisdom to fight against evil forces and was only full of bookish air, so he had to order Yueyan to save people.

Xie Zhichan was also curious as to why the Yao family had become so popular because of this guy's work at the Princess's Mansion. Why did the Yao family let this stupid guy wander around so soon after the marriage with the He family ended?

She asked Pei Yi, "Yao Dongwang is the Minister of Rites after all, so why doesn't he discipline his son?"

When Pei Yi first told Xie Zhichan about the network of relationships in Kyoto, he only talked about the relationships between these people, but did not go into detail about the situation of each family individually.

Only then did he tell her in detail about the situation in the Yao family: "Yao Dongwang's wife is the Queen's biological sister, so the Yao family dared not take a concubine. Yao Dongwang gave birth to three daughters before he had this son. Madam Yao was injured when she gave birth to Yao Jingyu and could no longer have children. Therefore, Yao Dongwang has only this one legitimate son. Madam Yao dotes on him very much, and Yao Dongwang is powerless to control him even if he wants to."

Xie Zhichan understood. Isn’t this the drawback of intergenerational education? The elderly doting on their grandchildren without limits will only backfire on the family itself in the end.

The Yao family is still the laughing stock of Kyoto, and now Yao Jingyu dares to make trouble again. This unfilial descendant will sooner or later bring disaster to the family.