After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

"What are you looking at?" Yan Bingyun felt a little frightened by Yang Mei's gaze.

"It's obvious that I'm looking at you like a pig, a pig that wants to eat our cabbages." Yang Mei said unhappily.

Yan Bingyun's ears turned red, and he touched his nose with a guilty conscience: "You found out."

Yang Mei snorted: "I knew that it was my silly sister who was moved first, and you, a blockhead, only figured out your own feelings later."

This time, Yan Bingyun's ears were not only red, his face was also burning like a monkey's butt: "I, I will treat the princess well!"

He was indeed quite slow in this regard before, and Lin Wan'er was a princess, so even if she was interested in him, it was impossible for her to take the initiative.

Lin Wan'er: This princess will never be a bootlicker in her life.

Yang Mei: It’s all because of my good teaching.

Yan Bingyun: Fortunately, I came to my senses in time...

Yang Mei waved her hand: "It's too early to talk about this now. I guess the imperial decree granting the marriage will be issued in the next two days."

Yan Bingyun was a little depressed. After all, he couldn't bear to be able to let the girl he liked get engaged to someone else.

"You'll probably stop it, right?"

"Wan'er will definitely not marry Fan Xian, but I don't know how to do anything. If I take the initiative to do anything, I will be in a passive position. Others are sure that I will not hand over the inner treasury to Fan Xian, and they all speculate that I will break the engagement. How can I do what they want? They like to take advantage of what is already available, and so do I. Whoever gets impatient first will lose."

Yan Bingyun has been with Yang Mei for ten years, so he naturally trusts Yang Mei unconditionally. According to Nanqing's class concept, Yang Mei is Yan Bingyun's master, but the fact is that the two of them are just like brothers.

If one were to examine this in more detail, Yan Bingyun felt that she was still Yang Mei's mother, always having to watch people take medicine...

Based on this, Yan Bingyun was not in a hurry when he heard Yang Mei say that she would not take the initiative to do anything.

"Fan Xian has just arrived in Kyoto, and he is only interested in finding out who sent Teng Zijing to Danzhou to assassinate him. He probably doesn't have time to consider his engagement with Wan'er for the time being." Yang Mei moved the copy of "A Dream of Red Mansions" on the table a little further away, then randomly picked up an account book and began to read it.

Yan Bingyun was surprised and asked, "You really don't like reading "A Dream of Red Mansions"? Although I don't admire "A Dream of Red Mansions" as much as some people in the market, I also think that the stories in this book are refreshing."

"In terms of literary value, this is an excellent literary work. But I personally don't like to read such sad and resentful stories. I feel that the Jia Mansion is a huge brothel and Jia Baoyu is a whore living in it."

"Uh..." Yan Bingyun thought to himself, didn't he hear the whole story? Was it so exciting?

……

"Brother, this is a newly opened restaurant in Kyoto. It has many delicious signature dishes, especially the duck breast stuffed with hundreds of flowers. You will definitely like it, brother!" Lin Wan'er said happily while sitting in the carriage.

Sitting on her right was Yang Mei, and opposite her was Yan Bingyun.

"What's the name of the newly opened restaurant?" Yang Mei asked, supporting her head.

"It's called Taoranju. It's a restaurant that Ling'er and I opened together." Lin Wan'er's voice became softer as she spoke.

"Isn't that good? Why do you look like you've done something wrong?" Yang Mei was so lazy as if she had no bones.

"Because my second brother will say I'm fooling around when he finds out, and I'm afraid you feel the same way." Lin Wan'er looked very aggrieved and began to complain secretly.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Yang Mei's eyes, but he knew that Lin Wan'er was not the kind of person who would complain just because of Lin Gong's words, so this person should have said more than just these words.

Lin Ruofu has four children. The eldest son, Lin Dabao, was born with a mental disability.

The second son, Lin Gong, is 20 years old, but looks like he is in his 30s or 40s. He has a bad temper and is a bit old-fashioned. As we all know, such people are usually old-fashioned to others, but very tolerant to themselves. For example, regarding Lin Wan'er, Yang Mei knew without asking that Lin Gong must think that women should stay in the boudoir, should not go out and show their faces, and should not do business and open a restaurant. Men would not like such women...blabala.

Next are Yang Mei and Lin Wan'er.

So the question is, are Lin Dabao and Lin Gong the children of Lin Ruofu and that woman?

Yang Mei never asked, but the general consensus was that these two were the children of Lin Ruofu and his first wife. His first wife died when she gave birth to Lin Gong, and then Lin Ruofu got involved with the eldest princess Li Yunrui.

"Why do you care about him? You didn't spend his money, but you act like a nanny." Yang Mei looked disgusted, "Next time, let Dad lock him up at home."

"What kind of punishment is this?" Lin Wan'er was a little disappointed. In fact, she wanted to put Lin Gong in a sack and beat him up.

"It's not a punishment, but it's embarrassing enough. A 20-year-old man is still locked up at home by his parents. Tsk tsk, it's really embarrassing!" Yang Mei felt that Lin Gong's face would be as pale as eggplant's by then.

Lin Wan'er didn't know if she had also imagined Lin Gong's embarrassing scene, and she immediately became happy again.

We have arrived at Taoranju.

The building has a vermilion porch and is three stories high.

The group went upstairs to the private room. Lin Wan'er was one of the owners of Taoranju, so she naturally had her own private room for entertaining guests.

Yang Mei looked at the menu: "Imperial Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Splendid Shrimp Balls, Emerald Jade Dumplings, Hundred Flowers Stuffed Duck Breast, Almond Tofu, Hibiscus Dew, Chestnut and Osmanthus Soup, Bamboo Leaf Green Dew, what else do you want?"

Yan Bingyun didn't bother to be polite with him: "Add two more vegetarian dishes, stir-fried bamboo shoots and Chinese cabbage."

Lin Wan'er smiled secretly. She knew that her brother didn't like vegetables, so Yan Bingyun was forcing him to eat them.

"Then I'll also add a dish of papaya stewed with snow clam." Lin Wan'er looked at the shopkeeper who was waiting on the side, "That's all, go ask the kitchen to prepare it."

"Yes, boss."

Their box was on the third floor, with a balcony next to the street and surrounded by wooden railings. Standing high, one can see far. It was also a coincidence that when Yang Mei looked up, she saw a man carrying a bundle on his shoulders, flying to the roof like a wild goose, and then escaping into the distance without stopping.

"That's a clerk from the Inspection Institute, Wang Qinian. He has excellent martial arts skills. As long as he wants to escape, no one below the Grand Master can catch up with him." Yan Bingyun also saw it.

Strictly speaking, he is no longer a member of the Inspection Institute, but his father is still the organizer of the Inspection Institute's various events. Apart from anything else, he knows most of the people in the Inspection Institute.

"Wow, that's really amazing!" Yang Mei was surprised, "The Inspection Institute is really full of hidden talents."

But this has nothing to do with him, as long as we don't bother each other.

The dishes they ordered just now were arriving one after another, but before they had taken a few bites, they heard noisy sounds coming from the street downstairs.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! You are not allowed to sell them!"

Yang Mei and the other two looked at each other, and walked to the balcony at the same time to look downstairs.

It turns out that eating melons is human nature. We can eat later, but let’s just watch this excitement first.

Then I saw a few people dressed as guards on the street below. They had ferocious faces and snatched the basket of a man who was selling "A Dream of Red Mansions" on the street and threw it away.

"Who told you to sell this book?! Get out!"