Adoption brings disaster

Since it's a private restaurant, not everyone can eat there. What's more, I look like a domineering nouveau riche who is hated by everyone. The store owners are so disgusted with me that how can they still do business with me?

But my personality now is very domineering. If I want to eat, I will never give up unless I hit a wall, so the following scene happened.

Not far from the East City Gate, there is an inconspicuous private restaurant. A second-generation Haichuan family member passed by with a carefree attitude and suddenly became interested in the restaurant, and decided to take care of its business.

Just as he was about to walk in and order a table full of dishes, take a bite of each, and then arrogantly ask the waiter to pour all the dishes into the swill bucket in front of him, the guard behind him stopped him and whispered in his ear: "Master, this is a private restaurant. We won't entertain guests without recommendations. Let's go to another place."

The young master refused to comply. He snorted at the guard with his nose in the air, pushed the guard away, and was about to kick the door open to go in.

The guards saw this and were afraid that their master would get into trouble and bring bad luck upon themselves, so they quickly tried to dissuade him, saying, "The master asked me to watch over the young master, but you can't do anything that lowers your status. How can such a shabby restaurant be worthy of the young master's status? If others knew about this, wouldn't they laugh at the young master's poverty?"

After hearing this, the young master paused for a moment. After thinking about it, it seemed that it was just as the guard said. With his status, entering such a small shop was really a demotion. So he turned around and was about to leave without recognizing anyone.

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly emanated from the second floor of the restaurant. Someone said, "Don't be fooled by the plain appearance of this place. The chef here is from the palace. Only we are experts in fine goods. Those nouveau riche only care about wearing gold and silver. How could they find such a good place?"

After hearing this, the young master turned around and wanted to enter the restaurant. When the guard tried to stop him, the young master slapped the guard in the face. The young master was quite strong, and the slap sent the guard flying five meters away, scaring the people who were watching the excitement from a distance away and making them scatter.

As soon as the young master entered the restaurant, he was immediately greeted by a beautiful and graceful lady. She said in a soft and polite voice, "This gentleman must have come to the wrong place. This is a private restaurant and we only welcome friends. We regret that we don't have the resources to accommodate such a distinguished guest as you. We are afraid of neglecting you. Please move on to a better restaurant."

If others heard this, they would naturally leave politely to save face for each other. At the very least, they would insist on staying here for dinner, either by coaxing or tricking. However, this young master was so domineering that he was like a fool, so naturally he was extraordinary.

He took off the gold ring on his hand and stuffed it into the woman's arms, saying naturally, "You're talking about a private restaurant? It's just a trick to make more money. Take this, it's equivalent to half a year's income. I'm going to eat here today, so you should kick everyone else out. They are so poor, how can they eat in the same restaurant with me?"

After hearing this, the smile on the woman's face froze. She was neither in a good mood to smile nor not to smile.

The people I usually receive are all scholars. Although they speak arrogantly, none of them are so arrogant. I was at a loss for a moment. Fortunately, the shop owner saw the situation here and rushed over.

The shopkeeper came over, picked up the gold ring, and weighed it. He smiled and said, "This guest is truly generous. This ring must weigh at least two ounces. I really like it. However, we really don't have the ability to make such a fortune. We can't resort to such swindling tactics, don't you think?"

This made the rich second generation happy, and he said, "You guys are so ignorant. I don't know how many rings like this I have to throw away every year. It doesn't matter. You can serve the dishes casually. I will just treat it as throwing money into the water."

The shopkeeper's mouth twitched when he heard this, but fearing that this rich second-generation would cause trouble, he could only continue to smile and say, "Sir, you are very generous, but the Ministry of Justice's clerk, Mr. Zuo, often comes to our shop and always teaches us that you get what you pay for and that we should not be greedy. I really want your ring, but I cannot disobey Mr. Zuo's teachings, so I have to inconvenience you."

"What are you talking about, Master Left and Master Right? I've never heard of them before. They're just sour and pedantic talk. You absolutely cannot listen to them. Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson: If you don't make money, you're a bastard. Frame this and recite it every day."

The young master threw down another ring and said, "Take this and let a famous person write it. I don't believe anyone can resist money."

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't move, the young master suddenly became angry and took off several rings and threw them at the shopkeeper's face.

The shopkeeper probably hadn't encountered such a thing for many years. He didn't react immediately and took it with his face.

The ring was not light, and the young master attacked with hatred and force, so the shopkeeper could not withstand it. In an instant, the shopkeeper's face was blue and purple, and there were two big lumps on his forehead.

The shopkeeper looked so funny that the young master burst out laughing. He said, "Look, doesn't this guy look like a Yaksha from the sea?"

How could the shopkeeper not be angry after being beaten and ridiculed like this? He moved his fingers twice, and people gathered inside and outside the restaurant, probably wanting to teach the young master a lesson.

Looking at the people outside watching the excitement, they all hid far away when they saw this situation. It seemed that as long as the shopkeeper gave the order, this young master would be beaten so badly that even his own mother would not recognize him.

Seeing the situation, the guards were afraid that something might happen if the commotion continued, so they quickly persuaded the young master to sit aside and whispered to the shopkeeper, "This man from our family is the second generation of the Haichuan family, blessed by the Sea God. I believe you have heard of them. They are the best at cursing."

When the shopkeeper heard about the curse, he backed off, but after suffering such a great humiliation, he couldn't just let it go. He was conflicted for a moment.

Seeing this, the guard continued, "I see that the shopkeeper is also a man of great integrity. I don't think he's afraid of this curse. I'm just worried that the young master will curse your close friends. What will we do then?"

The shopkeeper, hearing this, naturally took advantage of the situation and pretended to be worried, saying, "According to this chivalrous man, what should we do about this matter?"

"Why don't you host my young master?" The shopkeeper frowned immediately after hearing this. The guard continued, "The rings my young master gave me can at least repair your three buildings. When the time comes, you can just push the buildings down and rebuild them, and then call it..."

The guard and the shopkeeper made up a few words about the young master, and the shopkeeper also thought it made sense. The guard said, "Not only will the restaurant be better, but you will also get a lot of money. The world will admire your integrity. Why not do it?"

I heard everything clearly from the side, but pretended not to hear. After they finished talking, I walked over pretending to be impatient and was ready to make trouble.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly took me to the private room on the second floor and asked an ugly servant to serve me, while he went to comfort other guests.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, the guards started ordering dishes. They were all Sichuan dishes, and they were extremely spicy. Eating them in this kind of weather was perfect because it made you sweat all over.

This restaurant acted extremely quickly. Not long after, the owner, who hated me so much, actually brought incense himself, but did not light it. He just put it aside. When the guard saw it, he brought the incense to the window and lit it with a special method.

I saw the incense filling the whole room with fragrance along with the smoke, and I couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't expect you could play with incense, you are really talented."

The guard ignored me, glanced at the shopkeeper, and sat down opposite me casually.

The shopkeeper no longer had any trace of arrogance. Instead, he hurriedly and excitedly saluted and said happily, "I'm so glad that my master is safe and sound. This morning, news came from the Ministry of Justice that my master had escaped from prison. I was so nervous that I was about to close the restaurant and think of a way to find my master."

"First it was a show, then the rumors, and next should be a city-wide manhunt," His Royal Highness Prince Yong said nonchalantly. "Only the Crown Prince could pull off something this old-fashioned. There's really no innovation at all."

"Master, someone will be leaving the city to deliver food. He is a relative of the officer guarding the west city gate. He can send you out for some money, but you will have to inconvenience him a little," the shopkeeper suggested.

"I have my own arrangements. You don't have to worry about this." His Royal Highness Prince Yong looked at me and said, "I think it's going to snow soon. Go ask the chef to prepare some good wine and food. We can have a hot pot by the window. What do you think, young master?"

"Could this be the legendary peerless prince Qianqiu?" the shopkeeper exclaimed. "He truly is a great recluse hiding in plain sight. The two masters, disguised as the ostentatious second generation of Haichuan, are indeed less likely to arouse suspicion."

I wasn't listening to what they were saying. My mind was full of thoughts about how they were connected. It was just ordering food and incense, which is a common thing in a restaurant. How could they ensure that no one would accidentally get the secret code? I really couldn't figure it out.

"What do you think, Qianqiu?" Seeing that I ignored him, His Royal Highness Prince Yong asked again.

"Ah." I was stunned for a moment, then I said belatedly, "It's all fine. You know I'm not picky about food."

I originally wanted to ask His Royal Highness Prince Yong about the secret, but this is too embarrassing, so I can only figure it out on my own.

Just as they were arranging the meal, there was a commotion downstairs. Upon closer listening, they heard a woman with a voice as loud as a bell making a fuss.

"Is my man here with you? You sluts, you're actually doing the pimping business. When I find my man, I'm going to tear down this brothel of yours..."

This woman must be an extremely fierce shrew. After a while, in addition to the woman's scolding, there were also clanging sounds in the restaurant, and then painful groans. It seemed that the people in the restaurant wanted to stop the woman, but they didn't expect to be knocked down by her.

Gossip is human nature. If you miss this kind of excitement, you will regret it for a whole year. But I was afraid that the woman would implicate others, so I could only prick up my ears and listen with all my strength. As I listened, I realized something was wrong. It seemed like the woman was walking towards us.

Sure enough, in just a cup of tea, the woman came to the door, without saying hello, and kicked the door open. The moment I saw her, I felt a sense of fear all over my body.

When the woman saw me, she rushed up to me in surprise. I tried to dodge in a hurry, but because I was afraid, I slipped and almost fell flat on my face. Fortunately, the woman hugged me in her arms in time and I didn't fall.

But when I came to my senses and faced that woman, I really might as well have fallen to the ground.

I was feeling nervous, wondering if it was such a coincidence that someone actually came up to me even though I had changed my appearance so casually.

Just as I was racking my brains to figure out how to resolve this, His Royal Highness Prince Yong shouted angrily, "Let go, Qingyu."

I turned my head to look at His Royal Highness Prince Yong. He looked like a dog guarding its food, which made me feel uneasy. For a moment, I didn't notice that the woman was actually Qingyu in disguise.

By the time I reacted, His Royal Highness Prince Yong and Qingyu had already exchanged several rounds of verbal attacks, but Qingyu had not let me go and instead hugged me even tighter. His Royal Highness Prince Yong was so angry that he clenched his fists and was about to fight with Qingyu.

I couldn't cause trouble in this situation, so I quickly got out of Qingyu's arms, straightened my clothes, stood up, and then grabbed His Royal Highness Prince Yong to calm him down.

Seeing this, Qingyu felt unhappy and said with a pout, "Qianqiu, you always protect him. I went through so much trouble to find out some interesting things, but Qianqiu didn't even ask."

I was like a teacher coaxing a child. Seeing that Qingyu was unhappy, I quickly approached her and said with a smile, "What's the interesting thing? Tell me quickly."

"I'll find a chance to tell you later. It's not convenient now." Qingyu looked at His Royal Highness Prince Yong warily and said.

Looking at Qingyu's expression, I already roughly understood what she had found out, so I said very straightforwardly, "Just tell me, Chongguang knows that I'm not Zhang Yuan."

"Okay, you all know about this, so you just keep it from me, right?" Qingyu angrily threw a letter at me and sat by the window sulking.

King Yong also walked to the window and watched the people coming and going outside, as if he didn't care. Perhaps he already knew the contents of the letter.

The content of the letter is extremely important to the original person. This letter is the evidence that Prince Gong framed the original person's father.

But I didn't really care. After watching it, I casually put it on the fire and burned it. Then I pitifully began to coax Chongguang and the black fish. It was really miserable.

Predict what will happen in the future, and listen to the next decomposition.