The eldest son is fierce

Kong Mingzhen felt that he was too extravagant. Three taels of silver were enough for an ordinary family's expenses for one or two years.

But he spent three taels of silver on a bowl of noodles.

Moreover, it was just an ordinary bowl of noodles with soybean paste.

Tang Yi did not refute, but just smiled and sat opposite Kong Mingzhen.

The menu and prices of Yingkelou were determined after consultation between Du Lingfei and him, and are aimed at the wealthy people in Kyoto.

If you charge those rich people five cents for a bowl of noodles, they will think you are humiliating them.

Besides, opposite the Yingke Building is the famous Tianxiang Building. The threshold for entering starts at ten taels of silver, but his is only three taels, which is already very reasonable.

"Grandpa asked me to come here, is there something wrong?"

Tang Yi smiled. He didn't think that Kong Mingzhen asked Kong Shilan to pass on the message just to ask him to come over to discuss business.

"I called you here because there is something."

Kong Mingzhen stirred the noodles with soybean paste and was silent for a moment before looking at Tang Yi and smiling, "My Lord, what do you think of the relationship between the monarch and his subjects?"

"Huh?" Tang Yi was a little confused when he heard this.

"Let me ask you, what does Lord Tang think about the relationship between the monarch and his subjects?" Kong Mingzhen asked again with a smile.

But Tang Yi clearly heard a strong sense of coldness and inexplicable hostility in his words.

Only then did Tang Yi realize that Kong Mingzhen attached great importance to this issue.

How do you view the relationship between the monarch and his subjects?

Tang Yi had never really thought about this question, because the relationship between him and Emperor Yanwen was more like...partners than a relationship of subordinates obeying their superiors.

Partners who have common pursuits, common goals, and are working hard towards this goal.

Therefore, it was difficult for Kong Mingzhen to answer this question. After all, as a time traveler, it was impossible for him to stand in the position of these ancient ministers and consider their so-called monarch-minister relationship, right?

He's not that free yet!

Instead of having time to think about this, he might as well study how to rebel more realistically.

Now that you are the emperor, don’t you understand the relationship between the monarch and his subjects?

"Mr. Kong, if you have something to say, just say it directly. To be honest, I can't answer your question."

Tang Yi spread his hands and said with a smile: "Of course, it's not that I can't answer, but lying in front of you, isn't that bullying the elderly? I am a man of morals."

Hearing this, Tang Yi clearly saw that Kong Mingzhen's old face turned cold: "A gentleman who likes to climb over the wall to seduce women is worthy of talking about morality?"

Tang Yi's face darkened when he heard this. Damn it, even this old man who never leaves the house knows about this, then the whole Kyoto must know about it, right?

Damn it, are you guys so concerned about what’s happening at my house?

"Ahem, Mr. Kong, there's a misunderstanding..."

Tang Yi coughed dryly and wanted to explain, but Kong Mingzhen raised his hand to interrupt him: "How could what Shi Lan said be false? My girl never lies."

Tang Yi: “…”

Kong Shilan, you are a graceful lady, how could you be so gossipy?

Okay, you said I'd climb the wall, right? I'm going to climb your wall tonight!

If I can’t handle you, I’ll take your surname!

"Mr. Kong, you've gone off topic. Let's get down to business."

Tang Yi saw many of the diners around him with their ears pressed towards him, and said angrily: "You all like to eavesdrop, right? If anyone dares to put their ears close to me again, don't blame me for getting angry!"

A group of onlookers suddenly sat up straight with embarrassed expressions.

"Little Poet is indeed worthy of being a great judge. He is upright and honest. I didn't expect him to be so upright and honest towards women as well!"

"Haha, the word 'gangzheng' is very well used. If you are a man, you should face it head-on."

"Little Poet, I just read a story about three beauties fighting against the Poet yesterday. Are you the protagonist in it?"

"..."

In an instant, the focus of the conversation among the diners who were originally chatting with each other shifted to Tang Yi.

Tang Yi listened to everyone's chat and instantly jumped up: "Storybook? What storybook? Why am I in a storybook?"

Everyone looked at Tang Yi's blushing face, thinking he was shy, and they all laughed.

"Little Poet, it's a storybook about the sexual relations between men and women. Now, any storybook that involves you is in high demand."

"Stories like 'A Few Things Between the Little Poet and the Three Oirans,' 'The Poet Is Here, and You Call Me a Lecher?' and 'My Husband, I'll Blind Your Eyes for You,' are all very popular."

"That's right. Lin'an Bookstore currently employs three thousand scribes every day to produce storybooks."

"Hehe, the little poet's romantic affairs are a hot topic throughout Kyoto..."

"..."

Tang Yi felt that all the blood in his body had solidified at this moment, and his whole body was cold.

It’s over, it’s over, my glorious image is gone!

He could have become a famous official who would be remembered through the ages, but now it seems that when people in later generations mention him, they think of his romantic affairs rather than his great achievements.

For example, Meng De!

He was a tyrant who held the emperor hostage to control the other lords, but few people knew that he was holding the emperor hostage to control the other lords.

But countless people know that Meng De loves beautiful women...

It's ruined!

"Mi Le, I'm going to kill you!"

Tang Yi clenched his fists and roared angrily.

Who else would do such a thing as making money from him except that old man Mile?

The diners in the restaurant were talking heatedly, but when they saw that Tang Yi was really angry, they immediately shut up and continued eating their food as if it had nothing to do with them.

"Oh, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself!"

Kong Mingzhen poured himself a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth and said, "You did it, but you don't allow others to say it. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Tang Yi glared at Kong Mingzhen and wanted to hit him.

What do you mean I did it? Damn, I was just having some fun with my girlfriend, and people were talking nonsense about me. It’s okay for me as a grown man, but what about my woman?

Not to mention that Du Lingfei's father and grandfather are already on their way to Beijing. If they know about this after arriving in Kyoto, won't they kill him?

"Come on, young man, don't be so angry. Sit down and talk."

Kong Mingzhen obviously enjoyed Tang Yi's furious look. He knocked on the table and asked Tang Yi to sit down. He whispered, "This must be His Majesty's intention. This is also to protect you."

"The more you do these idiotic things, the more your enemies will think you have no ambitions and are easier to deal with."

"Of course, you can mess with anyone, but don't mess with my granddaughter."

Tang Yi stepped forward and said viciously, "I'm going to use her as a scapegoat tonight. If you dare to destroy my reputation, then I'll destroy hers."

Kong Mingzhen looked up, stared at Tang Yi for a while, then grinned: "Good luck to you."

Tang Yi's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I really am!"

"It's no use telling your husband, you should go ask her yourself!"

Kong Mingzhen picked his teeth and said, "Okay, let's get back to the topic and continue discussing the issue of monarch and ministers."

Tang Yi glanced at the diners around him who were pretending to concentrate on eating, frowned and said, "Mr. Kong, why don't we go somewhere else to talk?"

"Oh, do you have any secrets?"

Kong Mingzhen smiled jokingly and said:

"Sit down. Today... I'm just not happy with you. I want to criticize you on behalf of a group of people."