Bamboo Raw Huaian

Shen Yao walked out from the Huai'an Palace, turned a few turns, and came to a restaurant.

This place is called "Acacia Building", which doesn't sound like a serious place at all.

When it was first opened decades ago, the plaque was lifted out, and the three big characters of "Xiangsilou" were flying like dragons and phoenixes. It looked like it was competing for business with Nanfeng Restaurant two streets away-but it was indeed a restaurant.

The dude came here to call friends and friends for the word "lovesickness". He planned to have a full meal and think about it, but after the meal was over, half of the girls didn't see him. He was so angry that he almost rushed up and smashed him home signboard.

But only a little bit.

Because the things made by Acacia Building are really delicious.

Because of such a smell, the plaque of Xiangsi Building was finally spared, and it stood for decades.

After standing for a long time, everyone will get used to it.Later, the business of the restaurant got better and better, and the building got bigger and bigger, but the plaque never changed. The three words "Xiangsilou" became a joy and survived.A regular customer asked the shopkeeper why he didn't change his elegant name at the beginning.The shopkeeper waved his hands, smiled honestly, and said that this was the only wish of his ancestors who had left their hometown, and it could not be changed.

It is said that I miss my hometown, but those three words are scribbled, and I can't even touch the shadow of my hometown.

Standing at the door of the restaurant, Shen Yao habitually glanced at the plaque, shook his head amusedly, and followed the leading Xiao Er to step into the threshold.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, he retracted his foot and stepped back to look at the plaque carefully again.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the three big characters of "Xiangsilou" are strong and powerful, showing both the posture of the breeze and the moon, and the attitude of being unrestrained and uninhibited.Although it is written about lovesickness, it is not sad, but it is a youthful spirit of "the sea is wide with the fish leaping, the sky is high and the birds are flying".

With just three words, it seems that one can see the wantonness of the person who picked up the pen.

That Xiao Er was also clever, seeing that he was interested in the plaque, he said: "My lord, is this new plaque better than the previous one?"

"It's better." Shen Yao said, "Why did it suddenly change?"

The waiter rubbed his nose: "Our shopkeeper thought the word before was too shabby, and wanted to change it a long time ago, but I haven't found a satisfactory one—you know, my lord, that the master with literary talent doesn't like our name." , the words written by people who have no goods in their stomachs, our shopkeepers don’t like it—it’s been delayed like this. Until a few days ago, guess what.”

"Our shopkeeper cleaned up the old things, and turned out the words written more than ten years ago."

"Oh?"

Shen Yao was not in a hurry, and walked in with Xiao Er unhurriedly. He tilted his head when he heard the words, and asked with interest, "Who mentioned it?"

The waiter replied: "The shopkeeper said he was a young man. Back then, he came with his father. As soon as he entered the door, he yelled that the word at the door was ruining the artistic conception. He grabbed a board and wrote it. Our shopkeeper said that he didn't know the goods back then, and thought he was a baby." What can I write, but I just put it away in order not to embarrass that master."

Shen Yao is really interested now: "I don't know which family's young master this is?"

"Our shopkeeper doesn't remember it. But it is said that the old man was a flower hunter back then. If you want to find it, it is not difficult to find it."

Xiao Er stopped, a few steps away from the private room: "Several adults are already waiting inside, please."

Shen Yao smiled, rewarded Xiao Er with some broken silver, and went forward.

He was still thinking about the young master who wrote the inscription, thinking about going back to the people in the Ministry of Rites to inquire about it.As soon as I pushed the door, I saw people coming in all over the place.

The leader is lying on the Hu bed and talking loudly.

"What nonsense! The king of Huai'an dared to deceive his superiors and subordinates to steal the money, so he dared not expose it when he pretended to me!" As he said that, he was about to shoot the case.As a result, just after filming the case, he pulled the wound on his back from the board, made a "hiss" and didn't get up.

It was Zhou Fan.

He raised his eyes and saw Shen Yao coming in, and pointed at him with his chin raised: "If you don't believe me, you can ask him, this is now a popular person in front of Huo Yanluo."

Those who came today were all from the old clan, and the Zhou family secretly colluded with Beiyan, they didn't know it.That day, the King of Huai'an arrested Bei Yan as a spy, and Zhou Fan led his troops into the Huai'an Palace swaggeringly on the back. Anyone with a brain can see some clues.

Of course, the news of Zhou's family's connection with foreign countries cannot be spread, and the support of these people is needed to bring down King Huai'an, so Zhou Ge always asked him to clean up the mess he left.

Zhou Fan and Shen Yao have always been at loggerheads, now that they have lost and lost, and were scolded by the old man again at noon today, they were so angry that they couldn't hold back when they saw him.

Besides, if Shen Yao loses face, he won't be the only one who is ashamed.

Because of his words, all the tentative and malicious eyes in the room cast on Shen Yao, most of them still haven't figured out why he appeared on this occasion alone as a reformer.

Shen Yao smiled, and pushed back the words nonchalantly: "Young Master Zhou is flattering you, how can I know this as a fifth-rank official."

Zhou Fan squinted his eyes, and said maliciously: "Master Shen, a fifth-rank petty official, is not ordinary. He coaxed my father and the King of Huai'an to treat him as his own."

This is to scold him for being disloyal and unrighteous.

Shen Yao hadn't finished feeling, when he heard the voice suddenly raised: "I don't know if Lingtang taught you etiquette, righteousness and shame when he was alive?"

"Oh, I guess I didn't teach—"

"After all, a prostitute is a prostitute. If you know how to be ashamed, how can you climb up to the powerful and powerful, and you?"

The voice fell to the ground, and there was no sound everywhere.

Shen Yao was the number one scholar in the second year of Long'an, he was born in a poor family, and he has never been related to any adult.But now that Zhou Fan said this, there seems to be something else hidden about the champion man's life experience.

Zhou Fan was extremely proud.

When the old man went to the south of the Yangtze River in the early years, he fell in love with a kabuki, and he became pregnant, so he was promoted into the house.The old lady in the main room was furious, framed and humiliated all day long, and she didn't have a good face to see.The old man also did it on a whim, and he didn't bother with it after he brought it home.

This is mostly the case for rich families to take concubines, which is quite common.

No one expected that the kabuki was a strong and determined person.One day, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, he ran away with a big belly.

Fast-forward to more than ten years, when Shen Yao appeared in Zhou Ge's sight, he was already the champion of the imperial pen.Mr. Zhou Ge liked his talent and wanted to win him over, so he sent someone to check his details.

Who would have thought that this investigation turned out to be a son.

No one knows how that kabuki taught him, but Shen Yao's ability is obvious to all.

There is such a layer of family affection that has been forgotten for more than ten years. After several tests, Shen Yao naturally became Zhou Ge's confidant and was sent to Huai'an King.

In order to avoid suspicion, the Zhou family did not recognize Shen Yao. From the outsiders' point of view, Shen Yao was just a younger generation that the old man deliberately wooed.However, Zhou Fan knew that the old man valued this illegitimate son very much. If he hadn't come out from the belly of the main house, he might not know who this title would fall to in the future.

Zhou Fan looked down on Shen Yao very much.

Shen Yao's current wealth and status, except for being the number one scholar, which one was not given by the old man? Who will he show his self-satisfied appearance?

As for Zhuangyuan Lang, it is not uncommon for him to see many of them in the capital.

For so many years, Shen Yao relied on the old man's favor and ignored him, and he was already very angry.Now that he has the opportunity, he is merciless when humiliated.

In today's world, the son of a whore is the most contemptible, and in the future, he will inevitably be poked at the spine and scolded.

He was sure that Shen Yao would not dare to disobey the old man and reveal his life experience, and he would never deny his mother in public - he could only accept this tone obediently.

Shen Yao exhaled calmly, looked at the people in the room, returned those mocking and disdainful gazes one by one, and then accepted his usual foolish look, and opened his mouth slowly.

"The kabuki I have seen is not as many as Mr. Zhou's. I don't know what they know."

He moved his lips and made a sarcastic smile: "However, there is a new singer in the palace recently. I heard that the posture of one man guarding the gate and ten thousand men not opening can withstand the soldiers of half the city. I don't know that Mr. Zhou has seen it before." No."

"Bastard! Fuck your mother!"

Zhou Fan exploded immediately.

His buttocks that had been hit by the board were still in burning pain, and when someone mentioned that dog slave, blood from all over his body rushed to his brain.

He didn't care about any demeanor at the moment, picked up something from the table and greeted Shen Yao with a clatter.

The people around saw him move his hand, and hurried over to try to persuade him to fight.They said they were persuading a fight, but they said how to add fuel to the fire and how to do it, as if watching the excitement is not a big deal.

The son of a prostitute, to work with him is to lose face, not to mention that Shen Yao still dominates them everywhere.

They are afraid of Shen Yao, what if it is not good.There is someone who is rushing to do something here. It is a good education that has been cultivated for many years without clapping his hands. Who else can stop him.

This time, Zhou Fan smashed all the things on the table, and when he looked up and saw Shen Yao dodging calmly, he became more angry.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an object left on the table, and without even thinking about it, he threw it viciously at his face.

A silver knife.

The plate of grilled meat on the table is not big, but very sharp.

Shen Yao's most flirtatious peach blossom eyes suddenly opened wide, showing a sharp momentum in an instant.

No one could see his movements clearly, only the figure in front of him flickered, and the silver knife turned, and it came through the air with stronger power than before.

"Zheng"

The silver knife stuck to Zhou Fan's side face and sank into the wooden wall behind him, and the strong wind made his hair fly.

When everyone looked again, the three-inch long knife was almost half inserted, and the end of the knife was still trembling.

The private room fell silent in an instant, only the saber was still humming.

Shen Yao looked at the frightened Zhou Fan expressionlessly, his eyes were sharp.

After a long while, he cupped his hands perfunctorily, and said in a flat tone, "So Mr. Zhou, I'm here to listen to the story. Now that I've finished listening to the story, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out without looking at these people again.

After leaving the private room, he calmed down his hostility, and looked like that flirtatious Mr. Shen again.When I was about to leave the Acacia Building, I bumped into the waiter in the shop, and he smiled and asked for two liang of wine to go back.

He walked back as usual, strolling all the way to the gate of his house.

He saw Chu Yuechu standing there with a gloomy expression, like a door god.

Shen Yao raised an eyebrow at him, shook the wine jar in his hand, and stepped into the mansion.

"Come in for a drink."