Nowadays, there are many kinds of hotels in Beiping. The most common name, one is called hot Zhuangzi, that is, the restaurant prepares fire ingredients all day long, steaming, and guests can come to order food at any time. The famous Donglai Shun makes shabu mutton, and Quanjude makes roast duck. There are a lot of diners every day.

There is also a kind called cold Zhuangzi, which is usually cold and needs to be booked by guests. They procure ingredients and arrange banquets according to the guests' requirements.

If you have a large number of guests, you can charter an entire garden in order to treat you once. In the garden are pavilions and pavilions, water pavilions and corridors. The carved beams and painted high-rise buildings are only for one table of banquets.

The old ghost of the Wu family with a goatee knew that he was wary of the Wu family according to the attitude of the principal of Ping'an High School towards them in the past few days, so he booked a box in the noisy Guangheju.

The third and fourth elders of the Wu family took the post of Wu Lao Ghost and went to the Shaoxing Hall to see Mr. Gao, and they were very smooth, and the steward introduced them to Teng Garden.

Mr. Gao was wearing a cotton robe with two blue cloths, his attitude was elegant and calm, and he hugged his fists and apologized:

"Gao didn't go to the door to greet him, and he was lazy."

Wu Laosan hurriedly smiled and waved his hand, looking familiar and informal:

"Principal Gao, don't be polite."

On the side, there was a young man wearing a Su silk robe and a mink tube coat, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, picked up the invitation of the Wu family and looked through it, and wore a bright and gorgeous ring on his slender fingers.

Mr. Gao said:

"This is my nephew, Tuesday."

On Tuesday, the young master made a random bow, with a look of disgust, and said in a long tone:

"Why is it Guangheju again? I've been there three times, and I want to vomit when I see this name! ”

Wu Laosan was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he immediately thought of his family's confidence, so he put on a smile that seemed to be smiling.

Mr. Gao smiled and played a round:

"I really don't want to go to this Guangheju, this Beiping is the thousand-year-old imperial capital, royal style, we are also lucky, set a former Qing Dynasty prince's garden, Ruihe Garden, originally if our uncle and nephew were in the past, it would be too deserted, to invite those powerful and famous doctors, and they are noisy. I accepted Mr. Wu's post, don't live in Guanghe, let's just set it at noon tomorrow in Ruihe Garden. ”

Wu Laosan was really happy, he knew very well that this Ruihe Garden was a private home, and he would receive one or two waves of guests a day, which was very private and elegant.

Their Wu family originally planned to have a banquet for Principal Gao in a similar garden, but they were afraid that he would not dare to go to the banquet if he thought too much, so it would be boring. Since Principal Gao himself proposed to go to this kind of place for dinner, it would be the best.

Wu Laosan arched his hand and said:

"I've heard about this Ruihe Garden for a long time, and this time I'm going to feast on the light of the high principal. I just have to go back and ask the old man. ”

Mr. Gao nodded in agreement, and then picked up the tea and motioned for them to drink it.

This is to serve tea to the guests.

Wu Laosan bowed his hand and said goodbye, and a steward sent them out of the Shaoxing Hall.

Out of the gate of the Shaoxing Hall, the fourth child of the Wu family suddenly stopped, looked back for a moment, frowned and said:

"I think they are very gangsters who come out and go in."

The two brothers returned home and told Wu Laogui what had happened.

Wu Lao Ghost is also very happy:

"Zui Crane Garden is a good place, and we can also find out more about them. What is the background of our Wu family, the last thing we are afraid of is banditry, they dare to put on a Hongmen banquet, kill us? ”

The father and son discussed for a while, and left a few letters to prevent any accidents tomorrow, so they handed them over to relatives and friends at the newspaper. I sent two more male servants to the Shaoxing Hall to reply, and I will go to the banquet on time at noon tomorrow.

In the Song Dynasty, there was a poet Lin Kui who lived in seclusion in the lonely mountain of West Lake, planted plum blossoms and raised cranes, never married, and was called "plum wife and crane".

The place where Mr. Gao invited guests, the Ruihe Garden built by the prince of the former Qing Dynasty, is to take this poetic and picturesque feeling, the garden is planted with hundreds of plum blossoms, red plums like fire, white plums like snow. The shadow is sparse and oblique, and the stamen is fragrant.

In the center of the garden is a lake, in winter the lake is frozen, there are three or five cranes walking on the ice with thin feet, suddenly spread their wings again, fly on the ice, the posture is elegant.

The guys of Ruihe Garden introduced the Wu family and his entourage into the five main rooms of the banquet, and the record boxes of tall and short mahogany were squeaking and singing "Luo Shen Fu" by Boss Mei, the master of the Beijing School.

Mr. Gao lowered his head and drank tea, and when the three of the Wu family's father and son came in, he reluctantly raised his head and greeted him. Brocade hat mink Qiu, the handsome young master on Tuesday stretched out a finger and pressed down the Peking Opera record.

He sneered and looked at the Wu family's father and son, but did not speak.

The goatee Wu Lao Ghost laughed, stretched out his hand to try on his robe, and entered the table with a big grin. Several people sat around the table, and the negotiations began.

Mr. Gao coughed dryly, turned the gorgeous big diamond ring in his hand and said:

"In the cell, the patrol police and the guards have said that in fact, your Wu family wants the Qing Capsule Sutra and arrested me, and now they have made up a story to get Mr. Shandong to agree to your three conditions."

Old Ghost Wu didn't feel embarrassed at all when he was exposed, and smiled ruefully:

"Listening to Principal Gao, is he going to confront those subordinates and the Wu family? If you really want to make a fuss, everyone will naturally discuss that Mr. Shandong tore up with his benefactor first in order to get rid of the reward in the rivers and lakes, which is good to say and not to hear, and it really hinders the reputation of virtue! Such a lawsuit of tongue and tongue will be fought for a year or two, and I am afraid it will be difficult to reach a conclusion. ”

Mr. Gao suddenly became angry and slapped the table:

"You arrested me, and I lied, do you admit it?"

Old Wu smiled ruefully:

"Principal Gao, don't be excited, we arrested you, what if I recognize it here, anyway, I won't recognize it when I get out of this gate."

"Shameless!" Mr. Gao leaned over and stopped looking at them.

On Tuesday, the young master sneered and said:

"The gentleman deceived him, your Wu family is sophistry, and he is bullying Mr. Shandong's reputation, so it's not good to deal with you."

Old Wu smiled ruefully:

"What's the use of talking nonsense, let's talk about the three conditions. The first request is that my two granddaughters want to meet Mr. Shandong and worship him as a teacher. ”

Tuesday Young Master sneered:

"Maybe this Principal Gao is Mr. Shandong, and his family has put forward the three conditions in the newspaper for him, and Mr. Shandong has long hated you to the core."

Old Wu smiled ruefully:

"Principal Gao has a romantic attitude, if it is Mr. Shandong, the old man also believes it, but what if he hates us? The three conditions still have to be agreed, and it is not good for you to rip off. ”

Mr. Gao's face was swollen and red, and he said word by word:

"I just want you to admit it yourself, it was you who arrested me and coerced me, and then talk about three conditions."

Old Wu smiled ruefully:

"That's what we did, the old man admitted, okay, let's start talking, three conditions!"

On Tuesday, the young master suddenly beckoned:

"I don't have the appetite to eat with such people, send them out, and talk another day."

Old Ghost Wu slowly stood up and laughed ruefully:

"It's okay another day, just don't wait too long, the newspaper reporters are in a hurry to catch up with the news."

Wu Lao Si was very vigilant, and had already stretched out his hand to the box gun on his waist, and the hall of the five banquets was very spacious, and there was no condition for ambushing people and horses.

Old Ghost Wu returned home with his son, discussed it, and was triumphant, this Mr. Shandong, no matter what, could not escape from their palms.

But they miscalculated, because the next day, they received a box of records and a text message sent to them by the young master on Tuesday.

Their conversation in Zuiheyuan was recorded word for word.

…… Dividing line ......

This trick has been used since the day the tape recorder was invented, and until this year, Master B complained about Taizu at a private banquet and was sold by the people at the same table.

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