"Guest officer, please use your wine and food slowly."

The wine and food were served, and Shi Situ didn't bother to move. This restaurant is located in the west of the city, and it is not a big restaurant, all of them are people of three religions and nine streams, and the real prominent people disdain to eat and drink in the same room with these people, so even if they change their seats, they may not be able to be clean, it is better to finish eating and drinking earlier, and it is right to leave quickly.

Shi Situ poured himself a glass of wine, took a bite of a large piece of beef, and immediately showed a satisfied expression.

He Shi Situ is so good, although his background is not bad, but he does not have the arrogance of those high-ranking officials and nobles. My father is a general, he comes and goes freely on the battlefield, rain or shine, and when the environment is poor, he squats in the mud and ambushes for a few days and nights. Sometimes the grain and grass are in a hurry, and the mice and insects that occasionally pass by on the ground are eaten, but there are not so many delicate problems.

Although he has never been on the battlefield, and he is not necessarily an obedient and good boy, he has been educated like this since he was a child, but he does not reject such a place at all.

It's the same everywhere, there are nobles and sluts, and the difference between the noble and the low is just a line.

Those who are really powerful and rich are not necessarily cheap, and those with humble status may not be without noble character.

Shi Situ suddenly realized that Fang Xiaoyu told him to walk around the capital more, see more, observe more, and think more, would it be just for him to understand the meaning of these things?

Everyone has their own story, and everyone has their own character. It is not divided by high and low, but only by what happened.

For the same thing, everyone will have a different understanding, and everyone will have a different choice. And behind these disturbances and clutches, perhaps the so-called source of 'inspiration' in Fang Xiaoyu's mouth?

Shi Situ suddenly felt interesting, and the resentment that he had been wandering around the capital but finding nothing had almost dissipated at this moment. After figuring out some things, and then looking at this somewhat humble restaurant, it seems that listening to the noise of these people of three religions and nine streams is not so impatient.

He was shocked to realize that the change in his mentality was just a piece of meat, and a sip of wine could make him feel so much, which was really a bit magical.

Shi Situ began to be a little interested, and while he was eating wine and food, he watched the passers-by coming and going in the restaurant.

Looking at their clothes, there are passing merchants, although the clothes are a little gorgeous, but there is a bit more mercenary atmosphere in their eyes. He didn't look down on these merchants, who were much more noble than the dancing girls in the eyes of the people than what he wanted to do.

There are also some knights who are dusty, with a sword or sword in their waists, and some put their weapons on the table, step on a stool, and take a bold gulp of meat and wine, and speak in a rough voice, but they are not disgusting.

There are many heroic knights on the rivers and lakes, although most people don't like to hang out in the capital, but after all, there are always exceptions. Most of these people are reckless people who don't like to be bound by sects, and they come to the capital just to take on some work to make a living. For example, those sinners on the government's wanted list who have committed the most heinous crimes, for every time they kill one, they can receive a lot of silver taels. If many knights are short of money, they will come to the capital to take a look, who are on the list? If you meet it when you walk the rivers and lakes in the future, and you can kill it as much as you can, you will do it with your hands and earn some silver to eat and drink.

Naturally, there are also people who specialize in bounty hunters, these people are not only from the rivers and lakes, but also from the imperial court and even high-ranking officials and nobles, who like to dance knives and guns, and yearn for excitement, and so on, and they will also find something to do for themselves and earn money.

In addition to these people, there are also some third-rate people in the capital, such as the three hands who sneak around and steal the eyebrows and rats' eyes, such as the errand runners who take the silver to serve as guides, such as the know-it-all who sells information for a living, such as the pseudo-half-fairies who set up stalls to tell fortunes, and some ordinary people who do the business of hawkers.

This restaurant is located in a prosperous place, although the decoration is not magnificent, but the customer flow is really not weak. It's also the kind of place where it's easiest to hear some interesting information. People here can say everything, not only the interesting things in the capital, but also the towns outside the capital, and even the customs and customs of other countries.

It's not the first time Shi Situ has come to this kind of shabby-looking small restaurant, but it's the first time to come to such a lively restaurant.

When he came in, it was close to noon, and there were not many people, but it didn't take long for several tables to come one after another, and the entire second floor was almost full, and some even put together the tables informally.

Maybe it was because he was gorgeously dressed, not like a person who often came to this kind of place, and attracted the attention of many people, but seeing that there was nothing wrong with his expression, this attention was not long removed from him.

"This brother, there are no seats in the building, can I sit here?" As soon as Shi Situ poured half a glass of wine, he saw two people who wanted to share a table with him, a man and a woman, who looked like father and daughter. They looked mild, as if waiting for his approval, but they did not sit down first.

Jianghu people are not ignorant of rules. They knew that some dignitaries and nobles were not uncommon to cook dinner with them, and Shi Situ didn't look like a poor sour person, so they asked this question. Otherwise, walking the rivers and lakes, most people will make it convenient and have a meal, and there is no need to be angry with each other because of this.

"Please, both." Shi Situ didn't have any opinions.

Neither of them seemed to be obnoxious people. The man looked to be in his forties, with short-shaven hair and a scar on his face, but he looked very honest and did not look like a vicious man.

The little girl had two pigtails and big watery eyes staring at him with curiosity. She tugged at the corner of the man's coat, hid behind the man, and grimaced at her.

The man didn't say anything, just said sorry to him, with a helpless look on his face, it was obvious that this little girl was also a naughty girl, and it had been more than once, and the man should be used to it.

With Shi Situ's consent, the man and the little girl sat on Shi Situ's side, but did not sit opposite, so as not to block Shi Situ's view.

Shi Situ couldn't help but have a good impression of the two. This is a sensible person.

Seeing that the guest was seated, the guy hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What do you want to use for the guest officer?" ”

The man was also arrogant, put a scimitar in his hand on the table, and said, "Here are five catties of beef, and some side dishes, and bring me two jars of your best wine here." These are the first, and if they are not enough, then they are called. ”

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute, five catties of beef, side dishes with wine, the signature of our store is a well-known burning knife, it is very strong, guest officer, don't drink too quickly." The shopkeeper immediately smiled and went down to cloth vegetables, Shi Situ glanced at the man quietly, and said in his heart that he was a foodie, five catties of beef, how could he finish eating this.

But it's not him who pays the money, so naturally he won't worry about this idleness for others. He silently sandwiched the food in front of him, drank the wine in the glass, and couldn't help but look towards the seat by the window.

On the table by the window, there are still a few people who look like dogs, and the six sons are flattering around a brocade boy, and the good words in the world are all put on the body of the brocade boy by these people, one by one, they are drunk, and their voices are surprisingly loud, and they don't know how to hide, but they are incompatible with the 'Jianghu Qi' in this store, which makes many people frown.

Shi Situ still vaguely remembered that those doglegs seemed to call the brocade-clothed boy 'Zifeng Gongzi', and also mentioned the general's mansion, which made him a little concerned.

Although there are several generals' mansions in this capital, if you really can think of them at once, it is their family and Fang Xiaoyu's Zhenyuan General's Mansion.

He tried hard to remember which general's family had a young master named 'Zifeng', but he used to focus on dancing and didn't care much about the outside world, so he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Young Master Zifeng is really wise and martial, I didn't say it, this general's mansion will definitely be in the young master's pocket in the future!" A dogleg flattered, and the look on his face was disgusting.

The other immediately continued: "Then do you still need to say it?" Young Master Zifeng is the eldest young master of the General's Mansion! The eldest son has always inherited the family business, if General Fang dies one day, isn't General Zhenyuan's Mansion all the young master's? ”

"Don't say that, I'm not my own after all, across my belly. There is also a Fang Haozhi below, that is the pain that my general Lao Tzu holds in the palm of his hand, which turn will it be my turn to inherit the family business? The brocade-clothed young man known as Zifeng drank with a flushed face, and he was praised by others, obviously happy in his heart, and his face still had a pride that could not be concealed, but he denied it.

"Childe's words are wrong, although Childe is not General Fang's biological son, but since he has passed and entered the Fang family tree, he is a member of the Fang family. What's more, the son's mother was once the wife of the general Ming Media who was marrying, and the son was also considered a concubine, so why couldn't he inherit the family business? One of them said suddenly, this person looked not very different from those two or six sons, he was dressed decently, although the clothes were not splendid and gorgeous, but they were also the clothes of wealthy people, and there was no such flow on his body, but his eyes were always dripping, and there was an uncomfortable insidiousness.

"Chen Chong is right, what can that little doll do? What if the son is in time? If the doll is obedient, if not......" The other answered, and snorted twice when he had finished speaking.

Shi Situ's eyes narrowed, how could he not know who this so-called 'Zifeng Gongzi' was. Which other general with the surname Fang in the capital can be? And what general has inherited a few people's wild seeds into his own genealogy?

In addition to Fang Xiaoyu's Lao Tzu, General Fang Jianzhang Fang of the Zhenyuan General's Mansion, can there be outsiders?

Don't look at Shi Situ's mouth always complaining about Fang Xiaoyu, and he cursed her for not being able to get married, although she was already married. But in view of Fang Xiaoyu's words that day, he was actually very grateful to Fang Xiaoyu in his heart.

He was the first to not deny the value of his existence. Even if she doesn't do it, she expresses it in a sarcastic, scolding and even hands-on way, although he has been tossed by her again and again with backache and leg cramps, although he always looks at the sweetness of their meals but can't get a bite of it, but he is still grateful to Fang Xiaoyu.

He had heard of this Zhou Zifeng, although he didn't remember his name. He just heard his own Lao Tzu mention that Fang Jianzhang, the general of Zhenyuan, seemed to have experienced some danger in the past and was saved by the prime minister, so in order to repay the favor, he accepted the daughter of the prime minister's family who had to marry a businessman and was finally lost as a concubine with a drag oil bottle.

He often heard his Lao Tzu sigh and say that this General Fang was also a mess. Even if he wants to repay the prime minister's great kindness, there are countless ways to repay the favor, but he found such a slut to practice his children in a different way, and he didn't care about it because of his kindness.

Shi Situ didn't remember it very clearly, and he wasn't very interested at the time. In these years, there are more unfortunate people in the backyard of a big family, how can he have the spare time to take care of other people's bad things? What's more, he was still young at the time, and he didn't have any interest in who was miserable.

It's just that after seeing Fang Xiaoyu last time, he was a little suspicious of these rumors. Just such a terrible woman who will be bullied for years by a lady who has no martial arts?

Shi Situ didn't believe it when he was killed.

How terrible this smile is. A look can make him tremble, and the murderous aura on his body doesn't know how many people he has killed to get contaminated.

He had never seen Fang Xiaoyu make a move with his own eyes, but he was tossed by Sizhu and cried that his father shouted that the heavens should not be called the earth, that taste, not to mention how **.

Are you so powerful as a maid? Where else can the master who is blindly worshiped by this maid go?

He always felt that if Mei Suxi dared to bully Fang Xiaoyu, she would not be able to take care of herself without being punched by her. How could a person like Mei Suxi be able to practice Fang Xiaoyu?

The rumors are not credible. He sighed.

But today, it may not be the case. Otherwise, Mei Suxi's son has no blood relationship with General Fang, and he has wanted to persecute Fang Xiaoyu and her younger brother several times, why would General Fang still inherit him to his name?

Could it be that General Fang still remembers the kindness of the prime minister? But how unfair is this other party's laughter?

Shi Situ began to hug Fang Xiaoyu upset. Of course, he didn't know that Zhou Zifeng's succession was Fang Xiaoyu's idea, and he didn't understand Fang Xiaoyu's plan, at this time, he saw that Zhou Zifeng was messing around with a group of gossip bastards, and he was still coveting the family business of the General's Mansion, and he still wanted to deal with General Fang's sister-in-law when he heard this, how could he bear it?

But he's not an impulsive person either. Although he is a general, as a son, he is a mess of martial arts, and he may not necessarily happen if he suddenly steps forward, and he doesn't know if he will startle the snake, so he is expressionless, still eating wine and food, but he thinks in his heart that he will go back and tell Fang Xiaoyu about what he saw today, and tell her to beware of this young master Zifeng of Lao Shizi, so as not to get into the other party's way.

He also knew that the eldest princess was now in charge of General Zhenyuan's mansion, but after all, Fang Xiaoyu's sister and brother were not born by the eldest princess, and he didn't know if the eldest princess would treat the two of them sincerely. (To be continued.) )