A few days have passed, and Journey to the West Restaurant has finally reluctantly continued to open, but its popularity has dropped a lot.

The only thing that can still make the restaurant maintain its popularity in the West Market is the storyteller's story of Wuhou Zhuge Kongming, who died after his hard work.

Probably only such a story can be tolerated and approved by the scribes of Chang'an, and can the anger in their hearts be appeased.

However, at this time, Chang'an City was like an oil pot set up by a fire, and suddenly a few drops of water fell into it, and it was fried.

Under the control of a mysterious hand, the events of that night are now well known.

And the West Market's buying and selling wine shop, the new Guozi Priest Wine Song Jing set down the entire floor of the banquet to entertain a slightly famous literati in Chang'an, as a literati, he has a set of old-fashioned guidelines and stupid blood.

A few simple words of incitement, immediately turned into a barking rabid dog.

On the bright side, the news is released to meet friends with poetry, but poetry is secondary, in fact, it is to talk about the hottest after-dinner chatter in Chang'an today.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the country is peaceful, the people live and work in peace and contentment, in the prosperous era of my Tang Dynasty, women should teach their children, and men should serve the country, it's a pity, it's a pity! Song always thought that General Huangfu was a loyal and righteous person, but he didn't want to be a chaotic minister and thief! Collusion with traitors wants to plot against me in the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty! Hate to light the sky lantern, scrape the flesh and bones, and punish the whole clan to set an example! Solve the anger in our hearts! ”

Master Song was filled with righteous indignation, his long beard trembled, and the back of his hand holding the wine cup trembled slightly, his emotions were fierce and sour.

Du Fu, who was sitting on the other side and listening to Song Fuzi's angry words, sighed slightly, in fact, he agreed with what Song Fuzi said, but he also hated literati scholars who only said but did not do, pedantic and weak, just like hating themselves, they could only listen to their feelings with their eyes and ears, and they couldn't dedicate this bit of strength to the chicken.

General Huangfu? Du Fu doesn't know, and he doesn't know this person, and Na Wei Jian, who is said to be the brother of the prince's main family, the rebellion will inevitably be implicated, just like the current princess who protects the country, the incident happened in the Journey to the West Restaurant, and the medical saint from Tubo, the spearhead faintly pointed towards the princess's mansion, but he couldn't see through the benefits, thinking of this Du Fu laughed self-deprecatingly, and had to agree that as the princess said, the businessman is still quite discerning.

"What Song Saijiu said is extremely true, Huangfu Weiming and Wei Jian are embarrassed and plotting against each other, and it is cheaper for them to die under the cane of Dali Temple!"

Old scholar Yuan didn't have many teeth, but after the Journey to the West restaurant, he now has no teeth left, but he talks like an old dog with missing teeth, in addition to the unclear words like a broken bellows, the saliva is also splashed several feet away.

"Well, that Wei Jian is the brother of His Royal Highness the Prince's main room, I'm afraid this matter will also be boring, now His Majesty is old and unable to do it, it is still possible that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a little anxious! But colluding with Tibet to plot misdeeds, we have to guard against it! If the old man has the opportunity, he will definitely explain this matter to His Majesty! ”

Master Song stroked his beard, put on an arrogant attitude, nodded to hundreds of literati, and then took this responsibility on his shoulders without hesitation, and his heart was also full of pride.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a persuasion, I hope that the saint can carefully consider the throne of the country again, and you need to sign a joint letter!"

Immediately afterwards, Du Fu watched all the literati sign their names, and finally this persuasion was handed over to him.

The above text is indeed an exhortation to the sage to put the community first, and to consider the position from the beginning, once the prince colludes with Tibet, it will inevitably not become a disaster.

Du Fu hesitated for a while, and finally wrote his name under the persuasion of Master Song.

Originally, I just wanted to join in the fun, and I couldn't pass the buck left and right, and signed the word Du Fu under the name of righteousness. But I was also excited in my heart, among those hundreds of names, would my name be valued by the saints, and then rise to prominence. With such a fluke, his name was also exposed to Li Linfu's sight.

In the garden of the princess's mansion, the stream trickles quietly.

Wu Yueya, who was lying on the back of the tiger, listened to the report of the bad handsome, and at the same time looked at Haitang Rui proudly, the look in her eyes was obvious, that is, she blocked a disaster for you, shouldn't you thank me?

Haitang Rui rolled her eyes, and at the same time was shocked, people of the same clan actually wanted to kill the same clan, or attack themselves and the master, it was a bit like someone's style.

"Hmph, princess, this can only be regarded as half a favor!"

Wu Yueya pretended to nod very seriously, and fell into the beauty of Begonia Rui again, staring at Begonia Rui and blushing uncomfortably.

"Report! O princess..."

"Yu Chaoen, there are guests here, don't lose the princess's face!"

Zhang Heng saw Yu Chaoen's panicked appearance, and reminded with a slight anger.

"The princess forgives her sins, it's rude, Xie Zhangshuai reminds you!"

Yu Chaoen apologized in turn, then wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, calmed his breath and respectfully half-bent down to prepare for the narration.

"That, little lady, isn't it time for Wan'er to leave... It seems like... Knowing too much..."

Li Wan'er has been kneading Wu Yueya's shoulders, being a well-behaved maid, since Xiaochun left, I was afraid that the little lady would have no one to take care of, and Xiaomi was inexplicably transferred to the group training to be the secretary... Now I naturally have to take care of the little lady.

"Don't avoid it, you can say it!"

Although Wu Yueya replied to Wan'er and motioned to Yu Chaoen, her eyes were always staring at the naturally pointed melon seed face of the begonia stamen, as if she could really see a flower.

"Yes, I just received the news that the prince divorced his wife because of Wei Jian's relationship..."

Wu Yueya, who originally looked relaxed, sat up straight in an instant, no longer looking casual.

And the atmosphere around him was also silent, and Yu Chaoen lowered his eyes and was embarrassed for a while, and finally poured out his heart and lungs.

"Princess, with all due respect, I must dissociate myself from Wei Jian this time, if I am not careful, I will fall into the abyss, and the saint is also furious, only like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can I protect myself!"

After finishing speaking, he looked directly at the princess's gaze, even so, Yu Chaoen's heart was still awe-inspiring, and he had a strong sense of oppression, which was not much better than Gao Nei's introspection.

Wu Yueya's cold eyes returned to her usual sparse appearance in an instant, and she was not angry at this moment, but it was better to say that her heart was very clear and quiet.

Li Jin, one of the Eight Drunken Immortals, was poisoned in the wine market, and when he died, he was still holding the jar of ale wine, which seems quite ironic. And Agati has also become a scapegoat, and no one will protect a Hu Shang who doesn't know where he came from.

Although he wanted to keep this Hu Shang, the crime of murdering the imperial family was unforgivable, and he would be hanged after the autumn.

Since it is not a beheading, Wu Yueya feels that she can steal the beams and change the pillars, but at present, she can't affect Dali Temple at all.

Li Jin's death carried a warning to herself, but she didn't care about this, she had worshiped this Eight Immortals, and she could be regarded as a good friend.

But revenge still has to be avenged, and now it seems that poisoning Li Jin, slandering Wei Jian for rebellion, dealing with the crown prince, and warning himself not to meddle in his affairs, who is most beneficial to these things? From so many things in business, anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

I have to praise that the right minister is a smart person, who knows how to confuse people, borrow strength, borrow momentum, and then suddenly attack, kill with one blow, and can't prevent it.

"Princess, this is...?"

"Go to the East Palace to play with my cousin, Xiaoyu, help me bring those two big crickets, oh, and I want a little dried plums, dried plums to cook wine, they will always come to work!"

"Yes..."

Looking at the back of the princess in the red robe, Yu Chaoen responded in a cold sweat.

Zhang Heng smiled and patted Yu Chaoen's shoulder, and after signaling, he followed behind the princess without the slightest hesitation.

Haitang Rui breathed a sigh of relief, saying that she didn't mind being an outsider at all, anyway, don't talk too much about other people's affairs, and she always felt that the princess's gaze was weird.