Chapter Twenty-Four: The Merry Son of Heaven will be famous
It was almost noon, and in addition to a few imperial histories, they were still nagging about Wang Huang, Zhu Mian, the common people, and the old sesame seeds and rotten grains that sold officials. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
How can you not offend people when you do things for the court? This little thing is just dismissed casually, and it is a waste of time to use it to make trouble in the vertical arch hall.
When Zhao Ji yawned and fell asleep, the boring morning dynasty finally ended. The chamberlain drove away the big and small officials with a straight face, and Zhao Ji's eyes instantly became bright.
The chubby chief attendant Zhao Xi hurriedly took out the three sets of civilian clothes of the scholar, the scholar and the coachman, Zhao Ji changed into the scholar's costume, Zhaoxi changed into the scholar's dress, and Yang Yan, the commander of the internal guard, changed into the coachman's dress, and a group of three quietly blended into the streets and alleys of Bianliang City from the secret passage.
Zhao Ji solved the stomach problem first at the first stop, and the meals in the imperial dining room at noon didn't stimulate his appetite at all, so he still had to go to the most down-to-earth alley.
Compared with the high-end and exquisite restaurants and restaurants on Nanhe Street, Dongcheng Guoma Lane is a street of folk food, with a wide variety of snacks and snacks.
The signboard of "Crossing the Horse Lane" is the inscription of the scholar of Su University, it is said that the authentic work is hidden in the time-honored Dongpo meat restaurant, many poor students who come from other places to catch the exam, in order to touch the talent of the scholar, will order a Dongpo braised pork here.
In addition to braised pork, there are also soup cakes, cooking cakes, cold dishes, vegetarian dishes, all kinds of fried foods, and many people gather in front of high-priced dishes such as fish and beef, and mutton.
Due to its affordable prices, the entire Crossing Alley attracts diners from all over the world. The bustling flow of people, the hot mist, and the aroma of various ingredients and spices drifted away with the air flow, pulling everyone's sense of smell involuntarily to the hot stalls.
Even more mysterious are exotic specialties, such as wine, naan, barbecue, curry fruit rice, etc., and Zhao Ji's favorite is the delicious thirst-quenching juice.
Especially the Persian dancers who show half of their breasts, singing and dancing in front of the wine, as long as they buy a dime of wine, they don't even care if they are led by the hippie smiling porters.
Wine mixed with water and ice cubes has little to offer other than a very nice color in a glass glass.
But it doesn't prevent Zhao Ji from enjoying the dancer's hot and adoring gaze, not everyone will spend ten yuan to buy a whole small barrel of wine. What's more, the whole alley is a little less crowded with this wine bar.
Zhao Ji sat down at the window, Zhaoxi blocked most of the possible attack lines behind him, Yang Yan parked the carriage at the entrance of the alley, and then made half a catty of fish and rushed over.
Slowly taste the sweetness and slight astringency of pure wine, pick up a piece of fish as thin as a cicada's wings and send it to your mouth, the tender, delicate and full taste is mixed with the fragrance and sweetness of the wine, which is simply an invincible enjoyment.
Life is like this delicious wine and food, ordinary people can make super high-level cuisine. It's not like the temple that looks very beautiful, but it's all a robot with a mask, without a trace of warmth and trust.
The ordinary people who cross the alley do not have to intrigue and deceive. Even if you don't bring any money today, as long as you say a word about the account next time, Zhao Ji can still eat the top food.
No one here knew him, no one flattered him, and even a few thugs were ready to steal his wallet, but of course Yang Yan broke his hand and threw him into the corner to fend for himself.
But trouble followed, and the ghost sent Ah Niu over with more than a dozen thugs with flowers and arms, "Master Rabbit, look at your fine skin and tender meat, do you want Uncle to take you to have a good time?" ”
The splash behind Ah Niu suddenly burst out laughing, this little scholar is really good-eyed, and he is ready to move. Ah Niu deliberately bullied the superiors just to provoke Zhao Ji, and then find an excuse to teach them a hard lesson.
Hearing the vulgar Ah Niu's ** words that he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the good-tempered Zhao Ji put down the glass cup, gritted his teeth and scolded, "Tokyo City is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, aren't you afraid of the royal law when you wait for the rats?" ”
Before Ah Niu could speak, he saw a flower in front of him, Yang Yan had already rushed to the front, and a cannon hit Ah Niu's jaw, and with the blood splattered out, a scuffle began.
Yang Yan is a leader of the younger generation of the Western Army, who has really worked hard in the sea of corpses and blood, and his skills and consciousness have been tempered. To deal with the splashes of these goods, it is naturally easy to fight four or five.
Ah Niu came to his senses easily, glanced at Yang Yan in the melee, and fiercely pulled out his knife and rushed towards Zhao Ji.
Zhaoxi frowned slightly, and was about to raise his hand to shoot the sleeve crossbow to execute Ah Niu. Zhao Ji raised his hand to stop, "Don't hurt his life, just punish him"
As he spoke, Ah Niu had already rushed to the window, his face was still dripping with blood, his body was covered with mud and blood stains, and a tiger was tattooed on his open chest below the neck.
Before Ah Niu could put his hand into the window, Zhaoxi's figure shook in front of Zhao Ji, and with a casual wave of his hand, he slapped Ah Niu's face. Ah Niu felt the sky spinning, flew out like a cloud, and threw himself back into the mud pit.
The left half of Ah Niu's face was swollen, and he crawled up with a rolling belt, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouth full of teeth. I'll go, this inconspicuous fat man is actually more powerful than the killing god outside, he must have kicked the iron plate today, hurry up and run!
In the face of the crisis, Ah Niu staggered and turned around and blended into the crowd and fled, and those who were beaten by Yang Yan were even more unbearable, and they cried and shouted for their mothers to run into various hidden shops and alleys.
Seeing that Yang Yan beat more than a dozen people by himself, the crowd of onlookers shouted sky-high, Yang Yan arched his hand, "It's too much to deceive people, and I'll punish you a little here, disturb your neighbors, and I hope to bear with me if I am reckless!" ”。
And at this moment, there were still a few pieces of embroidered silk handkerchiefs left on the attic on the second floor, which were obviously women's belongings, presumably because they liked Yang Yan. According to custom, if Yang Yan also likes it, he can return the silk handkerchief to Fang Ze.
Yang Yan's status is extraordinary, and with his responsibilities, it is impossible for him to leave his post without permission to look for flowers and willows, and he still returns to the Western Regions with a slight smile. There is no excitement to see, and the crowd disperses, and this kind of street fight is not uncommon in Crossing the Alley.
Zhao Ji poured two glasses of wine for the two, "Hard work!" ”
Zhao Yang and the others were taken aback, the official family poured wine for themselves, if they didn't kneel to take it, they would be known by the imperial historians or the deacons that there was only one way to die. But now Zhao Ji's white dragon fish suit, once he pays a big salute, he will be exposed.
In a hurry, Zhao Xi raised his index finger and middle finger and bowed on the table instead of himself. Yang Yan also concocted the same method, and finally resolved a flying disaster.
Zhao Ji smiled and praised: "What a shrewd old scholar!" Yang Yan, go to Nanhe Street! ”
Yang Yan smiled involuntarily, "You sit down safely, just leave it to the little one." ”