Chapter 690: The Meeting of the Upper Yuan (4)

The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. Wen Xunzhi, the prefect of Shuntian, Xie Zun, the king of southeast rice, and the patriarchs of several other major clans in the city came together, and Yang Chengzu also had to personally greet him at the head of the door to show respect.

It's like that noble son, but you don't have to come down like this, no matter what, the identity is still there. What's more, there are two ways of civil and military, these bastards don't give much face to literati on weekdays, and they can't play with this group of people. It doesn't matter what your identity is, in short, I won't bully you, but I don't respect you, and I don't commit wells and rivers.

Yang Ji's business is not run by them, and no one has the heart to receive it, but they think that these people have to talk about poetry or reason as soon as they come, in short, it is very boring. Most of them went to talk about life and ideals with the Oiran ladies who came to perform, and the few who were strong enough sat still, ready to support Yang Chengzu's platform.

Yang Chengzu showed humility, first greeted Xie Zun, and expressed his sympathy for the misfortune suffered by the Xie family. The people who died in the Xie family are equal generations except for the younger generations, Xie Zun does not need to wear filial piety, but he usually advocates thrift and opposes luxury, and now the family is unfortunate, and he is more simple in dressing.

After listening to Yang Chengzu's words, he was also very humble, always emphasizing the kindness of the court, and how his family was sorry for the princess and delayed the princess's life. The meaning of the words is obviously not to return Geng Tie and let the princess choose another horse.

Shangyuan Festival is a special festival in Daming, on this day, everyone can come out at night to watch the lanterns and enjoy the scenery, and the night ban is canceled. Traditionally, Chinese lovers pick up on this day. In a metropolis like Nanjing, this day is even more lively, and decent shops will hang out their own lanterns, which is also a relatively primitive marketing method.

For example, on the Qinhuai River, this kind of day must be indispensable to activities such as poetry clubs and literary gatherings sponsored by wealthy businessmen, and the Oiran ladies read the poems of the talents, or sang the words they wrote, and then danced and performed, which is also an elegant fun.

But today, all the Oiran have been made to Yang Ji, and the poetry club on the other side of the Qinhuai River is all second- and third-rate character performances, and the quality is much worse. The big names are also here to celebrate the opening of Yang Ji, and there are even few people with status, and the literati have no interest in going, and many people have turned to Yang Ji.

Some ladies who admire talents, or idlers who want to see a few beautiful women, all come to Yang Kee Restaurant. Although the restaurant is open today, it is only open to customers invited by stickers, and is not open to the public. However, the door of the restaurant is open, and as long as you stand outside the main entrance, you can see the scene inside.

In order to see the people they want to see, everyone desperately squeezes forward and strives for a good position. There is no place to see the performance around the restaurant, and there are also crowds, and all the carriages and sedan chairs in the future are blocked. Although there is no performance to be seen, all kinds of lanterns have been hung around the restaurant, with novel styles and excellent workmanship, which makes those spectators applaud. The dragon and lion dance team hired by the restaurant will beat the drums earth-shatteringly, and perform with their whole body in the open space outside the main entrance of the restaurant.

Because of the bustle here, even some entertainers are also attracted to find a place to perform projects such as chest crushing boulders or golden gun throat locks, begging to earn some pocket money. Bursts of singing mixed with these noisy sounds came from the restaurant, and it was no longer clear on the street, but the melody was still very beautiful, and the voice was sweet enough, which still made some people applaud incessantly.

Several strangers wearing kimonos, combing their heads, and wearing clogs were in the midst of the chaos, advancing along the crowd. The prosperity of a big city like Nanjing is obviously something they have never seen, and their eyes can't stop looking left and right, greedily watching the beautiful night scene.

When they came to Yang Ji's door, the crowd stood still, and they stopped. In front of them, there were more than 20 strong men in military uniforms, and at first glance they were martial artists. These men are strong and fierce-looking, and they can make people get out of the way with a single slash. With them out of the way, this group of people easily squeezed to the front. It is easy to see everything that is happening in the hall along the open door.

On the first floor of the restaurant, there is a temporary stage, and more than a dozen girls are wearing fairy clothes and feather clothes in winter, dancing and singing. The long-sleeved dance, I don't know what the mechanism is, scattering countless delicate petals from a high place, gently flying between the sky and the earth, and there is still a faint smoke rising under the woman's feet, like a dream.

The strangers were dumbfounded, their eyes were attracted and they didn't move. The leader followed the rhythm of the dance, forgetting to beat the beat with his hands, while several subordinates took out the gold judgment from the money bag in their waists, and asked how to reward the dancers.

"The Heavenly Empire, it is really amazing, the dances danced by these women, even the best dance masters, are difficult to match." The leader of the strangers spoke Chinese fluently, and said to the man next to him: "Mr. Xie, before we return to China, can you arrange such a performance for us?" I...... I'd like to see it more often, and as for the cost, it's negotiable. ”

The man beside him was a lean man in his forties, of medium stature and shrewd appearance, but his gaze always made people feel a little gloomy. The man saw that a few strangers were very interested in the performance, and looked up at the plaque again, and smiled slightly, "If Mr. Zongshi is interested in this kind of performance, he can see as many as he wants." We've come to the right place, and the person you're looking for is in this restaurant. ”

The leader named Zongshi was overjoyed: "Master Xie, does he also like singing and dancing?" That would be great, I think we found a common thread again. ”

But at this moment, I don't know what happened in the restaurant, several strong men appeared, closed the door of the restaurant, and then there was a rustling sound, and countless curtains fell, blocking all the windows tightly, and it was impossible to see what was happening inside. A few strangers let out an exclamation, followed by a quick response, and some reached for their waists, only to find that they were not armed.

The spectators outside the restaurant were also in an uproar, pointing to the restaurant and talking about it, speculating about what was going on inside. Zong Shi looked at the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man smiled calmly, "Mr. Zong She, don't worry, my surname is also Xie." In the city of Nanjing, there is no place where our surname Xie can't enter. ”

He came to the door of the restaurant and shouted a few times inside, and then a bodyguard-like person appeared at the door, the middle-aged man was confident, but the negotiation between the two was not smooth. After a while, it wasn't until he couldn't hold back and turned his face that the door slowly opened.

The people who were doing good things hurried to look over and saw that the performance was still going on, not knowing what was going on. Several strangers and the guards swirled in, and when the last one entered, the door was shut, and the curtain was lowered.

Before the people who entered the restaurant had time to enjoy the singing and dancing, they were attracted by the sound of shouting and cheering. As soon as I thought of this, I heard a scream, and a black shadow fell from the sky like a broken sack from the second floor, and fell heavily in front of those strangers.