Chapter Eighty-Eight: The So-Called Genius
"Really? That's great! ”
"That's it, that's it, it's so relieving! Let them Fuguilou always use their crooked brains to rob our business, and finally hit the wall, they deserve it! ”
"Yes, you deserve it, you see that kid's smug touch, his nostrils are going to rise to the sky."
When everyone heard the good news, the big stone that had been hanging in their hearts for a day completely fell to the ground, and they were so happy that they forgot the rules, and they talked nonsense without waiting for the old shopkeeper to speak.
The old shopkeeper coughed heavily, and when he saw that everyone was smirking, he stopped his mouth, and then said in a deep voice, "Business depends on means, and there are times when you win or lose, you can't your tail if you have the upper hand, and we can't throw stones when people fall into the well." This is the truth of being a person and doing business.
Don't huddle around here, let's go back and get busy, remember to keep your mouth shut, and if I hear anyone talking nonsense outside, they won't be paid this month. ”
When he had finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the account room with his hands behind his back. Leaving everyone for their own purses, they all kept their mouths shut, but the smile on their faces couldn't be hidden.
The little steward patted the slightly disappointed young man and said with a smile, "Our shopkeeper is afraid that you will be overjoyed for a while, and you will cause trouble for our boss without a cover, but in fact, he is happier than anyone else." Sanxi has made a great contribution today, awarding you a good dish, and you can order whatever you like. ”
The young man is not very old, and it is the time to be greedy and playful, and when he heard the compliment, the steward immediately shouted, "I want to eat braised pork!" ”
When the fat chef heard this, he knocked on the spatula in his hand with a smile and said with a smile, "Okay, today this chef will make you a big bowl with his own hands, and you will eat it so much that you will lose your teeth." ”
Everyone laughed, and then dispersed, still busy not mentioning.
The little steward looked everywhere, and saw that there was nothing unusual, and went back to the account room to serve. Shopkeeper Luo was half-leaning in the high-backed chair, holding tea in one hand and beating the drum on the table with the other, singing loudly his favorite drama, shaking his head from time to time, showing that the mood was extremely happy.
The little steward couldn't help but smile, and waited until the old man finished singing before asking, "Shopkeeper, am I going to send a letter to our son?" ”
"Oh, I'm afraid Childe is also worried about it, hurry up and deliver the letter! I'm so happy and confused! The old shopkeeper sat up busily, and instructed, "Childe is the most impatient to get together with those fake scholars, you go to the kitchen to cook two good dishes and send them together, and Childe will be easier to get out." ”
"Yes, shopkeeper." The little steward smiled and went away.
In Zhang's Mansion at the end of Jade Bird Street in the west of the city, on this day, the third prince invited friends who are familiar with each other to come to the door for a small gathering, write poems and paintings, listen to the wind and enjoy the plum blossoms, and the laughter and laughter shook the snow on the trees from time to time, and it was very lively.
The large flower hall that was originally set with tables and chairs has long been vacant at this time, and more than a dozen charcoal pots are placed in the corners of the house, which are as warm as spring everywhere.
There are several layers of thick wool carpet on the floor in the middle of the hall, and seven or eight small square tables are placed around at random, and there are white jade wine jugs and a few scattered gold-painted dishes on the square table, all of which show the wealth of the Zhang family.
The guests after Fang looked at the young scholars, with scarves on their heads and robes on their bodies, all of them were elegant and handsome, but it was a pity that after three or five dishes of good dishes and seven or eight glasses of wine, they were all so dissolute that they didn't look good.
Zhang Sangongzi's dark trimmed royal blue satin round-necked robe, at this time the neckline was already loose and half-grinning, extremely indecently revealing the white silk and bamboo pattern of the middle coat inside, and the crown of hair inlaid with large jadeite on his head was also crooked, and a few strands of broken hair hung down, but he covered most of the ugly face for him.
Although the beautiful woman sitting in his arms was smiling, she tried her best not to let the disgust in her heart come out. Zhang Sangongzi seemed to be ignorant, and from time to time he shook his fan and sang a few limerick poems about the donkey's lips not hitting the horse's mouth, or raised a wine glass to feed the beautiful woman, looking at her shy and coquettish appearance, and laughed out loud.
The rest of the people are also used to seeing him like this on weekdays, and from time to time they compliment a few words and praise their stinky feet, and their hearts are inevitably uneven. If this stupid man hadn't had a good father with a high and powerful position in the government, and his family was very rich, they wouldn't have been so disobedient to flattery. However, throwing out a few words of praise like this can get a good table of wine and a day of singing, which is not a loss.
Zhang Sangongzi poured a few glasses of liquor from the beauty in his arms, and looked up at Fang Jie, who was still neatly dressed at the bottom left, and didn't move a few chopsticks on the table, just blindly drank slowly, so he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Fang Xian, but I don't like the wine and food in our house is not as good as your Baiyunju, why are you so rude and polite?" ”
When everyone heard this, they also clamoured, "That is, Brother Fang Xian's restaurant is doing business now, and if you make a fortune, you won't recognize us poor scholars." ”
A hint of impatience flashed in Fang Jie's half-drooping eyes, but his subordinates put down their wine glasses, and they were just about to speak, but a woman outside the door smiled and said, "Forgive me, sons, the slave family is late." ”
As soon as the words fell, a tall woman turned around behind the four-fold flower and bird screen at the door. With towering sideburns, delicate eyebrows, and white skin, he is really beautiful like a flower. If that's all, it can only be said that she is slightly better than the other women in the house, and there is not much to be amazed.
However, after she smiled and saluted, she stretched out her hand and untied the red cloak, revealing the costume inside.
In such a deep winter season, she only wore a plain white brocade robe with a slightly simple style, on which the dark brown silk threads dragged down to embroider into strong branches, and the branches were stacked with vermilion silk threads to form plum blossoms, extending from the skirt to the left breast. Walking with the waist swaying, the plum blossoms seem to be blown by the wind and snow, making people more and more active.
Such beautiful clothes lined with beautiful women made everyone in the room stunned. The woman's eyes flowed, taking in everyone's expressions into her eyes, covering her mouth and smiling, her crisp breasts trembled slightly, her thin waist was slightly bent, like the first blooming buds in the morning breeze, it was really beautiful.
Zhang Sangongzi was the first to wake up, his throat moved fiercely, and then he clapped his hands and praised loudly, "Beautiful, it's so beautiful!" The peony girl's curious and ingenious thoughts, not to mention the rest, just wearing this shirt can make the women in the city hide their faces and be ashamed. ”
Peony seemed to be a little embarrassed by praise, and said in a low voice, "The third prince will make fun of the slave family, if this word spreads, it will provoke the entire city of women to be enemies of the slave family." ”
Zhang Sangongzi laughed, waved his hand and motioned for the maids to add another small square to come up, and responded, "The banquet is halfway over, and I originally thought that the girl would not come." Thankfully, we weren't drunk yet, otherwise we would have missed the view. ”
Everyone laughed and agreed, this one said, "The peony girl really deserves to be the first beauty in Cuiluan City!" ”
The one said, "Peony girl, if you arrive a moment early, we will have a beautiful woman in the painting." ”
Peony heard everyone's praise, so she naturally wanted to thank her again, but when she got up, she raised her hand to stop the maid from placing another square table, and said with a smile, "Why bother my sisters to arrange wine and food, I just have a table with which son." ”
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, but they were a little embarrassed to look at the aggrieved beauty beside them. Zhang Sangongzi didn't pay attention to these, and was about to push away the beauty beside him, but he didn't want Peony Lianbu to move away and sit down next to Fang Jie.
Everyone was immediately jealous, and their eyes shot at Fang Jie, the "lucky one", like arrows.
Zhang Sangongzi was even more annoyed, he had sent someone to invite eight beauties to come to help, but he didn't want to have one of them temporarily hurt the cold, so there must be one person who has no beauty to accompany him. Fang Jie smiled at the time and said that he wanted to drink alone, and he also secretly praised a few words, not wanting to let him pick up such a big bargain.
However, no matter how annoyed he is in his heart, as the head of the family, it is not good for him to take it seriously and rob people. So he had to smile reluctantly, "Brother Fang Xian, today is the peach blossom luck, with a beauty like the peony girl to accompany you, you must drink a few more glasses." Everyone also echoed loudly with a full of sour vinegar.
Fang Jie sniffed the heavy fragrance of flowers beside him, his eyebrows jumped a few times, and he was really disgusted with this peach blossom luck in his heart, but he pretended to be flattered on his face, and falsely invited Peony to sit beside him, and then drank three cups in a row, and said with a smile, "Thank you brothers for giving in, but the little brother is disrespectful." ”
Everyone laughed and drank with him, which can be regarded as reluctantly letting him go.
Peony Jiao smiled and raised the wine jug to fill Fang Jie with wine, and laughed in a low voice, "Young Master Fang, I haven't seen you for a long time, but the slave family is thinking of you." ”
Fang Jie smiled faintly and responded, "Originally, I was supposed to go to the girl's place to taste wine, but then I heard that the girl's affairs were complicated, so I didn't bother." ”
Peony's face darkened when he heard this, and he said in a low voice, "Childe is annoyed with Peony, Peony is in the dust, and he can't help himself, how can he do what he does?" These days, Peony has trouble sleeping and eating, for fear that the son will never come to the door again..."
As she said this, her eyes slowly turned red, as if her heart was full of grievances and helplessness, and she was so weak and helpless, which was extremely pitiful.
When any man saw her, he couldn't wait to immediately take her in his arms and comfort her softly. It's a pity that Fang Jie still smiled lightly and refused to say more, which made the "amorous sons" who secretly peeked on the side feel distressed.
Zhang Sangongzi was the first to transform into a flower protection messenger and asked, "Brother Fang Xian, what did Miss Peony do wrong to make you unhappy?" As a man, how can you watch a beautiful woman cry? ”
"That is, if Miss Peony has something difficult to tell us, maybe we will persuade Brother Fang Xian to change his mind."
Peony pinched the handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, as if she tried her best to show a smile and thank her, but finally failed. She sighed softly and said, "It's all Peony's fault, don't blame Fang Gongzi for being angry." Originally, some time ago, the slave family made an appointment with Fang Gongzi to taste wine and enjoy the flowers, but Mama asked the slave family to go to Qian Dong's house to support the party, so Fang Gongzi misunderstood the slave family..."
She said these words half-concealed, but everyone in the house was well-informed, and the grievances between Fuguilou and Baiyunju were also well understood, and after a little pondering, she thought she understood the inside story.
(The other day, cervical spondylosis caused breathing difficulties, and the doctor warned me not to sit in front of the computer for more than four hours a day, and I didn't take it seriously.) As a result, tragedy came. It was painful to wake up in the middle of the night. Now I have to go to cervical spine massage every other day, and I can't even eat when I get home, so it's time to write a chapter. Therefore, I am afraid that the days of going to massage in the future will have to be single. The tentative order number is updated at 8 p.m., and the double number is updated at 12 a.m. and 8 p.m. I hope my friends understand, I have to catch my breath before I can code words. If it's not too uncomfortable one day, it must be more, thank you for your support! In addition, friends must also exercise more, don't always sit in front of the computer, cervical spondylosis can really kill people. )