"Guest, are you staying or dining?"

Zhu Houwei dragged his legs as heavy as lead into the 'Xizi Restaurant', on the shore of this West Lake, which can make the name of the restaurant Xizi, which shows that the strength of the owner of this restaurant is absolutely good, which is a typical business card effect.

Of course, looking at the strength of a store is not just a store name, and it is always hard power to open a business and want to make money.

It's like in Huzhou, Zhu Houwei opened the Wangfu Restaurant, everyone in Huzhou knows that this restaurant is the property under the name of Yongwang, but if the dishes, drinks and even supporting services can't keep up, diners still won't buy it, and in the end, only official figures or wealthy businessmen who want to cling to Yongwang's Mansion come twice from time to time, which can be regarded as maintaining Yongwang's face.

Wangfu Restaurant can have today's performance, after all, it depends on its own strength rather than Zhu Houwei's face, and only its own strength is hard enough to earn the wealth that is difficult for other restaurants to achieve, although it is jealous but can only sigh.

West Lake has always been one of the best tourist attractions, think about the Golden Week in the future, the scene of the crowd, you can only sigh that the charm of the West Lake is really unstoppable, and at the same time depressed with the crowd drifting want to vomit blood.

Now it is naturally not as exaggerated as the later generations, but it is not an exaggeration to describe it with a flow of people, the eyes of businessmen are poisonous, the shopkeeper saw Zhu Houwei's brocade clothes and jade belt, and at first glance he was the son of a rich and noble family, plus the young man around him must be a woman in disguise, naturally I know that it is a distinguished guest, and ordinary guests have their own little two greetings, for distinguished guests, how can they not welcome them.

"Prepare two upper rooms, and send some delicious food and wine to the room." Zhu Houwei commanded, and said: "Prepare fragrant soup again, this ...... This son wants to bathe. ”

"Okay, Childe, please come here." The shopkeeper led the way and took Zhu Houwei to the backyard.

Xizi Restaurant covers an extremely wide area, on the shore of this West Lake, such a location can be described as an inch of land, but this restaurant can cover an area of dozens of acres, which shows how strong the strength is.

There is a way to do business, such as this restaurant that integrates food and accommodation.

Now that the triennial Oiran Tournament is held, there are two or three times more tourists in West Lake than in previous years, and the vast majority of tourists are here for the Oiran, including the wealthy merchants and gentry and even the people in the Shilin.

These people can spend a lot of money for the women they admire, or they can spend a lot of money to make friends with the government and cling to the powerful, and as for those who are not very proud of the literati and ink writers, they will take out their proud works and give them to a certain participating girl to sing, once the girl has achieved a good ranking, then his own poet will also be famous all over the world.

There is no need to say much about whether it is useful for scientific research with fame, but it must have improved its status in Shilin.

"Is the prince tired, the concubine pinched the prince's feet." After serving Zhu Houwei to bathe, Sister Yu was very 'considerate' to hammer Zhu Houwei's feet, she was not as tired as Zhu Houwei, she was the consciousness of the initiator.

Zhu Houwei poured himself a glass of wine, people who don't like wine regard it as poison, but those who like it think it is fairy jade dew, even if the wine has the notoriety of wearing intestinal poison, but as long as it can make people forget their sorrows, relax their minds, and relieve fatigue, then what if it is poison?

"Today in Lingyin Temple, you asked for a sign, what did you ask for?" Zhu Houwei took a sip of wine, and suddenly felt that the fatigue on his body had gone by half.

Sister Yu'er's face turned red and said, "The prince is knowingly asking, and the slave family ignores the prince." As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his belly.

Speaking of which, she has been sleeping for a few months, and she is the only one who has been stained with the rain and dew of the prince, but why is this stomach so unlucky?

Children are a woman's greatest confidence, in a place like the palace, children are the guarantee of status, Sister Yu wants a child but can't conceive, which makes her feel more and more crisis.

In these days, there is no such thing as not being able to have children half of the problem of men, in the universal values, it is the fault of women who cannot give birth to children, and women who cannot give birth to children are hens who cannot lay eggs.

What will happen to the hen if she doesn't lay eggs, there is no doubt that she can only be stewed, and the only thing that a wife who can't give birth to a child can do is to be a concubine for her husband.

There is no problem with seeking medical advice, so Sister Yu can only pin her hopes on the body of the gods and Buddhas, and now it is rare to have the opportunity to come out, so she naturally wants to worship the temple in the mountains and burn incense when she meets the Buddha.

Sister Yu'er's mood of wanting a child Zhu Houwei empathizes, and even Zhu Houwei is more depressed and eager to have a child than Sister Yu.

No matter who it happened to, it was too bizarre and mysterious, even if it had been eighteen years since he traveled to the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houwei still felt so unreal.

How to make this unreal ambiguity real and clear, Zhu Houwei's answer to himself is inheritance.

Only when his own bloodline is born in this world and his inheritance can be continued, can he truly feel that he is a living person, not a thing that he doesn't know what it is.

And Zhu Houwei still has a sense of crisis, and this sense of crisis comes from his brother Zhu Houzhao!

In history, the Ming Wuzong had no heirs, so after Zhu Houzhao died, he could only choose Zhu Houxi from the close branch to inherit the throne, what is this?

This is a typical infertility.

Zhu Houzhao doesn't care whether he is faint or not, at least one thing is certain, that is, he has countless maidens in his life, but Zhu Houzhao, who has countless women, has no bloodline, what is it if it is not infertility? Could it be that all the women who have been fortunate by him are sick?

Zhu Houzhao is like this, Zhu Houwei is also worried about himself, in case he is also infertile, then what if he sits on the throne? Even if he can fulfill his ambitions, what can he do? What if Daming can stand on top of the world?

In the end, it is just a wedding garment for others.

Don't talk about the Ming Dynasty, let alone talk about the ancestors and ancestors, he is a traverser, his soul is born in New China, growing up under the red flag of the new new human being, he does not have such a strong sense of belonging to the Ming Dynasty, if you say feelings, at best, it is because the Ming Dynasty is the last dynasty of the Han people, he does not want to see the Han Dynasty be seized by foreign races after more than 100 years, so that the process of civilization will stagnate or even regress, and then let the Chinese nation suffer a hundred years of humiliation.

If he has his own bloodline, then he will do everything possible to let the Ming Dynasty continue, instead of letting the dynasties not get out of the cycle of fate!