The brand where the swallow once rested is actually quite imposing. Those words are even more vigorous, and they are very worthy of the name, "Zhenyuan Gongfu".

He Da, the prince of the town, lived in this mansion. Because of that incident back then, He Da won the name of Zhenguo and became the pillar of Soochow under one person and above ten thousand people.

Zhen Guogong has always been diligent, although it is still early, but he has already practiced, and even used breakfast; At this time, He Da, the prince of Zhenguo, was in the study, reading the battle report in the east.

"Dongliang really has a lofty heart, although he has not crossed the Yaochi realm, but he has a million soldiers in Yanyun, and he has the posture of dominating the world. ”

Looking at the battle report, He Da was thinking like this, and heard someone outside the house sing:

The north is Yanyun, and the south is wild,

The west is Sanwu, the east has Dongliang, and the Yaochi Wonderland is in the center

The people of the long yellow sand are suffering, and there is a distant foreign country

I can't tell what is right and wrong, and the years that I don't know are long,

The smoke is splendid and hidden, and Lan is out of the hero's hide?,

The vicissitudes of life are only for a moment, and there is no reason to discuss them carefully

Thousands of corpses and bones are everywhere, and the grand plan is unparalleled,

In the end, it just became a book, or maybe it was just a dream

Why bother

Hearing this, the Duke of Zhenguo stood up and shouted: "Someone!"

When the door of the study opened, the old family member He Zhong walked in with a few family members: "Master"

"Go, call the singer in!"

"Master, you rapper?" Several family members looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Why? Don't you hear? Yanyun in the north and wilderness in the south..."

"Sir, we really didn't hear it. ”

Inside the house, there was a long silence......

When the door opened again, Hoda's personal advisor walked in. looked at a few family members, and said to He Dabai:

"Guogong..."

"Get out. He Da waved his hand, and He Zhong's family members retreated.

"Guogong, the dragon has ridden out of the West City Gate. When only He Da and the strategist were left in the room, the strategist spoke.

"So fast?"?? Despite this question, He Da did not seem to be very surprised.

"Yes, and it was Zhao Yi who led it personally. ”

"It seems that he really cares about this daughter. Are the people sent out reliable?"? He Da hid the battle report and looked at the strategist.

"It's all dead. The strategist said: "It's best to kill it, and if you can't kill it, at least you can blame it on the Xiwu side." ”

"Let it be. It was originally an idle move, and it started in a hurry, so why should it be discussed carefully. When He Da said this, he couldn't help but think of the song he had just heard.......

On the south bank of West Lake, there is a small town called Qiantang. Although it is a small town, it is a place where Sanwu businessmen gather. Because it is the intersection of Eastern Wu, Western Wu and Southern Wu, businessmen from all walks of life will sell their goods here, each taking what he needs. Longjing tea in Southern Wu, blue and white porcelain in Western Wu, and fruit in Eastern Wu are all very good and sasked goods here.

Where there is money, it is natural that there is money. In Qiantang Town, there are all kinds of restaurants and sound and color fields, and the business is surprisingly good. No, along the West Lake, a new restaurant has recently opened. The boss specially invited a learned gentleman and gave him a very learned turtle name,......

"Suqiu Pavilion"!

It was past noon, and there were no more customers in the restaurant, which was already not crowded. No way, no matter how good the newly opened restaurant is, it will slowly become popular. The boss was asking the guy to take care of the restaurant, and when he looked up, he saw a man in a strange costume walking in.

There are many weirdos in Qiantang, but the boss doesn't care very much, and when he sees someone entering the door, the boss hurriedly stepped forward and replied as if he was watching silver enter the door: "Oh, guest officer." You inside, please. Guy~~~, please go to the private room on the second floor. ”

While following Xiao Er upstairs, the man said with a smile: "The second floor is good, let's go to Agarwood House." ”

"Hmm... No, guest officer? The guy who was about to take the man upstairs said.

"Huh?? Isn't the innermost room on the second floor called Agarwood House?" The man seemed to be surprised.

"Guest officer, this... Not really. The guy said in embarrassment.

Just as the two were bored with each other, the hotel owner ran over.

"Okay, this name is good!"The boss said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Er, go, go to the craftsman now, the private room in us will be called Agarwood House!"

Sure enough, the suite is still the same suite, very new and antique. Thinking so, the man sat down by the window.

"Guest, what do you order?" The boss thinks that the name Agarwood House is very good, and he is already personally serving this master at this time.

"A West Lake vinegar fish, a Dongpo meat, plus a 30-year-old flower carving. The man ordered the food at his fingertips.

"Guest officer, this...? West Lake vinegar fish, Dongpo meat are the signature dishes of our store, but this old wine, we only have the daughter red, and the champion red. ”

"Oh, yes? Then my daughter is red. "The man has the previous experience, and seeing the boss so attentive, he is much easier to talk to.

The boss happily agreed, and went down to order.

There was no one in the first place, and after a while, the wine and food came up. The man tasted the fish, ate the meat, and drank the old wine. Then, with a smile, he raised his head and said to the boss who was waiting for praise next to him:

"Well, sure enough, it's the taste of before. ”

Hearing the praise, the boss was happy, but he was a little puzzled: "Guest, have you been to the shop before?", no wonder, this store has only been open for a few days, and there are not many customers who come. No matter how bad the boss's memory is, he can still remember it. But why don't you remember this master?

Hearing the boss ask, the man couldn't help laughing, and then said to the boss:

"I've been there since then. "

The boss couldn't help but smile when he heard this nondescript answer: "Thank you, officer, you can take care of the shop more in the future." Alas, it is not easy to open a new store, and I don't know if it can be opened for a long time. "

The man couldn't help laughing when he heard the boss crying poor, and then said:

"Yes, this store will be a thousand-year-old store. "

"Oh, borrow your good words. A thousand-year-old store, that dare is good. Alas, you eat first, and I'll give you the wine to heat it up again. The boss said, took the wine and went downstairs, still sad in his heart: Millennium?

yes, a lot of things are like that. In the beginning, who would have thought about what would happen in a thousand years? For example, this little shop, for example, some articles.

But, at this moment, this is the place, this is the matter, the boss of the Qiu Pavilion should believe it, because the guest official who said "auspicious words" is surnamed Zhuang

Zhilan had already smiled when she saw this restaurant: "I have been here in the future, and many times." At this time, seeing the boss going out bitterly, Zhilan didn't pay attention to it, picked up the old wine and took another sip. The taste is the same, but there is no "bleak life, dripping ridicule." "

Outside the window is the West Lake, compared with the darkness of the room, the water is shining, suddenly like yesterday. The wind blew, and the willow trees outside the window fluttered gently and obliquely. The sunlight shines through the willow tops on the grass in front of the building, leaving a few dapples, but there are no benches that are "not painted".

It was March Day, a very romantic season, and in the newly opened restaurant, when Zhilan put down his wine glass and glanced out the window intentionally, all this scenery fell into his eyes. Then, Zhilan heard a voice outside the private room:

"Boss, Ben... I want the innermost private room!"