Chapter Eighty-Nine: Pretending to be an Officer, Playing the White Dragon Fish Costume and Saving the Holy Horse (3)
The donkey cart walked for a long time, and then finally entered Zhuozhou. I saw that although Zhuozhou City is not too big, the ground is made of green bricks, and neatly trimmed trees are planted on both sides of each street and alley, and the houses and shops under the shade of green trees are also in good order, and most of the people who come and go from south to north also have smiles on their faces, and they do not seem to be affected by the Song Liao War at all.
Du Tingyi looked at the street scene and smiled with satisfaction, "Look at it, this is what my Great Song Dynasty should look like, not as dilapidated as Gu'an County, and there is not even a good restaurant!" ”
Lu Mengzheng pointed to a small two-story restaurant in the middle of the street, and said: "General Du, although this restaurant is not the largest in Zhuozhou, it can be regarded as a more decent one, so you can always eat now, right?" ”
Du Tingyi pursed his lips and said with some displeasure: "I ate this restaurant a few years ago, and the taste is so-so, far inferior to Fanlou in Tokyo, I think it's better to change it!" ”
Wan Jianfeng said with a smile: "General Du, you still have the spirit to pick fat and thin, it seems that you haven't contributed much on the battlefield!" Since we are not hungry, it is better for us to save the money for food and continue to travel. ”
Lu Mengzheng also said: "According to Xiaosheng, it's better to tighten your belt, hurry for another three days and three nights, and let's have dinner again when we stay in Tokyo!" ”
Murong Yunyao licked the corners of her mouth with her tongue, and said meaningfully: "Anyway, this girl has eaten enough in Gu'an County, if you are willing to continue to travel, this girl has no opinion." ”
Du Tingyi helplessly hammered the board, as if he had made a lot of determination, and then said: "Okay, then let's go here." I've been hungry for a day and a night, and if I don't have anything to eat, I'm going to starve to death! ”
Wan Jianfeng hurriedly said: "Hey, brother, this young man is so big, it's the first time I've seen you as a deserter!" You said that you don't contribute when you kill the enemy, and you are not small when you smash the car board! Your ass is the most expensive along the way, and most of the car is occupied by you, if it is broken, see where you are lying! Du Tingyi closed his mouth when he heard this, and lay silently on the car board, as if he didn't want to talk to Wan Jianfeng again for the rest of his life.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Mengzheng had already driven the car to the door of the small restaurant, tied the donkey to the stone lion guarding the door, and then helped Du Tingyi get out of the car. Wan Jianfeng and Murong Yunyao entered the restaurant in a few steps, but Du Tingyi was not in a hurry to enter, but looked up and down at this small restaurant, and found that it had been renovated at some point. The interior of the building is made of pale yellow cypress wood, which is very clean, and a layer of pulp grows over time, shining in the sun.
Du Tingyi was hungry, for fear that he would pick and choose again, and the three of them really wanted to leave him, so he had to walk quickly into the store. Seeing this, Lu Mengzheng smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in after him.
In the lobby of the restaurant, there are more than a dozen guests. Some were nearby merchants, some were the children of the city's eunuchs, some were travelers who happened to pass through this place, and a few people in the rivers and lakes with swords in their hands.
Seeing that the hall was mixed, Du Tingyi pouted dissatisfied, walked up the stairs opposite the door, and went straight to the private room on the second floor. Wan Jianfeng hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Brother, you don't have to pay for this meal, you can just harm my money, right?" ”
Murong Yunyao said: "General Du, this benevolent brother was still a flower boy a few days ago, and today he was willing to spend a lot of money to invite you to dinner, but I don't know which tendon is wrong, if you are so picky again, he will really be angry." Du Tingyi sighed helplessly, reluctantly went down the stairs, and sat down at a table against the wall in the innermost.
After a few people sat down, Wan Jianfeng called a man, Du Tingyi was about to order first, Wan Jianfeng remembered the name of the dish he had just reported in the tavern, hurriedly covered his mouth, and said to the man: "This guest master has typhoid fever, you stay away from him, be careful that he infects you!" ”
The guy nodded hurriedly, and automatically consciously stayed away from Du Tingyi, for fear of getting sick. Then he said to Wan Jianfeng with a smile on his face: "Master Ke, you can order it, as long as you can order it, the small shop can do it." ”
Murong Yunyao was a little familiar when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the scene of Wan Jianfeng ordering food in the palace of Wugong County, for fear that he would order disgusting things such as ant heart and rat gall wine, so he hurriedly covered Wan Jianfeng's mouth with his hand. Said: "Xiao Er, you stay away from him, he ...... He also had typhoid fever! ”
When the guy heard this, he really took a few steps back, and said a little nervously: "Then, which guest master ordered?" If you don't order it, the small ones will go to the back and rest first. ”
Murong Yunyao said: "I'll order ......" Before she finished her sentence, Wan Jianfeng suddenly remembered that her ordering would never be cheaper than Du Tingyi's, and she covered her mouth with her hand again, and said hesitantly: "She...... She's got typhoid fever too, so you'd better stay away from her! ”
Lu Meng was watching the three of them twist together, and laughed dumbly, but the guy nervously retreated again and again, his voice choked, "Guest...... Master Ke, why did you all get typhoid fever one by one, you came to the shop as a group not to eat, but to make money and kill people! ”
Wan Jianfeng tilted his head in the direction of Lu Mengzheng, and said with difficulty: "Xiao Er, he doesn't have a cold, you can ask him what kind of food to eat!" ”
The guy hurriedly looked at Lu Mengzheng and asked anxiously: "Master Ke, what do you want to hurry up, the small family has a wife and children, but I don't want to get typhoid fever!" ”
Lu Mengzheng smiled and said, "A pot of wine, three plates of good side dishes are enough." ”
The guy nodded, and ran away as if he had been amnestied, and Wan Jianfeng also breathed a long sigh of relief, and let go of the hand holding Murong Yunyao and Du Tingyi. Murong Yunyao's cheeks stirred a few times, and he didn't say anything, as if he was used to it. Du Tingyi frowned and asked, "The surname is Wan, how long has it been since you washed your stinky hands?" If you cover me for a little longer, I can go to the government to sue you for money and murder!" ”
Wan Jianfeng stretched out his hands and said, "Wash your hands? Ben Shaoxia never washes his hands except when he takes a bath. I originally thought that I would take a bath in the Gaoliang River in a few days, and maybe my whole body would be soaked in sorghum wine after washing, but since the Song-Liao War has ended, it seems that this bath will be saved for later. ”
A few people were talking and laughing, when they suddenly heard three men who looked like merchants behind them, gathered around a table, muttering something in a whisper. At first, their voices were kept as low as possible, but as they began to talk more and more speculatively, they gradually became louder.
I only heard a young man say: "A few people, have you heard?" Zhao Guangyi, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, personally led hundreds of thousands of troops to conquer Yanyun, and guess what? The Song army was defeated at the Gaoliang River, not only killing and wounding countless soldiers, but also Zhao Guangyi himself was nowhere to be found. ”
A man who was a little older said: "To say that the current emperor Zhao Guangyi is far worse than his second brother Zhao Kuangyin, he is very ruthless to the weak countries under him, and he is very incompetent against the strong countries. It's a pity that Emperor Taizu died early, otherwise don't say that recovering Yanyun is destroying the Liao Kingdom, and it's not a fool's dream! ”
Another man with a hoarse voice said mysteriously, "Don't you know? Emperor Taizu was killed by his younger brother Zhao Guangyi, otherwise the throne would have been Zhao Dezhao, the eldest son of Taizu, the king of Wugong County, which round would have been succeeded by Zhao Guangyi? ”
The young man became interested and asked, "Is this true?" In the past, many people said that Zhao Guangyi was not in the right position, but I still didn't understand what was going on. ”
The older man sighed and said, "Alas, although the King of Wugong County is not as literate and martial as Taizu, he is also a hundred times stronger than Zhao Guangyi. If Zhao Guangyi really died like this, and Zhao Dezhao succeeded to the throne, maybe the world would be more peaceful than it is now. ”
The two nodded and sighed, and then the three of them paid for the wine and left the tavern one after another. Wan Jianfeng has lived in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he has long been familiar with these remarks, and he can't arouse his interest at all, so he drinks a glass of Chinese wine by himself. But Du Tingyi didn't know where an evil fire came from, his fists clenched so hard that he clenched and "gurgled", and the wine glass in front of him was also knocked to the ground, and the wine spilled all over him. He gasped for a few breaths, but he endured it.
(End of chapter)