Xiyan was surprised, she never thought that the three 'milks' and the jewelry shop opened by the county lord Duanjia were so profitable, how could they make their three 'milks' and 'milks' and the God of Wealth reincarnate......

Jinxiu looked at Xiyan's slightly open mouth, and glared at her with disgust, "Actually, it's not much, don't tell me that Gui Lin Ju earns less than this, you girl." Please search to see the most complete!

Xi Yan sneered, "That's not true. ”

She sighed in her heart, isn't it because Gui Linju made a lot of money, and when the three 'milk' and 'milk' left Shengjing, the restaurant was remembered by others.

Jinxiu didn't sit for long, and left after half an hour.

Immediately after the New Year, Guilinju closed the 'door' the next day!

This is a bitter group of diners, early in the morning in the Guilinju 'door' squatting, until after noon, I don't see the quaint 'door' of Guilinju open, this is really dead, sighing and leaving.

In fact, even if it is a business, it is always necessary to close the 'door' during the New Year's Festival, but if it is a restaurant inn, even if it is closed, it will have to wait until the first two days of Chinese New Year's Eve, and after the New Year, the fifth day of the new year will be opened.

However, the sign hanging on the 'door' of Guilinju turned out to be the 'door' closed during the New Year's Festival, and the repair construction will be carried out after the year, and the opening time will be notified separately......

Although the diners gathered outside Guilinju and wanted to scold their mothers angrily, Guilinju has always had rules, and they have never been seen to violate them, even if they want to rush in and ask why, it is estimated that people will not change their decision.

And Guilinju is like an empty restaurant overnight, and there is no one left, which shows that this matter has already been notified.

It was almost noon, the old Zheng Guogong took a green shed carriage to the back 'door' of Guilinju, the little guy who drove the car stopped the carriage, and knocked on the 'door' who was familiar with the road, and after a while, the 'door' was opened from the inside by a little man in blue.

This time, the little man in blue did not come up to lead the carriage for the old Zheng Guogong, but bowed deeply to Chang Sui, and said apologetically on his face: "Grandpa Guo, I'm really sorry, the small shop will not be in business from today on." ”

At this time, old Zheng Guocheng got down from the carriage, and when he heard this, his wrinkled but bright eyes glared, "What? Don't do business! You open a restaurant, why don't you do business? Do you want to take advantage of your host's absence in the capital to be lazy?"

The little guy in blue 'twitched' the corners of his mouth, and said respectfully: "Where did Grandpa Guo say, the little ones want to earn more wages, how dare they be lazy, this decision is not made by the little ones, but the decision of the three 'milks' and 'milk', and I ask Grandpa Guo to be considerate." ”

As soon as the little guy in blue said this, Old Zheng Guogong frowned and muttered softly: "What the hell is this girl doing?"

Then he looked up and asked the little man in blue, "Is there a cook in the middle of Guilin?"

Hearing what Old Zheng Guogong said, the little man in blue knew that he was still not giving up, so he had to grit his teeth and reply, "Grandpa Guo, the people who returned to Lin Curie left last night, and now there are only a few old servants left to guard the restaurant." ”

In the end, Lao Zheng Guogong could only go home, but the 'color' on his face was really black.

On this day, the little man in blue at least blocked more than 20 'waves' of powerful people who came to Lin Ju to dine at the back 'door'.

In the private room on the second floor of a newly opened teahouse next to Guilinju, a middle-aged man snorted coldly, and dropped the celadon tea cup in his hand on the table, and the tea spilled and flooded a small piece of the tabletop.

The middle-aged man's voice was low, revealing the majesty of the superior, "Yang Yanfeng, this is the restaurant you brought me to the famous capital to close the 'door'?"

Lord Yang coughed embarrassedly, "The emperor is angry, and Weichen didn't expect to return to Linju to suddenly close the 'door' like this." ”

Sitting opposite Lord Yang is Emperor Chengping, who is dressed in a low-key gray 'color' brocade robe today, and a white 'jade' crown, which is no different from the usual dress of the rich and noble.

Emperor Chengping looked through the window, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon narrowed slightly, and looked at the 'door' behind the Guilin residence not far away.

Okay, this group of stinky courtiers used to come here every day after the court to feast their mouths.

They had been sitting here for an hour, and they were all here.

Grandpa Guo, the general, the Zhongshu Order, the Ministry of Industry, the cabinet ministers, and even the unborn Confucianism are here, hehe, what a group of good people.

Emperor Chengping didn't understand, it was just a restaurant in a broken alley, how could it be so recruiting, and the big people who lived in dormancy everywhere rushed to the 'door'. Just put a person who stomps his feet in this Shengjing City can also make the capital tremble, are these people not only going to eat, but to make some big moves?

But it's not quite right, someone is doing something with an empty food box?

This is clearly the rhythm of eating one and taking away one part!

Who is that, not Li Xiuxian from the western suburbs?

This sour Confucian student, Emperor Chengping sent someone to invite him three times in person, the old guy just didn't enter the palace as the prince's west seat, like a thousand-year-old king and didn't move the nest, this is good, the meal of a restaurant will hook you up.

Look at the old guy's trembling body when he got out of the carriage, as if he was about to be blown down by the wind in the next second, but he just didn't fall, and he was still able to stand at the back of the forest house 'door'.

Emperor Chengping was almost stunned.

Lord Yang saw that the 'color' on the saint's face became darker and darker, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, so he had to patiently persuade him, "Your Majesty, let's go back, this Guilin Ju seems to be really closing the 'door', and there is no point in waiting any longer." ”

Emperor Chengping was stubborn, "Sit down for a while, I want to see which foodies are coming!"

Lord Yang sweated profusely on his forehead, and sympathetically gave a piece of wax to his colleagues who came to Linju today and ate the closed door.

"Yan Feng, this meal in the forest house is so magical? Half of the court was seduced. ”

Emperor Chengping was a little resentful.

When Lord Yang heard the emperor ask, he naturally replied with all his might: "To say something bold, Weichen feels that the imperial chef in the emperor's palace is not comparable. ”

He has also come several times, since the opening of Guilinju, even if he is busy, he will definitely accompany his wife to a trip to Guilinju to eat every month, Guilinju has a separate courtyard, each separated, and the sound insulation effect is very good, the design is ingenious, even if you know that there are many colleagues who eat here, but if you don't go to meet, you basically can't touch one place.

If it weren't for his busy schedule, Lord Yang would have liked to come back to Linju every day for dinner.

It's a pity that most people can't be like the old Zheng Guogong, who resigned and enjoyed happiness, and soaked in Guilin Ju for three meals all day.

Emperor Chengping was taken aback when he heard this, it was even better than what the imperial kitchen made...... That's worth it!

As soon as he thought that the food eaten by his courtiers was more delicious than that of an emperor in his dignity, Emperor Chengping began to feel unbalanced.

"Hmph, it turns out that you eat such delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and you are really loyal!"

Lord Yang felt that he was just telling the truth, but he didn't expect to provoke the emperor.

He swallowed nervously, feeling that he was really a companion.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is just this pastime on weekdays, and now that this Guilin Ju has also closed the 'door', I am afraid that it will not be possible to come in the future. ”

Looking at the tightly closed restaurant 'door', Emperor Chengping felt a little more balanced.

"Who opened such a powerful restaurant?"

Seeing that the saint was not pursuing it, Lord Yang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly replied, "Actually, the saint has also seen the owner of this restaurant. ”

"Oh? ”

Lord Yang smiled slightly, "It's the Jinyi Township Jun you personally sealed." ”

"Jinyi?"

Suddenly, a familiar face flashed in front of Emperor Chengping, he was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth rarely brought a faint smile, "It turned out to be that girl, what about people, you go and send someone to call her in a while, I want to ask why this stinky girl closed the restaurant." ”

Lord Yang was embarrassed, "Your Majesty, Jinyi Xiangjun went to the north, but now he is not in the capital......"

"What, went to Liangzhou in the north?" Emperor Chengping's brows furrowed instantly, and a pair of sharp eyes looked at Lord Yang fixedly, and Lord Yang felt that the whole person was not good.

He had no choice but to explain that fortunately, Mrs. Yang and Chu Lian had a good relationship, otherwise he would not have known about these things.

"I've been there for two or three months, and the emperor forgot, He Saburo is also in Liangzhou! ”

"Even if that's the case, where is there a 'girl' going to the north! Jing'anbo Mansion is just nonsense!"

Lord Yang's head was big, "Your Majesty, there is no one in Jing'an Bo Mansion except for Jinyi Township." ”

Emperor Chengping was reminded by Lord Yang, but suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, although he knew that Old Taijun He had no choice, but his heart was still not very refreshing.

No matter how you say it, Jinyi Xiangjun is also half of their royal people, and he is the township monarch he has personally sealed, why should he be so tossed by the old woman of the He family?

As soon as these words were mentioned, they turned to the war in the north, and Emperor Chengping no longer had the mind to serve him, and took Lord Yang to "go home".

As soon as the new year passes, time flies like a white horse.

In the blink of an eye, it is another four or five days, and Chinese New Year's Eve is not far away.

Even the large camp of the northern border army relaxed at this time, and the firehead soldiers began to prepare the wine and food for Chinese New Year's Eve.

But Chu Lian, who was still busy with the maids a few days ago, was wilting for the past two days, and he couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

It's been nearly ten days, and He Changdi still hasn't come back.

When I came to Vietnam, the snow mountain Lan 'flower' on Amin Mountain had withered yesterday.

Chu Lian 'inserted' her hands into the warm rabbit 'hair' sleeves, and the hand stove was stuffed in the sleeves, but she still felt cold.

Every day, she had to send Wen Qingwen Lan to the 'gate' to take a look, and from time to time she sent people to the northern border army camp to inquire about He Changdi's news.

Every time she was disappointed, Chu Lian leaned crookedly on the warm pit, and was not in the mood to do anything else, so he carefully recalled the plot in the original book, but unfortunately, the war in the north in the original book was never written in detail.

Just as he was distracted, Steward Qin ran in in a panic, forgetting even the etiquette.

His face was full of anxiety and panic, "Three...... Three 'milk' 'milk', you go out and take a look, the third young master is injured!"

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