In the center of Jianbei County, there is a three-story Yuqing Restaurant, the wine and food of the restaurant is the best in the county, so the business has been good, the merchants, dignitaries, and merry scholars are willing to play in the Yuqing Restaurant, especially at noon, the business is very good. On the second floor of Yuqing Restaurant, there is a big table near the window, six people eat on the table, there are eight dishes on the table, there are braised carp, braised pork, roast chicken, and lake shrimp in Tianchang Lake, sauce elbow, cooked beef, and two plates of green vegetables. There are also two pots of Jianbei's specialty small shochu on the table.

There was a handsome boy sitting on the table, a woman in purple sitting next to him, a little fat man who looked like a bodyguard opposite, and a young coachman, and two girls in green clothes and maidservants, both covered with veils and looking beautiful. The purple-clothed woman beside Brother Jun was wearing a hat and a black veil, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but looking at this figure, it was concave and convex, and it was extremely beautiful. Look at that handsome boy again, don't think about it, this woman in purple must also look like a fairy. Otherwise, how can they be called a pair of beautiful people?

Looking at the momentum of the people at this table, there is no doubt that this brother is a child of the family, but I don't know which one it is, but it doesn't look like the Xuantong family. But although the other four or five tables on the second floor felt that these six people were a little strange, they didn't dare to point fingers.

Brother Gongzi eats slowly, but the little fat man is like a whirlwind, and in a blink of an eye, he has added six or seven bowls of rice, and he is still shaking off his cheeks and eating fiercely, and said while eating: "Well, this Yuqing Restaurant really deserves its reputation, not only the vegetables are fragrant, this rice is also fragrant enough, I like it!" The diners at several tables near the neighborhood wanted to laugh, and said that this little fat man was simply a foodie, an authentic rice bucket, and even the two maids on the table snickered.

The handsome boy was not surprised, so he didn't care at all, picked up a piece of braised carp meat and ate it, took another sip of soju, and nodded, obviously very satisfied with the taste. A few people were eating, when they suddenly heard the wooden staircase rattle, and someone walked up the staircase, with heavy steps. Then came the little second brother's apologetic laughter, "Hey, I'm really sorry, this guest master, the second floor is full!

Then came Xiao Er's scream, "Ouch my mother!" and then the sound of Xiao Er rolling down the stairs, thinking that Xiao Er was kicked down by this impatient guest. Everyone on the second floor stopped their chopsticks and looked back at the staircase, only to see a red-faced man dressed in black with a saber on his back slowly appearing at the staircase, with a gloomy face, the red-faced man went up to the second floor, without squinting, walked to the table opposite the handsome boy, looked at the four diners on the table, hugged his arms to his chest, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to roll yourself, or do I ask you to roll?"

The attitude of the red-faced man was extremely arrogant, and the four guests with weapons were instantly enraged, and a black-clothed man leaning on a big knife at the table stood up, and just said, "Are there any rules......?" This kick, the strength, and the angle were all accurate, and the man in black let out a scream before he hit the ground.

The other three guests saw that the situation was not good, and each picked up the guy, and before they could do anything, they were kicked downstairs one after another, upstairs and downstairs, making a mess. The other tables of diners on the second floor were all frightened, and none of them dared to move. In particular, there were several scholars whose desks were even more frightened to get under the table.

The red-clothed man sat down as if no one was around, and then another shopkeeper with a towel on his shoulder hurriedly ran up to the second floor, came to the red-faced man's table, and was about to speak, the red-faced man gently patted the table, and the seven or eight plates on the table, along with wine jugs, chopsticks and other things, suddenly floated in the air, and the red-faced man said coldly: "Take these away, and then change to a table of good wine and food!" The shopkeeper was suddenly stupid, hey, I'll go, this uncle knows how to spell? No wonder he has such a big temper!

The little fat man on the other side of the table looked back and cheered, "Ouch, this red-faced brother's trick is good! The big man in red shouted angrily, and the copper coin suddenly rose from the ground again, flew back upside down, and hit the little fat man like lightning.

The little fat man was bowing his head to drink, and he didn't seem to be guarding against the red-faced man's hand. The handsome boy on the opposite side changed his face, opened his mouth, spit out a piece of chicken bone that he had just held in his mouth, hit the copper coin, snapped, and flew towards the face of the red-faced man. The red-faced man didn't dare to slack off, he pulled out his knife like lightning, slashed out like lightning, and the copper coin was split in half with a knife. The two halves of the copper coins flew to each side and were inlaid into the walls on both sides.

The spit chicken bone landed firmly on a plate in front of the red-faced man, and the plate also fell to the ground. The red-faced man's already red face became even redder. The handsome boy showed a very clever kung fu, but his face did not change, and he continued to eat and drink as if no one was around. The little fat man praised: "Ouch, my brother Sheng, this kung fu is good!

The red-faced man looked ugly, tilted his head to look at the shopkeeper with a confused face, and shouted: "What else do you think of his mother? Quickly clean up these things, uncle wants to eat and drink!"

The shopkeeper woke up like a dream, he didn't dare to say a word about the words in his stomach just now, and hurriedly agreed, putting away the cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks hanging in the air, and he didn't care about the soup and water, holding a stack of plates, almost crawling downstairs, and turned around and quickly called the shopkeeper to invite a few mages to burn talismans to make a method.

Soon, another junior came up, cleaned the table, took away the rest of the things, and brought up the wine. The red-faced man poured himself a glass of soju, raised his glass and looked at the handsome boy, and said with a smile: "The surname is Tang, Lao Tzu toasts you! If you toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!"

The rest of the diners on the second floor all whispered, surnamed Tang? There is no family surnamed Tang in Jiannan Dao? Could it be from another way? Well, this is possible.

The handsome boy who is called surnamed Tang, of course, is Tang Jiusheng, who was privately interviewed by Weifu, came out for more than half a month, traveled all the way to Jianbei County, and prepared to go to Xuantong County, to see how the lives of the people were after the bandits in Laolongshan subsided. I didn't expect to meet such an uninvited guest in this restaurant. Tang Jiusheng sneered: "This son neither eats toasts nor punishes wine, he only likes to drink with his friends. Who are you who dare to go wild in front of me?"

The red-faced man smiled and said, "Five lakes and three rivers, three mountains and five mountains!"