Kuixing Restaurant is not gorgeous.

No, Kuixing Restaurant is not as tacky as ordinary restaurants.

Not only is it not cheesy, but it is antique, with a strong book aroma, which is contrary to the general restaurant inn.

On the wooden walls, both inside and outside, there are many banners and calligraphy and paintings. And the Wenchang Temple across the street contrasts with each other, coordinated and unified.

Kuixing Restaurant is located in the north section of Liuhe Street, and stands between the Wenchang Temple in the west. A short walk to the north is the famous Iron Tile Temple.

Xiong Chu is a killer, not an ordinary sour Confucian, he doesn't care about any antique, banner calligraphy and painting, he just wants to find an inn to settle down.

Because of the delay of the prince's trip, it is now sunset, and it is time for people to be sleepy and tired.

Kui Xing Lou was the closest to the place they occupied, so Xiong Chu chose this restaurant.

When he handed over the horses to the shopkeeper at the door, and the third son entered the lobby with a pair of hammers and a flame fork, the bear prince regretted it a little.

By the time Prince Xiong regretted it in his heart, it was actually a little too late.

Xiong Chu felt a little regretful, it was not that the people at Kuixing Restaurant were not enthusiastic.

Not unenthusiastic, but very welcoming.

Xiong Chu wears a crown of jewels, a sky-blue power suit, a shiny black belt around his waist, and a moon-white cape. From the inside to the outside, it is the most high-grade fabric, which has exceeded the regulations of the imperial court on ordinary people.

Xiong Chu's outfit was determined after strict discussion by Yuan Liqing, Huang Yanying, Fang Qianxun, Shen Xiyue and Yan Erniang.

These five women are not ordinary vulgar fans, but young ladies from large families and official eunuchs, and they have seen big scenes.

After the unanimous attire of these five women, no matter where Xiong Chu walks, it belongs to the topmost storage zài.

If it weren't for such an outfit, Xiong Chu might not have been poisoned by Hua Si and Mei San when he was in Daxindian.

Han Bingru, who came in later, was not badly dressed, and only the daughters or concubines of official eunuchs could wear them.

Because the clothes she was wearing were all bought by Xiong Chu in the middle of the night when he touched the county mansion. Although it was not approved by the owner, the bear prince left a thousand taels of silver.

Kuixing Restaurant can be opened near Wenchang Pavilion and Iron Tile Temple, and the shopkeeper and shopkeeper naturally have a wide horizon and cannot tolerate sand.

It is because the level of Xiong Chu's outfit is too high, so the shopkeeper of Kuixing Restaurant does not dare to be sloppy, and he is very attentive.

The fundamental reason why the entire Kuixing Restaurant does not dare to be sloppy is because Tang Wangye has recently passed his birthday, and the people who come and go in the city are either the children of the official eunuchs, or the princes and grandsons.

The reason why Prince Xiong regretted it was, of course, not because the shopkeeper was not attentive, but because there were more than 20 tables in the entire lobby, all of which were scholars with meritorious reputations.

He was a martial artist, and suddenly fell into a group of scholars, and it was impossible not to regret it.

Now that I've come in, it's useless to regret it, I can only settle for it.

But when he looked at the recipe, Xiong Chu began to regret it again.

The reason for regret is not that there are no good dishes, nor is it because the price is too high. He has more than 100,000 taels of silver on him, and he can afford to eat no matter how expensive it is.

The point is that the cuisine here is so exquisite that only the literati will like it.

For exquisite dishes, of course Xiong Chu has no problem, because as long as Xiaoyaozi has time, he will take him to the restaurant to live for half a month, and eat the most exquisite dishes.

Han Bingru is naturally no problem, beauties generally prefer delicate things.

The problem lies with the little third son, this child is not big, and the amount of food is not small, and he eats more than the three bear reserves.

After thinking about it again and again, Xiong Chu finally made up his mind and ordered a table of very exquisite dishes first, which was an eye-opener for Han Bingru.

Just as the shopkeeper was about to leave, Xiong Chu ordered three Zhenping roast chickens, eight Tanghe elbows, two catties of Xinye Zhenzi, and four catties of Bowang pot helmets in one go.

Xiong Chu finished ordering, and the whole lobby was completely silent.

Because the three of them ordered more things than the twenty tables on the other side combined.

After being quiet for a short time, he began to whisper: "The world is declining, and it is insulting." ”

The whispering sound is absolutely very small, and it is absolutely inaudible to ordinary people.

But Xiong Chu is not an ordinary person, his Shangqing Mind Method has been completely introduced, and the fifteen years of the two supreme masters have all been absorbed as his own, and even the old man who strikes iron said that it has exceeded the cultivation of ordinary people for twenty years of penance.

No matter how small the sound is, it is like thunder on Xiong Chu's body, and it is impossible to hear it or not.

Not only Xiong Chu heard it, but even Han Bingru, who hadn't yet started his internal cultivation, had already heard it.

Smack- Bang -

Xiong Chu was able to hold back, but Han Bingru's right hand was already slapping on the table, and his left hand took off the sword at his waist and threw it on the table at the same time.

This is a silent declaration, an extreme warning, and an impulse to kill.

Prince Xiong was still thinking about another thing in his heart, and he didn't want to make a fuss here, so he patted Han Bingru's right shoulder: "It's just a group of useless scholars, is it necessary for the little sister to be angry? ”

It's good that Xiong Chu didn't speak, but when he said this, it immediately aroused public indignation.

When is the current Ming Dynasty? It was an era when the civilian clique was full of power, and even the generals who had made great contributions to the border gates were casually accused of a trumped-up crime and killed them when they said they were killed.

There are so many official prostitutes, most of them are the families of the murdered generals.

Because in the eyes of those literati, all the generals are vulgar and insulting. Their family members are all vulgar and have no qualifications to appear in their circle.

The literati have no power to restrain chickens, except for a belly full of male thieves and female prostitutes, what else do they have?

They are able to quote scriptures, distort facts, and list hundreds of trumped-up crimes for you, and then criticize them verbally and in writing, and attack them en masse, leaving you with a stench for 10,000 years.

Today's scholars are the people of Nanwan Academy.

They echoed the Songshan Academy in the north, specifically launched public opinion attacks against military generals, and then framed unjust prisons to create a solid mouth for the Donglin Party and attack the political enemies of the civilian clique.

Xiong Chu's words are useless, which is the biggest taboo of those scholars, and it is stricter than digging his family's ancestral grave.

The literati's mouth kills without blood, and scolds without swearing, but it can involve your ancestors for eighteen generations.

Whether it is Chen Lin's "Seeking Cao A's Concealment" or Luo Bingwang's "Seeking Wu Cao", they are all chasing after the wind, planting false accusations for no reason, insulting the other party's personality, and making personal attacks on others.

Prince Xiong was born as a slave and endured all kinds of inhuman tortures, but although he hated those who whipped him, he also had a reason to forgive them because he was incompetent.

If you are incompetent, you should be bullied and tortured by others, and there is nothing incomprehensible about this.

But it is not enough for you to insult me, you insult my ancestors and the people around me. This is not a question of forgiveness or not, but of enemies who do not share the same heaven.

The reason why Xiong Chu was angry was because those people actually talked about Han Bingru beside him.

Han Bingru is a girl who has not left the cabinet, those people are so despicable and shameless that they are unbearable?

"I didn't want to kill today, but I had to kill today. Even if it is a stench for 10,000 years, you will kill all the people here, because you have insulted my ancestors by speaking disrespectfully. ”

Xiong Chu's voice was very soft, and he didn't have any emotion, it was cold and piercing, which made people shudder: "Sanzi, if you want to eat quietly, go over and swatt all those flies to death!"

The third son, naturally the little third son, just grabbed two elbows in his hand before he took a bite.

"Daddy, don't worry, none of them will survive, and of course they won't be able to run. ”

Bang

Xiao Sanzi stood up, kicked his legs wildly, and all the benches had flown out and were piled up at the door of the restaurant to block the way.

Puff - click -

The little third son blocked the door with a bench, and while gnawing on his elbow, he walked to the side of the stairs and flew up with a kick, directly kicking the stairs off.

The shopkeeper, the bookkeeper, and the shopkeeper had already rushed out to persuade him, but when he saw that there was no one next to the little third son, and he kicked and broke the extremely strong sandalwood staircase, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Except for a very few people in history, there are not many literati who really have backbone, and there are not many who are not afraid of death.

When the little third son kicked and smashed the three most fierce heads in a row, the remaining twenty people had all knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Enough!"

After Xiao Sanzi kicked and smashed the seventh person's head, the anger in Prince Xiong's heart had disappeared: "Now let each of them write an article for you, and whoever writes well will spare his life, so that you can live for a hundred years." Before I finish this pot of wine, if the article is not written, you will not live. ”

The shopkeeper had already fainted with fright, because the seven scholars had been killed, and he had no way to explain. Besides, that little kid, oh no, that little killing god is standing not far away, and it is impossible to send someone out to report the news.

A few shopkeepers reacted quickly, urging them to hurry up and cook the dishes in the back, and then serve them like running water.

Because they have discovered that the one who can kill people, and kill people without blinking an eye, is this little killing god. And this little killing god can eat the most and likes to eat the most. As long as he is happy, he may not kill himself.

Xiong Chu held a wine jug in his left hand and a wine glass in his right hand, and he drank slowly.

Han Bingru was already full of exquisite wine and food in front of her, but she didn't even take the chopsticks, because the seven kicked heads were already ** bursting, and the whole lobby was filled with a strange smell.

The only strange thing about her is that the third son doesn't understand anything, and she treats killing people as fighting tigers. The problem is that Xiong Chu can still drink alcohol on such an occasion, and he doesn't vomit nausea, and even eats a Tang River elbow.

When Xiong Chu was halfway through a pot of wine, a total of nineteen articles were already placed in front of him.

"Well, why haven't you signed up? How do I know who writes well and who doesn't write well? You are all great talents, are there people here who are indiscriminate? All of them are signed, and you must indicate when and where you wrote them, otherwise you still won't be able to live. ”

"Oh yes, why did those seven people get killed, why didn't you write it clearly? Do you think they don't deserve to die? No, people who don't deserve to die certainly don't die. Now that they are dead, there is a way to die. But I didn't see it in your article, so it's not okay. ”

Nineteen people took back their papers with trembling hands, and then reimagined them and wrote another one.

These scholars do have the talent to rely on horses, and they can be waited for immediately.

Just when Xiong Chu was about to finish drinking all the jugs of wine, nineteen articles had already been handed in.

"The third son has taken it, this is your capital for a hundred years in the future. Remember, post one out every fifty miles, let people know that there is a little hero and a big hero who has eliminated violence and peace on the land of the Central Plains. Listen to how well this is written: the emperor is wise and martial, and there are many heroes in the Central Plains. Good, that's good!"

Xiao Sanzi didn't know the sarcasm of Prince Xiong, the cheap godfather, and regarded it as a holy decree, so he quickly put away all the articles and put them into his baggage.

"You've finally shown up. Xiong Chu suddenly said inexplicably: "But you're late, I've already killed the one who should be killed." ”

As soon as Xiong Chu's voice fell, a voice came from outside the gate: "Naturally, you must kill what should be killed, and you can't kill what you shouldn't kill." Not only can't you kill it, but I'm afraid you won't be able to leave now. ”

Xiong Chu slowly stood up, drank the last sip of wine in the cup, and took out two silver tickets from his arms and put them on the table: "One silver ticket compensates for your losses, and one silver ticket arranges the funeral for them." Girl, you go to the backyard and bring the horses out. When the third son is full, he will go with your aunt to prepare the horses. ”K