The moment the old voice fell, the entire restaurant was silent immediately. The children of the big clan who were watching the fun and not bothered to go back to their tables, and they didn't dare to breathe for a moment, for fear that they would be annoyed because of their heavy breathing.

The old man on the second floor brought trouble to his family.

Wei Dingbang's legs became weak, and he knelt down on the ground with a thump, stammering, "Dad... why are you here..."

"What? I'll report to you after I'm coming out for a meal?" The old voice sounded again from the private room at the corner of the building, "Get up, kneeling outside is like something, I can't see it!"

Wei Dingbang immediately rolled and crawled into the room of the Loujiao, knelt down again with a plop, lowered his head tremblingly, and did not dare to say a word again.

"Fang Yingxiong, come in too. I will ask you to do something later..." The old man's voice floated out again, and penetrated into Fang Yingxiong's ears like a spell.

Fang Yingxiong immediately bounced up from the ground, shook the right hand that had been swelling and painfully squeezed by Shen Xiaojia, rushed into the room of Loujiaoya, and also knelt down with a plop, saying flatteringly, "The Prime Minister has something to do, so he will give him instructions.

, That's a small honor, I'm not bothering..."

In an instant, there were only Shen Xiaojia and the other three left in the corridor, and no old sound came out of the private room at the Loujia and the other two. It seemed that it didn't matter if Shen Xiaojia and the other two went in or not, but the door of the private room was not closed.

Then, then

Zhong Lima glanced at Loujiaoya, looked at Shen Xiaojia with a side face, shrugged his nose and said, "How is it? Or don't you enter? If you don't want to go in, I'll say hello to him now, and he dare not

I'd like to invite you to have this meal..."

"In!" Shen Xiaojia put the 2,000 taels of silver notes in his hand into his arms and smiled, "Without free food, how can you not go in? Not only do you have to go in, we also have to eat more later...I

I was just thinking about a question just now, and I was fascinated by the moment I thought about it.”

Shen Xiaoxue asked curiously, "What's the question?"

"Who is the director behind the scenes in this drama today..." Shin Xiaojia touched his chin and said, "It's interesting. The way people in Kyoto treat guests is quite interesting... The most interesting thing is that Yingxiong Fang, who is free time.

If you can contact him more, you will definitely get unexpected gains.”

Zhong Limo was confused, "That guard is indeed not simple, but I don't understand one thing very well...what is the director?"

"The director is the one who planned this farce..." Shen Xiaojia patted his belly and said, "Let's go, let's go in quickly, don't let others think we are pretending to be big shots. Especially when the other party is an old man, there is not much time at all.

, I will eat less every day..."

Shen Xiaoxue chuckled, "Brother Wang's words are really funny and sarcastic. Although I don't understand what a big brand is, I think we should be considered big brands. If those people wait a little, no one will think that we have lost our courtesy."

Shen Xiaojia smiled helplessly. In this era, the class was solidified, and the superior thoughts in the aristocrats' minds were deeply rooted. Even Shen Xiaoxue, who has lived in the folk for many years, was the same. It was hard to change this situation than to reach the sky. At this point,

Shen Xiaojia sighed again, took Shen Xiaoxue's hand, gave Zhong Limo a wink, and walked towards the Loujiaoya.

But he never expected that his small action would not conform to certain conventions in Kyoto, and it caused several discussions in Zuixianju.

However, Shen Xiaojia did not hear those comments, because when those comments were heard, he had already stepped into the room of the Loujiao, and the door of the room was also closed heavily at that moment.

A contest that was without sword lights and sabers but better than sword lights and sabers began at this moment.

In the private room, the candlelight was floating, and the sky outside did not turn dark, so the candlelight seemed a little dim.

In the center is a round table made of old mahogany, on which is a soup pot with bubbles, and beside the pot is sea cucumbers and abalone. There are no servants serving them in the room.

There was only one guard in black who stood on the left side of the room holding a Tang sword. I think this was the one who opened and closed the door just now.

Wei Dingbang and Fang Yingxiong were still kneeling on the ground at this time. The difference was that the place where Wei Dingbang knelt was closer to the old man sitting directly in front of the table.

That old man is the left prime minister of Daqing, who is below and above millions of people, and is also one of the culprits of the bloody storm against him. Thinking of this, Shen Xiaojia couldn't help but frowned, and his eyebrows were frowned.

A very beautiful and brilliant atmosphere.

Daqing's left prime minister Wei Changgeng had a solemn face, his facial features were upright, his jaw had a beautiful white beard, and a little silvery white between his eyebrows. He looked like he was extremely hardworking and a serious person.

Shen Xiaojia let go of Shen Xiaoxue's hand, sat down opposite Wei Changgeng in a big way, looked at the bowls and chopsticks used in front of him, and smiled, "Is there anyone here?"

"There was someone before, but he had already left. He didn't have time to remove the bowls and chopsticks. You can take another pair. Anyway, there are still many unused ones on this table..." Wei Changgeng looked at the young man in front of him.

, Looking at the boy's unrestrained moves, he explained a few words lightly, and after pondering for a moment, he smiled kindly again, "I look really similar to Emperor Shenzong."

Shen Xiaojia did not respond and took a closer look at the man's bowls and chopsticks on the table and the placement of the remaining food garbage. He concluded that he was also a very particular person. He carefully pushed the bowls and chopsticks aside and took a clean pair again.

The bowls and chopsticks were unceremoniously picked up an abalone from the pot, dipped it in a vinegar dish, swallowed it into the mouth and chewed it a few times, and exclaimed, "Well... this vinegar is good!"

"Yes, I ate this hot pot for this vinegar..." Wei Changgeng laughed, "It was brewed in the third year of the Apocalypse, and it has a very historical taste."

Shen Xiaojia glanced at Shen Xiaoxue and Zhong Limo who were still standing behind him, pulled the chair next to him, and smiled heartily, "Sit down and eat, why do you do while standing? This table is rare to eat normally.

Don’t be polite to me if you miss this village, you won’t have this store!”

Shen Xiaoxue covered her mouth and smiled, and a beautiful little pleat appeared in the corner of her eyes. She responded obediently, sat down next to Shen Xiaojia, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of tender beef as thin as paper from the soup pot, with a small mouthful.

Bite.

Wei Chang even stared at Shen Xiaoxue's dusty cheek for a while, and sighed gently, "It's more like your mother."

Zhong Limo rolled his eyes, sat on the other side of Shen Xiaojia, picked up a large pile of half-baked pork leg meat from the pot, and bit it hard, and said in a vague way, "Come on! Old Wei, you said it."

Who do I think I am like?”

Wei Changgeng picked up the teacup, blew the heat on it, and spit out a few words, "You are like a hammer."

Zhong Limo choked, coughed heavily, looked at Wei Changgeng with a few squints and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to change too. You know how to joke. It's really strange!"

"No, the sentence just now was my heartfelt words, not a joke..." Wei Chang also stroked his beard, replied to Zhong Limo indifferently, and then stared straight into Shen Xiaojia's eyes and said, "

Blood-clothed Marquis, do you know what happened to me when I invited you in?"

Shen Xiaojia glanced at Wei Dingbang, who was kneeling on the ground with a resentful face, and a shy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's not just for the young master's performance just now..."

Wei Changgeng tapped his fingers on the table a few times, and said without changing his face, "I invited you in for dinner because I want to tell you the truth."

Shen Xiaojia grabbed a big lobster from the soup pot. Regardless of whether it is hot or not, he quickly removed the head and tail, peeled off the shrimp shell, and bit the lobster while lazily saying, "Although this is a bit stupid, I still cooperate.

You...what do you want to tell me the truth about what you want to tell me?"
Chapter completed!