In the prosperous city of Hangzhou, on the streets of North Street in the city, there are large and small restaurants and shops on both sides of the street with customers coming and going in an endless stream. There is a larger restaurant that is doing booming business. Children are running back and forth non-stop. I can only see the photos above the restaurant.
The four words "Fengyue Restaurant" are written on the flat. The restaurant is divided into three floors. The first floor is just for ordinary guests, the second floor is for private rooms of different sizes, and the third floor is for important guests. Generally,
It is used for banquets with dignitaries.
"Waiter, why haven't the desserts we ordered come yet?" I saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy standing in front of the window on the first floor of the restaurant shouting angrily.
"Haha, brother, I told you not to be on the first floor, but it's different when you go to the second floor. Here they only treat you as an ordinary guest and don't think it's important, so their attitude is different and the speed is slower.
A lot," the young man in a white robe and a patterned hat sitting opposite the young man said jokingly.
These two people were Wentian Yu and Zhu Houzhao who had sneaked out to hang out in Hangzhou City. They were wandering the streets and alleys, but they couldn't walk anymore and were hungry, so they found a restaurant to have something to eat and rest.
Zhu Houzhao's hungry stomach growled at this time, and he felt aggrieved. When had he been so neglected by others before, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who knew that he had sneaked out to play? If his father knew,
A scolding is inevitable.
Wen Tianyu looked at his angry face and said with a smile: "Brother, how is Hangzhou? Is it fun? I think you have almost played today and bought a lot of things. Why don't you go back after eating?
The provincial father is worried."
I saw Zhu Houzhao rubbing his growling stomach and saying with a frustrated look on his face: "No, there is still one place I haven't gone to. I heard that it is the most famous West Lake in Hangzhou. If you don't go, it won't be a trip in vain. Brother Yu will wait a moment
Let’s go as soon as we finish eating. It’s getting late, so we should go early and come back early.”
At this time, the child also came over with several plates of steaming desserts. Wentianyu was depressed for a long time. This child loved to eat sweet things, but he didn't like to eat them.
Wentianyu said to the child, "Second servant, bring me a bottle of bamboo leaf greens and a plate of beef. Come up quickly. I'm on my way in a hurry."
After a while, the waiter poured all the wine and meat. Wen Tianyu picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass. He raised the glass to his mouth, smelled it first, then took a sip lightly. The wine went down his stomach with a gurgle, and the fragrance was clear.
It is tangy and sweet on the palate.
Wentianyu praised it: "What a good wine."
But the alcohol content is too low, which is far inferior to the liquor of later generations. You can’t drink such strong liquor here anymore. Alas! I just don’t know how to make wine, otherwise I can brew some for myself in the future.
, while recalling such a question once.
Time flies. After the two of them finished eating, they came to the West Lake. When they approached the West Lake, what caught Wentianyu's eyes was the jasper-like water that turned green in the cool place. The green was dazzling and the green was brilliant. Everything was integrated into this place.
The jade-like green flows into people's hearts, making people soak in this green. This green is different from ordinary green. It is the kind of watery green that makes people feel comfortable. This jade-like green water, Wen Tianyu
Suddenly blurted out inadvertently; the green mountain building outside the mountain, the building outside the mountain,
When does the West Lake singing and dancing close?
The warm breeze makes tourists drunk,
Just call Hangzhou Bianzhou
This is a poem used by later generations to describe the West Lake. The original West Lake is right in front of you now, which is very different from the West Lake in later generations. A gentle breeze blows by, making people feel refreshed.
There are several small boats rowing slowly and leisurely on the West Lake. There are many people on both sides of the West Lake looking at the scenery of the West Lake. Many literati like to come to the West Lake to compose poems and music.
"Brother Yu, I didn't expect that the scenery of the West Lake is exactly as people say. You can't enjoy such a scenery in the palace," Zhu Houzhao said happily.
At this time, Wentian Yu was enjoying the scenery of the West Lake and felt very comfortable. He said with a relaxed face, "That's for sure. The scenery of the West Lake is one of the rare scenery in the world. If it comes at night, under the moonlight, the scenery will be even more special."
It’s different for me, but don’t think about it today, brother, we’ve seen it and rewarded it, so it’s time to go back.”
"Well, let's have a chance to enjoy the night view of West Lake in the future!" Zhu Houzhao replied with a satisfied look on his face.
So the two of them sneaked back. As soon as they entered the courtyard, Wen Tianyu hurriedly entered his room and lay down on the bed. Fortunately, he was not discovered, otherwise his father would accuse him again.
The crime of sneaking out with the prince is not a small crime.
As night was approaching, Wen Tianyu thought that he would go back to the palace with the emperor tomorrow. Life in the palace is what many people dream of, but for me, it is like a prison. What I want is an unrestrained life, where I can do everything I want.
And now my goal is to break through the realm as soon as possible. When I have the ability to break the void, I will go back to find Xiaoling. I am just a passerby and a bystander in this world. Even the money and rights in this world can be given up.
Now that he is the adopted son of the emperor, so what if his future prospects are limitless? It is just a fleeting thing. He who is immortal and immortal cannot bear it, and he does not want to have any feelings in this world. The kind of feeling that he looks at his dearest and most loved ones.
He didn't want to experience the pain of old people dying in front of him. Wen Tianyu fell asleep after thinking about it.
