After the officials left, Yan Song raised his head and looked at Yan Yi behind him.
"Master, I'm going to ask." Yan Yi trotted all the way to the counter and started chatting with the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper of Xinghe Building even had a wry smile on his face, but finally revealed the truth to Yan Yi.
"Master, I am with you in the Shanyue Room on the third floor." Changsui came back to report.
Yan Song's eyes lit up slightly, he stood up decisively and started to walk up the stairs.
But as soon as he took two steps, he paused and turned his head to look back at the table.
There were nine remaining fennel beans, a small piece of thick steamed bun, and half a cup of wine.
Yan Song turned to look at Yan Yi: "Go and ask the shopkeeper for a small bowl and take these back."
"Yes, sir." Yan Yi agreed immediately and walked to the counter in a tizzy.
Yan Song strode towards the stairs, attracting side glances from the diners downstairs.
"As soon as he heard that He Shen was upstairs, Mr. Yan immediately went up. Could it be that he wanted to scold the traitor?"
"It must be so. An honest official like Mr. Yan is definitely incompatible with a corrupt official like He Shen!"
"Excuse me, I have just arrived in the capital. Who is He Shen you are talking about?"
"You don't know He Shen? He is the most corrupt corrupt official in the world! Anyway, there is absolutely no comparison with an honest official like Mr. Yan..."
The diners were talking a lot and were very happy, but it was a pity that they had to pay to enter the seats upstairs, so they had no chance to enjoy it.
But these people's discussions were effective after all. Master Yan's back was straightened a bit when he went upstairs.
The second floor of Xinghe Building is designed in a hollow ring shape. You can directly see the lobby on the first floor from the fence. However, due to the exquisite curved arc design, diners in the lobby cannot see the situation on the second floor.
The restaurant staff did not dare to come up to stop him, and Yan Song did not stay here longer. Instead, he strolled to the third floor of Xinghe Building, which was just like a normal restaurant.
Yan Song walked briskly and soon found the so-called Shanyue Room.
The yellow rosewood plaque is engraved with the two antique seal characters of Shan Yue. The sound insulation of the door is very good, but the sound of singing and dancing can still be faintly heard from inside.
There were two young men guarding the door outside. When they saw Master Yan coming, their expressions immediately changed.
One person quickly opened the door and went in to report the news, while the other greeted him with a smile: "Prime Minister Yan, I have met Prime Minister Yan."
"Do you know me?" Yan Song frowned and looked at him.
"Mr. Yan was just joking. I'm here with a servant from your residence. The last time Prime Minister Yan came over, I was the one who led you in." The boy nodded and bowed back.
Yes, this is not the first time Yan Song has met He Shen in Xinghe Building, but he has met him countless times.
There is no way, the capital is very big, but also very small, and there are always many chance encounters and coincidences.
"Yes." Yan Song nodded and said calmly, "Lead the way."
"Okay, Prime Minister Yan, come with me!" The boy yelled loudly, warning the people inside that Prime Minister Yan was coming in.
When you open the door of Shanyue Room, what you see is not tables, chairs and food, but a small rockery on the third floor.
There are lush vegetation on it, fragrant flowers, and there are three dwarf bamboos on the side of the mountain. The bamboo leaves are swaying and the fragrance is elegant. The soul that was originally in the bustling restaurant was suddenly cleansed.
However, the rockery did not affect Mr. Yan. He walked around the rockery from the left side and arrived at the inner compartment. The silk and bamboo trees were flowing, melodious and sweet, and the charming voice of the singer inside could be faintly heard.
What is sung is the song "Picking Mulberries": "The green willows and vermilion wheels drive the carriage. The tourists are leaving at dusk, waking up drunk and noisy..."
Yan Song pushed open the mahogany sliding door painted with gold patterns, the sound of silk and bamboo amplified, and an alluring aroma followed.
What you see is a table with a dazzling array of food, food flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water... After being carefully prepared by the top chefs in Xinghe Building, it was put on the dining table with you.
On the small stage behind the dinner table, a group of musicians played the pipa and flute in their hands, while the singer danced lightly and sang beautiful lyrics in a babbling voice.
"What a coincidence! Prime Minister Yan!"
He Shen stood up to greet him with a bright smile on his face, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.
I obviously came late on purpose, but I didn't expect to meet this old man.
"It's not too coincidental, sir."
Yan Song also smiled very easily: "I heard that you are on the third floor, so I came here to talk to you about old times."
The two chatted and laughed happily, as if the little friction at the court meeting today did not exist.
Yan Song started the conversation with a smile: "I heard that Sir He entered the palace today and was given a shoulder carriage by His Majesty. The Emperor's grace is so great."
He Shen laughed dryly: "Prime Minister Yan is so well-informed! However, I am still not as good as Prime Minister Yan. I can be rewarded by His Majesty in the Qianyang Palace and have the highest honor..."
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, but instead of expressing sympathy for each other, they actually looked disgusted with each other.
He Shen looked at Yan Song's wrinkled old face and was so disgusted that he almost vomited out the shad he had just eaten. He was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth.
Yan Song looked at He Shen's shiny pig head and felt that his appetite had dropped a bit. He immediately turned his head and did not dare to look any further.
But the nausea returned to his stomach, and he just refused to leave. If he had nothing to say, he would find a few words to say.
He Shen couldn't stand it anymore, knowing that he was destined to go through this today, so he had to force a smile and stretch out his hand: "Oh! Look, talking to Yan Xiang is like a breath of spring breeze. I even forgot to ask Yan Xiang to take a seat! Yan
Prime Minister, please sit down quickly!"
He then directed the boy beside him: "You are so blind? Go and prepare a pair of chopsticks for Prime Minister Yan."
"Yes, sir!"
Yan Song's goal was finally achieved, and looking at He Shen now was not so nauseating.
Of course, I still can’t read more.
"Haha, thank you so much for the hospitality, sir."
Yan Song was talking to He Shen, but his old eyes were looking at the dishes on the table.
Although He Shen felt resentful, he couldn't do anything about this old man who was trying to make ends meet.
Life is like that, if you can't resist, then enjoy it.
"Feel free to enjoy it, Prime Minister Yan. If it's not enough, I'll ask Xinghelou to send some over." He Shen had a smile on his face that he didn't know whether it was true or false.
"Can I send more?"
Yan Song raised his head, frowned seriously and said: "Then I'm sorry to bother you, sir. The dishes on this table are missing one portion of gold fish maw, one portion of crab roe and three-color fish balls, one portion of palace lantern anchovy shrimp, and one portion of crab roe and three-color fish balls.
Three pieces of spicy duck..."
Yan Laoji was a rare generous person and ordered four or five dishes in one go, and almost all of them were the most expensive ones in Xinghe Restaurant.
At the end, he still said without forgetting: "These three pieces of spicy duck are still the delicacies of my hometown. I haven't seen them for so many years, but I never thought that today I can have this familiar taste with you."
He Shen:??
Ah Song, are you serious?
"Prime Minister Yan... Prime Minister Yan's appetite is really amazing..." He Shen had a stiff smile on his face and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Haha, if you are still very restrained when you come here to be a guest with Mr. He, wouldn't you be betraying Mr. He's good intentions?" The smile on Yan Song's face came from the bottom of his heart.