Chapter five hundred and forty-nine uninvited guests at the wonton stand
Ye An doesn't like this feeling of awe. People's awe often comes from "violence", either visible or invisible.
He didn't feel there was anything violent about him, but in the whispers of others, Ye An could feel that the diners around him were gradually adapting to his presence.
Gradually, some people even asked him some questions. This was the environment of the Song Dynasty. As long as the people felt that the officials did not have too much airs, they still dared to talk to the officials. This was like a gulf between superiors and inferiors recorded in later historical records.
The situation is completely different.
"Marquis Ye, are the Xiqiang people powerful?"
"Of course it's great."
"Are the party members powerful?"
"Better than the Xiqiang people!"
"Where are our border soldiers?"
Ye An felt that he did not need to answer his words anymore. Ge Shanshu had already started to say something with a dark face: "What nonsense are you talking about? The army of the imperial court suppressed the rebellion of the Western Qiang people and defeated the Dangxiang army. Naturally,
They are more powerful than the Dangxiang people and the Xiqiang people! After you finish eating, walk quickly. Didn't you see that there is someone waiting for your seat behind?"
Ge Shanshu's fresh meat wontons have become a signature of Xinlingfang. Everyone from high-ranking officials to peddlers knows about his stall, but everyone can have a place in front of his stall, but there is no distinction between high and low.
Originally, Ge Shanshu left an elegant seat with a screen for Ye An and Qin Mumu, but later Ye An took the initiative to remove it. After all, there were many people coming to dine here, the stalls were getting bigger and bigger, and there were more and more seats.
Even that old glutton Feng Zheng is here, so it's not appropriate for me to keep the screen seats.
The houses and shops in Xinlingfang all promoted Fan Yong's abilities, but tried their best to downplay Ye An's contribution. As a result, the atmosphere in Tokyo was also affected, but a huge city cannot rely on a small letter.
Lingfang can change the tone of voice.
Someone deliberately spread that ballad from the northwest: "There is Ye Lang in the northwest, who uses his troops like a sharp edge. When the Xiqiang troops arrive, they will all flee in fear!"
In front of the wonton stall, a group of children jumped and sang songs, running past like a gust of wind. Ye An smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew that some people didn't want him to stop, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
The attitude in the court is still unclear. After all, some people hope that they can become a banner for civil servants, while others hope that they can calm down others and do their duty in peace and order.
As for Liu E's attitude, Ye An was deeply wary of the woman in the palace. The smartest thing about her was that she did not express any attitude.
Although the return of the army needs a grand reception, there are many excuses for the cold treatment now. For example, Si Tianjian said, "Auspicious days and auspicious times are wasted, and it is not appropriate to worship ancestors and heaven!" No one can force it despite the disdain of the world.
Ask the Heavenly Family to accept the victory of the army.
If something happens again, the responsibility of "violating the law of heaven" is enough to crush people to death. It is the etiquette that officials and saints must abide by. Who dares to be presumptuous?
It was only after he saw clearly the disputes in the court that Ye An was unwilling to get involved. Except for those "super bosses", everyone else in the court was afraid that they were pawns in the hands of others.
The people in Tokyo are actually the most pure and innocent people. Because of the lag and occlusion of information, the information they know has been processed and processed, and some people even deliberately guided it.
The officials in the court are also somewhat ignorant of the truth, but the nature of literati is to feel that they understand the "truth" and to be happy with "like-minded people". This is where the trend of siding with others comes from, and from there!
Even Song Xiang and Song Qi, the "double champions" in the second year of Tiansheng's reign, are waving flags and shouting for certain forces, which shows what the current court has become.
Ye An looked at the wontons in front of him, carefully added some chili noodles, and then added some pepper noodles and a little soy sauce. Suddenly, the color in the bowl was really eye-catching.
The wontons were delicious, but Ye An couldn't eat them after just one bite.
The old man in Yanjufu took the wontons from Ge Shanshu, waved his hand and walked over with the big bowl. He put down the bowl and spoon and lifted up the wide front hem. A pair of delicate silver hooks hung up the big sleeves, and then
Ye An started eating in front of him.
Ge Shanshu didn't dare to say anything when he saw the old man's demeanor, but Ye An raised his head and smiled bitterly and said: "Wei Guogong is in such a good mood that he can eat such a big bowl of wontons at such an age. This shows that the rumors that Wei Guogong is not hesitant are actually lies."
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"Don't say so much, eat quickly so as not to delay such a delicious meal!"
Feng Zheng reached out and took the small bamboo tube that Ye An placed on the table. After pouring in the bright red chili noodles, he added a little pepper, peeled off the garlic cloves and took one bite at a time. Ye An was stunned to see it.
The white bone soup and the delicious wontons are a perfect match. Ye An ate spoonfuls of them, but his eyes were fixed on Feng Zheng. The good old man could actually eat them. He finished the soup without hesitation.
Don't let it go.
After drinking it all, he put down the big thick bowl and sighed: "It's so refreshing!" After saying that, he stared at Ye An, not saying anything but staring straight at him.
Ye An reluctantly speeded up, skimmed off the floating chili peppers and drank the bone soup, then put down the bowl and spoon and shouted at Uncle Ge San: "Two more taels!"
Ge Shanshu hesitated a little, but still gave Ye An more wontons and soup, and then carefully withdrew.
"It's a good thing to be young and energetic. You shouldn't eat too much. Eating these early in the morning and sitting for a long time will make you feel sick!"
Ye An looked at Feng Zheng's big belly and smiled helplessly: "What Duke Wei said is absolutely true!"
"Qian Weiyan is coming back..."
Ye An nodded noncommittally. This was not a big deal. At the moment, Liu E took the initiative in the court and it was not impossible to bring back Qian Weiyan who had been sent out.
"Aren't you worried that Qian Weiyan will criticize you again?"
Ye An smiled and shook his head and said: "Qian Gong is a man who knows how to advance and retreat. Immortality is not in his interest. Naturally, he does not worry about being targeted by him. Instead, the courtiers should be more afraid. After all, the name of the saint is in the sky and he wants to help his relatives...
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"Are you planning to stay on your own?"
"Why not?"
Of course, Ye An knew the purpose of Feng Zheng's trip. If he wanted to stand up and help some people, that would not work! Just a few days after returning to Tokyo City, Ye An would not be stupid enough to get involved in the court again.
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The current political situation is changing rapidly, and people who were useful just a moment ago will be abandoned like worn shoes in an instant.
Putting down ten large coins on the table, Ye An shouted to Ge Shanshu: "Uncle Third, let's go!"
After saying that, he stood up and lowered his voice and said to Feng Zheng: "Actually, it is not a bad thing for Mr. Qian to return to the court. At least Wang Qinruo is no longer necessary for a saint. As for Privy Cao, he may not end well!"
Feng Zheng was suddenly startled and looked at Ye Ando curiously: "Why is this? As the Privy Councilor, the chaos in Huanzhou was put down and the party members were defeated. Cao Yongliang deserves credit."
Ye An smiled and shook his head: "Even the boy knows Privy Cao's character, but you still don't understand him? Taking credit and being arrogant may lead to disaster."
Feng Zheng frowned slightly, recalling Cao Li's temperament and nodded slightly: "In recent days, I have seen him being a little more unrestrained, but military generals have always been like this, and it is understandable that he does not stick to trivial matters..."
"Hmm...would a saint see it that way?"
After Ye An finished speaking, he left, leaving Feng Zheng stunned. He had always thought that Ye An lacked experience in the court, and it would be difficult for him to stand up in the treacherous court of Yunbo, but he did not expect that he could actually say such a thing.
Those words really made Feng Zheng look at him in a new light.