Feeling not very happy?
Cheng Qingyan laughed upon hearing this, which made Feng Wanshan frown and look at her.
As if he had caught Cheng Qingyan red-handed, he flicked his sleeve and roared at Cheng Qingyan, "How dare you! You actually dare to mock Manager Tang! I think you've really eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard!"
Cheng Qingyan ignored him, but Steward Tang's smile vanished, and he took two steps back from Feng Wanshan, acting as if he didn't know Feng Wanshan and wanted to stay away.
Seeing that Manager Tang was far away from him, Feng Wanshan prepared to move closer to him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, Manager Tang moved away, always keeping a distance of two meters from him.
This infuriated Feng Wanshan, who began to puff out his cheeks and glare: "Manager Tang, what do you mean by this? Are you looking down on me?"
Manager Tang bowed to Cheng Qingyan and said, "Tang Li greets the Lord of the Pavilion."
Cheng Qingyan blinked and looked at the young man standing beside her: "Mother is giving me the number one restaurant in the world right now?"
The young man bowed and replied, "Yes, you will be the owner of this No. 1 Restaurant in the world from now on."
Feng Wanshan was completely dumbfounded. The owner of the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven was a mysterious figure, and no one had ever seen him. But once someone was truly involved with the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven, they were bound to rise to prominence as if divinely aided.
He tried countless connections to further his relationship with the No. 1 Restaurant in the world, but he never succeeded.
Furthermore, the fact that the owner of this "Number One Restaurant Under Heaven" is the emperor seems to be an open secret in the entire capital. After all, the signboard of this "Number One Restaurant Under Heaven" bears the seal of the Imperial Seal of the State.
Even if it's not the emperor, this is still telling the world that the number one restaurant in the world is under the emperor's protection, and no one dares to provoke it.
This is why the No. 1 Restaurant in the World has such high prices, yet it still attracts many dignitaries and important figures to dine there every day.
Today he met the original poster, who turned out to be his enemy. How could he swallow this insult?
Since the original poster is neither a nobleman from Kyoto nor the emperor, things become much easier.
He scoffed dismissively and looked at Cheng Qingyan: "I thought this 'Number One Restaurant Under Heaven' was really as legendary as they say, but it turns out it's just run by a commoner. Hahaha, that signboard you're hanging outside, is it fake?"
Cheng Qingyan and the young man stood at the top of the stairs for a while, and then someone brought her a chair, which she sat down.
Too lazy to waste words with Feng Wanshan: "Men, tie Feng Wanshan up. He brought men to try to murder me in public. Go and report him to the authorities. Then, send someone to the Marquis's mansion to get reinforcements. Remember to ask for a ransom of one million taels of silver."
“If the ransom isn’t paid, we’ll see you in court.” Feng Wanshan got into a fight with the men who came to kidnap him, smashing a lot of tables, chairs, and other furniture.
The service at Tianxia Diyi Lou was truly excellent; Cheng Qingyan not only had benches, but also melon seeds and tea.
She ate sunflower seeds while watching the farce unfold downstairs.
Today, because of her special status, Feng Wanshan openly led his men to kill her. If she were an ordinary citizen, the outcome would be unimaginable.
The inaction of the officers and soldiers on the street, coupled with Feng Wanshan's excessive indulgence of Feng Yishui, has caused immense suffering to countless people.
Hearing the sounds of fighting outside, Ye Lingyu still brought the children out, worried.
The sensible young man also brought a chair for Ye Lingyu and poured her more tea.
"Wife, are you bored inside? Come out and see what's going on."
Ye Lingyu handed her a glass of water: "Aren't you afraid that Mother will punish you if she finds out you smashed up her building?" Cheng Qingyan pleaded, "I'm innocent! I wouldn't dare smash anything in this building. You... it was all Feng Wanshan who smashed it. Wife, you have to be my witness!"
Perhaps amused by Cheng Qingyan's pitiful pleading, Du Yuwan giggled.
Ye Lingyu picked up a melon seed and threw it at Cheng Qingyan: "Be serious, sit properly, don't fall."
"Hehe, my wife, you're the one who loves me the most~"
Ye Lingyu rolled her eyes at her. This person doesn't care about her image at all. We're outside, and a lot of people are watching.
The fighting downstairs didn't last long. Feng Wanshan was left with a bruised and swollen face, his head swollen like a pig's head. It was hard not to suspect that the person who attacked him had some personal grudge against Feng Wanshan.
People have been beaten, and things have been smashed.
Cheng Qingyan successfully tied up Feng Wanshan. Feng Wanshan was about to be forced to kneel when Cheng Qingyan waved his hand, ordering the men to leave.
There's a difference between being forced to kneel and kneeling down voluntarily to admit your mistakes.
Although Feng Wanshan was tied up, he had been a marquis for so long, and he still had some backbone.
He glared fiercely, his beard bristling, and said, "I am the Marquis of Jingyuan, and you are not worthy of my kneeling!" Cheng Qingyan threw down a token, made of black iron, bearing the name of the Marquis of Pingle. Then, he threw down a token from the Prince of Ning's residence. The two tokens landed in front of Feng Wanshan.
He recognized it at a glance. Although the Ping Le Marquis's Mansion was also a marquis's mansion, he was only a third-rank marquis, but the Ping Le Marquis's Mansion was a first-rank marquis's mansion, not to mention that it also had the Ning Prince's Mansion token.
Upon seeing the Prince of Ning's token, Feng Wanshan couldn't help but recall how the Prince of Ning had personally gone out of the city a few days ago to welcome the people returning to his residence.
He looked up at Cheng Qingyan, his brows furrowing. If this was the man Ning Wang had greeted when he left the city that day, then he had truly bitten off more than he could chew.
He asked in surprise, "Who are you? I've never seen you in Kyoto before."
You'd never see her before; this is her first time in Kyoto.
Moreover, the meetings Feng Wanshan mentioned were merely among high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
Without any attempt to hide anything, Cheng Qingyan said with a grin, "Of course you haven't seen me before. I only arrived in Kyoto a couple of days ago." This statement sounded perfectly reasonable, but it made Feng Wanshan's heart skip a beat.
Oh no, this is the young prince whom Prince Ning personally went out of the city to welcome back a few days ago. He is the heir of Prince Ning's mansion, the future prince.
He now understood that this "Number One Building Under Heaven" truly was the number one building under heaven.
He has an inseparable relationship with the royal family. Just who did he offend?
Although he was a third-rank marquis, Cheng Qingyan had not yet been officially granted a title, and the imperial edict had not been issued; therefore, Cheng Qingyan was not yet the true heir of the royal family. Currently, his title was still higher than Cheng Qingyan's.
So now, in his view, Cheng Qingyan wasn't qualified to make him kneel. Besides, people always have a bit of wishful thinking; what if she wasn't actually the heir of the Ning Prince's mansion?
Cheng Qingyan propped his chin up and tilted his head to look at Ye Lingyu.
Ye Lingyu was peeling melon seeds for Du Yuwan when she felt Cheng Qingyan's gaze and quickly met her eyes.
The two children stood quietly to one side. Du Yuwan, perhaps having eaten too much, was now drowsy, her big eyes half-closed, her eyelids almost falling off, yet she was still trying hard not to let them droop.
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