015. Revenge
The endless compliments made Qiu Zihan look better. He raised his hands, and when he calmed down, he pretended to say, "Since the prince is unwilling to show me favor, then forget it. We will have to deal with each other in the court in the future."
He said this with great arrogance, even with a bit of determination.
Long before the Regent came to power, he was obsessed with this face. Of course, it was not because he was deeply in love with her, but Qiu Zihan just liked this kind of seductive and bright appearance. Even the most beautiful courtesan in the red-light district was not even one-tenth as beautiful as her.
It was a pity that before he could get the person, the Ninth Prince had already transformed himself and became a noble and powerful person. However, the more this happened, the more unwilling he was to accept it.
After all, Qiu Zihan was jealous of Rong Se's power, but he also looked down on him, thinking he was just the son of a prostitute.
The banquet was almost over, and when the party was almost over, Xiao Si, who was beside Qiu Zi Han, came to pick him up. The drunk Qiu Zi Han showed his true colors and spoke nonsense beside the elegant pavilion, "Why is he noble? Ha, his mother's pair of beautiful arms are pillowed by thousands of people, how noble can he be?" At this time, night was approaching, and Fusheng Building was bustling. His voice was loud, and the hostesses who had not yet left were scared to death. No one dared to say a word. Xiao Si hurriedly whispered, "My lord, he is still outside, don't say anything!"
Qiu Zihan was so drunk that he couldn't stand steadily. He sneered with his eyes half drunken, "What are you afraid of? The Regent - so what if he's the Regent? The son of a whore is meant to be slept with!"
This voice referred to the Regent by name. Everyone eating on the first floor fell silent and looked towards the second floor.
In an instant, the entire Fusheng Building was filled with the sound of a pin drop.
The servant was very frightened, and even the scholars who played with Qiu Zihan talked about him behind his back, but they couldn't say it out loud in public, as it meant they didn't want to have a good future!
Several people looked at each other, and quickly followed Xiao Si to drag the man away to prevent him from continuing to talk nonsense.
At the food serving counter on the first floor, Lan Ying clenched her fist and slapped the door frame. She tilted her head to look at Yun Chu who had been holding her and said coldly, "Are you just going to watch him slander his master?"
Yun Chu was helpless and sighed, "Little ancestor, what do you want to do? Rush up and beat him up? He is the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Defense. If you beat him up, the master will pick you up from the prison tomorrow, and then the whole Jin capital will know that the owner behind Fusheng Tower is the master?"
Lan Ying was upset and slapped the door frame hard again.
"Okay, don't break it." Yun Chu said, "There are many ways to deal with him, but not in front of others."
"Oh." Lan Ying replied obediently. She treated the Yun brothers as her own brothers. Yun Zhi had always been spoiled by her, while Yun Chu was much more serious. Naturally, she was more afraid of Yun Chu. She paused and said gloomily, "Why are you here?"
Yun Chu smiled and said, "The master asked me to come and ask you to go back to the mansion for dinner."
Lan Ying's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly: "Come on, come on, what are you doing today, Master?"
The two turned and walked towards the stove room, and returned to the house through the back door. Yun Chu said softly, "The master was tired today, so I only made scrambled eggs and pork with Sichuan peppers, as well as a few cold dishes. I left them all for you."
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At night, Rongse worked hard by lamplight to write recipes, in case he wanted to make a dish in the future and forgot the ingredients because it had been so long. While he was writing, he was thinking about what to do next.
He became a food anchor because he didn't want to go to work. The early morning court for more than a month was simply the dregs of the feudal dynasty! He got up before dawn to go to work, went to Fusheng Building after get off work, and then went home to handle official business after get off work. The only pleasure in his life was to take a bath in Canglan Nuan Pavilion and then go back to bed to sleep.
Rong Se felt like a spinning top that never stopped spinning.
Asking is tiring.
The thought of getting rid of the rotten stall kept circling in his mind, but was finally eliminated by the rotten stall of the original owner. Rong Se stopped writing with a long sigh when he came to "boiled fish".
He had made many videos recreating ancient delicacies before, so he naturally knew that ancient people did not have chili peppers. Therefore, many spicy dishes were added with pepper and Sichuan peppercorns. But perhaps the timeline in this fictional book is different from reality. After all, he found green peppers here, which proves that there might be spicy chili peppers.
If Rong Se wants to replace all the old dishes of Fu Sheng Lou, he needs to constantly update his own dishes, or even try his old tricks again and perform complex and exquisite dishes on the spot to attract attention. Thinking of this, Rong Se added a few state banquet dishes that are not so homely but complex, exquisite and very expensive to the thick menu he memorized.
Then he nodded with satisfaction and tidied up the table. He placed a low table in the bedroom to save him from having to return to the bedroom from Yunsongzhai in the middle of the night. After tidying up, he climbed directly onto the carved bed to sleep.
At the same time, late at night in the West City of Jinjing, on a street full of Qinlou and Chuguan, with bright lights and wine and women, three figures flew lightly and silently over the rooftops and finally sneaked into an alley.
The three of them stood in a row, and Yun Chu asked in a low voice: "Are you sure the person is here?"
Lan Ying nodded. "You still don't trust my spy? It's right here, but what if he doesn't come out all night?"
Yun Zhi replied, "We have to hurry to the morning court."
Yun Chu nodded: "That makes sense."
Lan Ying looked at Yun Zhi, was silent for a moment, and asked: "So this is why you came out wearing official robes?"
Yun Zhi nodded modestly and straightened the red collar of his official robe.
The preparation is sufficient.
Qiu Zihan spent half the night with the beautiful young prostitute, and was woken up by a servant before dawn to attend the morning court. He was the top scorer in the palace examination three years ago, and he had been working as a compiler in the Jiying Palace for the past three years. It was not an important position, but it was the best chance for promotion.
After sobering up, Qiu Zihan had no recollection of his arrogance in Fusheng Building. He got into the carriage in a daze. Not long after he got out of the carriage, a shadow flashed by on the quiet and deserted street. With a flick of the long whip, the driver Xiao Si was hooked out of the carriage. He only saw the blurry figure of a slim woman, and then he fell unconscious.
Lan Ying jumped onto the carriage, pulled the brakes, and then pulled open the door of the carriage with the cloth bag. Qiu Zihan, who was trying to catch his breath inside, was covered by the bag before he could even open his eyes, and then he was punched in the face.
“Ah! Who are you? What do you want to do?!”
Qiu Zihan screamed, but the man didn't answer. Instead, he dragged him off the carriage. Qiu Zihan was terrified and thought he had met a kidnapper or his father's political enemy. He was in a state of confusion and screamed, "How dare you! I am an official appointed by the imperial court! Why don't you let me go!!"
On the street at night, Lan Ying carried a struggling and screaming adult man in one hand and turned into an alley, dragging him all the way effortlessly. The Yun brothers, who were waiting in the alley and were not convenient to come out, moved their wrists, and the three of them exchanged glances, but no one said a word.
Then they clenched their fists in tacit understanding, and screams instantly broke through the night.