Chapter 138： The head of the government case ends here

Chapter 138

There are many restaurants in front of the Confucius Temple, which is about the same as modern times, and students can earn a lot of money. Zhuangyuan Building is not prominent among these many restaurants. The building has no unique style, but has a sense of historical precipitation.

Zhu Ping'an stood downstairs of the number one scholar building, looking at the three words "Zhuangyuan building" flying like a dragon and a phoenix upstairs, a burst of cultural atmosphere rushed over his face, and he suddenly felt good.

Although Zhuangyuan Building is inconspicuous, it has a relatively large passenger flow. When Zhu Pingan stopped for a while, people in twos and threes came in and out of it.

"Let's go, you must be poor today, fat man!" The fat man still had resentment that he couldn't go to the other side of the Qinhuai River, so he gritted his teeth and walked into it first.

Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, and also paced upstairs.

There is nothing outside the Zhuangyuan building, but when you go in, you can feel a sense of elegance, mahogany furniture, wooden floors, and calligraphy and paintings on the surrounding walls. The calligraphy and painting in the center is particularly eye-catching. here".

"The breath is so strong, I don't know how it tastes." Fatty Xue Chi walked in front and glanced at the calligraphy and painting in the middle, and flattened his mouth.

"If the guest officer is not satisfied with what he eats here, we won't charge you." A cleanly dressed shop assistant bowed his waist and smiled all over his face.

"That's what you said." Fat Xue Chi said, waving his fat paw and pointing at the shop assistant.

"It's a small one." The store clerk said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand, "Please, please."

Zhu Pingan patted the fat man on the shoulder from behind, and walked to the table guided by the shop assistant first.

The Zhuangyuan building is also divided into private rooms and a lobby, but at this time the private rooms are all full, only the lobby still has a few tables, and the shop assistant guides a table by the window, which makes Zhu Pingan very satisfied.

There is a long wooden sign hanging on the wall, and the name of the dishes in the store is written on the wooden sign, which is clear at a glance.

"Your lion head, give us a plate." Zhu Pingan casually glanced at the wooden sign. There are too many wooden signs on the wall, which makes people dizzy, but Zhu Pingan still remembers what he heard a few days ago Lion head, so I ordered one.

"Okay, Jiazi's No. 3 table is the first one." Hearing this, the waiter who followed shouted in the direction of the kitchen.

The Zhuangyuan Building is worthy of being the Zhuangyuan Building, and the braised lion head can be called the number one.

The store clerk just finished shouting, the fat man on the side slammed the table, the flesh on his face trembled, "Okay, good omen."

"Give us the whole pig's ear cold salad, and the best wine in your shop." The fat man seemed to be excited by the shop assistant's top spot, and started to order with his fat face like a bulldog.

"Take a share of the head, and a pot of champions." The shop assistant is eloquent, and when the fat man ordered, he shouted towards the kitchen.

Everything touched Fatty's heart, and Fatty couldn't close his mouth with joy.

The roast goose that has already become a blockbuster without a song, the fish head tofu soup that won the championship, and the Sixi meatballs that won three yuan. The table was full.

It seems that the fat man likes such a lucky thing. Looking at a table of food and listening to the singing of the shop assistant, a chrysanthemum blooms with a fat face and satisfaction.

"Hey, what a coincidence."

As soon as the table was full of vegetables and rice, before Zhu Pingan moved his chopsticks, he heard a familiar call. Looking up, he saw his uncle Zhu Shouren and other villagers coming in a file, all of them were smiling all over their faces, except that the uncle's fat friend was missing.

"Uncle, uncle" Zhu Pingan got up and saluted far away.

"Brother Ang." Several villagers slightly cupped their hands, smiling.

"Meeting is worse than meeting by chance. When the exam is over, why don't we celebrate together." Uncle Zhu Shouren stroked his beard and smiled heartily.

Fatty Xue Chi has also seen his uncle and others, and besides, this guy is eager to have more people, so that he can show off his chrysanthemum poems. He also enthusiastically invites a few people to sit down, and then waved his fat hand and told the shop assistant to watch and add another six words The signature specialty dishes in the store will be served separately.

"This little brother is too polite." Uncle Zhu Shouren praised with a smile after taking his seat.

"Wherever you are, you are all brother Zhu's relatives and friends, and naturally you are also my relatives and friends." Fatty Xue Chi waved his hand casually.

Zhu Pingan waited for them to finish greetings, then stood up, introduced them to each other, and let them get to know each other. In the previous two times, I was in a hurry to take the exam and didn't have time to introduce them to each other. This time I had time, so I introduced them together.

After the wine and dishes were served, the wine and vegetables were served, and everyone ate happily.

"Ahem, that retest session"

"That poem is as golden as yellow flowers"

After drinking a glass of wine, the fat man just opened his mouth to find a reason to mention his chrysanthemum poem, when he heard a voice that coincided with him. It was Zhu Shouren, Zhu Ping'an's uncle. The two looked at each other and laughed in unison .

Afterwards, Zhu Pingan listened to the chrysanthemum poem they praised each other with a sore face, including several fellow villagers who also recited their own chrysanthemum poem together, all of them looked proud.

The more proud they are, the more pained Zhu Ping'an will be.

There are only a thousand cups of wine to meet a bosom friend. After a few cups of water, uncle Zhu Shouren and a few villagers got drunk, patted the table, and boasted to Zhu Pingan with their tongues out, "Hey (Brother An), you didn't It's such a pity to meet my friend's mentor with my uncle, really, it's such a pity."

"Oh, how can you say that Brother Zhu is a pity?" Fatty's fat face came closer.

"You don't know, that day we were drinking with our friends and mentors, during which they pointed to the chrysanthemums outside the window and asked us to compose poems. Tsk tsk, it's a pity if you say it's a pity." The uncle drank wine, looked at Zhu Ping'an and sighed .

Hearing this, the fat man also looked at Zhu Pingan with sympathy, and shook his head, "Brother Zhu is such a pity, if you go with your uncle, you won't try post poems that can't compare to my chrysanthemum poems."

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an felt even more pained.

"Okay, son, next time, although uncle and others don't need to take the exam again, you don't have to worry. In the future, uncle will recommend you to a friend and mentor"

"That's right, don't regret it, Brother Ang."

Uncle and the others took Zhu Pingan's pained look as a virtue of remorse, and they all spoke out to comfort him.

So, Zhu Ping'an was even more distressed, so he had to bow his head and deal with this table of good wine and food wholeheartedly.

In the private room on the third floor, Xia Luoming of Tongcheng, Feng Shanshui of Su Song and others sat in a room. Apart from the few people who were always together, there were also a few unfamiliar faces. The student who sang the chrysanthemum poem looked disdainful, the imposing man.

Looking out from the private room, the scene in the lobby is clear at a glance, and the sound can be heard clearly.

"Chrysanthemum Poetry, hehe, this year's government case is the first of its kind, and you guys are exaggerating about him."

A handsome student in front of the window in the private room, turned around, left the window and returned to his seat, and smiled at Xia Luoming and the others.

"Yesterday I heard his comment on chrysanthemum poems, but I didn't expect it to be the same today." The imposing man said lightly while playing with the wine glass in his hand.

"It's our fault. I never expected him to be so unbearable. Forgive me, Brother Liu and Brother Guo. It seems that the real case this year is from the two brothers." Su Songfeng Shanshui stood up holding his wine glass. He seems to have a lot of admiration for these two.

"If it weren't for Brother Liu's filial piety and Brother Guo's study tour, how could we have the honor to take the exam with Brother Liu and Brother Guo."

Even Xia Luoming, who had always been conceited, put away her arrogance at this time and stood up to toast.

Other people present also toasted together, many of them looked ashamed, probably they also wrote chrysanthemum poems about autumn.

Upstairs and downstairs, toasting and changing, it was fun.

Zhu Pingan was overwhelmed with alcohol, so he went to the counter to pay the bill in advance, but was told that the fat man at the same table had already paid. Regarding this, Zhu Pingan could only smile wryly and shook his head.

There will be at least three watches today so I won’t miss the appointment

(end of this chapter)