GBP Chapter 523 Giving Name
Chapter 523 Giving Name
Li Cunxi, who was dozing off with his head tilted, quickly sat up straight, smiled and stood up again.
"What's wrong, Brother Yanhao, is this handled?"
The weather in May is already a little hot, the sky outside is still clear, and the clouds floating in the sky are moving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is around 45: p.m. in later times, and the temperature is slightly higher.
Perfect for dining out.
"Is it time to have dinner?"
Lu Dayou suddenly closed the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand. He didn't eat in the morning. He just had a snack with Li Cunxi. He was already hungry at 3 p.m.
"It seems that Brother Dayou is hungry."
"In that case, I'll go talk to my uncle, so my brothers and I can go out for dinner."
Wu Yanhao smiled faintly and put the government affairs he had handled aside. Wu Yizong would check these things again later to prevent any omissions.
At Wu Yanhao's urging, Li Cunxi and Lu Dayou checked their belongings and left together after confirming that they were correct.
……
In Ganlu Palace, Wu Zetian sat on the dragon bed, calmly looking through the confession in her hand.
In this confession from the Liang Wang's retainer, Wu Sansi was not mentioned in any sentence, but every sentence was pointing to Wu Sansi.
"He wants to find the Iron Hand Group and buy Li Cunxi's life with 20 taels of silver?"
Wu Zetian narrowed her eyes.
“And that was two years ago.”
"I still remember the battle on the Tangzhou Plains. The leader of the Iron Hand Group and ten hall masters attacked together, but were finally defeated by the Qianniu Guards led by Huan Bin."
"Did he set out after this incident to buy Li Cunxi's life?"
"Katsuhiko, can you guarantee that everything he said is true and there is no falsehood in it?"
Faced with Wu Zetian's question, Huang Shengyan did not dare to hesitate and bowed quickly.
"Your Majesty, this thief could not bear the torture, so he told the truth about why he left the Prince Liang's Mansion."
"In addition, the silver note of two hundred thousand taels of silver that I found on him before is not likely to be fake."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Wu Zetian's eyes were spitting fire.
"This damned beast, in the past, Li Cunxi said that he colluded with the Iron Hand Group to do those dirty things, and I still had doubts, but today there is no doubt anymore. Shengyan, execute this thief tonight."
"Yes!"
……
Today’s meal is still at Shili Xiang.
After Li Cunxi ordered the dishes, he happily sat down in the elegant room on the second floor.
As the three of them were chatting, Lu Dayou couldn't help but think of the man and woman he met during the day. He also thought of his own recent situation and felt depressed.
"What's wrong, Dayou, you don't seem very happy."
Wu Yanhao drank while leaning sideways, his face beaming with joy.
"I am already over thirty years old, and I still don't have a concubine."
"I don't look that ugly, do I?"
"Now my sister has someone coming to propose marriage, but no one cares about me, Lu Dayou."
Lu Dayou sighed for a while. It has been said since ancient times that men should get married when they are old enough and women should get married when they are old enough.
If a man is still single in his thirties, it’s either because his wife died and he didn’t remarry, or because he has no ambition in his life and is unable to find a wife.
Haven’t you seen that Wu Yanji, the eldest son in Wu Yanhao’s family, got married during the Spring Festival when he was 15 years old and gave birth to a little boy that year?
Just by comparing the two, Lu Dayou suddenly felt that his sense of responsibility became much heavier.
"Well, it's hard to say, but I heard from my mother that she has found a girl for me..."
Wu Yanhao shut up at the right time. He had already seen the resentment on Lu Dayou's face.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, Dayou, I'll talk to my mother later and ask her to keep an eye on you. After all, you're a fifth-rank official, and your home can't always be deserted, right?"
In order to avoid Lu Dayou from sighing later, Wu Yanhao had to change his words.
Of course, this statement was very familiar to Lu Dayou, as if he had heard it from someone else.
After a while, Lu Dayou suddenly turned to Li Cunxi and asked:
"Did you tell me this this afternoon?"
The meal took almost an hour, and as the hour of You was about to end, a group of people walked out of the elegant pavilion.
Zhang He, who was coming towards him, glanced at Li Cunxi and quickly bowed and said:
"I wonder if you all are enjoying your meal?"
Li Cunxi hummed and nodded:
“The dishes are very delicious, very good.”
Zhang He quickly flattered:
"If you like it, my lord. This elegant pavilion will be reserved for you in the future. Whenever you want to come, this seat on the second floor will always be yours."
Being praised like this, Li Cunxi still nodded indifferently.
The special character of "calm as water" exerts steady force.
"What does this require me to do?"
"I am uneducated, so I don't know how to name something, so I chose 'Shilixiang'. Please give us a new name for this restaurant."
"My handwriting is very ugly."
Zhang He misunderstood and said quickly, "Please rest assured, sir. I am not asking you to name me in vain."
"No, it's not." Li Cunxi shook his head, "It means exactly what it says."
"A few years ago, the Imperial Secretary Li once said that he had obtained a calligraphy work from Li, which was very precious." Zhang He said sincerely, "This matter is known to everyone in the city."
Li Cunxi shook his head helplessly. Could his shabby handwriting be called a masterpiece?
That was just the name of Li Huaiyuan's visit.
His chicken chop calligraphy would make Lu Dayou shake his head when he saw it now. Can it be called a "calligraphy masterpiece"?
Li Cunxi was very self-aware. He came to a small square table that had been prepared long ago, and saw two servants presenting him with writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Well, I'll write one for you."
Li Cunxi thought about it and suddenly remembered that when he was watching a TV series in his previous life, a big shot gave a name to someone else's restaurant, and it was written as "Jia Yu Ju".
This name is very meaningful, taken from "In the south there are fine fish, which are covered in water. The gentlemen have wine, and the guests are entertained with joy."
He simply waved his hand and downloaded "Jiayuju".
Zhang He was not interested in drinking, and didn't care what name Li Cunxi wrote. He shouted loudly.
"it is good!!!"
"Take two thousand taels of silver and give it to the kind and amiable Steward Ma!"
As soon as Zhang He finished speaking, two waiters came up together and handed some silver to Ma Rong.
The reputation of Ma Rong, the evil slave of the Li Mansion, was ruined by Qiao Tai and Xu Guzi two years ago. At this moment, he naturally took the silver in a leisurely manner, held his head high and kicked it with his chest puffed out.
"But the fee is two thousand taels. Manager Zhang is really generous."
Li Cunxi stood aside and laughed loudly.
"These are just some small benefits, but there will be great rewards in the future."
Zhang He spoke in a soft voice, afraid that others would hear.
Li Cunxi also guessed what Zhang He's reward was. It was nothing more than earning a little more money under his name, and then secretly giving it to Ma Rong.
"Okay, boss, let's go then."
Li Cunxi was full of food and drink and was about to leave.
Zhang He smiled and walked him from the second floor to the first floor.
After getting on the carriage, Li Cunxi glanced at Wu Yanhao and Lu Dayou who followed him and said:
"I'll send you back first. I have something else to do later. See you at the governor's mansion at noon tomorrow."