The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 155

Dongxiangchun is the most famous and highest-grade restaurant in Datong City. The whole building is five floors high, and there are five consecutive courtyards behind it.

The reason why Dongxiangchun is called Dongxiangchun is because the most famous wine "Dongxiangchun" in Ming Dynasty is sold here.

Many people who drank Dongxiangchun shouted that this wine should only exist in the sky, how many times can they be drunk in the world, so Dongxiangchun can be said to be the most sought after wine in the entire upper class, bar none.

In addition, the owner of Dongxiangchun brewed Dongxiangchun is named after Dongxiangchun, and has opened restaurants with the same name in major cities all over the world. Almost every Dongxiangchun has become the most upscale and most sought-after restaurant in the local area.

Although Datong is a border town, it is also a big city, so Dongxiangchun here is also full of visitors every day, and the passenger flow is constant.

Mu Yi, the son of Mu Zuo, the magistrate of Datong, is a frequent visitor to Dongxiangchun.

This day, it was the day when they, the second generation of Datong officials, gathered again, and someone had already reserved Dong Xiangchun's seat.

After Mu Yi went out, he looked at the sky, the sky was a bit gloomy, and there was also a hint of coldness mixed in, so he asked the servant beside him to go back to get a fur made of fox fur, and then got into the carriage and headed towards Dong Xiangchun.

Although Mu Yi is a second-generation official, he doesn't have many of the bad habits that ordinary yamen have. He is righteous, likes to make friends, and has his own opinions in doing things, so he has become the backbone of their circle.

It's just that everyone envied him, the magistrate, to be happy every day, but he himself was extremely depressed.He has already begun to get tired of this kind of life of eating, drinking and having fun every day, and he feels that he will be useless if he continues like this.

But he couldn't do anything, he didn't know what he could do.

Datong is a border town, and the Tartars came to harass and attack every now and then. Although they never succeeded, it still made people fearful.

Father Mu Zuo has always wanted to be transferred from Datong, even if he went back to the Central Plains as a county magistrate, but he has never been able to do so.More than three months ago, the Datong Garrison gave his father a bad idea. He took a team of troops to suppress the bandits, hoping to make some military exploits and transfer them away, but in the end, he was beaten to death by a team of troops who came out of nowhere. , Return with lost soldiers and defeated generals.

From then on, my father began to sigh and sigh, always saying that sooner or later he would die in the city of Datong.

Mu Yi disapproved of his father's appearance, and felt that since he wanted to be an official of the Ming Dynasty, he must be loyal to the country, even if he was a hero, he deserved his death. He looked down on his father's current appearance.

Therefore, the relationship between father and son is relatively antagonistic, and they often quarrel.

Now a Governor Yuan came to Datong. He heard that he was strict, and many officials and generals were punished for their mistakes. Therefore, his father, Mu Zuo, told him not to cause trouble for himself, and told him not to run around.

Therefore, Mu Yi was going crazy after staying at home these days, he felt that he didn't want to stay in Datong any longer, and the place was filled with a depressed and decadent atmosphere that made him very uncomfortable.

The whole of Daming is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and the country is becoming increasingly corrupt. Mu Yi feels that he is the same as Daming. If he can't find his way again, he will be a pill sooner or later.

When thoughts were flying, I felt the carriage stopped, and the boy driving the carriage said outside: "Master, we're here."

Mu Yi lifted the curtain of the car, jumped out of the car, looked up at the towering Dong Xiangchun, and was about to walk inside.

"Old Mu, wait, let's go in together." There was a jumping voice behind him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that the guy who stopped him was Wang Hao, the son of Datong Tongju, the second generation of officials like himself.

Generally speaking, the second-in-command, the magistrate and the general judge, are usually a little bit at odds.Mu Zuo, the magistrate of Datong, and Wang Siyuan, the general judge, were also at odds with each other.

But the two old ones are not compatible, and the two young ones can play together, which makes the two old guys very depressed.

"Xiao Wang, how many times have I told you not to call me Lao Mu? Those who don't know think I'm your mother." Mu Yi turned around and scolded with a smile.

"Who dares, the young master tore his mouth, what kind of eyes, do I have such a young and beautiful mother? It's almost like a girl, you say yes, old Mu!" Wang Hao giggled and hugged Mu Yi's shoulders road.

Mu Yi rolled his eyes and ignored him, and the two of them walked inside with their shoulders linked.

The beautiful maid at the gate of Dong Xiangchun greeted her with a smile and said, "My lords, the private room on the fourth floor is ready, you two come with me."

Yingying smiled as she spoke, and led the way.

There are five floors in Dongxiangchun. According to different consumption needs and the status of customers, you can enter different floors for consumption. Therefore, being able to come to Dongxiangchun is also a status symbol.

And the fourth floor can only be accessed by the entire official class in Datong City.

On the third floor, rich and wealthy businessmen can enter.

The second floor is a well-off home, a place suitable for people with a little money to spend.

The first floor is the hall, with a square stage in the middle. There are singing and dancing musical instruments playing irregularly every day, and sometimes storytellers are here to tell stories.

There is no wine table in the hall, but some brocade soft chairs and small tables are placed around seemingly randomly for guests to use when watching the performance.There is no charge on this floor, and tea or fruit snacks can be provided for free, and it doesn't matter how long the guests want to sit.

Moreover, the first floor is a free self-service area, where guests can take melons, fruits, snacks and tea by themselves, and there are no secondary maids to disturb them.

This is also one of Dong Xiangchun's brilliance, it seems to be free, but in fact these things are not worth a lot of money, on the contrary, it makes people's eyes bright and their hearts feel at ease.

The people who come here are either rich or expensive, and there are not many ordinary people who really come to eat and drink.

Therefore, this place has also become a place where many people make friends and talk freely. Everyone relaxes at will, watching the performance while talking about the latest interesting things.

Over time, this place has also become an information exchange center in Datong City. Many people come to the first floor to sit down if they want to inquire about any news.When I met friends who came to talk, I led them upstairs to open a private room to continue talking.

Mu Zuo and the others entered the gate, and when they were about to go upstairs, they glanced at the stage in the middle of the first floor. Today, it was a storyteller with white beard and hair sitting on the stage, with a book table in front of him, and a The paper fan is telling a story:

"Everyone, let's not talk about the Three Kingdoms today, but talk about a great hero around our Datong City, the deeds of a great hero." The storyteller looked at the fairy style, and his speech was also cadenced, which aroused many people's curiosity as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Old man, what kind of hero can we have near Datong, what a hero, you are just talking nonsense." The next one shouted.

"Don't worry, everyone. The person I'm going to talk about today is indeed a true hero, a true hero. After his story is told, you will definitely admire him. Before I talk about this great hero, let me say one thing first. You must all remember the siege of the city by the Tartars two months ago, right?"

The storyteller spoke slowly and methodically.

"Remember. The Tartars besieged the city for three days, couldn't attack for a long time, and finally had no choice but to retreat. This is thanks to Li Yongnian, General Li's defense of the city. Could it be that the hero you mentioned is General Li?"

Someone below responded.

"No, no. Although Li Zongbing is also a hero, he is still far inferior to the one I am going to talk about today. The last time the Tatars retreated hastily after the siege for three days, it was not because the Tartars were unable to continue the siege , but because their back route was stolen, do you know who did it?" The storyteller stopped at this point and made a fool of himself.

"Is this really the case? Could it be that the great hero you mentioned stole the way of the Tartars?" Someone exclaimed.

"That's right, it was this master who did it. Today I am here to tell you all about this master's majestic deeds..."

The storyteller began to speak in cadence, shaking his head and shaking his head: "By the way, this person's surname is Jiang and his name is Chuan. Jiang is the river that goes from east to west, and Chuan is the river with mountains and rivers. Just by hearing his name, he knows that this is a true hero who swallows mountains and rivers... ..."

Among the audience below sat a young man in white, with a handsome appearance, like a stunning beauty.At this moment, he saw the storyteller on the stage who opened his mouth and came, boasting that he was the only one in the world, and secretly wanted to laugh.

"If that villain knows that others praise him so much, I don't know if his face will get hot." The young man in white thought secretly, and a blush suddenly appeared on Junxiu's face when he thought of that man.

Mu Yi listened, and forgot to go upstairs, until the maid who led the way turned around and called softly before he came back to his senses.

"I'll go and listen first, and I'll go upstairs later." After speaking, he waved his hand and walked straight to the lobby on the first floor, found a Jindun and sat down.

Wang Hao behind him was also attracted by the storyteller's words, and followed him to sit down.

"It is said that the Orion named Guan Hu was about to be killed by the Tatar cavalry. Suddenly, there was a loud shout in the forest, and a cavalry rushed out, just like a god descending from the earth, majestic and majestic, and shot an arrow at the leader of the Tartars. Son, the Tartars fell off their horses at the sound. But who was the one who came? It was the great hero Jiang Chuan. The sons were cut off from their horses one after another, they were invincible, they all fled with a single cry..."

After all, this storyteller is a professional. He vividly portrayed Jiang Chuan as Zhao Zilong who is seven in and seven out.

But the listeners were convinced by this. The Tartars had a long history of viciousness, and the Ming army could not support the wall with mud. Everyone felt very suffocated.Now suddenly there is such a hero, killing tartars is as vigorous as chopping melons and vegetables. Everyone is very relieved to hear it. Who cares whether it is reasonable or not. There is no reasonable party here. Good listener.

What the storyteller was talking about was foaming at the mouth, but the white-clothed young man below stroked his forehead and his face was hot, secretly thinking that this one really worked hard, it seems that the ten taels of silver were not in vain.

　The fourth one arrives.There is a fifth update tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)