Sheng Fu

Chapter 125 The first time after returning home
Why do friends come from afar?
There is only a table of eight treasures to treat each other.

The two left the teahouse and came to the most famous Hongyan Building in the imperial capital.

The building is seven stories high, and the class division is three-dimensional and obvious. Ordinary merchants and the like can only sit on the first floor.

Scholars can go to the second floor, well-known counselors and scholars can go to the third floor, those who have entered the Huangting realm can go to the fourth floor, civil servants and generals can go to the fifth floor, and wealthy families can go to the sixth floor.

As for the seventh floor, only the powerful like His Royal Highness King Ping or Pu Weiqing can enter.

Anyone who can enter the seven-story building is no less than one person under one person and above ten thousand people.

At the door, Yu Wenjun was standing side by side with Bai Xiaowei with a knife on his waist. He took a look at this splendid restaurant, and soon a middle-aged fat man in a red brocade suit came.

It is true that the figure is bloated, but his eyes are piercing and energetic, which vaguely reveals Huang Ting's cultivation.

When he came to the two of them, he lowered his head and smiled, "I've seen Mr. Yuwen, but what does Mr. Yuwen plan to eat?"

The buddies in the Hongyan Building, among other things, I am afraid that there is not much difference between the eyes of the stars and the spies. Even if there is a slight disturbance at the door, the management buddies in the building can immediately make deduction calculations and weigh situation.

Yu Wenjun wears a sword on his waist, the famous sword is here, who doesn't know it?
Therefore, the elderly stewards did not dare to show up in person, and immediately invited the owner of the Hongyan Building, the fat man in red.

His name is Zhuhuang, Zhu is the vermilion red Zhu, and Huang is the yellow of yellow and white things.

Yu Wenjun said softly: "My friend came from afar, and I plan to treat each other with a feast of eight treasures. From the perspective of the shopkeeper, whether this friend and I are eligible to enter the seven-story building for dinner."

Zhu Huang was grinning on his face, but he was muttering in his heart that it was not suitable for his status to have dinner with this middle-aged swordsman of unknown origin on the seventh floor, and he would indirectly offend many people.

But he thought of Gu Yong demolishing the main entrance of the imperial palace, the star river hanging above Pu Weiqing's head, and all living beings bowing their heads, so he became ruthless and complimented, "Mr. Yuwen invites people to dinner, so naturally he can enter the seventh floor. "

Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said, "Then I'll have to work."

Zhu Huang personally led the way. People who can enter the seventh floor for dinner will naturally not go upstairs in the eyes of everyone. There is also a quiet passage. Yu Wenjun does not know whether Pu Weiqing has walked through this passage, but he knows that His Highness Prince Ping must go. through this channel.

The reason why the Hongyan Building only has the seventh floor is because the number nine is monopolized by the royal family, and the number eight is monopolized by the princes of the imperial capital and the powerful families in the north and south.

At the beginning of the construction of Hongyan Building, there was no way, and it could only be built with a height of seven floors.

Although there are only seven floors, after climbing to the top, you can really enjoy the artistic conception of seeing all the mountains at a glance. Other inns and restaurants are naturally dwarfed by Hongyan Building.

Zhu Huang was puzzled in his heart, at this time, Mr. Yuwen should be fighting head-to-head with the northern Qilu and Nanshan Wujue in the martial arts arena of the imperial palace.

How can you have free time to come here to invite a friend for dinner?
Out of the corner of his eye, he sneaked around Bai Xiaowei, and Zhu Huang felt a little suspicious. He had seen many unfathomable people in this Hongyan Building, but he had never seen such unfathomable and unfathomable people like Bai Xiaowei. A cardinal, is he really a swordsman?

I wanted to test Bai Xiaowei's cultivation base, but quickly dismissed the idea. Mr. Yuwen can treat someone with courtesy in person, and he has to go to the seventh floor to eat, and his cultivation base must be worthy of the unfathomable four Character.

"You two need to wait for a while. The Bazhen Banquet will take some time, but it won't take too long." Zhu Huang said respectfully.

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly, and sat across from Bai Xiaowei, Zhu Huang personally brewed a pot of Longquan water and brought it up, poured it for the two of them, and then slowly left.

Downstairs are all living beings, and upstairs is a list of small mountains.

Bai Xiaowei said: "Actually, you don't need to deliberately create momentum for me. I really want to have a good meal, but I never thought of doing this."

It only takes half a day at most for Yu Wenjun to bring a middle-aged swordsman to the seventh floor of the Hongyan Building for dinner, and all the dignitaries in the imperial capital will know about it.

In this way, everyone knows that Bai Xiaowei is not a simple character. In fact, he is not simple in the impression of others.

Yu Wenjun smiled brightly and said: "I haven't thought about it so much. If you don't remind me, I really can't react."

"That's good too. It's a great honor to be an uncle and become a stepping stone on the road of a politician."

Bai Xiaowei's eyeballs rolled slightly, and he took a sip of Longquan clear water. The traces were a bit heavy, but he didn't need to make a fuss himself.

Yu Wenjun is his nobleman, and he is also Yuwenjun's nobleman. This friend is very cost-effective, and they both have good thoughts in their hearts.

Bai Xiaowei said: "After dinner, you are going to the palace."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said: "If you want to meet His Majesty the Emperor, I can also take you into the palace. Although these things are not polite, no one in the current imperial capital probably wants to argue with me. Red tape."

Bai Xiaowei smiled and said: "That's unnecessary, I don't want to meet the Emperor, I want the Emperor to meet me."

Yu Wenjun raised the teacup with his right hand hanging in the air, tasted it carefully, and said with a pleasant smile: "I like my uncle's demeanor very much. In the future, many people will know that Uncle is an excellent politician."

Bai Xiaowei thought for a while, and said seriously: "Low-key, low-key."

Yu Wenjun laughed silently, today was the happiest time since he returned to the imperial capital from the south.

Not long after, the Bazhen Banquet was presented.

Naturally, the Bazhen Banquet in the Hongyan Tower cannot compare with the Bazhen Banquet in the imperial palace. If it is only about the taste, it is only weaker.

There is no way, the golden signboard of the imperial dining room is there, and the political height of the palace is also there.

The Eight Treasures Banquet in Hongyan Tower is already very impressive, second only to the Eight Treasures Banquet in the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Huang is a fine person, he can judge from his feeling that Yu Wenjun and his guests just want to have a quiet meal, so no dancers are arranged to add to the fun.

I thought it would be fine to keep Yu Wenjun from paying the money, and leave a pair of calligraphy and calligraphy in Hongyanlou, but Hongyanlou does too much of this kind of thing. It can be worth a lot of silver.

After much deliberation, Zhu Huang still decided to let Yu Wenjun pay for the meal. This would not only make Yu Wenjun's guests feel sincere, but also give Zhu Huang and Yu Wenjun a decent step down.

But he still didn't understand why Yu Wenjun invited a middle-aged swordsman to dinner at this juncture.

He would not take the initiative to ask about things he didn't understand. After living in the imperial capital for so many years, he should not know anything he didn't understand.

Two hours later, Yu Wenjun and Bai Xiaowei walked out of the Hongyan Building.

No one knew what they talked about during the meal, and the eyeliner in the Hongyan Building also saw Yu Wenjun and Bai Xiaowei parting at the fork in the road.

One went to the palace, and the other went to the downtown.

In the martial arts arena, the fights have been carried out several times.

Yu Wenjun's return did not attract too much attention. Kang Changzhi was completely relieved when he saw him come back, but he soon fell into fear again.

As he saw, the North Qilu and the Nanshan Wujue played against each other, trying to preserve their strength as much as possible, but the scene was also eye-catching, and the form went well.

Store up the core combat power, and aim at the four leaders of Bailu Pavilion. I really don't know if these four outstanding juniors can stand up to it.

(End of this chapter)