Spoiler History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 666 Grandfather Jia Taizhong

There are several Chaling restaurants in Yecheng.

But the ones with the most traffic are still the north and south gates.

Although the prices of wine and food are relatively high, due to the tight location and grand building, as well as the unique flavor of the stir-fried dishes sold in recent months, many dignitaries in Yecheng come here to drink, or simply invite chefs to their homes to cook.

Those who are not short of money will go upstairs to order two dishes, drink slowly and watch the street view, but more people choose to share two dishes with three or five people and order a few jugs of wine, and find a place on the first floor to sit and discuss the situation.

How far has the war against the bandit Liu progressed? What new things have been transmitted from Jiangdong? Which musician did the emperor summon yesterday? These are all topics that can be discussed.

Seeing that another messenger entered the city and rushed towards the government office, there was inevitably a lot of discussion on the first floor.

"Is this the messenger from Shangdang?"

"Where else could it be?"

"Hey, the Prime Minister has been fighting against thieves for two years, but why are there more and more thieves?"

"Hush, be careful!"

"Hey, why should we be so cautious? Can the bandit army really attack from Shangdang? I have also been to Jiuyuan for business. Even an army of 100,000 might not be able to pass through the four important passes of Wu'an, Shexian, Luxian, and Huguan! Otherwise, why hasn't Yecheng transferred troops to Shangdang? That means the emperor is not afraid of the bandits at all!"

"Bullshit! Who doesn't know that the leader of the bandits is Uncle Tianzi? How can a nephew be afraid of his uncle?"

"That's right, it's too late to get close to them... We all know who is afraid of the bandits."

"This gentleman must be drunk. You should pay the money and go back to sober up."

"Who's afraid of bandits? I'm afraid of bandits, isn't that enough..."

"If you ask me, the roads in Shangdang are all bad. Even if we open the fortress, how many bandits can come? Right now, I'm afraid the southwest is the biggest threat. The cousin of the uncle of a nephew of my neighborhood said that Yecheng has transferred several waves of elite troops to Hanoi."

"That's right. Hangu Pass is said to be a famous pass in the world, but it's like clay. It will fall apart if you poke it with a stick."

"If the enemy troops cross the Yellow River, there will be a lot of trouble. Compared with this, Shangdang is insignificant."

"The Tiger Guards are coming! Silence!"

As a result, the hall, which was full of lively conversation and noise just now, suddenly became silent.

Fortunately, this team of tiger guards only ordered a few dishes and sat down in the hall to eat and drink. The people in the hall who were talking eloquently just now quickly finished their meals, paid the bill and left.

The leader of the Tiger Guards spat with disdain at those hurriedly leaving figures:
"Instead of thinking about serving the country and killing the enemy, you can only talk nonsense!"

Just at this moment, the team of tiger guards heard a "creaky" sound behind them, and a young man in a brocade robe came down steadily from the upstairs.

So the captain of the Tiger Guards suddenly changed his expression:

"When I went out today, I saw a magpie singing on a tree branch. Now I understand that it was reminding me that I will meet a noble person today!"

"It's been a while since we last met, and you are still as charming as ever. Is there anything I can do for you, brothers?"

So the young man in brocade robe also smiled politely:

"Captain Wang, there's no need to be so distant. Since we've met... the boss, all the expenses of these brothers will be charged to my account."

"Marquis Xuanwei is really alienated. Your Excellency said that Marquis Xuanwei is our brother."

"Since we are brothers, what's the big deal about treating us to a drink?"

The two of them refused for a while, but finally made a verbal appointment to have a drink together next time before saying goodbye to each other.

After sitting down again, some of the Tiger Guards were curious:

"Captain, this Xuanwei Marquis is just a man who has benefited from his father's influence. Why is he so polite?"

The captain looked around and after making sure that Marquis Xuanwei had gone far away, he gestured to the restaurant owner:

"Bring two more jars of spring wine! Pick out some more expensive dishes for the brothers! Put it on the account of Marquis Xuanwei."

Then he said with a "huh":

"Although this Xuanwei Hou has no prominent position, he is a close friend of Wei Caoyuan, who is well-known in Yecheng."

"Moreover, most of you may not know that the Marquis Xuanwei has an elder, and that is someone that both Prime Minister Cao and the Lord must show some courtesy to."

The other tiger guards were very curious, but the team leader kept silent at this point and just invited them to eat.

After leaving the Chaling Restaurant and getting on the carriage, the young man in brocade robe sat in the carriage and listened to the hawking outside. His heart seemed to be burning like a wildfire. Two streets away was his own mansion. The doorman said that there was a visitor, and after asking the name, he laughed and welcomed him in:

"Zi Jing, why didn't you send someone to call me when you're here? Instead, you're waiting here!"

So the young man who was admiring the flowers in the courtyard with his hands behind his back also turned around.

His face was clean, and his beard and sideburns were neatly trimmed, making it hard to feel any dislike for him.

He is not very handsome, but there seems to be a smile in his eyes at all times, and the corners of his mouth are just right, making him a face that makes people easily like him at first sight.

"Marquis Xuanwei."

The young man in brocade robe pretended to be angry:
"Wei Feng!"

Wei Feng simply stepped forward and grabbed the hands of the Marquis Xuanwei:
"Why is Zhang Quan mad at me?"

Zhang Xiu's son Zhang Quan immediately lost all his unhappiness, and the wildfire in his heart suddenly burst out:

"I'm not mad at you, it's just..."

Wei Feng immediately stopped him from saying this:
"The sun is blazing here, let's go inside and talk."

After the two of them entered the house and dismissed their attendants, before Zhang Quan could say anything, Wei Feng smiled faintly:
"Zhang Quan, the noble has decided to start a rebellion."

Zhang Quan was overjoyed:

"really?"

The wildfire in my heart suddenly disappeared, replaced by a hint of anxiety:
"But... Grandfather still doesn't want to see me."

Wei Feng seemed to have been prepared and took out a letter:
"You haven't got a courtesy name yet. Everyone knows that you and Jia Taizhong have a deep friendship. It's appropriate for you to ask Jia Taizhong to give you a courtesy name."

"This is a letter of invitation. Do not open it privately. Send it directly to Jia Taizhong's residence. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, I will do my best."

Zhang Quan was touched that everything had been arranged to this extent. He took Wei Feng's hand and said:

"Zijing, don't worry. Even if this letter fails, I can just climb over the wall and get in! Grandfather will never reject me."

"That's not necessary." Wei Feng smiled and shook his head:
"We are doing this for justice, how can we force others to do this?"

So Zhang Quan admired him even more.

Fortunately, what reassured him was that Wei Feng's letter was indeed effective. At dusk, a carriage stopped in front of Xuanwei Hou's mansion to invite Zhang Quan to come.

Wei Feng had already left as it was not appropriate for him to stay for long. Zhang Quan could only suppress his excitement and board the carriage. After a short bumpy ride, the carriage turned into a secluded alley. Zhang Quan still remembered this road. When his father was still alive, he would often take him along this road to visit his father.

At that time, my father asked me to worship him as my great grandfather, but my great grandfather just smiled and said nothing.

But now that they meet again, Zhang Quan can no longer recall how many years it has been since they last met. Five years? Seven years?

After getting off the carriage, he was led by a servant through two corridors, and what he finally saw was a hall that was so simple that it could be called plain, and a figure that was somewhat hunched over.

Zhang Quan took two steps forward, and suddenly all the fire in his heart disappeared.

Taking two steps forward, Zhang Quan knelt down involuntarily, thinking of his mother, whose appearance he could no longer remember, his deceased father, and the fact that he was now the only one in the Xuanwei Marquis Mansion.
"Big father..."

Looking back, seeing the young man kneeling on the ground who looked very much like his old friend, and the tears dripping onto the floor, Jia Xu was silent for a while and said softly:
"Get up."

"Tell me about...your plan to get rid of the thieves."

At this time, Zhang Quan wiped his face twice and said anxiously:
"This is a dangerous matter. What should I do, Grandfather? I will just jump over the wall and leave. No one will know I am here."

Shaking his head, Jia Xu smiled a little more:

"Then Quan'er will tolerate an old man like me escorting your soul to the underworld?"

"Go wash up and come back to eat."

Zhang Quan stood up hesitantly and saw the letter spread out in front of Jia Xu. He still remembered the envelope, but the handwriting on the unfolded letter paper was elegant, not the handwriting of Wei Feng that he was familiar with.

There was also a broken jade pendant pressed on the letter paper, and one could vaguely see the shape of a phoenix.

No wonder I suspected that this letter had some weight... No!
Zhang Quan also suddenly became alert, fearing that what Wei Zijing said about writing a letter on his behalf to ask his grandfather to give him a courtesy name was not true.

(End of this chapter)