There is a poem by Li Taibai that says, "With a hundred thousand guan tied around his waist, he rode a crane down to Yangzhou."
Therefore, this restaurant serving Huaiyang cuisine was named Taibailou.
This building is located in the most prosperous part of the capital, with three floors above and below the Qinhuai River at its back. There is a special pier that can lead directly to the river. Whenever there are wealthy guests in the building who need singers and actresses, they can either take a boat directly to the building, or have a painting boat pull over.
When Hou Yong and Yang Jing arrived, it was just as the lanterns were going up and the sun was setting. The lights on the three floors were brilliant, and they looked full of wealth and wealth from a distance. The cars in front of the door were full of carriages and horses, and several smart young men were smiling.
Guests lead the way.
Under the lanterns upstairs, there are occasional beautiful figures lingering, soft sleeves gently swinging round fans to half-cover their faces.
It really smells like a BMW and a thousand trees blooming in the east wind at night.
"Here?" Hou Yong saw Taibai Tower clearly and immediately shook his head and said, "Zhong Ning, no, no, it's too expensive! One meal here is not enough for our monthly salary!" As he said that, he looked around,
"When I passed by just now, there were many small restaurants and food stalls around that were pretty good. Why do you and I brothers have to talk about such a pomp?"
"Scenery!" Yang Jing said with a smile, "take it as it comes. If you never enjoy it once in your life, what's the point of living it? Let's go, let's go, you and I haven't drank in many years! We were still poor back then.
When I was a student, I could only drool from a distance looking at places like this, but now I’m getting older. If I don’t enjoy it, wouldn’t my life be in vain?”
Hou Yong was pushed, walked forward with a smile, and whispered, "Your salary is not much higher than mine, what are you spending this money for?"
"You!" Yang Jing smiled again, "Who expects that little salary!"
"Ah?" Hou Yong was suddenly stunned, and then glared and said, "Zhong Ning, please speak clearly, otherwise I won't go in!" After saying that, he waved his sleeves and said, "Could it be that you, Yang Zhongning, have also imitated those corrupt officials?"
Yang Jingnai was the right inspector and censor, or in later generations, the supreme judge. He was in charge of national proceedings and supervised the actions of officials. He took charge of things that the Ministry of Punishment could manage, and he could also manage things that the Ministry of Punishment couldn't.
The Judiciary of the Ming Dynasty, the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Inspectorate. His status as the Right Governor and Censor is evident.
"Haha, although I am not as incorruptible as you, I will not do anything illegal or disciplined!" Yang Jing said with a smile, "Don't worry, the money is all clean and clean!"
"No!" Hou Yong said stubbornly, "You and I are both from poor families, without support from our families. Where do you get the money?" After saying that, he looked at each other again, "Zhong Ning, look at the clothes on your body.
Clothes, fine Shu brocade clothes, a piece of Shu brocade and a piece of gold, where on earth did you get the money!"
"Go in, go in and I'll tell you!" Yang Jing smiled and waved to the distance.
Immediately, a clean and tidy boy came over and said with a smile, "Yang, you are here. Please come inside. Taohua Pavilion has reserved it for you!"
Hou Yong listened and saw from the way the boy spoke that Yang Jing must be a regular customer. Moreover, in order to avoid suspicion, the boy respectfully addressed Yang Jing as Yuanwai instead of Master Yang.
Yang Jing smiled and said, "Lead the way!"
As he said that, he pulled Hou Yong and said, "Peach Blossom Pavilion is not to attract peach blossoms to you, but is taken from the water of Peach Blossom Pond three thousand feet away, which is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me. You and I have known each other for many years, so this pavilion should be used to attract peach blossoms to you!"
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"Your metaphor is wrong!" Hou Yong said with a bitter smile, "Li Taibai's poem is simply a perfunctory response to Wang Lun. Wang Lun is his financial backer, so of course he can't say that Wang Lun gave me love. The friendship between you and me is as gentle as water.
, how can we compare it?”
"Okay, okay, everything you said is right!" Yang Jing smiled.
As soon as he entered Taibai Tower, Hou Yong suddenly felt that his eyes were not full of sight.
Underfoot are Jiangxi fired white jade floor tiles, and on the walls of the building are either Zhejiang embroidered wallpaper or Guangdong burned paper paintings. The stairs are all hollowed out and carved, and the handrails are waxed brightly to reflect the silhouette of people.
All the candles were covered with glass covers, and there was absolutely no smell of fireworks in the air. The stairs leading upstairs were even covered with fine Western carpets.
"Hiss!" Hou Yong took a breath of air. Although he was a high-ranking official of the third rank in the dynasty, he was actually a little ashamed of himself in plain clothes.
"Please come upstairs!" The boy smiled and led the way.
Hou Yong was brought into the elegant room in a daze. As soon as he entered the elegant room, there was a small rockery and flowing water, surrounded by sandalwood. Going around the screen, there was a dining table for two, with gilt tableware placed. Several graceful women
, covering his face with light gauze, holding a jade pot and other objects in his hand.
"Jing, sit down!" Yang Jing smiled and pushed Hou Yong to sit down, then opened the window.
Suddenly, the unparalleled beauty of the Qinhuai River comes directly into view. The waves are rippling on the river, and the colorful lights of the boat are fluttering. The sound of pipa, jade flute and flute is heard. There are also dancing figures dancing under the lights. Everything is like a painting, full of life.
Fragrant.
"how?"
With a huff, Hou Yong stood up and left before Yang Jing could finish speaking.
"Where to go?" Yang Jing pulled him.
Hou Yong's face was ashen and he looked at Yang Jing, "Zhong Ning, you and I took the imperial examination in the same year and asked the Supreme Emperor in person. Do you still remember what you said that day?" He said, with tears in his eyes, "That day, the Supreme Emperor said to
We say, if you want to get rich, don’t be an official of the Ming Dynasty; if you want to save the lives of the people of the world, become a minister of the Ming Dynasty!”
"How many years have passed and you have forgotten? How did you become like this?" Hou Yong said, his voice getting louder and louder, "I am a country bumpkin and have never enjoyed anything, but I also know that in this gold-selling cave,
The cost of one night is almost equal to our annual salary! Yang Zhongning, where did you get the money?"
"Hey!" Yang Jing was so criticized that he couldn't laugh or cry, "Look, it's really unfair for others to call you Hou Tiemian!" He said, holding Hou Yong's hand and saying, "As the right governor, it's your turn!
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"Let go!" Hou Yong waved his sleeves, "Why bother talking about him?"
Yang Jing smiled helplessly, waved everyone in the room to get out, and whispered, "You and I have known each other for so many years, but you still can't trust my integrity. Besides, now that the Holy Emperor is on the throne and the Supreme Emperor is also here, who dares to do it in the capital?"
Reach out for the chaos?" He said with a smile, "Skin temple, the skins of those corrupt officials haven't been dried yet, so I, Yang Jing, can learn from the past and stand up to the wind?"
These words made Hou Yong hesitate a little.
Although the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty seems to be very tolerant, he actually shares the same heritage as the old man and has zero tolerance for corrupt officials.
"So, this money?"
"I don't have to spend money to eat here!" Yang Jing pressed Hou Yong on his seat, "The signboard of Taibai Building is the inscription I made. Look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, they were all painted by me.
Chosen!”
Hou Yong looked around and saw that most of the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were in a light style. In this environment where wealth and wealth cannot be seen directly, they looked a little more fresh and refined, which was pleasing to the eye.
Yang Jing was a Jinshi in the same year as him, but his attainments in calligraphy and painting were much higher than his. In the court, he was known as a talented scholar.
"It's true that I am an upright official, but I also need to eat. We don't need black money, so we can get some pen polish, right? But in order to avoid suspicion, I didn't get any share of the pen polish fee. In order to thank me, the owner of the restaurant promised me a lifetime
It doesn’t cost anything to eat and drink!” Yang Jing said with a smile.
Hou Yong nodded, this is an elegant thing.
Yang Jing used to be a minister, and now he is the censor of the dynasty. Writing to merchants is a blessing he has acquired throughout his life. Taking care of the food without taking money is both interesting and polite.
"So?" Hou Yong felt a little embarrassed and said, "It was me who was Meng Lang just now. Brother Zhong Ning, don't blame me!"
"I don't know your temper yet, why is it so strange?" Yang Jing said with a smile, "Sit down quickly!
After that, the two sat down opposite each other.
Yang Jing smiled and poured tea for the other party, and continued to smile, "This is a serious Dahongpao. It is my treasure. If it were not to entertain you, I would not be willing to take it out!"
Perhaps it was the surrounding environment that made Hou Yong a little absent-minded. He held the tea cup and asked, "Whose business is this? Is it not easy for the capital to build such a formation?"
Yang Jing smiled and said nothing.
Hou Yong saw this and whispered, "But it involves the powerful people of the dynasty!"
Yang Jing smiled and said, "Do you know who asked me to write?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you if I'm waiting for you!"
Yang Jing sighed slightly, "Li Jinglong, the Duke of Cao State, invited me!"
"He?" Hou Yong frowned and said, "On the way to Beijing, I met several officials who were leaving the capital. I heard them chatting and said that one time, Ling Laoshangshu cursed Cao Guogong, saying that he had led the emperor into trouble!"
"It's biased!" Yang Jing laughed, "Cao Guogong is a close minister, but not a jester!"
"Hmph, if it weren't for the jester, how could he have started such a big business?" Hou Yong said disdainfully.
"It's not just Cao Guogong!" Yang Jing whispered, "Behind the Taibai Tower, there are also the Chang family of Zheng Guogong and the Zhao family of Marquis Chengen!"
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