When people in the Song Dynasty interacted with others, they would report themselves to their family members whether they had good or bad friendships. The former was intended to be frank, while the latter was meant to intimidate and compare.
The two girls announced their names openly, but Xie Changyuan was a little surprised when they heard it.
Gao Wenchong had a reputation as a virtuous man. During the ten years when Hui Emperor Zhao Shuo devoted himself to seeking immortality and ignored state affairs, it was this wise prime minister who took charge of the state affairs and managed the Song Dynasty in an orderly manner.
Moreover, this prime minister has been in charge of the government for ten years, and he can be said to have overwhelming power, but he has never shown a hint of disloyalty. During these ten years, the prime minister's house, which was favored by high officials, kept the door open day and night, and the screen wall inside the door was demolished.
Passers-by can step into the Prime Minister's Mansion at any time, and the gatekeeper will never stop them. It can be said that they are open and honest, leaving no privacy.
Of course, there may not be anyone who dares to enter the prime minister's house casually, but Gao Wenchong's move just showed everyone his loyalty to the Song Dynasty. In the past ten years, he has also achieved a good reputation. He is a man destined to be famous.
A wise man for thousands of generations.
In the Qin Dynasty, the imperial censor was considered a first-rank official, but in the Song Dynasty, he could only be regarded as a second-rank official and had no real power. He only assisted the prime minister in supervising the officials, and also supervised the prime minister.
Wang Huan was nearly sixty years old, ten years older than Gao Wenchong. The two had been a perfect match for many years, managing government affairs together. Wang Huan often proposed solutions to many political issues, while Gao Wenchong made accurate judgments on the plans and stated the pros and cons.
The two of them joined forces and were respected by the people of the Song Dynasty as Wang Mou Gao Duan. This shows that Wang Huan's reputation is comparable to that of Gao Wen Chong.
Xie Changyuan had heard about these two capable ministers of the Song Dynasty when he was far in the north, but he did not expect that their daughter would be right in front of him now.
Xie Changyuan looked at the two girls in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Moting.
"I heard that your father is nearly sixty years old. I still believe you when you say she is his granddaughter." Xie Changyuan half-joked.
Hearing this, Wang Moting rolled his eyes at Xie Changyuan again.
Wang Moting is tall and has a cheerful personality. He speaks directly and honestly without any nonsense.
"We sisters would like to treat you to a meal, would you like that?"
Xie Changyuan asked in surprise, "I'm not familiar with you, why should I accompany you?"
Hearing this, Wang Moting reached out and pinched his chin, his clear eyes wandering up and down, as if he was thinking about how to answer this question.
Suddenly, Xie Changyuan's stomach rumbled, and the two women could hear this sound clearly just now.
Gao Yanqing covered her mouth and smiled, while Wang Moting next to her looked even more cunning.
She was also bold. She stepped forward and took Xie Changyuan's right hand, clasped it around her waist, and led Xie Changyuan away like a shepherd boy leading a cow.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll take you to a nice meal!"
Xie Changyuan was confused, thinking that he was ten years older than her, so why did she become a sister instead?
However, for the sake of the father of these two girls, he has no ill feelings towards the two girls. Since they want to treat them, he will go with them.
Xie Changyuan was led away by Wang Moting, and Gao Yanqing followed closely behind. The three of them arrived at the gate of the east city, turned right and arrived at the guest building.
This is also where Princess Linyang observed Xie Changyuan yesterday.
The Yingke Building is the most famous place to eat in Bianliang City. Of course, it is a serious business, and there are no women to accompany the drinks.
This building is one of the few three-story buildings in the city. It is located in the east of the city and can have a glimpse of the beautiful scenery in Bianliang City. It can be said that the view is excellent.
Moreover, the chefs are very skilled and the food is reasonably priced, so the business of Yingke Building has been booming for more than ten years. Last year, a branch building was opened in the west of the city.
The two girls took Xie Changyuan to the third floor. This floor had the highest consumption standards, so there were many spare seats. They went directly to the table beside the railing, where they could see the street outside at a glance.
There is some mist today, and the buildings at the end of the field of vision seem to be covered with a layer of gauze, making this majestic city with a thousand years of age even more primitive.
But the street below was bustling with people, with voices intermingling, and full of fireworks. On the surface, everything seemed to be business as usual, calm and leisurely.
Not long after Wang Moting ordered, the waiter came up steadily holding a large tray.
There are several dishes full of dishes lined up at the bottom of the tray, and then they are gradually stacked up like a pyramid, stacked three levels.
"Sir, please take your time." The waiter said with a flattering smile on his face.
He was so familiar that he placed the dishes on the table, then said he had something to give and went downstairs.
Xie Changyuan looked at the table and exclaimed in his heart, "What a guy!"
Stir-fried beef with straw mushroom and oyster sauce, stewed beef brisket with snowdrops, braised beef tongue, sauced tendons, crispy beef ears, braised beef liver, fried tripe, steamed beef louvers, beef tendon soup, stir-fried beef heart and even beef whip flowers and milk
All.
Almost as much as a cow can fit on this table, the food is dazzling and the aroma is fragrant.
"Now the imperial court has decreed that everyone in Bianliang City, regardless of officials or citizens, can only eat beef. The cows in Yingkelou are all slaughtered early in the morning. The meat will definitely taste more delicious than cows that died of illness. Don't be restrained. Don't be too cautious.
Eat something.”
Wang Moting took off his chopsticks generously. After all, she was also a martial arts practitioner and was relatively informal, while Gao Yanqing next to her was more polite. She greeted Xie Changyuan with a smile, then scooped up a piece of snow lotus with a spoon and put it in a bowl, and put it on
I started eating with chopsticks.
Xie Changyuan smiled and felt that the smell was fragrant, but he always felt uneasy looking at the plate of bullwhip flowers in the corner, thinking that no woman would treat someone to eat bullwhip.
Although the bullwhip flower looks very delicate after being carved by knife craftsmen, we can't ignore its original shape of a single branch, right?
Until he saw Wang Moting pick up a piece of bullwhip flower and put it in his little mouth to chew carefully, he couldn't help but open his mouth, a little shocked.
"This..." Xie Changyuan was a little dumbfounded.
Wang Moting glanced at him inexplicably, seeming to have guessed what Xie Changyuan was thinking, with an indifferent expression.
"People who practice martial arts often need to replenish their energy and blood. Naturally, they won't reject things that are useful to them. If I were an ordinary lady, why would I still practice martial arts?"
Wang Moting looks carefree, but her eyes are very clear. Unlike her father, who is a royal doctor, this woman has been active since she was a child and likes to practice martial arts. Although she looks pretty and wears a long skirt, she is actually very good with boys.
Get together.
Coupled with the fifth level of physical training, the second-generation officials in the official circle of Bianliang City only dared to treat her as their brother, and naturally they did not dare to think about anything else.
Hearing this, Xie Changyuan felt relieved and immediately picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
Among the two warriors present, the rhythm of taking down chopsticks was quite steady at first, but then I don't know who was a little faster, and the other one also quietly speeded up.
Gradually, Xie Changyuan and Wang Moting took off their chopsticks faster and faster, and began to change from eating each other's food to competing for food.
For a moment, chopsticks fell like rain, soup splashed on the table, and plates clinked, just like an earthquake.
Later, the two of them became so jealous that they threw away the chopsticks and grabbed them with their hands. Gao Yanqing, who was watching on the side, had a pretty face full of shock. She could only move aside obediently and did not dare to move the chopsticks in her hands.
, for fear of being accidentally injured.
There was a gust of wind and clouds, and the dining table was in a mess. Everything that could be eaten was taken away by this man and one woman.
Wang Moting's chest rose and fell, and he was slightly out of breath. There were a few drops of sauce on his pretty face, his cheeks were bulging, and there was obviously some meat stuffed into his mouth that he had not had time to chew.
The girl looked at Xie Changyuan angrily. For the first time in her life, she lost to someone else in grabbing food.
On the other hand, Xie Changyuan was calm and composed, casually picking up a relatively clean silk scarf and wiping his mouth, not forgetting to greet Wang Moting with a smile.