Many people said that the Mingjiao was responsible, and many sects wanted to settle accounts with the Mingjiao.
Only Jiang Siming knew the plot. It was entirely a trick of the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, but he would not tell it. The more chaotic the world, the more opportunities he would have to reap benefits.
After half a day, Jiang Siming finally arrived at the gate of Dadu City.
Wanting to see the prosperity of the Yuan Dynasty capital, Jiang Siming chose to enter the city in a low-key manner instead of flying in.
Before Jiang Siming came to Dadu, he changed his outfit again in Fengyuan City.
It was winter in Yitian at this time.
Jiang Siming wore a blue Yunxiang robe with a rhinoceros horn belt around his waist and only a white jade pendant.
He was also wearing a large white coat, and the snow-white fox fur on the hood was mixed with snowflakes and fluttering in the wind.
The luxurious and luxurious clothes are perfectly controlled by Jiang Siming's clothes-hanger figure.
The temples are like a knife cut, and the eyebrows are like ink paintings.
Her black hair was tied casually with a silver ribbon, without a crown or hairpin.
A few strands of hair were blown away by the wind in front of his forehead, intertwined with the silver ribbon and flying, looking quite light.
When such people walk on the streets of most cities, the rate of turning back is almost 300%.
No matter she is a commoner woman, a lady from a wealthy family or even a daughter of an official, their hearts are filled with excitement for this handsome young man who appears out of nowhere.
Jiang Siming found that he had the potential to be a pretty boy in ancient times.
How about sitting with a rich woman in ancient times and coveting her family property? Bah, bah, bah! There is no future! I am definitely not this kind of person!
Along the way, he admired the bustling scene of Dadu. Jiang Siming asked the locals of Dadu and then went to the most famous restaurant in Dadu: Zui Xian Lou.
I heard that this restaurant was the favorite of layman Qinglian, also known as the poet Li Bai.
Li Bai once left countless popular poems in this Zuixian Tower. Even after so many years, many literati and poets still like to come here to recite poems and have fun with each other while drinking.
And the food here is really delicious. Many dignitaries in Kyoto love to eat here.
It's just that when Jiang Siming passed by, he faced the same dilemma as Song Qingshu, there was no seat...
But is it difficult to defeat Mr. Jiang?
Jiang Siming also deliberately walked up to an elegant scholar's table, patted his table and said, "I want your seat. Please give me a price."
"Vulgar! Vulgar! Vulgarity is unbearable! I am a scholar, and I know well that money is like dung!" This elegant scholar raised his head in disdain.
When Jiang Siming took out an ingot of gold, Mr. Yashi's Adam's apple slid obviously, and the sound of swallowing was too obvious.
"Do you still think it is dung?" Jiang Siming asked.
Yashi coughed dryly, put the gold in his arms, and said with a smile: "No, no, I am willing to give up my position to you. You can use it at your leisure."
After Yashi finished speaking, he was afraid that Jiang Siming would regret it, so he greased his feet and ran away quickly.
After the man left, Jiang Siming had another ingot of gold in his hand. It was exactly the ingot of gold that Yashi had in his arms.
If he wants to take a seat and get a piece of gold, he is thinking shit!
It’s so hard for me to make money, how can I give it to a man? Just give it to a woman.
The waiter saw that Jiang Siming's actions were gold, so he immediately cleared the table for Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming put the gold on the table and said: "Bring over all the most famous drinks and dishes of your Zuixianlou, and prepare a pot of the best wine. You can keep the rest for yourself."
"Okay, okay, I'll do it now! Uncle Bao is satisfied!" The waiter almost went crazy with joy.
His monthly salary is only a few dollars, equivalent to RMB 1,500. One ingot of gold is equivalent to his income for more than ten years. Of course, even the remaining amount is enough for him to work for ten years.
It's really a great opportunity to meet a noble person when you go out. With this kind of money, the waiter wants to go home and retire.
Zuixianlou was very fast and gave Jiang Siming a table full of dishes and a large jar of good wine. The waiter also bought Jiang Siming a new gourd with a jug of good wine in it.
This waiter is very honest and does not cut corners. Jiang Siming is willing to let such a person earn more.
In this way, Jiang Siming was eating delicious food and drinking fine wine in Zuixian Tower. Moreover, he had a window seat and could see the snowy scenery of Dadu. How happy!
Soon, after having had enough wine and food, Jiang Siming was about to leave.
But they found two more figures walking into Zuixian Tower, two men, and a group of guards behind them.
Wait, not two men, but a man and a woman.
The woman was disguised as a man, and Jiang Siming almost misjudged her.
As soon as the two of them entered Zuixian Tower, the noise in the restaurant was inevitably lowered by several decibels.
"Minmin, you really have to go do something for your father. When will you go back to Dadu? Why don't you let others go? It's not safe now."
The man followed the woman with an attentive look on his face and kept persuading her.
The woman said impatiently: "Zha Yadu, are you annoyed or not? I already told you, don't follow me. Why should I go and do it have anything to do with you?"
"Minmin, how can you say that? We are childhood sweethearts who grew up together. I care about you."
"I said, little prince, are you mistaken? I grew up in Mongolia, and you grew up in Dadu. How did you become your childhood sweetheart?"
"I..."
"Don't disturb me, I want to eat. Waiter, Jin Yujian didn't feed anyone else, right?"
The waiter who served Jiang Siming before nodded and bowed before taking a piece of gold from Jiang Siming and said politely: "The Golden Room is reserved exclusively for adults, how dare you let outsiders eat in the store."
"That's good. It's the same as before. Serve the dishes quickly and prepare a pot of the best daughter's red wine." The woman ordered.
But the waiter showed a troubled look and said: "Master Qi, there is no more top-quality daughter's red, only daughter's red."
"What, why is there no wine?" The woman was confused.
"It's like this. A customer asked for a whole jar of top-notch red wine, so... the store is out of stock."
"who is it?"
"It's over there, sitting by the window." The waiter didn't dare to offend the woman, so he could only explain honestly.
The woman looked over, her eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Siming, and she walked boldly towards the window.
The young prince next to him was jealous after seeing Jiang Siming. He immediately walked over and shouted to Jiang Siming:
"You order so much wine by yourself, why don't you drink yourself to death? Someone, drag him out and beat him twenty times."
Without Jiang Siming taking action, the woman had already stopped the guard behind her: "Wait a minute! You, my young prince, are too lenient on the freedom of people who drink."
After saying that, the woman turned her head and stared at Jiang Siming for a long time before saying: "I'm Zhao Ming, may I ask my brother's name?"
Zhao Ming? Haha, you still have to pretend to be a man.
Jiang Siming looked at her jade-like face, moved his eyes to her chest, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are really broad-minded and have a lot of things inside. I admire you."
It was impossible for the woman not to understand what Jiang Siming meant, and her peach-like face immediately turned pink, as if she felt like she was being looked at all over by Jiang Siming. (To be continued)