Fanlou was the largest restaurant in Bianliang, Tokyo during the Song Dynasty, and was also called the best restaurant in the world.
Fan Lou's food delivery team was very efficient. There were very few servants in Yang Lin's courtyard, so he simply went off to receive the banquet with Yang San and others.
Yang Jian looked at him with a smile, as if he was visiting a relative's house. There was no trace of ferocity on this man's face. But Yang Lin did not dare to underestimate him. A person who can leave a bad name in history books,
Which one is the easy one?
After the banquet was laid and Yang Jian sat down, he said, "I heard that Dalang is familiar with the people from the Imperial City Division. Why don't we invite a few people to accompany us for the banquet, otherwise the two of us will always look a little lonely while drinking."
"What my father-in-law said makes sense. Yang San, go to the Imperial City Department and ask my brother Liu Qingshui to come over. Just tell him that there are distinguished guests here and ask him to come and join in the fun."
Yang Lin secretly tried to figure out what he meant, why he wanted people from the Imperial City Department to come, and why Yang Jian had lowered his identity and came to visit in person. He didn't know what it was about.
This damn eunuch sat here and started eating and drinking, gossiping about his family and his family without saying anything useful. Yang Lin was even more worried.
Finally, after a while, Liu Qingshui came to the banquet alone, threw away the waist knife in his hand, pinched his wrist guard, and said: "Who did I know? It turned out to be Eunuch Yang who came to my brother's house.
It looks like I must eat this wine."
Yang Jian stood up with a smile to greet him: "Uncle Xiao Guo, aren't you on duty today?"
"Why shouldn't you? Tell my sister sooner or later to change the place. The Imperial City Secretary has no free time every day. If you want to come to have a drink, you have to order a meal. It's not very refreshing."
Yang Jian was on duty in the palace and had a good relationship with Concubine Liu. By the way, he was also familiar with Liu Qingshui.
"Imperial City Secretary, you don't think you have much time to spare, so you really have nowhere to go."
The wine is intoxicating and the cups and plates are in a mess.
Only then did Yang Jian reveal his true feelings, pinching his throat and saying: "The officials were very interested in the Cuju League that Brother Yang came up with, and they urged us people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to start it several times. But this thing has never been done before, so we were a little unable to start at the moment.
, since it was Dalang who came up with the idea, he must have had a detailed plan already. If Dalang doesn’t mind, he would like to teach us a thing or two so that the officials can be satisfied.”
It turned out that it was for this reason. It seemed that Zhao Ji really liked this idea, and Yang Lin couldn't help but feel proud of himself.
"We select a team of Cuju masters from all over the Song Dynasty and gather in Bianliang, Tokyo. They take turns playing games in their free time. We can sell tickets to earn money to maintain the operation of the Cuju League. The court does not need to invest money, and it can even make a profit.
Secondly, this will help enrich the lives of the people in Bianliang, allowing ordinary people to have the opportunity to have fun and have fun with the emperor. Thirdly, this will promote Cuju, let the people strengthen their bodies, and avoid the birth of weak people."
Yang Jian was very excited when he heard this. He clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful! Brother Yang has such a big brain. He deserves to be Jie Yuanlang. Let's make it clear to the palace and the official family. I think this matter can be done in a short time."
Here you go."
Liu Qingshui smiled and said: "This is a good idea. Our Imperial City Department has also come up with a team. The Imperial City Envoys have dragons and crouching tigers inside. Others may not work. Everyone is an expert in Cuju. Why don't you discuss it with His Majesty and come up with one?
We can also win in the Guanpu League."
Guanpu is all about gambling, and these imperial city emissaries are really not inferior to others in their ability to eat, drink, whore, gamble and have fun.
Yang Jian did what he said, and got up and left without even eating, for fear of being overtaken by others. This was originally the credit of Tong Guan, and he was temporarily involved, so he had to hurry up. It was also Tong Guan who was not here and was thinking about the expedition.
Gave Yang Jian this opportunity.
After sending Yang Jian away, Yang Lin and Liu Qingshui sat and talked.
"Dalang, you still know Yang Jian." Liu Qingshui was already familiar with this. There are no ghosts, ghosts, or snakes in Bianliang City that Yang Dalang didn't recognize.
Yang Lin rolled his eyelids and said with a smile: "The original imperial edict to mobilize Cai Jing was for him to go to Yangzhou to announce the decree, and I happened to be a guest in Cai Mansion."
"Eunuch Yang is a popular person among the officials. He is the best at figuring out the officials' intentions. Even my sister respects him."
Liu Qingshui talked eloquently, and it was obvious that this young uncle was very close to his imperial concubine sister, and his face was filled with happiness whenever he talked about his sister.
This Liu Qingshui is so handsome and a man. I really don’t know what kind of beauty his sister is.
Yang Lin was lost in thought. Liu Qingshui next to him shook his finger and waved it in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking about?"
"Woman" Yang Lin answered truthfully.
As soon as this topic was brought up, Liu Qingshui perked up, slapped the table and shouted: "Look at your potential, just go for it when you find what you want. Women are not for thinking, they should be stabbed with sticks and whipped."
Go ahead, tame them so they can follow you wholeheartedly."
If he had known that Yang Lin was thinking of his sister, he probably wouldn't have introduced his love experience so openly at this moment. But Yang Lin smiled happily, nodded his head and said, "Brother Liu taught me a lesson.
It’s in my heart.”
"That's right. If you have nothing to do, please ask me for advice." Liu Qingshui patted his chest and said, "I am an expert in this field."
The two of them chatted. Yang Lin didn't have many friends to begin with, and Liu Qingshui rarely had anyone to talk to. He was the son of a bartender. Although he is now the uncle of the country, he has been passed down from generation to generation in the Imperial City.
The dandies still despise him.
It happened that when we met that day, it was Yang Lin who was bullied because of his identity as the son of a businessman, which made him feel a little closer to him.
The two of them were chatting, when a young man in green clothes ran outside and shouted: "Master, Master, why are you still drinking here?"
Liu Qingshui turned around and said dissatisfiedly: "I have to get your permission before I can drink. Go away."
"Master! Have you forgotten? Today is the day when the imperial concubine returns home. I can't find you anywhere and I'm going crazy with anger."
Liu Qingshui slapped his forehead and shouted: "Oh! You were so crazy last night that you forgot about this. Come on, let's go back home."
Yang Lin's heart moved when he heard this. He suppressed the urge to catch a glimpse of her beauty and ordered Yang San: "Bring my horse to Brother Liu. This is a good horse from Dawan. It should run faster."
Liu Qingshui didn't refuse, and hurriedly got up and left. It could be seen that he was still a little scared. He probably didn't do his job properly outside. He came home drunk on the days when he was on duty, and the imperial concubine sister wouldn't give him a good look.
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Seeing the master and servant leaving in a hurry, Yang Lin sighed.
"Dalang, why are you sighing?" Yang San asked yawningly.
"Looking at their siblings, I feel a little envious. I really want my father to give me a younger brother or younger sister."