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Chapter 158 Tell them all to go!
This young man was dressed in a white shirt and held a folding fan in his hand. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old. His face was as white as jade, his baby face was so tender that water could be squeezed out, his eyebrows were as thin as wipes, and his eyes were as bright as a knife. Two Wang Qingquan, the combination of facial features can only be described as "symbols". Zhu Yousong has never seen such a handsome young man. The man looks like a woman. If he wants to disguise himself as a man, he will definitely be a great beauty.

What surprised Zhu Yousong the most was that although this young man had a handsome face that everyone loved, Zhu Yousong felt that there was a murderous look between his brows, which ordinary people might not be able to see, but Zhu Yousong As a martial artist, Song You could tell at a glance, and concluded that this young master must have some martial arts.

Looking at his servant in the small hat and green shirt, he is also different from ordinary people. Although he is dressed as a servant, he is also pretty, with delicate skin and tender flesh, and has a good temperament. Song glanced at himself, and the servant looked away unnaturally.

At this moment, there was a commotion downstairs, and then the ladder sounded, and a group of people came up from the downstairs, and the leader was also a young man, wearing a red brocade shirt and holding a fan in his hand. Looking at this face, I am somewhat sorry for the audience, and the facial features can be seen, but the face is full of pockmarks, and there is a lustful look in the two eyes.

Surrounded by a large group of 120 or [-] people, all of them raised their eyebrows, seven were dissatisfied, eight were not angry, and [-] were unambiguous. It looked like the children of nobles.

"Master, I'm not mistaken, this place is already full of guests, you can either move to the third floor, or you can force yourself to be on the first floor." The shop waiter explained in a nonchalant manner.

The young man in red looked at the place with his mouth curled up and said nothing. A bow-legged person next to him came over, grabbed the waiter by the collar of his clothes, and shouted like a eunuch: "You are fucking blind, how dare you talk to us like this?" The young master is talking, do you know who our young master is? Xiao Borui, the chief minister of Jiangsu Province, the prime minister of water transport affairs, is our master. If you come to your place for a meal, your ancestral graves will be full of smoke. How dare you say that there is no place for you? All these people go away, do you hear me?"

The chief executive of the Ming Dynasty was the highest local chief executive. He was collectively called the "Three Divisions" together with the Commander Division of the Capital and the Division of the Procuratorate. He was also in charge of water transportation affairs.

"Oh, yes, yes, my little one is blind, please wait a moment..." The waiter in the shop immediately shortened by half again, and yelled one after another, seeing the full number of customers grinning. These people are all eating, eating in the middle Halfway through, they went out and couldn't open their mouths. Just now they enthusiastically let him come up, and now they go out again, which is definitely not the way a business treats guests, but they can't afford to offend the young master in front of them. Which table to start with?

Xiao Er got so troubled, his bow-legged impatient, and screamed, "What the hell are you dawdling in? Tell your shopkeeper to come over and serve you!"

Xiaoer felt that this matter really must be called the shopkeeper, and bowed and bowed like this bow-legged one, and then called the shopkeeper. Wearing a handcuffed windbreaker and flashing triangular eyes, he trotted all the way over and bowed to the young master in red, "The little old man has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and he didn't know the young master was coming, so he made the young master wait for a long time, and the little old man is accompaniment. "

The young master didn't say a word, but just pinched him with his eyelids, and his bowed legs shouted again: "Damn, our young master's legs are sore from standing up, and we don't even have a seat until now, let alone Suzhou, even Huai'an mansion, we're just saying the same thing, messing with it." Our young master is angry, believe it or not, we demolished your bastard nest!"

"Yes yes yes, Master Ke said, the little old man should be damned..." The shopkeeper turned his head and gave Xiao Er a hard look, which was also for the young master and his group to see, "How do you treat the young master so slowly? , I'll deal with you later!"

After scolding Xiao Er, the shopkeeper looked at the crowd of guests and felt embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do about it. At this time, some guests at the table were stunned when they heard their conversation, and started whispering.

"Brother Wang, this is Xiao Renfeng, the son of Master Xiao, the chief envoy."

"It can't be wrong. Everyone has declared their family name. It is said that Mr. Xiao is not old. He has already married the eighth wife. I heard that he will marry the ninth wife."

"It's true that like a father like a son, Mr. Xiao is romantic by nature. He is only in his 20s and has already married four. He is pretty, but it would be unlucky to meet him."

"Shh, keep your voice down..."

At this time, the shopkeeper made a circle around him, apologizing: "Masters, I am the shopkeeper here, because there are valuable customers coming to the small shop, I have reserved this place. I am really sorry everyone, I didn't eat. Okay, please move upstairs or downstairs to continue eating, please give way if you have eaten well, today's meal is considered a treat for the old man, you don't have to pay the bill, please forgive me if I am not good enough."

It is the first time for both the shopkeeper and the guests to drive guests outside.But what the shopkeeper said, there are really a few tables for face, probably because they have eaten enough, or they dare not stay here longer, these guests bowed and left, and some even bowed their hands to the shopkeeper and went downstairs.

Then one after another, ten to ten, ten to a hundred, everyone knew the reputation of Mr. Xiao, and the guests put down their wine glasses one after another.

The only exceptions were the two tables. One was Zhu Yousong's table near the window, and the other was the handsome young man diagonally opposite Zhu Yousong. Of course Zhu Yousong would not ignore them. Li Quan wanted to make a move. Zhu Yousong stopped him with his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He looked at the young master, who continued to talk, laugh, eat and drink with his servants as if no one was there.

The shopkeeper came over and bowed, "My lords, I'm really sorry, because the small shop has some distinguished guests, I temporarily reserved this place, please take care of me, please move to the third or first floor, and I will help you again." Set a table."

The young man raised his eyebrows, and the servant got angry first, and slammed his chopsticks, "Shopkeeper, you are too snobbish, why, is there still a first come, first served?"

"Please forgive me, this young master Xiao can't be offended, he is the son of the Chief Minister Xiao, please bear with me, please bear with me..." The shopkeeper has now become a grandson, whispering , bowed his waist and continued to bow to the salute.

"Whoever he is, we're not going anywhere!" The young man moved his lips slightly, squeezed out a few words, opened the folding fan with a bang, and fanned it.

The shopkeeper knew that he had encountered a problem, and he had a bitter look on his face. Judging from this, this young man has a lot of background, so what should he do?
At this moment, four thugs led by bow legs came over, while pulling the shopkeeper's grill aside, due to too much force, the shopkeeper almost fell, and the surviving Xiaoer helped him up.

Of course, the bow-legged man didn't care about this, and pointed at the young man's nose and shouted: "You're fucking blind and deaf, and we, Young Master Xiao, are here. Hurry up and get out of here, or I'll break your dog legs!"

"Xiaofu, why did I hear a dog barking?" The young man pretended to be his servant and said this without even looking at this arrogant bow-legged man.

The bowed legs exploded in anger, "Fucking boy, come on, beat me, beat me to death!" The four thugs were like wolves and tigers, rolling their arms and sleeves towards the young servant.

(End of this chapter)