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- The matter is now at this point. Compared with tracing the cause of the leak, it is obvious that preventing the situation from deteriorating further is the top priority at the moment.
"You know you're afraid now?" Xu Pengju glanced at his useless little son.
"I know" Xu Bangning was dejected, no longer showing the arrogance he had just now.
He and his mother are a grasshopper on the same rope. If Mrs. Zheng is killed, he will stop dreaming of becoming a prince.
Xu Pengju said angrily: "If you know you're scared, just go and apologize!"
"Huh?" Xu Bangning pointed at his nose and said in disbelief: "Me? The son of the majestic Queen of Zhongshan and the Duke of the country, going to apologize to a commoner? Don't even think about it!"
"Even if I can't be the Duke of the country and let my eldest brother torture me to death and starve to death, I still won't apologize like this!"
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Caijiaxiang is very delicious.
Although Zhao Hao tried his best to calm it down yesterday, the atmosphere of anxiety still shrouded inside and outside the restaurant.
From shopkeeper Fang to the clerk, everyone was forced to smile and absent-minded today. They all trembled in fear when there was any disturbance outside the door. He was afraid that someone from the Duke of Wei would come to take revenge.
Even wealthy diners have been affected. It has been nearly three months since Weijixian opened. After yesterday, empty tables appeared again In fact, the customers had paid three days ago, but for fear of being ruined, they would rather waste five taels of silver than come to eat. .
Of course, there are only a few who dare not come. Most of the guests still come early to taste the delicious food and can¡¯t wait to urge the shopkeeper Fang to serve the dishes quickly. They were not trying to support the store, but they were worried that if the Duke of Wei's palace caused trouble, they might not be able to eat the most delicious delicacies in the world for a long time.
The guests enjoyed the delicious dishes with the mentality of having their last meal. But the more they enjoyed eating, the more regretful they felt.
"It's so delicious and delicious, and that's the end of it. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat such delicious food in the future. How can I live"
"If it doesn't work out, let's see who can talk to the Duke and help persuade him."
"Originally, I could talk nicely and be able to persuade him, but yesterday Mr. Zhao beat a servant of the Xu family. How can the Xu family give up and give up if they don't regain their face?"
"Alas, Mr. Zhao is very talented. He is inevitably young and energetic. I don't know that some people cannot afford to offend him. Even when his grandfather Zhao Shilang was in power, he could not let the Xu family lose face like this."
"Hey, I think this time, things are going to be much worse"
Nine out of ten diners have already mentally sentenced themselves to the death penalty of extremely delicious food.
One of the sympathetic diners whispered to Ma Xianglan, who was still playing the piano: "Miss Ma, stop playing. This place is already a place of right and wrong, so pack up and leave."
Ma Xianglan nodded and smiled to express her gratitude, but she was not moved at all. She calmly touched the strings and played the song "Ding Feng Bo".
After the prelude, I listened to her gently opening her red lips and singing a heavenly voice:
"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? A raincoat and misty rain will last your whole life."
This is the first time she has shown off her singing voice during her three-month stay at Weijixian.
The guests couldn¡¯t help but be fascinated as they listened, and there was no more noise in the lobby.
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On the second floor, in the elegant room called "Spring".
Master and disciple Zhao Hao, Wu Kangyuan and Monk Xuelang also stopped talking and listened to Ma Xianglan's soothing singing.
"The cool spring breeze blows me away from my drunkenness, and it's slightly cold, but I welcome the slanting light from the mountain top. Looking back to the bleak place where I came from, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine"
"Miss Ma is making it clear that she wants to advance and retreat with the young master."
After a long time, Wu Kangyuan sighed leisurely and said: "I often envy the jade man in the world, and the heavenly religion pays for the sweet lady. It is really enviable for Mr. Zhao to have such a confidante"
"Pfft" Zhao Hao almost sprayed him in the face with a mouthful of water, and quickly turned away and coughed again and again.
Wang Wuyang hurriedly slapped his master on the back, glanced at Wu Kangyuan displeasedly and said, "My master is still young, and senior Wu has spoken out loud."
"Both friends, men and women, and age have nothing to do with each other." Xuelang has the sensitivity of a poet, and naturally feels it more deeply than Wu Kangyuan. He sighed softly: "The name of Miss Ma has almost been forgotten by the Qinhuai River."
Zhao Hao couldn't help but nodded slightly. He admitted that he had indeed gotten away with Ma Xianglan's matter, and it was now very difficult.
"Xuelang, are you here to help, or are you here to cause trouble?" Young Master Hua Shuyanggui has a very bad temper, and his words are naturally even more rude.
"Okay, don't tell me, don't tell me." Xuelang knew that he was in the wrong and quickly changed his words: "Back to business, the poor monk suggested to report to the official immediately and request Ying Tianfu to protect Wei Ji Xian. "
"Yingtian Mansion is owned by your family?" Hua Shuyang rolled his eyes at him.
"Although it was not opened by the poor monk, Yingtian Mansion owes our Dabaoen Temple 10,000 taels of silver for the temple construction," Xue Lang said with a smile: "If the poor monk agrees to waive these 10,000 taels, I believe Lord Fu Yin will be willing to do so." Can you help me?"
Wu Kangyuan's eyes lit up, and he asked uncertainly: "You are not the abbot, can you just say it?"
"I'm sorry, but the poor monk raised fifty thousand taels, and now I am in charge of repaying the favor." Xue Lang raised his head slightly with a hint of satisfaction.
"The relationship is good, as long as Ying Tianfu can help drag it out for a few months, there will be a response from the capital!" Wu Kangyuan happily clasped his hands towards Xuelang.
¡°It¡¯s true that a single thread cannot make a thread, and a lonely tree cannot make a forest.¡± Zhao Hao raised his glass of water in emotion and thanked the two of them: ¡°No matter what the outcome is, I, Zhao Hao, will remember the two of you¡¯s kindness in helping each other in times of need.¡±
"I don't want your box either, just give me a poem" Xue Lang took advantage of every opportunity and took advantage of it.
While he was talking, the box door was suddenly pushed open, and a waiter ran in with a bloodless face.
"Dong, my boss, the young master is here."
In Beijing, when you talk about the young master, you don¡¯t necessarily mean who he is. But in this city of Nanjing, there is only one young prince, and that is Xu Bangning, the youngest son of Wei Guogong.
"Coming so soon?" Wu Kangyuan was surprised. He thought that no matter how anxious the Xu family was, it would take two days to get revenge. Unexpectedly, Xu Bangning himself came to the door just as he turned around. "It seems that this time the young master's evil scale has been exposed. Mr. Zhao, please leave through the back door."
Wu Kangyuan relied on his status and was never afraid of trouble, but he still wanted to persuade Zhao Hao to avoid the spotlight for the time being.
Xu Pengju served as the garrison of Nanjing for fifty years. The Xu family's property spread all over Jinling, and they had more than tens of thousands of slaves?
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"That's right, a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences." Xue Lang said with deep understanding: "The poor monk will take you to the Dabaoen Temple to hide. No matter how arrogant the Xu family is, they will not dare to run wild there."
"Master, please stay upstairs. The two of us will go downstairs to stop him. Regardless of whether he is a young master or a young prince, we cannot even lay a finger on Master!" Wang Wuyang and Hua Shuyang rolled up their sleeves, revealing their slender arms.
"Let's take a look first and then talk." Zhao Hao got rid of the first two people, grabbed the last two people, and walked downstairs calmly.
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In the lobby, the diners stopped eating and looked at the young man who walked into the store with a gloomy face.
Although they didn¡¯t take the second generation ancestor seriously behind their backs, in front of Xu Bangning, they didn¡¯t even dare to breathe.
Ma Xianglan also stopped playing the piano, stood up and looked at the stairs nervously.
When Zhao Hao came downstairs, he saw her anxiously waving her hands towards him secretly, obviously wanting him to avoid the edge temporarily.
He stopped in the middle of the stairs, held onto the railing and gave Ma Xianglan a reassuring smile, then looked down at Xu Bangning in the hall.
Xu Bangning also looked at him expressionlessly.
The extremely fresh air was stagnant, and everyone¡¯s hearts were in their throats.
Then, they saw Xu Bangning suddenly bent down and bowed deeply to Zhao Hao, raised his fists with both hands above his head and said:
"Mr. Zhao, I was wrong"
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