The young man also hurriedly greeted him, smiled before he spoke, and arched his hand: "The younger brother has seen Brother Hou-"

Hou Fangyu also smiled and arched his hand: "Brother Zifang, be polite." ”

As soon as the young man named Zifang spoke, Hou Fangyu knew the tone of today's feast. It's nothing more than Lala's home, and nothing else.

There are a lot of particulars about the title, such as Yang Sichang's, some people can be called the governor, some people can be called the eldest lord, some people can call them old parents, and they can also be called great-grandfathers - generally speaking, the herdsmen of the Ming Dynasty, taking the county order as an example, there are also those who are called county respects, but the ordinary people are mostly called old parents. The county order is the old parents, and the lord of the mansion is naturally the grandparents, such as the governor of a province, the political envoy and the like, and they are promoted to the great-grandfather. This kind of title is not something that insiders can't hear at all. And those who are involved in officialdom know what is going on as soon as they hear it.

Since Yang Sichang and Hou Fangyu's father are not close friends, they are also friends, and the son of an old friend comes to visit, if he neglects it and sends it back to Jingshi, it will not only cause people to laugh, but also offend a group of people.

This evening, it was a family banquet, and it was held in the flower hall of the back house, and there were not many people. Yang Sichang has three sons, Shansong, Shanzi, and Shansun, all of whom are in other places, and the female dependents can't see guests, so in addition to Yang Sichang and Hou Fangyu, there is only one Yang Sichang's distant nephew to accompany the dinner.

This distant nephew's name is Yang Shanhua, the word Zifang, he has long defected to him, he grew up in his mansion since he was a child, and later he has been working under Yang Sichang, although he is young, that is, he is about the same age as Hou Fangyu, but he is shrewd and capable, and he has never made any mistakes, which is very valued by Yang Sichang.

Being able to let him come to greet Hou Fangyu illustrates the problem.

The two of them made another concession and went in front and back.

The place where the banquet was held was the flower hall in the house, and it was not the first time that Hou Fangyu came, so he was very familiar with the road. That Yang Shanhua Yang Zifang is also a shrewd person, although he is a year younger than Hou Fangyu, and this year is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is sleek and tight, and he is also very good at adjusting the atmosphere. Although Hou Fangyu is very smart, he is a person and his ability to deal with people is much worse than him. Yang Zifang quickly figured out Hou Fangyu's preferences, so the topic of the two quickly shifted to Sister Qinglou. This Yang Zifang is also a romantic character, this Yanghe City, I don't know how many times I have been to the Qinglou in Datong Town, and the two of them discussed the figures and faces of these sisters.

That sister is coquettish, that sister screams loudly in bed, which sister is plump, like a ball of cotton in her arms, which sister is graceful, like a weak willow supporting the wind?

The two well-dressed and handsome sons walked side by side, but they both had obscene smiles on their faces, and they burst out with a knowing laugh from time to time. The family members who followed the Governor's Mansion behind him all looked at Yang Zifang with admiration, and their hearts were still powerful young masters, and they could be called brothers and sisters with anyone.

After a while, I arrived at the flower hall.

There are only a few maids waiting in the flower hall, and with Yang Sichang's identity, he naturally can't wait for a junior here.

The two went in, sat down separately, and after a while, Yang Sichang came in, exchanged a few words, and then opened the table.

In fact, the food at this banquet is really meaningless, but it is just idle nonsense and homely cooking. Everyone is talking nonsense without nutrition, talking about some of the literati's favorite things about the wind and snow, Yang Sichang is also a veteran in the love field, although he is not young, he is unabated, and there are more than ten concubines in the back house, and half of them are accepted after taking office this year. It can be seen that it is full of energy and the 'busyness' of official business.

The dish is also good, it is concocted by the two Yangzhou masters raised in the back house, there is no salty fragrance of the north, but it is full of the deliciousness and tenderness of the south of the Yangtze River and the land of Su and Wu. Among them, there is also a taste of Nanjing roast duck, which is fragrant, crispy and fresh, salty and sweet, and very delicious. Whether it's wine, Yang Sichang is not used to drinking spirits from the north, and he has always drunk Shaoxing wine sent from the south of the Yangtze River, which is not spicy or top, but it has a long taste and a sweet entrance.

He has been an official for decades, and his protégés are all over the world, and many of them are officials in Jiangnan, so what is it to send some wine? It is the best Yangzhou skinny horse, and I don't know how many dozens have been sent over the years.

Qingli woman, plain hand soup. This meal is not food, it is beauty, and what is drunk is not wine, it is jade.

Hou Fangyu didn't drink much, because although the alcohol was definitely not high, she was still a little drunk. At least from his blushing face and misty eyes, it can be seen that he is drunk, not slightly drunk.

Yang Sichang was also happy, and nodded at him with a smile: "Virtuous nephew, you are here with the old man, just like a family, naturally you want to drink as much as you want, even if you are drunk, what will happen?" It's just that if you're outside, remember not to do this, if you walk outside, others will see Ling Zun Hou Shangshu, the good is him, and the bad is him. You have a talent and a name, everyone praises him, you have a name, everyone scolds him. ”

Hou Fangyu stood up, bowed down in a proper manner, and said respectfully: "Thank you Shibo for mentioning it, the little nephew will definitely remember it." ”

Yang Sichang laughed: "The virtuous nephew remembers it, but today, in the old man's place, he doesn't want to get drunk and don't go home." ”

Obviously, Hou Fangyu was more interested in the latter sentence, he grinned, returned to his seat, picked up a cup full of pale yellow, jade-colored wine syrup and said, "Shibo, for your golden and jade good words, the little nephew respects you a cup." ”

Yang Sichang smiled faintly, picked up the bronze wine jar handed down from the Shang Dynasty in front of him, put it to his lips, and took a sip gently.

After drinking this cup, Hou Fangyu was obviously a little more drunk, he laughed, and suddenly pointed to Yang Sichang's bronze wine hammer and said: "People are all Dao Shibo is the most collected in the world, Shang Ding Zhou Zun, and so on. This bronze wine bowl is a priceless treasure! ”

Yang Sichang loves to collect, and he has never been afraid of others, and even, he is very proud of his collection, and he always has to boast about it with his friends.

Hou Fangyu's statement was exactly the itch that sparked him, Yang Sichang laughed, stroked his beard, and looked a little complacent: "This is the wine passed down from the period of King Wuding of Shang, it is said that it was used to worship the gods of heaven and earth on that day, but my generation of scholars, the son is silent and strange, but he doesn't need to care about this." ”

Hou Fangyu quipped: "This thing is said to be priceless, but there is a price in the end, the little nephew took the liberty of asking, I don't know how much Shibo costs?" ”

If someone else asks like this, Yang Sichang will have to snort coldly in his heart: If you talk about money, you are a layman. Then they were beaten out with a big stick. However, Hou Fangyu is naturally different, he glanced at Yang Zifang with a smile, Yang Zifang understood, stretched out five fingers, and said with a smile: "Fifty thousand taels, plus a garden in Suzhou, a mansion with six acres of land." ”

"Hiss¥=......" Hou Fangyu gasped, he really didn't expect it to be so much.

"But ......" Hou Fangyu said with a smile: "There are so many properties in the Shibo family, all of them are innocent, and the money that comes in at a flowing price, this little money is nothing." ”

He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, when the little nephew went back today, he still saw that grain store, what is it called?" Yes, Xie Ji Grain Store, that business is really booming...... The little nephew looked at it, and his eyes were hot. ”

As soon as he said this, the smile on Yang Sichang's face couldn't help but stagnate, but then it returned to normal. Yang Zifang's face also changed, and he glanced at Yang Sichang.

Hou Fangyu didn't realize it, and after saying hehe, he smiled, and then began to drink again, and soon, his head was tilted and he fell asleep.

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The night was hazy, and the Xuanda Governor's Office under the dark night was like a huge monster, with two red lanterns at the door that were full of one person high, flickering with a faint light, just like the monster's two huge eyes.

The side door opened, and two handymen walked out with a person in their arms, followed by Yang Zifang. The person who was being held was Hou Fangyu, his face was red, his eyes were closed, his clothes were a little messy, and he could smell the smell of smoky wine on his body from afar.

In the carriage parked at the door, the shopkeeper Wang was flicking his whip in boredom. Menzi invited him to go to the concierge to take shelter from the fire, and by the way, he could eat some hot water, but he refused. He is now Hou Gongzi's subordinate, he can't do things that his subordinates shouldn't do, and he can't embarrass his master.

When he saw Hou Fangyu being helped out, he quickly jumped out of the car and greeted him.

Yang Zifang smiled bitterly: "I'm really sorry, this drunken energy is a little ......"

Before the words fell, Hou Fangyu suddenly opened his mouth, and with a wow, a large pile of filth poured out of his mouth and sprayed on Yang Zifang's clothes. Yang Zifang was caught off guard, sprayed all over his body, and suddenly felt a sour smell, and drilled straight into his nose, which smelled terrible.

He felt sick, and he had drunk a lot of it tonight, and he vomited it out when he was irritated by the smell. The two of them bent down against the wall and vomited, making the gate of the solemn and quiet Xuanda Governor's Office filthy, filthy, and sour smell permeating everywhere. I couldn't help but complain to Hou Fangyu in my heart, if you can't drink, don't be greedy, don't talk nonsense after drinking, and even make yourself yourself. It's really unlucky, this is the successful 'embroidery lady garment workshop', not to mention the expensive manual fee, it is the fabric of this high-quality Shu brocade, which is also worth 20 taels of silver. I sprayed it today, and I don't know if I can wash off the smell, and this piece of clothing that I like very much will be wasted.

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