blue shirt oath

Chapter 192

Zhuge Noodle House is especially lively today.

Because Jiedu Envoy Kou came again, and he brought a group of vicious guards with him.

Although Mr. Kou likes to eat the Zongzi noodles from Zhuge Noodle House, it is already known to all the women and children in Nanyang, but today's noodle-eating battle has never been seen before.

Mr. Kou is an official and close to the people, and when he comes to eat noodles on weekdays, he is always in casual clothes. If you don't look closely, others will not be able to tell that he is the master of the Jiedu Mansion.

However, today he is wearing an official uniform, with a three-beam Jinxian crown on his head, red clothes and red clothes, a white Luo Zhongdan inside, a large Luo material belt tied on the outside, brocade ribbons, jade pendants on his body, and white silk on his feet. Blackened leather shoes.

There are guards on the left and right, and a group of people occupy most of the Zhuge noodle restaurant majestically.

Xiao Er had never seen such a battle before, and his calf became weak in fright. Fortunately, Mr. Kou had a kind face, which was different from the fierce guards behind him, so Xiao Er was not so timid.

In addition, Mr. Kou often comes to their noodle restaurant, and Xiao Er has formed an indissoluble bond with Mr. Kou. After a brief shivering, Xiao Er came forward with a smile.

"My lord, are you still making noodles today?"

"That's right, quickly serve me a bowl of noodles."

Master Kou had spoken, Xiao Er dared not delay, hurried into the back kitchen and told the chef to cook the noodles quickly, and served a bowl of noodles as quickly as possible.

Kou Xiang stared at the bowl of noodles for a long time.

When Xiao Er thought he wouldn't eat it, Kou Xiang said with a smile: "I have been eating noodles in this small shop of yours. Counting the time, it has been nearly three years."

"Yes, my lord, isn't it almost three years?"

"It's a pity that I have never seen the person who cooks the noodles. Can I invite him out today so that I can see him?"

Kou Xiang usually speaks, claiming to be an old man, but today he calls himself an official. This is not an inquiry, but an order.

Xiao Er didn't dare to neglect, and called out the chef from the shop.

The visitor was in his early forties, with a slightly fat body and a hulking waist. He walked in front of Kou Xiang in two steps, bent down and knelt down, and met the big gift.

Kou Xiang said: "This side, you made it?"

"Back to the adults, it was the villains who did it."

"Didn't handle anyone else?"

"No one else."

Kou Xiang nodded, took a sip of the soup, and praised: "It's delicious."

"Thank you for your praise."

"By the way, are you the only ones in this noodle restaurant?"

Kou looked at Xiao Er, and there were three people standing behind him.

Xiao Er hurriedly said: "My lord, the small shop is just a small noodle shop, there are only six people in total, and the small one is the waiter. This is Mr. Lu, the accountant, and these two are the odd jobs in the back kitchen. Our shopkeeper... Hey, the shopkeeper's Woolen cloth?"

"Here it is!" Just as the little second finished speaking, Du Qingshan came out of nowhere, clutching the back of a man with a mustache, "My lord, this guy wants to escape."

"Haha, this is great."

Kou Xiang took out a bottle of colorless and odorless stuff, and in front of the man with the mustache, poured it into the noodles in front of him, stirred it evenly, and pushed the noodles in front of the man with the mustache.

"Shopkeeper Zhuge, I have eaten noodles in your shop for so many years, and I invite you to try them today."

The shopkeeper was motionless.

Kou Xiang straightened up and raised his voice: "Master Zhuge?"

"My lord, spare my life!" The shopkeeper immediately knelt down in front of Mr. Kou, with snot running down his nose, "My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life."

The crowd of onlookers didn't know why, and let out a burst of sighs.

Kou Xiang looked at the people under his feet coldly, and waved behind him.

The guards who were waiting in full force arrested the shopkeeper quickly and escorted him away.

Master Kou's face softened, he waved the crowd to leave, sat down again, picked up his chopsticks, and continued to eat the bowl of Xaozi noodles.

Shaking his head, he said: "The old man just invited him to eat a bowl of noodles, why be afraid of this, hey."

It turned out that what he poured into the noodles was not some lotus clothes, but just boiled water.

But this bowl of noodles is miraculous, it is the original taste, Mr. Kou tasted it from the very beginning, and did not add lotus.

It seems that seeing them come here with such a big fanfare, you feel guilty?

Accompanied by Du Qingshan, Mr. Kou finished his noodles and returned to Jiedu Mansion. Wen Jiu and Leng Qi were already waiting.

"My lord, Zhuge Dan has recruited, and he indeed added the lotus belt clothes. I just saw the officers and soldiers of the Jiedu Mansion and tried to escape through the back door to report."

"Report? Who is his master?"

"Wang Qinruo."

"It really is this old thief!"

Mr. Kou was not surprised at all. A few months ago, the government ordered Wang Qinruo to be transferred back to the capital. With his character, he would not die, and his position as prime minister would not be stable, so he was so eager to do something to him.

"Unexpectedly, he really guards against the old man like he guards against thieves. Before he took office, his subordinates came to take the old man's life first."

"Wang Qinruo is jealous of the virtuous and capable, treacherous villain!" Song Guichen couldn't help cursing fiercely, "Could it be that the officials have been deceived by lard... um." As soon as the words came out, he suddenly realized something and hurriedly fell silent.

Kou Xiang glanced at Song Guichen meaningfully, and said with a smile, "Miss Xiaochen deserves to be Lin Junfu's apprentice, and this temperament also followed your master's."

He sighed slightly, "It's a pity that there are not many people like Lin Junfu who don't care about fame and wealth, but only care about mountains and rivers."

"My lord forgives you for being open-minded."

"What's the crime? What you said is just the truth."

Kou Xiang suddenly sighed, and Fangzheng's face showed a bit of vicissitudes.

"I became an official at the age of 19 as a Jinshi. I have been an official for decades. I think I am upright and upright. However, when I was old, I was framed by a traitor and stayed away from the center. I wanted to spend the rest of my life on this. However, the treacherous people do not give an inch and force each other hard."

He slapped the table hard, his anger was beyond words.

Everyone felt sad when they heard it, and there was silence in the room for a while.

Du Qingshan said: "Teacher, if Wang Qin tried to kill his teacher with poison, can't we sue him in front of the officials if there are witnesses and evidence?"

Kou Xiang smiled slowly: "Xiao Yan, you think things too simply. Since Wang Qinruo dared to poison the old man so openly, he is not afraid that we will find out that he did it."

"Well, can't it be possible to just swallow this useless anger?" Leng Qi was also indignant.

Wang Qinruo really did it, in order to poison the adults, he did not hesitate to put a lotus belt in front of everyone, poisoning everyone.

In this way, the taste of noodles is different, and everyone is different.

It's not just the adult's bowl of noodles that is wrong.

If it wasn't for Miss Xiaochen's keen sense of taste and the ability to cook a dish with just one bite, they would still think that the adult is just suffering from ordinary heart palpitations.

After all, who would have imagined that Zhuge Noodle House would actually poison the noodles of all the customers who came to eat noodles in such a frenzied way?
Just thinking about it, Leng Qi felt cold from head to toe.

Encountering such a frenzied opponent is really hard to guard against.

"My lord, I'll take Zhuge's noodle shop and see how they continue to poison people."

"Don't worry, this matter should be discussed in the long run, let the old man think carefully."

(End of this chapter)