The word arrogance is never a good word, but when it comes from Zhu Zan's mouth, it seems to be a very honorable thing.

The young man sitting next to him also slapped the table.

"That's right, we are still sitting in the seats," he said.

When they were talking, the people on the second floor had already left the room. I don’t know what they said. Not only were they not angry, but they nodded and bowed to the three people like the store clerk.

"He seems to be a big shot." A young man said with raised eyebrows.

"There is such a big shot in the capital and we don't recognize him?" Zhang Baotang also said.

Sifeng watched a few shop assistants walking downstairs and simply raised her hand.

"Come on," he shouted.

The shop assistants naturally recognized these people and did not dare to rush forward.

"Fourth Master, what are your orders?" he asked with a smile.

"Who is that kid?" Sifeng asked, pointing to the second floor.

The shop assistant looked a little complicated.

"Yes, yes..." He hesitated and seemed afraid to say.

Zhang Baotang raised his foot and gave it to him.

"If you have something to say, drop it quickly," he cursed.

He couldn't afford to offend these people, so the shop assistant covered his butt with a grimace.

"It's Jiang Peng, the gatekeeper of the West City Gate." he said.

As soon as this statement came out, the young people at the table burst into laughter.

"Porter?"

"I'll go."

"When did this capital become like this?"

Everyone was laughing and making noise, and the shop clerk looked embarrassed and a little uneasy when he was laughed at.

"Who does this kid rely on?" Zhu Zan, who had been silent for the whole time, asked.

The store clerk looked even weirder and hesitated again.

"Don't you dare say?" Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows, "It seems you are acquaintances with us?"

The young people present were startled, and the store clerk's expression also changed slightly.

It turns out that the store clerk was hesitating, not so much because he was afraid of the other party, but because he didn't want them to know who the other party was.

Why are the store clerks afraid? It must be because they are afraid that they will conflict if they find out.

The young people suddenly became even more annoyed when they figured it out.

"Say it the hell." Sifeng even slapped the table.

"It's Mr. Lu Qianhu." The shop clerk had no choice but to tell the truth.

The young people immediately raised their eyebrows.

"So it's him," they said.

"That's not right. Mr. Lu Qianhu's eyes are as high as the sky. How can a small doorman rely on him?" Sifeng said.

"Fourth Master, you don't know." The store clerk lowered his voice, "Of course he can't rely on Mr. Lu, but he is lucky."

He said and winked.

"He bought a new concubine and Master Lu took a fancy to her."

Sifeng was drinking wine when he heard the words and spat on the ground.

"That's so fucking disgusting, are you kidding me?" he said.

The other young people also looked surprised.

"It's absolutely true. Lu Qianhu passed through the city gate that day and fell in love with the concubine who came to deliver food to the doorman. The doorman sent her there that night," the shop assistant said, although he was very scared, but

This kind of thing is really what people like to talk about.

The young people looked at each other.

"Like wives?" Sifeng said.

"That's not necessarily true. Wasn't there a tea girl before?" Another young man said.

Sifeng clicked his tongue twice.

"How arrogant and extravagant." He sighed, "I didn't expect that a child like Lu Qianhu, who came from a poor background, would become as corrupt as the rest of us."

Is this a compliment or a scold? The store clerk was stunned when he heard this.

"This is not okay." Zhu Zan stood up and said sadly, "How could such a good boy, a person working for His Majesty, be implicated by the people below?"

clean?

Who is innocent?

The store clerk was even more confused when he heard this, but when he saw several other young people standing up, rolling up their sleeves and clenching their fists, he knew what they were going to do.

I knew that if Prince Cheng Guo and Lu Qianhu met, there would definitely be trouble.

Anyway, I can't afford to offend either of you two, so the shop assistant shrank his head and ran away.

Soon there was a noise in the restaurant, and then many people ran out of the restaurant.

"There's a fight!"

People on the street suddenly rushed over. Before they could get in to take a closer look, they saw three people being thrown out of the restaurant. All their clothes were stripped off, except for a pair of shorts.

The people watching suddenly burst into laughter.

"Isn't this a Jiang official?"

Someone else recognized him and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the man who was supposed to protect himself quickly covered his face with his hands and ran away amidst the laughter.

The excitement spread on the street in an instant, and when night fell, it reached an inner house.

The interior was magnificently decorated, with a round table set up and two people sitting across from each other to eat.

A young man wearing a homely green robe was none other than Lu Yunqi, and a brightly dressed woman in her twenties was naturally his new favorite.

Lu Yunqi's expression was not as dull as outside. Perhaps because of the lamp, his eyebrows seemed much softer. He stretched out his hand and gave a chopstick to the woman sitting opposite him.

"Try this," he said.

The woman sitting opposite looked very uneasy, as if she was happy but also a little afraid.

"Yes, thank you sir," she said.

"Call me Lu Yunqi." Lu Yunqi said, taking back his chopsticks.

There were only a few people who dared to call Lu Qianhu's name to his face. The woman's body was trembling slightly.

"Lu, Lu Yunqi." She shivered for a long time before shouting out tremblingly.

Lu Yunqi looked at her and smiled.

"Hey." He responded.

The woman opened her mouth slightly and looked at the smiling man opposite her. The smile spread across her porcelain-white face, lighting up the whole room.

God, who can see Lu Yunqi and Lu Qianhu's smile, such a smile.

There was a gentle knocking outside the door.

The woman saw that the smile on Lu Yunqi's face faded like a tide, and in an instant it returned to its previous dullness, and a cold gaze passed over her.

The woman's heartbeat stopped and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at him.

I heard someone walking in.

"Sir, Jiang Peng is here," the visitor said.

When she heard the name Jiang Peng, the woman's heart beat a few more times, and her face looked a little uneasy.

"What does he want?" Lu Yunqi asked, eating his meal slowly.

"He didn't say anything, he just said he wanted to see you," the visitor said.

Lu Yunqi picked up the brocade handkerchief beside him, wiped the corners of his mouth, and threw the brocade handkerchief to the ground.

"I don't want to see him anymore," he said.

The visitor responded without saying a word and turned around to go out. The woman sat in front of the table and clenched her hands tightly. The corner of her eye fell on the brocade handkerchief on the ground.

What do you mean if you don't want to see him? Is it just like this brocade handkerchief that was thrown away?

"What? Can't bear to leave?" Lu Yunqi's mellow voice sounded in his ears.
To be continued...