Jiang Tangzhou was still unable to calm down because of the anger at the top just now.
Ting Yu supported him, looked at him several times, and then asked hesitantly: "Master... Are you angry?"
Jiang Tangzhou came back to his senses: "Huh? Why did you say that?"
"Just..." Ting Yu was also very shocked, "Every time you are angry, your body will be very tense, and I'm not sure, after all, I haven't seen you like this for many years. I remember the last time, or The year of your weak crown... "
Jiang Tangzhou remembered that time, he was angry because Jiang Yingzhou didn't cherish his body. But at that time, he had nothing to do, so he was sulking for a whole month, seeing Jiang Yingzhou without even saying hello, just passing him by without seeing him.
It was also from that time that his relationship with Jiang Yingzhou, who was not very close at first, became even stranger.
Later, his temper finally passed, and he couldn't go back.
Jiang Tangzhou is a person who is not easy to get angry, but once he gets angry, it is easy to get angry for a long time.
He hasn't felt this way for a long time.
Jiang Tangzhou sighed, suppressing the oppressive feeling in his heart, and said, "Let's go back first."
"—Wait a minute!"
The sudden sound made Jiang Tangzhou's pace suddenly stop, followed by the temper that had been suppressed with great difficulty, and instantly popped up again.
Jiang Tangzhou frowned and wanted to move forward, but Yin Wenzheng suddenly grabbed his other hand.
Jiang Tangzhou shook it, but did not.
Yin Wenzheng tugged hard: "What's the point of you staying in the house all day long?"
Jiang Tangzhou said expressionlessly: "Where I stay, it should not have much to do with the prince."
"Where does it matter?!" Yin Wenzheng licked his face and moved closer, thicker than anyone else, "You are standing on the site of my prince's mansion, and you are also my prince's... Cough," seeing Jiang Tangzhou's face slightly Yin Wenzheng tactfully put it another way, "At least in the eyes of outsiders, you are also mine, so is it possible that I still can't control you?"
Jiang Tangzhou was still angry with that wave just now—even though he didn't figure out why he was angry, he still pursed his lips and said, "Prince, I'm a little tired, I just want to go back and rest."
Yin Wenzheng put his arms around his shoulders, turned his body around in a big circle, half pushed and walked out: "I apologize, I apologize, it's okay if I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that just now If I want to poke your sadness, how about this... You have been in Kyoto for so long, so you probably haven’t gone out for a stroll, right? I invite you to go and take a stroll, and you can order whatever you want, how about it?”
Jiang Tangzhou frowned: "What sad thing?"
Yin Wenzheng bumped him with the shoulder: "Don't worry, God knows this matter, you know it, I know it, I will never tell a third person."
Jiang Tangzhou: "...?"
Yin Wenzheng never went to ask Jiang Tangzhou whether his guess was true, but just put the title of "not lifting" on Jiang Tangzhou's head. Jiang Tangzhou was confused and didn't know what the other party was talking about. ".
In the end, when he realized it, he was already sitting in the restaurant that Yin Wenzheng said he was going to treat him to.
Only then did Jiang Tangzhou realize that he was still angry.
His brows frowned again—the next second, a hand between his brows gently smoothed the word "Chuan", and Yin Wenzheng's voice sounded: "A Tang, you are always frowning like this, be careful! Wrinkled."
Jiang Tangzhou avoided his hand a little uncomfortably, lowered his head and pretended to drink tea: "Long will grow."
"Are you still angry?" Yin Wenzheng looked at his awkward appearance with a funny face, tapped the jade flute lightly on the edge of the table, and said in a more serious tone, "I apologize to you seriously, I shouldn't have done it just now It shouldn't be said that I want to recommend a beauty to you, there will be no such thing next time, and I will try my best to keep those beauties from hovering in front of your eyelids, okay?"
"...I'm not angry." Jiang Tangzhou took a sip of tea and replied calmly, "You think too much."
Ting Yu stared at her master's back, nodded affirmatively - yes, now she is not as angry as before, at least her body is a little more relaxed.
Yin Wenzheng smiled: "It's fine if I think too much. If you are really angry, I'm willing to ask you to do anything to apologize today. As long as you are willing to forgive me."
Jiang Tangzhou was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "Let's order."
Ting Yu nodded in agreement, and saw her master's back completely relaxed—it was really coaxing.
Yin Wenzheng helped to arrange the dishes, and piled up all the delicious ones in front of Jiang Tangzhou's eyes: "This is delicious, although it is rabbit meat, but it is not firewood at all. I would like the dry one from Tianxia Restaurant." Stir-fried rabbit meat, every time I think of it, I salivate, come, A Tang, try it..."
Yin Wenzheng not only served vegetables, but also picked up a pair of chopsticks and delivered them directly to Jiang Tangzhou's mouth.
Jiang Tangzhou subconsciously bit down into his belly, his moist thin lips brushed against the tip of the chopsticks, his white teeth bit one end lightly, and then swallowed the rabbit meat into his belly.
Yin Wenzheng stared at his lips for a while before asking, "How?"
"Delicious." Jiang Tangzhou praised the food without hesitation.
Yin Wenzheng also took a piece of rabbit meat with chopsticks, and the moment he put it in his mouth, Jiang Tangzhou's red lips and white teeth suddenly flashed in his mind - he cleared his throat, and then he bit down, raised his eyes, and met Jiang Tangzhou's face Double gray pupils, and bloody moles soaked in the flesh.
There is no light, but there is light.
Yin Wenzheng held his chopsticks in his mouth, pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, and said vaguely: "This restaurant has the best taste in the whole of Kyoto. At noon, a storyteller will come to give a few paragraphs. It’s a pleasure staying here.”
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives. As soon as Yin Wenzheng finished his voice, the storyteller over there appeared on stage, attracting the attention of many diners on the second floor.
Jiang Tangzhou also heard the movement, and followed the sound to look there.
He looked at the stage, but he didn't know that Yin Wenzheng was still looking at the bloody mole on his nose with his chopsticks in his mouth.
Until the storyteller started to say: "However, half a year ago, the undefeated general defeated Qin Guo, and this victory beat that Qin thief to the ground—"
Jiang Tangzhou frowned, and suddenly lost interest.
He looked away and asked Yin Wenzheng, "You said you came to let me listen to this book on purpose?"
Yin Wenzheng hurriedly picked up his chopsticks, and quickly explained: "Absolutely not. This person used to like to tell stories about romantic talents and beautiful women. Who would have thought that he would suddenly change his style today."
Jiang Tangzhou felt a little more comfortable now: "Yes."
"How about I tell him to shut up?" Yin Wenzheng studied Jiang Tangzhou's expression.
"That's all." Jiang Tangzhou lowered his eyes and said calmly, "In the eyes of you Hengguo people, Qinguo is indeed a diligent thief."
Yin Wenzheng hurriedly expressed his innocence: "You are definitely not a thief in my eyes."
Jiang Tangzhou shook his head and smiled: "But I'm also from Qinguo."
"A Tang, have you ever heard a common saying?" Yin Wenzheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't know where to think, so he laughed out loud.
"What?"
"Call—" Yin Wenzheng snapped his fingers and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog!"
Jiang Tangzhou: "..."
Yin Wenzheng stared straight at him, not shying away from the teasing expression on his face at the moment, but seeing Jiang Tangzhou's expression of being blocked and not knowing what to say, he was very happy and satisfied.
He found that what he loved most was Jiang Tangzhou tearing off that indifferent disguise and showing the expressions that other people should have—whether it was helplessness, happiness, distress, or even anger.
It's like a person who looks the same in front of outsiders suddenly takes on a different look in front of him.
"Master," Ting Yu stood behind Jiang Tangzhou and poked him on the shoulder, "The prince is looking at you again!"
"Hey—you use the word 'you' very well!" Yin Wenzheng smiled and looked away at her, "It's so vivid! But next time you whisper, you'd better avoid me, otherwise your master will What secrets are there in front of me?"
Ting Yu blushed, stomped her feet secretly twice, and even snorted softly.
Jiang Tangzhou let out a long sigh, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "You guys just calm down, my ears hurt from this time and time again."
Ting Yu curled her lips, said "Oh" honestly, and turned her gaze out of the window, but in the next second, she suddenly regained her composure.
Yin Wenzheng was flirting with Jiang Tangzhou, when Tingyu said in surprise, "Isn't that the Fifth Prince?"
Jiang Tangzhou frowned instantly.
Yin Wenzheng lazily followed Tingyu's eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Young brother of the Five Emperors, you really can't rest at all."
Jiang Tangzhou also said that Tingyu had misread it, but he didn't want Yin Wenzheng to affirm it. He is not stupid, and he understood after a little turn—he said why Yin Wenzheng suddenly took him out to see this Hengguo today. It turned out that he was specially brought out to watch the excitement of the local customs in Kyoto.
I just don't know what kind of excitement this bustle is.
Jiang Tangzhou paused, and asked aloud, "Isn't he grounding?"
"I received the news this morning that Ling Yingchong has arrived a hundred miles outside the capital and is about to return to the capital." Mentioning Ling Yingchong, Yin Wenzheng's voice became less obvious—if it wasn't for Jiang Tangzhou's emotions towards people The change perception is extremely delicate, and I'm afraid I can't even notice it.
"Did he come out specially to pick up someone with grace?" Jiang Tangzhou asked.
"That's right." Yin Wenzheng squinted his eyes halfway, looking at the sneaky man at the door of the opposite building, "But looking at him like this, he slipped out after receiving grace and didn't go to pick him up, instead he was thinking about the little love in Mingfeng Building. Son, now I just changed into a plain green dress and came here non-stop to have fun."
The Tianxia Restaurant is located in the downtown area of Kyoto, but it is backed by the Qujiang River in Kyoto. It is built along the river. On the other side of the river, there is a street of flowers. When they come out, they are all famous and respectable, and they can have some relationship with the nobles in Kyoto. The fifth prince, Ling Xunjin, is a "flirty" person, and he has many old friends in Mingfeng Building. The key is that these old friends can still get on well with each other.
"That's... Flower Street?" Ting Yu stared at her with wide eyes, "I don't think it's any different from an ordinary street!"
Yin Wenzheng laughed and said, "Nothing is different on weekdays, but on July 7th, the Flower Street will be lit up all night, poems and composing teams, songs and dances, painting boats and boat galleries, really luxurious enjoyment, what's more, when you arrive there Today, every brothel on Huajie will give birth to a chick to participate in that beauty. This is a competition in their Huajie. Whichever house has the highest price in the end will be the girl of that year. Most of them are people. Give a reward."
Ting Yu closed his eyes, blinked his eyes, and looked at Yin Wenzheng: "The prince really understands..."
Yin Wenzheng smiled at first, and then looked at Jiang Tangzhou as if he had realized something—the other party's expression did not change, he just stroked the rim of the teacup lightly with his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.
Yin Wenzheng cleared his throat, and explained somewhat incomprehensibly: "It's just that I've been in the capital for a long time, and I know more about the anecdotes and strange things here, but in fact, I haven't really participated in this beauty vote... "
But Jiang Tangzhou raised his head and asked, "So nobody cares about Ling and Jin?"
It turned out that he didn't listen to the conversation between Ting Yu and Yin Wenzheng just now.
Yin Wenzheng looked away in embarrassment, and replied, "Someone will take care of it."
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