Chapter 9: At the Restaurant

Fan family siblings chose the restaurant called “one stone residence”, is the Kyoto inside the ranking of the rich and noble place, so every lunch time, there are always some rich and powerful officials, talented and beautiful people, come here to talk about wine, just do not know where those talented people from the silver money, how those beautiful people are willing to show their face – – In short, the third floor is clean, if there is no corresponding status is definitely not to go up. -In short, the third floor is clean, if there is no corresponding identity, is definitely not on the.

Just because everyone knows, this stone residence of the third floor, can sit at the table are people with status, so instead of very little conflict, after all, Kyoto said small, but the officialdom hidden veins, dark phase mixed, who knows who and their own behind the real relationship?

Just spoke out to refute the “Fan Xian ground stall publication theory”, but it is an authentic talent, surnamed He Zongwei, has always been extremely rich in talent, very much appreciated by the Beijing scholars, so the bone is not inevitably proud of some. The other day, He Zongwei in a friend looked at the Dream of the Red Chamber, although the purpose of which is very dissatisfied, also do not think that the book of poetry what is surprising, but still very much admire the author of the hundreds of thousands of words of delicate work.

Today came to the restaurant, three cups of yellow wine, it is slightly drunk, but heard the next room there are a few young people who do not understand the Dream of the Red Mansion, he was angry, so he drank out of this sentence.

Just at this time, Fan’s three have finished their meal and are drinking tea and chatting. Listening to these words, when Fan Si Zhe thought of his earlier boasts, and thought of the other party accusing Fan Xian and also losing his face, he could not help but be furious. He came from a large and noble Fan clan, and had always roamed the streets, so he was not willing to accept the idle anger of these sour and corrupt scholars, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, he leapt into the hall on the third floor.

Fan Xian thought to himself that since he was new to the capital, it would be better to keep a low profile, and inquired about his sister with his eyes. Fan Ruo Ruo knew what was on his mind and smiled, shaking her head, signaling that Fan Si Zhe shouldn’t go too far.

In the past one or two years, Fan Si Zhe’s age has gradually gotten older, under Fan Ruo Ruo’s ear, he has also become a little more understanding, and the game of vandalism on the street has basically become extinct, which is why she is so relieved.

Fan Si Zhe rushed into the hall, picking out He Zongwei from the crowd with an extremely accurate vision, taking three steps and three swings, he walked up to that scholar and grunted, “Did you say that just now?”

“So what if it was?” He Zongwei’s complexion was dark and his facial contours stood out, making him look a bit ugly. When he saw that someone rushed out from the inner room, he knew that he had offended someone with that remark, but just looking at the arrogant appearance of this son of a powerful nobleman, his hot blood rushed out, and he said coldly, “At a young age, you speak with such a lack of upbringing, and I don’t know which family taught you.”

This He Cai Zi although in the capital traveled quite widely, but and only twelve years old Fan Si Zhe but did not face, so the courage is very full.

Fan Si Zhe was only prepared to scold two sentences, heard the word “upbringing”, thought of his mother’s scolding of his own on weekdays, furious reprimanded: “You this guy, and who is the family of the shrew!”

At this time, he had long forgotten his sister’s usual teachings, jumped up and slapped the man’s face.

He Zongwei never expected in a stone residence so elegant place, actually someone dares to be so domineering, hastily back half, avoided this slap, head of the green scarf but tore apart, look a little lousy.

With He Zongwei table are some quite famous talent, there is a noble person, see this situation, can not help but furious: “In broad daylight, how dare to be so wanton, do you still have the law in your eyes?”

“King law?” Fan Si Zhe coldly grunted, “Little master is the king’s law.” After saying these words, he cupped his fists and persistently smashed at He Zongwei’s body.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and gripped Fan Si Zhe’s thin wrist!

Fan Si Zhe only felt that he was being hooped by a red-hot iron hoop between his wrists, and the pain went to his bones, so he couldn’t help but scream with an ah and cursed, “Still not coming to help?”

His guards intended to go forward to help punch, but unexpectedly it was a silhouette, chest and abdomen was printed two palms, miserably retreated back!

Screwed Fan Si Zhe wrist, it is the table that the gloomy-looking person’s guard, this guard face is ordinary, eyes but the light is convergence in the slightly exposed, obviously is a master.

“Throw this little child away, don’t disturb brother Zongwei’s pleasure.” The man with a gloomy face commanded.

The expert lifted his arm, and Fan Si Zhe was thrown out like a small chicken!

Fan Xian had originally thought that Fan Si Zhe would at most argue with someone for a few moments, but how could he have known that in the blink of an eye, the situation would be so serious? But thought of his younger brother is overbearing brutality, although Ruo Ruo said recently has been somewhat convergence, but see just now still can not get rid of a little playboy breath, so the heart of his little eat a hard time also does not matter.

But he certainly did not expect the other side actually have a master, and this master is so ruthless, this throw in the hidden dark force, if not good, is the end of broken bones and spit blood – even if Fan Si Zhe behavior how bad, to a twelve-year-old child, with this kind of tactics, but also not too much.

I don’t know how, Fan Xian has already come to the door, a flick of the wrist, has picked up Fan Si Zhe’s collar, and then the whole person to take advantage of the momentum of a turn, the right hand clockwise twist, so that Fan Si Zhe under his own hands to turn around.

One circle, two circles, three circles …… Fan Si Zhe’s body stopped turning, opening a pair of aftershocked big eyes, seemingly still do not know what happened.

Fan Xian loosened his hand, smiled bitterly and handed the still dizzy Si Zhe over to Fan Ruo Ruo, stepped forward, looked at that master of refined inner light, and said in a soft voice, “My younger brother has offended, but Your Excellency’s laying down such a heavy hand is a bit too much.”

The few people at the same table with that talented man snorted coldly, not good how to speak, after all, the other party had a good point. Only that young man with a gloomy face sipped his wine with a slight bit of self-respect, not even looking at Fan Xian with a proper eye.

As for He Zongwei, after correcting his turban, he was self-conscious of his woeful condition, and then looking at the beautiful face of the young man in front of him, but for no apparent reason, he burst into a rage, seeming to find the other party’s smiles abhorrent, and hatedly said, “Such a recalcitrant son of the family, what’s the harm in applying a slight punishment?”

Fan Xian paid no attention to him, but only looked at the expert with a gentle smile, and then took two steps forward – the expert, who had been restrained by his inner light, had watched this teenage son’s hand twisting his wrist and drawing a circle to dissipate his strength, and could not help but feel that the other party was a bit unpredictable, so he frowned slightly, and actually took two steps backward as he showed weakness with Fan Xian’s steps forward.

The two of them took two steps back, giving way to Fan Ruo Ruo, who was wearing a full veil behind her.

Fan Ruo Ruo was quite famous in the capital, and the people in the building had long heard of her, and a few of them had seen her from afar at the County King’s Poetry Festival, and some of them were known to the children of high-ranking officials, so all of them were startled, and greeted her from a distance.

The people at the table confronting Fan Xian only realized the identity of the child who had caused the disturbance earlier, and were a bit anxious, while He Zongwei saw Fan Ruo Ruo, but his expression changed slightly, and he seemed to want to say something.