Chapter 159 The Queen Mother was kidnapped

Beijing, Dongcheng,

Song Kee Noodle House.

This noodle shop is quite famous in Dongcheng. In addition to its superb cooking skills, it has also been praised by many great scholars.

This is the so-called celebrity effect.

The taste itself is very good, and many literati are happy to come here.

However, Song Ji Noodle House is particularly noisy this morning.

Although it is a noodle shop, it also sells various breakfast items.

Outside the noodle shop, many people gathered to watch.

In the noodle shop, a middle-aged man said loudly: "Sir, you ate two bowls of porridge, but you only paid for one bowl. This is a small business for me."

Wang Wenyan flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "Nonsense!"

"I obviously just ate a bowl!"

"Do you think I'm someone who depends on you for your money?"

The noodle shop owner said aggrievedly: "You don't think so, but you still have to pay me!"

"There's no need for me to blackmail you for a bowl of porridge."

"But if everyone is like you, how can I still run my business?"

Wang Wenyan frowned, glanced at the people gathered around him, and said in a bad tone: "Shopkeeper, I come here every day, when did I owe you money? Did you remember it wrong?"

Passing through Dongcheng, he would come here every three days to have a simple breakfast before heading to the Imperial College.

As people get older, their tastes naturally change.

The breakfast at this Dongcheng noodle shop is quite good and suits his appetite, which is why he comes here often.

But what happened today was really weird.

At this moment, a cold shout came from outside.

"What are you all doing here?"

As the sound came, several royal guards came over.

As soon as they saw Jin Yiwei, everyone around them immediately dispersed and made way for them.

A Jin Yiwei stepped forward and shouted: "What are you doing here?"

The people around him shrank their necks and instinctively wanted to retreat.

The shopkeeper of the panel came forward and said hurriedly: "My lords, please give me the final say. This guest has eaten two bowls of porridge, but he only gave me money for one bowl."

Everyone was secretly surprised and looked at the noodle shop owner with a ghostly expression.

Although Jin Yiwei is also in charge of public security in the city, do you want to live if you bother Jin Yiwei with such trivial matters?

But what happened next was far beyond everyone's expectations.

Jin Yiwei walking in front said in surprise: "Who is eating porridge without paying for it?"

The noodle shop owner pointed at Wang Wenyan cooperatively.

Jin Yiwei, who had just spoken, immediately became angry and shouted: "How presumptuous!"

"audacious in the extreme!"

"Do you know who this is in front of you?"

"This is Lord Wang. He was once the minister of the Ministry of Rites and the imperial concubine. He is a great scholar in the world. Can he eat without paying for it?"

This loud shout was deafening.

Everyone around was stunned, looking at Wang Wenyan in disbelief, and exclaimed repeatedly.

I didn't expect that this old man with an unattractive appearance could have such an origin.

From the moment Wang Wenyan saw Jin Yiwei, he felt something was wrong. When he shouted out, his face changed slightly.

The noodle shop owner immediately knelt down and said tremblingly: "Sir, I don't dare to tell lies. If I lie, I am willing to accept the interrogation of Jin Yiwei."

"Nonsense!" Wang Wenyan puffed his beard and glared angrily, "I just ate a bowl of porridge from you."

"Hmph!" The Jin Yiwei snorted in cooperation, looked at the noodle shop owner, and said angrily: "Get up!"

"Isn't it just a bowl of noodles? I'll give it to you!"

"If you dare to speak nonsense in the future, I will arrest you and send you to prison!"

The noodle shop owner responded repeatedly, looking aggrieved.

But the people around him looked strange and talked a lot.

"Are you really an official? You can't even pay for a bowl of breakfast."

"Tch, he's still a great scholar, he's just a liar."

Listening to the discussions around him, Wang Wenyan's face changed slightly, and he pretended to be angry: "You are all talking nonsense, do you really think I can't afford the money?"

As he said that, he took out his money bag and slapped it on the table, saying, "Here's the money for you!"

"Whatever is extra should be rewarded to you."

After that, Wang Wenyan planned to leave here.

At this time, the noodle shop owner said cautiously: "I only want my porridge money."

The sound was not loud, but it fell clearly into everyone's ears.

For a moment, the looks from the people around him became even weirder.

Wang Wenyan looked ugly and hurriedly boarded the carriage.

…

In the restaurant opposite, by the window, a person looked down calmly.

Tang Qi stood on one side, and on the other side stood Zhongyuan Yidianhong.

Lin Mang slowly withdrew his gaze and chuckled: "Let the Jianghu people in each city get involved and spread the news as soon as possible."

Tang Qi bowed in agreement and looked pitifully at the carriage going away.

"By the way, are the next things arranged?"

Tang Qi whispered: "The concubine of the Minister of Guanglu Temple has been sent to Wang Wenyan's room. I believe the news will spread soon."

Lin Mang smiled and put down the tea cup, stood up and patted Tang on the shoulder, walking downstairs: "Well done!"

To deal with these literati, we naturally have to deal with the aspects that they value more.

How can a person with a notorious reputation and moral corruption be convincing?

The people are ignorant.

News will only become more exaggerated as it spreads.

As long as he is determined to add fuel to the flames, within three days, Wang Wenyan will be completely discredited.

A scholar who has lost his reputation is hated by people and dogs, so it is naturally not difficult to deal with him.

…

Returning to Beizhen Fusi, Lin Mang handled some official duties and various mission cases.

These official documents were collected not only from the capital, but also from thousands of households in various places, and they all needed him to make decisions and issue approval documents.

After working for several hours, I finally finished processing all the official documents.

Sometimes I feel really tired sitting in this seat.

No wonder the one in the palace was immediately ruined in the later stage. In comparison, the affairs of Jin Yiwei were much simpler.

Tang Qi walked in with tea and carefully put it down.

Lin Mang pinched his eyebrows and asked: "How is the recruitment matter going?"

Tang Qi replied: "The official documents have been sent to each army."

"Sir, do you really want to recruit Jianghu people?"

Lin Mang picked up the tea, took a sip slowly, and said calmly: "I just gave them a temporary identity."

The selection of Jinyiwei personnel is extremely strict, and they are all civilians with clean status and elites from various armies.

It is also the first time that Jianghu people have been recruited.

However, there are also many talented people among these Jianghu people, who may come in handy in the future if they are under their command.

Lin Mang put down his tea cup and asked, "What is that Zhong Qianhu doing?"

There are eight thousand households in Fusi in Beizhen. He Xinjiang has been abolished, so his seat is naturally vacant. Now only Zhong Jing'an is left.
To be continued...