The Drunken Immortal Inn was the largest inn in King City. The fact that it could stand tall in King City and not even the royal family dared to order them around was enough to prove its extraordinariness.
Not only was it an inn, but it was also an elegant place to drink wine. It occupied a large area in the city with many houses belonging to the Drunken Immortal Inn. The interior was decorated in a picturesque environment, making it an incomparably high class establishment.
The women who accompanied the guests here never received guests and only accompanied them. If the guests could make the women willing, they could privately take them away to do good deeds. However, the women here were not easily tempted by men and only accompanied them to drink.
Yang Keren was also famous here. She didn't accompany the guests and only played music. The music she played was incomparably beautiful and elegant. She was known as the "Number One Musical Concubine of King City" and the "Number One Musical Whore". The former was a compliment to her while the latter was more or less an insult.
After Yang Keren quietly arrived, a shopkeeper warmly greeted her, "Young Miss Tian Yin is here."
"Yes, immediately clear out the Drunken Immortal Inn. My Young Master wants to reserve it." Yang Keren lightly said.
How was this the tone of a maid? This was simply an order to the shopkeeper.
If there was a King Realm expert present, he would definitely be able to tell that this shopkeeper was a true peak General Realm expert. If Yang Keren was merely a servant of the Yang Family, how could she dare to speak to him in such a manner? How could she allow him to call her "Miss"?
"A Marquis came to the inn today …" The shopkeeper revealed a trace of awkwardness as he spoke.
"I only want results, I'll bring someone over in a bit." Yang Keren responded and no longer wasted time with the shopkeeper as she turned around and returned to the Yang Clan.
The shopkeeper scratched the back of his head and then shouted, "Waiter, come over here. Our inn has been reserved today, immediately clear it out."
This time, the people in the Drunken Immortal Inn couldn't accept it.
"We haven't eaten our fill yet, how can you drive us away?"
"What the hell is going on? The money we spent isn't money, we won't leave."
"Let's go, someone who can reserve the Drunken Immortal Inn is definitely not an ordinary person."
"Be obedient, there is someone behind the Drunken Immortal Inn, there is no need to offend them."
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Some people didn't want to leave, while others left early. Those who didn't want to leave were quickly thrown out.
Those people wanted to ask more questions, but they felt a powerful aura coming from here. It was the pressure of a King, and they were so scared that they didn't dare to make a sound.
A restaurant with a King Realm expert was enough to prove how extraordinary this place was.
This time, another Marquis was invited. He was Marquis Qiao San. He was an old Marquis and had been in the Imperial City for a long time. He was now a Rank One official and a Grand Tutor of the Imperial Cabinet. His connections were directly connected to the Imperial Family.
Currently, this Marquis Qiao San didn't care much about political affairs. He was more focused on cultivating the new generation of scholars. At the same time, he also enjoyed drinking wine. Every month, he would take three days to go to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion to listen to songs and drink some wine.
This time, he originally wanted to invite the number one Ji Tianyin to sing a song for him. Unfortunately, Tianyin wasn't here, so he could only regretfully miss it.
However, he clearly saw Tianyin talking to the innkeeper upstairs. He didn't have time to invite her up before he was ordered to leave. He felt sullen in his heart. As an ironclad scholar and the teacher of the current Emperor, when had he ever been treated like this?
Unfortunately, the Drunken Immortal Inn didn't give him a chance to flip out and asked him to leave. This made him, a Marquis, lose even more face. Also, his guards were useless and were all thrown out. If he wasn't a Marquis, he would have suffered the same fate.
He didn't lose his mind and call for soldiers to deal with the Drunken Immortal Inn. He knew that the Drunken Immortal Inn had a deep background and might be related to a power in the Transcendent Realm. He didn't leave, but found a place outside the inn to sit down. He wanted to see who could make the Drunken Immortal Inn clear out.
Third Master Qiao was a wise middle-aged man. He looked to be in his early fifties and had a ruddy complexion. He didn't look like an old antique who was already seventy years old at all. He wore an elegant green robe with a crown on his head, a jade belt around his waist, and a jade ring on his thumb. There was no doubt that he had the demeanor of an Imperial Preceptor.
There were three people following behind him. All three of them had extraordinary strength and had reached the General Realm. They were his personal guards.
"Just now, there was a brat who defied the imperial decree, and now there's a guy who booked the entire Drunken Immortal Inn. Could it be the same person?" Third Master Qiao muttered to himself.
Not long after, a group of people quickly arrived in front of the Drunken Immortal Inn. Third Master Qiao's old eyes widened as he muttered, "It really is the same brat."
Third Master Qiao was a small legend in the Royal City. His status was not as high as Prime Minister Song's, but sometimes, his words were much more effective than Prime Minister Song's. He was the Emperor's trusted aide. He had taught the Emperor and the current princes before. He was the real Imperial Preceptor.
At the same time, he was also friends with Yang Wu's grandfather. Unfortunately, after Yang Wu's grandfather disappeared, the relationship between their families faded.
The Yang Clan's incident was too sudden. Third Master Qiao didn't have time to speak up for the Yang Clan. He didn't even have time to speak up for the Yang Clan. This made him very unhappy. Yang Wen was his proudest disciple.
When Yang Wen resigned as the top scholar in the liberal arts, Third Master Qiao was so angry that he fell ill for three days and three nights. Later, he even went to question the current Emperor. Unfortunately, Yang Wen's whereabouts were unknown.
Since then, Third Master Qiao became even more disappointed in the imperial court and didn't want to pay too much attention to it. He was satisfied with teaching those princes.
The people who came to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant were Yang Wu and his group. Yang Wu first welcomed his parents, then led the brothers of the Death Legion into the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
In the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, many delicacies were served. The soldiers of the Death Legion hadn't enjoyed such delicacies in a long time. They were almost drooling.
After Yang Wu had Yang Keren bring his parents into a private room, he said to the soldiers of the Death Legion, "Everyone has traveled thousands of miles to accompany this general back to the Royal City. It must have been a tiring journey. Today, everyone will have a good meal here. Consider it as a cleansing of the dust of our brothers."
"Commander, you're too polite," the soldiers replied to Yang Wu.
"En, eat and drink to your heart's content. Don't worry that this commander won't be able to pay," Yang Wu replied.
Yang Wu was about to go to the private room to accompany his parents when he caught a glimpse of Third Master Qiao, who wanted to come in. Third Master Qiao was stopped outside the restaurant.
Yang Wu walked over and happened to hear the waiter say lazily, "Lord Marquis, this place has been reserved by our young miss' family. You should go elsewhere to drink today."
"I know them. If you let me in, I guarantee that I will be kept," Third Master Qiao said patiently.
Just as the waiter was about to speak, Yang Wu walked over and said, "Let Grandfather Qiao in."
The waiter looked back at Yang Wu and let Old Master Qiao in. However, the guards behind Old Master Qiao were stopped again.
Third Master Qiao turned back and waved at the three guards. Then, he walked over to Yang Wu and said with a smile, "Little Wu, it's rare that you still remember this old man."
The first person to call Yang Wu "Little Wu" wasn't Xun Rui, but this Third Master Qiao in front of him. Back then, he called Yang Wu "Mozzie," which caused Yang Wu to be given a nickname. However, he didn't dare refute it, afraid that the old marquis would take him to school.
Yang Wu bowed deeply to Third Master Qiao and said, "Yang Wu greets Grandfather Qiao."
Speaking of which, Third Master Qiao was half a teacher to Yang Wu. When Third Master Qiao was teaching Yang Wen, he had casually given him some advice. More importantly, Third Master Qiao was the most attentive to his younger brother's teachings. This bow was more for his younger brother's sake.
"I thought you, Little Wu, had grown up. You don't even remember this old man." Third Master Qiao stroked his beard with satisfaction.
Yang Wu said with a smile, "How would I dare? Didn't I just come back from the border to see my parents? I haven't even had the time to visit Grandfather Qiao yet."
"Yes, you're in the limelight now. You went against the imperial edict, beat up the eunuch, and booked the Drunken Immortal Restaurant. Who in the Imperial City doesn't know about you, Yang Wu?" Third Master Qiao said with deep meaning.
"Grandfather Qiao, are you criticizing me for showing off?" Yang Wu asked in return.
"Not bad, not bad. To be able to react so quickly, it seems like this year has been a great training for you." Third Master Qiao said with a faint smile.
"Isn't that so?" Yang Wu said with a smile. After a pause, he said, "Grandfather Qiao, come and sit with me. My parents will be very happy to see you." "Forget it.
"Forget it, I won't disturb your family reunion today. I mainly came to see you. You've caused such a big mess, so I have to quickly clean up your mess. What happened a year ago was too sudden, and this old man couldn't play a role. This time, no matter what, I have to say a few words for you in front of the emperor so that my good disciple can quickly come back." Qiao San waved his hand and simply turned to leave.
Yang Wu watched Third Master Qiao leave, and his heart felt warm. He believed what Third Master Qiao had just said. This old man still missed his little brother.
Yang Wu had never been to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant before. He was a Viscount, but he was still a young man. He didn't have the money to spend here, and he spent most of his time training.
When he came to the private room, he looked at the delicacies. He thought the Drunken Immortal Restaurant's reputation was well deserved.
At the same time, he looked at Yang Keren, who was standing next to his mother. He thought she had changed.
"Wu, come sit next to your mother. Everyone is waiting for you." Su Roumei waved at Yang Wu.
Yang Wu walked over and said to Yang Keren, "Sister Keren, you should sit down. Don't always treat yourself as an outsider."
"Yes, Young Master, sit down. I'll sit down too," Yang Keren said with a sincere look.
Yang Wu sat down, and Yang Keren sat down as well.
The Yang Family was her benefactor. Without the Yang Family, there would be no her. She was a member of the Yang Family when she was alive, and she would be a ghost of the Yang Family even in death. No one could change this.
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