"Damn it, who the hell dares to occupy my room..."
The tender, childish voice startled everyone. This so-called 'Young Master Jin' wasn't very old either.
Moreover, Xiao Xi Tian and Xiao Jin Heng found the voice very familiar. If they guessed correctly, it should be the son of Magistrate Jin.
"Oh, Young Master Jin, these guests will leave after they finish eating. I promise to clean the room thoroughly and make it spotless. Will that do?"
"Do my ass? What did I tell you before? No one is allowed to enter this room. What if it gets messed up? Don't you know I have germophobia?"
The waiter: "..."
He spoke of what he feared, and it came to pass.
He had explicitly told them not to enter this private room, but those guests wouldn't listen.
Young Master Jin pushed the waiter aside and was about to kick the door open...
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Stop right there!" Kong Xing Zhuo, Xiao Ying, and Xiao Jun put down their bowls and blocked Young Master Jin.
Looking closely, Kong Xing Zhuo almost burst out laughing.
Wasn't this the son of the corpulent Magistrate Jin?
The father and son looked exactly alike. Magistrate Jin was already swimming in fat, his body covered in blubber, and this Young Master Jin also had a chubby face and a belly full of complaints...
Since Tian Bao Bao and Gao Jing De had fought with Young Master Jin before, Kong Xing Zhuo had met the child.
He hadn't expected to encounter him here after so long.
"Who the heck are you? Get out of the way!" Young Master Jin glared at Kong Xing Zhuo from the side, completely forgetting who he was.
Kong Xing Zhuo didn't care about the consequences and delivered a resounding slap to his fat face...
With a crisp 'slap,' Young Master Jin clutched his face and collapsed onto the ground, trembling.
A mischievous child who isn't disciplined will surely turn rebellious.
Kong Xing Zhuo was feeling depressed anyway, so it was good to vent his frustration on him.
"You dare to hit me?" Young Master Jin's eyes widened, his blubber trembling with anger.
Kong Xing Zhuo crossed his arms, "I hit you, so what? You're not happy? Then let's have another round?"
"You dare, sob sob..." Young Master Jin burst into tears, "I'm telling my father. You just wait, sob sob!~"
After saying that, Young Master Jin got up and went downstairs with a 'thump thump thump.'
In this county town, no one had ever dared to hit or scold him like this...
When his father arrived, he would definitely make this scoundrel pay the price.
The waiter, seeing this, stomped his feet anxiously, "Oh dear, what is to be done? It's over, completely over!~"
"What's over?" Kong Xing Zhuo glared at him, "This is called casting a long line to catch a big fish. If we don't teach Young Master Jin a lesson, will his father show himself?"
If Magistrate Jin didn't appear, how would the Emperor and the young prince deal with him?
There would be a good show to watch this time...
The waiter snorted, "You've caused this mess yourself, so you deal with it. Humph!~"
After the waiter left, Kong Xing Zhuo knocked on the door and entered the private room.
"Taught him a lesson?" Xiao Jin Heng asked indifferently.
Kong Xing Zhuo grinned, "I just... I just slapped him. When Magistrate Jin, that scoundrel official, comes later, I'll deal with him properly!~"
Xiao Jin Heng grunted and patted Xiao Xi Tian's hand, "Don't be afraid. My father despises people who bully the common folk and act tyrannically. My father will deal with them later!~"
Xiao Xi Tian couldn't help but smile, "I'm not afraid!"
With the Son of Heaven of the Great Liang Dynasty sitting here, what was there to be afraid of...
In fact, when she was changing the Emperor's medicine, Xiao Xi Tian had already discovered his identity.
Moreover, the brat had lived in Dashui Village for so many years, and even Prefect Chen and Governor Qin visited frequently. Marquis Pingyang, Gu Ming Yan, was his uncle.
The token Xiao Jin Heng had given Xiao Xi Tian was also no ordinary item. Therefore, with all the clues and analysis, it wasn't difficult to guess the Emperor's identity...
The brat said his father was a regular merchant, who would believe that?
She was a medical doctor. Although she had transmigrated into the body of the Yun family's youngest daughter, she was almost thirty years old and understood everything.
"Hey, brat, your father's surname is Huang, so why is your surname Xiao?" Xiao Xi Tian blinked her big eyes, asking a question she already knew the answer to.
Xiao Jin Heng coughed lightly, secretly glanced at the Emperor, and murmured, "I take after my mother. My mother's surname is Xiao..."
This statement was not wrong. The current Empress's surname was indeed Xiao, the same surname as the Emperor.
"Oh!~" Xiao Xi Tian nodded and picked up a pickled radish to eat.
The pickled radishes in this restaurant were too sour. Xiao Xi Tian preferred sweet ones...
Having been away from home for so long, she really missed her sister-in-law, Shan Shan Sao, and the meals made by Sister Huai Hua.
Now that her eldest nephew needed money for school and the family had no income, she had to figure out how to make money when she returned.
She couldn't just play around all day!~
"My Lord, please eat something, or you'll be hungry on the road!" Eunuch Zhao stood beside the Emperor and advised.
Alas, after a trip of incognito investigation, the Emperor had become thin from hunger...
When he was in the palace, the Emperor had no appetite. No matter what meals the imperial kitchen prepared, the Emperor wouldn't even look at them. He always clamored for porridge and stinky tofu.
When the imperial chefs made them, the Emperor said the taste was wrong and would only take a few sips before stopping.
Eunuch Zhao had been extremely worried about serving the Emperor's meals...
"Old Zhao, ask the restaurant if they have any salted duck eggs or salted goose eggs, and get me two. If they have sorghum water rice, have them prepare a basin too!" the Emperor ordered.
As people age, they grow tired of rich meats and delicacies. Coarse grains often suit their appetites the most.
Eunuch Zhao sighed and silently went out...
In the alley across from the restaurant, dozens of men in tight-fitting clothes, with sabers at their waists, stood there.
They were closely watching the movements of the restaurant. If the Emperor met with an accident, these men would rush in to protect him.
And that clueless Young Master Jin, along with Magistrate Jin, had come for revenge, crying and wailing...
"Sob sob sob, Father, they dared to hit me on our territory. Today, you must chop off his head, otherwise, otherwise, your son won't survive, sob sob!~" Young Master Jin cried.
Magistrate Jin glared at him, "Useless thing, didn't I tell you? From now on, take more guards with you when you go out. If those unruly people dare to cause trouble, you just cut them down. I'll take responsibility if anything is broken. How did you end up getting slapped..."
"Sob sob, Father, they were too overbearing. They hit people without saying a word. You'll see when you get there!~"
In the private room on the second floor, the Emperor was eating sorghum water rice. Although the taste was not to his liking, it was passable.
Just as he was about to say something, another round of scolding came from outside the door...