After the middle-aged storyteller finished speaking, the common people listening to the story kept applauding and applauding. Everyone's face was filled with excitement, and the scene was very lively.
"This book speaks so well of Marquis Wenxin, the current Prime Minister, but do you know what happened recently?"
The person who spoke was a young man in his twenties or thirties. He was armed with weapons and had a cultivation level of six realms. He was obviously a man of the world.
The storyteller smiled and said: "This young hero seems to have brought some interesting things. It seems that the recent events you mentioned must be related to our Marquis Wenxin!"
"Of course it's related to Marquis Wenxin!" A playful smile appeared on the young man's face, giving the impression that his words would not be good.
It is precisely because of this that all eyes fell on the young man at this time.
"Really? Then I would like to hear what great things our Marquis Wenxin has done recently!" said the storyteller.
At this moment, the eyes of the people gathered on the young man instantly became intense, and their eyes were full of expectation.
The smile on the young man's face did not diminish and he said: "Marquis Wenxin did indeed do a great thing. He led people from Chu into the palace, controlled the Queen Mother, and planned to rebel!"
At this moment, the entire inn suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
The storyteller's mouth moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word.
"Impossible, how could Marquis Wenxin rebel?"
"Yes, Marquis Wenxin is the reincarnation of a god. Without him, there would be no late king. How could he use him to rebel?"
"If he wants to rebel, it's certainly not his problem!"
"Yes, that must be the case!"
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The people in the inn hall were talking a lot.
Xie Yunxiao felt very solemn as he listened to these discussions. The current situation was more serious than he imagined.
What happened in Xianyang must have been spread to the middle of Shu, but these people didn't know it yet, and they also heard that Mr. Shu was talking nonsense here.
What shocked Xie Yunxiao the most was the opinions of these people. They believed that it was the court's fault that Yu Buwei rebelled, and that everything Yu Buwei did was right.
"It seems that you started planning many years ago. You are worthy of being a prime minister who is famous all over the world. Once you really return to the land of Sichuan, gain military power and become your own country, I am afraid that the people of this Sichuan county will support you unconditionally. , it seems that you did not lie to Li Chi, even if the matter fails, returning to Shu is still a good retreat!"
When Xie Yunxiao thought of this, he began to think about how to make these ordinary people change their minds.
If you don't change your mind, even if you catch Yu Buwei, as long as someone is provocative, it will still be easy for something to happen.
Because the hearts of the people in Shu are not in the court, but in Yu Buwei's place.
At this time, Xie Yunxiao saw several people walking into the inn. Their eyes were on the young man, and they were obviously targeting the young man.
"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. Marquis Wenxin is fine. This is my brother. He is insane and keeps talking nonsense outside!"
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man. He put a hand on the young man's shoulder.
The young man wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.
Then, his facial features suddenly became distorted, he laughed, and walked out of the inn in a daze.
In this way, the people in the inn naturally believed that the young man was insane.
Xie Yunxiao's eyes were full of interest, but he didn't pay attention just now. He didn't understand the middle-aged man's methods. It seemed that he was a very interesting person.
Moreover, he should be the one who Yu Buwei can't do.
Xie Yunxiao did not deliberately look at the middle-aged man, but secretly followed him after he left.
Not long after, these people returned to the county government office.
Xie Yunxiao did not continue to follow, but returned to the inn.
At this time, the storyteller in the inn had left, replaced by an old man and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The old man was playing a musical instrument unique to Sichuan, and the seventeen-year-old girl was singing.
The girl is really beautiful. Her singing voice is crisp and pure, which is very beautiful.
For a moment, Xie Yunxiao was fascinated.
After nearly a cup of tea, the song ended, and the girl came forward with a plate. The people listening to the music more or less threw some copper coins into the plate.
When he arrived at Xie Yunxiao's place, he gave him a broken piece of silver.
The girl glanced at Xie Yunxiao, her big and smart eyes revealed indescribable aura, and her clear voice sounded, "Thank you, sir!"
"You're welcome, what's the name of the song you sang just now?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
"This song is called Du Juan Yin, and the master in the song is Wang Di, the former leader of the Shu Kingdom!" the girl said.
Xie Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, Wang Di? There is actually a song for him here? Also called cuckoo singing?
"Who wrote this song?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
The girl shook her head, "I don't know, but in our land in Sichuan, many people know this song, and everyone knows the story about Emperor Wang!"
"The story of Emperor Wang?" Xie Yunxiao asked.
The girl nodded, "Yes, it is said that in ancient times, the leader of the Shu Kingdom Wang Di was cursed. After his death, he turned into a cuckoo and whined. Every time he screamed, he would cough up blood!"
Xie Yunxiao asked: "Why do you need to cough up blood?"
"Because of grief!" said the girl.
Xie Yunxiao asked again: "Why is he sad?"
"It seems that the young master doesn't know the story of Emperor Wang!" the girl said.
Xie Yunxiao nodded. He threw a piece of silver into the plate again and said, "Can you tell me this story?"
The girl was stunned for a while, looked at the silver on the plate, her eyes filled with joy, and said, "Okay!"
"What's the girl's name?" Xie Yunxiao asked again.
"Little girl Lingyun!" the girl replied.
Xie Yunxiao chuckled lightly, "She is just as her name suggests, so let me ask Miss Lingyun to tell you a story!"
"We people in Shu all know this story. I'm afraid the young master gave me so much money, it's probably not worth it!" Lingyun reminded.
Hearing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said with a smile: "Young master, if you give me money, it's worth it. You girl, don't disturb the guests' enjoyment!"
The innkeeper allowed the grandfather and grandson to perform here, and naturally they had to pay for it.
The more money Lingyun and the others get, the more the innkeeper will naturally get.
The old man also stepped down from the stage and said with a smile: "This young master is generous. He looks like a wealthy person at first glance. Thank you for today's reward!"
Xie Yunxiao chuckled and said, "Does the old man know how to tell stories?"
"Of course you can!" the old man replied.
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "What this old man is telling is the story of Emperor Wang, but everyone likes to hear the story of Marquis Wenxin. They say that the story of Emperor Wang cannot make money, so they can only change it to singing songs!"
When the old man heard the words, he couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, people in the past also liked to listen to the stories of Emperor Wang. I don't know when, everyone only wanted to hear the stories of Marquis Wenxin. If you don't sing songs, this will be useless. , and since you don’t know how to do business, you probably won’t be able to maintain your livelihood!”
This is the life of ordinary people.
After a pause, the old man continued: "The number of people who have listened to Emperor Wang's stories is no less than the number of people who have listened to the stories of Marquis Wenxin!"
"Really? You should listen to it!" Xie Yunxiao said with a smile.
At this time, he found several strangers walking in.
These people had cultivation levels and were all around the Sixth Realm. Their eyes swept over the people in the inn and finally landed on Xie Yunxiao.
"Could it be that my identity has been discovered?" Xie Yunxiao sensed some familiar auras from these people, which were very similar to those before.
Obviously, they were from the county government office and Yu Buwei's people.
"No, my coming to Shuzhong has always been kept secret. No one knows. They sent people to spy on this inn. It all happened because of that young man just now. Now I don't listen to Marquis Wenxin's story, but instead I want to hear Emperor Wang’s story, so I’m being targeted!”
Xie Yunxiao's thoughts were running at an extremely fast speed, and it didn't take long for him to figure it out.
The leader was sitting opposite Xie Yunxiao.
Neither the old man nor Lingyun spoke at this time, and they stepped back a little distance.
"Your Excellency, you like to listen to the story of Emperor Wang?" The leader was a young man. He was wearing a warrior's uniform, and the muscles in his arms and abdomen were highlighted, giving people an inexplicable sense of strength.
Xie Yunxiao said with a smile: "I have just arrived in Sichuan for the first time. I have just heard the story of Marquis Wenxin. Now I naturally want to hear some stories about Emperor Wang. Otherwise, wouldn't my visit to this Sichuan county be in vain?"
"The Kingdom of Shu has become history. Most of the stories about looking forward to the emperor are legends, but the story of Marquis Wenxin is real. It makes people's blood boil. I, a man from Shu, who doesn't want to be like Marquis Wenxin?" There was a burning look in the young man's eyes, and his voice couldn't help but tremble when he spoke.
The smile on Xie Yunxiao's face did not diminish, "Since they are all stories, then naturally there are truths and lies, whether true or false, as long as it is touching, it is a good story, isn't it?"
When the young man heard this, a sharp look appeared in his eyes. When he saw Xie Yunxiao was about to pick up the wine glass on the table, he sent a stream of true energy to suck the wine glass.
Such a move was naturally to test Xie Yunxiao.
Xie Yunxiao's expression did not change, he easily picked up the wine glass on the table and drank the contents of the glass. Xie Yunxiao then said: "This wine in Sichuan is indeed different from that in the Central Plains!"
The young man's expression didn't seem to change at all, but the horror in his heart was indescribable.
He looked at Xie Yunxiao. He was obviously an ordinary person, but he was not affected by him. There was only one possibility. Xie Yunxiao's cultivation level was far superior to his. There was no way he could tell that Xie Yunxiao was Yun Xiao's cultivation.
"Who are you?" the young man asked.
Xie Yunxiao said: "A foreigner who has just arrived in the middle of Shu!"
"Why do you have to listen to Emperor Wang's story?" the young man asked again.
Xie Yunxiao said: "Your Excellency is asking a question. If you want to listen to a story, you naturally want to hear a story. Why else?"
When the young man heard this, his expression couldn't help changing. After a while, a smile appeared on his face and he said: "Since you are so interested in Wangdi's story, I will also listen to it!"
Xie Yunxiao said: "You can't force this. If you don't like to hear it, it will be torture!"
"It doesn't matter. Although I am from Shu, I have never heard of Emperor Wang's story. How can I not listen to it when I have this opportunity today?" said the young man.
Yes, how can I not listen carefully? "The young man said.
