"Although this storyteller is suspected of insinuations, if I take the initiative to punish him, it will look like I have a guilty conscience!"
"The storyteller didn't name him by name, and I got furious. Doesn't that mean he was insulted in front of everyone?"
"The person behind this is probably just waiting for me to get angry."
"When I get angry, I will play into the opponent's hands!"
Song Huan originally thought that the person behind this was using the storyteller's mouth to spread rumors and discredit him.
But suddenly, Song Huan figured it out.
The drunkard doesn't want to drink, what the other party wants is to be impulsive and angry!
If he were to accuse this storyteller on the street in front of the people, wouldn't his reputation and image be greatly damaged?
At that time, even if what the storyteller says is nonsense, it will be regarded as true by the spectators.
If this is the case, then the purpose of the person behind it can be truly achieved!
Lu Qianxue understood everything Song Huan said.
But as soon as she saw the storyteller's excited expression, spitting and flexing his teeth, she couldn't help but feel angry!
"Your Highness, I really can't stand the thought of someone spreading rumors and smearing you like this!"
"Even if what this person said are all rumors, and some onlookers are just watching the excitement."
"But just in case..."
"What if someone is right and take this as true?"
What Lu Qianxue said was not unreasonable.
Song Huan pondered for a moment, then asked the storyteller: "Brother, is this story you told a complete fabrication?"
"Is it true?"
Before the storyteller could open his mouth, the other spectators had already explained to Song Huan: "Didn't you listen to the storyteller?"
"This is the true story that happened in our Daliang!"
"Completely true, not a bit fabricated!"
"Oh..." Song Huan nodded thoughtfully, "Then I would like to know, where is this story in Daliang?"
"I heard people tell stories before, and they always explained the whole story clearly."
"Why is Yanggu County located in the east of Jing Yanggang, and Weizhou Jingluo is under the jurisdiction of Lu Zhishen..."
"At least you have to tell us who the protagonist is and where he lives, right?"
"This makes it sound more immersive, doesn't it?"
"Otherwise, it would be like listening to a book from heaven and we would feel nothing at all!"
As soon as Song Huan said this, he immediately aroused the unanimous agreement of the spectators.
"Yes, brother! Why do you talk like a fairy tale? You don't even have an origin of the story?"
"Although I don't know who the Lu Zhishen the little brother was talking about just now, he is right!"
"I just said that this story sounds weird. It turns out that it took a long time, but it didn't introduce the background of the characters to us!"
"Is this really true? I thought this was a storyteller borrowing folk stories to satirize something else..."
"..."
Seeing that everyone was echoing his words, Song Huan continued to smile and said: "Since the stories you told are true, brother, tell us the background of the story!"
The storyteller's cold sweat quickly ran down his face.
What is the background of the story?
Where does the background of the story come from?
It's all nonsense!
The whole story is completely fabricated!
Before going out to the stall this morning, a middle-aged scholar with an unattractive appearance found him and gave him a gold ingot without saying a word.
This person's request is very simple, as long as he tells this story for seven consecutive days, that will be enough!
For storytellers, this is a piece of cake.
What story is not telling?
Anyway, he originally relied on telling stories to earn a living.
What's more, by telling this story, you can get such a huge advantage!
The storyteller did not doubt his presence and immediately accepted the money.
This led to the scene just now.
It's just that the storyteller never imagined that there would be such a serious onlooker who would ask him for specific details!
How do you know these specific details?
The scholar who gave it to Yuan Bao didn’t say anything clearly!
The storyteller stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and hesitated: "This..."
"this……"
“This is the story of Qingshui County.”
However, the spectators did not buy his account.
"Qingshui County? Which Qingshui County?"
"There are countless Qingshui counties in Daliang, big and small! There are at least twenty!"
"You have to explain which Qingshui County it is from!"
The storyteller became more and more guilty. Faced with the questioning from the spectators, he could only hesitantly say: "Yes..."
"It's Qingshui County in Suzhou."
What he never expected in his dreams was that as soon as he said these words, an old man in the crowd opened his mouth and said: "Qingshui County, Suzhou?"
"I am from Qingshui County, Suzhou!"
"I have lived in Qingshui County for most of my life, and I came to Bianjing last year to join my youngest son!"
Unexpectedly, they actually met a local, and the crowd of spectators immediately became excited.
"Uncle, are you really from Qingshui County?"
"Who is this member of the Communist Party of China that the storyteller is talking about?"
"Yes, yes, you can tell us too!"
But the old man shook his head repeatedly: "I have been in Qingshui County for more than fifty years, and I have never heard of the Yuanwai family that the storyteller mentioned!"
"Our Qingshui County is a place with bigger eggs."
"If something happened, it would have spread throughout the country!"
"If this is true, there's no way I haven't heard of it!"
As he spoke, the old man asked the storyteller loudly: "Storyteller, what is the name of the family you are talking about?"
The storyteller was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his brain had no time to react!
Faced with the questioning from all the onlookers, he didn't have any dignity at all, so he could only immediately roll up his stall and run away as if he was running away.
Looking at the back of the storyteller who walked away gracefully, the spectators were slightly stunned, and then they all showed expressions of extreme contempt.
"Damn! Look at what he said just now, it turns out he's just a charlatan!"
"Other storytellers will either openly admit that it is a fabricated story, or explain the whole story clearly!"
"It's not like him. He hesitates and can't answer!"
"Aren't you treating us all as fools?"
"Thanks to that little brother just now for his thoughtfulness and his courageous speaking!"
"If it weren't for that, we would all be treated as fools by him!"
Song Huan slightly arched his hands and said with a smile: "Fellow folks, please keep your eyes open. Don't be fooled by this charlatan!"
"He dares to make up stories to deceive everyone now, and he will dare to defraud everyone out of their pockets in the future!"
"As the New Year is approaching, there are more and more scammers like this. Fellow citizens, please be careful!"
After Song Huan reminded him, everyone woke up from a dream and thanked Song Huan one after another.
Lu Qianxue on the side could not suppress the smile on her face and lowered her voice to Song Huan: "Your Highness, I really have you!"
"I didn't expect you to find a new way and come up with such a way to resolve this crisis instantly!"
