No one had ever thought before that the teahouse owner, who always acted dull and indifferent, could actually tell good stories.
In his few words of narration, he expressed Xiao Han's grief and indignation, the loyalty of his soldiers, and the cruelty and viciousness of the Turks in the simplest words.
After hearing that a team of 300 people had no choice but to hide in the abandoned town, the Turks who followed closely surrounded them, then piled firewood as high as a mountain, preparing to attack with fire and burn all the people inside alive. At death.
The young master sitting opposite had his fists clenched, and his handsome face was full of anger and worry.
At the critical moment when he heard about it, Chai Shao led a large army to attack and killed the Turks until they fell on their backs and were completely defeated.
The young master couldn't help but applaud vigorously, looking extremely happy!
"I knew that Xiao Hou would be fine! He is the second most powerful person in the world, second only to my father!"
Finally, after the middle-aged man finished speaking, the young man let out a sigh of relief, slapped the table in front of him and laughed!
However, his move caused the tea guests who were cheering along to calm down one after another, and then each of them looked at the teahouse owner opposite him with a strange expression.
"Ahem, what's wrong with you guys?" The sudden change in the atmosphere in the store made the young master feel a little uneasy. He put away his smile and looked around nervously.
At the same time, several of the guards who came with him also noticed something was wrong. Their strong bodies were tense, and their big hands with bulging veins crossed their waists intentionally or unintentionally.
"Haha, it's okay, they may think you are bragging." The teahouse owner suddenly looked helpless when he saw this scene.
He knew that those people were not doubting the young master's first and second most powerful words, but they were looking at his actions of slamming the table and breaking the rules, and wanted to see how he would react.
But how can I react?
Any rules can only restrain those who are weaker than those who set the rules. When meeting the young man in front of me, the rules that I had personally set were nothing! So he could only think of a random reason and excuse it.
"Oh..." The young master nodded in agreement, with a bit of suspicion in his smart eyes.
However, he did not continue to ask, nor did he argue with the tea guests around him. Instead, he just jumped off the stool, turned his back to the teahouse owner and waved his hand: "Your story is very good, I like it very much. If I have a chance next time, I’ll still come and listen.”
Seeing this, the middle-aged man stood up and bowed slightly to the young man who was already walking towards the door, smiling without saying a word.
"Hey, did the boss change his temper today?"
Watching eagerly as the young man jumped out of the shop under the protection of several men, a bald tea customer got a hot head for some reason and imitated the young man and slapped the table in front of him hard, shouting Said: "Haha, it's so damn happy!"
Well, it's really enjoyable, the pain comes faster than anything else!
The next second, a piece of bamboo chopsticks flew out from in front of the teahouse owner and inserted straight into the bald head's arm. The trembling bamboo chopsticks penetrated an inch into the flesh. The bald head screamed in pain and hugged him. His arms rolled on the ground, and bright red blood stained his clothes.
"hiss……"
The tea guests all took a deep breath, looked at each other, and immediately dispersed.
They stay here simply because news spreads fastest here! Now that I have borrowed the light of that noble young master and heard the ending, it is not suitable to stay in this dangerous place.
What if I pierce the wrong chopstick next time and pierce myself, it will be a huge loss!
In a moment, the originally crowded teahouse became deserted again, and all the teagoers who were watching the excitement left. Even the injured bald man was carried by his friends and ran very fast, without even daring to say a harsh word. Down.
"Scared people away again?" The green cloth curtain opened, and the graceful landlady walked in from the back hall, and came to the middle-aged man with a smile and asked.
The middle-aged man sighed softly, with a wry smile on his lips: "What if we don't scare them away? Just a little bit of news was released, and a huge figure was attracted."
"A big shot?" The landlady frowned slightly and sat on the middle-aged man's lap: "That young master are you talking about? Which prince is he the legitimate son of?"
"He is not the child of the prince." The middle-aged man was unmoved by the beauty so close at hand, still closing his eyes slightly and said: "His name is Li Chengqian, the eldest son of the current emperor, and the crown prince of our Tang Dynasty! "
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The latest news about the grassland came from a teahouse in Dongshi? This surprised many people in Chang'an.
However, where the news came from is obviously not the point!
The point is that the warrior team that touched the hearts of Chang'an is fine! And cooperated with Chai Shao to defeat the Turks in one fell swoop, killing thousands and capturing thousands more, creating another miraculous victory!
Therefore, when the news swept across Chang'an, everyone from the dignitaries to the common people applauded!
Even some of the sour scholars who had publicly denounced Xiao Han's gangster menstruation couldn't help but drink a few more drinks after learning the news, and then by candlelight, they wrote one obscure congratulatory article after another on paper. , looking for friends to share.
One of their friends got the article and asked half-jokingly: "Before I got married, didn't I hate it to the core? Why are I overjoyed now?"
Sour Confucian breathed out the smell of alcohol and laughed loudly: "I hate him to the core, because I hate him for killing too much, destroying his clan and family, which harms the harmony of heaven and earth! However, when I hate, I hate myself, and when I scold, I scold myself. It's all a family matter! How can my children allow foreigners to humiliate and kill wantonly!"
"Haha, these sour scholars have not lost their minds and know what is right and what is wrong!"
In the Ganlu Hall, Li Shimin, dressed in regular clothes, smiled with joy as he looked at the secret guard presented by Baiqisi.
As the most powerful person in the Tang Dynasty, the entire Chang'an was under Li Shimin's eyes. It could be said that no disturbance here could escape his discernment.
After reading the secret decrees about criticizing Confucianism and the people's reaction, Li Shimin picked up another piece of paper, read the content on it, and said to himself: "Fairness Tea House? It's also interesting! He actually came up with such a method, Jane Simply change the world's view of Xiao Han from a butcher to a hero! It's just that it was a little rushed at the end. This ending should be slowed down overnight and told the next day, and the result will be better."
Finally, Li Shimin put it down and picked up the last piece of paper, but this time, his expression changed: "Cheng Qian, the kid borrowed the excuse of going to Li Daozong's house to go to Dongshi? And found it there? Who is it? I told him these things!"
(Today is the college entrance examination. Coke sincerely prays for all the students. I hope you will be on the gold list and pass the exam!
The spring breeze brings joy to the horse's hoofs, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day! ! ! "
