Li Muchian thought for a moment: "The number one scholar is all a literary star. At that moment, he is the master who all the emperors and relatives are vying for. Nine times out of ten, he is the prince-in-law. You see, isn't that what storytellers and opera singers say? ..." His voice was a little loud, which caused the two scholars next to him to look sideways. Li Muxian then joked: "If a scholar gets the top prize in high school, he can also become a prince-in-law."
The two scholars lowered their eyebrows and smiled lowly: "The Taoist priest can actually joke. I don't know if he can pass the provincial examination. No matter there will be spring and palace examinations later, how can everyone be the number one scholar?"
"That's not entirely true, you two poor Taoist temples..." Li Muchian was about to fool him, when one of them quickly waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Taoist Master, please don't count on us two, we are short of money."
Only then did Li Muxian notice that Liang Liang was dressed like a loser, and what the other party said clearly revealed his thoughts. He knew there was nothing to gain, but he still encouraged him: "General Xiang Ning has a lot of talent... Who knows? The two of them will definitely not be the number one scholar in high school in the future, and they will no longer be the emperor's consort..." As he said this, he suddenly felt that Chang Yu's eyes next to him were getting sharper, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, how could he have forgotten this? The consort...that is Princess Kunxing's husband. The common people can just say this in a cheerful manner. How can I chew my tongue? What's more, in front of the eunuch, I can't help but raise my hand and give him a slap in the face. , the scholar was very surprised when he saw it: "Taoist Master, this is..."
"I guess I feel like I'm short of mouth," Chang Yu said with a laugh: "It's a random arrangement, and you're just trying to get the number one scholar and be the prince's consort with your mouth open and shut. What nonsense..." Unexpectedly, the two scholars were not happy after hearing this, "You are such a childish person. You are not too young, how can you talk about your master with such no rules..."
Uh... Chang Yu was speechless at once, and the two scholars refused to give up: "It's okay not to respect teachers and value teaching, but how can it be nonsense to take the first prize and become the prince's consort? It has happened in all dynasties..."
Hey, he admitted that Chang Yu didn't respect his teachers, but if you tell me about the number one scholar becoming the prince-in-law, then I have to explain it to you, so he smiled lightly: "Dare you ask these two scholars?" , which number one scholar in the past dynasties became the prince-in-law?"
They were bickering here, attracting the attention of the tea drinkers at the nearby tables. Most of the tea drinkers in this kind of tea shed were porters, who loved watching the excitement and listening to stories. They were already curious about the identities of Taoist priests and scholars, but when they heard about it, they were surprised again. The number one scholar, the Prince Consort, suddenly became interested. They didn't even hear about Mr. Shu's storytelling, so they all gathered around to see the excitement here.
The two scholars were stunned when Chang Yu asked, and they really couldn't remember it for a while. One of them was smart: "Chen Shimei of the Song Dynasty, didn't he just win the No. 1 Scholar, then recruit the prince-in-law, and finally be beaten by the Baolong Tu?" Woolen cloth".
"Yes, that Chen Shimei is really a heartless person..." Everyone onlookers agreed, even Li Muchian nodded, Chang Yu curled his lips: "You also believe this?"
"Why don't you believe it? There are books to prove it," the scholar said.
Chang Yu laughed: "What book?"
""Zeng Xiang Bao Long Tu Judges Hundreds of Public Cases"" The scholar looked proud, but Chang Yu almost laughed to tears after hearing this: "Scholar, scholar, you are a scholar in vain, it is just a interpretation. Are you still a history book?"
The scholar was startled, then blushed. When he saw the expectant eyes of the audience, he was about to argue with Chang Yu, but the little Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "The various deeds of Bao Heizi are due to the Song Dynasty people's interest in Yuan opera. In this dynasty, they were used in various interpretations After hundreds of years of embellishing the story, the truth has long been lost. Let’s not say whether those public cases are true or false. It is pure nonsense to say that the number one scholar Chen Shimei was the number one scholar. In the end, there was no number one scholar named Chen Shimei in the two Song dynasties! This is documented in history. Check it out, if the scholar doesn’t believe it, he can check it out.”
Uh... the two scholars looked at each other in surprise: "This... have you checked?"
Chang Yu smiled: "No!"
"Then you..." The scholar became a little angry, and Chang Yu laughed again: "But Pindao has read Bao Long Tu Bai Jia Gong An, and I am sure that neither of you has seen it!"
The two scholars' faces turned red: "How can you be so sure?"
"Because the romance of Bao Longtu Gongan is completely different from the folk story. In the book, although Chen Shimei is the number one scholar, he is not the consort, and the second Qin family is not named Qin Xianglian."
In fact, Chang Yu has never read the book Bao Longtu Gongan, but he knows that it was not until the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty that Chen Shimei was used as the consort, and in "Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses", "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" and the opera "The Case of Guillotine Beauty". The Qin family was named Qin Xianglian. However, the various slanderous koan novels of this period did not mention Chen Shimei as the consort at all, but the folk rumors and storytellers seemed to believe it.
Seeing the two scholars blushing and speechless, the spectators praised the eloquent little Taoist priest endlessly, which attracted all the teagoers in the tea shed to gather around, leaving the storyteller alone to look this way in embarrassment.
"The little Taoist priest, is there any number one scholar who can be the prince's consort?" someone asked.
Everyone looked at Chang Yu curiously, even Li Muxian.
"Of course there is, but there is only one so far." Chang Yu picked up the herbal tea and drank it all in one gulp. Everyone urged him to tell him quickly, which champion is he, and from which dynasty and generation?
"Since ancient times, Zheng Hao, the number one scholar during the Xuanzong period of the Tang Dynasty, married Xuanzong's beloved daughter Princess Wanshou to become his consort, and his matchmaker was Bai Minzhong, cousin of the great poet Bai Juyi at that time! Chang Yu raised his voice and said lightly, and the crowd onlookers were in an uproar: " Hey, there is still the number one scholar and his consort. Hey, this is really a great blessing. Double happiness. He is both the number one scholar and his consort. What a great official! ".
"What a blessing?" Chang Yu curled his lips and said, "How big an official is he? He's the Prince Consort."
"What kind of official is that? Is it a big one?" someone asked.
"Do you know, scholars?" Chang Yu looked at the two scholars. The two men finally had a chance to talk. He cleared his throat and said, "I know that the Prince Consort has been around since the Western Han Dynasty. Together with the Commander of Fengche and the Commander of Qidu, The lieutenants are collectively called the three captains."
"What kind of official is that?" The tea guest was very curious, and the two scholars couldn't explain. Chang Yu said with a smile: "They are the driver, secretary and bodyguard of the emperor. To put it bluntly, they are the driver, handyman and bodyguard. They are all empty titles with no actual duties, they are just honorary titles. From the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Prince Consort only referred to the emperor's son-in-law."
"Ah, it turns out it's just a false name. How big an official do you think it is? Hey, this little Taoist knows so much."
"But even with a false reputation, he is still very rich. He is the emperor's son-in-law. What a blessing..."
"I don't know if I am blessed with great luck, but I only know that the lifelong wish of the number one scholar Zheng Hao after he became the consort is to kill the matchmaker Bai Minzhong!" Chang Yu said with a chuckle.
Everyone was surprised and curious as to why.
"Just because Zheng Hao had an engagement with the daughter of the Lu family before he won the first prize. After winning the first prize, he immediately went to marry the daughter of the Lu family and was intercepted by people sent by Bai Minzhong on the way... He had no choice but to take Princess Wanshou, and became passive He is as heartless as Chen Shimei. To be precise, he is more like Chen Shimei's prototype..." Chang Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Besides, throughout the ages, whether it is a royal family or an ordinary family, the son-in-law who stepped in on the door has had a good life. , how can he not hate it!"
Oh, that's true. Everyone nodded and talked endlessly. Some scolded Bai Minzhong, some pitied Zheng Hao, some felt sorry for the daughter of the Lu family, and some praised the little Taoist priest for being knowledgeable and knowing more than a scholar...
The two scholars felt disappointed and hid their faces and walked away. Seeing the admiring looks on the faces of the tea guests, Li Muchian, who was also looking at Chang Yu with adoring eyes, cleared his throat, straightened his posture, and was about to fool around. I was alone, but I saw the storyteller coming: "This fellow Taoist is a good talker, why don't you come over and tell everyone a good story?"
Um... Chang Yu and Li Muxian looked at each other, feeling guilty and embarrassed. The storyteller's words sounded very polite at first, but in reality they were here to punish me. You have stepped over the line and messed with me. Everyone is a gangster. , It’s not authentic to just eat for a living.
Li Muxian quickly stood up and cupped his hands and said: "My little disciple is naughty and makes irresponsible remarks. Sir, don't blame me. Please continue. What did you just say come from..." The onlookers saw some clues and hurriedly cheered: "What did you just say? It’s on…”
Someone shouted: "Speaking of how Li Chuang broke into Kyoto alone, no matter how the eunuch mobilized various people to round him up, nothing was found...right, sir, please continue."
The storyteller borrowed the donkey at the foot of the slope and chuckled: "That's right, back then Ren Tu also created Li Chuang's camp, which was a huge slap in the face. This time, Li Chuang was able to regain his composure and hit the court and people with his backhand." Tu's face..." Just as he was talking, he glanced casually and saw that the big and small Taoist priests were gone.
