It's near Xu time.
The night is getting dark.
From this moment on, the lights of thousands of houses in Juyang City became brighter and brighter.
There are more and more people traveling with their families on the bustling streets.
There was a vague trend of people being killed one after another.
For a while.
The cries of vendors along the street became louder and louder.
The sounds of children playing and laughing became louder and louder.
The soft voices of women and girls became more and more clear and sweet.
The voices of scholars and talented scholars reciting poems and composing poems became increasingly loud and audible.
Thousands of people and thousands of words gradually gathered into a thick atmosphere of human fireworks.
The remaining darkness in Xu Yi's heart was constantly washed away.
On the bustling street, in front of the water basin mutton stall.
After a bowl of mutton in a basin, two steaming pancakes and three cups of market wine.
Xu Yi suddenly felt a warm, but indescribable feeling of comfort gushing out from all over his body.
It was as if the depression and darkness of the past few days had been washed away by the rich and pervasive smell of human fireworks.
'Huh~! ,
Xu Yi stood up slowly, exhaled a heavy breath, and then said goodbye to Li Shixin and left.
Arriving soon.
Yang Xian'an, who followed closely behind, frowned and looked at the street ahead.
Perhaps because it was approaching the New Year's Eve, there were particularly many people on the street in front.
If something unexpected happens here.
No matter how powerful the Wenxin Baiwei and the Chixinwei are in martial arts.
I am afraid it will be difficult to cross the crowded streets in the shortest possible time.
Thinking about this.
Yang Xian'an couldn't help but quicken his pace.
"Master Liu, there are too many people."
"Let's find a resting place to rest for a while."
Yang Xian'an walked quickly to Xu Yi's side and asked with worry on his face.
"good."
Xu Yi gradually stopped after hearing this.
Even though he knew that there were several Wenxins around him to protect him.
But seeing the worried look on Yang Xian'an's face, he finally nodded slightly in agreement.
"Master Liu, what do you think of that teahouse?"
Yang Xian'an couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then raised his hand to point to a teahouse not far away.
Xu Yi looked in the direction of Yang Xian'an's finger and saw that the teahouse sign was called a teahouse.
"A teahouse? This shop is quite interesting."
Xu Yi couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this, and then walked towards a teahouse.
After a while.
Xu Yi and Yang Xian'an passed through layers of crowds and finally arrived in front of the door of a teahouse.
"Please come in, guest officer."
As soon as Xu Yi and Yang Xian'an arrived in front of the teahouse, a young waiter threw a cloth and hurriedly greeted them.
"Sir, do you think this is the lobby or the private room?"
The young waiter followed Xu Yi and greeted him enthusiastically.
"Is there a private room on the second floor?"
Xu Yi looked around quietly, and when he saw that the lobby was already full of people, he asked.
"Yes, sir, please come upstairs. Please come upstairs."
The young waiter's smile became more enthusiastic when he heard this, and he nodded in greeting.
"good."
Xu Yi nodded slightly when he heard this, and then followed the young waiter calmly towards the third floor of the teahouse.
'Bang~! ,
"Here comes the wine!"
Just when Xu Yifang reached the stairs on the second floor, a crisp gavel sound suddenly came from the lobby on the first floor. ….
Immediately following was an old but extraordinarily generous shout.
Xu Yi paused slightly when he heard this, then stood beside the stairs on the second floor and looked down slightly.
I saw a young man with gray hair sitting next to the three-foot-high platform in the teahouse lobby.
Mai man.
He was holding a fan in one hand and a gavel in the other, looking energetically at the middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper at the counter of the teahouse.
"Who is this?"
Xu Yi turned his head slightly and looked at the waiter in the teahouse next to him, feeling a little curious.
"The guest officer doesn't know something."
"The man in the audience is named Hu, and his name is Changgui."
"Among the three great storytellers in Juyang City, Mr. Hu ranks first."
"And the most important thing is that Mr. Hu just returned from Chang'an City not long ago."
"At least 90% of the guests in this hall are here for Mr. Hu."
Upon hearing this, the waiter in the teahouse immediately introduced him enthusiastically with pride on his face.
"oh?"
Xu Yi looked down again after hearing this.
I saw the teahouse owner in brocade clothes walking towards the storyteller Hu Changgui with a smile on his face and two jars of wine in hand.
[In view of the general environment, "Sir, do you think we can arrange for you to stay in the private room No. 1 in Tianzi?"
Seeing that Xu Yi seemed interested, the waiter raised his hand and made a sales pitch.
"Can."
Xu Yi looked in the direction of the teahouse waiter's finger, then nodded slightly in agreement.
The so-called elegant room No. 1 in Tianzi is naturally the best in the entire teahouse.
A full view of the lobby can be seen from inside.
Watch the fireworks outside the building.
Tens of breaths later.
Xu Yi and Yang Xian'an took their seats in the elegant room No. 1 in Tianzi.
"Sir, would you like to see what you want to drink? The shop has some good ones..."
After Xu Yi and Yang Xianan sat down, the teahouse waiter introduced them warmly again.
"Two pots of signature tea and some signature snacks are welcome."
Without waiting for the teahouse waiters to arrive one by one, Xu Yi interrupted with a slight wave of his hand.
"Okay, just wait a minute."
Seeing Xu Yi once again set his sights on the three-foot-high platform in the lobby, the teahouse waiter quickly excused himself with a wink.
'boom! ,
The waiter in the teahouse exited the private room.
On the high platform three feet below, the storyteller Hu Changgui drank half a bottle of wine, and then he was stunned again.
The huge tea house lobby has been completely quiet since then.
"It was mentioned in the last letter."
"His Royal Highness, King Yan, uses iron and blood methods."
"Form the four directions of the capital to shake the night sky."
"Then countless merchants rushed to help the victims outside the city."
"The great disaster in Guanzhong will be solved in just a day."
"Now! The book will be picked up from the previous chapter!"
'boom! ,
Hu Changgui held the gavel in his hand and slapped it hard again.
At the same time, his originally heroic expression instantly changed to one full of sentimentality.
When the old tea drinkers in the audience saw this, they knew something must have happened.
For a while, they couldn't help but cheer up.
The huge tea house lobby once again fell into deathly silence.
"Alas~!"
The sound of the alarm gradually dissipated, and a sigh full of vicissitudes of life slowly came out of Hu Changgui's mouth.
"The leaky house happened to be raining all night, the boat was late and there was a strong wind."
"The hemp rope only picks out the thinnest places to break, and bad luck only seeks out misfortune."….
"On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Chang'an will undergo a sudden change!"
"The howling cold wind makes people grow old!"
Hu Changgui raised the wine jar with a sad face and drank again.
'You straight bitch, old Hu, stop showing off! Say it quickly! What happened to the howling cold wind! ,
'That's right! Stop being so pretentious! Say it quickly, say it quickly! ,
'What happened on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month? Tell me quickly. I'll be happy to hear it and you'll be rewarded heavily. ,
'Man! Get a pot of fine tea and send it to Lao Hu to avoid getting drunk in a while! ,
The teahouse lobby, which was originally a lone voice, suddenly became chaotic as Hu Changgui paused.
What's more, constantly
Copper plates, broken silver and other objects were thrown towards the three-foot-high platform.
In the private room No. 1 in Tianzi on the second floor.
Xu Yi chuckled and shook his head, then took out several silver needles from his sleeves.
He never expected that one day he would become the protagonist in the storyteller's mouth.
"Sixth Master, do you see?"
Upon seeing this, Yang Xian'an glanced at Hu Changgui who was still drinking heavily downstairs, and then asked softly.
"It doesn't hurt to listen."
Xu Yi chuckled and shook his head, then pulled out several silver needles from the teapot, tea cup, and snacks, inspected them, and took them back.
'boom! ,
Then he took the silver needle back to the hem of his sleeve.
From the three-foot-high platform in the teahouse lobby, a clear and crisp sound of a gavel was heard again.
See this.
Xu Yi picked up a cup of tea and looked at it again with interest.
The lobby of the tea house is on a three-foot high platform.
Hu Changgui was stunned, and then looked around sadly again.
Wait until the noise gradually dissipates.
There was silence in the teahouse again.
Hu Changgui dropped the gavel in his hand, his straight back instantly crouched.
Immediately, the voice full of grayness and sadness resounded in the teahouse again.
"On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky changes in Chang'an."
"A howling cold wind came from nowhere and headed straight for the victims."
"Under the howling cold wind, countless tents flew into the sky."
"Countless victims have lost their last safe haven."
"Countless old, weak, women and children completely closed their eyes in this cold wind."
"This confinement lasts a lifetime."
"Obviously...it's obvious that the relief supplies that His Highness, Prince Yan, have worked so hard to obtain have arrived outside the city."
"Mingming...mingming only needs to persist for a day or two, and good days will come."
"But no matter what, the thief God doesn't want the beauty of adults."
"One can imagine how desperate the old, frail women and children who froze to death in the cold wind felt before they died."
"You can imagine how desperate the victims are who are still struggling in the cold wind and hell!"
"I miss my great Zhou Dynasty! I miss my majestic capital! How could I end up in this hell on earth! How could I!"
In the lobby of the tea house, on a three-foot high platform.
Hu Changgui stood up with a face filled with grief and indignation, Yang Tian shouted and asked.
However.
In the huge teahouse, no one could solve his confusion.
After more than ten breaths.
Hu Changgui sighed deeply, and then slowly spoke again: "Just when the outside of Chang'an City is about to turn into a swarm of ghosts!"
"His Royal Highness King Yan! He is here!"
"Jingzhao Yin is here! The three and six housekeepers, bookkeepers, and government servants of Jingzhao Mansion are all here!"….
"Even though they have been working for a whole day during the day!"
"But at a time when the victims are calling for help from the sky and the earth, and the earth is not functioning properly."
"They carried their tired bodies, steeled themselves, and braved the cold wind to walk out of the warm mansion! They rushed out of the city!"
"A whole night, from our Highness Prince Yan! Down to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion!"
"No one stopped, and no one complained!"
"It's precisely because of their appearance."
"That's why one night of cold wind only took away more than 4,000 lives!"
"Maybe it's because the house is leaking and it rains all night, maybe it's because the boat is late and there's a strong wind."
"Maybe it's the hemp rope that picks out the thinnest parts, maybe it's the bad luck that picks out the miserable!"
"Just when everyone thought the storm would pass and everything would be fine."
"The thief, God, seems to be a thief with an undying desire to make another misfortune!"
"This accident almost took away our King Yan."
"Alas~~!"
The words are over.
Hu Changguishen
With a deep sigh, he sat down behind the desk again, slapped away a jar of wine with his big hand, and then started drinking again.
This really made the audience anxious.
'Say it! Still drinking! Why don't I drink you to death! ,
'Lao Hu, be more numb! Say it quickly! Stop being so pretentious! ,
'Drink when push comes to shove! If you do this again, I won’t support you anymore! ,
'Lao Hu, hurry up! What happened? What happened to His Highness King Yan! ,
'Yes, tell me quickly, how is His Highness King Yan doing? ,
'You want to kill someone in a hurry! Give me two taels of silver! Is it enough! ,
'I don't have enough! I still have it here! I'm in a hurry today, so I'll give you everything I have! ,
'Count me in, I'll give you two taels, so tell me quickly! ,
In an instant, countless copper plates and broken silver poured into the three-foot-high platform like flowing water.
In the private room No. 1 in Tianzi on the second floor.
Xu Yi looked at Hu Changgui who looked like he was drinking water, but in fact his eyes kept glancing at the broken silver on the stage.
He shook his head quite dumbfounded.
"One day, with the knife in my hand, I can kill all the broken dogs in the world."
Xu Yi took a sip of tea, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and murmured in a low voice with a nostalgic look on his face.
"Sixth Master?"
"Do you want my subordinates to go..."
Yang Xian'an was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he raised his arm seriously and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"No, no, no."
Xu Yi was slightly startled when he saw this, then he chuckled and waved his hands repeatedly.
He doesn't want to cause someone to die because of a word of remembrance.
What's more, the person in the audience can be regarded as spreading his reputation to a certain extent.
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Yang Xian'an instantly lost the murderous intention in his heart and answered respectfully.
...
...
The lobby of the tea house is on a three-foot high platform.
However, Hu Changgui, who had just been knocked out of the gate of hell, saw that there was already a lot of money on the stage.
Then he was shocked again.
"Alas~!"
Hu Changgui sighed full of vicissitudes of life: "It's not that I'm greedy for your money, or that I'm addicted to alcohol."
"It's really what happened later. Every time I think about it, I feel deep pain in my heart!"
"You gentlemen, you don't know something. What happens next is really sad for those who hear it and sheds tears for those who hear it."…
"Okay! No more nonsense! Gentlemen, let's continue!"
The words are over.
'boom! , a crisp sound.
Hu Changgui wiped away the tears that did not exist, and then said sadly again: "After all, the sky has not given enough time to His Highness King Yan and to the victims of Guanzhong!"
"While everyone is waiting with hope for His Highness King Yan's rescue."
"The heating items shipped outside the city yesterday have been distributed."
"And it is absolutely impossible to obtain a large amount of heating items in the shortest possible time with the strength of merchants alone."
"Why is it difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice? This is it!"
"I don't know what kind of mood His Highness Prince Yan has when he returns to Jingzhao Mansion."
"I only know that at that time His Highness Prince Yan must be as desperate and helpless as the victims outside the city!"
"It's a huge court, filled with nobles and nobles, but no one helps him!"
"Dear guests, do you know why?"
Hu Changgui was shocked again, then looked around and shouted loudly.
The words are over.
The already silent teahouse suddenly became as quiet as a ghost.
"Dear guests, do you know why?"
"Is it because I don't know, or because I don't dare to speak?!"
Tens of breaths later, Hu Changgui asked loudly again.
Then the words fell.
Tea
The building was still dead silent.
"Hahaha."
"You all have concerns, so it is inevitable that you will not speak up."
"But I'm an old man alone, so let's talk about it happily!"
When Hu Changgui saw this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Have a laugh.
Hu Changgui said with a serious face: "The reason why no one dares to help His Highness King Yan! It's because His Highness King Yan is standing on the opposite side of everyone!"
"He stands on the opposite side of all corrupt officials and all the aristocratic families who crazily suck the blood of the common people!".
Ice tea is always there
