June, Changjing.
At the midsummer solstice, the weather is hot, and the teahouse is the busiest at noon.
The storyteller on the high platform in the lobby on the first floor held a gavel in his hand and told the story in a cadence, and the tea-goers in the room listened with gusto as if they were there.
"... As soon as Nansang's army arrived, the five kingdoms of Darong, Longyuan, Lingjiang, Shangbei, and Fenglan were as if they had seen a wolf. They gathered across the border that day and attacked Wucheng, the first pass on the east and west borders! Six Kingdoms and Fifteen Although Dongpu only used 80,000 soldiers, he took advantage of the terrain and refused to give an inch. The scene was like a fierce battle of wolves, with countless casualties and extremely tragic!
The situation was stalemate, and both sides saw that the losses continued to expand beyond expectations. During this period, they each sent envoys and negotiated six times before the formation, but they all ended in failure! "
At this point, the storyteller was stunned and stopped to drink tea slowly.
The tea guests were startled by the sound of banging on the table, and immediately asked impatiently, "What happened next? Old sir, you can't be so pretentious to keep people's appetites. We all paid for the tea! If it weren't for listening to you, Next, who is willing to sit here for half a day? The tea at Changjing No. 1 Teahouse is not cheap!"
The storyteller put down his tea cup and said with a smile, "What I'm talking about is current affairs. If you want to hear more, you have to wait for new news from over there, right? Listeners, if you want to know what's next, come to the teahouse more often every day. .”
"...Aren't you kidding us? Be careful, I'll tear down your storyboard!"
"Don't be upset, everyone. There is no sequel to this story yet. There are other stories you can listen to. I make a living as a storyteller, and I have a lot of stories in my stomach."
"Okay, then tell us about the people on the nine-nation wanted list! Ever since Dai Viet removed the cross-border wanted order, I haven't heard from them for a long time!"
The storyteller's eyes flashed brightly, and he gave another heavy slap, "What a coincidence, I have the latest news about them here, so I will tell you all about them! I have a question first, are you aware of the wanted list? What are the origins of those eight madmen? They are not just from the place of exile!"
The four seats immediately fell silent, and the tea guests listened attentively.
On the railing of the corridor on the third floor of the tea house, eight heads were lined up in a row, all listening with great interest.
The storyteller below has begun to detail the origins of the eight fanatics. He speaks with nose and eyes, as if he is familiar with them, "Bai Xiaosheng, the owner of Wangque Tower, is known as knowing everything in the world. The leader of the Twelve Pier Gang has a big beard. , shipping terminals are scattered all over Vietnam. Doctors and poisoners are both invincible, moody and perverse, and enemies everywhere... But the craziest one is Su Jiuni. With half a moon-drinking knife, he is famous among all countries and is hated by nine countries. I want to die! The bun that Emperor Long Yuanguo disappeared in the middle of the night, hey, she cut it off!"
Hearing this, Du Bugui was not satisfied, "Boy Bai, the storyteller below is the old spy from Wangquelou, right? Find an opportunity to tell him that the leader of the eight crazy disciples is grandpa Du Bubugui, Ang, the eight crazy disciples, grandpa's age The longest, there are five madmen brought out by grandpa! There is nothing wrong with being ranked first! Let him focus on me, grandpa!"
This time, eight people came to Beijing. Except for the old man, the others were all girls.
The old man wanted to be first, but the juniors gave in with a sullen smile.
"We just got off the boat. Let's take a rest first and then go find Wei Li in the evening." Tianbao smiled and went downstairs first.
The group booked a private room at a nearby inn and came here after a long journey to recuperate before beating them more vigorously in the evening.
…
At night.
Palace lanterns were lit up everywhere in the palace.
The silver-armored Imperial Guards patrolled everywhere, with a murderous aura on their faces as they walked.
The emperor's palace was surrounded by heavy defenses, protecting the entire palace airtight.
Wei Li was wearing soft satin casual clothes and sitting next to the red sandalwood desk in the outer hall. He had just taken a bath, and his dark hair was half wet and draped behind his head.
The desk was lit with a lamp, and the unfinished memorials were spread out on one side. Wei Li held the purple wolf hair in his hand, but was unable to write another word. He kept turning his head to look at the open window.
"Your Majesty, you are restless." Ziyi teased.
He was not on duty tonight and was wearing casual clothes. His indigo robe was embroidered with crane patterns, looking calm and elegant.
Wei Li simply put down his pen and said helplessly, "How can I be willing to stop? I will be beaten later."
"The emperor should have known that he was going to be beaten if he beheaded first and then told later. It's too late to panic now."
"Uncle, you didn't even try to persuade me at that time."
"I have to persuade you."
One old and one young go back and forth, passing the blame to each other.
As their eyes met, a wisp of ghostly wind blew in through the open flower window.
Wei Li froze up and slowly moved his gaze away. He ignored the bickering and smiled towards the empty window, "Tianbao, you're here."
"Well, here we come." As the girl's clear voice sounded, a dark shadow suddenly appeared outside the flower window, and instantly appeared in front of the young man's eyes, with clear apricot eyes.
"...So fast." Wei Li swallowed, sighed, and closed his eyes as if giving up the struggle, "For the sake of my classmates, senior sister, please be gentle. There will be a court meeting tomorrow morning, and I will have a smile on my face. The injury doesn’t look good.”
"It's not me who wants to beat you, it's Bai Yu. Please beg him for mercy." Tianbao said, turning to the side, and black shadows appeared one after another in the flower window behind him.
The old man, Bai Yu, the three Su brothers, Wheat Sui and Bing'er.
The bedroom immediately became lively.
Ziyi looked at the people who appeared and smiled unconsciously. He stepped forward and pulled Old Man Du to open the tea table.
As for who the emperor was going to be beaten by, even the emperor held his nose and recognized it. Naturally, he, a subordinate, could not overstep his authority.
"It's so easy to come in today, Ziyi, the guards outside are not good. There are so many people, but no one noticed that someone has sneaked in." Old Man Du was waiting for his tea, and he was not idle at all, scolding the guards outside the palace. All over.
Ziyi made tea for him and said with a smile, "Knowing that you are coming, the emperor has already issued an order, ordering the imperial guards and guards not to stop you."
"This boy is so brave. He dares to face life and death?"
"It has to be big. Do you feel guilty? Only after being beaten can you feel at ease. Top-notch Dahongpao, can you close your mouth?"
The old man calmly flicked away a brocade shoe that flew out of thin air and said, "Another plate of peanuts."
"become."
The two of them were making tea and chatting for a while, but the red sandalwood desk was already in a mess.
Wei Li was pressed down and ravaged by everyone. His armpits and soles of his feet were both lost. He was laughing and twisting on the ground, and he didn't look like an emperor at all.
Bai Yu took the purple wolf hair from the desk, squatted in front of the emperor, pointed his nose at the handsome face, and discussed with a smile, "Draw a turtle or a tortoise?"
Wei Li said, "I don't want either."
"Then let's paint the turtle and the bastard together."
"...Baby, don't fall into my hands!" The ink made his face feel cold and his nose was filled with the scent of ink. Wei Li gritted his teeth and laughed.
Xiaomai Sui pinched his cheeks from behind and pulled them outward, "You dare to threaten me? Fifth Senior Brother, do you understand that you have offended the public? Stay calm and accept the punishment!"
Bing'er nodded heavily and helped her handsome brother's undried hair to prevent it from falling to the ground and getting dirty, "Public outrage!"
"..." Wei Li refused to accept his fate, changed his tone pitifully, and tried to use the strategy of mourning the soldiers, "Tianbao——"
The girl came from behind and appeared in his field of vision with cotton balls stuffed in her ears. "I can't hear what you said."
"..." But you heard me calling you, senior sister.
