Chapter 200 Storytelling (2)

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Dang, clang, clang, the horse pulling the cart also has a ring of bells around his neck.

Amidst the clear ringing of the bell, the curtain was slowly opened, and several women wearing veils and colorful clothes with corsets and tube tops first moved to the side of the car, and then lay down on the strong woman.

One by one, the strong women carried them into the restaurant and took them to private rooms on the second floor.

The eyes of the old man Zhu Yunxi and his father were fixed from beginning to end.

"The young lady is out?" The old man said to himself, "Is this...?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled and whispered, "It's just the brothel girls who come out to drink wine with their guests!"

"Ha, you've had enough fun!" The old man was still looking at the brothel girls coming out of the carriage, following their figures, and then suddenly glanced at Zhu Yunxi, "You know a lot? You know all this? You and I

Did you learn it? Have you been there?"

Zhu Yunxi was embarrassed, "Uh... my grandson also heard Li Jinglong say that!" Then he looked at Li Jinglong.

The latter understood it immediately and said with a smile, "The villain said it once when he went out for a walk with his young master!"

"It's better if you don't teach me some lessons!" The old man gave him a sideways look, "If we find out in the future, if you take our eldest grandson to a place like that, be careful of your dog legs!" As he said this, he followed the last brothel woman upstairs.

He stretched his neck and looked at it, "Out? This word is new!"

"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi laughed in a low voice, "Have you never heard of this term?"

"Hmph, we have done everything in our lives, except that we have never been to any place." The old man snorted, "Sex is like a bone scraper! Besides, we always think that place is boring!"

"That's right!" Cao Zhen then laughed and said, "There are so many good-looking women, just grab whoever you like..."

While he was talking, Leng Buding Guo Ying gave him a violent blow from below.

"Why are you quarreling with me? You're quarreling with me because you want to rob me, but you haven't robbed me before?" Cao Zhen squinted, "Back then, you were happy to rob anyone, but you also liked to rob other people's officials' wives. You said skinny skin would hurt someone!"

Guo Ying was so angry that she turned her face away and gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, a man's frivolous laughter and a woman's soft voice came from the second floor.

The old man's expression also became gritted, "Our hometown? Hehe, our relatives and neighbors in our hometown have never done this in our eight lifetimes. Even Liu De, the wicked and smoking landlord, never did this? Haha.

, what rules and etiquette were you talking about just now, huh!"

"You can't afford to be angry with such an arrogant villain. Just go back and tell Zhongdu Liubei and treat him!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and poured tea for the old man.

As they were talking, there was the sound of carriages and horses outside again, and a few arrogant young men in brocade clothes stepped in, chatting and laughing, and went straight to the second floor. Then the sound coming from the private room on the second floor suddenly increased in volume and was accompanied by

Waves of laughter and twitching.

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With two loud sounds, beads fell onto the jade plate, and the sound of pipa suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, at the window of the private room on the second floor, a figure holding a pipa was vaguely seen, singing softly.

"There is the fragrance of clover in the head of Madusha, and clouds and rain pass over Xiaoxiang. The east wind wakes up the hero's dream, it is either Xianyang or Luoyang."

Zhu Yunxi downstairs heard it clearly, "Grandpa Huang, is this your poem?"

This poem was written by the old man back then, and it was called Zheng Chen Zhi Xiaoxiang.

It was originally a heroic poem, but I didn't expect it to be sung by a singer.

"Yeah!" The old man nodded and said with a smile, "Damn it, our poems have become lyrics now?"

An opening poem came to an end, and the woman in the elegant room on the second floor slowly told a story to the accompaniment of the pipa, "But it was said that Lord Hongwu mobilized millions of troops to capture Luoyang and reached the Han family's hometown of Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture, when the great cause of the Northern Expedition was expected.

Suddenly I remembered the bloody battle with Chen Youliang, and my heart was full of pride..."

"What kind of storybook is this? How come we are included in it?" the old man asked with a frown.

"It was Lord Hongwu who was marching to the north!" Li Jinglong said with a smile from the side. "What is being sung is the story of your personal conquest, as well as the great achievements of the Northern Expedition! I don't know who did it, but it is widely spread. When I was in the capital, I heard that it was a good year.

At festivals, temple fairs and markets, there are storytellers telling the story, and the people listening to it are from three levels inside and outside. When they hear that you are victorious in every battle, everyone who listens applauds like thunder and cheers."

Zhu Yunxi also smiled and said, "Grandpa Emperor, the folk songs about your achievements are a sign of the people's love for you. Think about it, the folk tunes did not praise the emperors of Qin and Han Dynasty. Writing you into the tune shows the admiration of the people!"

The old man grinned and said, "You two don't have to say nice things. People can just sing if they want to hear it. We don't have that many things to do!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi smiled.

The old man was the most impatient with these tunes. He thought they were melodious sounds and once issued a strict ban. However, he couldn't help this kind of thing at all.

"But then again!" The old man said with a smile, "Common people can listen if they like, but if some poor scholar dares to use words to edit us, we won't tolerate it." After saying that, he snorted, "Those who are suffering from the plague.

A scholar who has no other abilities but spends all his time criticizing and criticizing Huaihuai is a very good person."

At this time, another singing girl's voice came from the second floor, "Master Hongwu came to Luoyang in person to reward the three armies and personally appointed generals. King Xu Da of Zhongshan was the commander, King Chang Yuchun of Kaiping was the general, and Marquis Guo Ying of Wuding was the vanguard..."

"Hehe!" Guo Ying suddenly grinned, "Why am I still there?" He said, leaning into the old man's ear, "Old boss, this word is really not made up. I was a pioneer at that time, wasn't I?

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Speaking of this, Guo Ying spat, "When we arrived in Tongzhou, everyone said we were going to attack by force. Only Xu Da and I said that everyone had come from afar and we would suffer heavy losses if we attacked the city by force."

"The next day there was heavy fog. I led a surprise attack with 3,000 cavalry. When the Tatars saw that there were only a few people there, there was a man named Tamerlane with 10,000 cavalry. They attacked from two directions and wanted to eat me."

"Can I make him eat it? Can he eat me? I just led people to run away, and the kid chased me, then jumped into the encirclement. Chang Yuchun led people to beat him up and arrested him alive.

Yes, I told him to keep him alive, but Chang Yuchun hit him directly on the head with a bang..."

"We know you are there!" The old man glanced at him, "What are you talking about?"

Guo Ying heyed twice and stopped talking.

Cao Zhen listened for a long time, then suddenly kicked Li Jinglong under the table.

"This...isn't...you kicked me...?"

"Why is there Guo Laosi but not Laozi in the play?" Cao Zhen said angrily.

Li Jinglong felt unjustly kicked and said with a sad face, "I didn't write it, how could I know!"

"Who is the one with the capital Qiongcuo? I skinned him alive!" Cao Zhen was indignant. "I don't even mention all my military exploits. Are you looking down on me or deliberately burying my achievements? My wife and I both shot in the capital city.

Yes, the maid of the Tatar Emperor..."

"Shut up!" The old man was listening in rapt attention and scolded, "It would be better without you. When was the first time that military discipline was broken, was it not you who initiated it?"

"No...it happens every time..." As he said that, Cao Zhen suddenly noticed Zhu Yunxi staring at him and quickly stopped talking.

No matter what Chang Yuchun is, he is the emperor's grandfather. Not Cao Zhen, who can use him as a shield.

Suddenly, Master Wang's laughter came from the second floor, "Happy, happy! Our Ming soldiers are so powerful that Emperor Yuan Shun fled away and went back to the grassland to herd sheep!"

"Hahaha!" echoed the laughter of the libertines upstairs.

"Speaking of it, since ancient times, there has never been an emperor like Hong Wu who had a difficult start and was victorious in every battle!" Someone on the second floor said, "What's even more rare is that his powerful generals are all from Huaihe!"

"To be precise, we are the majority from Fengyang!" Mr. Wang spoke loudly, and then sighed, "Hey, my grandfather also went to the army back then. Unfortunately, he was not good at bow and horse and could not go into battle. He came back without any success. He is an old man.

As long as we go into battle and fight, depending on my family’s friendship with Lord Hong Wu, there is no way that my family will be crowned as hereditary marquis!"

After the words fell, someone immediately said flatteringly, "Brother Wang, by the way, back then, did your ancestor really take out the coffin book and help Master Hongwu arrange the family's funeral?"

"Isn't that right?" Master Wang said loudly and proudly, "In the beginning, our ancestors grew up watching Master Hongwu. Master Hongwu's family was poor, and our ancestors often secretly helped him."

"That year, there was a funeral at Lord Hongwu's house, but there was nothing. Our ancestors couldn't stand it anymore, so we took out the money for incense and candles that we had prepared for ourselves a hundred years later, and gave him a clean room to use as a mourning hall."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Everyone upstairs praised in unison.

"Later, our ancestor told Lord Hongwu that this was not the way to go, so he asked my grandfather to personally send Lord Hongwu to Longxing Temple."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Everyone exclaimed again.

"I heard from the elders that at that time, Lord Hongwu held our ancestor's hand and acted as a godmother." Then he lowered his voice and said, "Everyone, let's put it bluntly. If our ancestor hadn't guided Lord Hongwu back then,

This road, tsk tsk..."

In an instant, the expressions of the people downstairs changed drastically.

You can say some things, but you can't say them in this tone.

The smile disappeared from Zhu Yunxi's face and he said to Li Jinglong, "Go up, tear his mouth open, and let him talk nonsense!"

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