Chapter 950 Clouds cover the sun and swallows return to their nests (2)
"This man! Please come in!"
"Well, find a seat."
"Okay! Let's take a seat here! Master, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"
"Longjing before the rain, let's make some pastries."
"Okay! A pot of Longjing before the rain! A plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, water chestnut cake, and pea yellow cake!"
"..."
In a teahouse not far from the Meridian Gate, the waiter walked out of a small partition facing the street with a long tail, while Wei Changtian gathered his clothes and sat down, looking up at the scene on the street.
The so-called "elegant seats" are just "semi-open" seats separated by screens. They are not very private and allow him to observe the surroundings at any time.
This teahouse is only one street away from the Meridian Gate where Jing Guoqing is waiting for his "lecture". Sitting here, you can just watch the goings on over there.
It's just that it's still early, so there are only a few imperial guards on the tall city wall, so there's nothing unusual for the time being.
"This master! Your Yuqian Longjing!"
Enthusiastic shouting soon started again. The shop assistant quickly placed a pot of tea and three plates of cakes on the table, and then poured another cup of tea for Wei Changtian.
"Master, please drink slowly! If you need anything, please call me anytime. Our shop doesn't charge much for refilling tea!"
"Um."
He nodded and casually threw the one penny that Cui'er had just given him this morning to the shop clerk. Wei Changtian said two words expressionlessly.
"tips."
"Oh! Thank you! Thank you!"
The shop assistant hurriedly caught the money and thanked him profusely.
His monthly income is only four yuan, which is naturally a huge windfall for him.
He bowed and exited the partition while thanking him, and soon the shop assistant happily continued to greet the customers.
Wei Changtian looked out the window a few more times, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
The entrance is slightly bitter, the aftertaste is very weak, and the taste is average.
Wei Changtian curled his lips and put down the teacup. He didn't order a pot of more expensive tea to taste it, but just changed to a comfortable sitting position and began to be in a daze.
Yes, he came here in advance for nothing else, just to "occupy" a favorable position in advance and observe the defense situation at the afternoon gate.
As a result, I didn't expect it to arrive too early, so I had to wait...
Just like that, while drinking tea and eating snacks, I watched the people passing by on the street in boredom.
Almost half an hour later, when Wei Changtian gave a comprehensive score of 63 to the 128th young lady passing by, a burst of shouting suddenly sounded in the teahouse.
"Look! Mr. Zhang is here!"
"Finally! Which section should we talk about today?"
"Hey, have you forgotten this? It's time to talk about how Wei Yanluo killed Lu Hongji!"
"Yes, yes! Yesterday, Mr. stopped half of what he was talking about, which kept me awake all night!"
"Forget it, if that's the case, how could you have forgotten where you mentioned it?"
"Isn't it because I didn't sleep well and my mind is confused..."
"..."
As a storyteller with a folding fan in his hand approached the teahouse, many teagoers immediately started talking with excitement on their faces.
But listening to these conversations, Wei Changtian couldn't hold his nerve.
Damn, why are you talking about yourself again???
Last time I returned to Yongding City, when I was shopping with Yang Liushi and others, I heard a storyteller talking about his "history of evil deeds."
As a result, we were still talking about it when we got to Daqian??
Why is he so popular because of what he does??
More importantly, you can forget about me telling stories, but at least try to be more realistic!
How did I kill Lu Hongji... I don’t even know how Lu Hongji died!
Turning to look at the storyteller who was already sitting in the hall, Wei Changtian complained for a long time but also became a little curious.
It's not that he thinks this person knows something inside, he just wants to hear how the other person made it up.
Then, Wei Changtian saw the storyteller clear his throat, then slapped his folding fan and said loudly:
"Dear guests! Let's book the next chapter!"
"The last book mentioned that Emperor Lu Hongji of the Great Hui Dynasty led several masters to attack Fengyuan at night, intending to go straight to Huanglong and take the lives of the woman named Xu from Xinfeng!"
"You must know that this Lu Hongji is not a simple person. Not only is he the emperor, he has broken through to the second level earlier, and the Emperor's Sword on his body is also a peerless magic weapon!"
"There are also many masters he brought this time, each of whom also has extraordinary abilities..."
"..."
His voice was full of emotion and his saliva was flying, and before he knew it, the storyteller had been talking for half an hour.
And perhaps because "literary creators" all over the world have the problem of "filling in the water", he still hasn't talked about how Wei Changtian killed Lu Hongji.
The tea-goers in the room didn't think anything of it, they just listened with great interest.
But Wei Changtian was impatient to wait.
Good guy, this damn thing is too watery!
You should hurry up and get to the point!
If it weren't for the fear of arousing suspicion, Wei Changzhen would have rushed up and slapped the storyteller twice.
Of course, he definitely couldn't do this, so he could only hold his breath and continue listening.
Then almost another quarter of an hour passed, and as the storyteller's voice became more and more excited, it seemed that he was finally getting to the point.
At this time, not only all the tea drinkers in the teahouse were holding their breath and widening their eyes, but even Wei Changtian looked attentive.
But in fact, according to normal circumstances, the more "climax plot" this kind of thing is, the more the storyteller has to sell it.
And this is indeed the case. As the storyteller was speaking, he raised his hand calmly and shook his head. It is estimated that he would soon slap it down and declare it "out of chapter".
But the next moment, before the awakening wood fell, the Meridian Gate not far away slowly opened with a loud "rumbling" sound, and immediately countless golden-armored forbidden troops rushed out from it.
...
...
"Leave quickly!!"
"Don't stay on the street! Leave quickly!"
"Anyone who is still lingering on the street after a quarter of an hour will be regarded as a traitor!"
"Ta da da! Ta da da..."
But in just a moment, the streets that were still busy with people were filled with the rapid sound of horse hooves and roars.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Most of the pedestrians on the street ran away from the street, closed their stalls and went home, or took shelter under the eaves of the street shops and whispered to each other.
"Master Jun, what's going on?"
The shopkeeper of the teahouse didn't know what was going on, so he hurried out, approached a forbidden soldier who was guarding the door of the teahouse, and asked, "Why do we have to clear the streets suddenly?"
"Your Majesty will personally recite the proclamation to quell the rebellion at the Meridian Gate in the afternoon!"
The imperial guard glanced at the teahouse owner, and he must have been ordered to say that there was no need to hide it at this time, so he answered in a deep voice.
As soon as he said these words, the teahouse immediately became noisy.
"What? Your Majesty is going to the Meridian Gate to recite the proclamation in person later?"
"What the Forbidden Army said is still false!"
"Oh, then we can just take a look at the dragon's face!"
"Speak as if you can see clearly."
"I...I can't see clearly, but I can always hear the holy sound!"
"Too......"
In an instant, the excitement in the teahouse was several times greater than when the storyteller appeared just now. All the teahouse guests looked excitedly at the Meridian Gate, and it seemed that Jing Guoqing was already standing there.
Among them, Wei Changtian was the only one whose expression remained unchanged.
"Xiao Er!"
Waving his hand to summon the shop assistant who had just greeted him, Wei Changtian took out a five-tael silver ingot from his arms.
"While the street is still being cleared, go to Wu Fang Zhai at the corner of the street and buy three boxes of mung bean cakes. The rest will be your reward."
"ah?"
The store clerk didn't expect that Wei Changtian would send him to buy something at this time, and subconsciously wanted to shirk it.
But when he saw the white silver ingot, he couldn't help but asked in a low voice:
"Master, can you wait until the Imperial Guards leave to buy the little one?"