Chapter 123 Storyteller, Gathering in the Imperial Capital
Author: Xiaobaibai’s
Chapter 123 Storyteller, Gathering in the Imperial Capital
But right now I’m just thinking about it.
After sketching the roof and doorway, Lin Ke was already exhausted.
However, it was getting late, and Lin Ke did not visit Chen An again to return "Yu Chu Zhou Shuo".
I can only wait until the next day to pay it back.
…
As time passed, a piece of news also spread in the streets and alleys.
In a certain restaurant, people at tables were chatting.
"Have you heard? The young master of Qi Shangshu and the young master of Lin Shangshu are competing!"
"What?! A fight between Shangshu's sons? Wouldn't that destroy the capital?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? As long as our Majesty is here, even if twelve ministers fight and break the world to pieces, our capital will be fine."
"Yes, let alone the sons of two ministers?"
"But we have to be careful when the time comes. If a fight breaks out nearby, we will suffer."
People at a certain table were chatting while eating and drinking, and at this time, the person next to them also intervened in the topic: "Their competition is not what you think, they have rules!"
It attracted a lot of people's attention at once.
Many people know that Qi Ye and Lin Ke compete, but most of them don't know how the competition works.
Now that I have heard about it, I naturally want to understand it.
"Don't you know? Their competition is divided into three categories: Civil, Military and Miscellaneous! There are directions under these three items, and each direction has a question."
"For example, at this time, the competition is about poetry in literature, coordination in martial arts, and painting in miscellany!"
"The directions have been decided, but the topic has not yet been decided!"
The man said excitedly: "The topic was decided by Mr. Lin Ke!"
"For example, the poems this time can be compared to spring scenes, autumn scenes, the bright moon in the sky, etc."
"Coordination, whether it is archery, horse riding, swords, guns, sticks, etc., is also possible!"
"For the last painting, I guess Mr. Lin Ke will probably be better than the cartoon!"
With such an example, everyone listening around understood it, and at the same time, everyone became curious.
Ask a question!
Solving a crime is like a crime. Mr. Shenlin comes up with questions, and then the competition begins!
Suddenly some good people started asking: "Can we go see it?"
It is the nature of people to watch the excitement!
Not to mention the situation where both are celebrities.
If you want to show your past life, for example, if Wang Sicong competes with so and so, there will probably be a lot of people watching.
What's more, he is the son of two ministers of the Great Wei Dynasty in this life?
Of course, the people also have their own thoughts about this competition.
For example, most people actually want Lin Ke to win.
Because they have something in common with Lin Ke... they are all cheap!
In other words, they are all being oppressed!
The vast majority of low-ranking people, as well as some ordinary and respected people, also felt that they would support Lin Ke.
The remaining people naturally supported Qi Ye.
"Of course you can go and see it!" The person who spoke smiled: "Master Qi Ye is an orthodox Confucian, he is polite and polite, and he quotes all scriptures when talking. He is really desirable."
The others looked at each other, but did not answer.
Although this person's intentions were somewhat unclear, everyone still felt a vague sense of deliberateness.
But everyone could still vaguely feel a sense of deliberateness.
Deliberately praising Qi Ye!
"Why, don't you think Mr. Qi Ye deserves to win more?"
The man said with a smile on his face: "Although Lin Ke has a lot of titles, he is so vulgar that he cannot be refined."
Everyone stopped talking.
There are not many people who can speak well in the market.
Moreover, it is indeed everyone's understanding that it is difficult for a lowly person to ascend to the upper echelons of society.
Even Jianji himself thinks so.
At this moment, an objection sounded.
"But we think, if you don't want to go to this elegant hall, then you can't go there."
An old man spoke slowly.
"Oh?" The person who just praised Qi Ye suddenly looked over with squinted eyes: "You think the elegant hall is not worth visiting?"
But the old man did not respond to him, but said to himself: "We are old, but you know, when I see a young and talented man like Mr. Lin Ke, I feel happy."
"But I think, as that sage or something said, it's okay for a turtle to wallow in the quagmire or for a phoenix to fly in the sky."
"So let's say, if Mr. Lin Ke can't get into that elegant hall, he might as well be happy wallowing in the quagmire with us!"
"Hey, Mr. Lin Ke's poems, Mr. Lin Ke's books, Mr. Lin Ke's paintings... these things cannot be found in elegant halls, but they are quite good in our thatched cottage or mud hall!"
The old man had a kind smile on his face, and the words he spoke made everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of recognition.
"Yes, yes! We are humble and don't have an elegant place to live in. How about we build a vulgar place?"
"Haha, you are so vulgar!"
"But what he said makes sense!"
"Yes, that's right! Why are these things only available in the honorable books? We, the humble books, are also orthodox among the people of the Spring and Autumn Period. Even Confucius didn't tell us not to read them!"
"But comparing Mr. Qi Ye to Mr. Lin Ke, I also like Mr. Lin Ke. If nothing else, I feel close to him."
"Indeed, it is said that Mr. Lin Ke has been tortured since childhood. He is very pitiful!"
"Yes, yes! Mr. Qi Ye has lived in luxury since he was a child. He cannot understand the hardship and hard work at all!"
Because of the old man's words, the diners around him began to express their opinions.
The person who spoke at the beginning couldn't help but narrowed his eyes when he saw this: "Where are you from?"
He looked at the old man, showing hostility.
The old man smiled slightly and said: "Bear book - storyteller."
"Huh, smearing the honorable person, do you want to go to the cell?" The man's eyes flashed.
"Have I ever discredited your honorable status?" The old man smiled and said, "I just like the humble status...Who said that liking the humble status is equivalent to discrediting the respected status?"
What a clear mind!
The people around me felt the same way at this time.
As a result, the old man still smiled and drank tea, while the man who just said he admired Qi Ye snorted and left the teahouse.
Seeing the man leave, the man who was drinking next to him spat hard: "You want to spread false news to make us hate Mr. Lin Ke, bah! How is that possible!"
"Yes! Mr. Lin Ke has helped us solve so many cases. In the past, no one from the government would even take a look at those cases."
"Moreover, Mr. Lin Ke even wrote poems specifically for us! Hearing the thunder in a silent place, how well he wrote!"
"He also draws comics and writes novels for us!"
"Yes, such cheap paintings and books. Mr. Lin Ke is the only one in the world."
"Yeah, yeah! Protect the best Mr. Lin Ke in the whole of China!"
Everyone was laughing and chatting, and many places in the capital were just like here.
Some people like Qi Ye, while others like Lin Ke.
The whole imperial capital was talking about the competition between the two ministers' sons, and the whole city was hotly debated.
In that store, the old man just now looked outside the room.
"Chen Pingping, why can't I contact you?"
"I received your favor back then, and now we must repay you."
"but……"
"Now that storytellers are gathering in the Imperial Capital, where are you hiding, Chen Pingping?"