Helpers, this kind of people are the most common in the capital. They are of a higher level. They can consider themselves scholars, work as housekeepers for the rich and powerful, decorate their appearance, serve them, and are supported.
The most common and most numerous people are the people at the bottom who don’t have much culture.
They are better than the local gangsters who cause trouble everywhere. At least they know that they earn money to make a living. They usually help the boss when the boss has something to do, carry the sedan chair when the west has something to do, or are hired by the store to do some trivial tasks and get paid for their labor.
There are several helpers in this teahouse. They don't rely exclusively on this teahouse to make a living. They only occasionally receive news in advance and will wait here, get free tea and fruit points, and do things during the storyteller's breaks.
What to do? Help to brighten the atmosphere and retain guests.
Not forcing him to stay, but using various gossips to attract people to stay.
Just like now, after the storyteller finished reading the concluding remarks, he winked at the table next to him.
The young man at the table opened his mouth and said in a loud voice: "Sir, you are thirsty. Please let him rest for a while and then tell us again, okay?"
Some people are dissatisfied: "Now there is tea but no books. Just drinking water is too boring!"
The young man said: "Then let's talk about anecdotes. It's rare for everyone to get together..."
He stood up, looked around, and smiled: "Have you ever heard of Shuiyun Temple?"
Oh, is there any strange news in Shuiyun Temple?
I often come here to drink tea, so I know what the two people singing harmony are doing. Being asked by this person really aroused some people's curiosity.
"My family lives in a village near Shuiyun Temple. If you ask me this, does it mean that something happened to Shuiyun Temple?" The news was about eating steamed buns with human blood, so this was the first reaction of tea drinkers.
"What could happen? Shuiyun Temple is not far from here. Who in the surrounding areas hasn't heard of it?"
"Yes! Shuiyun Temple has always been very good at asking for children. Is there anyone in the capital who hasn't heard of it? Is it because of what happened yesterday?"
Immediately, some people thought they had enlightened: "Yesterday, there was a great ceremony at Shuiyun Temple. Did the great ceremony reveal something strange?"
"Ah, I went to yesterday's grand ceremony to watch the fun, but I didn't hear anything."
The helper who initiated this topic had a mysterious smile on his face: "You guys, you still know too little. Isn't Shuiyun Temple always very good at asking for children? His family is in Xingsheng Restaurant, which is about a few hundred steps away from this teahouse.
My little lady, I went to beg for a son yesterday."
Phew! I thought it was some kind of secret, but it turned out to be this?
Shuiyun Temple has always prayed for children to have miraculous effects. This is something that everyone in the capital knows. What’s the point of saying this?
Immediately, someone booed: "What's the point? Isn't this a common thing?"
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"Yes, I said, Wang Er, scoundrel, are you missing your wife? That's why you think this matter is interesting?" Someone even made a joke.
When others heard this, many laughed. What kind of status does a helper have? Several people made fun of the young people for fun.
This one said: "I'm talking about Wang Er, you are over 20, right? You don't have a wife at this age, are you thinking too hard now?"
The other one looked down upon him again: "You don't even have a wife, and you're just thinking about having a baby. Wang Er, it's useless for you to be anxious!"
Bang Xian was not angry at the ridicule of these people. He smiled as he watched the atmosphere being stirred up, and suddenly lowered his voice: "What do you know? Since I mentioned the matter of begging for a son in Shuiyun Temple, I naturally have a reason to talk about it.
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"I heard that the young lady of Xingsheng Restaurant was seen going to beg for a son, but she offered incense and refused to leave. She went to the back house and got in, and then she heard the lady screaming..."
He smiled with a lewd expression: "You know what it's called!"
"Not only did the lady keep screaming, but someone also spilled the dregs of the medicine afterwards. The person who happened to hear it was a doctor, so he picked up some and looked at it. Guess what? It's actually an aphrodisiac!"
As early as Wang Er Lezi said that the little lady is screaming, many people laughed. When they heard the medicine residue, many people came to their senses, and the whole teahouse became quiet. When he finished speaking, everyone in the silent teahouse stared.
After a moment, there was a loud bang, and several people rushed out of his seat, trying to grab him by the collar and beat him.
"Well, you little scoundrel, you are helping me beg for food. None of the neighbors here know about it. Everyone pities you and won't expose you, but you are not unethical in saying such a thing?"
"What kind of place is Shuiyun Temple? How can you allow you to talk nonsense here! I don't want your bad mouth anymore!"
"If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death!"
The anxious few not only support Shuiyun Temple, but also have female relatives at home who go to Shuiyun Temple to pay incense. After all, it is a famous holy place for children in the capital. Although not everyone can have a child after going there, it is true.
Some have had miraculous effects and have children. This is exactly the case for these families.
And with Wang Er's scoundrel talk, wouldn't the reputation of his own female family members be ruined?
How can these people agree?
Some people even chased me and beat me, scolding me: "You just ruined the reputation of the young lady from the Wei family of Xingsheng Restaurant. Believe it or not, they can go to the Yamen and sue you!"
The gangster Wang Er was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his hands. He ran around in the teahouse, shouting: "Stop it, stop it! I heard it outside Xingsheng Restaurant, and even they themselves
The guys at home are all talking about it secretly, and it has nothing to do with me!"
He shouted again: "There are a lot of rumors among the neighbors now. If we want to sue, they have to be able to sue us!"
At a table facing the street, Manager Zhou's face was ashen, and he was holding a tea bowl in his hand, which was clinking with his shaking hands.
When he heard what Wang Er Leizi said just now, he was startled at first. He was about to laugh, but before he could laugh, he suddenly got over it and panicked.
In Prince Lu's palace, except for the princess, whose status is stable, the other servants are vying for favor, and the stewards are also looking for ways to join their masters and make investments.
Manager Zhou took refuge with Chen Xuanshi. She was the daughter of a minor official. She had a beautiful appearance and a lively and lovely personality. She was very popular with King Lu recently. The only drawback was that she was one of his favorite concubines and had no children yet.
Because of this, Chen Xuanshi often went to various temples and Taoist temples to offer incense, and also went to Shuiyun Temple to beg for a child. He went there quite frequently to beg for a child. It would not be a good thing if this news spread.
Although King Lu was not the person who killed concubines like King Qi, when it came to this cuckolding issue, even if Chen Xuanshi was not killed, Chen Xuanshi would fall out of favor if there was even the slightest suspicion.
Needless to say, what would happen to a concubine who fell out of favor in the backyard of the palace?
Manager Zhou actually doesn't care whether Chen Xuanshi is alive or dead. What he cares about is whether Chen Xuanshi will harm himself if he falls out of favor!
If I had known this was the case, I would not have taken refuge in Chen Xuanshi!
That way, he still has a chance to choose someone else.
But the question is, who could have imagined that something like this would happen?
Staring at the helper who was still running away holding his head, Manager Zhou's eyes turned red.
This guy deserves to die for talking nonsense in public!