"...The scholar was passing by Panlong Ridge, and suddenly there was a heavy rain..." Inside the teahouse, the storyteller held a fan in his hand and told ghost stories vividly.
The content of the story is about a poor scholar who was on his way to take the exam and had to take shelter in a nearby shabby house due to heavy rain. As a result, he encountered a monster and was almost eaten, but he was lucky enough to escape.
The storyteller spoke vividly, and the tea-drinking guests in the store were also fascinated by it.
Jia Zhengjin sat in the corner and yawned boredly.
I've been sitting here for a long time, but I haven't seen anyone discuss the matter of Xuan Guo's unification of the world. The storyteller has no idea of telling that period of history. I guess ghost stories are more profitable.
That's right, after all, it has been seventy or eighty years, and now that the world is at peace, who would go back and talk about those things during the war?
But he came here to get information, not to hear ghost stories.
After thinking for a moment, he called the waiter over.
"What are your orders, sir?" the waiter bent down and asked with a white cloth on his shoulders and a smile on his face.
"Here!" Jia Zhengjin threw a silver ingot onto the table.
"Sir, are you...?" The waiter was startled and did not dare to reach out to take the money.
"Rewards to the storyteller, I want to hear other stories." Jia Zhengjin said with his head tilted.
"This is too much..." The waiter swallowed hard.
"This is the first time I heard that the rewards are too high!" Jia Zhengjin yawned, "I almost fell asleep listening to the ghost story. Hurry up and ask the storyteller to change the story. I have a lot of money!"
"Hey!" The waiter in the shop picked up the silver ingot and asked respectfully, "Sir, what story do you want to hear?"
Jia Zhengjin pretended to be thoughtful, and then said: "I like to hear the story of Xuan Guo's unification of the world. Ask the storyteller to tell it in detail from the beginning of Xuan Guo!"
"Okay!" The waiter turned around and went straight to the storyteller.
He stopped the storyteller, whispered a few words in his ear, handed over the silver ingot, and pointed to Jia Zhengjin.
The storyteller looked at Jia Zhengjin with a puzzled expression, then said a few words to the waiter and put away the silver ingot.
But instead of changing immediately, he continued the ghost story just now.
The waiter returned to Jia Zhengjin, bent down and said respectfully with a smiling face: "My guest, Mr. Cao thanks you for the reward. The ghost story is coming to an end and must be finished before we can change it."
"Yo! You have such a good character? You have to say it after giving so much money?"
"This is Mr. Cao's insistence!"
"How long will it take?"
"It's almost here!" the waiter said respectfully, "Please wait a moment."
"Go on, go on!" Jia Zhengjin waved his hand and asked him to go back to work.
The storyteller surnamed Cao insisted on finishing the ghost story, then drank some water and took a short rest: "A guest rewarded me with a silver ingot and wanted to hear the past events of the previous dynasty. I will write a book here. Xiliang Hanqi Wu Tanggao
, the blood is flowing in the thirteen states, Xuan Nu's army is still in its infancy, but it has not wavered in seventy years!"
"Okay!!" The guests listening to the book cheered loudly.
"The world was in chaos, and Zhou was unified! Then the hero died, and Zhou Cheyang succeeded to the throne, losing his country. General Cheng Shun rebelled, hanged Cheyang, killed loyal ministers, changed the country's name to Xi, and ascended the throne to proclaim himself emperor. The world was in chaos.
The princes have risen up one after another..." The storyteller worked very hard to start from the situation when the Zhou Dynasty lost its kingdom and developed into a situation of seven kingdoms competing for hegemony. In a concise way, he summarized the changes in political power that have occurred in the past seventy or eighty years, especially the Daxuan period.
The rise of the country and the process of how Emperor Xuan unified the world.
Jia Zhengjin felt something was wrong when he listened, because the storyteller talked about the emergence of Xuanguo's power and mentioned that Emperor Xuan's surname was Yuan and his given name was Mu Ping. He was surrounded by generals Yang Shen and Lu Zhan, who had unparalleled military power. In particular, he mentioned that Emperor Xuan had a weapon in his hand.
The magic weapon given by God can ward off evil spirits and bring your wishes...
It took me a long time to figure out that the Emperor Xuan who founded the Xuan Kingdom turned out to be the cheap disciple I accidentally saved in this world seventy or eighty years ago!
And the Madonna of Fire Spirit next to her, the leader of the Fire Spirit Cult with the largest population in Daxuan Kingdom, must be Huo'er.
These two guys who were left here to fend for themselves actually unified the world? It's really speechless!
The most exaggerated thing is that after seventy or eighty years, they are all still alive, even Yang Shen and Lu Zhan are not dead.
Yuan Muching is at least ninety years old now, right?
Yang Shen and Lu Zhan are already over 100.
Emperor Xuan Yuan Muping is said to have abdicated long ago, and her grandson Yuan Qiao is now in power.
According to the storyteller, Emperor Xuan and Our Lady of the Fire Spirit went to the Dragon Palace more than ten years ago, leaving behind two generals, Yang Shen and Lu Zhan, as well as the Manchu civil and military assistant Yuan Qiao, who came back once every year.
By the way, why did they get involved with Dragon Palace again?
Could it be that the naval commander who helped Yuan Muping unify the world in Mr. Storyteller's story has something to do with the Dragon Palace?
Speaking of Dragon Palace, the first thing that reminded Jia Zhengjin was Princess Long Ying.
It would be even more coincidental if this naval commander was related to Long Ying!
In name only, they are still senior sisters!
However, now that Yuan Muching and Huo'er have settled in Dragon Palace, maybe it's because of Long Ying?
Could it be that they already knew each other's identities and therefore recognized each other as their masters?
Listening to the storyteller narrating the story of the founding of the dynasty, Jia Zhengjin sat on the edge of the bed, sipping tea casually, lowering his head and thinking.
"Here comes General Huang! General Huang passed by our Ning'an County!" The streets outside were suddenly beating with gongs and drums, and it was very lively.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
"General Huang passed by our Ning'an County!"
People on the street gathered one after another, looking forward to it.
Even the guests in the teahouse and even Mr. Cao, who was reading a story, came to the window and looked down.
"What's going on?" Jia Zhengjin looked at the crowd around him in confusion.
"Sir, I'm here to meet the founding general of the country, General Huang!" Mr. Cao said excitedly. "General Huang was originally a general of Qi State with extraordinary military power. Later he was defeated by Emperor Xuan. He showed his affection and reason. Finally, he was defeated by Emperor Xuan.
Sincerely surrendered and made great contributions to this dynasty! Now he has been granted the title of Marquis of Lingshan, and is respected by thousands of people!"
"Oh?" Jia Zhengjin turned his head curiously and looked out the window. On the horizon in the distance, an army was slowly approaching.
He slowly sipped the tea and wondered what this old general Huang, who was loved by the people, looked like.
The army was getting closer and closer, and the leader in front was a gray-haired old man with a frighteningly long beard that reached to his waist. He was sitting on his horse with a kind smile on his face, and he kept nodding to the people on the roadside.
"Pfft!" When the old general Huang finally passed under the teahouse window on horseback, Jia Zhengjin saw his face clearly and couldn't help but spray.
By coincidence, General Huang raised his head and waved to the people upstairs, and the tea hit his face accurately.
The scene fell silent instantly, and both the military and the onlookers were stunned.
"Bold!" Several lieutenants around General Huang were the first to react. They pulled out their weapons and prepared to go upstairs to get someone.
Unexpectedly, Huang Shao suddenly widened his eyes when he saw Jia Zhengjin sitting next to the window, and then shouted: "Don't be rude!"
Then he got off his horse and ran towards the entrance of the teahouse. It was completely unrecognizable that he was an old man with gray hair. (To be continued)
