On this day, Baoyu and his sisters were invited to play in the garden.
When passing by a rockery, I suddenly heard Huan San's smiling voice: "Speaking of which, Gan Luo is really amazing. When he was just twelve years old, he was appointed as a minister by King Qin Zheng. He was almost like a cabinet member in the imperial court.
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Baoyu and his entourage stopped immediately, attracted by the story Huan San said, and followed the direction of the sound. They happened to see this guy laughing and joking with the little maid with an attractive story.
The damn thing is, halfway through, this guy stopped talking.
How is this possible? Isn’t it exciting?
"Brother Huan, why don't you talk anymore?"
Girls should be reserved, so Baoyu naturally raised his head and yelled: "What's the story behind, tell it quickly!"
"Sorry, that's all I know!"
Seeing Baoyu and a group of girls, Jia Huan's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, he spread his hands and said helplessly: "If you want to know, go buy a copy of "Young Heroes"!"
"What about "Young Heroes"? Why haven't you heard of it?"
Baoyu frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't fool me!"
At this time, in order to know the follow-up of the wonderful story, the girls couldn't help it...
Soon after, the boy next to Baoyu, Mingyan, took the five taels of silver raised by Baoyu and the girls and went straight to the Huiyou Bookstore not far from Ningrong Street.
"Shopkeeper, here are five copies of "Young Heroes"!"
Don't ask him how he knew the title of the book, and don't ask him how he knew the price. In short, Mr. Bao and the girls were in a hurry right now, and Mingyan didn't dare to neglect them. There were quite a few boys who wanted to take his place.
When he got five copies of "Young Heroes" and rushed back without stopping, a strange thought suddenly arose in his mind: Why did those young men in the Friends Bookstore look familiar?
How did he know that these were Jia Yun who came to study on their own from their clansmen?
At the same time, Jia Yun and the others also carried three taels of silver raised by the clan school. This was the money used by the tycoons in the clan school to purchase "Young Heroes".
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In a teahouse not far from Ningrong Street, a storyteller was exaggerating the tyrannical force and heroic spirit of the "heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties".
Today we happened to talk about the magical existence of Li Yuanba, and the storyteller shouted loudly: "Speaking of which, Li Yuanba is as skinny as a stick and has a head as big as a bucket. He has a standard sickly figure, but he is an anomaly with infinite strength..."
The tea guests were fascinated and excited after listening to it, which was similar to the plot of pretending to be slapped in the face when reading a novel. Although they already knew the content behind it, they could not help but feel excited and happy.
When the storyteller was stunned and the story temporarily came to an end, a young man at the window held the "Young Heroes" storybook in his hand, stood up suddenly and said loudly: "Li Yuanba is indeed powerful, but he is not a real character!"
This voice could attract all the guests in the teahouse. The sturdy young man was not timid and said loudly: "Even if Li Yuanba is real, he is just a fool with no brains. He was easily tricked by his brother."
Even if he is dead, no matter how strong the force is, what will happen?"
His questioning was quite reasonable, and it immediately set off a heated discussion in the entire teahouse.
"What this young master said is true. So what if Li Yuanba was the number one hero in the Sui and Tang Dynasties? He died so badly that he was called a coward. He was tricked to death by his own brothers. Ordinarily, he cannot be considered a 'hero' at all!"
"Yes, this young master said that Li Yuanba is not a real person. Is this true?"
"I don't know either. Who knows the specific situation during the Sui and Tang Dynasties?"
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The storyteller was stunned at first, his face looked a little ugly, he must have been ruined.
However, although the young man who spoke was not dressed gorgeously and was still wearing half-stale clothes, he did not come from an ordinary family and he did not dare to cause trouble for the teahouse.
He made eye contact with the teahouse owner, and when the tea guests' discussion subdued, he immediately asked loudly: "What is your noble opinion?"
"Nothing to say!"
The sturdy young man said frankly: "I just don't think it's interesting to praise Li Yuanba over and over again. There are many powerful young heroes in real history, and any one of them has much greater achievements than Li Yuanba. Why have I never heard of this story?"
The storyteller was speechless for a moment, but at the same time he felt a little more curious. He saw the changes in the faces of the tea guests, and he couldn't help but wonder: "I wonder who the 'young hero' that the young master mentioned is named and has any achievements?"
"Gan Luo, when he was twelve years old, he was worshiped as a minister by the First Emperor who had not yet unified the six kingdoms. He is also the prime minister we are familiar with!"
The sturdy young man's face was full of excitement and he said loudly: "As for his achievements, I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you. He helped Qin to capture more than a dozen cities from Zhao with one person!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole teahouse was in an uproar.
The tea guests all looked at each other. They had never heard of such a young hero's story before.
Being able to help Qin conquer more than a dozen cities in other countries at such a young age is indeed much better than Li Yuanba, who only knows how to play with a hammer.
Of course, the scholars among the tea guests have some impressions of this. At least Gan Luo's deeds are not fictitious and are recorded in relevant books of the pre-Qin Dynasty.
However, the pre-Qin period is too far away from the present, and there are no relevant romance stories circulating, so ordinary tea drinkers have little impression of it.
"Young Master Bo Wen Qiang Ji, can you tell me the story of this twelve-year-old Gan Luo?"
The storyteller was speechless for a moment. He was not a serious scholar. He had heard about Gan Luo for the first time. He didn't know how to answer the question. At the same time, he was more curious. He relied on his keen professional sense and vaguely noticed it.
This story of Gan Luo may become a new popular hot spot, so you need to know more about it.
Other tea guests followed suit, and even the scholars were full of smiles, intending to hear what Gan Luo's story was like.
"Haha, I can't take it seriously. I only learned about it from the story book "Young Heroes"!"
The sturdy young man laughed, took away the book that was not surprising in Yang's hand, and said leisurely: "I will borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and recite them to you as described in the book. If you like it, please say hello, and if you don't like it, just pretend you didn't hear it!
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After finishing speaking, he ignored the roar of applause from the tea guests, cleared his throat and spoke loudly: "Speaking of which, Gan Luo was born into a noble family, but he suffered a family change at a young age..."
The sturdy young man was dancing with joy and spitting. The tea guests were also very fascinated. They couldn't help but sigh along with the storyline: This Gan Luo is indeed a powerful being who can become the prime minister at the age of twelve. Not to mention his ability, let's talk about his intelligence.
People kept praising him, he was indeed a young hero!