Tao Manwu was calmly riding on the neck of a certain villain, looking into the distance, leisurely visiting the temple fair, and found that the guy with a fake name stopped and followed the line of sight, it was a thin young lady standing in front of him, timidly handing out a slender move. Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment, and took the trick from the hands of this skinny little girl, this kind of trick is a small means for Mr. Storyteller to solicit business, and roughly wrote a few sentences of the outline of the content of the storyteller, whether it is to say that the iron rider or the fireworks rice is divided or the ghost is in the tryst, the fragrance of wine is also afraid of the deep alley, in addition to the main stay in the wine shop tea shop, let the person who set up the stage go to the street to invite customers to listen inside, the size of the pomp is linked to the level of fame, some famous storytellers, often can hang out of the gold account outside the downtown restaurant, at the moment this is quite cold, only with a piece of paper with a scarlet poster, but what surprised Xu Fengnian is to recognize this little girlIt was the pair of grandchildren I saw in the secluded teahouse in the city before leaving Beiliang, the old blind storyteller drank wine and talked, and the little girl held an inferior pipa.

Xu Fengnian was even more shocked when he saw what was written on the Zhaozi, and he dared to tell the story of the thousands of miles of travel of the prince of Beiliang in Beimang City? Looking around, quietly looking at this little girl after handing out more than a dozen tricks, then carrying Tao Manwu on his back followed her into a relatively cold business tea shop, after sitting, asked for a pot of tea, really saw a vacant piece in the center of the tea shop, the blind old man habitually put a bamboo board and a bowl of turbid wine on the small bench, his granddaughter handed over the simple tricks, then trotted to the old man's side, carefully picked up the pipa, and whispered a few words to the grandfather who depended on each other, about the old man said that His Royal Highness the Prince of Beiliang, too fresh to shocking the world, handed out most of the tricks attracted real guests who were willing to pay for tea, so that the owner of the tea shop smiled, I am very satisfied with my vision. The blind storyteller took a sip of wine from the bowl, moistened his throat, and did not get to the point, but said aloud: "Today, Lao Er doesn't talk about the lingering tobacco and rice of men and women, nor about the spirits and monsters outside the world, but only says that the thousands of miles of travel of the son of Beiliang with double knives hanging from his waist are enough to win a few laughs from the officials." ”

After the old storyteller finished speaking, the little girl took advantage of the situation and touched the pipa, which sounded crisply.

The old man took another bowl and took a sip of the liquor rewarded by the owner of the tea shop, put it down gently, picked up the bamboo board, and read Bai according to the rules: "Smart and clever are born, and ignorance may not be true." The absurdity is only because of the situation, and Jin Gerong talks and laughs deeply. The long river of nine songs is shallower than the heart, and the ten-fold iron ride is like a thunderstorm. How can you forget the country with wine, only to know that poetry and books mislead the world. ”

The sound of the pipa gradually rose, but it was still a small bridge flowing gracefully, and it was not sonorous.

Xu Fengnian, who was sitting in the corner, smiled knowingly, no longer looked at the skilled grandfather and grandson of his partner, but just looked out the window at the busy traffic, and somewhat admired this elderly storyteller who dared to say good things about His Royal Highness the Prince in Beimang, but fortunately, Beimang was rude and open-minded, and he didn't get any literary prison, and he was rarely convicted for his words, even if he criticized the government, it was no big deal. Of course, what the old man said was hearsay, and it was very different from the truth, but the gimmick was not small, and the audience also felt that it was interesting, especially when it came to the fact that His Royal Highness the Prince of Xiangfan City single-handedly faced Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, and the entire thousand horsemen in iron armor, some tea customers who didn't think so at first were all in a trance, and several listeners who wanted to walk away also sat back in their positions and asked for a pot of tea with the shopkeeper again. The blind old man also pretended to stop at this time, and the tea guests knew that this was going to collect money, but there were also a few tables that lost some copper coins into a large white porcelain bowl, which was very pleasant.

When he said that the prince of Beiliang stabbed a brave rider to death with a spear, the tea guests immediately hugged each other in amazement, first looked at each other, and then began to discuss, probably did not believe that His Royal Highness the prince could have such a horse fighting ability, for Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, the people of Beimang because the storyteller told too much about the wonderful drama of the prince of the Liyang Dynasty to seize the heir, and also heard of it, knowing that this vassal king was just unlucky, so he failed to become the supreme of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Xu Fengnian saw that Tao Manwu was speechless, his eyes widened, and he had a playful expression that he couldn't wait to run to urge the old gentleman to speak quickly, Xu Fengnian pricked his fingers under the table, dripping blood to raise the sword, and after putting it in his sleeve, he poured a cup of tea and closed his eyes and concentrated. The blind old man was skillful, and when the audience was a little impatient, he finally talked about the Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the ancestral court of Taoism in the world, and interjected a story of the deeds of the great general Xu Xiao who stepped on the rivers and lakes, and the audience immediately whetted their appetite again. Xu Fengnian laughed dumbly, there were few survivors in the battle of Daxueping, and these few would never reveal the secret of heaven, the old man said that it was mysterious and mysterious, and when it came to the purple thunder burst of the Huishan Ox, it was only said that it was the supreme supernatural power of the sword god Li Chungang, and most of the audience scoffed, depending on the situation, this old man in sheepskin Qiu must not be more powerful than our Beimang military god Tuoba Bodhisattva? The old man heard the boos and countless cheers, and he was not in a hurry or impatient, and at this time the sound of the pipa intensified, like a silver bottle bursting with water slurry, which made people worry about whether the little girl's weak and slender hands could support it.

In the magnificent atmosphere created by the sound of the pipa, the old man talked about the finale of the flying sword, and said that the old sword god used the word sword to teach Huishan and Longhu Mountain thousands of swords to fly to the sky of Daxueping together, covering the sky and the sun. The audience was dumbfounded, obedient, is it really one of the few land immortals in the world? When the old man said that Zhao Tianshi of Longhu Mountain asked the old sword god to return to the Sword Heavenly Master's Mansion, the old man paused and said word by word: "Do the officials know what is going on?"

Yes, pay for the money, this time the tea guests gave the copper money very happily, and soon filled the big bowl, and ran to throw the copper money in a hurry, sat back in the seat and hurriedly said: "Old man, say it quickly!"

The blind storyteller took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "That Sword Immortal Realm Senior Li sent a message to the huge Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and His Royal Highness the Prince said that it was a fart!"

The whole tea house fell silent, and then there was a burst of applause, and many tea customers who only felt relieved began to slam the table. Tao Manwu beside Xu Fengnian sneered, Xu Fengnian took out a small piece of broken silver that weighed a few points, skimmed his head, the little girl already felt that the old gentleman was telling a wonderful story, seeing that this stingy ghost was unprecedentedly extraordinary, she finally gave a smile, grabbed the broken silver and ran to the center of the tea house, her face was flushed and she gently put it in the bowl, and then ran back to Xu Fengnian's side, snuggled up to him and didn't dare to see anyone. Everyone just thinks that this young man is a boring rich and noble kid nine times out of ten, and there is so much money that there is nowhere to spend it, and they don't think much about it.

The blind storyteller, when it comes to the Wudi City of the East China Sea, only says that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World brings a bowl to the city, but does not tell the reason, the tea guests are thrilled to hear it, and they all think that this hereditary replacement of the Beiliang prince is really bold, but he does not explore the details, and he has heard that the storyteller tells the story, what to do. When the old man said that Wang Xianzhi, the first in the world, flew to the surface of the East China Sea, the sword god sword opened the gate of heaven, Wang Xianzhi let the East China Sea rise, and the teahouse was suddenly silent, the people of Beimang were fierce, and the Flying Fox City was feminine, that was also relative to other towns, after all, there was still martial blood in their bones, they could look down on the emperors and princes of the Liyang Dynasty, and look down on those soft celebrities, but they would never look down on Gu Jiantang, a famous general in the Spring and Autumn Period, and dare not look down on the city lord of Wudi City, who dominated the rivers and lakesEven for the sworn enemy of Beimang, Tu Xu Xiao, they are also in awe, whether Beimang is under the market or above the temple, there is no shortage of people who are honest about Xu Xiao's respect. In those days, it was rumored that His Majesty the Emperor was willing to "marry Xu", but they angrily scolded Xu Xiao, who was a cripple who spoke wildly, and few people scolded Xu Xiao for not being worthy of sharing the world with the empress! In Beimang's view, who else in the world is more worthy of the empress of his own dynasty than human slaughter? The emperor of the Liyang Dynasty? your eggs, you.

At the end, on the bank of the Guangling River, the tide rose, and His Royal Highness the Prince cut meat. Li Chungang slashed two thousand six armor with one sword.

A tea shop is already a pin drop.

Only the sound of the pipa exploded the spring thunder.

Even the shopkeeper of the tea shop was dumbfounded, and slowly took out a few pieces of broken silver that had not yet been heated, and asked the guy to send them to the bowl, not distressed at all. Today, thanks to the two grandfathers and grandsons who told the story, they earned a lot of extra money, and they made up their minds to let them continue to talk for a few days, so that the business would be prosperous and prosperous. After the story was told, some of the more wealthy tea customers added a little spare money.

Xu Fengnian patted Tao Manwu's little head and said with a smile: "Go, tell the sister who plays the pipa that I will invite them to tea." ”

Tao Manwu ran happily, the grandfather and grandson originally didn't go through these entertainment scenes, maybe they saw the little girl innocently looking at the face, and the boy who was sitting by the window didn't look like a wicked person, so he agreed, Xu Fengnian beckoned to call a man, asked for a pot of good tea and a pot of good wine, Tao Manwu sat next to Xu Fengnian, looking at the sister opposite, she had only learned the piano herself, and she didn't know anything about the pipa, she only felt that this young lady was very powerful. The blind old man took a sip of wine, hissed, and slowly reminisced, with a knowing smile on his vicissitudes of life, "Thank you for this son's reward for money and wine, but it's a pity that the old man will also tell some stories, and there is nothing to reciprocate." ”

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I just think the story is good, I have some small money on my body, and I finally passed the time, which is an unexpected joy, the old gentleman doesn't need to care, just when he meets an old acquaintance in a foreign country, the one who has more copper money in his pocket, please drink some wine is also human nature." ”

The old man smiled heartily: "That's the reason, the son has a big belly, and the old man can't be hypocritical, come, touch a bowl." Although this wine is not as authentic as the green ants in our Beiliang, it is also a good wine. ”

The two drank it all, and the girls drank tea, and the shopkeeper gave some pastries and fruits that didn't cost much by the way, and they were also in a relaxed and leisurely mood.

Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "The old gentleman said good things about the prince of Beiliang in Beimang, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

The storyteller who was over the age of sixteen shook his head and said: "What is there to be afraid of, in this world, if you want to make more money than your peers, you are always afraid of trouble." ”

Xu Fengnian saw the scars on the back of the old man's hand holding the bowl, and asked, "The old gentleman used to be a soldier of Beiliang? ”

The old man estimated that he was also hot-tempered when he was young, but now he still has no scruples when he speaks, and he smiled straightforwardly: " But no, it hurt so much that I didn't cry my father and call my mother, I only enlisted in the Beiliang Army at that time, and I was laughed at by the old captain, and I was more seriously injured a few times later, but I gritted my teeth and endured it, and I endured it, and I really admired myself when I was old, and I really admired myself, but the son may not know the Beiliang Army at that time, hey, if you don't have a little scar, where is the embarrassment to say hello to the robe who kills people side by side, it is to be treated as a little girl, it's funny to say, after a few years in the army, I can't wait to be cut twice, our old Wu Chang said before he died, who fucking wants to usurp Lao Tzu's position, okay, take off his clothes, who has more scars than Lao Tzu, who will be this Wu Commander, in a word, who cuts off his head more than Lao Tzu, and the rabbit cub pees has to be untied by Lao Tzu, what a problem!"

Xu Fengnian muttered, "Why did the old gentleman say that it was the Beiliang Army at that time?"

The storyteller took a sip of wine, hesitated for a moment, and after taking another big sip, he slowly smiled bitterly and said: "These words can only be said to outsiders like Gongzi, and they are not ulteriors, let alone ugly." Back then, our general won the battle against the Xileibi and destroyed the Western Chu Dynasty, which was almost equal to the Yang at that time, and the Northern Liang Army held back their grievances, thinking that the civil officials in his mother's capital didn't have a backache when they stood and talked, and even the emperor was suspicious of the general, or we would simply do the opposite?! Let the general be the emperor himself, and the general will sit on the dragon chair and wear the dragon robe, who is not convinced? It's a pity that the general refuses, in fact, it's nothing, for those of us who are pawns in Liaodong, as long as the general saddles the horse before and after, if you don't be the emperor, you won't be the emperor, and then the old man I followed to Beiliang, this taste has changed, the general is still the general, no one has half a complaint, but the general is not a four-headed and six-armed person, some generals at the bottom estimate that the world is peaceful, it's time to get the money back, and then many civil officials who have not fought in the war also climbed up, and the old man and some old brothers were also disheartened, especially me, blind, I didn't occupy the pit and didn't and wasted the rations of the Beiliang army in vain, can give a mouthful to the new pawn province on the border, Beiliang several states, I have walked through, the son of the gentleman who has no king's law is missing, the old man does not read much, and he knows a few words, and he can't understand whether this is worth it for the Zhao family to fight the world. ”

Seeing that the boy on the other side didn't speak, he said with a smile: "Childe, don't think that our Beiliang 300,000 iron horsemen are easy to deal with because the old man nags a few words, some officials are not like words, the general is always the general, to say a truth that may be unpleasant in the ears of the son, there is a day when the general is the king of Beiliang, you Beimang, don't think about the next step in the south! If the general doesn't hit your Beimang royal court, burn incense and worship the Buddha!"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Drink." ”

The blind storyteller lifted the bowl and said, "Drink!"

The old man drank heartily and said to himself: "The reason why I endure immortality is because I have this hard-working little granddaughter around me to take care of, and then I am really afraid that the hearts of our people in Beiliang will be scattered, in case, in case the general has a good one, what should I do with the 300,000 iron horsemen?" Four or five years ago, the old man heard that His Royal Highness was idle, and he spent a lot of money on everything, and he was a loser, so he really wanted to go to the Beiliang Wangfu to fight, and later learned that this was not the case at all. The old man will be scolded and beaten a few times, and he will not die. really died in Beimang, compared to the old brothers who were shrouded in horse leather back then, it was not bad. ”

The old man came back to his senses and smiled guiltily: "This Flying Fox City boy, the old man is talking nonsense, don't mind, this wine is worth drinking." ”

Xu Fengnian shook his head and smiled in a Beiliang tone: "Old man, how do you know that I am not from Beiliang?"

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, his mind was turning, and he guessed that it was the descendant of Beiliang businessman Jia who came to Beimang to do business, but for the sake of caution, he also lowered his voice, smiled from the bottom of his heart, and said: "No wonder, no wonder the son said that he met his old acquaintance in a foreign land." Don't worry, the old man knows the severity, and today he just rubbed a pot of good wine with a son from Flying Fox City. ”

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "If you annoy the Beimang people with small stomachs and chicken intestines in the future, the old gentleman can scold a few words about the king of Beiliang and the prince of Beiliang. Your granddaughter has not yet found a good man, and she still relies on the old gentleman to make money. ”

The storyteller shook his head and said: "What are you scolding, the general has never done a bad thing in his life, the old man scolded the general, and he must not be blinded to death by the old captain when he goes underground." His Royal Highness the Prince was not willing to scold, he was blind before, he scolded so much, and if he scolded again, the old man would die uncomfortably. The old man's children and granddaughters, since they were born in the old Song family, this is their fate, and there is nothing to complain about. ”

The little girl holding the pipa smiled softly.

Accept your fate and be calm.

Xu Fengnian put down the wine glass and said softly: "Old man, if you can trust it, can you lend me the pipa in your granddaughter's hand to try the string sound?" My second sister is especially good at martial arts, and my talent is not as good as her, but I know a little bit about it, and I may be able to say some simple opinions to the little girl. ”

The old man smiled: "What's so reluctant about this." Eryu, hand it to Childe. ”

Xu Fengnian smiled, "The tired girl gave me the piano cloth with it." ”

The little girl blushed, stood up and carefully handed out the beloved lute.

After Xu Fengnian carefully rubbed the pipa, he sat upright, thought about it, and the four fingers of his right hand were lined up, and he quickly skimmed in from the strings to the right from the strings to the winding strings. Then retract the three fingers, and only use the index finger of the right hand to wrap the string from the old neutron three strings to pop out.

Skimming and hanging.

The little girl who has been playing the pipa for many years is eye-catching.

This pipa is only the lowest-grade white wood back-plate pipa, which is too different from those high-grade pipas made of rosewood rosewood, far from reaching the realm of national players who can reach two or three miles away from the strong sound, Xu Fengnian gently demonstrated the sweeping points in turn, and then looked up and smiled at the little girl standing beside him: " As far as the white wood pipa is concerned, the sound quality is good, if the money allows, you can make up the glue a little, the old gentleman said that the content of the book is especially demanding that the crisp explosion of the pipa is two, and the first string is not far from breaking the string, but in my opinion, since it is playing the pipa for the officials to enjoy, playing the broken pipa string is also a beautiful thing that everyone will like to see, so you don't have to be busy changing the first string. Let me tell you some more techniques of the Cao family's pipa, a great player of the southern faction, how many can you remember......"

One speaks, the other listens.

The blind old man drinks slowly, and he is good at swimming.

After Xu Fengnian finished teaching the Cao family technique, which was recognized as almost extinct, he got up and said goodbye, and left the teahouse with Tao Manwu's little hand.

The little girl took back the pipa and murmured, "Grandpa, who is this son?"

The old man took the last sip of wine, his face was ruddy, and he said with a smile: "Probably a good person who met in Pingshui." ”

The elderly storyteller may never know in his life that he once met face to face and talked to the king of Beiliang about Beiliang.