Perhaps because of martial law, people are not in the mood to listen to the story, and the lively storytelling field in the past is now a little deserted.

"Do you want to charter the venue?" The originally listless guy saw that Yu Qinghong and Yaxiang were dressed extraordinarily, so he only felt that a big customer had come, and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Chartered?" Yaxiang has never been here, so she doesn't know the rules here, since they are specially here to wait for people, it is okay to listen to the news, and maybe they can also attract Zhou Feng and them to come.

"If it's a gold medal storyteller, five hundred taels of silver will be tattooed, three hundred taels will be awarded for the silver medal, and one hundred taels will be awarded for the bronze medal." When the guy saw that there was a play, he introduced it in detail, and it turned out that the storytellers in Qingqiufang were divided into three levels, and the charter price of each level was different.

"This is a silver ticket of five hundred taels, please say the best." Masaka thinks that if you want to listen naturally, you should listen to the best.

Yu Qinghong thinks that Yaxiang is really a waste, what are the two of them going to do? However, he knew that Yaxiang had a lot of money, so he didn't say anything.

"Okay, please go to the private room and sit down for a while." The young man took the silver ticket and called a round-faced maid to lead Yaxiang and Yu Qinghong to the elegant room.

The so-called elegant room is also a small storytelling field, and the tea, pastries, and fruits in it are all free, but if you want to drink, you have to pay for it.

Although it is said to be a small storytelling field, it can accommodate twenty or thirty people.

What's more, there is also floor heating inside, no wonder on a cold day, although there is no carbon fire, but it feels very warm in the whole house.

There were many guests who were sitting in the hall chatting and drinking tea before, and they were also excited when they heard that someone had chartered a venue to tell a story, and someone had chartered a venue, and they could also listen to it with their ears, although they could not enter the elegant room, but it did not affect them to listen with their ears.

For a while, there were a lot of people outside Ya Wai, but no one spoke, and the door was closed, and Ya Xiang didn't notice it.

Zhou Feng, Zhou Fan and Xu Yuancong, under the leadership of Mr. Wuwei, also came to the storytelling workshop, and found that there were many people listening to the storytelling in the cold wind.

"Old Chen, why don't you go to the bookstore to listen to the book, why are you freezing here?" Mr. Wuwei obviously knows an old man, the old man's surname is Chen, he is seventy years old this year, his family is quite passable, and he likes to listen to books when he has nothing to do.

"Wuwei, the guest who came to charter the venue today, Mr. Qingyun, a gold medal storyteller, is telling the story of His Majesty's bloody battle against Ma Weishan." Seeing that the person who came was inaction, Chen Lao hurriedly explained.

If you have to have Mr. Qingyun rarely tell stories for people, only a few times a year, and most of the rest of the time is spent outside the cloud to collect style, today is also a coincidence, Mr. Qingyun who came back from the cloud tour took an order, in fact, he was also a whim, and wanted to tell the story he had just heard.

Mr. Qingyun is the founder of this bookstore, and it is not easy to invite him on weekdays, because he is away all the year round, and it is really difficult to find him.

"But you're not afraid of freezing here?" Wuwei is worried, a seventy-year-old man, it is not a trivial matter to get a cold, but he also knows that the old man is good.

The old man is also an old Hanlin, because he offended the former Empress Min Yuanguo Shu was removed from his official position, and later his son and daughter-in-law also died, but fortunately he left a grandson, and now the grandson has grown up and married, and the old man is relieved, so he is idle to listen to the story.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm wearing thick, and here." Chen Lao took out a soup woman from his arms, which was prepared for him by his daughter-in-law, and he had been hiding it in his arms, and it was still a little warm.

"Sir, may you please pause?" Masaka heard the movement outside and interrupted Qingyun's storytelling.

Qingyun was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Yaxiang, and he was a little angry.

"If you don't like to hear it, the old man won't say it, and the old man with five hundred silver patterns will be returned to the guest officer." Qingyun's words are a little unkind.

"Sir, you misunderstood, sir, you said very well, but I heard a lot of people outside the window just now, so I interrupted Mr." Yaxiang smiled faintly, she knew the story Qingyun said, isn't that story just about elegant? Although she knew, she heard the storyteller say it, and she learned about a different elegant, brave and good fight, and there was no lack of wisdom and strategy.

"Oh, guest officer, but you want to get rid of them?" Mr. Qingyun's face was even darker, someone chartered the venue, and those people listened outside the window, which did not hinder the guests in the private room, which was also the unwritten rule of the bookstore.

"Hehe, the old gentleman is really in a hurry, who said I was going to get rid of them." Masaka still smiled faintly.

"It's not to drive them away, is it to call them ......" Mr. Qingyun looked around the private room suspiciously, it stands to reason that the people who come to the bookstore to charter a large group of people, but today is good, there are only two people, but people have a lot of money and are willing to charter the venue, of course he won't say anything.

"Hehe, big brother, would you like to invite them in and listen together?" Yaxiang looked at Yu Qinghong and asked for his opinion, in fact, she also took a look at Yu Qinghong's character by the way.

Although Yu Qinghong doesn't listen to books on weekdays, but today's story is very new, and he listens to it with relish, seeing Yaxiang asking, Yu Qinghong also nodded, he also knows the rules of the bookstore, just now I thought that Yaxiang was going to drive those people away, but who knows, Yaxiang wants to invite them in, but it has never been before, after all, the charter is all those rich and noble families, and most of the people who come to hear about the books are three or five friends together, so they will invite the people who are listening outside into the elegant room?

Yu Qinghong opened the door and personally went outside to greet those people, and as soon as he went out, a cold wind hit, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Cousin, why did you come to Hongcheng?" Before Yu Qinghong could speak, a man wearing a black fox ball cloak stepped forward excitedly and asked.

"Cousin? I'm sorry, this son, I think you recognized the wrong person. Yu Qinghong looked at the man with the fox ball hat, although he covered half of his face, he was sure that he had not seen this man.

"You are burned to ashes, and I won't admit your cousin, are you hiding what your cousin is doing, so you pretend not to know our two brothers?" Zhou Fan is unhappy, obviously he is Yu Qinglin, why don't he admit himself to death?

"Yes, cousin, you just admit it, we won't sue my cousin." Zhou Feng also came up and said, this is really going to Hongcheng to meet the woman, I really don't know what kind of appearance the woman in red is in the room?

Zhou Feng only saw a corner of Yaxiang's clothes, the room was very warm, Yaxiang took off the white fox fur cloak outside, and was wearing a red dress at this time, looking more delicate, beautiful and demure.

"You've really misidentified someone." Yu Qinghong looked at Zhou Feng, and then at Zhou Fan, those were two identical faces, Yu Qinghong knew who these two people were, they should be the two cousins of Zhou Feng and Zhou Fan mentioned by Xiaoya, but who is Zhou Feng and who is Zhou Fan, he really can't figure it out, and the cousin in their mouth should be his brother Yu Qinglin.