After listening to Xiao Lori intermittently, Widow Sun finally knew what happened.

looked up at Xiang Xiaoer, who had swept away all the mutton on his plate in a few bites, and his face was slightly red.

As soon as I wanted to look up and explain, I heard the scholar at the next table snort coldly: "The women's Taoist people are not at home to guard the women's road, and when they show their heads outside and wear exposed clothes without asking the reason, they are like scoundrels, scolding the street, my Tianhan's face is really thrown in." ”

Widow Sun turned her head to look at the richly dressed scholar, her face was red, and she was interrupted by Xiang Xiaoer again as soon as she sorted out her expression and wanted to show her fierce side.

"It's really you everywhere, could it be that the sage book teaches you to comment everywhere and others can give Tianhan a long face?"

Xiang Xiaoer shook his head with the wine jug and mocked the scholar, and then walked to the high platform of storytelling step by step.

"Xiao Er, rub it for you, I really don't know what you taverns think, obviously every family repairs a storyteller, but there are not a few of you who invite Mr. Storyteller."

"Objectively, what are you?"

Xiao Er hurriedly greeted him.

"Don't understand? Master is in a good mood and would like to tell you a paragraph. Quickly wipe the master clean, you can pick up a big bargain today, the master this is a family heirloom, before your largest restaurant 200 taels asked me to say a section of the master did not agree. ”

"This?"

The shopkeeper turned around and glanced at the tavern shopkeeper, and when he saw that he nodded, he quickly stepped forward and wiped the storyteller that was not dirty.

"Objectively, please."

Xiang Xiaoer nodded with satisfaction, then raised his head and drank the wine in the jug, sat down, patted Xingmu, cleared his throat, and said:

"The Buddha said that 10,000 times in the past life in exchange for an encounter in this life, today we gather in this tavern, all are fate, the boy Xi Chuxiang is not talented, here to offer you ugly to say a paragraph of the situation."

Xiang Xiaoer's storytelling is different from other storytellers, and he speaks directly to the situation.

So what should it be like this time?

Is it a poor orphan girl and widow who throws her face in order to survive, or a ruthless scholar who sits and talks without a backache and is full of courtesy, righteousness and shame?

Everyone didn't know, but they all watched this sudden drama curiously.

"Legend has it that in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a country, the name of the country was Ming, the royal family of the Ming Kingdom has always been arrogant, good at raising fighting dogs, used for palace gambling entertainment, and the house slaves also relied on themselves to be the royal slaves arrogant and domineering, not only oppressing the people, but even the government did not put it in their eyes! Whenever he is extremely bored, he will take out the fighting dog and let it bite passers-by at will for fun. The people and the government dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

One day, the royal family's minions were bored again, so the trick was recast to release the fighting dog, let it bite the passers-by at will, a show ran too late, fell to the ground, the fighting dog rode on Xiucai's body and bit at will, Xiucai was about to die in the dog's mouth, at this time the roadside rushed out of a kill pig, chopped the dog's head with a knife, and saved Xiucai. The royal family's servants saw that the commoners had killed the master's beloved fighting dog, and it was worth it! They tied up the pig killer and sent it to the government along with the dead dog, and demanded that the government sentence him to death and pay for the dog's life.

After reading the pleadings in detail, the prefect of the government tried the case was not afraid of the imperial family, and sentenced his butcher not guilty, and even sentenced the imperial family to compensate Xiucai for his medical expenses.

When the emperor saw it, he was embarrassed by such a judgment, but he couldn't resist Cao Xuegan in terms of rules and regulations, so he had a plan, asked for a retrial, and secretly bribed and coerced Xiucai to change his confession, saying that he was on good terms with the fighting dog, he was a friend, and that day it was the fighting dog and he was playing and playing, and it was the butcher who killed the fighting dog from the guts, and asked the butcher to pay for the fighting dog's life!

During the retrial, Xiucai was greedy for money and was afraid of the power of the imperial family, so he betrayed the butcher and changed his confession. After listening to Xiucai's confession, the prefect was furious, took the case, and scolded: "

Xiang Xiaoer slapped the wood here, staring at the scholar fiercely with his eyes, and the voice in his mouth was like the prefect of the Ming Kingdom who had lived in the house for a long time.

"The human and physical evidence are all there, and the butcher saved your life, you don't want to reciprocate, but want to put him to death, get along with the dog, recognize the dog as a friend, and hurt the heavens and reason! God forbids you, I won't let you! ”

After speaking, he smiled and changed back to his original voice and said:

After speaking, he asked the official to hit Xiucai with a cane, but Xiucai couldn't stand it, and finally recruited how the royal family used heavy money and coercion to make him make a false confession. The truth of the case was revealed. ”

"What do you mean?"

The scholar was sarcastically ridiculed by Xiang Xiaoer's yin and yang and couldn't hold back anymore, slapped the table and stood up and asked loudly, and the other scholars in the tavern stared at Xiang Xiaoer viciously.

"What do you mean? It's not interesting, do you know the comments of the prefect of the Ming Kingdom to the case file? ”

didn't use the scholar to post an article, Xiang Xiaoer said to himself:

"Every time you slaughter more dogs, you are more likely to be a reader!"

"You are presumptuous!"

The book's angry face was red-faced, and the people who accompanied him shouted even more.

"You're presumptuous."

Xiang Xiaoer's voice was louder, and his snake-like vertical pupils slowly scanned the scholars standing up in the tavern.

Everyone unconsciously had the feeling of being topped by a wild beast.

"You, my generation of scholars write books and poems, enlighten the wisdom of the people, and rule the world for the saints, how can you slander here!"

The acquaintance secretly cheered himself up and glared at Xiang Xiaoer and said.

"That's right, what Ming Kingdom, I have never heard of this country in the Spring and Autumn Period since I applied for poetry books, and I saw that you made it up."

The other storytellers echoed the same hatred.

Xiang Xiaoer smiled unremittingly:

"Of course there are no poetry books, only this kind of thing is in history books."

"I have also read through several history books, and I have never seen the Ming Kingdom you mentioned."

A scholar spoke.

"Of course not, because there is no at all, I made it up."

Xiang Xiaoer didn't care about the opening.

"You!"

There are many scholars in the tavern.

"Poof!"

Widow Sun, who was watching the excitement, couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw such a funny scene, and then hurriedly covered her mouth.

Many scholars were even angrier when they saw this.

"You shameless little two can only speak with the power of your tongue, there is a kind."

"What's going on?"

Xiang Xiaoer asked rhetorically.

"There is a kind, there is a kind, I don't know as much as you ignorant child."

The scholar sat down angrily.

I regret that I went to study literature instead of martial arts.

If you learn martial arts, you can do it.

"Cut, boring."

Here you can pour your head up.

Unfortunately, the flask has long been empty.

"It's boring, it's not drinking, it's boring."

Xiang Xiaoer walked down.

"Little brother, have you eaten?"

The shopkeeper greeted him.

"Hmm."

The one who asked for the money came.

"You see the one you're waiting for hasn't come yet, why don't you settle the meal money first?"

The little second brother was very witty and didn't drag it out.

It's a pity it's still late. Can you still spit it out after eating? As for giving money? It is impossible to give money, how can there be a reason for Long Ye to give money when he eats with his ability.

"Who said my eldest brother didn't come, he came!"

Xiang Xiaoer put down the wine jug unhurriedly, and did not have the slightest posture of running after eating the overlord meal, which made the little second brother feel a lot more relieved.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I don't know who your big brother is."

The second brother still remembers the sentence that the eldest brother invites dinner.

Xiang Xiaoer leaked a strange expression:

"Overlord."

"Overlord?"

"Yes, the Overlord of Western Chu?"

Xiao Er's expression was distorted, the overlord of Western Chu has been dead for more than a thousand years, is this a pastime for me?

"Objective, don't make trouble, don't take money from the dead!"

"It's okay, my eldest brother never gives money for dinner."

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Er was a little confused, why did the overlord never give money for dinner?

"He said he wanted to eat the overlord meal!"

The shopkeeper sitting firmly at the counter couldn't stand it anymore.

"What? Do you want to eat without paying? ”

Xiao Er reacted.

"It's not that I don't give money, I'm my eldest brother for a treat."

Xiang Xiaoer corrected.

"No matter who it is, I have to pay for dinner anyway, and if you don't give it to me, I will arrest you and go to the official."

The tavern snatched Xiang Xiaoer's hand.

"I also want to give, but unfortunately I don't have any money, so I have no choice but to ask my eldest brother to ask."

Xiang Xiaoer's rather scoundrel reply.

"You, you don't have money, you come to eat, and you can order some good and expensive ones."

The tavern is angry.

"I don't have money and I don't have a mouth, why can't I come to dinner? I eat with my mouth, what does it have to do with money? ”

"You."

The tavern didn't know how to refute this rather crooked statement.

"Hmph, if you don't give money for dinner, you are a son of man in vain, the little second brother doesn't have to talk nonsense with him, go and take him to see the official quickly."

The scholar who had been ridiculed by Xiang Xiaoer before seized the opportunity to get up and said.

Some people just don't remember to eat.

Widow Sun, who had been holding her daughter to watch the excitement, couldn't help but be secretly anxious for her at this time.

thought about the piece of mutton that her daughter ate, and thought about the story she had just "made" for herself, and couldn't help but bite her silver teeth.

"Wait, I'll pay for this meal."

The people present looked at Widow Sun, and Rao was also stunned by the tavern shopkeeper who was quite familiar with him.

This woman is not the kind of nosy person, why did she change her personality today? She has always been slammering, and she will spend money for someone she doesn't know. This is really a change in the way of the world, and even people have become incomprehensible.

Xiang Xiaoer himself was also stunned, and then looked at Widow Sun a few times in a daze.

Really, who said that women are inferior to men.

"Hmph, if you don't abide by women's morals, you actually pay for strange men, and you don't have any courtesy, righteousness and shame."

A piercing voice that broke the atmosphere sounded here, and you didn't need to look at everyone to know that it must be the scholar again.

Just as Xiang Xiaoer was about to reply, Widow Sun didn't hesitate this time and took the lead in speaking.

"Oh, look at this son's envy, why is there no woman who pays for you and is unhappy?"

"You, hmph, are sloppy and don't keep women's morals."

The scholar flicked his sleeves and scolded angrily.

"Women's way? What is the Women's Way? Is it a woman's way to teach her husband and children at home? I'm really sorry, I just don't want to keep the woman's way, I just killed my husband, or the son, you will carry the sedan chair and marry me back and teach me how to keep the woman's way in bed? Giggles! ”

Widow Sun let out a crisp laugh, and the whole person laughed with flowers.

Rao is scholar, who often goes in and out of Fengyue places, is also staring at it at this time, and then reacts and instantly turns red.

Unexpectedly, she was seen by the sharp-eyed widow Sun speaking here:

"Yo he, why are you blushing as a high-mouthed son? Didn't you think of something? This can't be done, I'm just joking, the eight sedan chairs are carrying everyone's ladies, and the Ming media is marrying a perfect body, but it's not my broken household that doesn't keep the woman. ”