Several girls sighed for a while, and Zhan Wenjun asked in a low voice: "Lang Jun came to visit today, I don't know if Gu Mingfu can respond?" ”

Although Xu You played the package ticket, Gu Yun was born in the gate, and he thought very highly of himself, after coming to Qiantang, there were not many local scholars who received him, and even fewer were able to enter the room, not to mention ordinary people, it was extremely difficult to make friends with him, so Zhan Wenjun was apprehensive, his eyes were expectant, and he was a little anxious.

"Madam, rest assured, Gu Mingfu is well aware of the Zhan family's difficulties and has already complied with our request. If the Assassin Mansion really helped the Heavenly Master Dao Xingwen Qiantang, he had his own way to deal with it, and he might not be able to refute it, but if he delayed for some time, he could still deal with it for a while. ”

Zhan Wenjun was overjoyed, his beautiful eyes rippled, he swept Xu You, lowered his head, and said, "Thanks to Lang Jun's appearance, otherwise Gu Mingfu may not be able to nod." ”

The last time Gu Yun came to the guest building to mediate the dispute between the two parties, it was because Zhan Wenjun went to the county government to report that Zhan Yun was kidnapped, and the legal principles were on her side, so she was demoted to come in person, and enforced the law impartially, which was the duty of the parents' officials, but it was not intended to help the Zhan family pull the shelf. And this time, let Xu You come forward, and ask Gu Yun to delay time under the pressure of the Assassin Mansion, it is a human matter outside the law, and there is no reasonable friendship, why should you ask people to risk offending Liu Quan to help you?

"Madame praises it falsely, this matter is not a blessing!"

Xu Youju was not arrogant, and chuckled: "The Zhan family is also a citizen of Qiantang County, and they have grown up in Si for generations, if they are really taken away by force, Gu Mingfu will also have a dull face." Besides, Qiantang is a big county in Wu County, which is not comparable to Juzhang, Yongning and other counties, it is really too much, and it is not easy to explain it up and down, Gu Mingfu has this concern, so he should come down. ”

The more Xu You was like this, the more humble and gentlemanly he seemed in Zhan Wenjun's ears, he pursed his lips and smiled, no longer entangled in this topic, and said: "If the Heavenly Master Dao really exerts pressure through the Assassination Mansion, in the short term, the official document will come and go for more than ten days, and then prevaricate for more than ten days, and our opportunity will come." ”

"Not bad! With this month, it is enough to make the Heavenly Master Dao fall short! ”

Zhang Zai's tea poem of the Western Jin Dynasty has the sentence "Fangcha crowns Liuqing, overflowing flavor and sowing nine districts", and Liuqing Tea House is the largest tea house in Qiantang, and the tea and dinner time in the morning and evening every day, merchants and visitors gather here, and it is very lively. On this morning, many local old tea drinkers sat alone or in groups. More than a dozen waiters wore green and white crotch, holding tea in their hands, shuttled through the crowd neatly, and heard someone shouting "come to a bowl of divine spring" from time to time, and that shouted "add another bowl of bright moon", boiling people's voices, one after another.

"Divine Spring? Moon? Forgive me for being lonely, I've never heard the names of these two kinds of tea, and they seem to taste very ......" Xu You sat on the side of the desk in the corner, turned his head and asked Zhan Wenjun, who was dressed as a man next to him.

Zhan Wenjun rubbed incense powder thinly, his temples were constricted, he wore a pitch-black veil on his head, he was wearing a crimson wide-sleeved gown, his starry eyes were like ink, his skin was white and snowy, and he was tall and long-legged.

She sneered, like spring coming to the earth, and said: "Lang Jun Mingjian, this tea is just an idle thing for people to drink to quench their thirst, but the name is more elegant, and it follows everyone's vassal and upper-class hearts." ”

The so-called Shenquan and Mingyue, although it sounds elegant, but in the Six Dynasties, ordinary people drank tea mostly from ordinary tea trees, with a single variety, bitter taste, and did not fry after picking, and directly put the raw tea leaves into soup in water, and then drank them like vegetable soup, so these tea guests would shout for another bowl - this bowl is a real bowl for eating!

As for the rich and noble, there will be a little progress, such as drinking tea will use a special teacup, which is easy to hold and looks tasteful, and the tea leaves only take young buds, and the taste is slightly better, but without exception, they are all boiled raw.

"I see!" Xu You smiled: "I made the mistake of empiricism!" ”

"Empiricism?" Zhan Wenjun raised his eyebrows, not knowing why this word was.

"Uh...... That is to say, I hope that the text is ...... righteousness"

"Lang Jun's witty words are always refreshing."

Xu You smiled bitterly: "Thank God, I finally didn't mention Yu Fa Protector this time......"

Zhan Wenjun pitched up and laughed, attracting the sideways glances of many people around, she stuck out her tongue, and rarely showed the demeanor of a little girl. Xu You was in a trance for a moment, and then remembered that if he was counted according to the age of later generations, Mrs. Guo, who was struggling to support herself under the oppression of various crises, was just a child.

At this moment, a waiter stood up and greeted the surroundings with fists, and the room immediately fell silent, he bowed his waist and said respectfully: "Fellow villagers, the owner of our shop knows that you feel a little depressed when you drink tea every day, so I paid a lot of money to invite a storyteller to tell you a story." If you think it's good, you should come to the scene on time every day, if you think it's not good, I'm sorry, it's time for you to go and see the ear disease. ”

Everyone immediately burst into laughter, and those who can gather in the teahouse to drink tea are generally the common people of Qimin, not so particular, and immediately someone shouted: "What you said is not right, what you said is not good, your master should pay for our ears!" ”

"Yes, yes...... This is reasonable, if it doesn't sound good, this tea money will be free, right? ”

"Li Fu, you like to take advantage of it, it's useless!" Someone stood up and sneered: "It doesn't matter if the tea money is paid, love is inevitable, I can afford it anyway." Just what does a storyteller mean? From ancient times to the present, there are three teachings and nine streams, five elements and eight works, but I have never heard of a storyteller! ”

Li Fu sneered and said, "Han Qi, you don't know a single big character, what do you know?" If you want me to say, this storyteller, that is, is ......."

"What's it? You say. An acquaintance next to him knew that Li Fu couldn't say it, so he deliberately teased him in front of everyone.

Li Fu slapped his hands fiercely, blessed his soul, and said: "It's those readers who shake their heads and tell us the truth in the sage book, so they changed the name of a storyteller!" ”

Everyone was silent for a while, and they were all shocked by Li Fu, the reader is reading to himself, isn't the storyteller just telling the book to others? Seeing Li Fu triumphant, Han Qi snorted coldly, turned his head and sat down, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he had to be secretly angry, and his face turned blue.

Looking at the farce in front of him, the shuang sitting next to Zhan Wenjun was also dressed in men's clothes, but he was a little more weak and charming than the heroic Zhan Wenjun, and chuckled: "Although this person doesn't learn and has no skills, he is right......

Zhan Wenjun said with a smile: "Yes or no, I am afraid it will not make sense to tell them the truth in the book of sages, it is better to say that the story of the White Snake is fascinating and implies the truth of being a person and doing things, but it seems clear and clear." ”

Wan Qi, who had never spoken, suddenly said: "What Madam said is extremely true! ”

She knelt behind Zhan Wenjun, cold as the first snow, incompatible with the lively environment around her, and joked: "Wan Qi loves Xiaolang's favorite book of the White Snake, and he can't tolerate others to say a bad word." ”

Wan Qi's face changed slightly, and he secretly glanced at Xu You, and saw that he didn't care about the frost's words, his heart was first relieved, and then he was at a loss for some reason.

The waiter led a man in, dressed in a gray round-necked robe, but not with the wide sleeves that are fashionable, but with tightened cuffs and tied at the wrists, and a black cloth leather belt tied around his waist, not like a soldier's uniform or a military uniform, it looked very simple and strange. The man sat down on the table in the middle, on which was a bowl of tea, a palm-sized rectangular board of sequoia, and a copper bowl. He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, please, I'll tell you a story today, a story of a mortal and a monster getting married......"

This is called the opening name, and it is also one of the skills that Frost taught them. For the general public, storytelling does not need too advanced vocabulary and gorgeous prose, let alone complex structure and thought-provoking connotation, but only curiosity, good-looking, attractive and easy to understand, with these four points, there is a basis for wide dissemination.

It is said that during the Yongguang period of the Han Dynasty, the little medicine boy who lived by the West Lake went up the mountain to collect medicine, and encountered a little white snake trapped in the trap of the hunter. In the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed, and the little white snake has been cultivated, faded from the snake skin, and turned into a human body......

After listening to it for a while, he said, "Zhou Qiqiao is really smart!" Look at his eyebrows, his eyes are round when he should be surprised, his eyes are shining when he is angry, his eyebrows are raised when he is naughty, and the corners of his eyebrows are lowered when he is pitiful. ”

This storyteller in Liuqing Teahouse is Zhou Qiqiao, as the saying goes, good steel is used on the blade, Zhou Qiqiao has the best memory in this group of storytellers, the best eloquence, and is very smart and clever, let him come to Liuqinglou, the most mixed place in Qiantang City to tell stories, is to make the best use of things, just right.

Syllable!

The redwood slammed on the table, and the crisp sound reverberated back and forth in the hall, startling everyone's hearts to the throat.

“…… But when I saw that the scholar turned around, she was recognized by Bai Suzhen, it was the little medicine boy who rescued her from danger five hundred years ago, and after the reincarnation of the tenth generation, she became the current scholar......" Zhou Qiqiao shook his head and said: "There is a way that is the vast sea of people, no more, no less, just this step has happened, you have to ask the two if they have ever met, and let me drink tea and decompose it later." ”

"Huh? Gone? ”

"Don't, go on, we'll all wait to hear it."

"Yes, yes, this ...... Storyteller, you can drink tea, but you don't have to stop......"

Zhou Qiqiao smiled and said nothing, drinking tea slowly, Xu You got up and walked over, threw five cents into the bowl, and said: "It's just a small money, it's not a tribute, give Mr. a moisturizer." ”

Zhou Qiqiao thanked Xu You, looked around, and said, "Let me rest for a while." ”

In this way, everyone else also understood, after all, storytelling should be a newborn thing, no one has ever seen it, and they don't understand the unspoken rules.

Zhou Qiqiao smiled reservedly, and said: "Bai Suzhen is thinking about how to talk to the scholar, the sky is beautiful, it happened to be raining, and hurriedly took Xiaoqing to send an umbrella to the scholar......"