Hearing Bai Guanguan say yes, Gongsun Li'er immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Ah, great! ”

I can finally go out to play, every time I go out with Sister Guan'er, she will feel very happy, because the things that Sister Guan'er knows, she doesn't know, or even haven't heard of, it's very novel.

Moreover, Sister Guan'er has been in a bad mood recently, she only knows that she is with her in the room, and she never thought of taking Sister Guan'er out for a walk, which is really stupid.

Now that I think about it, Liang Gongzi is still smart and knows what Sister Guan'er likes to do.

Immediately afterwards, Gongsun Li'er and Bai Guanguan went out with Liang Feiye after eating.

Chunlan and Haitang walked slowly behind the carriage, and Chunlan's expression was obviously much better than yesterday.

Yesterday, Miss's face was very ugly all day, and now she not only eats, but also comes out to play, thinking about it like this, is it that Miss has figured it out, and she is not angry with His Royal Highness the Prince.

In this way, she will be relieved.

Now that the young lady is pregnant, if she is depressed every day, it is very bad for the child in her womb.

And the begonias on the side are thinking about when the master will do it.

Now that the prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty has been poisoned by Gu and has no affection for Bai Guanguan, then now is the best time to do it.

But she has been waiting for a day, why hasn't the master given her an order yet?

I glanced at the carriage moving slowly beside me, as if I could see Bai Wanguan sitting inside through the carriage.

At this time, a glimmer of light that did not belong to her flashed in Haitang's eyes, and no one noticed it.

The carriage was driving on the bustling streets, thinking that he was going to leave in the next two days, but there were no men's clothes in the prime minister's mansion, so Bai Guanguan reached out and opened the small curtain of the carriage and waved his hand to Chunlan outside, "Chunlan." ”

Hearing the voice, Chunlan turned her eyes to look at Bai Wanguan, who was showing her head in the carriage, stepped forward, and asked suspiciously, "Miss, what's wrong?" ”

Blinking his eyes and looking around, Bai Wanguan stretched his head out and whispered something in Chunlan's ear.

Hearing Bai Guanguan's words, Chunlan grew her mouth in surprise, and asked with some disbelief, "Miss, don't you want to think about it anymore?" ”

She was very surprised in her heart, she thought just now that the young lady was pregnant with the heir of His Royal Highness the Prince, and she had figured it out when she thought about it; Unexpectedly, now the young lady is still thinking about leaving.

If the young lady leaves secretly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely be angry!

Looking at Chunlan's eyes full of disbelief, Bai Guanguan nodded firmly, "Go ahead!" ”

She must leave, no matter what means.

Seeing the firmness in Bai Wanguan's eyes, Chunlan frowned, didn't say anything, and could only nod and leave and walk towards the 'Jinyi Pavilion'.

Looking at Chunlan's leaving, Bai Guanguan lowered the curtain and sat in the carriage, thinking about a plan to escape secretly.

She has to succeed once, otherwise, she is afraid that after startling the snake, she will never have a chance to leave in the future.

The carriage stopped at a teahouse not far from Ichipankaku

Because Bai Guanguan was pregnant, Liang Feiye didn't want to take her to the suburbs, for fear that she would make a mistake.

There are storytellers in the teahouse, and in the past, they would come here to drink tea and listen to books in their leisure time, which was very comfortable and elegant.

Bai Guanguan helped Begonia get out of the carriage, Bai raised his eyes and looked at the teahouse in front of him, there was a big plaque on the door of the teahouse, which reads the words 'Pincui Pavilion', and there is a ridged hut on the top to prevent the sun and rain.

Before I entered the 'Pincui Pavilion', I could hear the deep voice of a middle-aged man inside, telling the story with relish.

Liang Feiye and Gongsun Li'er also got out of the carriage at this time, walked to Bai Guanguan's side, and the three of them walked directly into the 'Pincui Pavilion'.

As soon as I entered the 'Pincui Pavilion', the voice of the storyteller became louder and louder, and there were many people listening to the book, and there were many people sitting inside, including rich merchants, young masters, young ladies, men, women, and children.

Drinking tea and listening to books is the favorite thing for ordinary people in the Eastern Jin Dynasty to do, and at the same time, some businessmen from other places will also come here to listen to two paragraphs.

For people who are tired from walking all over the world for a long time, drinking a cup of tea, chewing peanuts, eating snacks, and listening to a song can fade away fatigue.

The place where the storyteller tells the story is on a three-meter square stage, with a brick and wood structure, wooden pillars at the four corners of the platform, and an intricately carved guardrail on the front of the stage, the top of the guardrail is embellished with a woodcarved lotus flower or a small lion, and a hanging inverted railing is installed at the top of the stage, which is symmetrical to the railing below.

At this time, a storyteller in a gray robe on the stage, shaking a paper fan, casually told an eternal story.

When I was waiting for **, I stopped talking, and saw that the audience looked at it one after another, and then slowly spoke, and the tone was excited.

As the story progressed, I only heard bursts of applause from the audience, wave after wave, endlessly.

On the table in front of the storyteller was a teacup, and a teapot beside it, placed on the stove, the lid half-hidden, and a little green smoke drifted into the air, and then slowly dispersed.

As for the story told by the storyteller, even some people have heard it countless times.

But under the clever tongue of the storyteller, he can still make the listener's heart hang all of a sudden.

Then, when it was time to have fun, the storyteller took a sip of tea with satisfaction, and then Shi Shiran continued to speak.

Seeing that the storyteller on the stage attracted all the people in the teahouse, Bai Guanguan, Gongsun Li'er and Liang Feiye walked to a table not far away and sat down, and immediately Xiao Er stepped forward to serve tea and snacks to the three of them.

After sitting down, the three of them all looked at the stage, where the storyteller was telling the story with great energy, dragging the tone of sometimes sadness and sometimes joy, telling a striking story.

When it comes to excitement, some people who listen seriously will slap their thighs, even if they grin in pain, they still can't help but applaud.

"Good!"

None of the storyteller's stories are true, some are hearsay, and some are made up.

When the storyteller is telling a story, he will always arrange some nonsense that is not far from the main line of the story, prolong the time of the story, and pull it back at any time.

Different storytellers will have their own way of telling stories.

The same story, different storytellers can tell different flavors.

Therefore, in the general teahouse, there will be several storytellers.

The storyteller tells the story, says a paragraph at the hour of a cup of tea, collects money once in a paragraph, and in order to let the listener stay as much as possible, each paragraph of the book must leave a suspense.

As a result, every time the listener hears "Let's listen to the next decomposition", they will invariably take the money to continue listening, which is the success of Mr. Storyteller.