9: Yunqi

There are two flowers, and we will each show a branch. Shan said that Shen Gui, who was holding the prescription, came out of Qi's house and went straight to Fushan County. Shen Gui, who entered the city gate, went straight to the direction of the teahouse. In ordinary cities, teahouses are a customary meeting place for idle people or the elderly who have nothing to do. After lunch, when I came to the teahouse, ordinary people called for a pot of tea leaves, and rich people just ordered a few plates of dried fruit preserves. Under the sunset in the afternoon, I listened to Mr. Storyteller talk and laugh about the past and the present, there are long spears and robes, and there are also short public cases. The storyteller divides the account with the teahouse with his ability. In a commercial city like Fushan County, where dragons and snakes are mixed, storytellers usually choose the same, talking about rivers and lakes. There are many merchants coming and going here all year round, and it is even more lively in winter. Therefore, the storyteller invited by the teahouse every winter will renegotiate the proportion of the account. In a city with many merchants, it is a better choice to deal with the current situation, and every businessman is most concerned about the local current situation and laws, because the effective repeal of each decree, and even the gossip of business tycoons or government officials, are closely related to their own business. However, all the teahouses in the Huayu Continent, no matter how big or small, will be engraved with four big words on the pillars at the door: Don't talk about state affairs. This makes the storyteller, who is recognized as a person who plays the role of a person in the rivers and lakes, can only say some literati fabrications or ancient legends to support his family.

Shen Gui entered the teahouse, sat by the window and ordered a pot of loose tea. The people who come to this place are usually merchants who are broken in half for a penny, or some ordinary people who are not able to sell more advanced slices of tea or brick tea. The young man hoisted the kettle high in his right hand, and a diagonal line fell into the tea bowl. The storyteller on the stage sat behind the desk in his robe and recited the final poem. With a wake-up sound, the second half of the end of the finale poem was spit out, and the entire teahouse fell silent for a moment.

"What the last book said was: The great shaman invited the gods to hook Qingmang, and the sword soul of Yue Haishan returned to the nine heavens. This time, what we are talking about is: the monk and the Taoist Confucianism pushed the palm to break the river, and Wen Yangong destroyed the three saints with a sword. The words just fell. There was a round of applause in the teahouse. Bai Heng is a well-known ranger in the rivers and lakes. The young Yue Haishan was called the Black Moon Old when he held the thunder, and he had a chance encounter with Wen Yangong, and he shot directly when he couldn't fight, and as soon as he shot it, it was a hundred and eighty-style rainy night sword, which was Yue Haishan's housekeeping trick. Unexpectedly, Wen Yangong only bent his right hand slightly, and with a slight rub of his index finger on the sword, Yue Haishan was broken by the sword, and the whole person staggered out for more than a dozen steps, and a forward pounce rubbed on the ground, spending half of his face, although it was not an injury, but at this time, Yue Haishan was already a swordsman with the same name as Yan Shenggong. "Is this your Rainy Night Sword? Soon. Yan Shenggong looked approvingly at Yue Haishan, who was sitting on the ground and didn't get up again, and seeing that he didn't answer, he smiled again and said, "No matter how dense and fast the rain is, there is no root." Let's practice again, just practice again. After speaking, he walked over and touched Yue Haishan's head, turned around and walked away with a shake. After that, Yue Haishan lived in Tangjiang for 20 years, and then there was Qingmang Yue Haishan and Sanjian Town Beiyan. It's just that after Yue Haishan sat by the Tang River and watched the tide, there was no longer the story of Wen Yangong on the rivers and lakes. It's just that occasionally someone says they've seen him, but it's not a well-known person.

Mr. Storyteller is talking about Bai Wenyan's story, he omitted the story of Wen Yangong's early years of learning literature and entering the academy, and only talked about the battle with Yue Haishan, which was vivid and reasonable, like a long scroll of white drawings, Shen Gui and the tea guests were fascinated by it, and they couldn't wait to be born decades earlier, and see with their own eyes this Bai Heng Bai Wenyan, who once broke the moon with one finger and slashed the three saints with one sword.

"Hey, hey, I've been staring at you for a long time, are you here to find someone or to listen to a book?" Mr. Storyteller buttoned a button, and after the slapping of wood was finished, a thin man with a single eyelid sat opposite Shen Gui with a grin. "A child like you goes out alone, and you're not afraid of letting people take pictures." Shen Gui looked back at the past with a smile and looked up and down: "Ligatures (friends on the rivers and lakes), otherwise you can shoot me, it's best to shoot me directly to the big gold tooth, I can save a lot of effort." The man was stunned when he heard this, this kid actually exchanged the spring ceremony with himself: "Full spring ceremony? (Can you say that all the spring ceremonies will be used)""Half spring and half ceremonies, just a mallet." (Just know a little bit, layman)" The man's face sank, and the child was clearly unwilling to continue to join the spring with him (communicate with the spring ceremony). Shen Gui saw that his face turned from bright to dark, so he turned his hand slightly bent his index finger and middle finger, and knocked it on the tea table with his knuckles: "I originally came to find the big gold tooth, but I was fascinated by this storyteller, so I sat down and listened to a paragraph." This little brother, if you can help me find the big gold tooth......" After saying that, he put his hand on the other party's hand, and the cuff shook the other party's cuff arm, and a small silver ingot of five taels slipped over unconsciously. The man's face was a little embarrassed: "It's not for this, it's just that Boss Jin ......" Before he finished speaking, Shen Gui grabbed the other party's wrist and pierced the cuffs with a tiger's mouth: "Since you know, you helped me a lot." With that, he took the other party's hand and walked out of the teahouse.

"Did the second old lady ask you to come?" A thin and tall old man, sitting on the long wooden bench at the gate of the city gate, stepping on the edge of the stool with his right foot, his right arm bent on the upturned knee, and dragging a thick handkerchief with his left hand, on which sat a small purple clay pot. The man's eagle-like gaze stared at Shen Gui. "Although you are Young Master Sun of our Youbei Third Road, but now the situation in the court is unclear, the second old lady should not let such a young child come out to do errands alone." Speaking of this, the men in the surrounding carriages and horses and the thin man who had brought Shen back all looked panicked. Shen Gui shook his head: "I have lived at the foot of Taibai Mountain with my second mother-in-law since I was sensible, what does the court situation do to my ancestors and grandchildren?" As for the grade, I don't have to worry about it, although this is the first time I have gone down the mountain to do errands, but it is just to buy some medicinal herbs. If you think I'm too small, I'll visit another pharmacy. After speaking, he raised the prescription in his arms: "What's more, I came by myself and the second mother-in-law was approved." The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Show me." "After that, I reached out and went to the pharmacy, but I didn't expect Shen Guiyi to raise his hand and dodge." Hehe, the people are not big, and the rivers and lakes are not small. The big gold tooth took out a Fang Tian Huangshi chapter from his pocket, engraved with five characters in the seal: Fushan Gold in the Northern Quarter. Shen Gui saw that there was no problem with the chapter and handed over the prescription. The big gold tooth took it with both hands, then took a cursory glance in the direction of the sunlight, and then threw it into the small stove with hot water boiling next to it. "Just the things on this piece of paper, without the little old man, I have searched all over Huayu, Young Master Sun, and I can't find it." After that, he got up, pointed to the thin man who came back with Shen and said, "Second boy, you take Young Master Sun to the old kidnapper's house, and said that Master Jin let him go." After that, he waved his hand: "Go, go back and bring it to the second old lady, and tell him that I have been waiting to hear the thunder of her old man." After speaking, he held the small teapot in one hand and walked towards the city three times, humming and singing while walking. The Great Gold Tooth was as low and hoarse as the beast of the forest grinding its claws on the trunk of a tree. Shen Gui vaguely remembered that what was sung in the play was: "Old Cheng Ying couldn't bear to cry when he put pen to paper, and thousands of thoughts came to his heart." Fifteen years of humiliation have been exhausted, and he pretended to smile at the traitorous ministers. Shen Gui was stunned, and when he heard the lyrics of the opera sung by Lao Jin, it turned out to be an orphan of the Zhao family of Peking Opera.

Shen Gui lowered his head and silently followed the thin man who was called the second boy by the big gold tooth, and said nothing all the way. What I thought in my heart was that in this ghost place, what I had in the past, and what I didn't have in the past. In the years when he was a baby, he read a lot of books here, and he also compared the history and culture here. In fact, the overall is much the same, except that some historical figures do not; Some philosophies are a little more shallow; Some places have a more diverse cultural scene. It's just that some poems, songs, dramas, classics, and the like need to be studied again. Thinking of this, he raised his head and asked the second boy: "Second brother, have you heard of the Taoyuan Three Knots and the Burning of Chibi?" The second boy glared: "Although I haven't read any books, but the storyteller of the Three Kingdoms often says!" "What about the Five Tyrants and Seven Heroes? Mr. Storyteller also said it. Isn't it the Spring and Autumn Five Hegemons and the Seven Heroes of the Warring States? I'm an adult anyway, can I still let you pass the test as a child? That's not in vain for decades. "What about Li Bai, Du Fu, and Su Dongpo?" "Who's that? Which book? Shen Gui almost jumped up, and silently cheered himself in his heart: Tang and Song Dynasty will be easy if no one comes. Feeling that the second boy who had been watching him all the time, he replied casually: "Oh, nothing, they are all unknown poets." The second boy pouted: "I hate those students who study the most, full of benevolence and morality." Shen Gui received it casually: "A belly of male thieves and female prostitutes." The second boy slapped his face: "That's great, I'll write a Spring Festival couplet and stick it on my door during the New Year, and I'll write it horizontally, shameless." "Second brother, horizontal criticism is generally four words." "Brother, I haven't been studying for a few days. Why don't you think about it? "Four words, then add a stinky word in front." The second boy high-fived.

First put down the second boy's Chinese New Year's Eve was smashed by the teacher and student in Fushan County School and did not mention it, just said that these two came to a broken grass house on the outskirts of the city, the second boy stepped forward to knock on the door but was nowhere to start, so he could only stand outside the door and shout: "The old head is not at home, it was Jin Ye who asked me to come." After shouting three times in a row, a coughing and wheezing reply came from the house: "The door is not locked, come in." When they entered the house, they found an old man half-lying on the side of the wall of the hut. The old man was dressed in dusty rags, with a wrinkled face, and his eyes and snot as if he had not been wiped since his birth. The old man was skinny and skinny, with his eyes and cheeks sunken, like a living dead. I saw that the old man turned his head to look at the person, grinned with a mouthful of rotten teeth, and then immediately spat at the mouth angrily: "I've had enough life." Shen Gui took a closer look and found that the old man's legs had already festered with spots, some of which were rotten deeper, and the bones that should have been white looked already black. Shen Gui forcibly suppressed the nausea, and bowed to the old man: "Old man, my name is Shen Gui, and it was the big golden tooth that asked me to find you." ”