"It's so boring, what are you going to do?" Shen Gui thought so, so he put down the Zihaohu pen in his hand. In the past few days, he should follow the instructions of the old prince and study with Tiejia. However, this continent has been in constant turmoil, and it has not subsided until recent generations. Moreover, it is better to say that the war has subsided, but it is better to say that every era of frequent changes of dynasties is accompanied by bone-chilling pain, and after a long time, the people will naturally settle down, so the current forces of several parties have just come to such a relatively balanced point in time.

In the era of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, there was naturally the outbreak and destruction of civilization when there was war. Those works and classics that once appeared in Shen Gui's original world have experienced the baptism of war and time, and only a few have survived, and they are incomplete. And contemporary scholars and so-called Confucians are just tomb keepers of cultural inheritance, how can they be compared with people like Shen Gui, who have been tempered by a hellish examination. Shen Gui and Tiejia just chatted a few words, and Tiejia changed from being a teacher who preached and solved doubts to a disciple who humbly sought advice.

"Young Master Sun is worthy of being a celestial man summoned by the great shaman goddess of the previous generation, and he learned from the heavens at the age of only ten years, which is really an eye-opener for the contemptible people. It's just that this word still needs to be practiced diligently in order to live up to the genius of God. After hearing this, Shen Gui secretly felt pity in his heart, how could he not destroy the Chinese characters engraved on the stone tablet with a fast horse scimitar.

Now Shen Gui's daily arrangement is simply divided into two: he was dragged up from the bed by the old prince at nine o'clock every day, forcing him to bend over and press his legs to relax his muscles and bones, and lay the foundation for his body. Originally, the rule set by the King of Zhongshan was to get up and start reading at the end of the day, and then start practicing martial arts after lunch. But since the first day of implementation, Shen Gui hung a poem in the main hall of his room: "If you go north to the south and have no settlement, what is your livelihood in this life." Cool and pitiful slept peacefully, and was broken by the evil sound of chickens". This poem was plagiarized from Luo Yin Luo Zhao's advice in Shen Gui's original world, and he looked at the iron armor who came to read it in the morning, and he was happy and ashamed to see it. Since then, Young Master Sun, who has never come to call this "Wenqu descending to earth", got up early, and even moved the chicken coop outside the kitchen to a farther place.

On this day, after lunch, Shen Gui left Tiejia in the study to see the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that had been connected by himself, and he brought some scattered silver and walked along the wall of the palace to the street. First, I squatted under the wall of the Sanbei Academy not far from my home, and heard the gentleman inside talk about Confucianism. Shen Gui, who didn't like Confucianism, listened to the Confucian doctrine taken out of context for a while, and kept pouting. It didn't take long for me to get up and walk in the direction of Hezhong Street, heading straight for the most famous Beiquan Tea House in Fengjing.

The Beiquan Tea House is different from the tea houses in other cities on Youbei Third Road. Beiquan Tea House is located in the prime area of the east exit of Fengjing Hezhong Street, and they put out the world-famous tea. There are Shifeng Longjing, Dongting Biluo, Huangshan Maojian, Taiping Monkey Kui and so on. The climate in the north is cold, and ordinary well-off families will choose to drink cheaper and warm-up black tea, and the shelf life of ordinary black tea is longer, and the price will naturally be cheaper. And the North Spring Tea House only sells green tea. Due to the long distance and inconvenient transportation, and the difficulty of preservation, the price is naturally rising. With the prime location and high-end tea, Beiquan Tea House is by no means a business for ordinary people or ordinary people.

Shen Gui also came to Beiquan Tea House for the first time, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that even the welcoming guest Xiao Er was different from other tea houses. With a smile on his face, his voice is neither high nor low; is neither overly attentive nor indifferent and distant, and this bearing alone makes people look at it a few times.

"In the last book, we talked about the eight-armed Nezha of the Lotus Shaping Spirit. What we are talking about today is a wonderful review: Kunlun Yuxu Palace, Jiang Ziya out of the mountain. Shen Gui nodded slightly, the bibliography that this gentleman said today turned out to be the list of gods. Although I missed the first few episodes, I also know the story roughly, so it doesn't sound abrupt. Less than an hour passed quickly. Shen Guizhi listened to it and enjoyed it, and a silver ingot was thrown directly on the stage. With the leader, these high-ranking officials, dignitaries, gentry, and wealthy businessmen here also began to throw silver into the stage in a whole way. The gentleman thanked him again and again on the stage, and the elementary school apprentice who picked up the money couldn't hide his smile when he was hit by the silver. In order to thank the reward, Mr. continued the small fragment of 'Jiang Ziya's real fire refining pipa' for another quarter of an hour, and refused to say it again. Before stepping off the stage, he glanced at Shen Gui, who was the first to throw silver just now, nodded slightly in thanks, and glanced behind him with the corner of his eye. Shen Gui was slightly stunned, then nodded again. glanced around, and saw that the tea guests were discussing Jiang Ziya and Pipa Jing, so he took advantage of no one to pay attention and slipped into the background.

In addition to Mr. Storyteller, this Beiquan Tea House will also invite many artists. Sometimes it's a singer maiko; Sometimes it's local opera; There are also some acrobatic hand paints. Therefore, this stage has a backstage for artists to put on makeup and change clothes. Shen Gui lifted the curtain and entered the backstage, clenching his fists in his hands and saying hard. At present, there are already many artists in the backstage, and some have already hooked their faces and changed their outfits, and are waiting. But when I saw a child come in and say that it was hard, I was slightly stunned, but I also reflexively returned the salute. The storyteller sat in front of the window, holding a small teapot and beckoning to Shen Gui.

"Young Master Sun? The big old lady summoned that stillborn? The gentleman changed his witty and kind tone on the stage. With a somewhat gloomy face, he crossed Erlang's legs and asked Shen Gui.

"What's the matter? Second mother-in-law, is this a teacher who sells my mouth? Shen Gui looked at his face, and his heart was on fire at that time, and he was naturally not angry when he answered. It was just an old man and a young man, but the little apprentice next to him who was counting the silver looked a little nervous when he heard it. Shen Gui knew that the storyteller in this era had always been a single storyteller. The bibliography itself is incomplete, the variety is scarce, and if there are many heirs, they will naturally have to grab food. At present, if Mr. agrees to Shen Gui's apprenticeship, he himself can only become an outcast.

"I've heard your name in my ears, but when I see you today, I don't like you. I don't have the ability to teach you, and of course I don't want to teach you. I asked you to meet here today, but I was entrusted by the deceased, so I have to protect you well. This little life of yours was given by the great shaman of the previous generation, and I owe her an old man's life, and this person is so gracious. Now, sir, I'll tell you a word carefully. This place is not just a teahouse, come less in the future. I don't care about you! ”

After speaking, the gentleman shook his hand and got up and left. The little apprentice wrapped the uncounted silver in a cloth bag, turned around and gloated at Shen Gui, and happily chased after the master.

"What the is this called a person?" Shen Gui, who was scolded by splitting his head and covering his face, came back to his senses and found that he didn't even find a gap to interject and scold, and the scolding was called a sturdy. But it's no wonder, after all, people eat by mouth.

Shen Guiqi snorted and went to a small teahouse outside the city gate. When I entered the house, I sat down by the window and slapped the table with my hand: "Xiao Er's eyes are panting for breath, haven't you seen Xiao Ye come in?" "The crackling count of the little guy is a little bit of relief. After scolding the young man, he reached out and put the seal of the big gold tooth on the table. The people around were angry when they saw a richly dressed child come in, and their eyes were focused on him, but now they saw him feel a seal, and they all scattered and whispered.

"This young master, what do you command?" At this time, a fat man in a cloth coat and a small hat sat opposite Shen Gui tremblingly. Shen Gui picked up the teacup and drank several cups, suppressed the cold in his heart, stabilized his emotions and said, "It's not a big deal, I just want to know what's going on with the storyteller in the Beiquan Tea Society?" With such a big temper, I'm afraid that storytelling is a side job, and the main business is the Jade Emperor, right? ”

The fat man wiped his sweat when he heard this, and took a long breath to calm his expression:

"Do you still use the seal of Jin Ye for this? Just ask a random tea customer. That gentleman is indeed very unusual, and of course he is not uncommon to the Jade Emperor. I haven't heard anyone mention his real name, and everyone on the street calls him Wujiangke, and I heard that he is the chief of storytelling in the world. As soon as he opens the book, there will be no No. 2 storyteller in the capital. After the fat man finished speaking, he had a leisurely and yearning look.

"Why are you so domineering? Is there anyone in the yamen? Shen Gui took a sip of the tea on the young man's trembling tea, and then 'baba, baba' and siped the broken tea leaves in his mouth.

"Hey, isn't that obvious?" The fat man looked at the fool with an expression: "Is there anyone in the world who says better than him, this villain has little experience and doesn't dare to say big things." But the only one who can say that the whole Chu and Han are fighting for hegemony is this master. The first emperor secretly went out of the palace every day, and listened to the whole Chu Han he said. Just the name of this Wujiang guest, it was also sealed by the first emperor Yukouqin. ”

"I'm such a great person." Shen Gui pouted after listening, "A storyteller can also make a name for him like this?" ”

"Of course, if you're just a storyteller, it's really not a big deal." After speaking, the little fat man looked around, lowered his voice and said, "You have the seal of Jin Ye in your hand, and you can count it as half a river and lake." Then I might as well tell you straight. It is true that there are masters and heroes in the rivers and lakes, but after all, there are so many famous names. So when it comes to these rivers and lakes, it doesn't have much to do with them at all. So what do you say, what are the rivers and lakes? The little fat man looked at Shen Gui with a mysterious expression.

"Aren't the rivers and lakes just a bunch of martial arts sect organizations like Yue Haishan, Bai Heng, and Bainiao?" Shen Gui was a little stunned, but he still said something.

"Young Master Sun, you were wrong at the root. This martial arts practitioner is a Jianghu person, yes. But on the other hand, it would be a big mistake to say that the people of the rivers and lakes are people who practice martial arts. ”

"Yue Haishan, Bai Heng, and Qin Zigui are all first-class big names in the rivers and lakes, which is naturally true. But no matter how big you are, you haven't practiced the doppelganger technique. So on the rivers and lakes, it is still small people like us who are active. Most of the teahouses you see today are Jianghu people. The Jin Ye who gave you this seal is a Jianghu person; The storyteller Wu Jiangke who made you unhappy just now is also a Jianghu person; Even Xiao Er, who refilled the water for you just now" Speaking of this, the little fat man raised his chin and led Shen Gui's gaze to look at the timid young man, "You see that he is clumsy and clumsy, but he also earns some silver by collecting and releasing news for the merchants." So, just those of us who eat on the street and don't have any skills, are the real appearance of the rivers and lakes. ”

When Shen Gui heard this, he felt that there was a big difference from the inherent thoughts in his mind. I was speechless for a while. just looked at this self-proclaimed 'Jianghu man' with a suspicious face, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of honesty.

"I'm just talking to you about it. Since you have the seal of our Yaxing Jinye, I might as well tell you something close. The little fat man stood up and walked behind Shen Gui. Two fleshy hands rested on his shoulders, and then pressed his head low on his left shoulder, and whispered in Shen Gui's ear:

"Every teahouse in the world, from the boss to the artist, is a river and lake person. But this Beiquan Tea House, even counting all the artists in the background, is only one of the rivers and lakes. ”