This 'feast' carefully prepared for Yan Day's enthronement ceremony, Shen Gui, as the 'chef', is naturally the busiest person. However, now that it has been decided that 'shamanism' is the main dish during the banquet, then 'dried fruit preserves' and 'soup side dishes' are naturally not too shabby.

So, just after coming out of the shamanic altar, Shen Gui came to the Qingquan Tea House located on Hezhong Street.

Since childhood, after the storyteller Wujiangke gave him a cold face, Shen Gui has never stepped on the door of this Qingquan Tea House. Now it seems that although Youbei Third Road has just experienced a baptism of war, in front of this Qingquan Tea House, it is still a lively scene of traffic.

Nowadays, there are still people who come here to drink tea in leisure and leisure, except for the rich and the young, they are the children of official eunuchs. Although this tragic war between the two norths brought endless suffering and torture to the ordinary people of Youbei Third Road, for the guests in the tea house at this time, it was like taking their families and going out to enjoy the mountains and rivers. Now that the war has just passed, they immediately return to their original life trajectory, they should drink tea and tea, and they should listen to music.

And although the Shuangtian Gambling House and the North and South markets are still in a depression, anyone knows very well in their hearts that such a situation in the city will not last long. walked a red one, and a green one, such a profitable business, are you still worried that no one will take over?

However, it will still take some time for these 'entertainment venues' to reopen, and the Qingquan Tea House, which is currently in normal business, will naturally be more prosperous than in the past.

"Ahem......!"

Shen Gui coughed lightly, causing a young man who had just ushered in a guest to sit down. This young man was also clever enough, and immediately put the white cloth handkerchief on his shoulder, and made a gesture to Shen Guixu, who was dressed luxuriously and had extraordinary appearance:

"Master Shen, are you here? I haven't seen you for a long time, but you've been good lately, huh? Although there is a small sentence that should not be said, you have to have the courage to say two sentences of your old man's no! You see, how far is your mansion from us, it's only half a street away, and the small one I venture to talk about, and I can barely climb with your neighbors, right? Why don't you come to the neighborhood often when you're free? Oh yes, you're a noble man, and you're doing great things, not much better than us guys who don't sell our legs. You see, when you are coming, when am I here! How much of a temporary fortune is pointing to this? Do you think that's right? Gotta enjoy the face of the small shop today, and the small one has to serve you some housekeeping gadgets......"

Don't look at the excitement that this guy said, in fact, it's just a 'business mouth'. With an almost, he unhurriedly led Shen Gui to a front row window position with a quiet and wide field of vision. Before Shen Gui sat down, he also used his sleeves to dust the non-existent on the table and chair with his hands and feet, and still kept saying in his mouth:

"What do you think of this? This is a small special seat reserved for guests like you! Look at this house, there are no children of eunuchs and rich families, but the little ones don't bring them here at all! You know why? Because they're not like you, they're not good enough! Yes, then you sit down first, and the small one will make you a pot of 'high' tea. ”

Don't look at what this guy said nicely, but the tea is still ordinary tea, the people are still those individuals, and even the artists on the stage are still those 'half-familiar voices'. Now it is the repertoire of 'Wu Zixu's white head overnight'. The level of the artists on the stage is good, and the audience is also fascinated and applauded. Such a lively and full of fireworks in the market made Shen Gui's mind gradually cold to the bone marrow.

After singing 'Wen Zhaoguan', he walked up to a figure that looked a little familiar. The man was now dressed in a coarse white coat with his arms outstretched, and was carrying a small square table in the middle of the stage. After he put down the table, he brought a waking wood, a sweat towel, and a fan in turn; After all this preparation, the 'little gentleman' bowed to the guests in the audience and then turned back to the backstage. Immediately afterwards, a lean but energetic old man, holding a delicate one-foot folding fan in his right hand, sat behind the desk.

As he finished reading a few sentences of poetry, with a striking sound of tapping on the table, the Wujiang guest continued to talk about the bibliography mentioned in the last book......

At the same time, Zhang Wantian, the shopkeeper leaning behind the cabinet, carefully looked at Shen Gui, who was listening to 'relish', and then casually summoned a young man who looked quite clever, whispered a few words, the young man nodded, and left the Qingquan Tea House in a flash.

In less than a stick of incense, next to Shen Gui's tea table, another middle-aged man sat down.

It wasn't until Wujiangke finished talking about 'burning Mianshan' that Shen Gui turned his head, looked at Shan Qingquan sitting next to him and said:

"What's the time now? Do you still dare to swagger on the street? Hurry back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to look after the family, the Prime Minister must not afford to lose. ”

When Shan Qingquan heard Shen Gui's words, he didn't show any eagerness at all:

"There is still Li Fu in the house, don't look at him as old as he is, but as long as he guards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there are not many of my old singles, and there are many less of my old singles. Xiangye's safety, you really don't need to worry...... It's useless for you to worry. ”

Hearing Shan Qingquan's somewhat irresponsible words, Shen Gui tilted his head and thought about it, and then he was relieved. Yes, although Li Fu's skills are not as good as Liu Banxian's 'outliers' outside the Heavenly Dao, but if he is compared with mortals, he can be regarded as a master of one top one; although he is much older than Shan Qingquan in terms of age, no one can escape the natural law of 'fist is afraid of being less strong'. Therefore, the victory or defeat of the two against each other is at most a number of five or five; But if it really comes to the critical juncture of life and death, I am afraid of only three Shan Qingquan, and I may not be able to reach the last Li Fu.

If the killer sent by the other party to the Prime Minister's Mansion to assassinate can't even be stopped by Li Fu, then one more Shan Qingquan is nothing more than one more martyr.

"I'm not here to look for you today, I'm here to find Wujiangke."

"You're looking for Lao Cao? What can you do with him? ”

This is the first time Shen Gui has heard that the Wujiang guest who is not very good-tempered has the surname Cao.

"This matter is a matter between our rivers and lakes, what are you asking about as a court eagle dog?"

Shen Gui hadn't figured out how to make Li Deng accept the fact that his family was unfortunate for the time being, so it was not easy to tell Shan Qingquan clearly; now in the face of his questions, he could only make a haha at will, half-concealing and half-concealing the past.

"Hah...... Owe! Then you can play here by yourself. I just want to remind you in advance that all the artists in the background of this Qingquan Tea House, except for Wujiangke, the storyteller of the first emperor Qinfeng, are all the disciples of Queen Li Niangniang. ”

After Shan Qingquan finished speaking, he raised his head and drained the strong tea in the cup, dusted off the soil on his body, and left the Qingquan Tea House amid the compliments of the guys.

And his earth-shattering words immediately made Shen Gui stop going to the backstage. It's all because of Shan Qingquan's fluttering sentence, the amount of information contained in it is too great!

Although as early as the first time the two met, Wujiangke had already told Shen Gui. In the entire Qingquan Tea Society, he is the only one who is a 'serious Jianghu person'. But when Shen Gui climbed the big tree of Li Deng, he always thought that the deep meaning of Wujiangke's words was to remind himself that this Qingquan Tea House was the eyes and ears of his prime minister Li Deng from top to bottom! Unexpectedly, according to the owner of this tea house, Shan Qingquan, all the artists in this teahouse would actually eat the bowl of rice of the queen's mother!

Li Lian, as the mother of Youbei Country, if she likes these operas, then it is enough to call them directly into the palace to hold a meeting, and there is no need to raise such a group of 'lower nine streams' in his brother's teahouse.

Needless to say, I know that the queen must have other plans in this way. It's just that Shen Gui has always left this harem master behind, and now when he hears this kind of accident, he can't figure it out for a while.

However, since this time has come, if there is any news leaked, it is now a matter of the boat, so I will bite the bullet and break into this Longtan Tiger's Den!

Wujiangke was very surprised when he saw Shen Gui's appearance, and then frowned, and waved his hand at him in a pretending ignorant tone:

"Please stay here, this gentleman, this is the backstage, not where you came! Son, lead this gentleman out and sit down......"

Of course, Shen Gui knew that at this time, Wujiangke was talking nonsense with his eyes open. And he looked around and found that although all the artists were busy with their own work, the corners of their eyes were clearly secretly staring at their every move.

"Yo? I haven't seen each other for a long time, so I don't know Shen? I said, old man, don't be embarrassed! I know you've told the emperor a few paragraphs, but if you say it's a big dealer, it's just a stinky storyteller at best. When I was a child, I did let you bluff those big words, but this time you can try again! Today's master, I am the great protector of shamanism, although my grandfather was robbed of his title, it is also the Taibai Flying Tiger of Zhongshan Road! With a pig like you, you dare to shout in front of me? Let me tell you plainly, Shen Gui is here to find you today! However, this matter is not without a ...... I have a friend named Xiao Fu, who usually likes to listen to you tell stories. Today I will give him a big birthday, you can go and give us a little help in the evening! If you answer, I will give you as much silver as you want, and we will write off the account when you were a child; If you shouldn't...... See? The fire at Donghaiguan is the majesty of our shamanism! Master, I'll have another divine fire, and I'll light your king in a moment! Hum! ”

Shen Gui's arrogant and domineering majesty had just finished shaking, and before everyone in the background could react, he turned around and lifted the curtain, turned around and left!

Everyone outside could only hear Wujiang Ke who was backstage, while smashing the tea bowl, while shouting loudly what 'unreasonable evil young man', what 'dog fights human power', and what 'loser', and those 'colleagues in the entertainment industry' who were also in the same backstage also spoke out to comfort this storyteller.

In the middle of the night, the midsummer sky is shining with a little starlight, reflecting the whole sky as if it is both deep and far, and it seems to be close at hand.

On the south bank of the Youhe River outside Fengjing City, a slightly dilapidated fishing boat is floating alone and lonely on the calm water......