Yu Yong listened to the three Taoist priests saying inexplicable words, his curiosity became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but ask.

The Taoist priest looked at Yu Yong, fortunately, the matter of Yu Yong giving up his seat just now left a good impression on them, and one of the Taoist priests smiled and said: "This brother is not an outsider, Brother Dao will talk to him!" ”

The other man also looked at Yu Yong and said: "Well, okay, since you don't know, then I'll talk about it, but the ugly words are ahead, out of this door, the poor road will not admit what I said!" ”

"Haha, that's, that's!" The third man laughed all over his face.

Yu Yong also hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for the trust of the three Taoist masters, I am a tight-lipped person, just forget it after listening, and I will never talk nonsense." ”

The Taoist pondered for a while, poured a glass of wine and smelled it, pointed to the wine glass, and said, "The matter still has to talk about this winemaker." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Yu Yong and said, "Does this good man know this Mingyue Gongzi that Poor Dao just said?" ”

Yu Yong was surprised and said: "I am a rude person, I am not very familiar with what kind of son, but I have heard of Li Xiang, and I don't know if it is a person." ”

"It's a person!" Another younger Taoist priest said: "The Mingyue prince we are talking about is this Li Xiang, but this name is the nickname that everyone gave after he wrote poems on the Mingyue Tower in Luoyang." ”

"Oh, that's a person, the Li Xiang I know is the current city guard of Luoyang City." Yu Yong looked stunned, which made the three Taoist priests feel that this person was a vulgar martial artist.

The Taoist priest who spoke first nodded and said, "Yes, it's him." Since the strong man knows Li Xiang, then the poor Dao won't talk much about his deeds, let's talk about his magical methods today. ”

As he spoke, he drank all the wine in the cup, then smacked his mouth a few times and continued: "It's really good wine, think about it, how can he, a young man who is not yet weak, make such a drink?" ”

Yu Yong had long been salivating over good wine, licked his lips and glanced at it, and his nose twitched vigorously: "Well, it's good, this smell is good wine, strong wine." ”

The young Taoist priest smiled, picked up the wine jug and poured a glass for Yu Yong, pushed it in front of him and said, "Haha, I see that the strong man is also a master of wine, come and come, don't just smell it, how about it!" ”

Yu Yong's face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed and said, "This, this is not good!" ”

"What's wrong, manly man, don't twist and pinch, drink quickly!" The third Taoist priest was probably also a good drinker, poured himself a glass, touched the cup with Yu Yong, and motioned for Yu Yong to drink quickly.

Yu Yong was not polite at the moment, thanked him, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Most of the people who drank Li Xiang's liquor for the first time had a reaction, that is, they drank it all, and then coughed violently, and their faces were red, and Yu Yong was no exception.

After stopping the cough, Yu Yongcai said embarrassedly: "Good wine, it's just that this is too strong, I almost didn't slow down, I'm sorry for the Taoist leaders, it's rude." ”

"Haha, it's okay, we've all come from this level." The Taoist of good wine was so happy that he signaled that it was okay.

Yu Yong said again: "But although this wine is strong, it has an endless aftertaste, it is really a good wine!" ”

"That's true, the poor man asks you, have you ever drunk such a strong liquor before? Or have you ever heard of such a spirit? ”

"Where have I seen it, this is the first time in my life!" Yu Yong shook his head and said, "Don't say I've seen it, I haven't heard of it, how can such wine be brewed." ”

"That's right!" The storyteller said proudly: "That's why Poor Dao wants to talk about Li Xiang." He can make such wine at a young age, even if he is a connoisseur of wine all his life, he does not have such ability, so tell me, why can he Li Xiang make such wine all of a sudden? ”

None of the three spoke, looking at him.

He was even more proud: "Haha, in fact, Poor Dao once thought about what kind of person this Li Xiang was, but when he heard what the people said, he really felt that it was probably really that reason, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain that so many unbelievable things were made by him." ”

"What did the people say?" The drunken Taoist asked.

"Li Xiang is a fairy child!" The storyteller's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he stroked his beard with his hand.

Yu Yong frowned, in fact, he knew Li Xiang, and he also knew a lot of things about Li Xiang, Mingyue Gongzi, printing, and spirits, and he was also very clear about what the people were talking about.

Now when I hear this Taoist priest say this, I feel that something is wrong.

The young Taoist priest showed a little disbelief and said: "Brother Dao, what you said is a rumor after all, no one can prove that he is an immortal disciple, and even he himself doesn't seem to have admitted it, it's just a coincidence." Maybe his ancestors had this craft. ”

The others did not speak, and the Taoist priest who told the story said dissatisfiedly: "You are still young! The poor road will not care about you. Think about it, if it's just one thing, we won't say anything, but think about how much he can learn at his current age, even if he is extremely smart since he was a child. ”

Turning his head to Yu Yong, he said, "This strong man also knows Li Xiang, tell me, in addition to brewing this spirit, he has done many things that no one else has done." ”

Yu Yong thought for a while, and still said: "I know that he seems to have made something to print books, but he is very popular with those literati!" ”

"Well, that's movable type printing, it is said that only his family's printing workshop can get it now, and other places have not seen it for the time being." The storyteller seemed to know more about Li Xiang's affairs.

"Isn't that amazing?" The young Taoist priest disagreed.

"Think about it, in the future, all the books used by scholars in the world will be printed by him Li Xiang, what do you think is the attitude of readers towards Li Xiang?" The storyteller was a little dismissive.

The young Taoist priest also said disdainfully: "What's this, without him Li Xiang before, the scholar doesn't study anymore?" ”

"It's true." The storyteller sneered: "Do you think that Li Xiang came up with this printing technique to make money? Wrong, the books printed by people are not only clearer than those of the previous government-run bookstores, but what is more valuable is that the time for printing a book has been shortened by more than double, and what is even more powerful is that the cost of printing books is so low that it is frightening, so the price should be lower. ”

Seeing that the young Taoist priest didn't understand, he didn't say anything to him, and turned to the other two and said: "Think about it, how many people wanted to read in the past because they couldn't afford it, so they didn't get famous, Li Xiang's books are cheap, there will be thousands of readers to buy his books, and how many of these people will get ahead at that time, will they be grateful to Li Xiang at that time!" ”

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he continued to drink, and the other three did not speak, all of them were thinking, this is indeed the case.

Yu Yong suddenly said: "What happened to the Taoist chief who just said that Li Xiang is a child of a fairy?" ”

"Well, do you think that Li Xiang can have such a means, is it something that his little doll can do? Therefore, the common people say that he is a disciple of the gods, and it is not groundless! ”

"Could it be that he is really an immortal disciple?" This time, the young Taoist priest was a little shaken, and shook his head again: "It's not right! If he is really an immortal disciple, why doesn't he say it himself? ”

"Have you ever seen the truly enlightened masters say it themselves?" The old Taoist priest asked rhetorically, and without waiting for the Taoist priest to answer, he continued: "Isn't it because we came to Pengcheng this time because this is Zhang Tianshi's dojo?" Have you ever heard that when Zhang Tianshi didn't feather and ascend to immortal, he said that he was an immortal? ”

Now the two Taoists stopped talking, this is a fact.

The old Taoist priest further said: "You just heard that Li Xiang is a fairy disciple, but the poor Dao listened more carefully, and now the people around His Majesty have also spread the news from the palace, saying that Li Xiang is studying under Taiyi Daojun, that is a real immortal, and it is an immortal in our Daomen." If you talk about it like this, he Li Xiang is still our Taoist friend! ”

"Ahh If so? This time, even the Taoist priest who was addicted to alcohol was surprised.

"Of course there is, otherwise why would Poor Dao know so clearly!" The old Taoist priest drank another glass of wine, and his face was proud.

Yu Yong was shocked when he heard this, good guy, the little doll's name Li Xiang just now became a Taoist friend in a blink of an eye, is this a big change in kung fu?

When a few people were wondering, the old Taoist priest said again: "Do you know why so many fellow Taoists suddenly appeared in Pengcheng these days? ”

Several people shook their heads at the same time, looking at Lao Dao in confusion.

Lao Dao stroked his beard proudly again and said, "I just thought everyone knew that something big was going to happen in Pengcheng in the past few days." ”

"What's the big deal?" This time it was Yu Yong, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Lao Dao didn't speak, first cautiously looked at the few tables around him, people were talking loudly, and didn't pay attention to them, then leaned forward and said in a low voice: "Remember, only a few of us know, don't talk nonsense." ”

Several people wanted to know, so they nodded and waited for the following.

The old Taoist priest cleared his throat and lowered his voice again: "Two days later, here in Pengcheng, the Maitreya Sect Master came in person to congratulate Heavenly Master Zhang on his birthday, and secondly, to welcome the successor of Heavenly Master. ”

"Descendant of the Heavenly Master?" The young Taoist priest couldn't help but scream, and was instantly slapped on the head by the old Taoist priest and reprimanded: "Silence! ”

The young Taoist priest stuck out his tongue, looked at the people on the table around him, rubbed his head and didn't dare to speak.

The old Taoist priest glared at him angrily, and then continued: "Yes, the descendant of the Heavenly Master, do you know who this descendant of the Heavenly Master is?" ”

The three of them continued to shake their heads, and the old Taoist priest said with a smile: "It's the one we just said!" ”