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Tian Chengsi originally wanted to stay to watch Song Xing's jokes, but he didn't expect this face to be beaten, no matter what he said next, this poem alone was enough to make him proud of the entire Dengzhou Mansion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how arrogant Tian Chengsi is, but a reader is a reader after all, at least the ability to appreciate is still there, and he spends his days with a group of fox friends and dog friends in Penglai Pavilion to write poems, in the final analysis, it is just some graffiti, used to drink and laugh, but when it comes to inheritance to future generations, it is not even daring to think about it.

But I didn't expect this little-known young man in front of him to casually chant a song, which was so shocking, looking at the milky young man in front of him, it can be described as a mixed taste, and the sour taste in his heart was stronger than his own sauce jar.

As the rich son of the three sons of Penglai, he has never been so embarrassed as today, first he met Tian Niu, an elder, inexplicably, and then he was despised by Song Xing in every way, especially the words he wrote just now, which really made him lose face in front of everyone.

Seeing that the audience of Penglai Pavilion had been whetted by Song Xing, if he got in the way again, it would be worth the loss, it was pointless to stay here, and he didn't say hello to the fox friends in Penglai Pavilion, so he left in a hurry with a blushing face.

And Tian Chengjia saw Tian Chengji leave with an angry face, he was extremely worried, and he didn't have the heart to sell plowshares anymore, let alone listen to Song Xing's commentary, nor did he say hello to Tian Niu, so he ran back to Tian Hengshan in a hurry.

He had to report this to Uncle Tian so that he could prepare early.

Tian Niu's mind was on Song Xing, but Song Xing's mind was on the black and oppressive audience in front of him, and he didn't care about the two of them.

Song Xing's gaze slowly swept over the audience, and when he saw that everyone was waiting there quietly, he slapped the broken brick on the wooden board, and continued: "What we want to talk about today is the first time of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the banquet of Taoyuan heroes and the three righteousness, and the first merit of the Yellow Turban heroes!" ”

"Speaking of the general trend of the world, it will be united for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time: the seven kingdoms will be divided and merged into Qin at the end of the week; After the destruction of Qin, Chu and Han divided and merged into Han; The Han Dynasty revolted from Gaozu beheading the white snake and dominated the world, and later Guangwu Zhongxing, passed to Emperor Xian, and was divided into three kingdoms. ”

I have to say that a masterpiece is a masterpiece, and although the level of Song Xing's storytelling is in the stage of observation, the shocking charm of the masterpiece itself is infinite, which can completely make up for the shortcomings in this regard.

In just a few words, the audience was brought into the war-torn years of the iron horse Jingo, and the entire storytelling field only heard Song Xing's subdued and frustrated voice, as well as the occasional rustling of falling leaves.

Just when everyone was concentrating and engrossed in listening, just when Song Xing said that Zhang Fei was going to "bring a knife into the account and come to kill Dong Zhuo", he suddenly slapped the broken brick, and the story stopped abruptly.

Silence or silence, after a full half a column of incense, this broke out into thunderous applause, after the applause, the audience was not satisfied, and some people kept shouting: "Hey, I said Song Xing, why don't you say it?" Why don't you say it? ”

In the face of the noisy audience, Song Xing picked up the broken brick again and slapped it again, and with the sound of "pop", the bookstore returned to quiet, and everyone waited there with bated breath for Song Xing to continue.

But he saw Song Xing put down the brick, and arched his hand to everyone and said: "Fathers and fellow villagers are invited, as the so-called relying on parents at home and relying on friends when going out." Song Xing and Xiaomei both want to eat, and ask those who have money to help a money field, and those who don't have money to help a personal field! ”

"Don't you just want money? Why didn't you say it earlier? After those listeners finished saying these words, they immediately threw the copper coins into the broken gong copper in Tian Niu's hand like snowflakes, making a series of crisp sounds, one after another.

It wasn't until the last copper coin floated into the gong that Tian Niu happily held the gong back in front of Song Xing, and said happily: "Brother, we have meat buns to eat today!" ”

Song Xing reached out and touched her head, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are doing well today, you will not only have meat buns later, but also pork belly to eat at night, I guarantee that you have never eaten that taste." ”

"Hey, storyteller, you've received all the money, don't just care about eating, you have to take care of our feelings, let's hurry up and tell the story?" Those listeners saw that Song Xing was only concerned about eating, and they didn't mean to say anything further at all, so they couldn't help but get agitated there.

Song Xing looked at the full copper coins, expressed his satisfaction with his results, and said with a smile: "Human relations are still snobbish in the past and today, who knows that heroes are white." Ande is as fast as Yide, and he punishes the negative people in the world. After all, what is Dong Zhuo's life, and listen to the following breakdown. ”

"Cut!"

When the audience heard Song Xing's words, they suddenly felt a feeling of being pitted, and they all became agitated.

Song Xing didn't care so much, put away the copper coins, put them into a long cloth bag, and handed them to Tian Niu.

Seeing that the audience still had no intention of leaving, he arched his hand and said: "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, it's not that I Song Xing doesn't want to say it, but it's not early. If you really want to hear it, this time tomorrow, this place, see you or leave, see you and leave! ”

Seeing that Song Xing didn't want to say any more, although they were itching, they had to give up, and left the scene one after another, Tian Niu kept shaking with the money bag, listening to the crisp collision sound, and said excitedly: "Brother, money, a lot of money." I've never seen so much money! ”

Song Xing smiled, this copper coin is not as good as a storm in a teapot for him, if it is thrown in the water, it won't even bubble.

Seeing that Tian Niu was so excited, he also felt a little satisfied in his heart, and immediately asked Tian Niu to put away the money bag, and when he wanted to say hello to Tian Chengjia, he found that there was no longer him in the crowd, and he didn't know when he left.

Tian Niu smiled, shook her hand and threw the money bag on her shoulder, although the copper coin was not heavy, but she felt that there was momentum on her shoulder, she had money on her body, and she had the confidence to speak, and said to Song Xing: "Brother, let's go to Chengnan or Caishikou first?" ”

Go to the south of the city to buy meat buns, and go to the vegetable market to buy pork belly.

Tian Niu has never forgotten what Song Xing said, she has always been thinking about her meat buns and pork belly, and the rest seems to have nothing to do with her.

Just as he wanted to leave Penglai Pavilion, a thick and powerful hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and a guy with a meaty face gasped for wine, and said in a rough voice: "Want to go?" Do you know whose place it is? Do you know the rules of this Penglai Pavilion? ”

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land. On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. This Penglai Pavilion seems to be still in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, who do you say? Facing this guy with a meaty face, Song Xing didn't care, he came here today to tell a story, and it was originally this person who was waiting for.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care what the kings and ministers are, in this Penglai Pavilion to tell a story, you have to abide by the rules of this Penglai Pavilion, what you get from today's storytelling, Lao Tzu wants it all!" Lai Ba didn't chew words with him, but said bluntly.

Song Xing shook his head, sighed deliberately and said: "Alas, knocking on a broken gong is saying that it is disturbing poetry, and it is good to talk about a book and robbing strongmen, I think this Great Song Dynasty is really sick!" ”

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