After a thousand years of silence, Tian Hengshan finally ushered in a bright smile, happiness was written on everyone's face, and happiness was engraved in everyone's bones. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sales of cereals and cereals wine are far better than imagined, although there is only a profit of one percent, it is enough for the old and young masters of Tian Hengshan to eat meat once every half a month, the eldest girl can wear flower clothes, and the half-sized son is no longer bare-assed.

These are all thanks to a man named Song Xing. Therefore, in the current Tian Hengshan, Song Xing's words are sometimes more effective than the patriarchs, especially Tian Niu, who sticks Song to death wherever she walks like a marshmallow.

The thoughts of the villagers are simple and realistic, sometimes they are as simple as fools, and sometimes they are realistic as profiteers.

Especially those who have daughters in the family are jealous when they see Tian Niu sticking to Song Xing, but after being jealous, they long for her to stick to it.

After all, in their simple and realistic thinking, as long as Song Xing is kept, happiness will be kept, and it doesn't matter who keeps it.

Today's Tian Hengshan is no longer defensive against Song Xing, and the original forbidden land is no longer a forbidden place, as long as Song Xing is willing to go, he can go anywhere, if he doesn't want to walk by himself, it's no problem for people to carry him.

The martial arts training ground in the back mountain was completely open to Song Xing, and the leading Tian Chengguang even wanted to teach Song Xing to ride a horse and archery, and his enthusiasm was so frightened that Song Xing did not dare to go to the back mountain.

It's good to have meat to eat, and Tian Niu's energy is also very strong, just jumping squares is no longer enough to consume her exuberant physical strength.

Practicing martial arts has become her new choice, in Tian Hengshan, Tian Niu's seniority is quite high, as the head of Tian Hengshan, Tian Chengguang, the head of Tian Hengshan, spares no effort when teaching, and it is necessary to open a small stove.

Song Xing coldly watched the changes in Tian Hengshan, and hid his inner feelings deeply, no matter the wind or rain, he went to Penglai Pavilion every day to tell stories, since he sent Lai Ba to Shamen Island, those small merchants and hawkers were also grateful to him.

Many traders discussed to make a good lot for Song Xing, but Song Xing didn't accept it, he felt that it was good to have a corner of peace, not to mention that the Three Kingdoms was not a storytelling for him, but fishing.

Catch a big fish!

Tian Chengsi still brings a group of idlers to Penglai Pavilion every once in a while to chant poems, and he still hates the sound of broken gongs struck by Tian Niu very much, but now Song Xing even nods his father when he sees it, so it's better not to touch this moldy head.

What's more, Tian Niu is his elder, Tian Niu is called Brother Song Xing, and he has to call him uncle, which has never been able to pass this hurdle in his heart, so every time he sees Song Xing, he takes a detour.

Song Xing's storytelling hall has always been very simple, there is not even a wooden bench, most of the listeners sit on the ground, and only a few people bring stones to sit in the front row.

With the sound of Tian Niu's gong, the listeners who were originally walking around the venue suddenly quieted down, and found an open space to sit down, and those who were chatting about the world also immediately sealed their mouths tightly, and everyone waited quietly for Song Xing to speak.

Song Xing is talking about Cao Cao's cooking wine and talking about heroes today, when he said that "the heroes of the world are only the kings and the ears", suddenly the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the earth-shaking thunder one after another, and the raindrops the size of beans soared and fell.

I didn't have time to clean up the bookstall and didn't care about collecting money, so I picked up Tian Niu and ran into Penglai Pavilion, unlike last time, this time no one stopped him, when he ran in like a chicken in the soup, he saw Tian Chengsi shaking his head there and chanting his new words.

Song Xing heard it for a long time, and he didn't fully understand what he was chanting, only a group of sycophants were clapping their hands there, saying some flattering words, which made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

Sitting next to Tian Chenghei was a white-clothed boy about eighteen or nineteen years old, holding a tea bowl and tasting tea by himself, looking complacent, seeing Song Xing coming in, he smiled faintly at him, which was regarded as a greeting.

This person is none other than the martial prince of Penglai, the son of the Wuyi doctor Ma Zheng, Ma Kuo, the martial artist of Zhenghe for eight years, and he is also a well-known celebrity in this Dengzhou Mansion.

Song Xing only felt that he had heard of this person's name somewhere, or had seen it when he was reading a book before, although his impression was not particularly deep, but he was sure that this name was definitely not heard after he crossed over.

Seeing him smiling at himself and nodding politely, he found a corner with Tian Niu, and tidied up his clothes.

The wind must be accompanied by heavy rain, and now outside Penglai Pavilion, this is the case, the wind is howling, the rain is pouring, the dark clouds are rolling, the thunder and lightning are intertwined, and the whole sky is black and oppressive as if it is about to fall, which is suffocating.

Song Xing just came to Penglai Pavilion to take shelter from the rain, and did not disturb Tian Chenghei, Tian Chengsi also did not intend to provoke Song Xing, but as the rich son of Penglai's third son, there is always no shortage of good people around him.

The last time Tian Chengsi lost face in front of Song Xing, someone wanted to get this face back, a chubby scholar walked over crookedly with a wine bottle, and said with a mouth full of wine: "You are Song Xing of Tian Hengshan's storyteller?" Do you know the rules for coming here? ”

Song Xing just wanted to hide from the rain, and he really didn't know what the rules were, not to mention that Song Xing had never been a person who knew the rules, especially when facing these wine bags and rice bags.

Since Song Xing let Tian Niu eat meat, Tian Niu's courage is much greater than before, when Tian Youdao came to Tian Hengshan, she could call him brother generously, and Tian Youdao even happily agreed.

This was put half a month ago, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

Of course, at that time, even if she wanted to, she didn't have a chance, and Tian Youdao at that time generally didn't go to Tian Hengshan, unless the annual ancestor worship ceremony, you could see his slightly obese figure.

Now Tian Niu, she is not even afraid of Tian Chenghe, not to mention a dog beside Tian Chengsi, who immediately jumped on the stool next to him and knocked his ear with a broken gong.

Boom!

The earth-shattering gong sound was like thunder outside, and the fat scholar was caught off guard, so that his eardrums buzzed, accompanied by a sour and itchy feeling, and he quickly stretched out his little finger and pounded it vigorously.

The fat scholar was about to attack Tian Niu, but found that Tian Chengsi's face seemed to be a little wrong. In the past, people saw their seniority very seriously, no matter how reluctant he Tian Chengsi was in his heart, but in front of people, Tian Niu was his aunt, and he had to protect his aunt.

The fat scholar didn't dare to attack Tian Niu, so he had to twist his head back, open his blister eyes, squint at Song Xing, and hummed: "You are talking outside, we can't care, but if you want to enter this Penglai Pavilion, you have to write a poem or fill in the first word." ”

Song Xing still didn't speak, and Tian Niu said unconvinced: "There are so many people who come to Penglai Pavilion to take shelter from the rain, why are you just embarrassing my brother?" I don't think you're a good person. ”

"Other people don't chant poems against each other, that's because they are not readers, since this Song Gongzi is telling stories in Penglai Pavilion, a Linjiang Immortal that day is even more sensational in Dengzhou City, if he shouldn't fight today, then he is plagiarized." The fat scholar saw that Song Xing should not, and he was still pressing tightly there.

Tian Chengsi saw that the fat scholar was not snuggling there, and his face was not good-looking, he just wanted to stand up to stop the farce in front of him, but was stopped by Ma Kuo with his eyes, he also wanted to see how many catties and taels this Song Xing had.

When the fat scholar saw Tian Chengsi standing up and sitting down, even Ma Kuo was on his side, his expression was even more proud, and his words were even more unpolite, with an aggressive look, which really made Sheng Hao annoyed.

Song Xing didn't want Tian Niu to entangle with such a senseless person, so he said coldly: "Isn't it just a poem?" It's not a big deal, you'd better find a bench and sit down, lest it scare you. ”

"Half-paralyzed?" The fat scholar suddenly wrote a big pen, it's really strange every year, there are a lot of them this year, he has grown so big, I really haven't heard anyone be shocked by poetry.