On this day, Baoyu and her sisters were invited to play in the garden.

When passing by a rockery, I suddenly heard Huansan's grinning voice coming: "Anyway, this Ganluo, it's really amazing, just twelve years old when he was worshiped by King Qin Zhengqing, just like the cabinet members in the court......"

Baoyu and his entourage stopped suddenly, attracted by the story in Huansan's mouth, and followed the direction from which the voice came, and happened to see that this guy was laughing with the little girl with an attractive story.

The damn thing is that halfway through the talk, this guy didn't even talk about it.

How can this be, isn't it appetizing?

"Third Brother Huan, why don't you talk about it?"

The girls had to be reserved, and Baoyu naturally had to shout: "What about the story behind, tell it quickly!" ”

"I'm sorry, that's all I know!"

Seeing Baoyu and a girl, a trace of cunning flashed in Jia Huan's eyes, and he spread his hands and said helplessly: "If you want to know, go buy a copy of "Young Heroes"!" ”

"What "Young Heroes", why haven't you heard of it?"

Baoyu's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you fool me!" ”

At this time, in order to know the follow-up of the wonderful story, the girls couldn't help it......

Not long after, the little maid beside Baoyu was ordered to smoke, took the five taels of silver raised by Baoyu and the girls, and went straight to the Huiyou Bookstore not far from Ningrong Street.

"Shopkeeper, come to five copies of "Young Heroes"!"

Don't ask him how he knows the title of the book, and don't ask him how he knows the price, in short, the second master and the girls are in a hurry right now, Mingyan doesn't dare to slack off, and there are many small people who want to replace him.

When he got five copies of "Young Heroes" and rushed back non-stop, a strange thought suddenly rose in his heart: Why do those teenagers in Huiyou's bookstore look familiar?

How did he know that this was Jia Yun who rushed to learn from the clan.

At the same time, Jia Yun also brought three taels of silver raised by the clan science, which was the money for the local tyrants in the clan science to buy "Young Heroes".

……

In a teahouse not far from Ningrong Street, Mr. Storyteller is foaming at the mouth of the "Sui and Tang Dynasty Heroes" with their strong force and heroic spirit.

Today, when it happened to talk about the magical existence of Li Yuanba, Mr. Storyteller's eyebrows flew and he shouted loudly: "It is said that this Li Yuanba is as skinny as firewood and as big as a fight, and the standard sick seedling figure is an outlier with infinite natural strength......

The tea guests were so intoxicated that they were not excited, it was similar to watching Xiao Baiwen's pretending to be a slap in the face, although they had already known the content of the back, they still couldn't help but be enthusiastic and happy.

When the storyteller was shocked and the story came to an end temporarily, a teenager at the window held the "Young Hero" storybook in his hand, suddenly got up and said loudly: "Li Yuanba is really powerful, but he is not a real character!" ”

This voice can attract all the tea customers in the entire teahouse, and the sturdy young man is not afraid, and said loudly: "Even if Li Yuanba really exists, he is just a fool with a brain that lacks strings, and he was easily killed by his brother, no matter how strong the force is?" ”

His questioning made some sense, and it suddenly detonated the discussion of the entire teahouse.

"What this son said is not bad, what if Li Yuanba is the first good man in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, he died in the end, he was called a nest, or he was killed by his own brothers, it is said that he can't be called a 'good man' at all!"

"Yes, this little boy said that Li Yuanba is not a real person, is this true?"

"I don't know, who knows the specific situation in the Sui and Tang dynasties?"

“……”

Mr. Storyteller was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly, this was smashed.

However, although the young man who opened his mouth was not dressed gorgeously, he was still half-baked clothes, but he was not from an ordinary family, and he did not dare to cause disaster for the teahouse.

Eye-to-eye with the shopkeeper of the teahouse, and when the tea guests' voices were a little weaker, he immediately asked aloud: "What is the opinion of this son?" ”

"Nothing high!"

The sturdy young man said calmly: "I just think it's not interesting to tout Li Yuanba over and over again, there are a lot of powerful young heroes in real history, and the merits of any one are much stronger than Li Yuanba, why have I never heard of this story?" ”

The storyteller was speechless for a while, and at the same time felt a little more curious in his heart, and saw that the faces of the tea guests also changed, and he couldn't help but wonder: "I don't know what the 'young hero' mentioned by Gongzi is, who has any merits?" ”

"Ganluo, at the age of twelve, he was worshiped as the secretary by the first emperor who had not yet unified the six countries, that is, the prime minister we are familiar with!"

The sturdy young man's face was full of excitement, and he said loudly: "As for his exploits, I am afraid that you will not believe it when you say it, and help the Qin State capture more than a dozen cities of the Zhao State with the strength of one person!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire teahouse was in an uproar.

The tea guests looked at each other one by one, they really had never heard of such a story of a young hero before.

was able to help the Qin State win more than a dozen cities in other countries at a young age, and when it comes to merit, it is indeed much stronger than Li Yuanba, who can only play with a hammer.

Of course, the scholars among the tea guests have some impressions of this, at least Ganluo's deeds are not fictional, and they are recorded in the relevant books of the pre-Qin period.

It's just that the pre-Qin period is too far away from the present, and there are no romance stories in related aspects, which makes ordinary tea customers not have much impression.

"Childe is well-read and strong, can you tell me the story of this twelve-year-old Ganluo?"

Mr. Storyteller was speechless for a while, he was not a serious reader, and he was also the first to hear about Ganluo, and he didn't know how to answer, and at the same time he was a little more curious in his heart, relying on his keen professional sense of smell, he vaguely realized that this Ganluo story might become a new popular flashpoint, so he needed to know more.

The other tea drinkers chimed in, and even the readers were smiling, intending to hear what Ganro's story was all about.

"Haha, I don't dare to take it seriously, I only learned about it from this storybook of "Young Heroes"!"

The sturdy young man laughed, Yang Yang took the book in Yang's hand, and said leisurely: "I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha, according to the book, to you to read and chatter, if you like it, please say good, if you don't like it, you don't hear it!" ”

After speaking, he ignored the applause of the tea guests, cleared his throat and said loudly: "It is said that this Gan Luo is from a noble background, but he was ...... by his family at a young age."

The sturdy young man's eyebrows flew and the stars flew horizontally, and the tea guest was also quite fascinated by it, and couldn't help but sigh with the storyline: This Ganluo is worthy of being a powerful existence that can be a prime minister at the age of twelve, not to mention the ability, just say that the smart energy is amazing, and it is really a young hero!