Yuxuan wrote a letter, folded it, put it in an envelope, and called an entourage.

"If you send this letter to the storyteller of the tea shop, remember that it must be delivered to him."

The little servant took the letter into his arms, said "yes" respectfully, and went out of the palace.

The tea shop that Yu Xuan said was in a ten-mile shop on the outskirts of the city, and it was rarely visited, but the people who listened to books every day were full of people sitting in a teahouse.

It's nothing more than that the storyteller is handsome, and most of the stories he tells are things they haven't heard.

It's just that the storyteller loves to turn around the corner, and he can often talk about it for ten days and half a month at a time.

No, when the little guy arrived at the teahouse, he just went up.

"Up......

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