"The six curves are dry and green trees, the willows are light, and the golden wisps are displayed. Who moved the zither to the jade pillar and flew through the curtain and the petrel flew away. The eyes are full of gossamer and flocculent, when the red apricot opens, it rains in a flash. Thick sleep comes to warbler gibberish, frightened good dreams have nowhere to be found, thick sleep comes warbler gibberish, frightened good dreams have nowhere to be found. ”

I could only hear the woman's singing voice as clear as spring water, delicate and slightly soft, soft and a little gentle, mixed with the sound of the pipa, and it did not seem noisy at all.

"This word is well written, the word of sadness, I don't know which talented person that woman misses?" Dongmen Weisheng pinched the teacup, leaned on the railing, and turned his head to say to Yun and a few people behind him.

"If you sing well, you will be beautiful." Huang Zhuyu said.

Dongmen Weisheng: Hmm??? Isn't it veiled? How can you tell that she is beautiful, in case she is an ugly girl.

"Look." Huang Zhuyu pushed out his chin, pointed to the round platform downstairs, and motioned to the east gate to take a look.

The woman's veil had fallen halfway somehow, and she saw a pair of almond eyes wide open, curved willow eyebrows as if printed on her face, a straight nose, and teeth under her thin lips clenched, as if she was enduring something.

"The little lady's song is singing well, why don't you come to my box and sing alone for this young master, how about it?"

Lei Teng was under the round platform, and he was about to go up to the round platform and pull the little lady who sang the song to his box. There is a private room on the first floor, but there is no door, so that it is convenient for guests to watch the show. Lei Teng was in a doorless box on the first floor.

"There are rules in the inn, the little woman can only sing on this stage, and she is not allowed to leave the stage, otherwise the little woman's salary will be confiscated, and I ask this official to understand." The woman's veil had just fallen in a hurry, and before she could fasten it, she revealed her beautiful face.

She simply let her face be exposed in front of everyone, thinking that someone would pity her.

"Digging a slot, this is robbing a people's girl in broad daylight!" Although Dongmen Weisheng said so, his face was really full of interest, and he looked lively.

This is your attitude towards a weak woman being robbed? Ahh Can you be serious?

"Brother Dongmen, aren't you worried that the woman will be robbed by this person?" Kong Yinda saw that the microecology of the East Gate was abnormal, so he asked with a smile.

Dongmen Weisheng turned sideways, smiled slightly, and said: "I'm afraid this woman hasn't been singing here for a day or two, since she looks like her, she has already met someone like Lei Teng, so why wait until now." ”

"What if this woman hadn't been seen before? Isn't she veiled? Kong Yinda asked.

"I don't think so." East Gate Weisheng Road.

The drama of robbing the people's girls continues to be staged below, and it is getting more and more intense.

"Guests don't disturb the order of our store, there are rules in our building, which cannot be broken." The shopkeeper came out and wanted to persuade Lei Teng to quit, but Lei Teng let the shopkeeper ignore his words and insisted on coming to power. For him, the guardrail under the round table did not work.

"I also asked the officials to return to their positions, the little woman's singing voice is not very good, and the officials should not be treated like this." The woman retreated step by step with a cold face, and Lei Teng advanced step by step, until the woman couldn't retreat, Lei Teng stopped, revealing a hideous expression.

"Since you know you can't sing well, you're still singing on it? If it doesn't sound good, let me go down, I don't want to listen to Mr. Storyteller tell stories, not listen to you sing. Lei Teng said fiercely to the woman.

"You!" The woman accused Lei Teng of not being able to do it, holding the pipa in one hand, tears flowing, feeling that she had been greatly insulted, chopping her feet, and hiding her face.

Lei Teng laughed and called the storyteller to the stage, and he himself trotted off the stage.

Just now he lost a bet with a friend, and his friend made a request to him to remove the woman from the stage, and he had to cry.

It's not too simple for him.

All the people who watched the excitement did not expect this to be the result, and the audience who ate melons and watched the drama was still in a state of confusion, thinking that there would be a scene of grabbing people, but the result was unexpected.

But it's really funny.

The shopkeeper sighed and chased after the woman.

"You've won!" Cloud and the east gate micro life road.

"He likes to read and tell stories so much? Could it be that this storyteller still has something else that he can't do, or does Lei Teng have some special habits? Huang Zhuyu incarnated as a melon-eating crowd. Lei Teng's face, which had just gone down, seemed to still be in his mind, but it was indeed another obscene appearance.

Sure enough, after the woman left, someone carried the table and chair up, and after a while of preparation, a thin old man walked up with a pleasant temperament.

The people below began to applaud from the old man. Such a situation really amazed Yun and a few people.

I'm afraid that this can only have such a status by doing good deeds for the benefit of the people.

The storyteller flicked his clothes, and the whole person sat down on the chair at once, and the chair made a sizzling sound, and after a while, the silence returned.

He was not affected by the previous game in the slightest, and told his story board by board.

"The story I want to tell today is that the negative man went to the ninefold hell again, and the last time I finished telling Liu Zhi's filial piety to move the heavens, so this time I will talk about something fresh."

There was a cheer from below.

One after another, the empty seats on the first floor were filled, and the cubicles on the second floor were also crowded with people, and it seemed that storytellers were more popular than songwriters. If you want to say that the singer is a rare beauty, she can't even compare to an old storyteller.

Yun Ji listened to the familiar and unfamiliar stories below, and quietly touched his nose, the story written by his mother was so loved, he was happy in his heart.

In terms of knowledge, he thought he was better than his own A-Niang when he was taking the exam, but he didn't expect that A-Niang was tutoring him in the end. Over the years, A-Niang has successfully converted her knowledge into money, but she only knows how to study.

It's time for a change.

But what to do? Going to buy calligraphy and paintings? Copying books for others? I'm afraid I'm not crazy. There's something unrealistic in my head.

Yun and several friends listened to it with relish. While admiring his own mother, he was thinking about how to surpass her. This is indeed a very difficult task.

"If that negative man really exists in the world, even if he risks killing his head, I will stab him in front of that woman's grave, which is really infuriating." Zhou Xiaohua was indignant.

"That's right." Dongmen Weisheng echoed the road.

This is a short story, and the storyteller is only halfway through it, and it has already aroused the indignation of Yun and several talented people around him. It is enough to see what kind of negative person can reach this point.

Immediately afterwards, the storyteller finished the second half, and everyone was very tortuous.