Chapter Twenty-Four: Listening to Books in the Theater

Duanmu Shensuan laughed, stroked his gray beard and gave Yan Zi a thumbs up, "Since ancient times, the emperor highly respected this kind of nonsense, but His Majesty didn't believe it. And as a daughter, she does great things that even men look forward to, and her courage and ability must be superior. The grass people are fortunate to have tested the words for His Majesty twice, so you might as well say it directly. Fortune telling is just a tool to make a living, and those who believe in everything in the world have nothing to believe in. Some people firmly believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, and they always feel that people are watching the sky, and some people don't believe it. Just like Your Majesty, you never believe in the destiny of heaven or ghosts and gods, and from the first time you see you, you can see that you have a wild nature in your bones, and you are a fierce horse that is difficult for ordinary people to tame, so the grass people are sure that you will have great ambitions. As it is, haha. ”

On the one hand, Duanmu Shensuan is proud of his accurate calculations, and on the other hand, he is also admired by Yan Zi's extraordinary courage and strategy. He is optimistic about Her Majesty the Empress, who has set a precedent.

Yan Zi also laughed, for some reason, seeing this Duanmu god was like seeing an old friend. A conversation with you is better than reading a book for ten years, and today's scene really responds to that sentence. The two hit it off at first sight, as if they had forgotten their friendship, but neither of them said anything.

Sheng Linsheng has been observing from the sidelines, he doesn't believe that there is really anyone in this world who can predict the future, and only by a few words. But at the same time, such an accurate result has to be believed, so I can't help but be a little more vigilant and snooping on this gentleman. However, seeing that his fairy style and elegance are not like a despicable villain, but he has some gentlemanly demeanor, he is really worried.

Sheng Linsheng was puzzled, but his eyes kept wandering on Mr. Duanmu. Mr. Duanmu can also see it clearly, but looking at the general's facial features and the righteous aura in his eyebrows, he is sure that he is a righteous person, so he did not reject it, but generously let him look at himself, anyway, it is bright.

The eye duel between the two was very delicate, and the eye contact between eyes only passed by Yan Zi on the side, so Yan Zi didn't notice it at all, but in fact, there were already dark waves behind him and in front of him.

Yan Zi smiled slightly, looked at Mr. Duanmu with kindness and majesty, and placed the silver in front of the table, "Sir, this is the money from last time." You said you weren't allowed not to give money, but it turned out that you did have a good job, and this is the reward you deserve. ”

Mr. Duanmu took the silver taels and threw the money into the beggar's bowl lying not far away. The beggar slept in a daze and suddenly saw money falling from the sky, and suddenly he was full of energy, and immediately took the money and left.

Sheng Linsheng was angry, and when he came up, he grabbed Duanmu Shenshu's collar and angrily reprimanded, "Bold Diao Min, what do you mean!" The money that Your Majesty gave you is an affirmation of you, but you don't know how to lift things and actually transfer things to others, you don't know the current affairs and don't know what to do, believe it or not, General Ben immediately disposed of you! ”

His voice was loud and furious, like a ferocious beast staring at his prey. Duanmu Shenshu was very sure that Sheng Linsheng's feelings for Yan Zi were extremely unusual, and he also knew that this righteous and awe-inspiring man would not kill casually, so he was not afraid at all in the face of this terrifying look. Instead, he looked straight at the past, accepted the impolite treatment, and at the same time pondered his thoughts.

"What the giver is anxious about should be a great virtue. Your Majesty is benevolent and loves the people, and General Sheng should not know who needs it the most, right? Mr. Duanmu smiled strangely, but lightly resolved a faint turmoil.

Sheng Linsheng's fierce eyes were scattered by his words, and there was a trace of embarrassment in his eyes, although it was a fleeting thing, it was not missed by Duanmu Shenshu, and he didn't say it, but he laughed unbelievably.

Yan Zi finally saw their unusual reaction, and was embarrassed, so he had to leave first under the pretext of listening to the play. Duanmu Shensuan stood up and saluted, Yan Zi nodded, went around the back door and entered the opera garden from the front.

The opera garden was still babbling and singing and a meandering tune drifting from upstairs to downstairs. It was full of officials drinking tea and drinking melon seeds, Yan Zi entered in a light yellow and delicate Qiluo skirt, and the beige hair rope behind him fluttered with the breeze, and from time to time hit Sheng Linsheng's face that followed closely. The big man who was serious couldn't help frowning and initiating a woman's complaint.

"Damn, you can't cut this hair rope! It's not an eyesore! ”

"Huh?" Yan Zi was surprised by this strange complaint, turned his head to look at Sheng Linsheng, who was becoming more and more angry behind him, and couldn't help laughing, "It's really strange, how can you be so rude to a small thing like a big man." It's just messing up your eyes, and it's not disturbing your heart, why bother so much. ”

Yan Zi said casually, but it was particularly interesting not to fall into Sheng Linsheng's ears, and both of them were embarrassed for a while and didn't speak again. Yan Zi hurriedly turned back and continued to walk forward, while Sheng Linsheng followed closely all the way.

Then the two found a place to sit down in a corner upstairs, and Xiao Er, who had excellent eyesight, immediately came up to make tea. A pot of ordinary tea that is not very sweet tastes different in your mouth.

It is as if a clear spring slides down the throat and brings a slight feeling of refreshment, and it is said that tea can refresh the mind and relieve fatigue. It's just that the cheap ordinary tea can't compare to the palace ones at all, but it tastes better than the palace things.

Yan Zi can't help but savor the small tea, the aftertaste, this feeling is like being in a paradise, giving people extra tranquility and happiness.

Sheng Linsheng hadn't seen such a relaxed and natural Yan Zi for a long time, and was attracted by her simple and beautiful facial features for a while, fell into deep contemplation, and then raised a glass and took a few sips. Trying to feel what she felt.

At this time, the song was finished, and then came an old man in his fifties and sixties who looked like a showman. The white-haired and pale beard is also a handful, but it is extraordinarily spiritual, which can be described as an old dragon clock.

The old gentleman came to the stage with a book in his hand, and it seemed that he was a storyteller. Because he has a special affection for Mr. Duanmu, when he sees the kind old Xiucai, Yan Zi can't help but take a few more looks.

This time it was unavoidable, so he simply put down his teacup and stared intently at the storyteller, hoping to hear what he was talking about.

"Last time, I said that the witch successfully overthrew a man's dynasty with her bewitching ability to play with people, and this time I want to talk about some of her other skills. With the blue sea and blue sky, thousands of miles of red, she finally reached the peak of her life with the dragon robe, and she has the supreme right in the whole world. But have you ever thought that under the same blue sky, in the dark dungeon, an old woman with the same face would be treated inhumanely? They obviously have the same blood in their bodies, but they enjoy completely different treatment in the heavens and on the ground. You wouldn't even think that the woman in this prison is actually the witch's mother, and that she is responsible for all this abuse. This witch who exterminated humanity used her most noble power to mutilate the most gracious people. She was dehumanized, she was already a walking dead the moment her soul left her body......"

"Snap" the book is closed, and it stops abruptly" If you want to know the details, please listen to the next breakdown. ”

The spectators listened with relish, and when they opened their eyes and hoped to see and understand, they suddenly stopped talking. The full appetite of the hanged man couldn't swallow it at all, and when he saw the storyteller leaving, he shouted that he was not allowed to leave. Wealthy spectators even asked for more money, the purpose of which was to hear what Mr. Storyteller said.

The storyteller who is very high just doesn't move, and he is not happy to talk about one more word every day. The boss already knew about it, so he didn't force it, but he didn't dare to force it. He is a pillar, and offending him is smashing his own job, so he has to let him play tricks.

Although what Fang just said was not clearly said, he always felt that there was something to be revealed by insinuation, as if it was recently rumored that the empress banned her mother. After Yan Zi listened, the whole person remained motionless and thoughtful, and Sheng Linsheng was slightly angry when he heard it. He had already gone downstairs together, and when Yan Zi reacted and realized that the man next to him was missing, he suddenly threw a person up.

The dust stirred up by the heavy human body falling in the air really made Yan Zifa choke, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the gray-haired storyteller. Standing behind him was Sheng Linsheng. Looking at his angry appearance, you can guess that he must have found a storyteller to settle accounts for what he said.

Looking at the old storyteller who was in pain on the ground, it was really distressing. But distressed is distressed, she didn't plan to come forward to help. Since Sheng Linsheng has already made the matter clear, it is better to take the opportunity to ask clearly, so as to save trouble in the future.

Yan Zi put down the teacup and approached the storyteller step by step, and then half-squatted down, pinched the fox smile, and looked at the storyteller with ghostly eyes.

"Sir, your words are wonderful and the stories are moving, but I don't know who you are referring to, and why you look at your words and deeds as if you have experienced them personally. But the real thing? ”

"Haha, hahaha!" The storyteller suddenly laughed, and Yan Zi's hearty laughter made Yan Zi even more uncomfortable, and he faintly concluded that he was clearly insinuating.

But the storyteller denied it: "It's just a mythical story made up and told by himself." Legend has it that after a woman fell off a cliff, she lost her good soul, and the evil nature in her body was also opened, driving her to conquer the whole world, and this is where one outrageous scene happened. I don't know who these whimsical ideas have offended, why is the girl so angry? ”

The storyteller explained his story innocently and with great seriousness, and there was no clue in his eyes, as if it were really a fictional myth as he said. Don't you worry too much? Yan Zi looked a little relieved, stood up from the ground, and looked at Sheng Linsheng.

But Sheng Linsheng didn't let go of his vigilance, but his eyes became more and more dangerous, he didn't believe what he made up, if this was the case, why was it so similar to those rumors? When all coincidences happen, they are not coincidences.