Ling Shengxue looked at the people coming and going in the street market below: "I'm waiting for someone to appear." ”

Yanli put down her chopsticks and craned her neck to look down at his eyes.

"Who?"

"Almost." Ling Shengxue's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, "Yanli, are you full?" ”

"Full...... But you don't seem to have eaten yet. ”

Ling Shengxue said: "You can eat enough." Let's go. ”

"Huh?"

Yanli pushed Ling Shengxue back to the street: "Brother, where are we going now?" ”

"Do you see the teahouse opposite? The storyteller there is going to start telling the story, let's go there. ”

As soon as the two of them walked to the door, they were stopped by Xiao Er.

"Two of you, you can have an admission card."

"What admission card?" Yanli asked.

"Our storyteller here is very popular, but he doesn't like to be noisy, so only regular guests who have made an early reservation can enter every night, and they can't go in without an admission card. I'm sorry, but if you want to have tea, you can come back during the day. ”

"So powerful?" Yanli was surprised, "Then can we buy tickets now?" How much silver? ”

"Hehe, the girl misunderstood, the storytelling here is hard to find, and if the girl books now, she won't be able to come to listen to it in a month."

"Isn't it that powerful?" Yanli was not convinced, and said with a crossed waist, "Don't you let you in when the emperor comes?" ”

The little second smiled: "This is Liangjin, I haven't seen any big official." No way, our husband is so arrogant, and we can't help it. ”

Ling Shengxue pulled her sleeve: "Yanli, don't worry, we'll wait at the door for a while." ”

"Waiting for whom?" The second monk of Yanli Zhangzhang was confused.

"Wait for someone to buy our tickets."

"Huh? Who? ”

As he was talking, a few young people in brocade clothes suddenly walked over, and the people in the middle of them looked a little familiar.

Yanli thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered! This is the leader of the Changhe Gang who fought for Duan Shaoji at the wild vegetable banquet that day.

Ying Zheng walked to the door, and couldn't help but glance at Ling Shengxue and Yanli a few more times, the two of them stood there like gods, and anyone would take a few more looks.

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and walked over and arched his hand: "Your Excellency is Lord Yushi Tailing?" ”

Ling Shengxue nodded: "It's me." ”

Ying Zheng looked at Yanli again: "Then this beautiful girl should be the lord of Liuli?" ”

"It's me, yes." Smoke Glass Road.

Ying Zheng looked at the two: "Why don't you two go in?" ”

"......" Ling Shengxue didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile on her face.

Ying Zheng came to his senses: "But there is no ticket? ”

"Huh." Yanli smirked twice.

Ling Shengxue nodded: "It's me." ”

Ying Zheng looked at Yanli again: "Then this beautiful girl should be the lord of Liuli?" ”

"It's me, yes." Smoke Glass Road.

Ying Zheng looked at the two: "Why don't you two go in?" ”

"......" Ling Shengxue didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile on her face.

Ying Zheng came to his senses: "But there is no ticket? ”

"Huh." Yanli smirked twice.

Ying Zheng said: "The name of the scholar here is Mr. Di, for the sake of the storyteller, the ticket has to be booked a month in advance to listen, if the two of them come so directly, it is indeed impossible to enter." ”

Ling Shengxue said: "That's true, but I have something very important to ask Mr. Di, I don't know if Brother Ying can help?" ”

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