"Tea tune, old Deng Tou I only talk about folk affairs, one a day, thank you for all the heroes, here waiting for you to come again tomorrow, if you have leisure, you can go into the building to taste tea and play chess and touch cards. ”

Old Deng Tou took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea sent by Dr. Tea, and the whole person was much more transparent.

The rich listened to it interestingly, so they generously put the reward money in front of the old Deng Tou, and the little girl Yaoyao was blushing happily, pulling her grandfather's sleeve and gesturing her hands.

After a while, he seemed to feel unable to show his joy, so the corners of his mouth pulled at each side, revealing a big smile.

At this time, everyone found out that the little girl was mute.

For others to listen to it as a tragic story, the middle-aged man is thoughtful, if it is just a story, but what if this is a real story?

The man looked up, the four big characters of the tea minor, ordinary words, looked at the style of the teahouse, it is also an ordinary building, the story is also very real, there is no exaggeration, and there is a feeling of seeing the subtleties.

In the end, he left a conclusion in his heart, there must be an unusual boss here.

Go back and check, the fan boy, it is said that he is still the leader of the piano road, it seems that this young man can not only play the piano, but also tell stories.

Since then, this tea tune has a regular customer who likes coarse cloth clothes, and the reward is decent, and he doesn't like the upstairs, but he likes the corner of the first floor.

It seems ordinary, but in fact it is not simple, this person is one of the three princes, Yu Changqing, the imperial historian.

Under the prime minister, the imperial historian and the imperial lieutenant are the most powerful, and the imperial historian Yu Changqing has the right to impeach hundreds of officials, supervise the rule of officials, and supervise deliberations.

The court wants to say that what is most afraid is that this upright and strict and ruthless imperial historian will easily not speak, and once he speaks, someone may be beheaded all over the house.

The partial birth of this divine dragon sees the beginning and does not see the end, and never cares about the prostitution and gambling of officials, but the beauty who does not have so much money but prostitutes is too expensive, may inadvertently be recorded in the excerpts of tomorrow by the imperial history under his command.

So all the officials were trembling when they married a little wife, so they couldn't be pitied.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were very intimidating to him, and this person has a hobby, that is, listening to people's stories, the reason why Qin Ruobai opened this tea tune is for this winner in life.

No matter how turbulent the DPRK and China were in the previous life, only this one was stable and did not affect it at all.

The story she sent out is to attract everyone, and slowly develop the tea tune into a small world that seems ordinary, but is mixed with dragonfish inside.

Reborn in a lifetime, you should always give back to heaven, and it's good to be in a good mood and do something good once in a while.

The next day, near noon, a young man with his sister on his back hurriedly crossed the city gate and entered the downtown of Beijing, with the sound of hawkers hawking in his ears, and the fragrant chives and small wontons on the roadside stalls, which for a while were like pervasive air, burrowing into the boy's nose, making his already hungry stomach even more unbearable.

But the sleeping sister on his back, so he didn't dare to stop, last night with the people who waited outside the city gate to inquire about it, my father is the captain of the long history, I heard that he is very capable, my sister should be fine!

With hope buried in his heart, the young man was full of energy, dragging his already stumbling steps, and a smile of joy appeared on his dark face.

"Yo, do you want a cup of tea?"

Many people sat in the tea tune, waiting for the new story of the old Deng Tou, and the voice of Dr. Tea was not big, but it made the leisurely crowd look sideways.

"Huh!"

Dr. Tea grabbed the young man, "Drink a bowl of guest officer, otherwise you will die of thirst like this." ”

The young man took a step back without saying a word, but this step was like walking on a steel knife, which made his brows furrow suddenly, and his voice was hoarse like rubbing sand: "No"

Finding that many people in the teahouse were looking at him, the young man's face turned a little pale, and he heard that the people in his hometown said that the people in Beijing did not like them as outsiders, and if they were unhappy, they might be beaten with sticks.

"This little girl on your back is not lightly ill, and it may be too late to drag it any longer. ”

As soon as Yu Changqing saw these two people, he immediately thought of the story told by the storyteller yesterday, no matter what it had to do with it, but life was at stake, and time was not waiting for anyone.

Hearing this, the young man's heart trembled, and the heart of looking for his father was temporarily stranded, not knowing what to do, and he didn't dare to ask for someone casually, for fear of provoking the anger of others, and killing them would be good.

A young man who has no knowledge, not to mention a dignitary, is a well-dressed person, who has a natural humility, and has been worried about his livelihood since he was a child.

Yu Changqing's eyes fell on the young man's black-brown straw sandals, and he couldn't bear to open his mouth to comfort: "Don't be afraid, come and sit first, I'll ask you to ask a doctor to take a look, it's not good if it drags on for a long time." ”

Is there really such a good person in the world? The thin young man's eyes were unusually large, and he looked at the Abel in front of him, and he couldn't say any fancy praise, so he felt that this person was particularly magnificent.

Traffickers shouldn't be so magnificent!

The boy just hesitated, and the hot temperature of the girl on his back finally made him let go of his guard.

Dr. Tea was ordered, put down the tea tray and ran to the nearest medical hall, and the rest of the people stopped what they were doing for the time being, and talked about it.

"This can't be the boy that Old Deng Tou said!"

"How is it possible, Lao Deng Tou is a storyteller, not a fortune teller. ”

"It doesn't matter if he is or not, people's lives are at stake, this helps the old man is a good person. ”

Yu Changqing, who was called an uncle, looked at him for a moment, and immediately turned his head to glance, which stinky boy is so short-sighted, he is an uncle at most, how can he become an uncle!

Lord Yu's official authority was profound, and when he glanced at it, everyone was as quiet as a chicken.

It is equivalent to the eyes of adults on the young man who is holding a teacup and not drinking tea, and the group of people behind them think they are discussing softly.

"I know who he is, even if he doesn't wear an official robe, I still remember him, it's just that he is not dressed properly, let me stop at the palace test, and the emperor won't want me!"

"Then who is he!" everyone's curious faces grabbed a young man in a flower robe who was very playful.

"Master Yushi. "I'm so scared that I don't dare to say my full name.

Wow, the big official, they actually drank tea with the big official!

"Why don't you drink tea?" Yu Changqing didn't bother to pay attention to the very different eyes behind him, and asked the kid in front of him.

The boy trembled, held the cup and snorted twice, but he couldn't speak.

"Now, this bowl is for you, drink it!"

is also a teenager, this is a little boy in a Taoist robe with an inconspicuous appearance, handing out a broken bowl, so casual that he doesn't mean to look down on it at all.

Yu Changqing frowned, and just wanted to scold, but he was stunned by the situation in front of him.