Chapter 12: The Storyteller

The teahouse in the early morning seemed a little lonely, only three or two idle and stuffy old people were drinking tea and fighting chess, and there was no decoration on the stage in the middle of the teahouse, and the guys in the teahouse were dozing off.

Watson, sitting at the window basking in the sun, lazily holding a book and reading, when the noisy voices outside the teahouse attracted Watson's attention.

After a while, the source of this voice entered the teahouse, most of these people were a little disheveled, but they were all big men and didn't care much, and then looked at the white filial piety belt outside the outer fence, and knew that this group was a spirit bearer.

So what is a spirit-carrying person? It is a person who carries a coffin for a person after death and buries his coffin in a cemetery.

These people don't have to wear linen and wear filial piety, but they have to bring a filial piety belt to show respect for the deceased, but more often use white to resist the evil spirit.

But after all, this is a white job, except for the main house, this white filial piety clothes or filial piety belt must be taken off before entering the foreign house, so the clothes are messy.

This group of people had apparently just returned from carrying the spirit, and they had come here to drink a cup of tea with hunger and thirst in their mouths.

"There's been a lot of work for nothing lately, isn't there some ghost at work?"

"I heard that the owner recently invited a powerful onmyoji. ”

"Eh, the owner is going to break the bank."

"What kind of ...... is this?"

Before a few people could finish speaking, they were called away by a person who seemed to be in charge.

Watson muttered secretly, and the owner continued to read.

This Yanfu City is divided into six squares and three cities, of which the east city and the west city are divided into three lanes and one city, and the other city is the market that Watson passed by when he first entered the south gate of Yanfu City, and this market is planned to be shared by the east and west squares.

This square is the residential area of the residents, and the market is the commercial area.

In addition, due to the topography, there are only three gates in Yanfu City, one of which is the south city gate, that is, the city gate that opens on Ye Yuze's side, and Watson entered Yanfu City from this, the second is the north city gate, and the third is a city gate in the northeast corner.

Why is the city gate designed like this, when the Yanfu City was originally built, it was not as big as it is now, but it was built on the residual vein between the two sections of the mountain, due to the geographical advantages of the Yanfu City, it soon became an important gateway to resist the beasts in the southwest direction, so the expansion was bulldozed to the east and west, and even a part of the city has been embedded in the mountain, which has the scenery of the combination of the city wall and the mountain at the south city gate.

Therefore, there are mountains in the east and west, but it is not very convenient to have the north and south city gates, and the south city gate is still a waterway, so another city gate is opened in the northeast corner.

There are four major families in Yanfu City, the largest of which is the Zhong Lishi family, in addition to Zhong Lishen presiding over a huge amount of business and having a great influence on this continent, Zhong Lishen's elder brother Zhong Liheng is also the city lord of Yanfu City.

The other three families are the Sima family, the Chunyu family, and the Yungu family.

The book "Anecdotes of Fang Tian" in Watson's hand at this moment came from the library of the Chun Yu family, if it weren't for the fact that he was a distinguished guest of the Zhongli family, the books in the library would not be able to be borrowed easily.

The content of the book is naturally about the anecdotes of this Yanhua Continent, look at these long insights, and learn more about this world.

Of course, it is a bit redundant to borrow the books from the Yungu family's library to this teahouse, because it is enough to read books in the Yungu family's library, so why should you lend them?

Just look at the growing crowds in the teahouse. Most of these people are some young children, mixed with some idle and lazy people, although there are many people, but few of them come to consume and drink tea, and the men of this teahouse did not prevent these people from entering.

However, although this group of people did not consume, they did not sit in their seats, but sat on the floor or behind them between the tea seats, or brought their own small stools to sit in between.

After a while, a few carriages stopped outside the door of the teahouse, and after the waiter led the master down and entered the teahouse, looking at the whining crowd in the teahouse, the nobleman who had just come in frowned, and then sighed helplessly and walked towards the crowd.

The crowd tacitly gave way to let it enter the tea house, these people who got off the carriage were both men and women, with Aya Luo fresh clothes, and there were maids and maids to serve beside them, and the maids and maids did not wait for the master to sit down and wipe the tables and chairs, and then spread thin blankets and cushions, and then the nobles sat down in a strange way.

This set made Watson, who moved to the front of the stage after the crowd just came in, so embarrassed, even if he was used to it many times, he still didn't get used to it!

Let Watson, who was sitting next to those people, feel the double crit of the world on the poor dick!

Of course, if it weren't for the few tables and chairs in this humble teahouse, these people wouldn't be sitting next to him, even if they knew that he was a distinguished guest of Zhongli's family, but they didn't even bring a waiter, they didn't seem to be noble, right?

In fact, Zhong Lishen still arranged a few maids and house slaves for Watson, but Watson felt that this was too vulgar, so he never brought it out.

A girl next to her sat on the cushion and glanced at Watson obliquely, muttering, "Dirt buns!"

With Watson's divine sense, although the voice was weak, it couldn't escape his ears and eyes, and the angry Watson stared straight at the face of the lilac girl. Uh-huh, that's beautiful!

Just when the girl inadvertently saw someone's direct gaze, she couldn't help blushing and whispered: "Deng's disciple!"

Watson reluctantly withdrew his eyes, and secretly thought: "Tomorrow I will have to bring a few house slaves out to make a strong noise, no, how can I feel a little pompous, right! I have to bring a few maids!"

Watson has thought about it many times, but he hasn't brought it a few times, not because he is noble, but mainly because he rides the bantam horse that was given to him more freely, and it seems very cumbersome to carry a maid and a house slave.

Just as he was thinking about it, a man with bright eyes, a neat face, and a handsome demeanor came to the stage, but he couldn't tell his age, he was dressed in a scholarly temperament, wearing a green shirt and long coat, and walked squarely to the square table in the center of the stage and sat down.

It's just that when he saw the scholar on the stage, the crowd was noisy, and the scholar looked at the audience that was already full of people outside the window, and even there were a few people hanging on the crooked neck tree outside the window, and the scholar didn't have any surprised expression when he saw this.

The scholar held the waking wood in his hand and spoke.

"People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, regardless of whether they are high or low; arguing that all beings are equal is disrespectful!"

When the last word fell, the sound of waking wood came with a snap. There was no sound in the room, and all the attention was on the focus of the scholar.

"I'll tell you, listen to it, it's nonsense!"

"Listen, I'll tell you again, it's nonsense!"

"Speaking of the last book, it says ......" (yes, this is the chapter back body)

The scholar's voice seems to have magical power, making people want to stop, his voice is loud but not noisy, his posture dances with the book but does not feel stiff, and the god and form are witty.

......

Watson woke up with a snap, and then pulled him out of the fantasy in the book, and the people in the four places didn't move, all of them were reminiscing about the charm of the story just now, and after everyone finished reminiscing, they found that the scholar had already left.

I could only hear someone in the middle of the room cursing in a low voice the pit left by the scholar, the pit of the previous time was filled, and this time there were more pits left......

The crowd retreated noisily, and the nobles who listened to the books in the field all asked the maids to reward, the owner of the teahouse was quite flattering with both hands holding the plate, and bowed to make the plate in his hand appear lower, and the maids put the gold and silver of the masters into it, I don't know if the gold and silver were heavy or how, the figure of the teahouse owner bowed deeper.

Before the maids finished rewarding, except for a girl who had been stared at by Watson just now, the nobles all left one after another and did not want to stay in this humble teahouse for a moment, and the girl patrolled the teahouse for a week with her eyes as if she was looking for something more, and walked out without finding anything.

And our dirt bun Watson is riding a bantam at the moment, galloping on the road with a reincarnated face......