I listened to the storytelling for more than an hour, until the storyteller's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak anymore.

The people in the teahouse reluctantly let go of the happy and painful storyteller.

The pain was due to the fact that, after several hours of continuous talking, the storyteller's throat was so painful that he could barely make a sound.

And happiness is because the story is too brilliant, even if he says it has many flaws.

However, people who are new to the evaluation are still fascinated by it.

Because of this, he received a lot of rewards, and the silver from this reward alone was enough for him to live for several months in the past.

Now that the price of food in Datong Mansion is expensive, yes, it is enough for them to live well for a while.

Even if these tips have to be shared with the teahouse, it is still a lot of money.

Unlike Mr. Say, who was in a happy mood, the guests of the teahouse were all depressed.

It's not that they're not happy to hear it, it's because the story is so wonderful and subtle.

They're so depressed.

These commentaries are all made by later generations, and they have been revised several times by countless commentators.

In order to be able to hook the audience, people who can break almost every chapter want to die.

It's just so that people have to come back again to listen to the story.

So every time Lao Zhu and the audience in the teahouse feel that this book is broken in the most critical place, which makes people depressed.

"This British king, even if he makes a commentary, he can make it look like this." On the way back, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but complain.

And this time, Gao Fei rarely did not stop Zhu Yuanzhang.

Looking at his expression, you can know that his thoughts are similar to Zhu Yuanzhang.

And all the audiences who listened to books in the teahouse performed no different from Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Every time it is broken in such a critical place, this storyteller is too hateful."

"I don't think it has anything to do with Mr. Storyteller, do I? This "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" seems to have been made by His Royal Highness the King of England. ”

"His Royal Highness is good at everything, and this commentary is also very tight, that is, it is broken at the key place every time."

It seems that His Royal Highness is not good for anything else, but to say that His Royal Highness is a broken dog.

Instead of being angry, everyone will applaud and empathize.

"That's right, sir. Will this commentary be said over there in the refugee camps? ”

"Of course." Gao Fei rolled his eyes widely: "And listening to the commentary over there, you don't even need to spend money, it's all free." ”

"And Chang, I'll tell you." Gao Fei suddenly looked cheap: "The story behind is much more exciting than the previous one, and the more you go to the back, the more exciting it is." ”

Looking at his appearance, Zhu Yuanzhang was also like a cat scratching in his heart, and wanted to hear the story as soon as possible.

"Wait...... My lord, since you've heard the rest of the story, why do you want to listen to it? ”

"Isn't this nonsense?" Gao Fei glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang with disdain: "Because it's good, can't you listen to it again?" ”

I know, then there will be no side after Mr. said that after commenting on the book.

Lao Zhu knocked on the side and asked Gao Fei about the time.

The next day, I figured that the refugee camp should start talking, so I went there in advance and waited.

However, after entering the refugee camp, Zhu Yuanzhang forgot to listen to the book review for a while.

This refugee camp is very different from the refugee camp in his impression.

The street is neat, and there are no corpses at all, and there is a little dirt and mess.

People come and go, and although the people are not particularly well dressed, many people's clothes are patched layer by layer.

But he could not see the slightest look of despair and decadence in these people.

Even the faces of many people are filled with hope and happiness.

Although I know that my brother is here in Datong Province, many of the policies implemented are trying to help these refugees.

But this effect is good, which really makes Lao Zhu a little too surprised.

The surrounding wooden houses are neatly arranged and clean.

If he didn't know clearly that he was in Datong Mansion and came all the way to Fucheng, Lao Zhu had also seen many tragic scenes with his own eyes.

Lao Zhu probably has to suspect that there has been no drought in Datong Mansion at all.

And this is not a refugee camp at all, but a town that is not inferior to many prefectures.

"It's our brother." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed proudly.

As long as it is done in sweat, no matter what kind of achievements are made, Zhu Yuanzhang will not have the slightest fear.

What is the personality of his own brother, can Lao Zhu still not know? If Zhu Han really wanted to be the emperor, he didn't even need to rebel, he could directly give up the throne to Zhu Han.

It's a pity that my brother doesn't have this idea at all, not only does he not want to be an emperor, but he also thinks that the emperor is tired and tired, and there is no fun at all.

The only pity is that this time Lao Zhu just came over to see the situation, so he didn't bring the horse back.

Lao Zhu can be sure that his queen absolutely likes this place.

Walking and walking, there was a commotion in front of him, and someone struck the gong hard: "Recruitment, recruitment, if you want to find a job, come over quickly." ”

Hula, the surrounding people rushed in the direction of the gong like a tide.

Zhu Yuanzhang spent the boss's effort, and even a few masters next to him who made up and secretly protected him helped, so he barely squeezed out the crowd.

This scene made Zhu Yuanzhang feel that these people were indeed the people who were affected by the disaster.

As long as they can have a job to do, as long as they can make money, they don't care about anything else.

The place where the private sector says that the storytelling is a square specially allocated in the middle.

When Lao Zhu came here, there were already a lot of people gathered here.

A high platform was erected in the middle of the square, and a young-looking man was preparing on it.

There was no one else on the high platform except this young man.

Seeing this scene, a bad feeling rose in Lao Zhu's heart.

Could it be that this young man is the storyteller here, right?

Lao Zhu hoped that he guessed wrong, but the reality was cruel.

Ready, the young man raised a loud trumpet.

"Everyone, be quiet, our performance today will officially start now."

"Today we're talking about ......"

This young man said that the level of storytelling was not even a little worse than the storyteller that Lao Zhu heard yesterday.

Maybe it's because there are more people listening to the commentary here, and in order to make everyone hear it clearly, he has to shout desperately through the loudspeakers.

And because everyone listens to the commentary, it is naturally impossible for everyone to listen quietly.

Some children start to play with each other when they listen to this, and adults will whisper some plots and the like from time to time.

Or talk about some parents' shortcomings.

Although the young man's voice is not small, coupled with the amplification of the horn, it can also suppress the voices of these people.

But in order to achieve this level, he basically can't do anything other than shouting desperately.

At most, I can do it, make no mistakes, and read all the content of the review.

As for putting on a variety of performances to make the storytelling more lively and interesting, then don't expect anything.

No wonder Gao Fei has obviously heard the commentary, so he still has to go to Fucheng to listen to it again.

With such a subtle story, it sounds a little too disappointing.

So after listening to it for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang listened to it tastelessly.

He simply left the crowd and wandered around the camp.

There seem to be more people here than there are in Yanjing City, and almost everyone seems to be extremely busy.

Lao Zhu could see that there were many houses under construction in the distance.

The drought in Datong will continue for some time, and it is foreseeable that more and more people will come to Datong for refuge in the future.

Therefore, Zhu Han has never stopped the construction of the refugee camp for a moment.

In addition, some cash-for-work projects built by the imperial court, and many businessmen came to Datong Mansion to build workshops to absorb workers because of the attraction of sweating.

It can be said that almost as long as the people here can move, all of them have work to do.

Of course, discordant people are not completely absent.

Just after walking two steps, Zhu Yuanzhang heard a quarrel.

"Wei San'er, you said that you are a dignified man who does not lack hands or feet, are you ready to eat like this every day and wait for death?"

Another lazy voice sounded: "It's too ugly for you to say this, what do you mean by eating and waiting for death?" ”

"We are refugees now, we can't carry them on our shoulders, we can't carry them in our hands, and the court still wants us to work, but they just want to exhaust us."

The person who accused Wei San'er became more and more angry: "What are you talking about?" A dignified man, do you still expect the court to support you? ”

"We have so many projects in the refugee camp so that we people can support ourselves with our own hands. As long as you are willing to work, you can at least save a little silver. ”

"With the money on hand, whether it is in the future or returning to the hometown, I will not worry about hunger."

"I'm not hungry now." Wei San'er smiled: "Anyway, the imperial court can't watch me starve to death, right?" ”

"I don't have any pursuits, just a bowl of porridge a day."

"You ......" persuasion, why are people angry and half dead?

It can be seen that if it weren't for his duty, this guy might have started beating people directly.

Many people next to him couldn't stand it, and blamed him.

"What you said is too unconscionable, in exchange for if there was such a famine in previous years, the court would still take care of us ordinary people."

"This is the Ming Dynasty, and it can find a way to give us a bite to eat. Not only do you not know how to cherish it, but you are still taking advantage of it here, and there is not enough. ”

"If you're lazy like this, why don't you just do it? Forget it, I'm too lazy to die, I can still see people like you today. ”

In the face of these people's gossip accusations, Wei San'er was not afraid.

"What? I just don't want to work, what's in your way? ”

"If the court doesn't care about me, it's a big deal to starve to death, anyway, I have a rotten life, and if I die, I will die."

"You are the same thing, if you want to do the work, do it yourself, don't expect me to be driven by others like you idiots."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned, it's not that he has never seen hob meat, but it is the first time he has seen such a dead hob meat.

With Lao Zhu's temper, if someone dares to play such a trick in front of him.

Lao Zhu Ke is a person who can't rub sand in his eyes, and dares to splash and roll in front of him.

Yes.

Since this guy wants to die, Lao Zhu decided to satisfy this guy.

A master next to him who was protecting him winked and closed his mouth at that Wei San'er.

The master who protected Zhu Yuanzhang immediately understood what he meant.

Bow your head slightly and make a sign of leadership.

Then he strode out of the crowd: "Okay, you are a splash, and you don't look at what kind of place this is, you dare to play tricks here." ”

"Since you want to die, let's fulfill your wish today."

As he spoke, he raised the casserole, and hit the big fist against the splash.

Seeing this scene, many people around couldn't help but shout good.

"Well done, beautiful!"

"You can't give him a good face when dealing with this kind of person."

"I've long seen that he is not pleasing to the eye, everyone else is working, and he has sound limbs, and he goes to receive relief every day."

But the official who was angry with Wei San'er before and almost vomited blood.

But he hurriedly ran out and hugged Zhu Yuanzhang's guard's arm: "This strong man must not be." ”

"Although this man is a scoundrel, he will not die after all."

In order to prevent Zhu Yuanzhang's guards from continuing to move, the big official hugged the guard's arm.

The official looked extremely thin, as if he were a woman.

His waist felt less than the arms of Zhu Yuanzhang's guards.

Even if the whole body is exerting strength, for Zhu Yuanzhang's guards, his strength is pitiful.

With a little effort, you can push this official away.

But at this time, the guard hesitated, looked at Zhu Yuanzhang helplessly, and waited for his order.

After all, Lao Zhu came to Weifu for a private visit, and no matter what he does, he must have a degree.

If no one stops him, people like Wei San will be killed.

But now that the officials are so excited to stop him, he still insists on going his own way and forcibly wants to kill this Wei San'er.

That's too deliberate.

Any out-of-the-ordinary behavior may attract the attention of some people, thus affecting Zhu Yuanzhang's safety.

All of them knew this very well, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, shook his head slightly, and signaled that the guard didn't need to continue.

For this official, even a scoundrel has to be protected, Zhu Yuanzhang only feels that this is a pedantic person, no different from Liu Song.

After receiving Zhu Yuanzhang's order, the guards often breathed a sigh of relief.

Snorted coldly and said, "If it weren't for this lord to intercede for you, I would have slaughtered you today, a scoundrel." ”

When Zhu Yuanzhang's guards made a move just now, Wei San'er was so frightened that the whole person was stunned.

But now that the WHO is being blocked by that official, why is he suddenly proud again?

He raised his head with a dog-fighting posture, pointed to his head and said: "Who can't just say it, you have the ability to do it, come and go here and frown, I am your son." (End of chapter)