After a few days of careful recuperation, Jimu's injury is still there, but the qi and blood deficit caused by years of hard work has improved slightly, and her complexion has also shown a little ruddy. The two chatted briefly, and the mother's energy was a little lacking, and she fell asleep groggy.

Ji Ri was a little worried, and came to the front hall to ask Lu Qingzhou: "My mother is going to sleep without saying a few words, what's the matter?" ”

Lu Qingzhou said: "After all, your mother has injured her muscles and bones, and it will naturally take more effort to recover her vitality. At this time, it is good to sleep a lot, indicating that the body is also self-regulating. ”

Ji Ri nodded and stopped talking, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. If I had sold those two poems and returned to Junling with the money to continue living, maybe my mother would not have suffered such an ordeal. But the day of being slaughtered is not an auspicious day, he does not intend to be above others, and he does not want to be ridden by others.

"It won't be long before those guys who don't know what to do will understand that my steamed bun shop is not something that anyone can handle!" Ji Ri secretly clenched his fists, looking forward to seeing Gan Liang being sanctioned. He found the medicine boy and took another pair of wigs and wigs, put on a straw hat and went to the Chunlai Teahouse.

Guan Gong is like a person in the Chunlai Teahouse, and now the teahouse is not only full of people, but as long as it does not affect the aisle, it is almost full. And before the auspicious day entered the teahouse, a group of people outside gathered over.

"Mr. Zhou, is there any big drama today?"

"Mr. Zhou, we're late here, we can only stare at the door, can you be louder later?"

"Mr. Zhou, our lord wants to invite you to the house for a few days, do you think it will be done?"

It was only seven or eight steps to the teahouse, and the auspicious day walked for half an hour, and it was Li Fu who saw the auspicious day coming, and hurriedly came out to welcome him in.

Li Fu said: "Mr. Zhou, why don't you say a word when you go out, call me this easy to find!" I knew that the statue was sent over, so I had to go to Carpenter Zhu to get it in person! ”

Li Fu's cheap words can't be said enough, today is too lively, and it is a little unstable to stand on an auspicious day.

"Shopkeeper Li's kindness, Zhou Mou understood it. It's just that today's story is a little more complicated, and I've also gone out to sort out the conversation. Okay, let's gossip less, and it's time to start a book. ”

On the auspicious day, he thanked Li Fu and walked to his desk with his coat, so as not to be stepped on by others. The statue of Guan Gong was placed by Li Fu next to the table on the auspicious day, about half a meter high, and the red cloth was not removed.

When the auspicious day was set, the teahouse, which was originally full of people, gradually quieted down, and everyone was waiting for the auspicious day to open their mouths to speak. He first looked around, there were all the three sects and nine streams sitting on the first floor, and the old acquaintances on the second floor also came to cheer, which made Ji Ri nervous.

With so many people staring, it was painful to even drink saliva. But Ji Ri still looked like an old god was there, took a sip of tea, put down the tea bowl, and then spoke:

"Three-foot Longquan ten thousand books, what do I mean by God. can't govern the country and secure the world, and vainly call men and children! ”

Before the audience could react, Ji Ri grabbed the red cloth with his left hand and tore it off, and a majestic statue of Guan Gong stood impressively in everyone's eyes. Seeing Guan Yu at this moment, everyone recalled the scene of slashing Huaxiong with warm wine at the beginning and riding alone for thousands of miles, and suddenly there was a kind of unexpected sigh in their hearts.

"Good!" I don't know which one was the first to shout, and the applause of the entire teahouse came and went, and the applause was even more like thunder, but it didn't disperse for a long time.

Ji Ri fell a few times in succession before he could control the scene, and then hurriedly said: "Everyone, press your ears, and wait for Zhou to talk about it in detail." Those who have read the book for a few years must have heard some clues from this set poem, and what he said today is the most peak moment in Guan Erye's life. ”

then went to the meeting single-handedly, and the story of the division of the Sun and Liu families into Jingzhou was stringed, and then jumped to the battle of Fancheng.

It is said that Cao Ren, the defender in Fancheng, was forced step by step and wanted to abandon the city and flee, but Cao Cao sent two generals, Yu Ban and Pang De, to lead seven armies to reinforce Fancheng. That Yu Ban committed a taboo in the military and set up camp in the plains. At this time, it was autumn and August, it was rainy and continuous, that Guan Yunchang sent people to hold the water mouth, secretly prepare ships, wait until the flood peak is difficult to store, open the gate for a while, the water rises and the boat rises, and the plain is swallowed by the water dragon in an instant, and the seven armies are defeated! ”

At this time, there were already whispers, and the auspicious day should be silent. He also recounted the forbidden surrender and Pang De's death in carrying the coffin, and everyone was thrilled when they heard it, and they hated to incarnate Guan Yunchang to smash the Seventh Army with a knife and achieve a good reputation.

After telling the story of the flooded Seventh Army, Ji Ri paused, and Lang Lang said:

"This is exactly what it is: August and autumn are high and rainy, and the Seventh Army is short and poor. The coffin will be lifted, and the waterspout will be shocked! ”

After speaking, the auspicious day shook the waking wood, bowed to the statue of Guan Gong three times, and then turned to leave. The storyteller left, but the guests who listened to the book were reluctant to leave, and they listened to the story for a few days in a row, and now when they saw Guan Gong's true face, they refused to move their eyes even if they drank tea and chatted.

I don't know who said: "This Guan Gong statue is so charming, if it is offered at home, wouldn't it be safe?"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Li Fu was quickly called to the second floor, and it was Liu Yan who asked: "Shopkeeper Li, whose handwriting is this statue of Guan Gong, I'm afraid it's not going to be popular in Zecheng!"

Liu Yan woke up the dreamer with a word, Li Funeng made the Chunlai Teahouse the biggest in popularity, and naturally he would not lack business acumen. But after all, the statue of Guan Gong was not ordered by himself, and said: "Mrs. Gan, although this Guan Gong entered the door of my teahouse, it was not invited by me, but Mr. Zhou's handwriting."

"It's Mr. Zhou again, this person is really not simple!" Liu Yan's tone seemed to be a little regretful, but she didn't continue.

Different from ordinary people's affection and courtesy when they worship the statues of gods, there are always people who want to take good things for themselves, such as Ganliang. He walked downstairs, opened a way between the crowd, and came to the statue of Guan Gong.

Gan Liang looked at it carefully, his heart was hungry to death, and he pretended to be disdainful: "Is this Guan Yunchang?" I don't think it's anything special. But he's a big hero, how can the workmanship be so rough, you have to let me polish it! ”

Saying that, Gan Liang was about to take away the statue of Guan Gong. But Li Fu had already paid attention to it, Guan Gong seemed to have just entered the door when someone hit it, and he deliberately put it on the bright side, and he also glued it firmly.

As soon as Gan Liang raised his hand, the people next to him didn't dare to stop him, thinking that this Guan Gong statue was going to change hands, but he found that Gan Liang didn't raise his face even when he blushed. Annoyed, Gan Liang wrapped his hands around Guan Gong's right arm, and with a force, he tore off his arm along with Guan Dao.

Gan Liang suddenly felt that there were bursts of displeasure around him, and he also knew that he had committed public anger, so he said inwardly: "Bah, what kind of broken wood, it will break with a light touch, it is really made of rotten wood!"