"Three Emperors and Five Emperors of Morality, Famous Xiahou Shang and Zhou ......"

After a set poem, the storyteller patted the wood and said:

"Let's say that when the royal driver came to Zhending Mansion, he saw the soldiers and horses of the Liao State outside the city, all of them were like wolves and tigers, as if they were fierce and vicious."

"For a time, the people were afraid, the ministers were worried, and there were many cowards and warlords, so they all spoke out and avoided them for the time being."

"When the Holy One saw this, he drew his sword and rose up, and fought hard to cut the case, and said to the left and right: 'I have come to the battlefield for the people, and those who say that they will do so!' ”

......

In the first story, the tall image of the emperor was written as wise and wise, which immediately attracted him and couldn't help but smile.

Even her face, which had turned pale from her injuries, turned rosy.

The emperor seemed to remember something, glanced at Cao Bin, and reprimanded:

"Juncai, if I remember correctly, this thing was made up by your subordinates, right?"

"Why is this so untrue?"

Cao Bin hurriedly "aggrieved":

"The minister only told the editor about the general process, but they filled in the details themselves."

"This matter has nothing to do with Weichen!"

When the emperor heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand and said:

"Forget it this time, don't take it as an example!"

Seeing this, Pan Renmei hurriedly laughed in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, it's not to blame Zhongjinghou, in fact, the old minister can't remember the details."

"I just think this story is very much in line with His Majesty's image."

Hearing this, Bao Zheng was a little speechless, although he did not come to the scene in person, he also knew that ninety percent of it was fake.

He agrees that the emperor's good image will help the people to have trust in the court.

But he was also worried that the emperor would lose himself in these touts, so he was a little unhappy.

In history, there are many faint kings who fell little by little.

After all, he still can't get used to this kind of sloppy behavior.

Seeing Bao Zheng glaring at himself, Cao Bin smiled:

"Master Bao, don't stare at me, the stories have been personally reviewed by Prime Minister Wang."

The Emperor coughed and said:

"Don't worry about Bao Qing's family, Juncai is busy with official business on weekdays, where can I have time to tell my subordinates the details of the war?"

"It's just speculation on the part of the people down there."

This time, even Pan Renmei was speechless.

If you want to say that others are busy with official business, he agrees, and if you want to say that Cao Bin has no time, who believes it?

I've never seen anyone so lazy.

Most of the official business depends on subordinates, eating, drinking and having fun.

Maybe it's because Cao Bin doesn't have much desire for power, and if it were himself, he would be reluctant to delegate so much authority.

The rest of the diners listened with relish, but only Fang Jinzhi and his party were quite disdainful, and one of the men sneered in a low voice:

"This kind of story is false when you hear it, and they believe it."

Subsequently, Mr. Storyteller talked about Cao Bin's ten generals.

This is the climax of the story, but it is not an exaggeration, because the incident itself is exaggerated enough.

It's just that a lot of Cao Bin's psychological descriptions have been added.

The emphasis was on his loyalty and "family and country feelings", and his martial arts weakened a lot.

As the saying goes, the wind knows the grass.

Anyone who is good at storytelling knows that the more sinister the environment the protagonist faces, the more it reflects his character......

At this time, the storyteller was saying:

"As the saying goes, the lord humiliates the ministers to death, the lord worries about the ministers, and the loyal Jing Hou sees that the saint is worried, and he can't help but think of Zhuge Wuhou's words of doing his best."

"A gritted tooth, a stomp of the foot, a secret way, who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of Han Qing, although there is no life today, but it is also the time to be loyal."

"So he took the iron point steel spear, turned over his horse, and went out of the city......"

Hearing this, the emperor was moved to tears, grabbed Cao Bin's hand and said:

"Juncai, I have failed you......"

Seeing that the storyteller explained Cao Bin's psychology in such detail, the emperor took it for granted that this was Cao Bin's own description.

Cao Bin quietly withdrew his hand and said righteously:

"Why should Your Majesty be like this? This is the duty of a minister......"

He was a little skeptical that he was overexaggerating.

Bao Zheng couldn't help but praise:

"Who has not died since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat, how can a person who is not sincere say such sincere words?"

"This sentence can be used as a police officer!"

Cao Bin hurriedly said modestly:

"Master Bao also knows that Cao doesn't understand literature and ink, and he feels it, and he feels it......"

Bao Zheng looked at Cao Bin with even more affection, and said solemnly:

"It's because you don't know how to write and ink that you are more precious and sincere."

As he spoke, he shook his head again and said:

"However, it's not appropriate not to read after all, this house has three volumes of reading experience, and I will send someone to send it to your home in a while."

"You have to work hard!"

Cao Bin was stunned for a moment, and he was sure that he had cheated himself.

Made, Bao Zheng is getting himself on it again?

At this time, Mr. Storyteller has already begun to tell the climax of Cao Bin's battle against the ten generals.

It is said to be dangerous and exciting.

In his mouth, it seems that Cao Bin will be killed by General Liao at any time......

The people in the restaurant were listening attentively, and the storyteller patted the wood and said:

"If you want to hear what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown."

The diners suddenly stopped doing it and shouted:

"Go on, although Cao Bin has won, the Liao army has not retreated."

"Made, halfway, be careful that Lao Tzu hacks you to death!"

Seeing this, Mr. Storyteller was so frightened that he smiled bitterly:

"The book in the back, the old decay has not been memorized yet, a moment less, a moment less."

After saying that, he ran away.

At this time, there was already a lot of discussion in the restaurant:

Someone was surprised:

"I didn't expect this kid Cao Bin to really have some ability."

"That's a Liao person, I heard that they are all like wolves and tigers, and he actually defeated ten generals."

Hearing this, someone agreed:

"Isn't Cao Bin a gentleman, I've heard of him in Jiangnan, and they all say that this person is extremely ridiculous, not a thing."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the anger of the public, and the previous man said:

"You outsiders know a fart, although I'm a Bianjing boy on weekdays."

"But when it comes to the real character, we are not weaker than others."

"Do you know why Emperor Lao Tzu wants to crown Cao Bin as a god and be loyal to Jingjing?"

"That's because Cao Bin's martial arts are invincible, and the Liao people are afraid to fight, so he has this title."

Hearing this, the emperor nodded with a smile and said to Cao Bin and the others:

"That's what this man said, that's what I mean."

At this time, someone else said:

"Although Cao Bin is unreliable, that's also my Bianjing Erlang, it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks."

"Besides, Cao Bin hasn't done anything bad in the past few years, right?"

Hearing this, someone immediately nodded in agreement:

"Who doesn't have a young maniac, I think it's okay, Cao Bin is getting older, and he will definitely not mess around......"

When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another, with a look of honor on their faces.

Cao Bin didn't expect that the publicity effect this time would be so good, and his tone would become so good in Bianjing.

But if you boast, you can boast, and it will be meaningless to keep turning over old accounts.