Chapter Ninety-One: Telling a Story
Yang Mosheng was true to his word, and when he stayed until noon the next day, he really arrived as scheduled, and he was still holding a thick pile of poems in his hand, which should be dedicated to Lin Sheng.
Two fine works, which play is this for me? That's it, I'm just an idiot viewer.
As usual, he picked up the leftover tofu at the gate of the county government and handed it to the officials, and Lin Sheng was really there, greeted each other, and sat in the tent together.
"Good poetry, good!" Lin Sheng looked at Yang Mosheng's pen and ink, and praised it repeatedly: "It's a pity that you have failed to succeed in repeated attempts with such literary brilliance." ”
"Thank you for your compliments. Yang is not talented, has been eager to do his best for the people, for my Tang Dynasty, but unfortunately, has not been able to do so, if the main book can give me a chance, Yang will be a grass ring, in order to repay the master book of the kindness of the encounter. ”
"Ouch, ouch, hurry up, hurry up, such a big gift, Lin is worthy of it." Lin Sheng helped Yang Mosheng, who was kneeling down, and said, "I'll keep these poems first, and see if I can find a proper opportunity to dedicate them to Qincha." Hey, Qin Cha is sick, I'm afraid I'm not in the mood to watch it these days. In this way, I will present it to you first when I go to visit the patient with Xu County's order, and as for whether the Qin Cha will take a fancy to you, then I can't guarantee it. ”
"That's enough, thank you master, thank you!" Yang Mosheng was excited.
I silently watched the two perform, secretly pinching my thighs, holding back laughter and almost choking internal injuries.
"Master, the tofu has been fully distributed." A government official reports.
"Good. Let's go down. ”
"That'...... Master book, we won't bother. Yang Mosheng shook his hand deeply again.
"I'll retire." I also hastened to leave.
"Great, Brother Li, thanks to you." Yang Mosheng thanked me again.
I could finally laugh out loud: "It's okay, it's okay, I didn't help much." ”
I don't know what their plans are, so I'll just wait and see.
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After a few snowfalls, the end of the year is getting closer and closer. According to the convention, after being busy all year round, I have to rest for ten days and half a month. It's just that this year, I don't know if I can rest at ease, after all, I'm still a secret agent, and I go to the Jianghu Inn every day for half a day, and then go to the county office, and I will gain more or less.
"Jianghu, how many days are you going to take off for the New Year?" Fauber asked.
I hesitated for a moment: "Every year, A-Niang has been off since she was a child, but I see that the weather is good these days, and I want to do it for a few more days." ”
"Good. If you are young, you should work hard to earn money. Fauber nodded, and looked at the ledger again.
"Good news, good news!" Liu Jiabao ran into the inn and shouted.
Sun Chenxian greeted him: "Look at you, what's wrong?" ”
"We've won the battle!" Liu Jiabao said excitedly.
"Won the battle?"
"Where is the war?"
"I haven't heard any movement."
In the guest hall, it was full today, and everyone was puzzled after listening to Liu Jiabao's words.
"One of my brothers just sent me a letter, saying that early this morning, there were Tibetan thieves in the west of Yongqing County who harassed the people, and they were quickly exterminated by our people." Liu Jiabao raised his hand and slapped it on the table.
"You're telling a story? Or is it true? Uncle Fang asked as he poked his head out of the backyard tremblingly.
"Ouch, old Fang, what are you doing again?" Fauber shouted at him.
Uncle Fang looked at the table in front of me, covered his mouth and coughed twice: "I haven't talked about books for more than a month, and today is much better, come and tell you a story." ”
Fauber stopped him: "Go, rest later." As soon as I regained my strength, I tossed around blindly. Chenxian, help him back. ”
"Hey. Uncle Fang, let's go, go back to the room, and then talk about recovering from your illness first, don't worry. Sun Chenxian persuaded.
"I'm ...... I can't live all day for nothing. I'll tell you a few stories, maybe the guests will like to hear them, and they will come back to eat next time......" Uncle Fang muttered in his mouth, but he still left with Sun Chenxian.
"Jianghu, it's okay, you continue to sell your tofu here. Lao Fang's body is bones, wait for him to be neat. Fauber comforted me.
Originally, I was still a little guilty that I had taken Uncle Fang's position, but I was relieved to hear Uncle Fu say this. I heard Ah Wu say that Uncle Fang loves to get sick every winter, and now there is no place to talk about books, so he just rests for a while. When the weather warms up after the New Year, I still have to go to the door. Hey, if only I could have my own shop.
"Okay, listen to me today!" Seeing that Uncle Fang was gone, Liu Jiabao ran to the counter in front of Fu Bo, slapped the inkstone on the table, and then cleared his throat and said, "Anyway, this morning, before dawn, a group of Tibetan thieves secretly invaded my Yongqing realm......
"How many people are here?" Someone asked.
"Twenty." Liu Jiabao frowned: "I'll talk about it, listen to the story, don't interject." ”
"Hahahaha......" the full audience laughed.
"Ahem, these twenty thieves haven't figured out the direction yet, and suddenly, a hundred men quietly surrounded them, raising their swords and brushing them, and killed the enemy in less than a quarter of an hour." Liu Jiabao gestured with his palm as a knife.
"A hundred men? Where did it come from? ”
"Out of the dirt?"
"Yes, yes, listening to you say that, it seems that you are waiting for those few Tubo people."
And the people began to talk about it again.
Liu Jiabao smiled proudly: "You don't know this, right?" We have already sent a hundred elite spies to infiltrate the interior of Tibet, and if there is any wind and grass, of course we can't escape their eyes. So this time, as early as before the Tubo people dispatched, there were secret agents who informed the Lu County Order of Yongqing County to take precautions.
Those 100 men are not soldiers, they are all people recruited by the Lu County Order, they grow crops for business on weekdays, and when they give an order, they can immediately pick up a knife to kill the enemy! ”
"Awesome! If a thief breaks into Xiangzhou City, my hoe-carrying hand can kill a few! A noodle eater was inspired.
"Okay, we'll go to Xu Xianling to sign up later." A person next to him also chimed in.
Liu Jiabao smiled at them, and slapped the inkstone again: "I heard that in Yongqing County and Baokang County, a lot of militiamen like this have been recruited, and they usually take time to train them, and they can be of great use at critical moments."
My senior brother is Dongfang Hong, the owner of Shenlong Villa, and he and Linghu County Lieutenant have been guarding the western suburbs of Yongqing with 5,000 soldiers and horses. If there are still things in Tibet that don't know whether to live or die and dare to be presumptuous, I'm afraid I'm going to have a good fight with them. ”
"Just do it, whoever is afraid of whom!"
"That's right! If they really break through the two counties of Yongqing and Baokang, I will go and wait outside our Xicheng! ”
"Yes, that's right. I don't believe it, all of us combined, and I'm afraid of him a few little thieves! ”
"Well said, maybe we have made a meritorious contribution to killing thieves, and we can still be an official."
Everyone shouted together, and all of them looked heroic and invincible.
I looked at the two people who shouted the most, and I was a little suspicious that these two people could not be the secret agents of which team. deliberately sang and harmonized with Liu Jiabao, so that the people could feel our determination to unite in Xiangzhou.
"Don't worry. Behold, this battle cannot be fought. How could they act rashly this time? Fauber touched his beard, and his chubby face was extremely calm.
"Makes sense. I hope the two sides will do this, what to fight? I still hope for a few more peaceful days. ”
"Yes, may the world be peaceful." One of them drank the noodle soup and wiped his mouth in satisfaction.
"Hahahaha, Fauber, bring me a roast chicken." Song Erlang's voice sounded, and the person also entered the inn, holding an old man of the same age as Uncle Fang in his hand.
"Okay, a roast chicken. Guest officer, please. Fu Bo shouted to the back kitchen, stepped forward, and saw a table of people eating noodles next to him get up, and hurriedly beckoned Ah Wu to wipe the table.
Song Erlang threw a money bag on the table, squeezed his eyes at me, and shook his head very proudly.
The old man next to him touched his gray beard and pointed at me: "Son, go buy me a bowl of bean curd!" ”
Song Erlang glared at him and pulled his hair down: "It's going to take an inch!" ”
I was stunned for a moment, and then I saw that it was a wig, and when he laughed and ripped off his beard, I recognized that it was Su Xiaolu.
Su Xiaolu slapped himself lightly with a hippie smile: "Oh, it's over?" Sorry sorry, hahahaha. ”
Liu Jiabao saw that everyone's eyes were looking at Song Erlang and Su Xiaolu, and his face was displeased: "I'll tell them a story, can you be quieter?" ”
Su Xiaolu looked at Liu Jiabao with a frown: "What's so great about storytelling?" Who still doesn't know how to tell a story? ”
"I'm telling the story of the Chincha." Liu Jiabao waved his hand towards the sky, very respectful.
Su Xiaolu smiled: "Who doesn't know the story of Qincha? Just now, Qin Cha helped Xu County Ling try two big cases. ”
"What's the big case?"
"Someone reported that there was an old man who was fishing, had bad eyes, caught a carp and didn't release it, and cooked fish soup." Su Xiaolu preached.
"Huh? Ate carp? This is going to be boarded. ”
I am also worried about the unlucky old man, my Tang Emperor's surname is Li, "Li" and "carp" homonym, in order to avoid secrecy, there has long been a law: caught carp must be released immediately, otherwise those who eat it privately will be responsible for sixty boards.
Ah Wuduan came to roast chicken: "How was the Xu County Order judged?" ”
Su Xiaolu pulled a chicken leg: "Xu County's order is very rare, according to the law, the old man must not lose half his life?" But if you don't judge, so many people are staring at it. As a result, there is still a way for the Chin Cha to ......"
Liu Jiabao stepped forward, and when he saw Su Xiaolu talking, he suddenly stopped, gnawed on the chicken legs, and became anxious: "What's wrong with Qincha?" Say! ”
"yes, yes, don't hang on our appetite!"
I looked intently at him, waiting for an answer.