As soon as the words fell, a huge slapping sound resounded in the building, and suddenly, everyone only heard a burst of "hissing" sound from all directions, and suddenly the door of the Jade Wine House was closed, and the windows around the restaurant were also blocked by cloth.

The restaurant suddenly darkened, and the guests exclaimed in surprise, and they all looked around.

"Window paper? Curtain? Chen Pu looked at Situ Xi suspiciously.

"It's the curtains, which are made of silk, are ordered from the Leng family cloth shop, and Brother Chen must have seen that the window in the middle of this jade wine is much larger than ordinary windows, so I thought about using this kind of sliding curtain to block the light, and now it looks pretty good."

"Slides?" Everyone was puzzled.

Situ Xi smiled and said nothing, he was simply imitating the sliding rail curtains of later generations, just hooking the curtain from above with many hooks, and then stuck the other end in the long rail, but Chen Pu and they saw this kind of curtain for the first time.

"Brother Situ is really ingenious." The third prince once again praised Situ Xi.

And Chen Zhishu looked at the sliding curtain but thought a little, she glanced at Situ Xi deeply, and then turned her head and put her eyes back on the stage.

There was another soft sound, it should be said that a drum sounded, and several candles suddenly lit up around the stage at the same time, illuminating the stage that looked a little dim, and when everyone looked up again, they could already see Mr. Xiang sitting upright at the table, and there were many gorgeously dressed women sitting on the piano stage by the screen behind him.

A rapid flute sounded, accompanied by a burst of sound like turbulent water, Mr. Xiang slapped the wood, the surrounding firelight suddenly swayed, the sound of the piano was everywhere, the music was excited, and the sheng flute and drums sounded in unison, this kind of music is a bit similar to the supernatural blowing song.

After the song reached its climax, everyone's emotions seemed to be mobilized, and at this moment, Mr. Xiang's energetic voice sounded in the building.

The words say: The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty; The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. ”

He reads very slowly, but he is full of pride, Mr. Xiang is really good at storytelling, and it is no wonder that Fan Lao will recommend him to Situ Xi.

Among them, there are many learned literati who are well-educated, and after hearing this opening sentence, they suddenly feel the tide surging up their heads, and pride and heroism are stirring in their chests.

"What a word!"

Some people have already stood up from their seats and sighed.

"Brother Situ, this word ......" Zuo Shenyan turned his head to look at Situ Xi in surprise, Situ Xi smiled at him and signaled him to continue listening to the commentary patiently.

The flute suddenly became gentle, and the music in the building was no longer so exciting, and even the drum beat became much slower.

After Mr. Xiang paused for a while, he recited to the sound of the music: "On the white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu, I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. ”

Holding the flask on the table and filling the porcelain bowl in front of him, he stood up with the wine, signaled to the audience, and then drank it dryly.

"A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet; How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

There was silence in the audience, and everyone was attracted by this majestic opening sentence.

"Smack-"

The startling wood sounded again, and there were some more lampstands on the stage, and the first floor was brighter, and suddenly, scattered peach petals scattered down from the second floor, and everyone who looked up to watch saw this and exhaled softly.

The guests on the third floor couldn't help but feel amused when they looked at the orchids scattered on the second floor, and Chen Pu stared at Mr. Xiang on the stage with great interest, just wanting to hear his next story.

"The first time, the three heroes of Taoyuan were feasted, and the Yellow Turban heroes were the first to make meritorious contributions."

"Speaking of the general trend of the world, it will be together for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time: the dispute between the seven countries over the weekend ......"

This section of the story has been slightly modified by Situ Xi in combination with the history books of this world, including some dynasties, country names and chronology, which are also to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

Mr. Xiang spoke the first three times on the stage, and it took a lot of time to talk about the whole session, but no one left the venue during this period, and many new guests came in halfway, and they had no place to sit, so they all stood aside and listened to the book.

The unheard background of the story, the stories of the new heroes and heroes, the catchy poems interspersed in the book and the confrontations between the various characters are all of a great attraction for the scholars present, and Mr. Xiang's storytelling skills make everyone present feel as if they were there.

"If you want to win the world, why don't you regret a horse, this Li Ru is good."

"Galloping thousands of miles to sweep the dust, crossing the water and climbing the mountains and opening the purple mist, is there really a BMW like Chitu in this world?"

There are also a few whispered conversations like this occasionally in the restaurant.

The story is wonderful and fascinating, Zuo Shenyan and Zuo Minghu beside Situ Xi are fascinated, and Chen Pu is also eating pastries while listening, until he reaches out and finds that the plate in front of him is empty.

"Is the so-called 'Hui' a chapter? How many times has this been written? Chen Zhishu whispered with Situ Xi from time to time, and occasionally asked him for advice if he didn't understand.

"Yes, this is a chapter back style, and there are a hundred times in this "Three Kingdoms".

"Hundred back and forth......" Hearing the answer, Chen Zhishu nodded, she glanced at Situ Xi with a strange look again, and then stopped talking, which made Situ Xi touch his face, could it be that there was something on his face?

"After all, what is Yuan Shao's life, please listen to the next decomposition."

On the stage, Mr. Xiang slapped the table, and he picked up the startling wood for the third time, and the waking wood fell for the third time today, which also means that today's storytelling is over.

And everyone was shocked when they heard it, and then they returned to reality from that story.

What? It's in the excitement, and it's stopped? The audience all had a feeling of unfinished, and Mr. Xiang got up and bowed his hands to the crowd, and left the venue neatly, and quickly walked behind the scenes.

"It's still early at this hour, why don't you continue, my son is willing to give a reward, and let the storyteller talk about two more paragraphs!" The noble son in brocade clothes and jade clothes in the audience stood up angrily and asked Fan Lao, who was in charge of the overall situation.

"This son, this storytelling is here today, Mr. Xiang said it three times in a row, in fact, he has been talking for a long time, and the storyteller also needs to rest, right? And there are other programs in Yujiuju next, which are equally exciting, please don't be impatient, you can watch it slowly. ”

"By the way, you should have noticed that there are a lot of poems hanging on the walls of this jade wine house, from today, for a limited time of three days, the jade wine house will reward a poem, the content of which should be related to this commentary that you have just heard, and those who are interested can come to vote, but this selection is selected by the owner of my jade wine house, and it is only selected by its personal preferences. This is an essay, not a poem, there is no distinction between good and bad, please understand. The selected poems will also be hung on the wall of this jade wine house to display to the guests, and the poet will be awarded 500 taels of silver. ”

"This is a digression, the next performance is an ancient trick, I hope you can enjoy it."