Qingyang students will carry a small bamboo box behind them to hold their pen, ink, paper, inkstone and everyone's literature and history. But the princess and the county lord are not like this, and wearing a student uniform is the greatest respect for the Shangli Academy. And the street food in your hand is responsible for life.

Linwangfu and Taishifu are separated by a street, and the two girls are on the same road. And the street vendors on the way back saw that they were all happy to bloom, buying some charcoal-grilled chicken legs here, and a whole string of sugar gourds over there, the little brother of the sugar gourd is also an acquaintance, Bai Jiangyi and Yu Yi knew each other completely because of the meeting of the little brother here before entering the palace to play.

The night market is now connected to the daytime, so even when the sun sets, the streets are still bustling with people, just as lively.

"Come and take a look, the old grandson of Dengluqiao is telling stories in the Zhongliao Tea House tonight!"

The shouting attracted Bai Jiangyi's attention, to say who is the most well-informed in this capital, even Dali Temple is not as good as this old grandson who is always holding a thick hookah like a fan's calf in rags.

The rule of law in Qingyang stipulates that businessmen must register with the household department, otherwise they will not be implemented, but Lao Sun Tou is a special case, because he said that he does not charge money for books, that is, the officials will reward some broken silver when they are happy to hear it. A small square table that I don't know where I picked it up for a long time, a piece of shocking wood that I grind myself, and find a down-and-out scholar to write about the shortcomings of my life under the bridge, which is where the old grandson tells stories.

Bai Jiangyi and Shen Xuan used to be fine, they always went to listen to him under the Denglu Bridge, and at first they were still puzzled how this poor jingling old man could have such well-informed news, which minister stole and was caught by his own lady, which Jianghu chivalrous man was challenged and broke his hand and disappeared from then on, and even General Yu's battle in Guanbei was only known to him. Bai Jiangyi didn't give pocket money at that time, and she only charged some copper plates for the people to get houses, and the old grandson also knew the news, he admired this lady with a good personality, and he always liked to chat with her after finishing the book, and over time he would know that this old grandson was the head of the beggars in Qingyang, and every beggar came back to tell him when he heard some news, and hundreds of people told him the story.

It's just that the old grandson is used to being free, how can he go to the teahouse to tell stories.

Driven by curiosity, the two of them followed the flow of people to the door of the Zhongliao Tea House.

Zhongliao is a country, but also the northwest of Qingyang now, is a small country, always suppressed by the two big countries of Western Chu and Northern Khan, and later when Emperor An raised troops to fight Zhongliao, the Emperor of Zhongliao surrendered without saying a word, and since then it has been incorporated into Qingyang, and now it is renamed Ning Dazhou. The Zhongliao people became also very good at business under the influence of Western Chu merchants, so it was not so surprising that someone like Lao Sun Tou could be invited by him to give a book.

Since Yu Yi returned to the capital, a series of surprising things have made Bai Jiangyi not come to Lao Sun Tou to listen to books for a long time. She put her shoulder on the side of Miss Shen, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Listen to a paragraph?" ”

Shen Xuan pursed his lips, but the smile on his face was uncontrollably revealed: "Listen to a paragraph!" ”

The two of them squeezed through the crowd hand in arm and walked into the tea shop, which was not the same as imagined, according to the ability of Zhongliao people to do business, they shouldn't have to be so simple, right? The table is an old wooden table, although it is clean, but the black marks that have opened the cracks and mold cannot be removed, the pillars are also old pillars, and there are some cobwebs hanging on the roof, and the storyteller's table is the table under the old grandson's Denglu Bridge, even the shocking wood is, but there is an extra screen behind him, and it is also written that life is short. What's more, this is in the city, and the rent of the house in this area is ridiculously high, since you can afford to rent here, you won't have no money to decorate it.

After observing carefully for a while, Bai Jiangyi also understood, looking at the mortise and tenon of the beam, he knew that it was newly made, and it seemed that the owner of the shop was deliberately old, which was also in line with the appearance of the old grandson. Everyone sat down, and the old grandson walked out from behind, and sure enough, the rags, broken straw shoes, hookah sticks, there was no change at all, and the decoration of the broken style complemented each other.

The old grandson first took a sip of hookah, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, then stood up and arched his hands, revealing a smiling face with a missing front tooth, and his voice sounded hoarse because he had smoked too much: "Ladies and gentlemen, I thank you here first, old man, for your willingness to give face to come here to listen to the old man's nagging." ”

This is Lao Suntou's iconic opening remarks, and everyone in the audience is also an old customer, and they will applaud enthusiastically when they hear this.

The audience was quiet again. Every storyteller has their own rules, but the shocking wood represents the climax of the script and the silence of the audience.

"Today, let's talk about the matter of His Royal Highness the King of Lin, who sent the prince of the Northern Khan back to the Northern Khan."

Bai Jiangyi was stunned for a moment, and began to admire this old grandson again, and he beat the informant into the camp of the Ink Scale Guard.

I have to say that the old grandson has been talking about books for a long time, and this eloquence is really not inferior to those so-called Confucian scholars who read poetry and books. And this old man also knows how to be measured, since he knows that Yu Yi is an envoy to Bei Khan, he will definitely know that Bai Jiangyi is following aside, but the old grandson is very interested in erasing all the stories of Bai Jiangyi, after all, it has been nearly a year since His Majesty gave the marriage, and the two still haven't gotten married.

From Yu Yi killing the wolf and lion village with a knife and taking away the Wuthering Heights bandits, to the assassination of the mission, the red ghost mask man appeared, and walked with Zhao Qingshan, a master of the rivers and lakes, and finally to the head of the north city wall of Mocheng Pass, Yu Yi and Yan Moli, the prince of the Northern Khan, fought a battle. really evoked all Bai Jiangyi's memories, she raised the corners of her mouth, and the stories that belonged to her and Yu Yi that had never been spoken in the old grandson's mouth slowly emerged.

She remembered that night was full of snow, and the simple village was full of red ribbons and bright red flowers.

He said: I can't wait to go back to the capital, I want to marry you earlier.

She said: Yu Zilin, I like you, I like it tightly.

Bai Jiangyi fell into a trance, and she retracted her thoughts because the old grandson slapped the startled wood, and said with a little anger: "That vast grassland does not belong to Qingyang or Northern Khan, and that great country actually sent a killer disguised as a merchant out of the city to assassinate!" ”

"The sword fell mercilessly, and he didn't care about the prince Yan Moli who was still in the mission at all!"

"The people who came were all elite soldiers, the bright Northern Khan knife in his hand exuded cold light, the ink scale guard resisted hard, and General Yu was like a wolf into a flock, and the screams were endless!"

"But two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how strong General Yu is, he can't take care of the whole field, just when he kills with strength! A Northern Khan knife placed in the dark slowly approached the Northern Khan prince Yan Moli! ”

Syllable! There was another shocking sound, which shook the expressions of everyone in the audience to be extremely nervous.

The man didn't hesitate to raise his hand! When Yan Mo came back to his senses, the knife was only an arm's length away from him! ”

The voice stopped suddenly, and the old grandson took a leisurely sip of tea, and spit out the tea leaves in his mouth back to the teacup. The regular customers in the audience instantly understood.

"The mission went through hardships to get out of Qingyang, and before entering the Northern Khan, it was assassinated, and the prince of the Northern Khan, Yan Moli, was in danger, how should this game be broken?"

The startled wood fell again, and the old grandson smiled meaningfully and said, "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next decomposition." ”

The officials are used to seeing it, but they still complain a few words in their mouths. Most of the people cheered at the top of their lungs, and some people would complain that the old grandson always said half of this, and then made people think about the story all night and couldn't sleep well. The audience was sweating profusely, knocking melon seeds and shouting: "Old grandson, in the past, we just forgot about it, but now the big guy has spent money, you have to talk about it." ”

The officials and guests are not surprised by the old grandson's style of acting, and the opposite is the same for the old grandson. Everyone knows in their hearts that this storytelling will be finished once, and how can there be repeat customers without leaving some suspense. All complaints are complaints, and tomorrow it should be at what time. Lao Sun Tou stood up and left the storytelling case, took three steps back and bowed, and then left, and only half-eaten peanuts, a piece of shocking wood, and a cup of tea that had already cooled were left on the case, and that's it.

After listening to the story, it was already dark, and everyone went back to their respective homes. Bai Jiangyi and Shen Xuan got up one after another, and after sitting for a long time, they stretched their waists with some backache, and between the crowds, Bai Jiangyi seemed to see Bai Shan's figure through her figure, this half-sister would still come here to listen to books? It's weird.

Bai Jiangyi was not sure, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "Bai Shan." ”

It may be that there are many people, but she didn't hear it, so Bai Jiangyi walked out through the crowd, and when she looked around, she saw a white dress getting into a carriage. Bai Jiangyi and Bai Shan have not looked at each other for so many years, she will definitely not admit her mistake.

Shen Xuan also squeezed through the crowd and came to Bai Jiangyi's side and asked, "What's wrong?" Running so fast? Don't wait for me. ”

Bai Jiangyi's eyes stared at the carriage in the distance, shook Shen Xuan's arm and asked, "Which carriage is that?" ”

Shen Xuan looked over, and then laughed: "Which one?" Royal. ”

Bai Jiangyi was stunned for a moment, and Geng Zhi asked, "Which Huang family?" ”

Shen Xuan rolled his eyes and smacked his tongue and said, "Palace!" The carriage in the palace. She took a closer look at it and continued, "It looks like it's the prince's carriage. ”

"Oh..."Bai Jiangyi nodded in a daze.

Shen Xuan was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Jiangyi came back to his senses and frowned lightly: "I seem to have seen Bai Shan get into that carriage." ”

"Bai Shan?" Shen Xuan pointed to the direction in which the carriage had left and looked at Bai Jiangyi in surprise, "You said that Bai Shan got into the prince's carriage?" ”

Bai Jiangyi nodded, and shook his head again: "Oops, it may be a mistake, let's go, go back." Otherwise, it's too late to be educated again. ”

"Miss!"

The sudden sound caused the two to turn around, and Ah Ruan and Ah Lian walked towards the two of them in annoyance and helplessness.

Bai Jiangyi was surprised: "Ah Ruan? What are you doing here? ”

The wind on the spring night was still a little cold, Ah Ruan put the cloak he brought on the young lady and said, "Miss, don't you look at what time it is?" Uncle has returned home, and you haven't come back yet, but fortunately, Ah Ruan, I am well-informed, and I know that you are here to join in the fun. ”

Ah Lian echoed: "Yes, if it weren't for Ah Ruan, I wouldn't have been able to find you, Miss, fortunately, the master lives in the palace tonight, otherwise you will be scolded again." ”

Shen Xuan's eyes lit up as soon as he heard that his father was not at home: "My father won't come back at night?" ”

Ah Lian nodded innocently, Miss Shen was not too happy to hear the news, she immediately took off the cloak she had just put on and returned it to Ah Lian, and said excitedly to Bai Jiangyi: "Xiaobai! Drink at night! ”

Bai Jiangyi thought for a moment, then said with a sad brow: "Not tonight, I want to go back home to see if Bai Shan is at home." ”

Shen Xuan remembered what Bai Jiangyi said just now and nodded, and then said, "Then I'll go back with you, I haven't seen Uncle Bai for a long time." ”

This time, Bai Jiangyi did not hesitate, nodded and should come down. Then let Ah Ruan go back to the palace and tell Yu Yi to come to him again, and after explaining, the two of them took a step towards the Bai Mansion with Ah Lian.