For the Yi family, a sumptuous dinner is certainly nothing in the eyes of the prince, but it is better than fireworks.

The prince has been out of the palace few times, and he has even fewer experiences of dining at this kind of "unknowing" home, and the situation of the Yi family preparing meals is also very interesting in his eyes.

The presentation of the dishes is naturally far less exquisite than the imperial dining room in the palace, nor is it as good as some high-grade restaurants, but the amount of dishes is large, the color is bright and the fragrance is also very strong, and it is also appetizing to watch.

To tell the truth, in front of Yi Shuyuan, the prince did secretly make some gestures, but he became more and more open during the meal.

Even if the Yi family is a little restrained because of the distinguished guests, they can't let go of eating, but this kind of can't let go is still a big mouthful of vegetables and a big mouthful of rice, and the food is very sweet.

In addition, the Yi family is in good health, not to mention the Yi Baokang father and son who have consumed a day's physical strength, even the female streamers in the family are not far behind, just looking at them feel fragrant.

In this case, the number of people at the same table has also been affected to some extent, and the dishes that are mainly salty and fresh have become more delicious.

After a meal, the prince who only eats a small bowl of rice on weekdays has eaten several bowls of rice, and the Yuanjiang County Commander sees that the prince is like this, and he can't take care of being reserved, and even deliberately makes himself embarrassed.

"The soup is coming, coming and coming, everyone will serve a little~~"

Yi Yongan came up with a large basin, this is the last dish, it is not the kind of thick soup boiled out, but a clear soup cooked with dried vegetable stalks and salty fresh, although it is simple, it is delicious and greasy.

Like the Yi family, the prince and the Yuanjiang County Commander also stood up together and took a spoon to serve the soup, and served it in the rice bowl after the rice was chopped to make soup and drink.

"Hiccup~~"

The prince at the dinner table burped, and Yi Shuyuan on the side also grinned.

"Let the gentleman see the smile!"

The prince didn't care, a smile appeared on his face, and he was slightly happy in his heart, sure enough, tonight's pie is a plus for Mr. Yi! But it's also really enjoyable!

Yi Shuyuan said in a low voice.

"Your Highness can be free and uninhibited and have fun with the people, how can Yi be a joke!"

"Just call me Ziji, sir!"

Although the prince is also a scheming person, Yi Shuyuan is not disgusted by this kind of scheming.

At the time of dinner on the Yi family's side, the storytelling in the grain field has been spread all over the village in the evening, and many people who have heard the Yi family mention Yi Shuyuan's storytelling before are also excited.

There are many more people who have moved their chairs and benches in advance to occupy a good position.

Generally, when the troupe comes to the village to sing, they come with a big boat, and the materials for setting up the stage are ready-made, including the kind of big canopy lamp.

However, Yi Shuyuan said that there is no stage to build, fortunately, storytelling is not like singing, mainly listening by ears, not by eyes, and tonight is also considered beautiful, although there are light clouds, but it will not rain.

Where the clouds are not obscured, the starlight is also very bright, and the visibility is not bad.

When the Yi family carried the tables, chairs and benches, although it was not yet time, there were already people wandering around the edge of the barn, and when they saw that the main owner was coming, someone immediately shouted loudly.

"Storytelling, storytelling~~~"

There are also people in the village who carry a gong "Dong Dong Dong ~" to knock it, obviously Xihe Village has not been so lively for a long time.

The crowd gathered quickly, adults and children, men, women and children all rushed to get over, and many more were well prepared, wearing thick winter coats and even blankets.

Xihe Village is not a small village in Yuanjiang County, and hundreds of people quickly gathered in the barn field, and it can be said that except for those who are really inconvenient to come out, basically the whole village is present.

One by one, they talked about each other, and they were obviously looking forward to and excited.

"The last time the troupe was the year before last!" "Yes, it's the same for today's storytelling, but I don't know if the Yi family said it well?"

"It's really as good as what Master Yi said!" "My family must brag, but it's okay to have half of it!"

"Alas, which one is the county master?" "Of course it's the older one!"

As a distinguished guest in the village, Yuanjiang County Ling and Prince Xiang Ziji were of course the closest to the storytelling platform.

There were a lot of straw stacks piled up in the barnyard, and the dim and noisy environment at night obviously made some guards a little nervous, but on the contrary, the prince was very relaxed, and the foreman guards were also not worried, just kept on guard.

It was only after sitting down for a while, and the prince already had a feeling that he was about to have a runny nose, so the people around him put a blanket on him and handed him a hand stove.

Yi Shuyuan's table is an ordinary four-person square table, placed three steps in front of the prince and the others, and on the table is a ruler and a folding fan, in addition to tea.

Most of the people in the village have never heard Yi Shuyuan tell stories, and naturally there will be no scene in some teahouses where when he comes, the audience quiets down, and there is still a lot of discussion at the moment, but he just smiled slightly, lifted the ruler and struck the table.

"Smack~~"

The jade shocked the Quartet!

The entire barn was quiet all of a sudden, and everyone looked at Yi Shuyuan's direction, and saw that he opened the folding fan with a "sting~".

"Today, the fathers and elders of my Xihe Village gathered in the grain drying field, and there were distinguished guests coming from afar, Yi Mou set up a table here to offer ugly stories, nonsense not to mention that we will start now, and what we want to talk about tonight is a story that happened in the north of Moshan, called "Ming Tianyu"!"

Yi Shuyuan's voice was calm and powerful, and it clearly spread to every corner of the barnyard, and even to the entire Xihe Village.

And unconsciously, the light clouds in the sky gradually dispersed at this moment, revealing the bright moon, and the moonlight swayed down, which also made the barn a little brighter, as if a dark curtain had been lifted in front of the storyteller

"It is said that in the north of the Moshan Mountains, it is the land of Nanyan, Nanyan takes the crane as the national bird, and the love and respect for the white crane is exaggerated, and on this day, above the clouds in the sky, there is a group of white cranes flapping their wings and migrating, and there is a dispute in Nanyan on the earth."

It's about foreign things, but it can also arouse people's interest, and even more focused.

What Yi Shuyuan is talking about at this moment is the part where Bai He met Zhao's widow at the beginning of the change.

"Mortals are mortals with the naked eye, they don't know the crisis, only a warlock who is not deep in the Tao notices that something is wrong, it turns out that the swamp is full of miasma and evil shadows, and the demons have gradually gathered and want to keep people here"

The children in the barn hugged their parents tightly, and many of them shrunk together, and the coldness of the winter night seemed to be more obvious at this moment, and everyone had goosebumps.

"Attention, everyone, something is not quite right!"

Yi Shuyuan's mouth let out the panicked voice of the warlock, which was also the first time that he changed his voice after the preface.

As soon as this voice came out, the people in the village and even the Yuanjiang County Commander were shocked, but soon a series of continuous voices changed, and everyone was also attracted by the content of the story.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know, I feel that something evil is coming, but I don't know if it's something that is already here, or someone else's means!"

Yi Shuyuan folded the fan in his hand, looked at the many listeners in front of him, and narrated in the storyteller's low and nervous voice.

The warlock had already sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't know the situation in the Dao line, and the others were even darker, and the warlock couldn't take care of it at this moment, and the life-saving yellow talisman was thrown out again and again! Huang Fu burst into flames."

"Drink~ look at my talisman——"

"Hm~" "Boom~" "Boom~"

The sound of the yellow fu on fire, the howling of the wind, the sound of the water "booming", and even the panicked neighing of horses.

For a while, the table where Yi Shuyuan was located seemed to have evolved into all kinds of panic and noise, which also made many listeners nervous, whether they had heard Yi Shuyuan talk about the story or not, there was a strong sense of vibration and immersion.

The sound of horses' hooves treading water is particularly chaotic, and at this moment, the neighing is loud.

"Woohoo."

"Ahh

"Pata~" "Papa~"

Even if Yi Shuyuan did not narrate at this moment, everyone who listened to the book, including the children, knew that the mother and son had fallen off the horse!

At the same time, Yi Shuyuan's tone changed again, and a terrifying voice sounded.

"Roar."

Together, everyone got goosebumps, and there was only one thought in the listener's heart - the monster is coming!

Some children in the village even cried out "ah" and hugged their parents and elders.

At this moment, even the guards who guarded the prince were inevitably involved.

It was also at this moment that Yi Shuyuan's long-prepared crane chirp sounded.

"Phew-"

The high-pitched and clear long song has a feeling of coming from the sky, not only in the story, but also in the gloom in the hearts of the people who listen to the book in the barn field at this moment, and then after learning that the cranes have fallen and the monsters have retreated, the nervous emotions have been released

Why is the name "Ming Tianyu", in fact, it echoes Bai Xiaojie's "Wangtian Rain", although it is a mythological story, but in essence, whether it is Bai Yudao, the disputes in the rivers and lakes and the turmoil in the government and the opposition, or even the escape process of the Zhao family's mother and son, it is the chaos in the Nanyan world.

Yi Shuyuan uses the white crane as a guide, and the grandeur of the two demons fighting for the heavenly thunder is not left in the middle, but in his story tonight, the white crane and the Leshan toad have become a kind of background foil.

The main characters in the book are the chivalrous men of the rivers and lakes, the national teacher Tianyu Zhenren, the sergeants and ordinary people, and the Da Yan royal family.

From the beginning of the time to the end of the time, the long whole book brings the ups and downs of the emotions of the listeners!

"The hour has come, slash—"

The voice of the overseer, the movement of the knife and axe hand, and even the sound of the last head falling to the ground were all reproduced in Yi Shuyuan's mouth.

"Smack~"

Fu Qiyu hit the table in shock, and everyone was shocked.

"The knife fell, the blood spattered more than a dozen steps, and as the head fell to the ground, Han Shiyong, the former national teacher of Nanyan and the leader of a generation, died, and everything in Bai Yu Dao was also destroyed! What a pity! ”

Yi Shuyuan's words fell, and the folding fan in his hand had been put away, representing that tonight's "Ming Tian Rain" had been finished, and there was no suspense left for "next decomposition".

No one spoke in the barn for a long time, and even if Jade woke up, most of them seemed to be still in the book.

After a while, someone clapped excitedly.

"That's a good point!" "Yes, that's a great point!"

"The books that Mrs. Yi said are a hundred times stronger than those storytellers in the city!"

"Yes, a hundredfold!" "Yes, yes, I was so nervous just now!"

"Who isn't, I almost thought the youkai were coming out!"

The crowd was talking at the moment, and they all vented their excitement.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the prince, and the shock on the other party's face did not decrease, but compared to other villagers, the prince should have more feelings in his heart.

"What does Your Highness think, what is the book that Yi said?"

Yi Shuyuan asked this, and the prince woke up like a dream, snorted, and said with emotion.

"Sir, what a god!"

Yi Shuyuan grinned, I am I don t know how much I don t know how much you can listen to this reaction.

At the edge of the barn, Huang Hongchuan and his own land are standing here, and Gray Mian also stands on Huang Hongchuan's shoulders.

"Well, sir, isn't it?"

Gray Mian said proudly, and Huang Hongchuan was also emotional.

"Don't cast immortal methods, don't blindfold your eyes, but you can reach such a realm, it can be described as a miraculous skill!"

(End of chapter)