After the middle-aged storyteller finished speaking, the people who listened to the book were all applauding vigorously, one by one, their faces were full of excitement, and the scene was very lively.

"This book puts Wen Xinhou, today's prime minister is so good, do you know what has happened recently?"

The one who spoke was a twenty-three or four-year-old young man, he was carrying a weapon, and he was cultivating in the Six Realms, obviously a man in the rivers and lakes.

The storyteller smiled and said: "This young man seems to have brought some interesting things, it seems that the recent events you said must be related to our Wenxinhou!" ”

"Naturally, it's related to Wen Xinhou!" A playful smile spread across the young man's face, giving the impression that his words would not be good.

It is precisely because of this that all eyes fell on the young man at this time.

"Really? Then I want to hear about it, our Wen Xinhou, what great things have we done recently! The storyteller said.

At this moment, the eyes of the people gathered on the young man instantly became intense, and their eyes were full of expectation.

The smile on the young man's face did not decrease, and he said: "Marquis Wenxin has indeed done a big thing, he led the people of Chu into the palace, controlled the queen mother, and intended to rebel!" ”

At this moment, the entire inn was instantly quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

Mr. Storyteller's mouth moved slightly, and he couldn't say a word.

"Impossible, how could Wen Xinhou rebel?"

"Yes, Marquis Wenxin is the reincarnation of an immortal, without him, there would be no king, how can he use it to rebel?"

"If he wants to rebel, it's certainly not his problem!"

"Yes, it must be so!"

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The people in the hall of the inn were talking nonsense at this time.

Xie Yunxiao listened to these discussions, his heart was very solemn, and the current situation was more serious than he imagined.

What happened in Xianyang must have already spread to Shuzhong, but these people don't know yet, and they have heard that Mr. Storyteller is talking nonsense here.

What shocked Xie Yunxiao the most was the opinions of these people. They believe that Yu Buwei's rebellion is the fault of the court, and everything Yu Buwei has done is right.

"It seems that you started the layout many years ago, and you are worthy of being the prime minister who is famous all over the world, once you really return to the land of Shuzhong, get the military power, and become a country of your own, the people of Shuzhong County, I am afraid that they will support you unconditionally, it seems that you did not lie to Li Zhi, even if it is not successful, returning to Shuzhong is also a good way out!"

Xie Yunxiao thought of this, and now he had already begun to think, how to make these ordinary people change their concepts?

If you don't change your thinking, even if you catch Yu Buwei, as long as someone has a heart to provoke it, it is still easy to have an accident.

Because the hearts of the people in Shu are not in the court, but in Yu Buwei.

At this time, Xie Yunxiao saw a few people walking into the inn, their eyes were on the young man, obviously for the young man.

"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense, Wen Xinhou is fine, this is my brother, he is crazy, and he is always talking nonsense outside!"

It was a middle-aged man who spoke, and he put one hand on the young man's shoulder.

The young man wanted to speak, but his mouth was open, but he could not make a sound.

Then, his features suddenly twisted, he laughed, and walked out of the inn in a demented state.

In this way, the people in the inn naturally believed that the young man had lost his mind.

Xie Yunxiao's eyes were full of interest, Shicai didn't pay attention, he didn't understand the middle-aged man's methods, it seems that this is a very interesting person.

Moreover, he should be the one who does not do anything.

Xie Yunxiao didn't deliberately look at the middle-aged man, but secretly followed after he left.

After a short time, these people returned to the county government yamen.

Xie Yunxiao did not continue to follow, but returned to the inn.

By this time, the storyteller in the inn had gone, replaced by an old man and a girl of seventeen or eighteen.

The old man was playing the unique musical instrument of Shuzhong, and the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was singing.

The girl is really beautiful, her singing voice is crisp, revealing a sense of innocence, and she is very beautiful.

For a while, Xie Yunxiao was fascinated by what he heard.

Nearly a cup of tea had passed, and at the end of the song, the girl came forward with a plate, and the people who listened to the song more or less threw some copper coins into the plate.

When he came to Xie Yunxiao, he gave a piece of broken silver.

The girl glanced at Xie Yunxiao, a pair of big smart eyes revealed an indescribable aura, and her crisp voice sounded, "Thank you, Childe!" ”

"You're welcome, what's the name of the song you're singing?" Xie Yunxiao asked.

"The name of this song is Du Juan Yin, and the master of the song is Emperor Wang, the former lord of Shu!" The girl said.

Xie Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, Emperor Wang? There is even a song that belongs to him here? Or is it called Cuckoo Moan?

"Who wrote this song?" Xie Yunxiao asked.

The girl shook her head, "I don't know, but this song is in our Shuzhong land, many people know it, and everyone knows the story of Emperor Wang!" ”

"The story of Emperor Wang?" Xie Yunxiao said.

The girl nodded, "Yes, it is rumored that in ancient times, Emperor Wang, the lord of Shu Kingdom, was cursed, and after he died, he turned into a cuckoo and screamed, and every time he screamed, he had to cough up blood!" ”

Xie Yunxiao asked, "Why do you have hemoptysis?" ”

"Because of grief!" The girl said.

Xie Yunxiao asked again: "Why is he grieving?" ”

"It seems that Gongzi doesn't know the story of Emperor Wang!" The girl said.

Xie Yunxiao nodded, he threw a piece of silver into the plate again, and said, "Can the girl tell this story?" ”

The girl was stunned for a while, looked at the silver on the plate, her eyes were filled with joy, and said, "Okay! ”

"What's the girl's name?" Xie Yunxiao asked again.

"Little Girl Lingyun!" The girl replied.

Xie Yunxiao chuckled, "It's as the name suggests, then ask Miss Lingyun to tell you a story!" ”

"This story, we people in Shu also know it, Gongzi gave so much silver, I'm afraid it's not worth it!" Lingyun reminder.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said with a smile: "The son gives money, and if he says it's worth it, it's worth it, you girl, don't disturb the guest's Yaxing!" ”

The innkeeper allowed the grandfather and grandson to perform here, so naturally they also wanted to get money.

The more money they get, the more the innkeeper will naturally get.

The old man also stepped down from the stage at this time, and said with a smile: "This son is generous, at first glance, he is a rich and noble person, today's reward, thank you!" ”

Xie Yunxiao chuckled, "Isn't the old man a storyteller?" ”

"Naturally, a little!" The old man replied.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "What this old man is talking about is the story of Emperor Wang, but everyone likes to listen to the story of Wen Xinhou, saying that the story of Emperor Wangdi can't make money, so they can only change it to singing!" ”

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help sighing, "Yes, people in the past also liked to listen to the story of Emperor Wang, I don't know when, everyone just wants to listen to the story of Wen Xinhou, if you don't sing songs, this has no land, and you can't do business, and your livelihood is estimated to be impossible to maintain!" ”

This is the life of ordinary people.

After a pause, the old man continued: "There are no fewer people who have listened to the story of Emperor Wangdi than there are people who have listened to the story of Wen Xinhou! ”

"Really? I'd like to hear about it! Xie Yunxiao said with a smile.

At this time, he noticed that several strangers had walked in.

These people have cultivation in their bodies, they are all around the Six Realms, their eyes swept over the people in the inn, and finally landed on Xie Yunxiao's body.

"Could it be that my identity has been discovered?" Xie Yunxiao sensed some familiar aura from these people, which was very similar to those before them.

Obviously, they are the people of the county government yamen, and they are the people who do not do anything.

"No, the matter of my coming to Shuzhong has always been confidential, no one knows, it was they who sent someone to secretly monitor this inn, everything, it was because of the young man who was Shicai, now I don't listen to the story of Wen Xinhou, but I want to listen to the story of Emperor Wang, which is what I am targeting!"

Xie Yunxiao's thoughts were running at an extremely fast speed, and it didn't take long for him to figure it out.

The person who was the leader sat opposite Xie Yunxiao.

The old man and Lingyun didn't speak at this time, and stepped back a little distance.

"Your Excellency likes to hear the story of Emperor Wang?" The leader is a young man, he wears a samurai suit, and the muscles in his arms and abdomen stand out, giving people an inexplicable sense of strength.

Xie Yunxiao said with a smile: "At the beginning of the next year, when I arrived in Shuzhong, Shicai had already heard the story of Wenxinhou, and now I naturally want to listen to some stories about Emperor Wang, otherwise wouldn't it be in vain to come to this Shuzhong County?" ”

"Shu has become history, and the matter of looking at the emperor is mostly a legend, but the story of Wenxinhou is true, it makes people's blood boil when it sounds, I am a man in Shu, who doesn't want to be a person like Wenxinhou?" The young man's eyes were blazing, and his voice trembled as he spoke.

The smile on Xie Yunxiao's face did not decrease, "Since they are all stories, then naturally there are true and false, true or false, as long as it is moving, it is a good story, isn't it?" ”

When the young man heard this, his eyes flashed with fierceness, and when he saw that Xie Yunxiao was about to pick up the wine glass on the table, he transmitted a true yuan qi and sucked the wine glass.

Such a move is naturally to test Xie Yunxiao.

Xie Yunxiao's face did not change, and he easily picked up the wine glass on the table, drank the contents of the glass, and Xie Yunxiao said: "The wine in Shu is indeed different from that of the Central Plains!" ”

The young man's expression did not seem to change, but the horror in his heart was indescribable.

He looked at Xie Yunxiao, he was obviously an ordinary person, but he was not affected by him, there was only one possibility, Xie Yunxiao's cultivation was far above him, and he couldn't see Xie Yunxiao's cultivation at all.

"Who the hell are you?" The young man asked.

Xie Yunxiao said: "An outsider who has just arrived in the land of Shuzhong! ”

"Why do you have to listen to Emperor Wang's story?" The youth asked again.

Xie Yunxiao said: "Your Excellency's question is questionable, if you want to listen to the story, you naturally have to listen to the story, what else can it be?" ”

When the young man heard this, his expression couldn't help but change, and after a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Since Your Excellency is so interested in the story of Emperor Wang, then I will listen to it later!" ”

Xie Yunxiao said: "This can't be forced, I don't like to hear it, it's torment!" ”

"It's okay, although I am a person from Shuzhong, I haven't heard much about the story of Emperor Wang, and I have this opportunity today, how can I not listen to it?" The youth said.

Yes, how can you not listen well? The young man said.