In the sixteenth year of the Yongli calendar, at the end of September.

The heat is coming to an end, and every now and then a cool breeze or two blows through the streets.

The news of the fall of the Soviet Province was concealed several times, but it still reached the people.

At first, it caused a great panic, and since Dongsheng Province and Su Province were close to each other, the gentry and common people here were the first to receive the news.

The gentry, who had been waiting and watching, rushed north and fled to those safe places.

However, after the Seven Holy Army captured Su Province, they did not make any more moves, and they have been recuperating in the province, and they even began to exempt them from taxes and light labor, spending money to rebuild the city.

After a period of calm, the panicked people calmed down, and with the departure of the self-conscious gentry, many counties became more bustling than before.

The departure of those who usually make a fortune on their heads and loot the people's fat and ointment has made the people's faces smile.

The teahouses on the side of the road are scattered.

There were two or three shouts from the street boys.

The storyteller in a long shirt in the Liang Kee Tea Shop held a folding fan in his hand and shook it gently.

"Smack!"

The waking wood patted it, and the storyteller's voice came.

"It is said that the Zhang family in Lanling County, Nasu Province does all kinds of evil, bullying men and women, and the youngest son of the Zhang family even robs a woman every day and sends her into the house, and the local people all hate it to the core......

Lin Shou had just come out of the Huamanlou and walked into the tea shop amid the sound of the storyteller rapping and singing.

Lao Liang was fascinated by the storyteller's story, and he didn't even realize that Lin Shou had walked in.

The guy walked up to Lao Liang's ear and reminded him softly, and Lao Liang reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Lin Daochang went to talk to the peony oiran again?" Lao Liang enthusiastically guided Lin Shou, and at the same time did not forget to say teasingly.

Lin Shou looked at the middle of the lobby, the storyteller was already full of guests, but only an empty table of the Four Immortals was left.

This empty table was specially reserved by Lao Liang for Lin Shou and Zhong Yunyi, and no one was allowed to sit even when there were the most guests.

Lin Shou had long been able to turn a blind eye to Lao Liang's ridicule, but with a proud smile on his face, he teased back: "It's not like that, Lao Liang, at your age, you can't understand the enthusiasm of those Oiran to talk to me in turn." ”

"Hahaha, that's naturally not as good as Lin Daochang, come, Lin Daochang, please, your place has been reserved for you." Lao Liang took Lin Shou and walked towards the best Four Immortals table in front of the storyteller's desk.

"Lao Liang, I'll let you hire a storyteller, that's a good idea, right?" Lin Shou nodded with satisfaction and followed behind Lao Liang.

Lao Liang's old face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he turned around and responded: "Thanks to Daoist Lin's proposal, Lao Liang's tea is almost in short supply." ”

"Don't miss the salary of other storytellers, this storyteller is the best in Huashui County, seeing that your business is so good, other people's tea shops will inevitably not learn, and the competition is whose storyteller is more capable." Lin Shou looked at the hard-working storyteller on the stage and couldn't help but remind.

Lao Liang nodded, indicating that he knew that he was also a smart person and would not do that kind of thing.

squeezed through the crowd and finally came to the table, only to find a woman dressed as a chivalrous man in front of the four immortals table prepared by Lao Liang for Lin Shou.

The guy on the side was stopping her, and it seemed that the woman had taken a fancy to this position.

The guy wiped the sweat on his forehead with a cloth towel hanging on his body, and persuaded: "Ouch, heroine, don't embarrass me, who doesn't know that this table is reserved for Lin Daochang." ”

"Isn't this thing just about a first-come, first-come, first-come-first With a heroic spirit in her eyebrows, the heroine slapped a silver ingot from her cuff to the table, and said proudly.

The man's face was even more embarrassed, and the tea customers around him were surprised that this ingot of silver was equivalent to a thousand Qianbao bills, which was enough for ordinary people to eat for a month.

What's more, now that the credibility of the Daqian treasure banknote has plummeted, the value of silver is much higher than that of the Daqian treasure banknote, and even the storyteller on the stage couldn't help but pause and take a sip of tea.

On the other hand, everyone also thinks that this woman is really unreasonable.

The people who drank tea in the Laoliang Tea Shop didn't know Lin Shou, and everyone tacitly assumed that this Four Immortals Table was reserved for him, after all, the suggestion of finding a storyteller was made by Lin Daochang.

The guy has said it a few times, and she still insists on sitting in this place, which is not what it is to embarrass people.

Seeing this, Boss Liang hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, he didn't want to offend the tea customers who came to drink tea, but he also didn't want to make Lin Shou feel unhappy.

However, Lin Shou stepped forward to stop Lao Liang, patted him on the shoulder, and then said to the woman: "If you don't mind, just share a table with Poor Dao." ”

The woman frowned, but when she saw Lao Liang next to Lin Shou, she finally nodded reluctantly, arched her hand and said, "Then thank you......"

I couldn't hear any gratitude in the words, but Lin Shou made a gesture of please with a slight smile on his face.

The woman didn't squirm, and sat very happily at the table of the four immortals.

Boss Liang took a breath and hurriedly beckoned the guy next to him to bring pastries and tea.

"Daoist Lin, what do you have to tell the buddy here, let's give you this account today." Lao Liang arched his hand to Lin Shou, and said with a little apology in his tone.

Lin Shou waved his hand absently, indicating that he understood his difficulties, and then twisted up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, listening to the storyteller on the stage with relish.

The woman was a little dissatisfied on the side, and forced the silver into the buddy's arms, and said: "I don't like to eat other people's white food, and I have covered all the consumption at this table today." ”

The guy looked at Lao Liang and Lin Shou with some hesitation, and at the latter's suggestion, he put it in his pocket.

After some twists and turns, the storyteller on the stage just got the plot to the point.

"A chivalrous and courageous Taoist master, carrying the coffin to the door of Zhang's house, asked them if they want to buy a coffin, the Zhang family was furious, beckoned dozens of evil servants under his command, holding a bow and crossbow sword to attack the Dao chief, the Dao chief was not in a hurry to release the spell with his left hand, and held the sword in his right hand......"

Lin Shou was drinking tea and eating pastries below, and it sounded a little wrong, and he almost sprayed a mouthful of tea on the face of the woman opposite.

Isn't this fucking something I came to the door to seek revenge on the Zhang family? How did it all get here, and even be sold as a legendary story by storytellers?

The storyteller put down the folding fan in his hand when he said this, slowly picked up the teacup, raised his head and took a sip, and then wiped the sweat around his neck with a hand towel without hurry, but the listeners below couldn't wait to ask.

"Say it quickly, say it quickly, how can the Dao chief punish the Zhang family!"

"The Zhang family is really hateful, I heard that he used to be the county magistrate of our Huashui County, and he also did countless dirty things to bully men and women, and there are even rumors that they colluded with bandits to ransack and destroy the door!"

"This is not a rumor, my aunt's second son and third uncle used to work as an errand ...... in Huashui County."

"Don't interrupt, don't interrupt, listen to what Mr. has to say!"

Mr. Storyteller cleared his throat and continued: "That long Dao method is unparalleled, and the swordsmanship in one hand is even more like an immortal, in an instant, the sky is thundering, the golden light is flashing, the sword light is violent, and the Zhang family is killed, leaving no piece of armor, and all the seventy-six wicked people of the Zhang family are destroyed, and then the Taoist chief collects the bones of the Zhang family, and gives all the money and food of the Zhang family to the local people......"

"Good!" The audience applauded one after another, and asked which ordinary people didn't like the story of robbing the rich and helping the poor?