"Those who are masters of heaven and earth are the adversaries of all things, and those who are in time are also passers-by of a hundred generations. And floating like a dream, for the joy of geometry?" Bai Yu Gongzi had dinner, and suddenly remembered the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's "Spring Night Banquet from the Younger Brother Peach and Plum Garden", so he leaned against the window and whispered.

He held on to the lattice of the window, his brows furrowed, and his expression was a little melancholy.

Coincidentally, Wanyi came back from the teahouse and jumped into Wangxing Tower.

Her graceful posture directly knocked Bai Yugongzi into a stumble.

"Yo, girl, are you a cat? If you don't go through the main gate of Zuixinglou, you have to jump out of the window!"

"This girl is not a cat, this girl is a cow!" Wan Yi pushed away the white jade boy who supported him by the waist, and said with a disgusted face: "The white jade boy is really good Yaxing, I heard it downstairs just now, and the son is leaning on the building and chanting poetry, showing off the coquettish of the literati!"

The girl laughed, my son just leaned on the building to look at the starry sky, touching the scene, and this poem is not from me. Bai Yu Gongzi said humbly, with a slight smile on his face.

At this time, Princess Lan Lun had long since disappeared, and Wanyi looked around, only to find that her master was sitting on a seat not far away, looking downstairs attentively.

"Master!" Wanyi dodged and quickly moved to Princess Lan Lun's side, she looked up downstairs, but saw that the downstairs was full of guests, in front of the guests, there was a large platform, on which sat an old man with gray hair, he was wearing a gray coat, a black hat, and a folding fan pinned to his waist.

Who is this old man? He is the old man Huang Quanhe, a storyteller from the famous Blue City. When it comes to the word Huangquan, everyone will feel unlucky, in fact, this old man, Huajia has always been called Huang Baihe, that is, in recent years, I don't know what he was stimulated, so he changed his name to Huangquan Crane.

At first glance, this name seems to be a curse and a self-death, but Mr. Huang said: "I am too old to be old, and sooner or later I will drive the crane west, so I renamed myself Huangquan Crane." ”

It is also strange to say that since Mr. Huang Baihe changed his name to Huang Quanhe, he suddenly became famous overnight, and everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it.

In this way, he changed from an ordinary storyteller to a famous earthquake blue city. Since then, whether it is the dignitaries and nobles of Erlan City or the ordinary people, they have all flocked to him.

Where the Huangquan crane is, his listeners are there. Huang Quanhe is a person who has stubbornly made himself a joke.

But he also has a stinky problem, that is, whoever asks him must be the one he can look down on, if he looks down on anyone, then you can no matter how big you are, and you can't make a smallpox.

Speaking of which, this old man is stubborn, and he tells books and reads people according to his mood.

When he is in a good mood, he can say that there is no one before or after, and when he is in a bad mood, he can say that the dead are alive, and then he can say that the living are dead.

As the saying goes, the three-inch tongue is all based on the mood and the mouth is like a river.

Princess Lan Lun had already heard of Huang Quanhe, and today she inadvertently saw the real person, and she couldn't help but secretly admire it in her heart.

Because Princess Lan Lun also likes to listen to books, especially some gossip outside the world, and she is especially interested.

Wan Yi knew this hobby of Princess Lan Lun best, and she saw that her master was fascinated by what she heard, so she simply found a chair and sat down, and ate the osmanthus cake on the table alone.