Guanshan Wine Chapter 51 Except for the Jiangshan Guest, there are no more fourteen states [5]
Liangzhou has not been peaceful these days.
The storyteller who came out of nowhere popped up in the inn tavern.
Xu is healed scar and forgot the pain, except for a few old shops, most of the restaurants have reopened the small second floor, the restaurant also has a lot of income, people have a good pastime, these storytellers also have a place to go.
It can be described as killing three birds with one stone.
It is worth mentioning that one of them is still a female girl, I heard that there is a different kind of handsomeness, and many sons of the family are scrambling to listen to her book, just to see the beauty.
Brother Gongzi is in a hurry, how can the daughters be left behind, in addition to reading and learning etiquette on weekdays, female celebrities can't be wasted, they have long been suffocated.
Although the folk customs of Liangzhou are open, but the girls who have not come out of the cabinet are still more restrained, and now they finally come out for a trip, and have fun again, so they want to see and listen to it in person.
In the back garden of Yin's house, Yin Rong is watering flowers.
There was a man in black standing beside him, wearing a flower-faced mask, holding the blade in his hand and saying lightly, "Little second floor, storyteller." β
This is taboo in Liangzhou, and ordinary people naturally know half of it when they hear it, but Yin Rong can understand it.
"Let them go, after all these years, I think that girl should be put down, not to mention that she is not in Liangzhou now. β
The man continued, "Female girl, not ordinary. β
Yin Rong just smiled, put down the water scoop, and led out a wooden bucket from the back, which smelled bad.
The masked man frowned subconsciously.
"This is a good thing, and it is the farmer's field that grows well. β
Yin Rong's face did not change color, and he scooped up a scoop of black things with a water scoop, which looked a little slimy.
"Jiangshan guest, life and death. β
As soon as these words came out, Yin Rong really hesitated, but the movements in his hands continued.
When the fertilization was almost done, he clapped his hands, wiped his sleeves, and said to the masked man behind him, "Let's go, listen to the book." β
Yunhai Restaurant, Liangzhou Restaurant can be said to be unique, the name is taken from traveling all over the world, borrowing wine as home.
The faΓ§ade decoration is naturally in accordance with the old style handed down by the ancestors of Liangzhou, and a beam and pillar is a typical Liangzhou style.
Strange to say, this 24-zhang high Yunhai Restaurant has no other support, and it can stand tall with only one pillar.
On the stage on the second floor, the storyteller who has been in the limelight lately, to be precise, the storyteller is about to open up.
The originally spacious second floor was crowded all at once, and the crowd under the seat surged, in addition to many sons of the family, there were not a few daughters of each family, and some were desperately tiptoeing at the door to look in.
The little lady on the stage was holding a folding fan, dressed as a son, and her long hair on the side of her forehead was braided, but she still couldn't hide the temperament that emanated from the inside out.
"I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back after being scattered, today, I won't tell you about the book, let's talk about the young man of Liangzhou, if you want to say that this must bear the brunt of our royal highness......."
As soon as these words came out, people gasped, although they are not very old, most of the elders in the family will mention the two taboos in Liangzhou, one is the small second floor, and the other is His Royal Highness the Son of the World.
After about half a cup of tea, I don't know if it is people's curiosity about the people who often talk about the old people, or this little lady spoke too well, so that she was fascinated, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.
"Your veil. β
The young lady looked up and saw a handsome man, about standing, mature and steady at first glance, but with the appearance of a young man.
The girl took the handkerchief carefully, her face was flushed and transparent, and her heart was beating wildly, but when she looked at the jade pendant on his waist, her heart was half cold.
"The little girl Su Min'er visited the prince. β
Su Min's voice was very soft, but most of the people sitting here would have some fists and kicks, although they were not fine, but their ear power was not comparable to ordinary people.
The original burning interest was poured into a basin of water.
Yin Rong smiled, slowly walked to the position in the middle, the person who was sitting tremblingly got up and gave up his position, called the prince, and then took advantage of Yin Rong's inattention for a moment, and there was no shadow of the smoke.
Yin Rong set his eyes on the storyteller on the stage.
The little lady owed, and smiled politely back.
Everyone was a little embarrassed, and the little lady didn't speak, but Yin Rong spoke first, "I'm stunned, go on, I'm just old, idle and boring, I happened to hear that today's storytelling here is the most popular, so I'll take a look." β
No one responded.
"Why, if you don't welcome me, okay, okay, then I'll go first. β
Yin Rong is about to leave.
The sharp-eyed Xiao Er had already noticed that something was wrong, and went to the back to find the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper happened to arrive at this time, and said flatteringly, "The villain is talking about how the peacocks who have not opened the screen for a long time in the family are competing to open the screen, it turns out that the prince is here, and it makes the small shop shine, and the villain feels that Sansheng is lucky, and this ancestral tomb is full of smoke......"
I have to say that in the end, it is the shopkeeper, the character who rolls and gets up in the human relationship, although this sounds exaggerated, but in Yin Rong's ears, he doesn't think so.
I saw Yin Rong smile and wave his hand, "Okay, I'm just here to see the storyteller who is in the limelight today, since I've seen it, I won't bother your Yaxing here." β
The meaning of this sounds like he is leaving, and anyone with a discerning eye can taste it, but if you really think that he is leaving, then you are blind and stupid.
The shopkeeper is such a sharp-eyed person, he can naturally distinguish the height of his eyebrows and eyes, and deliberately retains it, "How can it, our small shop is looking forward to your visit." β
Then he beckoned to the guy behind him, "Quick, move the table." β
Even though Yin Rong repeatedly refused, the shopkeeper still didn't listen.
After a while, Yin Rong's noodles had already been placed on a table of flowers and fruits. There are a few even rarer royal offerings, and I don't know what the background of this Yunhai Restaurant is.
"Eat?"
Yin Rong picked up a piece of mung bean cake and said to the boy on the side.
"No, no, no, no. β
The man's head shook like a rattle, he didn't want to eat, he didn't dare.
It is estimated that the dumb person eats Coptis chinensis, and there is an indescribable taste of bitterness, which should be the same as this.
Yin Rong leisurely stuffed the pastry into his mouth.
The little lady on the stage took out the pipa from behind the table, moved a chair, and sat down diagonally.
It is the first time to play the pipa in such a costume, with slender hands and fine twists.
The sound of the piano is as clear as the water of the spring river, and the spirit is as clear as the chrysanthemum of nine autumns.
By the time the song was played, there was no one else around Yin Rong for a long time, and even the masked man didn't know where he had gone.
You know, the masked man hasn't been three paces away from him since eleven years ago.
The little lady who told the story suddenly spoke, "Yin Mohan is back." β
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Author's Note: Sorry for being late.