Chapter 7: Zhongnan Restaurant listens to the rivers and lakes and sits quietly and looks at injustice

Although the capital has been moved to Bianliang City, the place where the ancient royal spirit is located, Xi'an, the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, has not been depressed because of this, on the contrary, it has its own lively scene. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info This is an ordinary restaurant in Xi'an City, although the storefront is very ordinary, but no one dares to underestimate this "Zhongnan Restaurant". Because this is a place where all kinds of people gather.

The tables and chairs were made of unprocessed wood from the forest, and the scars left on the tables and chairs were the marks left by the passers-by, and the bearskins, deer skins, tiger skins, and leopard skins became the cushions on the chairs, and the dark red blood stains were left on the cushions, which were also the marks left by the passers-by. No matter who you are, entering this inn is equivalent to signing a life and death certificate.

Dugu Ao sat in a secluded position on the third floor, looking at the couplets on the two unpeeled whitebark pine pillars: swords, guns, clubs, swords, forks, halberds, chivalrous officials, monks, Taoist agricultural ruffians, horizontal criticism, and those who come do not refuse. The person who wrote this couplet seems to have a heart for the envelope. Dugu Ao thought.

"Come on, old gentleman, tell us about the interesting things that happened on the rivers and lakes. A clear voice called. Dugu Ao didn't turn his head, but turned his back to those people and drank tea alone.

In the Song Dynasty, as long as it was a place for individuals to gather, restaurants, teahouses, streets, and even brothels, there were footprints of storytellers. If the people of the Song Dynasty did not have a storyteller, it seemed that they would not even be energetic enough to visit the kiln, and they would not be interesting enough.

The storyteller in this restaurant knocked on the bowl with half a bowl of water in front of him with a chopstick and said: "You want to listen to interesting stories on the rivers and lakes, but you can't hear them today." Recently, the rivers and lakes have not been peaceful, there have been a few strange things, everyone doesn't know what's going on, and now everyone is in danger, and they are afraid that the next one to suffer is themselves. ”

Dugu Ao also turned around, because he felt that what he said below was very useful.

"Old fairy, you just said that it was a strange thing, what is a strange thing, hurry up and say it, don't sell it. The young man looked anxious, as if those things had something to do with him.

The storyteller coughed dryly, and the young man hurriedly brought a bowl of tea to the storyteller. The storyteller took a sip with his eyes closed as if he was enjoying it, opened a small shriveled eye, and said, "Every time you are in a hurry, you are in such a hurry, do you come out of your mother's navel?" ”

The person next to him burst out laughing, and the young man's face turned red all of a sudden. He said, "How can you make fun of me, sir?" Dugu Ao also thought this young man was ridiculous.

Like the opening of the voice before the opening of the play, the storyteller also coughed dryly, and then opened his mouth as if singing and sighing: "Several masters on the rivers and lakes have disappeared inexplicably recently." The storyteller got straight to the point.

Perhaps the news was too strange and beyond people's imagination, so there were puzzled and surprised expressions on their faces.

"Who were the disappeared people, how did they disappear, were they captured, and if so, who were the people who captured them?" the young man asked in a flurry of words. Dugu Ao and everyone looked at him together, with approving eyes, praising him for hitting the nail on the head, and asked the point in one sentence. “

"Hey, you kid finally said a few good words, these words are to the point, if this is a sword, the trick will kill people, you kid can't see that it's quite ruthless. ”

Dugu arrogantly took this glass of wine, thinking that the old man in front of him was at a higher level of storytelling than the master, and he didn't know which one was higher.

"Any one of these masters who have disappeared can scare you half to death if they say it. ”

"It's really fake, if it's really as powerful as you say, will they be arrested by others? If they are really masters, I'm afraid that if they are sent to the door, no one will dare to do anything to them, these people you said are all made up by themselves to scare us, and they are so bad, how can they come out to tell people, and next time they come out and make up a good one." ”

The young man said again in a burst of cannons. This time it was the storyteller who was angry, and his face was blue and purple, red and green, as if a rainbow was about to fly out of that old face.

"You, you kid, you are a small official of the imperial court, and those masters who were captured are a bit of a big disciple of the Cang Sect 'Blood Sword' Xue Qing. There is Zhiyang, the eldest disciple of the Zhizi generation of Shaolin Temple, and Wang Dexing, the elder of the beggar gang. There are several others, and which one of them comes out, plucking the hair is not thicker than your boy's waist. What are you rampage with here? I'm so angry with the old master. ”

He took a breath to finish these words, and let out a long sigh of relief, which was three feet long. Then he looked at the man with hateful eyes, shook his head and took a few sips of tea.

"I'll tell you again, boy, those masters are said to have been arrested by Xixia Yipintang, and some people say that they were arrested by Mingjiao. ”

Never be angry, for anger is the thing that diminishes the wisdom of man, and the storyteller, provoked by the words of the court official, has lost his face like a mad dog, and roars at the little official.

"Don't ask me why Yipintang or Mingjiao want to arrest those people, if I knew this, or told you ****** this, Lao Tzu would have been in front of the emperor Lao'er to be the prime minister. The storyteller still didn't give up, and finished the story in one go.

Dugu Ao looked at the storyteller who was still arrogant before, and the arrogant storyteller like a crane in the flock was provoked by people for a while, which was really ridiculous.

But what made him uneasy was that those missing masters were arrested by whom, what were they going to do, if it was really Mingjiao who had captured them, what should he do when he arrived in Mingjiao in two days, and what did Mingjiao do this for?" In the laughter of everyone, these worries rose in Dugu Ao's heart.

For half a day, everyone was quiet. Drink what should be drunk, and eat what should be eaten. There are many people in the world, and they all have their own concerns, but most of them just care about their children and their own rice jars. And for those who always look up at the starry sky and care about the future of all mankind, it is enough to have a few in one era.

The sound of a guzheng sounded downstairs. The rivers and lakes are far away, the pedestrians are cold, and Dugu Ao listens to the sound floating up downstairs, although it is not a natural sound, but it is also a little beautiful. I couldn't help but take out the flute on my waist and play in unison.

The person playing the kite upstairs looked down and looked at Dugu Ao, and the moment his face was reflected in everyone's hearts. Everyone felt that they had caught up with a romantic date, and the two sides of the date were, of course, the fairy-like woman and the fairy-like boy of this pair of flute and zheng. Such a match must be a couple, if such a match does not work, heaven will not tolerate it, if such a match does not succeed, there is nothing in the world that is more incomprehensible and distressing than this.

But the truth is that Dugu Ao didn't mean anything to the woman, but the moment the sharp-mouthed little official saw the woman's face clearly, he felt dizzy and felt like he was going to fall from the upper floor.

It's just that before he could continue to enjoy this blissful vertigo, a **** laugh interrupted the flute and zither ensemble.

Coming in was a fat white man with a meaty face, surrounded by several strong men with knives.

"Seed worms. A man said with a little trepidation.

I saw the fat man walk up to the woman with a lewd smile on his face. Lift the woman's chin with a fan. said: "Yes, it can be used, it can indeed be used, the uncle has been stared at by the old turtle for the past few days, and he hasn't seen meat for several days, so he will open meat here today." ”

"This woman encountered the 'next seed worm' today, but I'm afraid that things are not good. The storyteller walked up to Dugu Ao and said to him. "You people from other places don't know that this fat man is the biggest local snake, and he does some things that hurt nature and reason and harm the people on weekdays. He relied on his Lao Tzu to be a captain. Do no evil. This kid writes poems, paints, and jujus, and is half-hanging. I love to do two things, seducing the big girl, seducing the little daughter-in-law, and what I love to do the most is to force the good to become a prostitute. I don't know how many women have suffered from this fat worm. And this kid ****** often show off to others, saying that he is the reincarnation of Ma Tongshen, the guy is not ordinarily big, and a woman knows what a man is under him. Even a stone woman, he can make water. also said that he was of a good breed, and he seduced those women, but in fact, he improved the offspring of her family. That's why it got the nickname 'next seed worm'. ”

"This woman is in his interest today, and she is really lucky. Of course, it depends on you, the young man. ”

After the storyteller finished speaking, he looked at Dugu Ao, and Dugu Ao saw the meaning of expectation in his eyes.

The next insect lifted the woman's skirt with a fan, "Yes, it's still a chick." Serve me well, uncle, let you see what is called unstoppable, what is called desire to die. ”

The laughter shook everyone's eardrums and made them angry, but the knives in the hands of those swordsmen made them a little frightened, after all, no one would offend the captain for a woman he didn't know.

A pair of longing eyes looked at Dugu Ao, because the previous flute and Zheng ensemble made them believe that Du Gu Ao was the woman's lover.

The woman was like a frightened fawn, her eyes were full of fear, and no matter which way she fled, she would be blocked by the next seed. A dozen swordsmen from the Taiwei Mansion stood facing the crowd, forming a circle, like loyal dogs, and letting their masters have fun inside.

"What is Childe going to do, Childe is reading a book of sages, but you don't dare to do such a vulgar thing, if you really like a little girl, Ming Media is marrying, what is Childe going to do. The woman's father came out in front of the woman and said, "It was a blind old man."

"What are you doing, I want to ** your daughter, what do you say. is also marrying the media, and the uncle is now like ** her on this table. ”

The old man raised his stick and struck the insect on the body. The hot-tempered people in the world are often outrageous people. That seed worm has not been grown up since it came out of the womb, not to mention that it was a poor and sour blind old man who beat him today. Anger spreads all over the body, and fire erupts from the eyes.

The next insect slowly wanted the old man to go, the woman shrank into a ball in fright, and everyone was very disappointed when they saw that Dugu Ao still didn't do it, and felt that Dugu Ao had deceived their arrogant emotions in the rivers and lakes.

"Damn, I've watched geese all my life, and today I called goose to cover my eyes, looking dignified, heroic, but it's an embroidered pillow, which really dirties my eyes. "A mouthful of Dugu arrogance. Dugu Ao didn't understand why they were doing this.

A large chair flew down from the upper floor, brushed the belly of the worm, and smashed into his foot. The howl of killing a pig echoed in the restaurant for a long time. Everyone didn't know how happy it was.

A knife flew up, the tip of the knife digging into the railing. The swordsman shouted: "Huang Shang, are you impatient, dare to smash the young master." ”

The boy who had been raising the bar with the storyteller had already rushed down.