Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 20 0019 [President Zhu refuses to marry her daughter's country]

Grandma Yan, carrying a basket of mulberry leaves, walked in front and pushed the courtyard door open.

Zhu Guoxiang, Shen Yourong and Bai Qi all carried firewood and walked to the courtyard one after another.

Seeing that the master came back, the villagers greeted him one after another, and at the same time couldn't help but peek at Zhu Guoxiang.They are still paying attention to the hot gossip about the widow's scandal, and it is impossible to ignore it after hearing a few stories.

But the core focus has deviated.

Before Zhu Ming told the story, to the villagers, Zhu Guoxiang was just a wild man who seduced widows.

But in Zhu Ming's stories, Zhu Guoxiang appeared frequently, going out to sea for business, fighting pirates, breaking into the savage country, and meeting gods in Penglai.

A mess of adventures made Zhu Guoxiang shrouded in mystery.

What is hooking up with a village widow?

Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu, was recruited by the king of the daughter country!

I just don't know, when "Journey to the West" talks about the country of daughters, will Dean Zhu and Tang Seng collide.

It's also possible that Ju Ming dug the hole and didn't fill it, so he couldn't talk about it at all.

The villagers quickly gathered around, their eyes lit up, and they began to ask questions:
"Zhu Xianggong, is it true that there are only women in the Daughter Country?"

"Mr. Zhu, is the king of Daughter Kingdom as beautiful as a fairy?"

"Zhu Xianggong, did the gods teach you spells?"

"Mr. Zhu, can the wild people eat living people every day?"

"..."

Zhu Guoxiang was immediately stunned by the question, his mind was in a daze, what's the mess?

He forced his way out of the crowd, ready to put down the firewood and go back to the house.

Immediately, several peasants helped Zhu Guoxiang unload the firewood.There were also a few village women, blocking the front tightly.Some people even stretched out their hands and fumbled, wanting to soak up the immortal energy of Zhu Guoxiang's body.

Because the story is too bizarre, the villagers don't really believe it.

But what if it was true?

It's like going to a temple to worship a Bodhisattva, you'd rather believe in its existence than in its non-existence.

Zhu Guoxiang was tall, and looked over the heads of the villagers, looking directly at his son.Seeing his son holding back his laughter, Zhu Guoxiang immediately understood, and shouted: "Don't ask too much, the secret must not be leaked, and you will be struck by lightning if you talk nonsense!"

After speaking, Zhu Guoxiang forcefully pushed away the person blocking the way.

After crossing, his physique improved, and he was able to push away the farmer with ease.

"Ah!"

Zhu Guoxiang rushed back to the house and quickly closed the door, unwilling to wipe his son's butt.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hurried to the kitchen to cook. It was getting dark, and the cooking time had long been delayed.As for the little boy Bai Qi, he was also brought into the kitchen, where there were many people talking outside, afraid that the child would learn to be bad.

A village woman yelled: "Little Xiucai, Grandma Yan just lit the fire and waited for a long time for dinner. Tell me about the Monkey King!"

"Yes, talk about the Monkey King!" Everyone echoed.

Not to mention the Song Dynasty, even in the countryside of New China, if someone came to tell a book or a story, the whole village would be very lively.

There was a time when many county cultural bureaus in New China set up full-time storytellers.They collect all kinds of stories, adapt them themselves, delete unhealthy content, and then go to the countryside through the streets.At night, the whole village was a sensation, and the threshing ground was tightly packed.

Because there are no other entertainment activities, after dark, even lighting the lamps is afraid of burning oil, and listening to stories is the ultimate enjoyment.

"Then I'll talk about it again?" Zhu Ming grinned.

"Speak, speak up!"

The villagers shouted in unison, and some people left quickly, calling for more listeners.

Zhu Ming coughed twice, cleared his throat, opened his mouth and said, "However, the Monkey King turned over hundreds of thousands of miles with a single somersault, learned the spell and returned to Huaguo Mountain..."

As we talked, it was getting dark, but more and more people gathered, at least sixty or seventy villagers.

In the darkness, a figure turned around silently, pulled the person next to him and said, "Let's go, go back."

"Brother, you go home first, I will leave after listening to the story." The person next to him said.

The person scolded: "You're still listening, go!"

These are the Byford brothers, who came to watch the excitement after hearing the news.The younger brother was quickly attracted by the story, but Byford was depressed because things went completely differently from what he imagined.

There are five brothers in total, named Fu Lu Shou Xi Cai.

In rural areas, the more men there are, the less likely they are to be bullied.If you can find a backer, you can still bully others under fierce fighting.

Their younger sister, who was working as a maid at the old Baiyuan's family, was spotted by a distinguished guest who visited the Bai family.The younger sister married a nobleman as a concubine. Although she has long been out of favor, she also has a huge backer.

The third son, Bai Shoude, also got a job in Yaqian, and the five brothers gradually grew up in the village together.

Back home, the fourth eldest Bai Xide asked, "It's very lively over there, what's going on?"

The second child, Bai Lude, said: "It's a good story to tell. I don't want to leave, but my elder brother insists on pulling me back."

The boss Baiford said angrily: "Stories, stories, you know how to listen to stories! You forgot what we are going to do?"

Bai Lude said: "Brother, if Mrs. Shen refuses to remarry, don't worry about it all the time. Her head of the family was a classmate with Mr. San Lang before she died, and her father was also Mr. Cunshu. How can we brothers get along well? "

The fifth elder, Bai Caide, said: "Old lady Yan is too old to live for a few years. Eldest brother is going to marry Mrs. Shen, so the [-] mu of land will belong to our family? I think, eldest brother and Mrs. Shen Very good match!"

Baiford thought about it carefully, and soon came to a conclusion: "These two foreigners are already well-known in the village. We can't use force. Whether it is broken or killed and thrown into the river, we must know that it is us. It's done. If Mrs. Shen is making a fuss, I'm afraid she will get into a lawsuit. If we can't take action, we ask the old white staff to do it!"

"The old white man doesn't go out the door, he will take care of this?" Bai Caide felt unreliable.

Bai Fude sneered and said, "Li Er's sister works as a maid at Bai Yuan's house. Let her spread the word in Bai's house, saying that Mrs. Shen does not obey women's morals and keeps wild men from other places at home. Sooner or later, it will spread to Bai Yuan and Bai Fu. The old matriarch's ears. At that time, it will not be about Mrs. Shen alone, it will affect the reputation of our entire Bai family!"

"Good idea, big brother's brain is really brilliant!" Bai Caide praised sincerely.

Thinking of Mrs. Shen's handsome appearance, Byford felt itchy all over his body. He walked up and down the room, his mind racing to perfect the plan.

……

The little boy Bai Qi came to the yard cautiously with an oil lamp in his hand, and weakly called out, "Brother Zhu, my mother called you to eat."

Zhu Ming immediately sped up the pace, talked for a while, and then concluded: "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter. My neighbors, I will stop here today, and come back tomorrow when it gets dark, so I won't delay everyone's daytime work." .”

It was indeed quite late, and although the villagers were not enjoying themselves, they stopped pestering them.

The main reason is that tomorrow night, I can still come to listen to the story, and there is hope for the long flow of water.

Just when the villagers were about to leave, Zhu Ming said again: "I know that some people are talking nonsense, so I will explain it to everyone today. My father, Mrs. Shen's husband, and Mr. Sanlang from Baiyuan's family once went on a study tour together. I passed by Guicun recently, so I stopped by to visit an old friend. Unfortunately, Mr. Sanlang was not at home, and Mrs. Shen's husband died of illness. My father and son were exhausted, so we stayed at Mrs. Shen's house, waiting for Mr. Bai Sanlang to return to the village to talk about the old days. Three On the second day of the first lunar month, I still want to celebrate the old lady’s birthday.”

When everyone heard this statement, most of them believed it.

The main reason is that it involves the third son Bai, telling the truth and lying, when the third master comes back next month, everything will be clear by then.

Zhu Ming obviously used the banner as a tiger's skin, and used the authority of the Bai family in the village to issue a "rumor refuting announcement" with the help of information gap.Combined with the various stories told before, it creates a mysterious aura for Zhu Guoxiang, and at the same time draws closer to the villagers by storytelling.

Take a multi-pronged approach to try to curb the spread of rumors.

Even if there are still people who chew their tongues, they will be diluted by the huge amount of information.Because after today, everyone prefers to discuss the Monkey King and talk about those bizarre overseas experiences.

When talking about the widow's gossip, most of the villagers will restrain themselves because they still have to listen to little Zhu Xiucai's storytelling.

Moreover, Zhu Xianggong is so awesome that he even refused his daughter's king's offer to marry him. If he hooks up with Mrs. Shen, then Mrs. Shen will be lucky to climb a high branch.

Everyone is on equal footing, and the rumors spread are dirty scandals.

If you jump up the level and jump out of the level of ordinary people, spreading rumors will become good talk.

For example, if Shen Yourong's gossip was replaced by an official, what would the villagers' attitude be?Of course I am envious!How can there be contempt and ridicule?

From now on, the better Zhu Guoxiang behaves, the less influence the rumors will have on Shen Yourong.

The villagers left one after another, and they no longer talked about scandals, but happily chatted about "Journey to the West".

The children who had heard the story were still clamoring to pick up sticks, and they called themselves Monkey King in their hands, jumping up and down and shouting: "Wu Na Demon King, take a stick from my grandson!"

When it comes to learning scriptures in the future, the devil king of the world will have to be eliminated, and the little brats will definitely shout: "Fairy, give me a stick from my grandson!"

The courtyard finally became quiet, and Zhu Ming walked back to the main room for dinner.

The lights flickered and the food was ready.

Bai Qi was the first to speak: "Brother Zhu, is there really such a Monkey King in the world?"

"It's just made up." Zhu Ming said.

The child was extremely disappointed. He had been eavesdropping in the room, and his mind had already flown to Huaguo Mountain.

Aunt Yan smiled and brought food to Zhu Ming: "Da Lang really has a way, but scholars are different."

Although the old lady didn't know the way, she could feel that the attitude of the villagers had changed, and they no longer used the widow's scandal as an issue.

And to do all this, Ju Ming took less than a day.

Zhu Guoxiang asked: "You said that I went to school with Bai Sangong, what should I do when others come back and reveal my secrets?"

Zhu Ming smiled and said, "Didn't Mrs. Yan say that? Every time Mr. Bai goes home, he will visit his classmate's mother, wife and children, and bring some gifts. He bought Brother Qi's pen and paper. Such a person values ​​love and righteousness, and he will take the initiative to help us conceal the reputation of his classmate's widow."

"You have a good plan." Zhu Guoxiang agreed.

Zhu Ming sighed: "Oh, I'll have to suffer in the future. My throat is dry from talking today, and it's more tiring than running live broadcasts for ten hours in a row."

Shen Yourong didn't know what a live broadcast was, and the father and son would always say some strange words, she was no longer surprised by it, and said enthusiastically, "We'll tell the story tomorrow night, and I'll make tea for Da Lang."

(Thanks to the rookie nemesis, autistic cat, Wangyunshan people, pepper cumin pickled fish and other brothers for their rewards and support.)
(End of this chapter)