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Chapter 51
There are two gates in the west of the city. The one close to the temple fair is Wansheng Gate. After entering the city, there is Qingjie across the east and west of Yanmen City. Among them, the largest tiles are the lotus shed and the peony shed, both of which can accommodate thousands of people to watch performances at the same time.

There are regular performances every day, such as Ding Xianxian, Wang Tuanzi and Zhang Qisheng, who start performing small dramas every day at five o'clock. The most famous ones are puppet shows, including stick-head puppets, hanging silk puppets, medicine hair puppets and water puppets. Wait, every time there is news, the venue is always full.

As for the brothel, ordinary people haven't been to it much, and Wen Yu has not been able to find out the news.

Dongda Street is on the south side of Qingjie Street, and the distance is very short. In order to hurry, Wen Yu first applied a breath-holding formula on her body to hide her figure in the eyes of others, and then used the Gale Footwork, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, and soon First rush to the county magistrate's house.

Wen Yu jumped onto the wall and entered the main courtyard along the same track as last time. She felt a little weird in her heart. She didn't realize the reason until she saw a handsome young man coming from the outer courtyard with his head bowed.

There are too few servants in Xu county magistrate's house.

The last time I came here, even at night, Wen Yu met no less than five servant girls, but it was still daytime at this time, and no one else was encountered except that servant girl.

So that the house is extremely quiet.

The boy raised his head in Wen Yu's direction, as if he sensed a gust of wind blowing by, but the leaves didn't move at all, and he said to himself.

"What a strange wind."

Wen Yu and the servant walked past each other, walked lightly, and went to the hall, but there was no one there, and then walked around to the bedroom, but there was no one there either.

During the period, I met two more maids, but they looked lazy, as if they were not worried that the master would come back and find them lazy.

Wen Yu left the house and found that she had met the servant again. After thinking about it, she approached from behind, and at the same time activated the charm technique, and lightly patted the servant on the shoulder.

"Who?!"

The boy exclaimed in surprise and turned around, turned halfway, his eyes became confused, and then couldn't stop pulling them down, trying to close them.

"Why are there so few servants in the county magistrate's family?"

The boy replied in a daze, "Two days ago, the county magistrate came back from the county office early in the morning. His personality changed drastically, and most of the servants in the family were dismissed."

Wen Yu then asked, "Then where did the county magistrate go after praying today?"

The boy's eyes rolled, as if he wanted to wake up, but he continued to reply intermittently.

". Lotus shed. Today there is a silk puppet show, which the county magistrate likes most."

After replying, the little servant finally couldn't hold his body back and fell limply on the ground, with the corner of his head knocked on the steps. It sounded like a crisp sound, and he probably would pack up.

Sorry.

After receiving the news, Wen Yu went straight to Qingjie until her figure disappeared at the end of the East Street. The fella stood up leisurely, raised his hand to touch his head, frowned slightly, and at the same time looked in the direction Wen Yu left.

***
There are few people in the lotus shed today, even if there is a puppet show, most of the people can't bear it anymore and go to the west of the city to watch the Shehuo show, and the big shed is only half full now.

At the corner of the back door, two figures were hiding furtively.

"grown ups--"

A stronger-looking figure wanted to say something, but another person covered his mouth, stretched out a finger in front of his lips, and whispered.

"Do you think An Yuheng will come?"

The man really lowered his voice, as if there was a piece of cotton in front of him and he didn't dare to blow it away.

It was Qin Lan who turned around who was called an adult, "Try again before leaving, catch the best one, and it's not a loss if you can't catch it."

The other person wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Qin Lan, "Wait a little longer, if you don't find out, you have to go."

***
Wen Yu, who was supposed to go to the lotus shed, was in another place - the teahouse.

As soon as Wen Yu left the magistrate's house and arrived at Qingjie, he met an expected person—a storyteller.

He was at the corner of Bell Tower Lane, wearing a blue cloth gown, holding a folding fan with only a few bones left in his hand, shaking his head, and telling fairy tales to a few children in the alley.

The signature Xingmu sound and the folding fan made Wen Yu spot the storyteller at a glance, and slowly removed the breath-holding formula and walked to Shun's acquaintance, waiting for him to finish the last paragraph.

"Then Jiang Changsheng yelled at the last thunderstorm, 'My life is up to me!'

That day, the thunder rolled and rumbled non-stop, as if angered by Jiang Changsheng's words, the golden thunder that was originally only thigh-thick grew rapidly and turned into a hill, piercing the sky and the earth from top to bottom.

At that moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and even people thousands of miles away could see that golden light.

After a quarter of an hour, the thunder and calamity dissipated, Jiang Changsheng's skin and flesh were all scorched, his ribs were exposed, but he still breathed a sigh of relief, screaming to the sky.

Afterwards, a piece of spiritual light fairy liquid descended from the sky, and Jiang Changsheng soared away bathed in this holy light. "

The storyteller finished his last sentence with unfinished business, and the eyes of the surrounding children were full of envy.

"Wow, that brother must have been in pain when he was struck by lightning."

"I also want to be a fairy."

"Aweng, do you know where the immortal is?"

The storyteller laughed, "I don't know either."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wen Yu, "I still have something to do, I'll tell you about it tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow, Ah Weng!"

Watching a few children bouncing and disappearing from sight, even wearing clothes with many patches, you can still be carefree, although it is very short.

"Are we going to the old place?"

The storyteller put away his folding fan, put Eye-catching in his sleeve, and invited Wen Yu to another place for a long chat.

Wen Yu naturally agreed, "Yes."

So at this time, Wen Yu and the storyteller found a quiet place in the teahouse, sat down face to face, and the storyteller tapped the wooden table twice with his fingertips, thinking about where to start talking.

Wen Yu focused her eyes on the storyteller's fingertips. She had always thought that the storyteller was older, and usually regarded him as an old man with his image and tone. Even young people.

"Then let's start with the core of the series of events in Yanmen City," the storyteller habitually cleared his throat, as if he wanted to take out his eye-catching shots.

"All ears."

"Let's talk about the purpose first. An Yuheng wants to disturb the world situation, so he released the rumor in advance that there will be a treasure in Yanmen City that can prolong life by 20 years, so it attracted a group of noble children who are looking for novelties, as well as two important figures. "

"Prince Ning's son, and the eldest son of King Zheng's general An Xinzhi, An Jingyuan."

"An Yuheng has been planning for a long time, and finally on that day, Prince Ning's son invited An Jingyuan to a banquet in Fenglelou. A clerk upstairs made noise in the lobby, disturbing the two of them."

"Although there was another group of people in Fengle Building who made a timely move at that time, Prince Ning was still tricked by An Yuheng and died after returning to the mansion that night. The evidence all pointed to An Jingyuan. To deal with him, An Jingyuan was seriously injured and fled Yanmen City."

"However, another group of people who took action in Fengle Building at that time, the leader, Qin Lan, was ordered to hunt down An Yuheng."

(End of this chapter)