I, who disguised myself as a woman, turned out to be a queen! ?

Chapter 810 Jizhou City

Jizhou City was dead and lifeless before, as expected.

But later, Lord Du arrived and made drastic changes, and more and more businessmen, people of the underworld and scholars arrived.

It brought some vitality back to Jizhou City.

Merchants who opened shops in Jizhou City also took this opportunity to attract customers.

There is a restaurant called "Chun Shang Lou". The owner is from Danzhou. In other words, many merchants who bought the vacant shops in Jizhou City, about 20% to 30% are businessmen from Danzhou. On the one hand, Du Yu went there specifically to recruit them in order to restore the economy of Jizhou. On the other hand, these merchants came here because they trusted Du Yu.

Over the past month or so, the restaurant has gradually picked up, and with the arrival of many people from the martial arts world and scholars, the restaurant owner Wu also organized some so-called "activities" that were passed on from the business circles in the capital.

For example, if a scholar can write poetry, he can get a free table of food and wine.

If people from the underworld come here to talk about underworld stories, they can also get a table of food and wine for free.

The results are good and the restaurant business is booming.

While the iron was hot, Manager Wu naturally organized another big event. He specially reserved a wall in the restaurant for scholars to leave their writings. Different from the previous poetry writing activities, this time there were requirements and special titles, and the written poems would be sent to some prestigious gentlemen and teachers to read.

If you can leave your poems on the wall, it will not only be a matter of a table of food and wine, but also food and accommodation for a whole month, and you can also get 20 taels of silver.

For a scholar with limited funds, this is a big deal.

Even those scholars who did not care about the reward saw the opportunity, because they heard that the shopkeeper Wu might even take the poems to show Lord Du Yu for his appreciation.

The activity is old fashioned.

There are many such activities in Beijing.

But live, it works!

Compared to other strange activities that I came up with on my own, this one was much more effective.

Inside Chunshang Building, scholars looked at the white wall. Paper, ink, pen and inkstone were waiting in front of the wall. If they had an idea, they could write at any time.

On the other side, some people from the martial arts world were talking and telling stories for the meal.

The person who is telling the story is an old man. He doesn't look like he is short of money, and he is very gentle and refined, but the story he tells is
In one word, rough!

Most of them are stories about heroines fighting and walking on the bed.

Although obscene food is not allowed, the food is well controlled and elegant words are used instead. If you are not a fellow geek, you really can't tell the difference at first.

Yet, even so, many people in the martial arts world ordered many bowls of wine and listened to the stories there with their ears pricked up.

Even some female knights didn't quite understand at first, but the next moment, they heard someone explaining secretly to them, and their faces turned red. Looking at the old man, they wanted to skin him alive, but in the end they held back, spitted and cursed a few words, then turned and left.

There were also some female heroes who were not bound by conventions and actually listened with great interest, seeming to enjoy listening more than the men.

Shopkeeper Wu didn't care what story the old man told. He just looked around and saw so many people buying wine, and each of them was generous, so he was secretly happy.

Su Budong is a waiter here, but he is not from Jizhou city. He moved here from outside. His home is in Liushu Village outside Jizhou city. The village suffered a disaster a year ago like other places in Jizhou. When everything was peaceful, more than half of the people in the village were gone and many houses were empty. Because of land distribution, Su Budong and his family moved here.

Their family had no shortage of people working on the land, so Su Budong came to the city to work, dreaming of opening a shop and getting married after making money.

He is nimble and capable, so Manager Wu specially asked him to serve the people of Jianghu.

The main thing is that if the people in the martial arts world are not served well, something might happen. Su Budong is just the right person.

Su Budong was not afraid of the people from the martial arts world. A year ago, he had seen many murders and had been rescued by people from the martial arts world, so he was not afraid of them.

It was these stories that he loved listening to.

Su Budong didn’t know the full name of the old man who was telling the story, but he knew that he was also a man of the world. His surname was Bai, and he was usually called Old Man Bai.

At this moment, Su Budong watched as Mr. Bai approached a bench where a female warrior was sitting, and moved his butt slowly.

The heroine immediately stood up and left, sitting with her two friends.

It’s one thing to love listening to stories, but how can it really be possible for someone to take advantage of you?

Su Budong looked at Mr. Bai and smiled, then slid straight over along the bench and sat where the female knight was sitting, looking very happy.

Su Budong laughed, then looked at the female knight again, her eyebrows raised, she wanted to scold but stopped herself and shouted, "Waiter, bring another pot of wine, put it on Mr. Bai's account!"

Su Budong heard this and naturally ran to get the wine.

Mr. Bai was not annoyed, he just laughed, "Remember! Remember how much Miss Luo drank!"

Su Budong brought the wine and placed it on the heroine's table.

This female knight's face, figure, temperament, and looking left and right, are all first-class girls in Su Budong's mind. But Su Budong knew what was going on, so he didn't dare to look at her for too long, and stepped aside to continue waiting for Mr. Bai to tell his story.

This old man Bai asked Su Budong to sit down. What were you doing standing?
Su Budong shook his head. He definitely didn't dare to sit there because the shopkeeper would fine him if he saw him.

Mr. Bai did not bother to argue, but turned his head to look at the lady Luo: "Lady Luo, what do you think of me?"

Hearing this, the nearby Jianghu people immediately shouted: "Old man, you are old enough to be the grandfather of this Swordsman Island Bamboo Wind Lady, and you still miss her!"

Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter.

Mr. Bai immediately cursed a few words.

However, the female knight named Luo Zhufeng glanced at Mr. Bai and said, "He is not good-looking, and even more useless."

After these words were spoken, the martial artists in the restaurant laughed even more happily, while the scholars over there frowned and cursed, saying things like "disgraceful". Some of the scholars looked at Luo Zhufeng.

It's hard not to take a few glances at such a straightforward girl.

However, Mr. Bai curled his lips and looked at Su Budong: "I don't understand. Remember, you should listen to women's words in reverse, especially when beautiful women like Miss Luo speak."

Su Budong was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He smiled along but didn't dare to say anything.

But this time.
"It's done! This poem will definitely be successful! Shopkeeper! Come here, here, give it to you! This poem will definitely be favored by Master Du!"

Among the readers over there, one of them suddenly held up a piece of paper with an excited look on his face.

Some scholars wanted to take a look, but were not allowed to, so they went directly to the shopkeeper.

"Another crazy one." Someone in the underworld sighed.

Mr. Bai smiled and said, "The literary man pursues official position, the martial man pursues fame. The bad thing is the word 'pursuit'."

But after he finished speaking, the old man noticed that many people were looking at him, and he immediately became unhappy and said, "Why, you don't allow me to say a few words?"

Everyone laughed.

However, some people in the underworld still looked at the scholars and said, "Why write those things? If you want fame, just study hard and take the exam."

Someone answered: "Didn't we just say that it was for Lord Du to see?"

The gangster who spoke earlier was shocked and disdainful. The road that has been taken step by step is solid, this is bullshit.

Someone else said: "But, never mind, writing these sour poems is their skill. It's a pity that they are useless."

It was just a simple sentence, but Luo Zhufeng immediately turned his head and looked over: "Brother, what you said is not right. Are you saying that the "Spring River Moon Night" written by the Queen is useless?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shut up immediately.

Dare you say it’s useless?
dare not!

useless!
That's so useful!

Although there are very few people who can comprehend and break the mirror, people have indeed broken the mirror.

How could this be useless?
And someone in Jianghu said: "So, in this world, there is only one such lady, only one such poet."

Everyone laughed, but this topic was a bit taboo, so someone immediately said: "But everyone, speaking of Lord Du, something seems a little wrong in Jizhou City recently, have you noticed it?"

Someone asked in return: "There are many mutinies?"

The man nodded immediately and said: "Not only are there more mutinies, I heard someone was rescued at the government office a few days ago. Marshal Li Xuance left overnight that day."

Some people were puzzled: "What's so strange about this?"

The man immediately said mysteriously, "Four of the eight warriors are here. Isn't that strange? Something big must have happened."

Someone else said, "What? The people from Mobei are attacking us? Unless it's this, nothing else can be considered a big deal."

Luo Zhufeng was not interested in these things. Compared to these, he was more willing to listen to the old man Bai's stories, so he said, "Old man, please continue. We have already drunk the wine and you have taken advantage of us. Are you going to stop talking?"

Mr. Bai was not interested in what the little guys were speculating and discussing. When he heard what Luo Zhufeng said, he immediately said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Let me rest for a while. I can think of a story to tell you."

Luo Zhufeng smiled and said, "You haven't finished telling the story of Senior Su Qichi from Miaoyin Palace last time."

Mr. Bai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "I don't know how to explain it, so forget it, let's change someone else, do you like to listen to Liu Fenggu's words? He and I are close friends, we know each other very well!"

Everyone was used to the old man's nonsense, but they still looked at him with contempt as usual. They were close friends with Liu Fenggu, so what?
However, Su Budong's eyes flickered and he was a little excited. Liu Fenggu, isn't that the owner of Liuyue Manor? I heard people say not long ago that he is one of the top ten in the world.

But just after saying this, Mr. Bai glanced towards the gate and his expression froze.

(End of this chapter)