Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 17
Zuixianlou's dishes are famous in Kyoto.

But these days, going to restaurants is no longer just for the taste of food.

Sometimes a waiter is invited to play music for the diners, and sometimes a storyteller is asked to tell stories, so as to attract Kyoto people who usually don't have many entertainment options to come to dine and drink.

It is definitely more expensive to hire a waiter on weekdays.

But today, teahouses, restaurants, and flower boats all over the city are scrambling for storytellers.

As long as you can say that you are the Third Prince, no matter how good your reputation is on weekdays, your worth will go up today.

However, as Zhao Chengfeng is Zhou Tian, ​​​​and even the most famous person in the entertainment industry in all over the world, who can't tell the first two paragraphs?
Therefore, whoever speaks the most vividly, whoever masters the latest jokes of the Third Prince, will be truly valuable today.

Today, the owner of Zuixian Tower spent a lot of money to invite Mr. Wang, who is currently frothing at the mouth in the building. Not only does he have a certain status in the storyteller circle in Kyoto, but the most important thing is that he only talks about Dangbei all year round. The third prince of the palace ordered specialization.

Let's put it this way, if there is a competition for the audience to vote for the person who best imitates the third prince of Dangbei Palace, Zhao Chengfeng can only win No. 2 if he comes to participate, and No. 1 must be Mr. Wang.

Because who in Kyoto has ever seen the real Third Prince?

Mr. Wang said that he acted the third prince most in line with people's imagination.

At this time, Mr. Wang had just finished speaking a paragraph, and said with a full tone: "I just finished speaking an old paragraph. Let's talk about the assassination of the third son of Prince Dangbei by thieves that just happened at the junction of Zhongbei! "

"Hey~~!"

"It's so new!"

"This news came in at the same time as Yun Jianluo in the north of the city. Is there any clue so soon?"

The audience burst into applause, and Zhao Chengfeng and Bai Zhi looked at each other.

Good guy, the name "Thief Assassination Case" really sounds like a major case.

But even if everyone's imagination was exhausted, who could have imagined that the assassin and protagonist of this case became the master and servant, and is now listening down here.

"Blessed are you, brother."

As he spoke, the young man with a round face and freckles, wearing a long green coat, patted Zhao Chengfeng on the arm, unable to conceal his excitement.

Zhao Chengfeng didn't care after being hit. Instead, he looked at the oval logo on the young man's green coat and raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Mr. Wang on the stage said: "People have three urgent needs. I believe that all our guests are not in a hurry during this long night. Please wait for a while and rest for a while. I will return after a stick of incense. At that time, the first lecture of "The Assassination of Thieves" will begin. Say~!”

Zhao Chengfeng: "???, are you playing this trick?"

After hearing his words, another young man, who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, pulled him to sit down to share the table and said: "Absolutely, brother, you have to know that "The Thief Assassination Case" is a new thing that just happened, and the boss of Zuixian Tower has to let it go. Mr. Wang left a stick of incense in his mouth, believe it or not, with just one stick of incense, the Drunken Immortal Tower will be completely destroyed."

Zhao Chengfeng had to say: "I am not from Zhou Tian. Although I have heard the stench of the Third Prince for a long time, can so many people just want to hear about him that the Zuixian Tower can be overcrowded?"

The fat-faced man shook his finger and said, "If this is the first episode of "The Assassination of a Thief," let alone bursting with people, I'm afraid they'll lose weight in a short while!"

Zhao Chengfeng: "True or false."

Bai Zhi didn't stop and stood behind him, looking left and right. Indeed, she saw many people who spontaneously went out to report the news, shouting: "The "Thief Assassination Case" is the first to be told, the first to be told~~!"

Seeing that Zhao Chengfeng, like them, was a member of the same group who despised the Third Prince, the boy from Zhugan didn't seem to understand the Third Prince's prestige in Kyoto and said, "Really, brother, it seems you don't understand the Third Prince~ !”

Zhao Chengfeng: "..., why don't you tell me about it."

Zhugan immediately picked up Fan'er and said, "Let's put it this way, the grand occasion of the Third Prince's visit to Beijing is probably unprecedented and unprecedented."

Zhao Chengfeng blinked: "As for?"

The fat man poured half a glass of sake and emphasized: "As for it!"

The bamboo pole catered: "If you want to say that someone can still compete with it, or can barely reach it, I'm afraid it has to be Prince Yinlong of the Yunqin Dynasty coming to Kyoto, and the little princess Wei Huanchu getting married..."

Fat Face could listen to the first half, but obviously couldn't stand the second half. Hearing this, his eyes burst into tears: "Don't mention the little princess!"

Zhao Chengfeng watched the two of them singing and then saw Zhugan and said again: "I don't want to mention it, but to be honest, it's hard to rely on. No matter he is a genius in the cultivation world or a leader of the younger generation, he still cannot be compared with the Third Prince. .”

"After all, a figure as popular as the Third Prince is probably rare to appear again in a hundred years. Who else can occupy our childhood and adulthood?"

Occupying childhood and adulthood
Zhao Chengfeng trembled when he heard this
It seems that I am indeed much more famous than I imagined.
Zhugan said and patted his shoulder and said: "You are not from Zhou Tian, ​​you don't understand. From the moment the Third Prince entered the brothel at the age of six, we have been exposed to the stories and operas in the storybooks and operas since we were young. He has them in every aspect." The presence."

"Of course, except for Beizhou. After all, it is the fiefdom of Prince Dangbei. No one dares to do so. But as long as we leave Beizhou, in the past ten years, it is impossible for this generation to live in a world without the Third Son!"

Zhao Chengfeng, the third son of Prince Dangbei from Beizhou, coughed twice and said, "Is this an exaggeration?"

Zhugan nodded heavily and said: "It's such an exaggeration, so you know how big of a deal it is that the cloud ship landed in the northern suburbs of Kyoto today."

"Let me tell you this, from tonight to tomorrow, when the Ministry of Ceremonies welcomes the Third Prince across Zhongyuan Avenue to meet His Majesty in front of the palace, there will be a huge crowd of people~!"

"Do you know how much the private rooms at Zhongyuan Avenue tomorrow's morning show cost now? Anyone who can take a look at it from a high position will pay this amount~!"

The bamboo pole stretched out a finger, and he didn't know whether it meant ten golds or a hundred golds.

But it's not important. What's important is that from his description, Zhao Chengfeng felt for the first time that he seemed to be more damn popular outside Beizhou than in Beizhou~! '

He made up his mind to wash his face tomorrow and face his fellow villagers in Kyoto solemnly.
The bamboo pole is still talking.

"Tonight, there is no room for a bird to stand on the wall in the north of the city. Countless painters and writers have gathered here, all wanting to see the Third Prince for the first time to inspire their creations."

"As for the paintings of Neiyunjian, there are still people under the city wall who are still holding them. After painting one painting, they will sell one directly. They say that there are three cloudships in the Zhoutian Dynasty. Who has seen Lixian Mountain and the Imperial Palace? They are all No. [-] The first time we met, that guy was crazy, let alone Yun Jian, if the Third Prince showed his face for the first time, it would be incredible."

Just as he was talking, dense footsteps like drums came from the door.

As soon as the few people turned around, they saw that the main entrance of Zuixian Tower was packed with people. After receiving the news of the first episode of "The Assassination of Thieves", the spacious street outside seemed to be blocked for a while.

Fat Face’s previous prediction was absolutely correct.

Just a cup of tea.

There were no tables in the first place, and the three floors of Zuixian Building were now so crowded that there was no place to stay.

In a crowded place, it's hard to avoid bumps and bumps.

Bumps and bumps are inevitable, and curses are also inevitable.

All in all, the Zuixian Tower was twice as lively as before, full of people and full of smoke.

And when the whole building was about to be trampled and noisy by the people inside, the best seat on the third floor, where it was best to lean on the railing and listen to books, was given up.

A dozen burly men in plain clothes formed an aisle space.

A white-faced scholar and a maid appeared at the railing.

It is quite similar to the configuration of Zhao Chengfeng and Bai Zhi.

This fair-faced scholar is even fairer than Zhao Chengfeng. Not only is his clothes made of silk and jade, his facial features are so bright that he doesn't look like a man.

Of course, as long as anyone with a brain takes a glance at his towering chest, they will understand that he is indeed not a man. This kind of almost clumsy man disguised as a woman, let alone... just look at it, it still has some flavor.

"This is."

"Whose little girl is so handsome when she dresses up like a man?"

"Hush, don't talk nonsense. In this kind of situation, people will smash your mouth."

Zhao Chengfeng was curious when he heard this and asked, "Do you know?"

Zhugan raised his head, narrowed his narrow eyes, and shook his head: "I don't know the person, but what if the eldest daughter of a certain family in Kyoto likes to dress up as a man?"

After pondering for a moment, he said: "There seem to be quite a few, I really can't guess."

When Zhao Chengfeng heard this, he wanted to kick the bamboo pole's legs off.

The fat face smiled innocently at this time: "Ignore him, by the way, after saying so much, we still don't know what my brother's name is, I'm Xia Wanlin."

Zhao Chengfeng: "Okay, fat face."

Bamboo pole: "My name is Zou Juncheng."

Zhao Chengfeng: "I know, bamboo pole."

The two said in unison: "What about you?"

Zhao Chengfeng replied: "Just call me Xiao Zhao. This is my maid Xiao Bai."

Bai Zhi nodded slightly. She had been hiding in the shadows beside the prince with her head lowered and said nothing. In addition, she was wearing a maid's costume and it really didn't attract anyone's attention.

At this time, as soon as Zhao Chengfeng introduced him, the fat face and the bamboo pole were glanced at, and the entire Zuixian Tower was immediately stunned.
"Don't look pretty, he's a mute."

Zhao Chengfeng smiled and put his big hand on Bai Zhi's head and rubbed it twice, as if he was doting on her.

Bai Zhi was a little uncomfortable with this kind of intimate gesture, but she didn't hide. Instead, she smiled at the fat face and the bamboo pole.So the two of them had to sigh, this maid was just as good as the beautiful young lady standing on the third floor.
"Xiao Zhao, should I tell you not to talk about this?"

Before Zhugan could finish his words, the building suddenly burst into applause~!

Mr. Wang Shu Wang seemed to realize that today was a very important turning point in his life, so he changed into a white robe, combed his hair meticulously, and almost dyed his white beard black, and had a little chat about being crazy, left Holding the yellow, holding the blue on the right
And when he stood still and held the gavel in his hand, the whole audience was focused and spontaneously quiet. He really had the style of a master.

He opened his mouth and said sincerely from the bottom of his heart: "As we all know, Prince Dangbei's palace is at its peak, and its power is overwhelming! After the third prince enters the capital, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to talk about the prince's book."

The silence in Zuixian Tower was deafening, and the reason was naturally clear to his mind.

Mr. Wang smiled slightly and felt relieved: "Today there are guests from all over the world, Zuixian Pavilion is full of brilliance, it's just the right time to sing~!"

Hearing the words, voices of regret arose one after another on the third floor, and words of dissuasion suddenly roared like a tsunami.

It seems that Prince Dangbei put a knife on his neck to stop him from telling stories.
The persuading people upstairs and downstairs were all a little bit indignant, and they kept scolding Prince Dangbei's Mansion. It could be said that they had an overwhelming sense of justice.
Mr. Wang raised his hand, with tears looming in the corner of his eyes, as if he had been wronged a lot, but in the end he probably felt that the preparation was almost done, so he raised his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, everyone is too flattering."

Not everyone is a flatterer.

There was a faint voice in the crowd: "Speaking of books or not, what's the use of your old face?"

Someone else said: "Mr. Wang, we don't care if you never sing. I just want to ask, I heard that you went to Beizhou many times in your early years to collect folk songs. Is the third son of Prince Dangbei really as good-looking as the rumors say?"

Mr. Wang happened to hear it, so he smiled and responded generously to the following remarks. He raised his hand and said: "Everything about the third son of Prince Dangbei in the picture album is basically false."

"But please believe in only two things."

Someone shouted: "What two points?"

Mr. Wang said eloquently: "The first is his handsome appearance, and the second is his size."

Hearing this, everyone in Zuixian Tower burst into laughter, boos, and cheers.

Bai Zhi's eyes were fixed on his face.

On the stage, Mr. Wang stroked his white beard and felt very proud. With these words, the atmosphere came alive~!

He added: "Without any further talk, let's talk about the "Thief Horse Assassination Case" that happened between Zhongzhou and Beizhou a few days ago!"

The gavel fell on the table.

With a crisp sound of "Pa~~", the old man's energy reached its peak in an instant.

The whole audience burst into cheers, and then the show began.

……

"Let's just say that Li Mingyang of the Xiangma Inn was originally a famous person on the Imperial Examination List. He is neither greedy nor lustful. The last thing in his life is to flatter others, but he couldn't resist the order of the third prince of Prince Dangbei who came here. , want him to find beauty~~!"

Baizhi: "???"

Zhao Chengfeng grabbed a handful of peanuts and seemed to enjoy them just like everyone else in Zuixian Tower.

But Bai Zhi felt uncomfortable hearing this and had to take out a pen and write on the pamphlet:
[Your Highness, he is talking nonsense. 】

Zhao Chengfeng smiled when he saw these words and shook his head.

……

"This beauty's surname is Bai. She is the daughter of a fellow traveler in the Xiangma Inn. She was born with beautiful scenery and fragrant flowers. Li Mingyang was close friends with his father and couldn't bear to push her into the fire pit. Unexpectedly, His Highness the Crown Prince had heard of this beautiful girl's name. I want his body and mind to be named, if not, hey."

Baizhi: "???"

Zhao Chengfeng put down the peanuts and clapped leisurely.

Fat Face and Zhugan heard the surname Bai and subconsciously looked at the beautiful maid next to Xiao Zhao.

Zhao Chengfeng saw their eyes and said, "I'm telling you, my maid is absolutely no worse than the woman named Bai he mentioned. Do you believe it?"

……

"Understanding that as long as I don't get myself, my father will die, Uncle Li will die, and the neighbors who have lived together for many years at the Thieves Station will die. Miss Bai chose to die generously, and actually boarded the cloud ship to sacrifice herself~!"

Assassin Bai Zhi's face turned red with shame when she heard this.

Zhao Chengfeng was overjoyed to hear this. If it wasn't inappropriate for his identity to be revealed, he would have shouted out "Thank you~!" '

Fat Face and Bamboo Rod have also entered the story at this time.

"Miss Bai is so upright and upright."

"If I didn't have a little princess in my heart, Miss Bai would be sad."

When Bai Zhi heard this, she just wanted to bury her head in the soil.

……

"After Miss Bai was sacrificed, she was tortured into an inhuman shape, but because she was too dull, the third prince found it boring, so the prince had an idea and came up with the idea of ​​humiliating his daughter in front of his father~!"

I am Nima.
Zhao Chengfeng just took a sip of tea and almost spit it out.

Bai Zhi frowned when she heard this. She couldn't listen anymore and wrote on the booklet:
【Do you find it interesting? 】

Zhao Chengfeng smiled, and along with all kinds of obscene remarks attacking the Third Prince from all over Zuixian Tower, he wrote "It's not bad".

……

"In the Xiangma Inn back then, we were like you and me today."

"Mr. Bai was holding the gavel on the high platform, and the prince was directly opposite him, playing with it in public."

"It may be that anger is overwhelming, or it may be that people always burst out when they are in desperate situations. Mr. Bai's eyes were blood red, and he broke through before the battle and went straight to Qian Yuan. After all, Li Mingyang could not resist the torture of conscience and chose to kill the third prince. Although Miss Bai was the only one left In one breath, he also revealed his determination to fight with death."

"So the three of them just glanced at each other and understood each other's intentions, and a shocking assassination that had never been planned began."

"Miss Bai took the lead and pushed her palm towards the Third Prince with her vitality."

"It's a pity that the masters around the prince failed to save him."

"But the idiot Third Prince was so frightened that he didn't move on the chair, but there was water dripping from his crotch!"

"He actually peed his pants~~!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar upstairs and downstairs.

Bai Zhi couldn't listen anymore and wrote "He is humiliating you"

Before she could finish writing, Zhao Chengfeng held her hand holding the pen, took the pen and wrote in her booklet:

[People only want to see what they want to see. 】

[If this storyteller were talking about how powerful the Third Prince was, who would listen? 】

[So no matter what the truth is, what everyone here wants to hear and see is how evil the Third Prince is, but how humiliating he is, that's all. 】

[The storyteller understands this, so no matter what the truth is that he hears and sees, he will definitely tell it according to how evil the third prince is, but how humiliating he is, because only in this way can he earn what he needs to live, and he will Only when he is successful can he get applause and cheers. 】

Bai Zhi took a deep breath after reading this paragraph, avoided the pen, and wrote [can]

Before I had time to write the next words, different voices suddenly came from the upper and lower floors of Zuixian Tower, which was originally boiling because it heard that the Third Prince was so frightened that he wet his pants.

The sound was weak at first, but gradually strengthened, and finally was so sharp that it broke through the layers of 'obstacles' and reached the top of Zuixian Tower, echoing repeatedly.

"Fart, fart, just fart, you big stinky fart~~~~!"

Everyone's eyes followed, and soon everyone saw the best place on the third floor. The handsome young man who had a group of burly men paving the way and dressed as a man was now blushing.

Mr. Wang knew he couldn't afford to offend him when he saw what he was wearing, so he didn't interrupt.

Unexpectedly, the jade-faced young man was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. He raised his hand and pointed at him, shouting curses from a distance: "Old man Wang Shu, you are telling lies, twisting facts, fabricating rumors, and ruining people's reputations. Be careful." No one will collect your body, and your children will all die suddenly~!!"

When Wang Shu heard this, his old face was a little uneasy, and he immediately said: "The "Thief Assassination Case" mentioned today was obtained by me with a lot of money. Most of it is absolutely true, and the fictions are all side stories. I don't know how to distort the facts and ruin people's reputations. Say? Do you still want to be cursed like this by you?"

The jade-faced young master snorted coldly: "Oh, old man Wang Shu, how dare you confront me and sign a life-and-death covenant. If I am proven to be right, you will die. If I am wrong, how about I die?" "

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar upstairs and downstairs in Zuixian Tower.

Zhao Chengfeng and everyone were dumbfounded.
Could it be that there is someone in this capital who really likes me?

You are actually willing to risk your life for my reputation!
Touched~~~!

(End of this chapter)