Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 428 422. Beat the Snake to Death
Feng Xi picked up another note, which was about Zhuge Liang's stargazing. He asked Feng Xi if he had any clues and whether some important official of the Wei State had been framed by Feng Xi.

"Wow, this Zhuge villager is really scary. I dealt with Sima Yi and Cao Rui just now, and he found out the clues right after?
However, judging from Zhuge Liang's statement, this purple demon star is most likely Sima Yi. Looking at the Sima family, they secretly sucked the national fortune of three generations of emperors, Cao Pi, Cao Rui, and Cao Fang, like a parasite. Relying on Cao Pi's entrustment and Cao Rui's reuse, it blossomed and bore fruit during Cao Fang's reign...

Isn't it just like the purple demon star hiding behind the big star, complementing the big star, and waiting for the right time to replace it?

But now Zhuge Liang said that this evil star has fallen into the other stars and has lost its purple light... Could it be that he means that Sima Yi will no longer be valued by Cao Pi in the future? Forget it, never mind. If you don't kill the snake, you will suffer from it. "

After Feng Xi received the letter from Zhuge Liang, he thought about it for a long time. At least from a metaphysical point of view, Sima Yi should no longer be a threat. However, Feng Xi has never been the kind of person who puts all his hopes on others. No matter what Sima Yi says, he must be suppressed and not given a chance to rise.

When Feng Xi thought of this, he wrote a letter with a general information about Sima Yi, tied it to the legs of a pigeon on the spot, and then released the pigeon, asking it to return to Chengdu to report to Zhuge Liang.

Feng Xi didn't reveal too much in his words, only saying that Sima Yi was very cunning and was described as "eagle-eyed and wolf-looking". In addition, Cao Cao's dream of "three horses feeding in the trough" made Feng Xi suspect that Sima Yi was the purple demon star. He also spread rumors many times because he was a man of outstanding ability but low status, so he liked to make a fuss about it, hoping that Cao Pi would cut off one of his arms.

According to information from spies in Luoyang, Cao Pi is now extremely indifferent to Sima Yi. He no longer treats Sima Yi as the second Jia Xu and frequently asks for advice from him as before.

Feng Xi specially made up a little story himself and sent it to Qianzuifang by carrier pigeon, asking them to act accordingly. If all went well, Sima Yi would probably say goodbye to the court completely in the future.

The owner of Qianzuifang received the letter from Feng Xi and found that it contained a story. Combined with Feng Xi's message, the owner was confused, but he still acted according to the plan.

The families of the shopkeeper and several of his spies were all in Jingzhou, and the work Feng Xi assigned to them was not dangerous. In addition, they only had one-way contact with Feng Xi, and the other spies didn't know their background, so they were happy with it.

"Li Er, go find two storytellers, preferably with good eloquence, and tell them that Qianzuifang wants to expand its services and will have a storyteller on the first and second floors."

The shopkeeper tore up the note with Feng Xi's order and swallowed it, then immediately called his trusted subordinate and asked him to find those low-class storytellers.

"okay."

Li Er agreed. People like them naturally have their own way of life. Storytellers are not many, but they can be found if they want. In less than half a day, Li Er found a man in his forties and a white-haired old man.

"You two have worked hard. Recently, I feel that it is not good to just let the guests drink alone, so I invite you two here to tell you that I can rent the first and second floors to you. We will split the money 20% to 80%, 80% for me and 80% for you. There is only one condition, that is, I have to decide what to say every day, and you can't make your own decisions, okay?"

The two storytellers looked at each other, their eyes bursting with joy. Qianzuifang was a famous wine shop in Luoyang City. From the nobles to the common people, everyone boasted about being able to drink a sip of Qianzuifang's fine wine. Now Qianzuifang was willing to let them tell stories here to make money. It was simply a chance that fell from the sky.

"I (the old man) am willing."

They both answered in unison, as if any hesitation would be a disrespect to their own intelligence.

"Don't be impatient, I want to hear you two tell a story first to see your ability. After all, even if I'm telling a story, I can't stutter or talk nonsense, I have to be the best." The two nodded. There was nothing wrong with examining business ability. So the middle-aged man in his forties first told a story of sleeping on straw and tasting gall. He was eloquent and organized, and his words were progressive and fascinating. The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, sir, you can tell stories on my first floor."

The shopkeeper heard that the gentleman spoke with great vigor and was young and strong, which was just the right person to keep the place under control in the mixed crowd on the first floor.

Seeing that his colleague was recognized, the old man was not to be outdone and immediately performed a segment about Wu Zixu's attack on Chu. Although the old man was old and spoke slowly, his words carried a sense of vicissitudes of life and were quite interesting.

"Okay, okay, old man, please go to the second floor."

The shopkeeper nodded. The second floor is usually where businessmen and literati live. The old man's slow pace and sense of vicissitudes are just right for the atmosphere of the second floor.

"Then I hope you two can read this story carefully and tell it when the time comes if necessary."

The shopkeeper handed the short story written by Feng Xi to the two men and asked them to read it. Of course, the two men had never read this story before, and they were slowly trying to figure out its meaning.

The old man stroked his beard, while the middle-aged man stroked his chin with one hand, both of them seemed to be attracted by the story.

"Boss, the ending of this story is a bit...should it be changed?"

After a while, the middle-aged storyteller still felt something was wrong. People generally like to listen to stories with a happy ending, such as Wu Zixu's revenge, Gou Jian's defeat of Fu Chai, Emperor Gaozu's clever capture of Han Xin, etc. Few people listen to stories with a bad ending.

"It's okay, just go ahead and tell me. If no one likes this story, I'll pay for your food and drinks for the day."

The shopkeeper waved his hand and didn't care much about it. The two looked at each other and saw that it was fine when the shopkeeper said so.

A few days later, Qianzuifang's business became more prosperous because they invited two good storytellers. The two of them spoke eloquently, from King Wu's conquest of King Zhou to the pursuit of the enemy in the north, which made the uneducated common people enjoy themselves.

And the shopkeeper actually has some selfish motives. Isn't it Cao Wei now? But it is not against the law to talk about the champion and generals, and in some sense it can also arouse the people's sense of identity with the Han Dynasty.

However, the story that Feng Xi had carefully prepared has not appeared in the past two days, because the shopkeeper was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for the right person to come.

Who was the happiest when Pingyuan Marquis Cao Rui was driven back to his fiefdom and confined to his home? Naturally, it was Yuancheng Prince Cao Li. As a strong competitor of Cao Rui, he had been busy entertaining officials who came to congratulate him and seek refuge with him. It took him four or five days to relax.

(End of this chapter)