Reborn I want to be a giant

Chapter 20
Xu Ye had been studying all day, and his head was in a daze. Fortunately, he still remembered that Xu Ze wanted to visit "Youjian Tavern" with him.Without waiting for Xu Ze to go down to the Yamen, he first waited outside Dali Temple.

The lights in the tavern are darker than the surrounding restaurants and restaurants, but with ingenuity, the lampshades are uniform in color, and there are many brightly colored porcelain pieces inlaid on the roof when the building was built before. According to the photo, the reflective difference between the colored porcelain tiles and the ordinary tiles came out, which made the tavern unique, so that passers-by could not ignore it.

At this time, Gu Changyan and Gao Sheng, who were wearing female student attire, were sitting in the corner of the first floor. The storyteller appeared tonight, and both of them felt a little nervous.

When Xu Ze, Xu Ye, and his son entered the door, they found that there were quite a lot of people, and they were already fully seated. On the innermost small wooden platform, there was a small table and a futon, and a storyteller was drinking water and preparing to take a seat.

"You two masters, please go to the second floor." The waiter graciously invited them inside.

Xu Ze was displeased, "I want to listen to the book."

The clerk was anxious about the needs of the guests, and searched around for a long time, and finally came across a table that had something to check out and leave, "Yes, yes, please this way... Actually, you can also hear it on the second floor..."

The little fat man Sun Zhou quickly cleaned up the table, and then took the money left by the guests to the counter and handed it over to the accountant.

Except for the counter, there are no chairs in other places in the tavern. The guests sit on wide and low tables with firm cushions or futons. There is a secret compartment with aroma next to each seat, which can be opened to put their shoes. If you don't want to take off your shoes, the guys will also give them a pair of cloth shoe covers.This process may seem cumbersome, but the original intention of the owner is to let everyone enjoy delicious wine and snacks in the most comfortable way, and completely relax the exhaustion of the day.So there are almost no guests who are unhappy about such a small matter.

"Sure enough, wherever there is wine, there is Zheng Hanlin." Xu Ze put the shoes into the hidden compartment, scanned the environment on the first floor, and found several colleagues.The Zheng Hanlin he was talking about was over half a century old, probably because of the comfortable environment, he was almost spread out on the seat.

The bistro's wine list and menu are separate, beautifully crafted, and each dish is accompanied by stick figures. Xu has to admit that the owner of this store is very attentive.

"Guests are well, today is the second day of March, and I will tell you about the tragedy that happened in Hejiazhuang on the second day of March that year..." came the voice of the storyteller.

Gao Sheng saw that the guests were listening with gusto, and some of them were frightened by the atmosphere deliberately created by the storyteller. They drank a few sips of wine to strengthen their courage, and immediately admired their master, "I thought alcoholics don't like to listen to stories." There are many teahouses, some of which have their own storytellers, but there are almost none in taverns.

Gu Changyan whispered: "Listen to books in teahouses and listen to music in taverns, I understand." She also thought about finding someone to sing, but those with excellent voice and appearance were hired by major restaurants and entertainment halls, and there were quite a few of them. The prostitutes still have backgrounds, where did she get the money and power to support them, the second ones might as well not invite them, so she made up stories and scripts on her own to enrich the content of the tavern.

"The Tragedy of Hejiazhuang" mainly tells that on the second day of March in Hejiazhuang, a family of [-] people were killed and filled into a well on the village in the shape of a cross. It was more than half a month later that the hero of the story died. Guo Shenchuang found out.Guo Shen arrested and ordered the yamen servants to fish out the corpses. During the autopsy, Wu Zuo found that each corpse had a characteristic. Both eyes were cut off, but the eyeballs were missing.

Hearing this, some guests immediately gasped and scolded cruelty.

Guo Shenzhang searched for all the suspicious things, even the neighboring villages, but found nothing, and the case fell into a dead end.In this way, on the second day of April, another family in Hejiazhuang was killed by the same method...

"What year did this case happen?"

I don't know if the storyteller described it too well, as if he was on the scene, or the plot was too realistic, Gao Sheng didn't notice that he swallowed several times.

"Of course it's made up." Gu Changyan said lazily.

Sure enough, when the story developed to the point where Shenchuang Guo learned from Lizheng that the well had dried up and been filled by the villagers eight years ago, the storyteller said: "This is the end of the Hejiazhuang tragedy today. The story is pure and simple." It's fictional, if there are similarities, don't mind." After speaking, he stood up and bowed to the three guests.

"Damn stuff, I stopped at the point I was talking about, didn't you piss me off?" Some customers were already expressing their dissatisfaction.

Several guests even threw pieces of silver at the storyteller, asking him to continue talking.

However, the constant questioning did not make the storyteller frightened, he showed the characteristic silly smile of an honest person, "The Hejiazhuang tragedy happens every two days, tomorrow we will say 'late night nonsense', and the next day we will say 'Jianghu Erlang', everyone bear with it. "

Xu Ze absentmindedly moved his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, but found that the cups and dishes on the table were empty before he knew it, so he called the waiter again to bring the menu.Xu Ye's line of sight was blocked by the waiter, and the person at the table in the diagonally opposite corner was no longer there.

"Go." Xu Ze ordered his son suddenly.

"Where are you going?" Xu Ye was puzzled.

"Go and get the manuscript."

"..." Xu Ye felt that his father was a little crazy tonight.

Because most of the appetizers don’t need to be freshly prepared, the waiters quickly delivered their new orders. Xu picked up a piece of bacon with his chopsticks and stared at it thoughtfully, “It’s a vendetta, and Lizheng lied. Something is wrong with that well."

Xu Ye, who was sitting across from him, looked at his father's anxious look, and then remembered that Xu was a fan of solving crimes. It was because he was so pure that the emperor let him sit in the position of Minister of Dali Temple at a young age.

"On the third and fourth day, let's talk about something else, on the fifth day... on the fifth day, I have to try two cases..." Xu Ze looked confused.

"It's the same when someone comes to listen and tell you back." Xu Ye filled him with wine.

"It's not the same." Xu Ze squinted his eyes, apparently still thinking about "The Tragedy in Hejiazhuang".

Until late at night, the two returned to Xu's mansion in a sedan chair with their own thoughts.After getting off the sedan chair, Xu Ye silently followed behind Xu Ze, not to mention how uncomfortable it was to hear his father sigh.

"Xu Ye..."

"Ok?"

"Xu Ye."

"..."

"Go knock on her door now and ask for the manuscript."

Xu Ye rolled his eyes, he didn't care about his father, he was going to go back to the house to take a shower and change clothes and read a book for a while.

Xu Ze grabbed him and said seriously: "The thing you plan is extremely difficult, do you want to help your father?"

"Do you know what I'm plotting?" Xu Ye sneered.

"I checked you." Xu Ze said frankly.

After Xu Ye was surprised, he was slightly angry, which he had never experienced since he was a child.But he was no longer a child, so he calmed down quickly, turned around and looked at Xu Ze unkindly, "I will do my best for the manuscript, and you don't need to worry about other things."

The figure of the young man disappeared, and Xu stood with his hands behind his back, saying to himself, "Silly boy, if you don't help me, when will you get what you want?"

It was only after Gu Changyan fell asleep that he realized that "The Female Ring" hadn't been copied at all. If the old lady suddenly asked about it tomorrow, she would probably be scolded again.But now she is not afraid of boiling water, she is full of her own career, and she doesn't care about the rules and regulations of the Duke's mansion.Thinking of those ideas of making money, she was so excited that she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

"Oh, I copied..."

Spread out the paper, grind it, choose a fine piece, and write slowly word by word.

Winter Melon Fat Claw opened the window a crack and jumped in, twisted his furry buttocks, walked to Gu Changyan's feet, and lay down.Liu Mei, who was on duty at night, squatted down angrily and stroked the cat, then went to close the window again.

"Huh..." A folded note was stuffed in the gap of the window at some point.

Liu Mei was illiterate, so Gu Changyan put down the pen, took the note, opened it, read it, and asked Liu Mei to go out to rest, the study didn't need anyone to attend to it.After Liu Mei went out, Gu Changyan quickly walked to the window where Donggua came in and opened the latch again. After a while, the window was pulled open from the outside, and a figure jumped in with the chill of early spring.

"Wouldn't it be a waste of money if I rest?" After pouring tea for the other party, Gu Changyan picked up the cat from under his heels and hugged it in his arms, "Also, how do you know that I live here?" In the impression she and Gu Yanqing He never brought Xu Ye to Mujinyuan, how did this person know the location of Mujinyuan.

"It's not hard to guess." Xu Ye picked up the teacup but didn't drink it, his eyes stayed on the table and he just copied the beginning of "The Female Ring".

Seeing the other party's gaze, Gu Changyan was annoyed that he forgot to cover it up, and now he was humiliated, "Come here..."

"I'll help you copy as much as you want." Xu Ye didn't seem to be joking.

"what?"

Xu Ye sat down directly, picked up a piece of waste paper next to him, picked up a pen and imitated Gu Changyan's handwriting and wrote a few words. handwriting.

"You... you wait... I don't need your help..."

"How much?" Xu Ye raised his head and asked seriously.

Meeting his gaze, Gu Changyan accidentally said two words: "Ten times."

"Go back to the house and sleep." Xu Ye picked up the "Female Ring" and browsed through it at a glance.

"Xu Liu, you haven't said what's the matter with the late-night visit." Are you kidding, Xu Ye is here, how can she go back to sleep without worry.

"I would like to borrow the manuscript of "The Hejiazhuang Tragedy"."

Gu Changyan heaved a sigh of relief, amused and helpless, what's the big deal for her? She has to climb over the wall and enter Liang Guogong's mansion at this time.

"Remember to return it to me." This is the spare one, and she still thinks that she will have the opportunity to develop it into a series of peripherals in the future.

Xu Ye was a little surprised that there were so many boxes in one box. It seemed that the "Hejiazhuang Tragedy" heard in the tavern was just the beginning, and the story was unusually complicated.

"Thank you."

"Others don't have this face." The girl raised her chin slightly, proud and playful.

While the two were talking, Xu Ze had already finished copying it.Looking at the young man's upright posture, quietly copying "The Female Ring" in the dim light, Gu Changyan felt that this scene was so powerful that he might never forget it in his life.Maybe Xu Ye is the only master Xie Yuan who has copied "The Female Ring" in the whole of Da Viet.

I have to say that Xu Ye's hand speed is extremely fast, and it didn't take long to finish copying it ten times.This long-term writing is really different from people who write according to their mood.What made her depressed was that Xu Ye was still a strange person who could see ten lines at a glance. After he read the "Female Ring" once, he didn't bother to look at it again. It can be said that he wrote it silently ten times.

"Sorry to bother you." Xu Ye picked up the box and walked to the window.

Gu Changyan yawned and shook her head, "I want to thank you." She didn't approve of "Women's Rules" and "Women's Precepts" in her bones, and she never wanted to understand.It was too late for her to be grateful that Xu Ye could finish copying for her.

Xu Ye wanted to say something but couldn't. He moved his eyes to the cat in her arms, and murmured, "It has two female cats outside." After speaking, he turned out the window and disappeared into the night.

After Gu Changyan closed the window again, he picked up the winter melon, and Liu Mei, who was on duty outside at night, rushed in when he heard the screams of the winter melon, only to see the young lady cutting the cat's nails, and at the same time kept admonishing her, "Good luck, um, Are you messing with an adult? Tell me honestly!"

"Meow~~~Meow~"

"You still talk back?"

One person and one cat quarreled like this.

Xu Ze was sleepy, the door was suddenly opened, Xu Ye walked in with the box in his arms, passed through the outer room, bypassed the screen, and laid it on his bed.Xu Ze sat up sleepily, and just about to peel the cricket, out of the corner of his eye, he caught something in the box, reached out and grabbed a copy at random, and flipped through it under the faint light of the night light, and soon the drowsiness was swept away. Light.

Xu Ye was really sleepy, so he didn't talk nonsense with his father, and turned back to his room to sleep.

This year, the spring is in the middle of March, and the empress's spring banquet is at the end of March.Many people privately commented that the time of the Ministry of Rites was chosen well. After the end of the Spring Festival, the status of many students will rise, and many of them are children from wealthy families. , will become extremely topical.

As the weather got warmer, more and more scholars went to Beijing to rush for the exam. Dongshi was crowded with people from morning to night, and the cars and horses never stopped. "Youjian Tavern" has also become a fashionable place for recreation.Gu Changyan, the guest of honor for the opening, spent a lot of money, and he made it back in just a few days. Although it is still far from recovering the investment of the entire shop, she believes that it will not take long with this momentum.

Gu Yanqing's exams also went well, and he got the qualification for being a child student.

"Miss, some guests say they dare not go to the latrine after listening to ghost stories at night." Mr. Qi is a storyteller signed by Gu Changyan for a five-year contract.

"But they will come back next time." Gu Changyan gave him a reassuring look.

"Last night, it was said that Mr. Tan heard the curses of lonely ghosts every time he arrived at the barren cemetery by mistake. Some people fainted from fright." What Mr. Qi is worried about is that the business of the tavern is getting more and more prosperous. There were no empty seats for holding the lamp, and there were many dignitaries among them. If something bad happened, these people would definitely not let them off lightly.

Gu Changyan held her chin, "Add a reminder in the opening remarks, please move to the third floor if you are timid." When she first built the house, she made a simple sound transmission design.To be on the safe side, I first experimented with the maids and women in the Hibiscus Courtyard many times. After confirming the materials, I asked Gao Sheng to install them above the storyteller's position, so that the storyteller's voice could be transmitted to the second floor as much as possible. I can't hear you clearly.Therefore, the third floor is generally the first choice for guests who like to be clean.

(End of this chapter)