After wearing the book, she became the emperor's favorite

Chapter 124 I Want To Be A Carefree Little Waste

It is precisely because of this last candied haws that they became acquainted.

Since then, he has never eaten candied haws again.

It's just some past years, and she probably won't remember it now.

So naturally there is no need to know that.

"Well, you've lost a lot of fun then."

Hong Shi thought, why would anyone not like eating candied haws?

People who don't like to eat it really lose a lot.

"The storytelling place is just ahead, go in early."

Jun Jixue reminded me.

"Is there a road ahead?" Hong Shi remembered that this street was coming to an end, and there was no way to go any further.

"Wusanzhai is the last one."

Jun Jixue smiled softly, her voice was nice.

"Oh, I don't know the way to the place of storytelling."

Hong Shi felt a little embarrassed.

She is really academic rubbish, finally able to remember the end of the road once.

I don't know what's at the end of it.

But after knowing it, I realized what Jun Jixue said.

Wusanzhai, the name is quite interesting.

But at the same time, it also reminded Hong Pick up of the fear of being dominated by Wu San in high school.

Five Three, a high school nightmare.

Five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulation, you deserve it.

Well, it's definitely not the reason why it was called Wusanzhai, but it brought back her memories.

But she has other problems.

I heard that there are many guests in the storytelling place of Liyuan.

But she felt that the only not-so-good place was that it was located at the corner of the long alley, where it could attract more guests.

So, there are still some contradictions.

"Can I ask you two questions?"

Taking advantage of the walking time, Hong Shi opened his mouth impressively.

"Of course, you can tell me, I'll listen."

Jun Jixue smiled gently, very doting.

"Why is it called Wusanzhai? And it's so far away, and it's at the end of the long street. Will there be so many guests?"

She expressed her confusion. The second question was not very important, mainly because she wanted to hear the answer to the first question.

"Wusanzhai, the founding ancestor of Beiliang in the past lived to be 530 years old, so Wusan should be used to pay homage to the ancestors."

"As for the large number of listeners, the reason should be that the storytellers speak well. You know, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys."

Jun Jixue thought about it for a while, and then spoke at a leisurely pace.

"That's the ancestor of the Murong family. It's really a long life to be able to live to 530 years old."

Hong Shi couldn't bear to sigh.

As far as she knew, there were very few people in the Northern Liang Kingdom who could live to be hundreds of years old in the past thousand years.

Even Dazong Xiuxian, who lived a little longer, could only live to be two hundred years old.

"It's not surprising. After living for a long time, you will look down on the world of mortals and feel quite boring."

Jun Jixue glanced at Hongshi.

Satisfaction flashed across his eyes, he just felt that if he could be with the person he liked, even for a day or two, he would be willing.

Just as they were talking, a few of them had already walked into Wusanzhai.

After walking for a long time, I heard the applause getting closer.

The applause and exclamations that came from time to time seemed to indicate that this was a very lively place.

Hong Shi and the three of them went straight through the crowd sitting on the first floor and came to the cubicle on the second floor.

It's very dark here.

It's that kind of ambiguity.

There is a stage in the center of the venue, which should be prepared for the storyteller.

And there are very few women off the court, most of them are men.In twos and threes, or more people gather around a table.

On the table are delicious food and wine, as well as several plates of peanuts.The atmosphere of listening to books is very good. They may be familiar with each other, or they may not understand each other at all.

But get together.

Very lively, slightly noisy.

So the compartment on the second floor is also a good place to go.

And in the compartment, it really looks like a high-end atmosphere.

There are tea, snacks and melon seeds in it.

There is no one on stage yet, it should be because today's storytelling has not yet started.

But after only a short while, the court was already full of people.

"It's a good thing we came early, the audience is already full of people, it's really terrifying!"

Hong Shi secretly sighed, fortunately they came relatively early.

Otherwise it would be crowded.

"This storyteller does have some skills."

Jun Jixue nodded.

He rarely listens to books, but is used to drinking in pubs.

Sometimes I drink for a whole day, and then I get drunk, laugh and cry, and sleep for a few days when I am tired.

"I don't know what kind of story he is telling?"

Hong Shiwu thought to herself that even writing novels and reading novels has its own type, and so is storytelling.

"Ordinary storytellers will talk about the kind of gifted scholars, beautiful ladies, romantic lovers, etc. But this one is different. He likes to tell stories about those characters who are legends about gods and couples."

Jun Jixue looked at Hongshi's pensive eyes, and explained aloud.

Suddenly, his eyes flicked across the stage.

I saw an extra table on the stage and a very old and dilapidated gavel.

Then he saw an old man standing behind the table with a long white beard hanging down.

"Both of you quickly cover your ears."

He reminded again quickly.

Hearing this, Hong Shi and Ye Nanqiang naturally covered their ears quickly.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The gong sounded, shaking everywhere.

It should be to remind the laughing guests to calm down, but the sound was a bit deafening in this relatively confined space.

That's why Jun Jixue reminded them both.

After the sound of the gong, Hong Shi let go of her tightly clasped hands.

By the way, I picked out my ears.

If I knew she would have covered her even tighter, the three gong sounds almost sent her away.

However, it is also appropriate for the storyteller to do so.

After all, there are too many people. If you want to be quiet and solemn quickly, the sound of the gong must be loud.

It is also to attract and concentrate the attention of the people off the field.

Indeed, after the guests off the court heard the sound of the gong.They all packed up their food and drinks to welcome the storyteller.

An old voice came out of nowhere.

"There are many stars in the sky and the moon is unclear, and the people on the ground are full of unease. The birds in the trees are full of voices and chaotic, and the fish in the river are too many and the water is not clear."

interrupted her thoughts.

Hong Shi came back to his senses, only to see an old man on the stage.

Looking up, the old man was dressed in white coarse cloth clothes, with white hair and a childlike face, in a very hale and hearty spirit.

Xingmu opened his mouth one by one, carefully scrutinizing the whole story.

The old man held a Xingmu in his hand, and looked like a storyteller.

And this person's opening remarks are quite special.

It is not as elegant as opera, and it does not have the state of spring and snow, but it is very popular.

"This opening statement is quite reasonable. When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when people observe it, there will be no disciples."

Hong Shi couldn't help but make a few comments.

"I can't tell that our little girl is still such a sober person."

Jun Jixue looked at Hongshi with a thoughtful look.

Smiling silently, this little girl is really becoming more and more sensible.

It is really helpless to be tired by the world.

"Yes, I also feel that I am very sober, almost sober in the world."

Hong Shi followed his words, inexplicably a little cute.

Isn't she a sober person?Sober people are the most absurd and the most ridiculous.

She just wants to be a carefree little waste, eating and drinking and being taken care of.

It's just that, sometimes, I have to see through everything and pretend that I don't understand anything.

That would be pathetic and ridiculous.

"Let's drink tea."

Jun Jixue lifted the teapot and poured two cups of tea.

A cup was pushed in front of Hong Shi, and a cup was pushed in front of Ye Nanqiang.

"Thank you!" Hong Shi said.

　"What do you want to do in the future?"

　　"I want to save all sentient beings, what about you, what do you want to do?"

　　"Then I'll be a sentient being."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)