First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 14

2021-09-03

Chapter 14 Mr. Storyteller
"I'm going to eat dirt again... "

Yang Yu murmured in his heart, a little headache.

He's been mute for several days, Shitou really screamed...

pa!
The clear and loud sound woke Yang Yu up.

He turned his head and saw that on the high platform built in the middle of the teahouse, an old man in a light shirt was photographing Xingmu.

A storyteller?
Yang Yu slightly startled, this teahouse shopkeeper is willing to.

People need entertainment.

Even an ordinary person needs some entertainment to relieve the anguish of life.

It's just that, whether it's a theater or a brothel, the consumption is too high, and it's okay to go there once in a while.

For the general public, listening to books is the most cost-effective pastime.

A dozen pennies can be used for a day.

pa!
With an eye-catching shot, the teahouse, which was still a bit lively, suddenly fell silent, but there were a few people who wanted to speak, and they closed their mouths under the stares of the audience. .

"The last time I said that 'Jilongshan' killed more than 400 officials in anger and shocked Qing State, the state owner 'Nie Wendong' was furious and led the 'Qing State Guards' to chase after him for thousands of miles!"

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"Qing State Governor Nie Wendong, born in a large Aristocratic Family, showed amazing innate talent when he was a child, and he was the top three in high school in the 16th grade. He was famous all over the world.

Later, he abandoned his pen and joined the army for 30 years. Fighting the frontiers fiercely, he has cultivated a body of martial arts that is shocking to the world.

The Qing State Guard is even more famous. The temple has always been unfavorable.

This dispatch is to suppress and kill the Jilong Mountain in the Qing State with the momentum of thunder.”

The storyteller is quite skillful. Gao, speaking in a eloquent way, vividly and vividly, he dared not to let out the atmosphere of bluffing all the spectators.

Some people even put themselves into the Jilong Mountain, only to feel that Heaven and Earth have no light, and there is no way to live, and they can't help breaking into a cold sweat.

Wow~
The folding fan shakes.

The storyteller smiled lightly, and his own servant stepped forward, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, and nodded walked past each table of guests.

"The thief picks up the birds! You know you want money!"

"Speak up, speak up! The uncle has heard it clearly, can you still give a reward?"

"Yu~"

All the spectators burst into laughter, and some generously threw out copper plates and pieces of silver.

"Telling, it seems to make a lot of money."

Looking at the bamboo basket that was handed to him, Yang Yu touched the chin and thought.

“cough cough ~”

The servant handed over the bamboo basket again, leaving Yang Yu with empty sleeves and cleaning up, so embarrassed.

He could only hold the tea, his eyes wandering, as if he didn't hear.

The little servant left in anger.

Fortunately, there are still few people like Yang Yu, and most of the spectators still offer one or two companions, and they walk around in a circle, which can be considered full.

Seeing this, the storyteller woke up again.

A 'pop' sound.

The whole room was silent.

"...Nie Wendong was forced to come, and the murderous intention was to collapse the mountains and cover the sea, and change to such as the 'Qiyun Thirteen Thieves' who have long since fled.

But that's hope Who is Longshan? His martial arts has long shaken, earth shattering, one anger, the situation changes, the second anger moves the mountains and the sea, the third anger shifts the stars!"

After several undefeated matches, the With Nie Wendong slightly injured, Jilongshan was seriously injured and escaped to Changliu Mountain, and came to an end. "

"It's just ridiculous that the Dingjun Palace Master 'Nie Wendong' thought of it. With this force, he actually forced out a green forest hero who proudly laughs at the eighteen houses of the four states! "

"It is.

After 30 years of inaction, Heaven and Earth will be overthrown at once! Wendong does not know the real hero, grass grows in his grave! "

pa!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, Mr. Storyteller lifted his robe, cup one fist in the other hand and bowed:

"Well said, cheers, everyone, It's not good, please bear with me. "

After that, I'm leaving.

"Okay!" "

The whole house cheered, and Yang Yu couldn't help but nodded.

This story is ordinary, many people know it, but it sounds like it is with keen interest. pleasure, that's the skill.

But this storyteller's accent is like a foreigner, is it just coming from outside?
"Wait, wait! "

Seeing that Mr. Storyteller was about to leave, a voice suddenly came from the second floor private room:

"What's the point of going over and over again?" Today, tell this Young Master about the back, what benefits did Jilong Mountain get in Changliu Mountain? "

"Imperial Court, do you really care?" ”

“en?”

The voice had an aloof and remote, which made the audience frown.

Someone wanted to speak, but was caught Those who knew each other grabbed hold of them.

The person who can sit on the second floor is not necessarily rich, but that person is really rich and powerful.

Someone has recognized it Who is this.

"Liu Qingqing! ”

Yang Yu also recognized the owner of this voice.

He was working in the yamen, and County Magistrate Liu Wenpeng had only met once or twice, but this Liu Qingqing, Liu Wenpeng Young Master, he has seen many times.

I have heard the story of this Eldest Young Master.

It is said that this Eldest Young Master is not good at reading, but prefers to be a man , dancing with knives and guns all day, and making trouble with his father is very unpleasant.

“When I get older, I don’t want to move. There are two games a day. Young Master wants to listen, and I will come early in the afternoon. "

The storyteller is slightly frowned, so I will decline.

"Liu Eldest Young Master!" "

Hearing this voice, the shopkeeper in the teahouse couldn't sit still, got busy and bowed his hands, and gestured nervously to the storyteller to answer quickly.

"Back to Master Liu Young, I ..."

The storyteller's face was not very good-looking, and just as he was about to refuse, he saw a yellow shadow falling in front of him, making a 'click' sound.

"Gold..."

Someone's throat rolled and his eyes were hot: "Let's talk about it, there are five taels! ”

Great Ming’s prices don’t fluctuate much.

A copper coin can buy two sesame seeds in a prime year, and in normal years, it’s just two copper coins to buy one.

Five tael of gold, in exchange for copper coins, it is 50,000 coins!

But this is only in theory, gold is much more precious than copper coins, the overwhelming majority present, simply did not see What does gold look like.

Many people stretched their necks to see.

“…I dare not be a Young Master reward. ”

The storyteller was stunned for a while before picking up the gold through gritted teeth, but instead of putting it in his pocket, he put it on the long table and dared not accept it.

Although he is an outsider, he has also heard of the name 'Sanchi Liu'.

How dare he accept his son's money?
"Since Master Young likes it, let's talk about it. "

Mr. Storyteller admitted his plantation, woke up with a shot, read an opening poem first, and then said slowly.

"The great defeat of Changliu Mountain spread all over the world, what happened to the Emperor Laozi's face?" Can it hang? The Old Sovereign Emperor was furious and ordered Nie Wendong to capture him and send him to the capital. "

"...The Changliu Mountain stretches for an unknown number of miles, with the high mountains and dense forests and even more miasma. The murderers, Nie Wendong encircled and suppressed several times, not only did not succeed, but the losses were not small...

It didn't come to an end until the Old Sovereign. "

......

"But who knows, after several years now, I have heard about this from nowhere, and I heard that Nie Wendong has not yet brought Jilongshan to justice, and immediately Furious, he nearly beheaded him.

Fortunately, the ministers persuaded him to save his life. But I also know that if I can't kill Jilong Mountain, I'm afraid that my future will be hopeless, and my life will end sooner or later..."

"... Once again without success, Nie Wendong has no choice but to Letter to Imperial Court, I wanted to resign, but invited another great character who is famous all over the world!
It is said that this is a classmate of his when he was studying! "

......

Speaking of this, Mr. Storyteller's voice stopped.

As usual, he wanted to go out and ask for money, but he didn't wait for the servant. In response, the voice upstairs rang again:
"Famous? Is a person, can be famous in the world? Sure enough, he is a storyteller..."

"Uh..."

The storyteller forcibly swallowed back the money.

Yang Yu shook his head when he saw it. The level of human persecution has indeed dropped. In the latter part, Mr. Storyteller is obviously not interested in the previous part.

There is a sense of urgency to end it as soon as possible.

“Young Master is speaking poorly, this is A great character, I must have heard the name. "

Mr. Storyteller was obviously displeased, but he didn't dare to attack, so he could only softly say:
"This is Xu Wenji, known as Yi Ye Qingtian, also known as Gangfeng..."

(end of this chapter)