There are so many restaurants in Kyoto, including Wangjiang Tower, and a high-end one like Tingyu Tower, you can say less than a few hundred cents when you enter the door. Naturally, there are also places where fish and dragons are mixed, and this is the case with Hongxiang Tower.

The so-called Hongxiang Building is actually not named. It was just a small restaurant. Later, it became bigger. Because it was at the entrance of Hongxiang in West Beijing, everyone who came and went to Hongxiang Building was called Hongxiang Building, and the boss simply recognized it.

There are all kinds of things here, including mud legs, scholars, nearby yamen runners, storytellers, land rogues, and they don’t sell any valuable things, they are all snacks, side dishes, and inferior wine and fragrant tea.

This fragrant tea is not the fragrant tea in a big restaurant that is filled with various spices and diced meat, but is fryed and then cooked.

The downstairs is very spacious, with many stools and few tables. Most of them are nearby people. The air is filled with strange smell. The storyteller with gray hair on the middle platform on the first floor is talking...

"Then Lu Ming was originally a student of the Imperial College and a student of the emperor. He was as talented as seven or eight feet tall as he was. Last year, he wrote a lyrics of Lantern Festival in Yongyue Pavilion. Mr. Chen Yu also said it well, but don't underestimate this one. Who is Chen Yu? If you don't know, you're too ignorant. He is..."

The old storyteller spoke ups and downs and progressed step by step. Most of the people in the audience were idle, and there were people who had nothing to do nearby, as well as several patrol yamen runners sitting alone.

Anyone who sits here with a table is a big shot.

Even the official officer in the middle of the table could not sit even if he was nearby. The one sitting was Sun Ban Palm. The most cruel person of this generation was notorious. He would collect money from time to time to time to do shameful things. Outsiders guess that he had blood on his hands.

Even if you are a tyrant, you dare not provoke such a person. You will not suppress the local snake. Unless you just kill him at once, you will be responsible for provoking him and will be in danger for a while.

At this time, the storyteller on the stage was about to talk about the key points, and the people below listened with relish.

"After a careful discussion, I found that Li Xingzhou didn't even understand the principle of writing poetry! It was difficult to write poetry. It didn't mean that he could write it as long as he wanted. It had to be talented and beautiful, and was born with good looks..."

"What does this relationship have to do with appearance?" someone asked below.

"Of course it's related. Look at which talented man is not good-looking." Mr. Storyteller said seriously.

"I look pretty, why can't I write poetry?"

"Because you are a bad life, human life is destined to be destined. Can you still dare to compete with God?" Mr. Storyteller asked, and everyone around him burst into laughter and laughed at the boy who asked the question. The young man was embarrassed to scratch his head and smiled.

"good!"

"Okay, let's continue! Let's continue!"

"Okay, okay!"

“…”

Everyone in the audience applauded, and the gentleman laughed smugly, bowed and continued, "When Li Xingzhou said that the truth about writing poetry is not understandable. How can he write a poem that everyone applauded at the Meiyuan Poetry Conference? It is that poem...."

A scholar below the "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden" answered: "Everyone was happy to hear it. I happened to recite that poem for you." Everyone applauded, and the scholar shook his head and recited it as he said it.

"...... The frost bird wants to fall and steals his eyes first. The pink butterfly knows how to break the soul. Fortunately, there are slight chants to each other, so there is no need to share the golden master with the sandalwood board!" After the scholar bowed his hands, the storyteller continued, "It is this poem!"

"At that time, everyone here thought that Li Xingzhou didn't even know how to write such good poems, so he asked..."

When talking about conflicts, everyone in the field held their breath and concentrated their minds. The storyteller said it in a slight way, and his expression and movements made people feel as if they were in the scene.

"I was asked anxiously in the end. Li Xingzhou spoke in a panic. Seeing that he couldn't speak, he hurriedly took a few steps and asked her concubine to stop everyone, and then shouted: "You guys should go away quickly, go away quickly! If you don't leave, I will call the guardian in the mansion!" Cooperating with his panic and timid expression, everyone in the audience burst into laughter, and people kept throwing the copper plates onto the stage.

The gentleman deliberately stopped and drank a sip of tea so that more could be thrown into the copper plate, and then continued to talk about the next thing.

When he reached the climax, he looked serious and indignant, and vivid, and said exactly like him: "Although everyone saw that Li Xingzhou had no talent and was guilty of being a thief, they were afraid that Li Xingzhou would be powerful and pulled Lu Ming one after another, and told him not to say it, even if he knew, he could not say it, otherwise a few scholars from the royal palace guarding would be dead!"

Everyone in the audience immediately held their breath, and there was no sound at all. They wanted to hear the storyteller continue.

"At this moment, Lu Ming pushed away his fellow disciple who was kind to pull him, hehe!" As he said that, he slapped the table beside him, his expression was filled with indignation, as if he was saying that Lu Ming: "How to be careful? Even if I give up Lu's reputation, I will return the reputation of scholars all over the world. I cannot let those who deceive the world and steal the reputation of scholars ruin the reputation of scholars!

Seeing that Mr. Lu was ready to die, Li Xingzhou was frightened and lost his momentum. He carried the wooden board on the ground and walked away in shame with his concubine~”

As soon as the words finished, the audience applauded. Everyone liked to hear this kind of story about a righteous hero who was not afraid of evil and eventually defeated the bad guys.

"good!"

"Young Master Lu is doing well!"

"Lu Ming is a good person!"

"Then Li Xingzhou deserves..."

“……”

Everyone in the audience threw some things on the stage, and those with money lost money and those with no money left some valuable items. The whole first floor was very lively. The storyteller bowed to everyone and hurriedly put away the things in a cloth bag.

"That's all today. If you like to hear it tomorrow, I'll continue to talk to you." He said that, he smiled flatteringly and stepped down. He bowed down whenever he saw someone, and everyone applauded him and gave in.

......

As soon as he left the Hongxiang Building, the storyteller's flattering smile disappeared, but he looked disdainful: "I don't know what you want to hear yet."

As he said that, he weighed the heavy cloth bag in his hand, it must be hundreds of dollars! He was filled with joy.

He got this story from the re-user. He asked about it with a few children running around the streets and alleys. As soon as he heard the rough story, he understood what to say. Everyone likes to hear who is good and who is bad. He is not sure what kind of story he likes to hear.

After asking the children, he said that it was the scholars who gave them twenty words and asked them to run around to promote this matter.

How many scholars? He understood what was going on and which ones could be. It must be those students of Lu Ming, the Imperial College in the story. Scholars can kill people with just one mouth, and they are mean and use their means. He used to be a scholar, so he saw them a lot.

He knew that this could not be said, there was trouble, but the main reason was that everyone didn't like to listen to it, and what everyone liked to listen to was what he said.
Chapter completed!