Aspirations for Nation and Beauty: Section 3 Storytelling

This soul-shattering sentence almost caused Wufeng's already subdued desire to spread, he took a long breath, and managed to control it, Wufeng took a sip of the big cow from the tea bowl, Only then did he answer: "Why are you bothering me? I can't wait for my brother."

The sound of "beep" drew everyone's attention to the front again, and the storyteller slapped Zhenmu on the high table hard, and started today's performance.

"Everyone, last time it was said that Master Li led the Fourth Regiment of the Third Division of the Imperial City Guards Corps to cross the Zhegu Pass and enter the border of Bonan. You may want to ask, Mr. Li was just a small regiment leader of the third division at that time, why did the local government give such a warm welcome?" Appetite, at the very beginning, raised a question that made everyone feel puzzled.

"Our Master Li is famous far and wide, those people want to curry favor with Master Li?" A middle-aged man with his shirt open replied.

"No! At that time, Mr. Li was only a regimental captain, and not many of us locals in the Northwest knew him at all." A middle-aged man who looked a bit gentle retorted.

"That's right, Mr. Li has never been to our northwest before, so those people probably don't know him." A man who looked like an old businessman also echoed.

"It must be Mr. Li, who walks like a dragon and walks like a tiger, with a majestic appearance. The people in the government saw how extraordinary Mr. Li is, so they warmly received him." Another young man in brown clothes made a smart guess.

"Yes, yes." Some young tea drinkers agree with this view, while other older tea drinkers disagree. Although they also admire their current parent officer, they also feel that this The reason was a bit far-fetched, but no one raised any objections, maybe because they didn't want to spoil those young people.

As soon as Guan Yingying heard that the protagonist of the story was actually her lover, she was happy and quietly said to Wufeng: "Brother Feng, they are talking about you."

Wufeng was also a little surprised. Although many of the empire's victorious battles were the best subjects for storytellers, Wufeng was still a little surprised to hear that the storytellers made their own experiences into stories. He turned around. , clenched his fists at the two businessmen sitting behind him, "Excuse me, I want to ask what story the storyteller told just now?"

The two businessmen looked in disbelief, and looked Wufeng up and down, and then the businessman surnamed Du replied in a contemptuous tone: "Where do you come from? Your accent is also from Tang Dynasty. Have you never even heard of "The Legend of the Heroes of the Empire"? Could it be that you ran out of the Dahengduan Mountains?"

"Even the Gaoyue people in the Dahengduan Mountains know our Master Li's famous name? This guy is probably an idiot, right?" The businessman surnamed Meng said dismissively.

Wu Feng suddenly felt embarrassed, and before he had time to answer, Guan Yingying had already interjected: "I'm sorry, two, my brother just wanted to ask about the content of this story, of course we have long admired Mr. Li's famous name. "

"Oh, this play is called "The Legend of the Heroes of the Empire". It tells the story of Lord Li defeating the Luobei people three times, subduing the Gaoyue people, and quelling the northwest rebellion. This is the most popular joke in the empire now. Why don't you Know?" For the beauty's sake, the businessman surnamed Du softened his tone.

"So that's how it is. This play must be new. My husband and I haven't gone out for a long time, and we've been staying at home, so we're a little ignorant. I'm really sorry." Wu Feng quickly apologized.

"Hmph, there are still young people who don't know about "The Legend of the Heroes of the Empire". The book in the bookstore is out of print. It's really strange." The businessman surnamed Du shook his head like a child The appearance of teaching.

Wufeng had no choice but to lower his head with a wry smile and stopped speaking, so as not to attract more attacks.

"You don't need to fight any more. In fact, the reason is very simple. The officials of Bonan Mansion are too eager for the empire to defeat Luo Beiren in one fell swoop. Why? Because almost every year, the Luobei people's cavalry will rush into our northwest elephants. Locusts raided and looted like locusts. Of course, Qingyang was the first to bear the brunt, but Guide and Bonan were not much better. These officials couldn't stop the looting of the Luobei people, so they had to hide in the city every year, hiding inside and not daring to leave the city. Even though the Luobei people are rampant outside the city, they are also suffering. This time the imperial army marched into the northwest, intending to wipe out the problem of the Luobei people in one fell swoop. Of course, it won the warm welcome of the officials of the government. Even though Guo is a small group leader, he has been warmly received by the local government." Then the tall and thin old man calmly told the whole story.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the storyteller, and Wufeng and Yingying were able to sit quietly and enjoy the storyteller's performance. To be honest, the stories of the storyteller have added a lot of his own conjectures and fictions. The real plot is not as complicated and suspenseful as imagined, but maybe this is artistic processing, not only for the needs of shaping and portraying characters, but also for making the story The plot is more expressive. Wufeng is the protagonist of the story, but he himself is in the audience, appreciating his legendary experience safely, and he also finds it a bit funny. But it seemed that all the audience were immersed in the storyteller's plot, even Yingying beside her seemed to be intoxicated by it, listening so intently that she didn't even notice that Wufeng motioned him to leave.

When Wufeng gently touched Yingying to signal to leave, Yingying was still reluctant to leave: "Brother Feng, listen to me for a while, if we leave now, maybe we will provoke public outrage. .”

Wufeng looked around, and couldn't help crying secretly. The whole teahouse was overcrowded, but it was very quiet, and they were all engrossed in listening to the reader's performance. The speaker is full of eloquence and enthusiasm, and the listener sighs and praises, fascinated. Even those tea doctors stopped working and stood aside watching the performance with great interest. As soon as I left, I am afraid that I will immediately cause dissatisfaction from the storyteller and the audience. Maybe the two businessmen behind me will tell the story just now, and if some good people add fuel and jealousy, I am afraid that I will really be unable to bear it.

But sitting here all the time listening to the storyteller tell his own story is really unpleasant, so I can't help but look around carefully to see if there is a suitable passage that allows me to sneak out quietly. But the passages of this teahouse are all on one side far away from him, and the toilet is on the other. You can't be a manly man, so let's go over the wall of the toilet. Forget it, forget it, I have to stay here for a while longer.

Guan Yingying saw that her lover was sitting on pins and needles, and quietly comforted him: "Brother Feng, you just stay for a while, it's rare to come out, if you don't want to hear, you can do it here and rest for a while."

Wufeng had no choice but to get rid of distracting thoughts and wanted to take a rest, but what Morun reported in the afternoon immediately came out of his mind.

How to deal with it? The Julius also come from nomads. Its attachment can not only greatly affect the direction of the small nomadic tribes adjacent to it, but it is also willing to accept the management of the local government like other people in the territory, so it can also choose from among them. Many cavalry were recruited. These nomads were born on horseback and grew up on horseback. They were born excellent riders, and they could become excellent cavalry warriors with a little training.

It is difficult to accept their consequences. The Luobei people will never be unresponsive to this. Once the northern trade route is cut off, the entire Northwest economy will suffer an unbearable blow. This is also unacceptable to Wufeng . However, the attachment of the Yuli people is of great significance. The attitude of the Northwest County Government will directly affect the attitude of the nomads on the Tengger Grassland in the future, which is also crucial to their own hegemony in the future.

How to find a balance between the two is really quite difficult. But no matter how difficult it is, I'm afraid I have to overcome it. This guy Mo Lun is really good at picking the time, he doesn't pick it early, he doesn't pick it late, but he picks it at this time, but it can't be blamed on Mo Lun.

Thinking of Morun, Wufeng thought of the conversation between the two people from the Western Continent just now. It seems that Qingyang Mansion's investment and immigration work is quite solid. The people from the government also came to learn~IndoMTL.com~ The time passed by in such wild thoughts, when Wufeng heard the sound of "beep", he said, "Everyone, this is the end of today's book, everyone Please be early tomorrow!"

After a burst of noise, most of the tea customers in the teahouse dispersed. It seems that many tea customers in this teahouse came for the storytelling. , and the rest all went back home one after another.

Wufeng and Yingying also walked out of the teahouse with the flow of people, and the guards who had already been fidgeting outside quickly greeted them. Follow Wufeng and Guan Yingying to leave.

It gets dark very late in summer in the Northwest. It is already past nine o'clock in the evening. Take the opportunity to go to the night market, and from time to time you can see the patrolling police walking around dutifully.

Wufeng didn't want to ostentatiously walk through the market anymore, so he dragged Yingying back to the mansion under the guard of the guards. As soon as she returned to the mansion, Di Leina, who greeted her, told Wufeng that Mr. Jin Ningjin from the Intelligence Agency had been waiting in the living room for a long time, saying that there was an emergency to report.

Before Wu Feng even had time to change his clothes, he came to the living room. He knew it must be something very urgent, otherwise Jin Ning wouldn't have come to the house to wait for him in person, and he could have waited until the next day for the festival. The degree makes the office report to himself.

"My lord!" Seeing Wufeng coming in, Jin Ning quickly stood up and prepared to salute.

Wufeng waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down, and he also sat down casually.

"I have urgent information about Luzon to report to your lord." Jin Ning cut to the chase.

"Speak." Wufeng's ears perked up when he heard the word Lu Song.