Turbulent Times Chapter 1419: Wei Zheng, the great man of the ages
"In addition, how can poor people afford to read? Most of those who can afford to read have a certain family background. If we can make them sincerely serve us, we can get many small nobles and small landlords through them. support..."
Liu Jicheng, Wei Daoer and other people who have recently joined the Far Eastern Army looked at the map and listened to the voices of discussions that kept coming to their ears. They were in the power center of the Far Eastern Army, and they felt the Far Eastern Army for the first time. With a strong style of acting and wild ambitions, but he also sees Wenzhiwugong and the prosperity of the country and the army so clearly. Under the leadership of Wang Junlin, any expansion should be done without leaving any hidden dangers.
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Wei Zheng knows that teahouses and taverns are always the best places to learn about a place.
Seeing the imposing Fanyang Teahouse in front of him, he followed two young men in blue Fanyang College student uniforms to the teahouse.
Just after entering the door, the thick curtain was drawn down, and Wei Zheng found that the hustle and bustle of the market was cut off by the curtain.
It turned out to be a world of small bridges and flowing water. The flowers and trees with thick branches and leaves divided a teahouse in Nuo Da into countless small worlds.
The two young men obviously had an appointment with someone else, and after entering the door, a waiter led them to a private room full of bamboo.
Wei Zheng carefully observed a branch of peach blossom with his hands behind his back, always felt that something was wrong, where did the peach blossom come from at this time, especially this peach blossom was rigid and lifeless, he touched his hand, and then laughed silently. The trunk is a real branch, but the delicate peach blossoms on it are made of a material he has never seen before.
A guy in a green coat and a small cap stood behind with a smile, without urging him, waiting for Wei Zheng to speak and then to come forward to serve him.
Wei Zheng withdrew his hand, smiled and said to the man, "Where there are many people, take me there. It's been a lonely journey for too long."
The man has no doubt that there are too many foreigners who come to the teahouse to inquire about some news, so he quickly saluted and said: "Since sir likes to be lively, you might as well go to the teahouse, where there happens to be a tea doctor cooking tea, and a storyteller , it is the most lively."
Wei Zheng nodded, and followed the man who led the way sideways, passing through a green vine
Man, walked through a long corridor, and there was an empty space in front of him.
The clerk stretched his neck and glanced at the teahouse, pointed to a table by the side and said with a smile: "You came at the right time, the doctor of tea is cooking the tea for the first time, and the storyteller Zhang Laoba is also preparing As the saying goes."
Wei Zheng smiled, and followed the waiter to the table, ordered some small items, ordered a pot of tea, sipped the tea slowly, and waited for the words of the listener.
Storytellers had already appeared in the Han Dynasty, but they were not very popular in the Sui Dynasty today. The real and thorough popularity came after Xiaoyu Theater quickly opened branches in counties and counties across the country.
In the past, storytellers could only gather three or five common people in the market and the countryside, and tell stories about strange novels, legends of strange people, folk tales in temples, heroes in troubled times, and so on.
After gradually entering teahouses, Goulan, and Wasi, there were new changes, the content was more refined, and the stories were more exciting.
But now, because of the Xiaoyu Theater, it has become popular all over the world mainly in the form of talking about the past and the present.
The drama tickets of Xiaoyu Theater are relatively more expensive. In the troubled times these years, there are fewer and fewer rich people, so every time the storyteller listens to the crowds and hears the wonderful stories, the crowd shouts and scolds them. There are those who burst into tears, and there are also many who are happy and happy.
Wei Zheng has been working so hard these days, sitting in a teahouse, tasting tea, and listening to stories is a very pleasant thing for him, especially when the storyteller's ruler in this Fanyang teahouse rang, Wei Zheng The warm smile on his face made him even more comfortable.
There is no other, just because the storyteller didn't talk about any strange anecdotes today, but what he talked about last year was the great battle where the emperor of the Sui Dynasty was besieged by the Turkic people, and the army of all the counties in the world fought against King Qin.
In the storyteller's mouth, Qin An Wang Wang Junlin killed countless enemies like a demon god, a huge knife is like a living dragon, a blood-maned demon horse under his crotch, red eyes, and fangs on his mouth, Qin An Wang He rushed into the 400,000 Turkic camp alone, and fought against the 400,000 Turkic army alone, stirring up the Turkic army.
After experiencing the initial shock, Wei Zheng quickly calmed down, enjoying tea and nuts, listening to the exaggerated words in the storyteller's mouth.
In the crowd
Amidst the applause, the storyteller finally finished telling the story. According to Wei Zheng's understanding of the story, this story should be the housekeeping story of the storyteller named Zhang Laoba.
It is very good in terms of fun, storytelling, and characterization. It is a rare story.
At the same time, he also discovered an interesting phenomenon, that is, this story is definitely not something that a storyteller on the street can make up. A fine product after careful processing.
But he didn't know that this was in response to Wang Junlin's intention. Whether it was Xiaoyu Theater or other teahouses and restaurants, from the lowest level soldiers to the battalion commanders, to ordinary people and officials, they all needed to have a belief. This is very effective for the cohesion of Wang Junlin's group during the war, it can greatly improve the efficiency of operations, and it can also make the people have full confidence in the Qin Anwang group that ruled them.
Although Wei Zheng didn't know what Wang Junlin meant, but after all, he was a great man with a long history. He vaguely felt that this was very good. People in the world are ignorant and like to listen to things that suit their own tastes. The heart of death has great benefits.
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When Wei Zheng came out from the teahouse, Liu Ziming had been waiting downstairs for a long time.
Wei Zheng was taken aback by his whereabouts being known by the court of the Far Eastern Army. You must know that he didn't tell anyone about his trip to the east except his own son at home, and the most important thing is that he is just a small person.
After learning that the person who came to pick him up turned out to be someone like a prime minister under Wang Junlin's command, he was naturally surprised as well as surprised. After all, although he was quite proud, he also believed that he was entitled to such treatment. Wuyang County still has some reputation, but in the whole world, not many people know about it.
No matter why Wang Junlin values himself so much, this matter is a bit weird, but it is always a good thing to be valued and looked up to.
Liu Ziming personally led people to take Wei Zheng and his party to the post house in Fanyang County to settle down, and personally hosted a banquet to welcome the wind and dust.
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