In a teahouse in the west of the county seat of Nan'an County, a storyteller was telling the story of the eldest prince's expedition to Chengguo.
This storyteller is over half a hundred years old, his hair is bald early, he is not tall, his head is like a big wheel, with a green hair;
Beside him, stood a chubby apprentice who was a head taller than him.
Mr. Guo's surname is Guo, with one word and one knife, but this is not his real name. This kind of master who makes a living in the world rarely uses his real name to show up.
Mr. Guo originally liked to talk about the love affairs of the big family, which girl hooked up with which poor scholar, which wife had a tryst at night with the carpenter surnamed Wang next door, and so on;
Later at night, someone hit me with a sap stick, my head was bleeding, and I almost died. After that, I didn¡¯t dare to talk about it anymore;
?And with the continuous rise of foreign wars in Yan State, Mr. Guo began to talk about the magnificent wars that Yan people love to hear most. For this reason, he rejuvenated his career. Several teahouses wanted to spend money to recruit him.
What is being told in the hall right now is the story of the First Prince leading an army into Chengguo. It is very time-sensitive and has attracted many audiences. It's just that the story is true or false, and some of it is fake. If it is a parallel import, no one will know.
All I know is that the adults in the court want to see the battle report and military situation, and they have to wait for a long time for the eight hundred miles to rush over.
Over there, the First Prince has just entered Cheng Kingdom,
Here, in Mr. Guo's story, the eldest prince has already taken the lead and personally beheaded several savages, Mr. Wan.
The apprentice next to him, simple and honest, had just been promoted to the stage, and he was only responsible for flattering and not saying unnecessary words, but every time he opened his mouth, he seemed to be asking questions for the audience below.
After asking and answering, the story is well told, it is really exciting and delicious.
The audience didn't try to verify whether the story was true or not, and they didn't think about how the storyteller could know the situation on the front line earlier than the military situation.
Yan people, in the past two years, I have been drunk by one victory after another. Anyway, I won, so how can you brag that we men are comfortable.
Yan Xiaoliu, the chief catcher of the county government office who has been in office for less than two months, is also leaning against the door of the teahouse at this time, listening to Mr. Guo telling stories with a smile.
When this Yan catcher first took office, many people in the yamen looked at him as young, and they all privately said that he was the brother-in-law of the county magistrate and concubine's concubine. Presumably, he was also a rich man who relied on connections.
The water in the yamen is deep, and the county yamen is sometimes the magistrate of the county, who says he will be evacuated if he says he is evacuated. Therefore, the people below did not take him seriously at first.
But who knows, it has only been seven days since the head catcher Yan came here, and he has tidied up the group of head catchers under his hand, just like the boss. Zao Li, each class has a secretary, and he has opened up the relationship.
He is not arrogant, knows the etiquette to advance and retreat, but makes you dare not despise him. If you are in a yamen, if everyone is polite to you, it will be difficult to live a unhappy life.
Nan'an County is located in Tiancheng County. It is not very close to the capital, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the distance. It cannot be regarded as the foot of the emperor, but you can vaguely smell the athlete's foot.
In addition, in the past two years, His Majesty has repeatedly engaged in wars, making prisoners extremely tight. However, those who have everything, ranging from robbers to stealing an egg from a neighbor's house, are all sent to the front line.
Let¡¯s say it¡¯s a severe punishment, but it¡¯s hard for people to say ¡°no¡±. After all, no matter what the contradiction is, as long as there are victories outside, it¡¯s not considered a contradiction, but the law and order atmosphere really makes people feel The feeling of "like spring breeze".
Because of this, Yan Tutou has nothing to do on weekdays. As a rule, he collects filial piety on the street, and then leads a group of brothers wandering around. The life is quite leisurely.
The shopkeeper in the teahouse saw Yan Butou coming, and immediately came over to invite him to the upper seat on the second floor, but Yan Butou refused, saying that he was on business and it was not convenient for him to go in, so he grabbed a handful from the second-floor pocket. Guazi, listening while nibbling.
The shopkeeper brought another small bench with a cup of tea on it, and bowed:
"You use it."
"hehe."
Yan Butou was not a stingy person, so he took out two pieces of silver from his pocket, one was money for tea and the other was for Mr. Guo.
The protection fee just collected from the rouge shop in front still smells like powder.
"You are generous."
The shopkeeper didn't refuse. Drinking tea in a restaurant and rewarding artisans is a very prestigious thing. If you insist on not accepting it, you will not give the master face.
Treating the matter of fighting in front of the battle and gaining military merits with one's life as a search for something, this is too insolent to say. When the rivers and lakes are shallow, they can often breed snakes. What will happen in the future is still unknown also.
Yan catcher heard the words and said with a smile:
"Coincidentally, one of my brothers said this in his early years, before joining the army."
"Haha, he was bragging, brother and I are different!"
Yan Bu raised his head and let out a long sigh,
said with emotion:
"Don't say it, I really miss my brother a little bit, it's been almost a year."
"Dead in battle?"
"" Yan Xiaoliu.
Ran Min saw that Yan Tutou did not speak,
With a serious look on his face, he said:
"He is a man. Since he died for my Yan, he should be respected. Come, brother Yan, let's have a glass of wine to respect your deceased brother!"
"Hehehe." Yan Xiaoliu laughed, his stomach ached from laughing, but he still nodded, reaching out to hold the same flagon with Ran Min,
mouth down,
The wine was spilled on the ground.
"Brothers, let's go on the road with peace of mind!"
"Ah Choo!"
General Zheng, who had just been helped by Si Niang to sit by the bed and drink chicken soup, sneezed loudly and almost spilled the chicken soup in his hand.