Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 111 Storytelling
Following Qin Guzhi's departure, the legend about Princess Tianxiang became more popular in the capital.

The storyteller in the teahouse performed it vividly.

No matter those high-ranking officials or ordinary people, they always like to drink a pot of tea when they have free time and listen to the stories of the storyteller.

For these common people, it is even more interesting to get a plate of peanuts for a lot of money.

It was in a teahouse near the pier, and it was full of people.

Those young men who had just got off work from the pier filled the entire teahouse.

The owner of this teahouse has been working at the dock for more than ten years. Because he was hit by falling goods during the transportation process, half of his leg was broken. He managed to save his life, but he became disabled and could no longer work on the dock. Work to earn money.

The foreman threw him a piece of silver and sent him off.

It was the workers who took pity on him, pooled some money together, and helped him open a teahouse to make ends meet. These dock workers also had a place to rest.

The store owner and his wife run the teahouse together, because they are grateful for the help of the workers, so the food is very sufficient, and the tea can be refilled all the time, and the good dishes cooked by the store lady are not impressive, but compared to The pig food provided by the foremen is a thousand times stronger.

And the price is not expensive, so those workers will come over intermittently for a tooth sacrifice.

Even if there are occasional people who are short of money and have no money, they will be exempted immediately.

Over time, his teahouse has become the most prosperous teahouse in the nearby wharf.

Everyone likes to gather here, chatting, bragging, talking about the mountains, the most relaxed.

I don't know when it started, an old man who was half blind came here. The old man was dressed in shabby clothes, his arms were exposed in the winter, and his lips were purple from the cold. He came to the teahouse.

The store gave him food and hot tea, and when he recovered, he decided to stay and talk in the teahouse.

Unexpectedly, the old man was full of stories, and he told them the same stories every day, which attracted Wuyang Wuyang, a dock worker, to come over.

Even those foremen couldn't help but quietly ran over to listen to his storytelling.

On this day, he happened to talk about some legends about Princess Tianxiang.

In other words, when Princess Tianxiang was born, red clouds fell from the sky, covering the sky for half a day. In the red clouds, beautiful birds flew by, and their chirping sounds were melodious, like ding-dong spring water falling in people's hearts.

Flocks of birds flew by, bringing flowers in full bloom all over the sky, and the air was filled with refreshing fragrance.

This is also the origin of the title of Princess Tianxiang.

It is said that Princess Tianxiang has been intelligent since she was a child, has a photographic memory, and looks icy and cute, like a fairy child from heaven descending to earth.

She was honored as a saint by the Yi people and worshiped.

Some people also said that Princess Tianxiang is a messenger sent by God with extraordinary talents, who can know the past and the future.

The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to talk.

Among them, a tall man with a square face, one-line eyebrows, and a tall man, was not angry for a while after hearing the storyteller's eloquent narration.

He threw a handful of melon seeds in his hand on the table, stood up, and interrupted the storyteller.

"You old man, I have talked a lot about it, and I don't understand it. Why is it so mysterious? Ah, what kind of goddess, what kind of descendant, who knows the past and the future, if you know her, why don't you know how to give them the barbarians to avoid disasters?" Ah, haha, I heard that there was a plague over there, but thousands of people died."

The man spoke loudly to the people around him, gesticulating while speaking, the gloating in his tone was obvious.

Some people also echoed: "That's right, if you are so powerful, why come to our Great Xia Dynasty to talk about peace?"

Princess Tianxiang came to peace talks, and this matter has already spread throughout the capital.

For the people of the Great Xia Dynasty, this is undoubtedly a topic of conversation in their spare time, and they can even be proud of it.

After all, even if the princess is superior, she has to bow her head to Da Xia Chao.

The man walked unsteadily in front of the old storyteller.

The storyteller raised his head to look at the man with half of his cloudy eyes open.

"Old man, you have been talking about the book here for half a year, let me ask you, have you seen all the things you said?"

The storyteller said: "Naturally not, it's just some records and legends, just bring them out to make everyone laugh."

"Then look, aren't you talking nonsense?" The man suddenly raised his voice.

"The big guy said, right? Telling the story, we can accept Yang Zongbao and Xiaobaicai. The princess Tianxiang you mentioned has great powers. I don't think you are a spy sent by Huoyi. ? And spread the word that this little girl is good. If she is good, why didn’t she find a husband’s family for herself first, and go to our Daxia Dynasty to find a man. I think it’s crazy, ah, hahaha!"

The man winked and winked, but he didn't hold back his words.

It caused other people to follow suit.

"It's just..."

"Don't be those men of the Huoyi tribe, who are big and thick, Princess Tianxiang likes those with thin skin and tender flesh?"

"Hey, speaking of thin skin and tender meat, I think Li San is fine with you. Look, you have tender skin and arms." One of them said, and began to tease the people who sat drinking tea together.

The one called Li San spat at the man and said, "Go, go, what Princess Tianxiang, she likes me, but I still don't like her, who knows what she looks like!"

The laughter in the room became louder and louder, and the words became more and more vulgar.

The old storyteller couldn't get in his mouth, so he just sat quietly aside, but the shopkeeper ran out from behind.

"What's going on, what's going on, brothers, but what's the matter?"

The man often drinks tea here, so he is familiar with the owner of the store. He smiled a few words and said, "It's just some gossip, what's the matter, it's all right, go and do it!"

There are a lot of people here today, and the lady of the store is too busy, so the store also went to the back to help.

"Everyone go on, everyone go on, turn around, I will give you a plate of a new dish that our husband and wife just came up with, fennel beans, everyone, try it."

As soon as the shopkeeper's voice fell, everyone became happy.

"That's a good thing, hurry up, go up."

Seeing that everyone changed the subject, the shopkeeper naturally agreed, and brought it out after a while.

There is a small plate on each table, and the fennel beans are slowly filled on the plate, which is delicious and delicious.

The shopkeeper also gave the storyteller a plate, and said with a smile, "Try it too."

He lowered his voice again and whispered in his ear, "These people are just talking, don't worry about it, they are talking about books, of course they are talking to everyone who is interested, you should rest first."

The storyteller nodded, his eyes were as calm as ancient wells.

Tried the fennel beans, most of them fell apart, it's good to have this little rest time, it's time to start working.

The man actually drank a few sips of wine, so he spoke recklessly just now.

(End of this chapter)