Want to win the palace fight? Better to be crazy than to be idiotic!

Su Feiran couldn't tell a story, but what was so difficult about telling a story to make everyone happy?

Su Feiran took a square cake from the table as a wake-up call and walked in front of everyone. She sat behind the table like a storyteller and slammed the cake in her hand against the table.

boom!

He really has the style of a storyteller.

Everyone looked closely and saw that after such a fierce collision, the square cake in Su Feiran's hand only had some crumbs falling off, and there was not even a crack on the surface.

Lin Xiuqing pondered for a moment, and told Yu Liu who was sitting behind him: "Tell the kitchen not to make this kind of square cake in the future."

——If it were harder, it could be used as a weapon.

Lin Xiuqing swallowed the second half of his words.

Yuxiao couldn't find a folding fan, so she ran to the yard, picked up a few fallen lotus and magnolia leaves, brushed off the dust on the leaves, tied them into a string with silk thread, and handed them to Su Feiran.

Su Feiran didn't think this thing was shabby. Having something in hand was always better than having nothing, so he immediately took it in his hand and fanned it seriously.

Following the sound, he applauded to build momentum for his master, saying, "Great! I have long heard of Mr. Su from the capital. I wonder what Mr. Su is talking about today?"

Someone was playing with Su Feiran, and Su Feiran immediately became excited. He waved the leaf fan in his hand and said proudly: "The play I am telling today is called "The Domineering Shopkeeper and the Pretty Waiter"!"

Xie Zhiqi burst out laughing. She had become familiar with Su Feiran during this period of time, and she also learned to ignore the status of others like her. In front of everyone, Xie Zhiqi did not even think about giving face to Liu Ronghua, who was of a higher position. She immediately laughed and said:

"What Empress Xian wants to hear is about talented men and beautiful women. How can the shopkeeper and the waiter you are talking about be considered talented men and beautiful women?"

"Besides, shopkeepers all want to do business, and businessmen usually greet people with a smile, so how can they be called 'overbearing'? I say, Liu Ronghua, there must be a limit to your nonsense!"

Although Xie Zhiqi was trying to sabotage someone, the questions she asked whetted the appetite of everyone present.

Not to mention that Lin Xiuqing, Ma Shuya and their personal maids, who came from noble families, often watched opera troupes come to their homes and had little exposure to the popular storytelling in the streets. Even most of the maids who grew up in the market had never heard of such down-to-earth storytelling.

After all, the protagonists in a storytelling must be at a level that ordinary people cannot reach, so that the storyteller can satisfy the audience's curiosity and bring a sense of freshness when telling their stories.

If a storyteller tells the story of Wang Po selling melons at the village entrance every day, asking how much the melons cost, what is the point?

Su Feiran just shook his head and said, "No, no! Xie Cainu's perspective is too narrow. Only by being brave enough to accept new things can you broaden your horizons!"

When Xie Zhiqi heard Su Feiran talking nonsense before she even started, she was even more convinced that she couldn't produce ivory. She thought that this "The Domineering Shopkeeper and the Pretty Waiter" was not a serious story.

Although the atmosphere in the Purple Palace was relaxed, and everyone was sitting opposite each other in the side hall at this time, there was nothing to be particular about, but after all, within the deep palace, no matter how good the relationship was, it could not escape the words "high and low". After all, not everyone was like Su Feiran, who did not have this word in his dictionary.

Everyone looked at Lin Xiuqing, waiting for her to express her opinion. Whether Su Feiran could tell the story of "The Domineering Shopkeeper and the Pretty Waiter" depended on the opinion of the hostess, Concubine Xian.

Lin Xiuqing curved her eyebrows and covered her mouth with a golden silk scarf, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. "It sounds very interesting. I will not stop you. Liu Ronghua, you can see how much the sisters are looking forward to it. If you can't make the sisters happy today, I will punish you to sweep the fallen flowers in the yard and make you make up some new stories while sweeping the floor."

Su Feiran bowed and agreed.

All those stomach-aching and melodramatic pain literature are not read in vain!

Su Feiran is not fighting alone. Behind her are all the hard-working authors who are writing frantically and producing bloody works just for monthly tickets and subscriptions!

As soon as the leaf fan opened, Su Feiran began to tell the story leisurely.

There was a chain store in the capital that was engaged in the supply business. Everyone said that the shopkeeper was young, promising, handsome, and a man as handsome as Pan An, but no one had the honor of seeing his true face.

As the chain business grew bigger and bigger, it recruited many people to help out, and the heroine Ma Xiaohong was one of them.

Speaking of Ma Xiaohong, her background was miserable, and those who heard her would cry and feel sad. Not only did both her parents die, but she also owed tens of millions of dollars in debt. If it weren't for her grandmother picking up garbage to sell for money to make a living, she would have starved to death on the streets.

At this point, Xie Zhiqi raised her hand and asked, "Wait a minute, don't the various prefectures in the capital regularly distribute porridge?"

"Do you need to understand the plot?" Su Feiran closed his leaf fan and retorted dissatisfiedly.

In short, Ma Xiaohong's grandmother was seriously ill, and Ma Xiaohong had to work day and night and overtime. She rushed to entertain guests during the day and stayed up late to calculate the accounts at night. She only ate one bowl of porridge a day, and all she wore was the store uniform and a rag and linen shirt.

Ma Xiaohong is usually taken care of by her colleague Wang Dazhuang. Although Wang Dazhuang's name sounds earthy, he is handsome and is said to be from a poor family, so he sympathizes with Ma Xiaohong's hardship. Although he himself is struggling in hardship, he tries his best to help Ma Xiaohong, which makes Ma Xiaohong have some good feelings towards him.

After working from dawn to dusk for a period of time, Ma Xiaohong finally saved enough money to hire a doctor to treat her grandmother.

At this moment, several robbers suddenly rushed into the store. They grabbed Ma Xiaohong's purse and searched it inhumanely! Moreover, they not only robbed her of her money, but also wanted to sell her to a place of fireworks and pleasure in exchange for two taels of silver!

"From what you said, this store is quite large, so why is there no one to look after it?" Ma Shuya was very confused.

Su Feiran sneered, "This is called 'artistic processing'!"

The robbers took away Ma Xiaohong's money. Ma Xiaohong cried and begged the robbers to let her go, saying that her grandmother was still waiting for the life-saving money. After hearing this, the inhumane robbers became even more excited and ignored Ma Xiaohong's pleas for mercy and immediately dragged her out!

In the blink of an eye, a big hand stretched out from nowhere, grabbed the leading robber's throat with lightning speed, and pushed him against the wall of the store!

"The back of the robber's head made close contact with the thick wall! A loud noise suddenly rang out—" Su Feiran quickly imitated ventriloquism, "Bang! Hualalalal—"

"What is 'Hua La Hua La'?" Lin Xiuqing frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

The sound was strange, and everyone in the store looked over. They saw the robber leader's head hitting the wall, creating several cracks in the wall, and the wall was shaken to pieces! When everyone looked closely, they saw that the owner of the big hands was the handsome waiter in the store - Wang Dazhuang!

He had just been shopping outside when he heard that something unexpected had happened in the store. He rushed back and rescued Ma Xiaohong from the crisis!

At this point, Su Feiran became very excited. He suddenly stood up and imitated the voice of a passerby, shouting, "Who is that unknown boy?"

Then, she pretended to be another passerby and answered herself: "I'm not sure, but I seem to have seen him somewhere."

At this time, everyone in the side hall was already immersed in the story told by Su Feiran. They felt distressed for the tragic past of the protagonist Ma Xiaohong, and also admired her for being able to maintain her good character despite the difficult situation.

No one noticed that the half-closed door of the side hall had been quietly opened, and someone walked in calmly.

——The current emperor, Qin Fengan.