The third uncle always wants to elope

This Liuzhou City is a good place, built by the water, with red flowers, willows and green, green mountains and green waters, all the girls in the city are beautiful, and the young masters are also very handsome.

There are many strangers on the street, dressed in different styles, and it looks like a strange scenery.

...

As soon as the gavel was knocked, the storyteller sitting in the screen began to speak eloquently.

"It is said that on the river outside Liuzhou City, there will be a flower boat at three o'clock in the morning. The boat is several hundred feet long, and the sails are like mountains. Everyone looks like a fairy, with firm skin and swaying poses, especially the little song sung, like a hook on a pole, most of your heart and soul will go away with it!"

"I've seen this boat too! The girl on it really looks like a vixen!"

The guests below put down the tea bowls in their hands one after another, and raised their voices to discuss excitedly.

"Nonsense! The last time I saw was a whole boat full of good wine, I have never had such a good drink!"

"But the boat I saw didn't have any beauties on board, and there wasn't any good wine. There were only mountains of gold, silver and jewels, and Shan's eyes hurt a little!"

"What I saw was clearly..."

Everyone's chatterbox was opened by the storyteller's quote, and they discussed the appearance of the ship with different opinions. What is strange is that they all saw the ship, but everyone saw it differently. Talking to myself, but it all sounds like the same thing.

"Then what kind of ship did you see?"

Seeing that the storyteller behind the screen hadn't opened his mouth, one of the guests asked strangely.

The storyteller slowly shook the fan in his hand, calm and calm, and said slowly: "Of course what I saw was also a flower boat, and at the bow there was the Chunke ditty sung by the flower lady playing the pipa."

When the guests who saw the flower boat heard this, they were overjoyed and laughed loudly: "Look, I'll just say it's a flower boat!"

The other guests were unconvinced, and the teahouse was filled with noisy arguments. After a long discussion, they finally came to a conclusion. They waited on the bank of the Liu River to see what happened to the ship. What does it look like.

"Sir, are you going?"

The guest who had just spoken asked again loudly.

The storyteller just shook his head and laughed, his voice was gentle and lazy, and his light tone was like the rhythm of playing, which was pleasant without appearing impetuous.

"Although nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in my arms, it is a good thing to have a pot full of gold and silver, but if I die, it is not a small loss."

When the chattering guests heard this, the enthusiasm in their hearts seemed to have been poured with cold water, their voices stopped, and their eyes were a little more incomprehensible.

"May I ask what you mean, sir?"

The storyteller just smiled but didn't answer, knocked on the gavel, and the figure in the screen was indistinct. After waiting for a while, he said leisurely, "If you want to know the future, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down."

Today's game is over.

There was a sigh of relief, only the guest who had just spoken asked persistently: "Wait a minute, sir, can you tell me something."

After speaking, he put an ingot of silver on the table.

The storyteller turned his head while shaking his fan, with an intriguing smile on his lips, but the guests outside the screen did not see it.

"What I saw at that time was indeed as the rumors said. There were groups of beauties on board, and the singing and dancing never stopped. But when I was about to step on the deck, I inadvertently glanced down..."

The storyteller's voice suddenly sank, and the entire teahouse was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

"I saw that the bottom of the boat was still a foot away from the river surface..."