Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

A night of silence.

The next morning, countless guests poured into the inn early in the morning.

Enjoy tea and talk in the room, waiting for the host to appear.

But after waiting for nearly half an hour, the familiar figure from the past was not seen coming out from behind.

I was quite puzzled, and the surrounding people were discussing quietly.

Suddenly, there was a rumble of carriages and horses outside, and the sound of something heavy falling to the ground spread to everyone's ears from outside to inside.

Suspicious and surprised, they all turned their heads and looked back.

Through the wide open doors and windows, you can see countless carriages and horses descending from the sky outside.

The person in charge is an old man with a majestic appearance, two whips astride his waist, and riding a black jade unicorn.

During the command, countless strong men lowered the extremely heavy chariots and horses floating above the clouds one by one.

It is listed on the road in front of the inn. At a glance, you can see no edge.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"It's so grand to have such a pomp and circumstance, but I don't know what's going on?"

Looking at the situation outside the window, the audience temporarily ignored Li Tong's bad behavior of being late.

Then, the movement in the outside world aroused curiosity in my heart.

While looking at each other, they did not forget to discuss with the people sitting next to them.

"Do you know who that person is? He looks familiar to me."

"Don't you think you look familiar? Grand Master Wen Zhong of the Shang Dynasty, Grand Master Wen!"

"It's him. He came to the inn a few days ago to listen to a book. He was sitting next to me at that time. There's no way he can admit it."

"Oh, it turns out to be him. I wonder who he is."

"But I haven't seen you for a few days. Why do you put on such a grand display? Is it possible that you have something to ask sir?"

"Hey, as I see it, Grand Master Wen is probably not here on behalf of that person, otherwise..."

"Yes, it is said that the great king has been extremely absurd in recent years. He ignores government affairs and prefers novel things in the world. It is natural that a person like Mr. is in his eyes."

They had a good-natured look on their faces, and they were discussing in a joking manner.

Someone couldn't restrain his desire to watch the excitement, stopped the three demons who were busy in the hall, and couldn't help but ask:

"Girl, where is Mr. Li? Why haven't you come out yet?"

"Yes, in the past, this story has already been told."

"You're slacking off, sir!"

Joking words came one after another, falling into the vixen's ears one after another.

She had a calm expression on her face, a smile on her face, and she was thinking about how to push these people away.

But after eating the ginseng fruit yesterday, my husband had not thought of its mystery for a moment and was unable to refine the life essence that was spurting out!

I don’t know if I have done my best now.

In her opinion, these ordinary people and low-level Qi practitioners should just wait.

If they can listen to their husband's stories, they are already lucky enough to have smoke rising from their ancestors' graves.

How dare you urge yourself?

That's the guy in the corner over there...

Oh, today I have inexplicably become two existences. It is really difficult to escape from the past.

His eyes were rolling, and just when he was about to say the last sentence, a sound of curtains turning and walking quietly came.

"Sir is here!"

I felt happy, and my somewhat anxious heart seemed to have a backbone, and it immediately calmed down.

For a moment, there was silence in the inn, and then it became noisy again.

The jokes kept coming:

"Sir, sir, what were you doing last night? Why did you take so long to come today? Could it be..."

"Sir, have you eaten the ginseng fruit? What does it taste like?"

"..."

For a while, there was a lot of noise.

It took a lot of effort to refine some of the essence inside the ginseng fruit, so that the whole body would not leak as if it was not being replenished.

Li Tong, who was filled with fresh energy, didn't pay attention to these people's teasing remarks.

He sat in his usual seat with a smile on his face, put the flower pot in his arms on the table, and looked at it briefly.

Suddenly my heart trembled and my hand movements stopped.

"Why is this guy here too?"

The smile on his face stopped suddenly, and with a bit of incredible clarity, his eyes suddenly met the person in the corner.

But what was more surprising was that Taoist Tongtian actually nodded slightly and smiled at him.

Then, she stopped looking at him and turned around to communicate with the Nuwa Empress next to her again.

"Fortunately, I'm not here to cause trouble."

He was certain in his heart. After seeing him greet him in such a friendly way, Li Tong had some confidence in his heart.

Those who are still in the future are guessing what the purpose of this fierce man with the most unruly character and the most capable fighting spirit in the ancient world was to come to his small inn today.

In the midst of the chaos, I heard:

"Hey, hey, don't say those useless things."

"There is another person waiting outside. Please let Mr. Wang know about this at that time!"

"oh!"

Li Tong's mind moved and he looked out through the door and window.

They saw Wen Zhong, who was standing on top of the clouds arranging various matters, quickly lowered his figure and walked over quickly.

After entering the inn, he said calmly.

"I heard from Zhong that I have been given the order by the current king to specially invite you to go to Chaoge City to tell stories!"

"In addition, there are jade, three thousand dendrobiums of spiritual pearls, rare treasures, three hundred carts of rare treasures, a star-picking tower in Chaoge City, and other things as a gift to you, sir."

"Thank you sir, don't refuse."

Wen Taishi's powerful voice echoed leisurely in the inn, carried out by every listener, and no one could not hear it.

Before Li Tong could react on the stage, the audience murmured again.

"This, did I hear it correctly? That Emperor Xin actually paid such a great gift just to invite you to tell stories in Chaoge City?"

"What do you mean, you mean that sir is not worthy of these mere mundane things?"

"How can you mean this? Mr. is a god in the sky, how can he compare with these items?"

"I want to say, don't you think this request is a bit..."

There were strange looks in everyone's eyes, and it was obvious that there were not a few people who had the same idea.

They had guessed that the king might have something to ask of Li Tong, so Wen Zhong came with a gift.

But he didn't expect that this request was to let him go to Chaoge City to tell stories?

It’s not some absurd long-term vision that lasts for eternity, it’s just about storytelling!

But if you think about it carefully, it seems...

It seems that given the king's temperament, it is reasonable and explicable to do such an unreasonable thing.

However, the outcome depends on how the person above thinks about it.

If they agree, they don't mind changing places to listen to books.

As a result, even the two people in the corner looked at Li Tong with some curiosity.

I want to know how he will choose.

"Star Reaching Tower?"

However, what is unexpected is that after hearing these remarks, the first thing Li Tong noticed was not the many treasures.

Rather, these three simple words.

"Didn't King Zhou build this Star-Zhaing Tower for Su Daji?"

"Why is it now specially built for me?"

"Does it mean that in future generations I will still be blamed for wasting money and wasting money and being a favored minister of King Zhou?"

For a moment, Li Tong found it difficult to accept.

She cast a faint glance at the vixen below, which left her confused.

But then, a piece of information appeared in his mind, which immediately shocked him.

His expressions and thoughts suddenly changed, and his heart moved:

"It seems that it is not unacceptable to go to the Star-Zhailing Tower to tell stories."