Talk about the world of mortals in detail

For the Yi family, a sumptuous dinner was certainly nothing in the eyes of the prince, but it was better than the fireworks.

The prince was out of the palace very rarely, and rarely had the experience of dining in a home where he "didn't know the details". The way the Yi family was busy preparing meals was also particularly interesting in his eyes.

The presentation of the dishes is naturally not as exquisite as that of the imperial dining room in the palace, nor as good as some high-end restaurants, but the portions of the dishes are large, the color is bright, and the fragrance is very rich, which makes people's fingers twitch when they look at it.

To be honest, the prince did make some secret gestures in front of Yi Shuyuan, but he became more and more relaxed during the meal.

Even though the Yi family seemed a little restrained because of the presence of distinguished guests, they still couldn't let go when eating. However, they still took big bites of vegetables and grilled rice, and the meal was delicious and delicious.

In addition, the Yi family is in good health. Not to mention Yi Baokang and his son who have exhausted their energy for a day, even the female children in the family are not less generous. Just watching them eat it feels delicious.

In this case, the people dining at the same table are also affected to some extent, and the salty and fresh dishes become more delicious.

After a meal, the prince who usually only ate a small bowl of rice had several bowls of rice. When the magistrate of Yuanjiang County saw the prince acting like this, he didn't care about being reserved and even deliberately made himself embarrassed.

“Here comes the soup, come on, come on, let’s all have some~~”

Yi Yongan came up with a big basin. This was the last dish. It was not a thick soup, but a clear soup made from dried vegetable stems and salty vegetables. Although it was simple, it was delicious and soothing.

Like the Yi family, the prince and the Yuanjiang County magistrate also stood up and took out soup ladles, and poured them into the rice bowls where the rice had been cooked to make soup and drink it.

"Hiccup~~"

The prince at the dinner table burped, and Yi Shuyuan on the side also grinned.

"Let sir laugh!"

The prince didn't care at all, with a smile on his face and a little joy in his heart. Sure enough, Mr. Yi's acting tonight was a plus! But it’s really fun!

Yi Shuyuan whispered.

"Your Highness can be free and uninhibited and enjoy the people, how could Yi make a joke!"

"Sir, just call me Ziji!"

Although the prince was also a scheming person, Yi Shuyuan was not disgusted with such scheming.

While the Yi family was having dinner, the story about the story telling in the grain drying field in the evening had spread throughout the village. Many people who had heard the Yi family mention Yi Shuyuan's story telling before became excited.

There are more people who have moved their chairs and benches in advance to get a good seat.

Generally, when opera troupes come to the village to perform operas, they always come in a big boat. The materials used to build the stage are all ready-made, including the big lampshade.

However, Yi Shuyuan's storytelling does not have a stage to build. Fortunately, storytelling is not like singing an opera. It mainly relies on listening with ears rather than seeing with eyes. Moreover, the weather is good tonight. Although there are light clouds, it will not rain.

The starlight is also very bright in places where the clouds cannot cover it, and the visibility is not bad.

When the Yi family moved over with tables, chairs and benches, although it was not yet Xu hour, there were already people wandering around the grain drying field. When they saw the real owner coming, someone immediately started shouting loudly.

"Storytelling, storytelling~~~"

There are people in the village holding a gong and banging it "dong dong dong~". Apparently Xihe Village has not been so lively for a long time.

The crowd gathered quickly, with adults, children, men, women and children all vying to get over. Many more people were well prepared, wearing thick winter coats and even carrying blankets.

Xihe Village is not considered a small village in Yuanjiang County. Hundreds of people quickly gathered in the grain drying field. It can be said that except for those who were really inconvenient to come out, basically the whole village was present.

Everyone was whispering to each other and obviously full of expectations and excitement.

"The last troupe was the year before last!" "Yes, the storytelling is the same today. I just don't know if the one from the Yi family is good at it?"

"As long as Mr. Yi really says it so well!" "My family must be bragging, but half of it is fine!"

"Hey, which one is the county magistrate?" "Of course it's the older one!"

As distinguished guests in the village, the magistrate of Yuanjiang County and the prince Xiang Ziji were of course closest to the storytelling table.

There were many haystacks piled up with straw in the drying field. The dark and noisy environment at night clearly made some of the guards a little nervous. However, in contrast, the prince was very relaxed. The head guard was also not too worried and just kept his attitude. alert.

After just sitting down for a while, the prince already felt like his nose was going to runny. The people around him put a blanket on him and handed him a hand stove to make it better.

Yi Shuyuan's table was an ordinary square table for four people, placed three steps in front of the prince and others. On the table were a ruler and a folding fan, as well as tea.

Most of the people in the village had never heard of Yi Shuyuan's story-telling. Naturally, there was no scene like in some teahouses where the audience quieted down when he came. There was still a lot of discussion at this moment, but he just smiled slightly and raised his ruler to the table. one strike.

"Pa~~"

The sound of jade shocked everyone!

The entire grain drying field suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked in the direction of Yi Shuyuan and saw him "stab~" opening the folding fan.

"Today, the elders of Xihe Village gathered in the grain drying field, and some distinguished guests came from afar. Yi Mou set up a table here to show off his ugly story. Without further ado, let's start now. What we are going to talk about tonight is a story that happened in The story north of Moshan is called "Ming Tian Yu"!"

Yi Shuyuan's voice was calm and powerful, clearly reaching every corner of Shaiguchang, and even the entire Xihe Village.

And unknowingly, the light clouds in the sky gradually dispersed at this moment, revealing the bright moon. The moonlight swayed down, making the drying field a little brighter, as if a dark curtain had been unveiled in front of the storyteller.

"It is said that north of the Moshan Mountains is the land of Nanyan. Nanyan regards the crane as its national bird, and its love and respect for the white crane is exaggerated. On this day, above the clouds in the sky, a group of white cranes are flapping their wings and migrating. , there is a dispute going on in Nanyan above the earth."

It talks about foreign things, but it can still arouse people's interest and even make them more focused.

What Yi Shuyuan was talking about at this moment was exactly the time when Bai He met Zhao's widow at the beginning of his transformation.

"Mortals with naked eyes are unaware of the crisis. Only a sorcerer with little knowledge noticed that something was wrong. It turned out that there was a miasma in the swamp, and there were many evil shadows. The demons had gradually gathered and wanted to keep people here."

Children in the grain drying field hugged their parents tightly, and many people huddled together. The coldness of the winter night seemed to be more obvious at this moment, and everyone had goosebumps.

"Everyone, please pay attention, something is not quite right!"

The panicked voice of the warlock came out of Yi Shuyuan's mouth. This was also the first time his voice changed since the preface.

As soon as this voice came out, the people in the village and even the Yuanjiang County Magistrate were extremely shocked, but soon a series of continuous voice changes made everyone attracted by the content of the story.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I feel like something evil is coming. I just don't know if it's something that's already here, or if it's someone else's trick!"

Yi Shuyuan put away the folding fan in his hand, looked at the many listeners in front of him, and narrated in a storyteller's low and nervous voice.

"The warlock had noticed that something was wrong, but because Dao Xing didn't know the situation, the other people's eyes went dark. At this moment, the warlock couldn't care much, and threw out the life-saving yellow talisman one after another! The yellow talisman burst into flames and exploded."

"Drink~ Look at my talisman——"

"Shua~" "Shua~" "Shua~"

There was the sound of the yellow talisman blazing fire, the howling of the wind, the sound of the water splashing, and even the panicked neighing of horses.

For a moment, the table where Yi Shuyuan was sitting seemed to have evolved into all kinds of panic and noise, which made many listeners tense up. Whether they had heard of Yi Shuyuan's storytelling or not, there was a strong shock and excitement. Immersion.

The sound of horses' hooves treading water was particularly chaotic, and at this moment, the neighing was loud and clear.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Ah——" "Ouch~~"

"Pa-ta~" "Pa-ta~"

Even though Yi Shuyuan had no narration at this moment, everyone listening to the book, including the children, knew that the mother and son fell off the horse!

At the same time, Yi Shuyuan's tone changed again, and a terrifying voice sounded.

"Roar."

The sound of this voice gave everyone goosebumps. There was only one thought in the listener's mind - the monster is coming!

Some children in the village even shouted "Ah" and hugged their parents and elders tightly.

At this moment, even the guards guarding the prince were inevitably distracted.

It was also at this moment that the crane that Yi Shuyuan had prepared for a long time sounded.

"唳——"

The high-pitched and clear long cry has a feeling of coming from the sky. Not only in the story, the haze in the hearts of the listeners in Shaiguchang was also swept away at this moment. Later, when they learned that the cranes had descended and the monsters had retreated, they became nervous. emotions are released

Why is the name "Ming Tianyu" actually echoing Bai Xiaojie's "Wang Tianyu"? Although it is a fairy tale, in essence, whether it is Baiyu Dao, Jianghu disputes and turmoil between the government and the public, or even The escape process of the Zhao family, mother and son, was a chaos in the world of Nanyan.

Yi Shuyuan used the white crane as a guide, and did not miss the grandeur of the two monsters fighting for the thunder in the sky. However, in his story tonight, the white crane and the Leshan giant toad have become a kind of background background.

The main characters in the book include Jianghu knights, the national master Tianyu Zhenren, sergeants and ordinary people, and the Dayan royal family.

From the beginning of the Xu period to the end of the Hai period, this long book brings up and down the emotions of the listener!

"The time has come, kill——"

The voice of the supervisor, the movements of the knife and axe-hand swallowing the knife, and even the final sound of the head falling to the ground, all reappeared in Yi Shuyuan's mouth.

"Pa~"

Fu Chiyu struck the table in shock, which also shocked everyone's spirits.

"With the sword in his hand, blood spattered for more than ten steps. As his head fell to the ground, Han Shiyong, the former Nanyan Imperial Master and a leader of the generation, died. Everything in Bai Yudao was also destroyed! It is really a shame!"

After Yi Shuyuan said these words, he also put away the folding fan in his hand, which meant that tonight's "Ming Tianyu" has been finished, and there is no suspense about "decomposition next time".

No one spoke for a long time on the grain drying field. Even if Yu was awakened, most people seemed to be still in their books.

After a while, someone finally clapped excitedly.

"That's so well said!" "Yes, that's so well said!"

"The books Mr. Yi speaks are a hundred times better than those storytellers in the city!"

"Yeah, a hundred times more than that!" "Yes, yes, I was so nervous just now!"

"Who wouldn't be? I almost thought the monster was coming out!"

The crowd was talking a lot at this moment, all venting their excitement.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the prince. The shock on his face remained unchanged, but compared to other villagers, the prince should have more feelings in his heart.

"What do you think of the book Yi mentioned, Your Highness?"

After Yi Shuyuan asked this question, the prince woke up from a dream, sniffed and spoke with emotion.

"Sir, you are truly a god!"

Yi Shuyuan grinned. How could I not know how awesome I am? I don't know how much you can understand this reaction.

At the edge of the grain drying field, Huang Hongchuan and his own land were standing here, and Hui Mian was also standing on Huang Hongchuan's shoulder.

"How's it going? Isn't it great, sir?"

Hui Mian said proudly, and Huang Hongchuan was also filled with emotion.

"You can reach such a state without using magic or blinding your eyes. It's a miraculous skill!"