He rides a bamboo horse, but when he approaches, he falls head-first. In the courtyard where they lived together, the two young people played without suspicion.
When Zhang Zhong accompanied Old Man Pi and the other two to fish, Wang Juan's younger brother rode a bamboo stick and imitated his sister's cavalry. When Xiaobei tied one end of the rope to a rock and held the other end in his hand, he fell.
His forehead was bruised and he cried loudly. Xiaobei squatted innocently at the side and said that those who surrendered would not be killed. Wang Juan's younger brother wiped his tears and shook his head. "Liar. Those who surrender will die even faster."
Xiaobei's group of children caused quite a commotion. The children in the stronghold in Yizhou had already split into groups and started fighting. They took turns to be the Tufan and Tang soldiers. Usually, the Tang soldiers won. If the Tufan army won, they would have to start all over again until they were defeated. How could the Tufan army win?
This kind of game originally existed, but now it had a clear position. It was not the officials catching the thieves, but the Tang army fighting against the Tufan army.
The commoners did not care about how the children in their homes made a ruckus. As long as they did not cause trouble and played with the other children, it was fine. Occasionally, when they were happy, they would tell the children what they heard about the battle. They would exaggerate and embellish the story.
Even the storytelling style used by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan in the Little Pear Garden in Huayuan County was copied and told in restaurants and tea shops. The commoners were also willing to listen. Even if they had heard it many times, even if the versions were different, they would still listen attentively and feel comfortable. Gradually, it formed a trend of the whole people resisting the Tufan army.
In the past, Blind Huang brought along a 'granddaughter' to sing poems for others to make a living. Every time he raised a 'granddaughter', he would find a decent person for his' granddaughter 'to marry. After that, he would find another' granddaughter 'in a desolate place to teach her how to sing.
In the past twenty years, he had already raised three granddaughters. Just as he was preparing to find another granddaughter to sing and earn money, he suddenly discovered the profession of storytelling. He felt that he could also learn how to earn some money. After learning for two years, with the knowledge of traveling extensively, he really did learn it.
Because there were too many storytellers in the capital, there were only a few jokes that he could tell. Blind Huang, who was determined to find more opportunities, came all the way from the capital to Jiannan Circuit. As he walked, he told jokes, and he really did manage to save up some money.
After arriving at this place, he found that there were indeed many stories that he could tell. After inquiring with the commoners who knew the general situation for a few days, he made up his own stories. Narrowing his eyes, he found the Yishui City at the intersection of the Great River and the Yishui River.
In the city, there was a restaurant called the Linjiang Restaurant. It was three stories high and took up ten zhang of the street. It was not small, and it was bustling with the noise of carriages and horses. The waiters in charge of welcoming customers were coming in and out of the restaurant. With just a glance, one could tell that the business was good. It was a good place. Blind Huang pondered for a while and decided to tell his stories at this Linjiang Restaurant.
He rolled his eyes, trying his best to show the whites of his eyes. The stick in his hand was now in front of him, and he slowly walked in. He was secretly worried that the restaurant would not let him in. In the past, he had encountered many situations where he was chased out.
However, this restaurant had its own style. It did not matter if you were walking, riding a horse, or sitting in a carriage. It did not matter if you were wearing a brocade robe or a hemp garment. Once you entered, you were a guest.
Blind Huang had not even entered the restaurant. He was just walking in when a waiter came over to help him. He looked around and saw that there were no other customers. He shouted for someone to enter the restaurant and arranged for him to stand near the door. When it was time to leave, it would be convenient for him to stand at the side and wait for someone to order something.
Usually, the ordinary people who came here would finish their noodles or get a plate of salted beans and a bowl of the worst wine. The waiter felt that this old man was the same. It was impossible that he would go to the third floor and order some exotic delicacies.
Blind Huang did not plan to spend money to eat here. No matter what, it was more expensive than other small stalls. It did not matter if the food was good or not. It was fine as long as it could fill his stomach. However, if he did not order anything, what would happen if he was chased out? He could only choose the cheap things. He asked for a plate of salted beans and asked for tea. He did not order anything, meaning that he only wanted to eat a plate of salted beans.
The waiter did not care. Even if a plate of salted beans was not enough to buy the tea, he still served it. This tea was not good tea. If one wanted to drink good tea, they had to order something else, the kind that cost money. He also took half a head of garlic and placed it on the table. Eating garlic was a common practice. Many people asked if there was any garlic when they entered. If there was, they would eat it.
Blind Huang was a little flattered. He didn't expect that Linjiang Restaurant would be able to do business to such an extent. It was almost on par with Shuiyun Restaurant in Sanshui County. Over there, no matter what they ordered, even the cheapest one copper coin dish would be given four small plates.
Of course, beggars did not need to go through the front door. They would wait at the back. If there were leftovers, they would naturally bring them. Even if there were times when there were no leftovers, there would be leftovers and a large wooden barrel filled with vegetable soup. In terms of benevolence, Between the Clouds and the Water looked down on its peers.
After praising Linjiang Restaurant in his heart, Blind Huang reached out and picked up a bean. He threw it into his mouth and tasted it carefully. It was not bad. There was also the fragrance of anise. If only there was a bowl of wine.
When the waiter saw that the old man did not order anything else, he turned around and went back to work. He could not be like the third floor, waiting outside the private room at all times.
Blind Huang ate a few beans and drank half a bowl of tea. He cleared his throat and slammed his hand on the table, attracting the gazes of the people around him. Only then did he open his mouth and say, "This is the first time I've ever heard of this.
"I have traveled north and south, crossing a thousand bridges. There are many things in the world. Immortals are always happy and unfettered. Mortals cry and laugh when they are angry. I have been to Qiantang to see the rising tide. I have seen the beautiful peonies of the capital. Today, I have come to Jiannan Dao.
Jiannan Dao is shaken by wind and rain. Tubo invades the border every year. The fog rises and the heart is anxious. Flying cavalry runs below the city walls. Arrows rain from the top of the city walls. Let me tell you about Cuckoo. Tell me about her battle robes at the age of nine. "
After this opening speech, Blind Huang took another sip of tea. He wanted to give the others time to react. If they knew what he was doing, they would not think that he was crazy.
The surrounding people were indeed attracted. The first part of the speech was not bad and was easy to understand. When they heard the last part, they knew that he was going to talk about a heroine. Everyone became spirited and stopped chatting. Those who were drinking also stopped, waiting for this person to continue.
Blind Huang's ears twitched. The surrounding people were quiet. He coughed and continued.
"When Cuckoo was nine years old, she studied military books diligently. One day, the sound of horses' hooves and flags fluttered. It was the Emperor's army. One order was sent to Yizhou Prefecture, and the other to the Great Tang Army. When Cuckoo received the order, she looked to the west. Her heart was worried about the death of a thousand souls in Shuzhou. She wore a purple tasseled crown on her head, a hundred battle robes on her body, cloud boots on her feet, and a Swallow Ring Saber in her hand.
Blind Huang stood up as he spoke. He even gestured as he spoke. It seemed that this was really the case.
"Okay, okay, go on."
The surrounding people only listened for a short while before they paid. They did not care whether Wang Juan could really carry the Swallow Ring Saber or not. In any case, they just wanted to praise her.
Blind Huang did not expect that after just a few words, someone would pay him. Good, talking about this was better than talking about other things. He was excited. He pulled down his collar and rolled up his sleeves. He did not look like a storyteller, but a butcher.
"After receiving the order, Cuckoo led people to Pengzhou Pass. At Pengzhou Pass, the west wind blew. Year after year, the wall was dyed with green blood. Cuckoo urged her horse to rush there. Seven days later, she stood facing the pass. At this time, a scout came to report, 'Report! Guo Tu's army has been attacked and is trapped in the Great Jin Chuan. It is extremely urgent. '
When Cuckoo heard this, her eyebrows raised. She held the Swallow Ring Saber in front of her and shouted angrily, 'Hey! Tubo bullied our Great Tang because we have no people. Men, gather the troops and follow this general to kill ~! 'That is truly the sound of iron hooves suppressing the border. If we don't kill Tubo, we swear we won't return. "
At this point, Blind Huang paused. No one cheered. They were all waiting for him to continue talking about how Cuckoo killed the enemy. Although the crowd had already heard many versions of the story, they still wanted to hear more. This was especially true for this storyteller. He seemed to be even better at telling the story.
Blind Huang continued, "That Guo Tu was originally a valiant general, but unfortunately, he encountered the famous Tubo general, Tatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatat
Guo Tu had been beaten until he was at his wit's end. He was about to lead the remaining soldiers to fight to the death with the Tubo army, staining the battlefield red with blood. Suddenly a troop of elite cavalry appeared from the direction of the Great Tang. These elite cavalry trod on one side of the battlefield and looked in another direction. Their spears were like a forest, their sabers were held horizontally in front of them. They advanced like the wind and struck like thunder.
As the saying goes, the general is the soldier's courage, the soldier is the general's soul. How could Tatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatat
The Tang army's morale soared and they fought back with all their might. Tatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatat
"Good, well said. It's the logistics camp in Yizhou. We don't need too many powerful soldiers to fight Tufan. The logistics camp is enough. Speak, quick."
The audience continued to shout, and the sound of money being thrown increased.
It wasn't just the people around Blind Huang who were excited. Even the people who had just entered and heard the last few words were equally excited.
"Boss Qi, listen, there's another person talking about Cuckoo. This one seems to be better than the others. This time, Cuckoo has really done a great service to the country. Good job killing her. What does Boss Qi think?"
Among the people who had just entered, one of them asked the person who was standing in front of the crowd.
The corner of Boss Qi's mouth twitched. Weiwei nodded. "Good, good. What a good Demoness Cuckoo. What a good Yizhou logistics camp. Good, good job killing her."
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