After almost two hours of this tea, the tea guests in the room started to make noise and slowly returned silently. They all listened to Zhou Qiqiao's story about this white snake. There is love in the world, and demons have also affection. Five hundred years of reincarnation continues, and the world changes, and the water and rocks are rotten, but the grace of saving lives is not forgotten. They know each other and know each other, and after the rain, they have experienced all the disasters and finally get married. This love between humans and demons seems to be more heart-warming than all the love stories since the Qin and Han Dynasties, making people cry.

Zhou Qiqiao's mouth was dry, but as the money in the bowl slowly filled up, the pleasure in his heart was indescribable. Xu You had promised them before that all the money collected during the storytelling process belonged to them. In other words, in addition to the fixed income of 500 cigarettes per day, there are also additional rewards that can be included in the bag. Just look at the feedback from today's tea shoppers. A rough estimate is that even if it is not as much as 500 cigarettes, the difference is not too much.

It was only then that he remembered to look for Xu You, but after looking around, he didn't see anyone. I don't know when they had left quietly.

Han Qi also left. He listened for half an hour and felt it was very attractive, but at first he suffered a loss in his dispute with Li Fu. He was always dissatisfied. This dissatisfaction continued to the storyteller. He stood up and walked to the door, cursing and said, "What a storyteller, an old dog! The lewd things between people and snakes are irritating. I will sue the county government to punish you for being an indecent crime!"

While he was angry, he secretly thought about how to make this sigh. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into a small alley, two men in green surrounded him, tied him to the corner one left and one right, and punched him hard in his stomach, and then greeted him without breaking up. Moreover, these two people obviously had martial arts skills, and were tricky and painful, and there were no scars outside. They were really experts who were ill-handed.

"Remember, shut up when you go home! Otherwise, it will be easy to sink a family of seven in Qiantang Lake..."

"Yes, yes, I know, I shut up! Don't beat me, let me go." Han Qixin was terrified and knelt down to beg for mercy. His family had a wife, two concubines, three sons, and seven people.

The East City in Qiantang City has been crowded with people since morning, and it is endless to see the end. As the place where regional trade is the most concentrated, the flow of people has always been among the highest in the county and even the surrounding counties. There are no less than a thousand people coming here to trade various goods during the day.

The man dressed in the same clothes as Zhou Qiqiao stood on the half-person-high wooden platform in the middle of the market, talking about the Legend of the White Snake in a clear and clear accent. There were first a dozen people around him, then dozens of people, and then surrounded the three layers inside and outside. Later, people needed to take stools or bricks and stones to see the people on the stage. As for whether they could hear clearly, they depend on their ears.

"... Bai Suzhen pinched the sword technique, flew into the clouds, and fought with the centipede demon. After less than three hundred rounds, she suddenly disappeared, secretly came behind the centipede demon, and stabbed his waist with a sword. Think of how sharp the sword was, it immediately broke through the black armor and penetrated into the skin, spewing out a stream of blue blood..."

"Okay! Good fight!" A loud shout of shocking voices sounded around him, the audience's emotions were completely mobilized, and some even shouted: "Kill him, kill the centipede spirit!" This is the rhythm of being too deeply involved in the play and is almost becoming a brainless fan.

The storyteller looked at the audience, coughed dryly, and said with a smile: "Let me drink a sip of water..."

boom!

There was another burst of laughter, and the tactful one immediately shouted: "Hurry, sir, this is a gift for money, and the rich ones should make money..."

"What should you do if you have no money?"

The man smiled and found two short logs from somewhere, raised them to a high place and hit them, saying, "I'll just make a personal place!"

A group of people gathered not far from the wooden platform, and the leaders sat on the Hu bed. In the cold winter, they wore thin cotton crotch and their arms were exposed naked. If it weren't for the fact that tattoos were not popular now, they would probably have a blue dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right.

"What are you doing in a mess over there?"

"Report to the Lord, it seems to be telling a story. I went to listen to it for a while, and it was quite fucking interesting."

"story?"

The master said he was not interested, touched his stomach, squinted and said, "You lazy dog, you still have the heart to listen to the story. Quickly think about where to get some money for your brothers. It hasn't opened for three days..."

"Hey, Master Xing has wronged me." He leaned into Master Xing's ear and said, "Do you know that the guy who tells the story collects money? What is the name of Runkouzi? I squeezed it in front and took a look. I'm afraid there are thousands of texts."

"What? Can you still charge money by telling a broken story?"

The master of the army sat up and said angrily: "Okay, the Qiang slave who came out of the way, I didn't pay the money when I came to my territory to do business, so I'm very brave!"

Qiangnu is a swear word, and the slave is inferior, and the character Qiang of the Hu people is even more inferior. As for Lijin, that is, protection fees, it is no longer a written rule for these goose knights who are mingling in the East City to form a party and collect Lijin from merchants.

"Go, go and meet him!"

The master of the walk led everyone, holding a stick in his hand, and as soon as he walked out a few meters in a mighty manner, suddenly one of them said coldly: "Seiang Zhou, where are you?"

When the master saw this, his body suddenly became soft and he smiled flatteringly: "Chi Ling, why are you here?"

The highest chief of a city is a city magistrate, with subordinates including municipal officials and record officials, and then there are Qiangfu and a clerk, who are responsible for public security management and other market affairs. They are the same in the market and have great power. Many Rangers have contacts with municipal officials or municipal officials, otherwise it would be impossible to calmly collect protection fees? This is the same as in ancient and modern times.

Zhou Xiang’s influence in Dongshi is not too great, and he cannot get along with Shi Ling, but he has a deep friendship with the city officials standing behind Shi Ling. He has to gather together every two or three days to eat, drink, prostitutes, and prostitutes. By the way, he will give the 21 cents of the protection fee he received. He is a dog meat friend with interests.

The city ruling ignored him and said, "Come on, take down these thieves who are armed with weapons and chaos in the market!"

A group of rose husbands, like wolves and tigers, swarmed up. Before Zhou could argue, he subdued him and his men to the ground, stuffed his mouth and his hands, and escorted them silently.

Shi Ling looked at the storytelling wooden platform, which was still very lively, and was not disturbed by the movements here, and said, "What batch is this?"

The city official said silently: "The fourth batch!"

"Okay, there is another last one, what's the name?"

"Zhang Wang!"

"Zhang Wang... Humph, it's really an insult to the surname Zhang. Let's go and meet the owner of this city south!"

The city officials secretly hated that the arrest was clearly to eliminate the golfers who had no friendship with the city order. Otherwise, the most powerful Wang Hui and Fei Tong would not be more honest than the other one today, so that there would be no way to catch them. They would definitely have been hiding invisible after receiving the city order’s notice in advance.

What a good means!

From today on, the entire East City Ranger was completely controlled by the Shi Ling. However, he did not dare to say anything, because today's market rectification action, the Shi Ling obeyed Gu Yun's order, and did not make a decision without authorization. He has been an official for many years and has been well-versed in various ways. He can be lip service or falsely disobeying the Shi Ling. It is okay to go against the Shi Ling, but he dare not ignore Gu Yun's orders.

The four surnames of Wu County, Gu Lu, Zhu Zhang, are the places where everyone looks up to. How many people have he had to take this risk? So just now, Zhou Xiang was arrested, and he didn't say a word, not even pleading.

The same scene was performed in places where people gathered in towns, lis, grass and markets. Xu You arranged people in advance to set off the atmosphere and guide public opinion. He applauded when he should be cheered, and he started to cheer when he should be cheered. The people have a herd mentality. As long as the first wave of praise is like a tide, it will be difficult to be stepped on later. The most important thing is that when you encounter trouble, you must take it down as soon as possible, such as Han Qi and Zhou Xiang. The so-called communication is like this, and you must be careful both openly and secretly.

In less than a day, these people who have heard of the Legend of White Snake will return to their residence, inform their relatives and friends, and then pass on word of mouth, and spread it all over the Three Wus within ten days.

Communication is a great subject, but it is nothing more than bombing, forming the most explosive transmission force in the shortest time. Once the initial scale is formed, under the action of the spiral effect, the effect can be expanded ten times or a hundred times quickly.

On the way back to Mingyu Mountain, Lu Shuang suppressed her excitement and said, "Congratulations to Xiaolang, congratulations to Xiaolang!"

Xu You looked up at the mountain road. In the winter, the forests were barren. The scene of Xiaosha always made people feel depressed and said softly: "Why are you happy?"

"When Xiao Lang first tried his best, he made Qiantang's turmoil change. How could he not be happy?"

Xu You shook his head and said, "Just force you to go to Liangshan..."

"Liangshan?"

Xu You smiled and said, "That's another story of a golden sword and an iron horse..."

When he arrived at the villa, He Ruzheng leaned beneath the eaves of the west corner to bask in the sun, and listened to him on the Autumnal Equinox: "Qilang is a good person, but his shortcomings are also obvious, but his heart is not cruel enough."

"A good heart is not something that should be praised?"

"If it is a small peasant family, good hearts are naturally praised by neighbors, but if you want to accomplish great things, you must be ruthless. After Qin Ershi Hu Hai was appointed, dozens of brothers and sisters were broken and killed. When Han ruler Liu Bang fled, he could push his biological children out of the car. When Emperor Wu Liu Che was about to die, he could establish a son and kill his mother. When Emperor Wei was about to die, Cao Qi even beat his biological mother with a whip. Do you think, if a kind-hearted person, can he do this?"

"Of course, Xiaolang can't do these...but," said the autumnal equinox, "If you are not cruel, you can't do big things, why is Lang Jun willing to assist him?"

"This sentence is good!" He Ru turned his head and looked at the autumnal equinox and said, "Let me say that, if one day Qilang must kill you to escape from danger, and he is not cruel, how can he do it?"

The autumnal equinox was startled, and fear appeared in his eyes first, and slowly disappeared, saying, "If there was really one day, I would just stop myself, so I would never make things difficult for Xiaolang."

He Ru smiled slightly and said, "That's it! Although Qilang does not have a ruthless mind, he has the spirit of making people willing to die. In private, who would really like to follow a ruthless lord like to follow a ruthless lord?"

"That may not be!"

He Ru and the autumnal equinox turned around at the same time, and shouted excitedly: "Xiaolang, you are back."

Xu You blinked her fingers and said, "Don't listen to the nonsense of the wings. There wouldn't be such a situation. If it really reaches that point, I'm afraid everyone will die. How can I get rid of the fallacy of killing one person?" He also rebuked, "Let you teach you how to read and read literacy and understand the truth. What did you tell her about these things?"

He Ru smiled and said, "You go out to drink tea and listen to books without the autumnal equinox. I see that she is bored and just chatting, don't blame Qilang."

Xu You had no choice but to do anything about him. After taking his seat, he talked about his experience in Liuqing Teahouse today. He Ru nodded and said, "The Southerners love ghosts and gods. The Legend of the White Snake caused a sensation. But after the sensation, you need to think carefully about how to lead the Heavenly Master into the trap!"

Three days later, the storyteller expanded from Qiantang to the surrounding area, and spread to the southeast for three days. After three days, it spread to most of Yangzhou. In just half a month, it had a huge influence in the Sanwu area. From farmers who cultivated in the fields, to wandering chatting in the city, to brothels and alleys, almost everyone knew Bai Suzhen and everyone knew Xu Hanwen. There were also scholars and famous scholars who began to quote classics and examine the names of many people mentioned in the Legend of White Snake, such as West Lake, Tianyun Mountain, Bailu Temple, the governor Mu Mao, and the Taoist Qingjian, which led to many anecdotes, which attracted the attention of the world and became famous.

Zhuji is located in the middle of the Puyang River. It is the hometown of Yue Kingdom and Xishi during the Warring States Period. It has been a place where beauty has come from since ancient times. The best place in Zhuji City is the Cuiyu Tower located in the west of the city. There is a dancer named Chunshui in the building. Although the appearance is as clear and moving as spring water, the singing is even better than Zhuji, as if it turned into a phoenix dance in the nine heavens. Some people call it the Song Concubine of Qiantang, which is a two-way master.

Eighteen scholars sat around Cuiyu Tower. Except for one wearing ordinary cotton cloth clothes, the others were all silk and brocade, which were extremely glamorous. Everyone drank the cups and drank poems and paintings, and naturally they were also indispensable to talk about the most popular legend of the White Snake.

"If you want to talk about this white snake, it is really wonderful. I heard that storyteller talk about it for a day and spent three thousand words on his mouth. If it weren't for the dark curfew, I really wanted him to finish it in one go."

"Who said no? You have just listened for a day, and I have been listening for three days and still can't miss you. Alas, I wonder if Bai Suzhen was pressed by Qing Jian Taoist under Yuanyang Jinglu by the West Lake, and she would not be able to come out?"

"Actually, it's strange. The Legend of White Snake is arguing, it seems like something happened in this dynasty, but it doesn't look like it."

“How to say it?”

"First there is Tianyun Mountain. Qiantang County does have Tianyun Mountain, which is consistent with the facts. But there is no Taoist temple in the mountains, and there is no Bailu Temple. Then there is West Lake. Qiantang only has one Qiantang Lake, also called Mingsheng Lake, but it has never been called West Lake. Furthermore, Mumao Governor, Mao, Mao, and Mumao are willows. This is obviously ironic that Yangzhou Governor Liu Quan..."

"Then, how can Qing Jian Taoist explain it?"

"Zhuang Ziyun is arguing for debate, so of course he has to meet each other. Qing Jian is probably a word of quiet..."

"Jing? Could it be Du Jingzhi?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say!"

"We are going to discuss association today. The Legend of White Snake is just a theory of ghosts and gods. I will listen to it without believing it. If it is not a satirizing the present moment with ghosts and gods, it would be fine. If it is really involved in governor Liu and Du Jijiu, how many of you have the brains that can be involved in this matter?"

"That's right, it's okay, it's better not to talk, but it's more important to get involved."

The association of literati originated from the Six Dynasties. After the development of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was already very mature by the Song and Ming Dynasties. Jiangdong was also a place of books with many literati, and the trend of association was almost a prairie fire. These eighteen people were all natives from Zhuji. Because of their similar interests, they decided to learn from the advanced experiences of Wuxian, Qiantang and other places, form associations and help each other, and promote their reputations together.

One of them stood up, held the wine glass and said, "Brothers, I am not talented, I am willing to get a name for the poetry club. If I can accept it, how lucky I will be!"

This person's name is Kong Rui, and his courtesy name is Ziduan. He is a sub-branch of the Kong family of Kuaiji. Although he is no longer a clan, he is still a large family in Zhuji. He is wearing a vermilion and is only six feet tall, but his face is upright. When he looks around, he is full of ambition. It can be seen that he is used to being arrogant on weekdays.

"Zi Duan, you are very talented in writing, and you must have a very good name. I'll listen to it quietly."

"Yuan Tan You can still 'reach the auspicious', but I have 'reached the present'. I'll tell you quickly!"

"If you say this, Yuan Tan and your young uncle are not as good as me." Another scholar stood up, walked to Kong Rui with a glass of wine, and looked like he was holding his arm to make wine, and said, "I am 'repeated', and I am three points faster than you all!"

Others laughed so hard that they were stumbled. Yuan Tan and his young uncle looked at each other, shook their heads together, and said, "It's still Mingchu that you are so powerful, so you are willing to be at a disadvantage, and you are willing to be at a disadvantage!"

There is an article in "The Book of Songs? Zhao Nan" "The Plum Blossoms", which is a poem about a woman waiting to marry. It is divided into three chapters. The first chapter "Reading for the auspiciousness" means that a woman still has a calm meaning. The second chapter "Reading for the present" has already seen anxiety. In the last chapter, "Reading for the name of it", it can be said that she can't wait. When the literati gathers, they will not speak as straightforward as a mountain village man, but these three people regard themselves as literati, but use the woman waiting to marry to flatter Kong Rui. It can be seen how kind the character is.

Kong Rui smiled. Although he knew that most of these people were flattering, he was also very happy in his heart. He said, "I had two broken poems last night: the flowers faded and the makeup was broken, and the orioles were trapped in the Qing songs. We formed a club, but we were not just for the flowers and moonlight, and the swallows wrote poems? It happened to take the two words Qing songs in the sentence and wrote the Qing song club. What do you think?"

“Excellent!”

"Extremely wonderful!"

"A clear song... the water of Canglang is clear, and I sing to express my words! As expected, Zi Duan is a lyricist, and I can't wait."

Kong Rui turned his head and looked at the man in cloth clothes, with a sincere attitude and said, "Don't doubt, do you think Qingge Club is enough to make a name for himself?"

This man in cloth clothes was Zhang Mo who had a conversation with Xu You outside Wu County that day. He smiled and said, "It's not bad!"

Kong Rui was overjoyed and said, "With the five-colored dragon phoenix, the Qingge Club will surely be prosperous!"

Since Zhang Mo had no objection, the name of Qingge Club has been decided. Kong Rui is the host today, so he naturally wants to make the club happy. He has paid a lot of money to leave a day's gap and not accept other guests. This is a big deal, so he specially summoned Chunshui to come in and offer songs.

Chunshui was wearing a thin green feathered shirt, with her shoulders slightly exposed, her skin was better than snow, and her jade legs opened and closed, and the scenery inside her shirt was faintly visible. Fortunately, there were charcoal basins and red stoves in the room, otherwise she would be demeanor and not warm. Her beautiful eyes swept through Zhang Mo and stopped slightly, and finally fell on Kong Rui, pursing her lips and smiling, making her look bright and radiant.

For those who serve the brothels who serve others in a sex manner, how to please people is already an instinct. It has nothing to do with appearance or talent. The person who makes the most money can always get the best treatment.
Chapter completed!