Chapter 1 Uninvited Guests (2)

The next morning, after another warm feeling, the two girls served Zhu Yinglong to wash and dress, and then they were moisturized and radiant. Zhang Yan, who was charming and charming, cooked the millet porridge that Zhu Yinglong liked to eat. After another intimate feeling, the three of them realized that Zhang Yan lived in a separate courtyard.

It is rare to leave the palace once. Anyway, it doesn’t matter if you go back to the palace for a while. It’s just a little relaxing and you’re in a good mood. So Zhu Yinglong looked up at the sunny sky, leaned back and turned to Yanhong who was walking on his right side and said, “Hong'er, it’s okay to go back to the palace too early. Why don’t we go on the street to walk?"

Yanhong's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she showed a joyful look. She had been serving Zhu Yinglong and did not have enough time to leave the palace anytime and anywhere for other concubines. Therefore, when she heard Zhu Yinglong say she wanted to stay outside the palace, she naturally felt happy.

During the day, Beijing says the most lively land is the overpass, let alone the sunny good days. There are crowds of people and shoulder to shoulder. This is only common in the prosperous capital. If it were other places, it would be difficult to see such a lively scene.

Looking at the way, those who play tricks, those who make clay figures, those who buy calligraphy and paintings, those who buy porcelain, fortune tellers, and those who sell all kinds of snacks line up into a long dragon. The dragon's tail cannot be seen, and when a loud shout is loud, only a few people can hear it. The hawking sounds are one after another, and it is very lively.

The three of them had a playful attitude and walked along the way. They tasted countless snacks, but most of them were just a simple taste. They only had a few more bites when they encountered it. They were so comfortable and comfortable when they were delicious.

"Young Master, there is a Qingfeng Teahouse in front of you. I heard that there is a storyteller in there. It is quite famous. Many princes and nobles praised him. Look..." Xu Yingyuan said in front.

Zhu Yinglong was also a little thirsty, so under the guidance of Xu Yingyuan, he went to the Qingfeng Teahouse.

The tea shops were already full of tea shops on the upper floor, and there were still a few empty seats left, all of which were remote and beside each other. Zhu Yinglong didn't care. Since he didn't wear that dragon robe, he was just an ordinary citizen, and ordinary people had to follow the rules of ordinary people.

Looking at the tea shops on the building, I happened to see a table with only a middle-aged man in a blue shirt and a scholar's headscarf. He had a thin face, cold eyes, arrogant expression, and a very demeanor in every move. Everyone walked around. Zhu Yinglong was curious, so the three of them walked over.

"Brother, please!" Zhu Yinglong said politely in front of the middle-aged young scholar in the green clothes.

The middle-aged scholar did not look so cold at first sight, but was just a little serious. But when he saw a young young man like Zhu Yinglong saluting him, he saw Zhu Yinglong dressed beautifully and with two handsome servants beside him, he immediately stood up and bowed, "Please, please!"

After the two of them sat down, Zhu Yinglong asked for a pot of good Longjing. Xu Yingyuan and Yanhong also sat on both sides at Zhu Yinglong's insistence, and each ordered a pot of tea and drank it themselves.

But suddenly there was a burst of cheers of praise in the sky, followed by another warm applause, and then another noise. Such a noisy sound made the quiet Zhu Yinglong frown slightly.

"Since the young master doesn't like this lively place, why do you still come in?" Zhu Yinglong's frown obviously fell into the eyes of the literati in the blue shirt opposite, so he asked this question.

But when the middle-aged scholar asked a question, Zhu Yinglong sipped tea and replied with a smile: "It's not the case, it's just that the noise is too big. Unfortunately, this teahouse has not prepared several private rooms, otherwise it will definitely attract more guests."

"This place is close to the downtown area, and most of the people who drink tea are peddlers and barbarians. How many guests can be like the young master?" asked the scribe in the green shirt with a smile.

Zhu Yinglong was stunned and then laughed and said, "I've been taught."

The scribe in the green shirt responded quickly: "I dare not."

After a few conversations, the two gradually became familiar with each other. Zhu Yinglong naturally used the pseudonym Mr. Huang. What surprised Zhu Yinglong was that this blue-shirted scholar was actually an official of the court.

Song Shixiang was a native of Yaozhou. He was a Jinshi in the 44th year of Wanli. In May of the third year of Tianqi, he was asked to dismiss Nei Cao and was hated by Wei Zhongxian. In the "Donglin Dian General Record" fabricated by the eunuch party, Song Shixiang was nicknamed Dimoxing and was known as "Valamus in the Yunli".

After Zhu Yinglong ascended the throne, he originally wanted to recruit him into the court as an official, but he refused but refused to accept him, which was somewhat different from what history recorded. Although it was a bit regretful, it was not difficult for anyone to force others to do so. Unexpectedly, he met him in this small Qingfeng Teahouse, which seemed to be a bit of fate.

This Song Shixiang is worthy of being a Jinshi. His words and speech are definitely not comparable to ordinary peddlers and barons. He even showed a humble and gentlemanly demeanor in his words and deeds, which impressed Zhu Yinglong, the dignified emperor. However, talented people must be a little arrogant. He has seen many such people, so he doesn't care too much.

The storyteller in Qingfeng Teahouse is a master of creating an atmosphere. He is talking about "The Record of the Southern Expedition", which is naturally the story of the current emperor who is in charge of the Southern Expedition. Zhu Yinglong could not hear it for a while, because the protagonist of the storyteller's today is not him, but Hong Chengchou, who is known as the "butcher".

"By the way, this Hong Chengchou has worshipped the current emperor..."

Listening to the ups and downs of the storyteller and the rich expressions that kept appearing on his face, the entire teahouse suddenly became silent. It was not the first time that many of them heard this "Nanzheng Ji", but they were still intoxicated every time.

When the storyteller talked about the appearance of Hong Chengchou and Song Xiance and others, Zhu Yinglong almost sprayed out the warm tea in his mouth. What's the reason? The storyteller actually changed the appearance of Song Xiance and Hong Chengchou. Of course, the storyteller did not press Song Xiance's short man on Hong Chengchou, but instead made Hong Chengchou a person with an eight-foot-tall height, an ugly face like the evil ghost Zhong Kui, and a fierce and evil spirit. Song Xiance became a graceful and elegant character like a fairy-like character.

"Hehe..." Yanhong had seen these two people, and when she heard the storyteller say this, she couldn't help laughing.

This smile was not a big deal, but there was silence all around, Yanhong's laughter was too abrupt. The storyteller who was talking and the infatuated tea lovers who heard it instantly cast angry eyes at the owner of the voice. Song Shixiang was also a little unhappy. Song Xiance calculated that he was his own family. Although he was not as good as him, he was still a genius. Yanhong's hair laughed, which was extremely rude.

Yanhong knew something was wrong, but Xiaoxiao had already laughed and could not take it back. Looking at everyone's angry eyes, her heart suddenly became a little scared. She quickly glanced at Zhu Yinglong and signaled for help.

Zhu Yinglong was amused in his heart. This girl has been by his side. Although she is extremely smart, she has little human nature. For example, the storyteller has regarded her as the one who came to ruin the situation. She is so afraid of some trouble.

"This lady is invited. I don't know what Meng said just now, why did he laugh?" The storyteller traveled around the world and had the ability to recognize people. He could tell at a glance that although Yan Hong was wearing men's clothing, she was a Xibei guy dressed as a man. However, she saw Zhu Yinglong's luxurious clothes. She didn't know where she came from, and she was a little worried, her face was a little slow, and she was polite and then a soldier.
Chapter completed!