Chu Yue's face was calm, and he was drinking tea with great interest.
Ning Huan was a little speechless, seeing Chu Yue like this, he had already been prepared.
Then she should be honest about the story!
She glanced at the four of them a few times, Sha Dapeng was still complaining about this and that, but that Hou Ziji never spoke, he sat there quietly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
Ning Huan thought about it, when he saw this person in the Buddha's town before, he didn't seem to have said a word.
Ning Huan didn't think much about it, and he didn't care too much.
Not long after, a person on the stage walked slowly.
The man was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, looking elegant, holding a pampas fan, and walked to the stage.
There was an exclamation from the audience, and the strange atmosphere before suddenly disappeared!
"I've been waiting for days, but it's time for the world to tell the story!"
"Yes, yes, although the name of the tea house in the world is not right, but this storytelling is really powerful."
"Not really!
They are always the first to get the news, and what we hear is true. ” "Hurry up and stop arguing, listening to Mr. is the main thing." …… The storyteller stepped forward and looked at everyone in the audience with a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
Today is the first time that we have told a story at the World Tea House in Weilai City, ladies and gentlemen, and listen to the old man slowly. ” "What we want to talk about today is the son of Rong Yuan, the national teacher of Xiyan." …… Ning Huan was stunned for a moment when he heard this person say the name of Baili Xuanyuan.
What do you mean?
Today you want to talk about a hundred miles of Xuanyuan?
Could it be that they know the identity of Baili Xuanyuan?
Ning Huan became nervous in an instant.
Chu Yue gave her a calm look and said, "Don't worry!"
” I just listened to the storyteller continue.
"Speaking of this national teacher of Xiyan, all the officials must be very admired.
In the entire Xiyan, there can be incense offerings from the ancestral hall, and for thousands of years, there is no one else except this national teacher. ” "Six years ago, Rong Gongzi was passing by the city of Buluo, and it happened that the city of Buluo suffered a catastrophe.
Meteorites fell from the sky, natural visions, this June God, there was an unprecedented heavy snow in the city.
After the snowstorm, the crops are all gone.
But this Rong Gongzi, without waiting for the sunny day, single-handedly melted the ice and snow and revived the earth. recovered the losses of the people, and just this time, Rong Gongzi became the god in the minds of the people of Xiyan. ” "After Rong Gongzi's big drama, he was a confidant with the prince of Xiyan at that time, who is now Emperor Xiyan.
He helped the prince become the crown prince and ascend to the throne, and in just a few years, he sat firmly on the throne.
And this Rong Gongzi has become the national teacher of Xiyan. ” "After becoming a national teacher, he almost did not stay in the city, he went to Xiyan to solve the problems of the people, this battle became famous, and the people spontaneously established a shrine for him......"
"So today, ladies and gentlemen, let's talk about how this national teacher of Xiyan did it, how he became a myth, and his identity......
Who he is, let's talk about it one by one. ” …… When Ning Huan heard this, he was speechless.
Is this storytelling a hole in the brain?
What does Baili Xuanyuan do?
Chu Yue couldn't help laughing, she asked Ning Huan with a smile, "Do you feel angry?"
” The corners of Ning Huan's mouth twitched: "I think this person is sick." ” "Listen and see what else he can say."