However, after a few days of enjoying the wine pool and meat forest, Ying Si felt very depressed, as if a resentment accumulated in his heart and could not be released.

Sometimes when you are too idle, it will hurt! Ying Si is a typical nouveau riche mentality. He has been holding it in for too long, and he feels uncomfortable again and has nowhere to vent.

After a while, he wanted to go out and relax and get some breath.

The handheld seeds have been sold for a while, and I don’t know what the people who bought them responded.

Just because Ying Si walked a long way this day, about dozens of miles outside Xianyang City, there was a small village that could not be named.

Because compared with other counties, the small village is still close to Xianyang, and they have to get the moon before they get close to the water, so they also bought a seedling machine.

Ying Si went out in a casual manner and only brought Bai Qi with him. He was dressed casually and looked like a businessman.

If you want to find out what the people think, you should not let them know their identity.

Otherwise, what you say will be against your conscience and have no reference value.

In front of the village entrance field, there is a secluded tea shop, decorated in a simple manner, with only a few pitch-black wooden pillars that hold a straw shed.

Tea shops open outside the city, with few people, and business is not as good as in the city.

But the boss earns free money and sets in the fields to ask for a cup of tea when the tired people are resting.

Today, the business of the tea shop is particularly deserted.

It is said that many people have purchased handheld seeds developed by Wang Shang, which is magical.

Even the old man in his seventies or eighties used him to sow seeds among the ridges, and he didn't feel tired all morning.

Although the tea shop was inconspicuous, Ying Si liked the artistic conception of "the ancient road, the west wind, the thin horse", so he entered it and sat down.

After sitting down, Ying Si simply ordered a pot of hot tea.

At the next table, there was an old blind man, ragged clothes, and the straw sandals on his feet had broken several big holes.

There was a bowl of turbid wine in front of him, which looked a bit ridiculous.

He took a sip of wine to moisten his throat and said loudly: "Today, I will not talk about the lingering children, nor will I talk about the unparalleled wisdom, but only said that I, Wang Qianli, entered Chu, and then killed people and set fire to escape."

Bang! Before he finished speaking, a bluestone appeared in the old man's hand and slapped hard on the table.

It turned out to be a storyteller! Ying Si was stunned and picked up a bowl of herbal tea to drink it. It was really good things that didn’t go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles away. Can’t I tell you some of my great achievements?

It was too unsatisfactory to say it in the face of Chu State! The four-dimensional quietness, the old man, regardless of whether there were people interacting, hugged the smooth and bright wooden stick in his arms, and continued: "The times create heroes. In an era, how could one or two heroes appear? My king is the only hero in this world!"

"———" The old man closed his eyes and talked, and he spoke in one go, just like a small bridge and flowing water, without hearing the sonorous sound.

Ying Si admired this old storyteller. Today, there are a hundred miles outside Xianyang City. Not to mention talking about Ying Si, there are not many people who dare to name them.

In this era, there are many people who randomly criticize the government and are punished for their words.

But the old man is not afraid. He is now alone and can only make a living by relying on this skill.

The deeds he mentioned were also heard about, and they were very different from the real scene, and the old man also polished them a little.

However, these people are not well-informed, and the protagonist of the story is the King of Qin, which has a great gimmick.

No matter whether it is true or false, I listen to it with relish in my spare time.

Therefore, as soon as the old man started speaking, he immediately attracted a group of people, who even put down the farm work in his hands.

The business of the tea shop has also improved, which is why the boss doesn't drive him away no matter how dirty or messy the storyteller is.

The old man talked about Ying Si's entry into Yingdu, Chu, and because someone said bad things about Qin, he drew his sword in the street to kill him! This heroic spirit made all the tea lovers fascinated, and the farmer who originally wanted to work also deliberately stopped.

The story has reached a critical moment. "After Qu Yuan, the left disciple of Chu State, learned that my king had entered Chu, he sent a large number of Zhang Huatai guards, intending to capture my king to sign the city alliance. What do you think?"

When he asked, no one answered his question at all, but he was shocked and screamed.

The old man smiled slightly, stopped keeping his cover, and continued to tell the story: "My king happened to meet Concubine Zheng who was out, and actually took Concubine Zheng hostage and left the capital of Chu."

After these words, countless cheers were received and the old man also brought shallow income.

"Tomorrow, I will tell the story of my king entering South Korea, destroying the entire family of Wu'an Hou Han Peng, and chasing the enemy for hundreds of miles. See you all."

The people were so happy that although they did not respond, tomorrow's story would be more exciting than today's one.

It comes as soon as you come, and there is not much money. Listening to books while farming is a good pastime.

After Ying Si heard this, the people in the tea shop also dissipated a lot. He gestured to Bai Qi and said softly: "Go, tell the old man that I want to invite him to drink."

Bai Qi smiled knowingly and hurriedly walked towards the old man. The old man had packed his things and was about to leave.

But Bai Qi suddenly blocked his way and said softly: "Old sir, my shopkeeper wants to have a drink with you."

’The old blind man thought about it and thought about it for half a cup of tea, and finally nodded.

He was already half-in-the-earth, and no one would have murdered him.

Besides, he only earned some money by telling books, and did not bother anyone, and naturally there was no reason for killing innocent people indiscriminately.

The old blind man walked up to Ying Si, sat down, touched the table with calluses, touched the wine bowl, and drank it all in one go, then said: "I can only tell the story of the official family and I can't repay you. If the official family wants to hear any story, I will just say it."

"It's all small money, so the elderly don't have to worry about it. It's normal for people to invite people to drink."

Halfway through speaking, Ying Si suddenly gasped and asked, "You can't see, but why do you know that I am an official?"

"The villain not only knows that the young master is an official, but also knows that the young master is a high-ranking official."

"oh?

Why is this?"

The old blind man pointed the ground with a wooden stick and said slowly: "It is the young man who invited me to drink just now. Although he is not old, he has a strong murderous aura in his words. If the villain expected it is right, he should be a general. He can make the general in the military camp obey his will. Isn't he still a high-ranking official?"

Ying Si smiled heartily and said, "That's right, it's the reason. It's so refreshing to talk to the old man. Come on, I'll give you a cup to Mr.."
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