Datang Storyteller: Uncovering the Secret of Xuanwu Gate, Li Er was stunned

"Your Majesty, I object. It is indeed wrong for the storyteller to talk about His Majesty's merits and demerits, but he did not slander His Majesty. On the contrary, he justified His Majesty's name in many things."

"My minister agrees, Mr. Qin has made no mistakes. Now all the people in Chang'an City know that His Majesty had no choice but to make a huge sacrifice for the sake of the Tang Dynasty and the people. First the country and then the family."

"..."

The ministers of the two camps expressed their opinions respectively.

Li Shimin still couldn't see sadness or happiness on his face.

After a while, after everyone stopped.

Li Shimin asked indifferently, "Fang Qing, what do you think?"

Fang Xuanling arched his hands and said: "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, in the opinion of my humble minister, the storyteller privately discussed His Majesty's past, and he has made merits in rectifying His Majesty's name, but the merits and demerits can be offset, but people must go to warn them."

"Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, how can he be reduced to a market talker!"

Li Shimin snorted softly, "I think this storyteller speaks very well. He has courage and courage. He dares to say things that ordinary people dare not say, and he can also tell the truth that I want to hear but can't hear."

"Using copper as a guide, you can correct your clothes. Taking people as a guide, you can know the gains and losses, and taking history as a guide, you can know the ups and downs. If you are free, you might as well communicate with Mr. Qin."

"Let's stop here today, I'm tired too."

After saying that, Li Shimin got up and left.

All the ministers looked at each other, not understanding Li Shimin's intention for a moment.

Fang Xuanling came in front of Cheng Yaojin, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Duke Lu, Your Majesty... but the person who talked to Mr. Qin?"

Cheng Yaojin immediately shook his head, "Since Mr. Fang has guessed, why bother to ask? My old Cheng doesn't know anything!"

Understand Cheng Yaojin's meaning.

Fang Xuanling smiled wryly.

Sighed.

He should have thought of it earlier.

If it weren't for His Majesty's handwriting, then Qin Yu would only be a gentleman who just started storytelling. Even if the storytelling was good, the audience would only be dozens or even hundreds of people.

And how can you be famous in Chang'an in one afternoon?

It turned out that what Mr. Qin said was exactly what His Majesty thought, and His Majesty borrowed Mr. Qin's mouth to justify what he did in the Xuanwu Sect.

After thinking this through, Fang Xuanling no longer struggled.

As for the storyteller Qin Yu, not only will His Majesty not touch him for a while, but he may even protect him for a while.

……

A good night's sleep.

Qin Yu woke up from the dream and saw that it was already daylight.

Simply made something and ate a meal.

Just started tidying up the restaurant, and cleaned it briefly, leaving everything else intact.

After thinking about it, Qin Yu found paper again. Fortunately, the original owner had read a little and could write with a brush, so Qin Yu posted a notice at the door.

"Notice, starting today, this restaurant will no longer sell dishes, only provide tea and drinks, and some small snacks from time to time."

Qin Yu couldn't do it alone, and the system forced him to tell stories, so the restaurant couldn't continue selling food.

But the place is still a good place.

The front is a two-story restaurant, and the backyard is a house and a large yard, covering two or three acres of land.

Qin Yu didn't have time to watch it yesterday, but the more he watches it now, the more he likes it.

Quickly planted the peanuts left over from yesterday.

Although Qin Yu didn't know when to plant peanuts, but it's just the beginning of spring, no matter what to plant, it should be very suitable.

He also only kept a bowl of it, and didn't plan to grow it, just keep it in the yard as an ornamental plant.

Get these done.

The restaurant has already started to come one after another.

"Mr. Qin, when will the lecture start today? After listening to your scriptures yesterday, I was so hungry that I didn't fall asleep all night."

Qin Yu glanced at the sky and said, "Everyone, wait for a while, and Shen Shi will start speaking."

"Okay, Mr. Qin, you're the only one in this restaurant?"

Qin Yu nodded.

"Then trouble Mr. Qin to serve you a pot of wine and stir-fry two side dishes. We will wait while we eat."

"Yes, bring me two side dishes too."

"Please trouble Mr. Qin for a pot of tea."

The people who rushed over heard Qin Yu tell the time, and they were not in a hurry. They each found a good seat and sat down, shouting for Qin Yu to serve wine and food.

Qin Yu smiled apologetically.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, because the staff is limited, the restaurant can't take care of it. From today onwards, meals will not be served, but drinks will be available."

When those people heard the words, they nodded, looked at Nuo Da's restaurant, Qin Yu alone, and expressed their understanding.

But there is no shortage of suggestions.

"It's a pity that Mr. Qin's restaurant is not in operation. Mr. Qin can find two people to help him in his spare time, or buy two people to help him take care of it."

"This brother is right. Not only will the sir's restaurant not be deserted, but I can also have food to satisfy my hunger when I come early, and I won't have to be robbed of my seat by others just because I leave for dinner at noon."

"..."

More and more people came.

More and more people were in favor of Qin Yu continuing to run the restaurant.

Li Shimin hurried over after finishing the morning court. Hearing the problems Qin Yu was facing, he couldn't help but ask, "What's so difficult?"

"I...it just so happens that there are two extra cooks in a certain family, so I'll have someone bring them over later."

When Qin Yu heard this, the relationship was good.

He's not stupid, he doesn't make money, you bastard!
"So, Qin, thank you in advance. I don't know how to address this guest?"

"It's fine for Mr. Qin to call someone the second master." Li Shimin thought for a while and said.

No name was mentioned.

The corner of Qin Yu's mouth twitched, I'm still your uncle!
When other people heard this, they felt a lot more at ease. In the future, they will have food to eat and listen to storytelling, and their lives will be much less boring.

Everyone found their seats and sat down.

"Mr. Qin, serve us what you have. If you have tea, serve tea. If you don't have tea, wine is fine."

Sitting dry, everyone felt that something was missing.

Qin Yu nodded, went into the back kitchen, put the cooked peanuts in small plates, put them on the tray, and put a plate on each table.

"Our new snacks, peanuts, ten words of sincerity."

"Peanuts?"

Everyone glanced at the little bean on the table, which looked similar to a bird's egg, with novelty and doubts on their faces.

"Mr. Qin, how do you eat this peanut?"

Qin Yu smiled and replied: "The guest squeezes it with his hands and puts it directly into his mouth."

Most of the people who come to listen to the book are not short of money, and don't care about the ten cents.

Hearing what Qin Yu said, someone picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth.

As soon as you enter the mouth, there is a slight numbness and aroma of peppercorns with a salty taste.

Chewing carefully, it is the sweetness of peanuts.

Don't have a taste.

"Not bad!"

"It's delicious, please trouble Mr. Qin to serve another."

While speaking, the man directly took out twenty Wen coins and put them on the table.

Others also tasted it one after another.