Daqin: Assist Zulong at the beginning and become a public enemy

Chapter 539 The Role of Storytellers
Chapter 554 The Role of Storytellers
"Speaking of which, Maodun was born with a wide mouth, a broad nose, green eyes and long fangs. It is rumored that he was born from a wolf demon in Pingyi County's Langjuxu Mountain. His Majesty defeated him and expanded his land thousands of miles in one fell swoop."

The old man who was shaking his head and talking in the middle stopped suddenly when he said this, then grabbed the large piece of meat on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, then took another sip of the wine on the table, and then he was still full of drinks Chewing slowly.

"Bang bang!" Seeing that Lao Wang started to pretend and force again, of course, if people at this time knew the very popular words of pretending and forcing in later generations, they patted the desk in front of them impatiently and shouted: " Lao Wang, Lao Wang, you said that the Huns were in a hurry, and your old man is talking about something else!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of echoing.

"That's right, old Wang, you've gone astray again!"

"Old Wangtou, you said it. Come on, the bartender will serve Lao Wangtou another pot of good wine and a plate of meat, and I will pay for it!" Then he turned his head to look at Lao Wangtou and said, "Old Wangtou, I will serve you good wine and meat, please hurry up and talk about it. How about Maodun?"

"Hurry up, old Wangtou!"

All the drinkers in the tavern croaked in unison.

"Thank you, brother, for your generosity. Then my old Wangtou will talk about the Huns in a hurry today, and listen to the officials." The strong man who gave him food and drink bowed and bowed.

"Modun was the son of the Hun Touman who was defeated by His Royal Highness and only a hundred riders fled back to the depths of the grassland. But this Modun is really good. He became the Hun Shanyu himself and united the loose Hun Together. How are you doing, you judges, just listen to my old king coming carefully."

There was an instant silence in the tavern, and all the drinkers listened intently and attentively to the old Wang's head in the middle of the tavern lobby.

Seeing this scene, Ying Gang, who was sitting quietly in a corner of the tavern, took a sip of the wine in his hand. The spicy taste stimulated the taste buds in his mouth, but a smile appeared on the corner of Ying Gang's mouth.

Want to see how gossip and rumors are spread in later generations of costume dramas?
Only the storyteller.

And what happened in the tavern in front of you, isn't it just what often appears in later generations of goofy costume dramas?

Storytellers, storytellers, these two things, promoted by Ying Gang's black hand, have quietly flourished in Xianyang and even the counties in Guanzhong.

Through the channel of Heibingtai, Ying Gang is very clear that the storytelling industry has already left Guanzhong, and it is slowly becoming popular in the prosperous cities of Shandong, such as Handan, Linzi, and Julu, which belonged to the six countries.

What public opinion represents will naturally go without saying in future generations.In today's pre-Qin era without the Internet, radio, and television, the power and role of public opinion are far greater than those of later generations.

Although relying solely on the power of the imperial court and the government can guide the direction of public opinion, it is from an official level.One is an official and the other is a citizen. Although the two sides have not yet reached the natural distrust of later generations, the gap is certain.

And through those ordinary storytellers who are active in the streets and alleys, countless taverns and inns, let them tell the various trends, edicts and even developments of the imperial court through storytelling, the effect produced need not be compared, and it will far exceed the official appearance guided public opinion.

Because these storytellers are all from the bottom of the society, without any official background, at least on the surface, these storytellers are ordinary Guizhou heads.

Don't underestimate this identity.With this layer of identity, these storytellers who wander in the streets and alleys can gain a kind of natural trust and recognition from ordinary people who listen to books.

This is why Ying Gang would spend a lot of energy secretly ordering to find so many storytellers who can speak well and come from poor backgrounds.

Of course, the first storytellers could not come directly from ordinary people at the bottom.

After all, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and anyone who comes from the bottom of the society suddenly gains money, and anyone will doubt it.Once the things promoted by the imperial court are revealed, even if the public opinion will not change instantly, it will still cause great obstacles to Hu Hai's follow-up series of plans.

Without the attention of the people in Xianyang and Guanzhong, the first batch of storytellers from Heibingtai quietly appeared on the stage.

After all, what people in the Black Ice Terrace know most is the skill of killing people.And if you want to be a good storyteller, you must have a good mouth that can make the iron tree bloom.

Fortunately, the Black Ice Terrace is the Black Ice Terrace after all, and it is worthy of being Ying Zheng's most trusted team. Although there were many hardships in the process, they still gathered [-] good-looking young people who are good enough to be storytellers. .

There are twenty people, each of whom has to give lectures to Ying Gang first, and only after passing Ying Gang's assessment can he be considered qualified.

Quietly, twenty storytellers from Heibingtai appeared in twenty taverns secretly controlled by Heibingtai.

Undoubtedly, these storytellers who told the various stories that Yinggang wrote himself have quietly become popular.The twenty taverns are overcrowded every day, and there are countless people waiting in front of the tavern door in the middle of the night to wait for the door to open. Fortunately, they can grab a good seat the next day and listen to books.

The power of role models is infinite, let alone doubt the wisdom of the ancients.

Everyone opened taverns, and the twenty taverns whose business could no longer be described as hot, naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding taverns.If you can figure out the storyteller, naturally I can too, right?

But the question arose immediately, how did the said book be compiled?Some people say that there must be something to say, right?

Naturally, soon, someone came to the door.

It was the original intention of Heibingtai Mansion or Ying Gang to let other taverns come to their door and carry forward the business of storytelling.Pretending to refuse, the result is naturally that both parties are happy.

With the presence of countless taverns in Xianyang City, there is no need for Longwei Mansion to do the task of promoting the storytelling industry later.It is only necessary to secretly control the content of the storyteller's storytelling and control the direction of public opinion.

Obviously, the spitting old Wangtou in front of him belonged to the storytellers who were later cultivated by various taverns.

And what he said was a short story written by Ying Gang to strengthen the imperial power and strengthen the rule of Qin.

The old Wang shook his head and talked like a tongue, and praised everything from Yingzheng down to the old Qin people in Guanzhong.Won the loud applause of the drinkers in the tavern.

(End of this chapter)