Daqin: In the snow of storytelling, the first emperor gave me a reward

Daqin: In the snow of storytelling, the first emperor gave me a reward Author: Old Sanpi A

Introduction:

Zhang Xiao traveled to Daqin and awakened the storyteller system.

The popularity points gained by storytellers can be exchanged for various rewards.

As a result, the major classic novels were all brought by Zhang Xiao slowly, causing the rivers and lakes to shake!

"I use my life as an invitation to welcome the prince into the arena!"

"Kowtowed for 3000 years before the devil, looking back on the mortal world and not being a fairy!"

"Who is calling invincible, the one who dares to speak out?"

"Climb the road to the sky, sing songs, snap your fingers... Cover the sky!!"

"..."

Yaoyue: "On the rouge list, I'm actually ranked first? It seems that this young master Xiao is not only brilliant in writing, well-informed, but also very insightful~"

Empress: "Not to become an immortal, just to wait for your return in the red dust... I don't know who is more beautiful than me and her?"

First Emperor: "I understand! I understand! Mr. Zhang Xiao is really a great talent! Give me a big reward!!"

Zhang Xiao: "...No wonder Yaoyue, Empress, Concubine Xuan can all come to listen to my story. After a long time of trouble, this is the world of comprehensive martial arts!"

1. Storytelling in the snow!He looks a billion points good-looking! 【Favorites!Thank you! 】

Great Qin.

Sage City.

An inconspicuous Youlai inn is overcrowded, and there is no place to rest.

Xiaoer, who was carrying a towel and a plate, carefully squeezed through the crowd.

The potbellied shopkeeper saw more and more people listening to the book, and the corners of his mouth were about to go to the sky!

"Young master Zhang really has both talent and looks!"

"Compared to those three in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, it's not much better!"

He stroked the beard on his chin, and his eyes fell on the center of the inn.

On the red cloth high platform.

There is a sink of sandalwood tea.

these days.

The mysterious Mr. Zhang is here to tell the story.

And his little inn was originally unknown, and its location was very remote.

Soon, it became the largest inn in Shengxian City!

even.

The words Youlai Inn, along with Mr. Zhang's reputation, spread throughout Daqin.

Next.

There will only be more guests.

Plan ahead.

It's time to expand the inn.

"Why hasn't Mr. Zhang woke up yet?"

"The sun is drying his butt, so he can sleep?"

"Hey, I saw you, you are new here! For more than half a month, Mr. Zhang didn't wake up until noon!"

"Mr. Zhang said it last time. This time he will tell a more exciting story about the world. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"..."

in the corner.

Two beautiful women sat at a square table.

Even if they covered their faces with white gauze, they could still see their beautiful appearance from the outline.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang is dressed in white clothes better than snow, has a personable demeanor, is as rich as jade, and looks like a banished fairy. I don't know if it is true or not?"

The speaking woman was wearing a moon-white half-sleeved dress, and an orange-yellow gown with gold silk cuffs.

Long, smooth wine-red hair hanging down her waist.

She has a plain face, beautiful eyes with stars, exquisite facial features, and calm eyes like tender autumn water.

Wearing a green willow leaf-shaped necklace inlaid with white jade beads.

Dignified and gentle.

Like a fairy falling into the mortal dust, she is spotless, clear and clean.

"I'll find out later if I don't see it."

The woman who answered had a cold voice.

The purple hair is coiled high with a few silver hairpins, like a rose blooming in the sun.

The light in the purple pupils is cold and indifferent, like a pair of pearls hidden deep in the bottom of the sea, dark but bright.

There is a coquettish purple butterfly painted under the corner of the left eye, with lavender eye shadow.

The close-fitting purple mermaid dress has an extremely long hem, which vividly outlines the fiery figure.

Snow-like skin is exposed on the sides and back.

Seductive cloud patterns are outlined around the waist.

Black silk legs.

Step on purple high-heeled shoes.

Charming and enchanting!

Mature and sexy!

Every movement or look at random exudes a hint of evil and charm.

If they hadn't sensed the dangerous aura from them, the eyes of those who approached would have sneaked a glance over.

"Although I don't know what his appearance is, this Mr. Zhang has a good literary talent."

She rested her chin on one hand, thought for a while, and finally said this word of approval.

Admiration for her.

When the gentle girl beside her heard this, a look of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

My sister has always had a higher heart than the sky, so I can hear praises for men from her mouth!

Even Wei Zhuang and other super-class sword masters never praised him much.

Could it be that my sister likes the kind of gentle and elegant Confucian scholars?

People are talking.

creak.

The closed wooden door in the middle of the second floor slowly opened.

Immediately.

The inn fell silent.

All eyes focused on the door, looking forward to the boy in white who came out.

He holds a folding fan, is dressed in white as snow, and is as rich as jade.

A pair of bright peach blossom eyes, with a crooked smile.

Thin lips, ruddy and soft, faintly curved.

Black hair with a hairpin, two bangs hanging in front of the forehead.

Not only has the nobility and elegance of Mr. Pianpian.

There are also the chic and uninhibited people of the rivers and lakes.

It really deserves a sentence, Moshang is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world!

"Give Way!"

"Get out of the way!"

The people crowded on the stairs quickly retreated to both sides.

Some point their toes on the palm-sized area outside the railing, holding on to the railing tightly, for fear of stepping on the head of the person below.

Some stood on the railing with their arms in the air, trying to keep their balance.

Some had no way to retreat, took a deep breath, retracted their stomachs, and tried to press their chest and back together to make room for a little space.

Zhang Xiao stretched his waist, walked down the second floor slowly, and stood on the red cloth platform.

Ding!

There was a sudden silence under the stage.

despair!

Huali Xingmu slapped the table like this.

Everyone trembled slightly.

Zhang Xiao spoke.

"The book is next!"

"Mountains and rivers are in the picture, this is China!"

"Nine countries are separated, and the war is endless!"

"There is a saying that a troubled world arises because of people, and ends with people."

"There is a man who was originally a speck of dust in the world, but he rose up at the end of Qingping. He was in the army for [-] years, and with the momentum of starting a prairie fire, he dominated the world and made the Liyang Dynasty dominate the Central Plains!"

"This person's surname is Xu, and the word is Xiao! Xu Xiao!"

"He commanded an army of 80 Beiliang kings, conquered various countries, and killed countless families. He is known as...human slaughter!"

"His outstanding feats are shocking to the world!"

"Although the meritorious deeds are great, but given the king of a different surname and the fiefdom of Beiliang, he still holds a heavy army and confronts Beimang!"

"Xu Xiao built Tingchao Pavilion in the Northern Liang Palace, and piled all the martial arts looted from various sects in it, making everyone in the world salivate, and everyone wants to go inside and watch it!"

"However, the royal family of Liyang is still worried about Xu Xiao. They ordered Princess Sui Yang to marry her son Xu Fengnian. The purpose is naturally to contain Xu Xiao, and then slowly confront Beiliang!"

"Xu Fengnian was unwilling to let Beiliang be under the control of the royal family. In order to avoid the marriage contract, he had to pretend to be a dude and travel six thousand miles with the toothless old servant Jian Jiuhuang who was carrying a sword box!"

"This way, the mountains and rivers are treacherous. In order to eat, the master and the servant stole chickens and dogs. They were chased and beaten for several miles. In order to avoid bandits, they climbed the cliff and almost died."

"Fortunately, the three-year deadline has come, and the two of them finally saw a corner of Beiliang. Tears welled up in their eyes, and they supported each other, speeding up their pace of entering the city."

……

"Sister Zi Nu, this story told by Mr. Xiao is quite lively and interesting."

"It seems that he is really as people say, with outstanding literary talents, not inferior to the three of Xiaoshengxianzhuang."

The gentle woman smiled, and looked at Zhang Xiao standing on the stage, the light in her beautiful eyes flickered, she must have a bit of admiration.

"It sounds very emotional."

"Between the lines, it is filled with the blood of fighting and killing."

"With just a few words, the dark waves of the royal family and the heroes are presented before the eyes."