storyteller

When the two arrived outside the Xiangshui Building, Qiu Lingfu quietly walked along the eaves, listening with bated breath, and made sure that there was no one in the room, so he went through the window and entered.

When walking, the eave tiles loosened from time to time, and almost alarmed the occupants of someone's room many times. Fortunately, Ah Po reminded him in advance, so he managed to avoid it and avoid accidents.

After Qiu Lingfu entered the room, he and Ah Po carefully observed the surroundings. Qiu Lingfu saw a celadon vase half a person's height in the corner, so he moved it away a little, called Ah Po, and handed him a dagger.

Knowing what he meant, Ah Po stabbed a dagger into the wall behind the vase, the hand was so strong that it directly poked a small hole in the one foot thick wall.

There was no one next door, so Qiu Lingfu specially found two empty rooms in a row, poked a hole in the hidden place, and he didn't know what he had in mind.

The layout of each room is more or less different.

Cleaned up the peeling debris of the wall, covered the hole with the celadon vase, sneaked into another room to clean it up and found something to cover it, and the small hole was properly covered.

In the same way, he found a few more rooms, made a few openings, and closed all the unoccupied places up and down in the Xiangshui Palace, Qiu Lingfu was willing to let go and go back to the room with Ah Po.

Just about to go to sleep, I heard a loud noise, startled, and looked at the noise again, just in time to see the sharp point of a dagger being withdrawn from the wall, revealing a bright, water-like eye on the other side of the hole. Li's languid smile is so annoying.

"What are you doing? Are you addicted to poking?"

Ah Po got his wish and saw the dissatisfied look of the person opposite: "I'm addicted, I want to poke a few more."

"I'm asleep." Qiu Lingfu yawned, ignored the man, and walked back to his bed.

Ah Po kept watching, seeing that the person was out of sight.

Walking to another place along the wall, he touched that wall with his slender fingers. After the man should sleep here, if he pokes a hole, he can see his messy sleeping appearance.

He scratched twice on the wall with the dagger given by Qiu Ling, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and blew on the dagger, blowing off the wall dust on it, exposing the clanging chill, then turned it around beautifully, and put it in his sleeve.

Apo returned to bed and lay down.

When she first started to bully Qiu Lingfu, she threatened him to sleep in his bed, eat his snacks, screw up his pranks, and made Qiu Lingfu angry and scared.

Do you really want to sleep in his bed?Looking at that guy's stubbornness, he didn't even know what this guy would use to poison himself to death.

Eat his snacks?I didn't eat snacks, but my mouth did.

Ah Po recalled the sweet taste, as if he was still in the middle of his mouth, he couldn't help licking his lips, with a satisfied expression on his face.

...It can be said that he screwed up his prank, not only did he not screw it up, but now he is helping him.

He smiled, wandering all over the world with a carefree and unrestrained air, but his wandering eyes were firmly locked on this greedy person.

Early the next morning, Qiu Lingfu and Xu Bichuan expressed that they would stay in the flower field for a while, and when Hanyan came, they would go to Huayuye together.

Xu Bichuan understood, knowing that he was in a bad mood and wanted to cause trouble for Xiangshui Palace, so he said, "Okay, but I have to go to Huayuye earlier to talk to Master Sun about something, you are so naughty, I am in Huatian, I don't care rest assured."

"Is there anything to worry about? It's not a child. This flower field is full of people with flowers and rain leaves. I really messed up something that I can't clean up. Don't you still have them?"

Qiu Lingfu disagreed.

There is nothing wrong with Xu Bichuan's concern for Qiu Lingfu.

But Ah Po looked gloomy when he saw the two people talking to each other, and there was a sour taste in his heart, he couldn't bear it, it seemed that there were thousands of unreasonable malice directed at Xu Bichuan, and it spread to Xu Bichuan. On Qiu Lingfu.

But it was difficult for Ah Po to taste the bitterness of love for the first time, even in the face of Qiu Lingfu, he had to suppress it firmly.

He hasn't even noticed that he is paying attention to him, forcing him to understand the bitter fruit of his complicated love, he must be baffled.

Not to mention him, even myself treats myself, sometimes inexplicably.

"...Then you can only get rid of A'Po Shaoxia with a lot of help."

Ah Po came back to his senses, and when he heard Xu Bichuan say this again, he responded, "Definitely."

Xu Bichuan glanced at Ah Po, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, this Ah Po turned out to have such a handsome face after removing all the messy things on his face, and asked again: "It's okay for you to show your face. ?”

"Sooner or later it will be exposed, the affairs of the Bai family can't be buried forever." Ah Po laughed, he was not afraid.

Having eaten something early this morning, I bumped into Li Ye again. Li Ye is really a good friend. He didn't say anything when he bumped into a wall yesterday. He chatted with Xu Bichuan and others enthusiastically. Seeing that Xu Bichuan seemed to have something to do, he had no choice but to He also invited Qiu Xiaoshi to some nice place in the flower field.

"Where are you going again?" Qiu Lingfu went out again after eating, and Ah Po came over to follow this and that person and asked.

"Storytelling." Qiu Lingfu's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Fanjiu old man dare to come out in broad daylight?" Ah Po teased.

"Don't dare. I'm not an old man with rice and wine today. I just gave some gifts to Xiangshui Palace to pass the time. I won't bother you with old wine and wine." Qiu Lingfu said.

Qiu Lingfu found a hidden place, put on a dark cloth, put on a small beard, and disguised himself as an ordinary peddler.

However, make-up cannot be drawn completely out of this person's own characteristics. Qiu Lingfu once turned into that rice wine old man, but because the beard and white hair can cover most of his face, even if he meets acquaintances, he may not be able to recognize him.

And this mustache was put on his eyebrows and changed again, in fact, he could still vaguely see Qiu Lingfu's original appearance.

"Okay?" Ah Po saw that the mediocre moustache had finished dressing up, and his hands and face were completely darkened.

"Let's go, do you recognize me? I have deceived many people with my outfit, and you even call me big brother when you are your age." Qiu Lingfu was still a little proud.

"I can recognize you, I can recognize you old man, so why can't I recognize your mustache." Ah Po raised his voice to destroy his prestige, and couldn't help but look at the mustache on his lips a few more times Eye.

"Hey. My face-changing technique is ranked second in the world, and no one dares to be number one." Qiu Lingfu said, "Why do you think my mother has disappeared from sight for more than ten years and is still living in Huai'an."

"Then you are second, where is your mother?" Ah Po asked with a smile.

"Tied for second place." Qiu Lingfu said.

The flower field is not big, it is just a small town, but there are quite a lot of teahouses and restaurants here, and the people here are quite poetic, probably because of the proximity to Huayuye.

From time to time on the road, women in twos and threes will come across to buy rouge, gouache, cloth, clothes, or pens, inks, papers and inkstones.Talk and laugh happily, without any scruples.

This must be Hua Yuye's disciple, ordinary people seldom let girls come out to talk and laugh loudly like this, only martial arts girls can be so comfortable.

Qiu Lingfu walked into a teahouse casually, found the shopkeeper, and said with an old-fashioned look, "Shopkeeper, are you short of storytellers? I came from Ziyu yesterday and heard a lot of interesting stories. Let me talk about it, how about adding a little life to your teahouse?"

Ah Po sat aside earlier and called for tea, as if he was a stranger to this little beard, but he listened carefully with his ears pricked up.

When he heard that Qiu Lingfu, a 17-year-old boy, insisted on acting out a secular storyteller's argument vividly, he secretly laughed in his heart.

The shopkeeper looked Qiu Lingfu up and down, as if he didn't trust him, and asked: "Sir, in our teahouses like Huatian, there are often idle storytellers who claim to be from Ziyu. Some talk nonsense, but the asking price is high. I want to leave before I finish the tea, and there are fewer customers than before...I'm not insulting you, but this business is always going to be done, just what do you hear, how much is the asking price, please tell me explain?"

"The asking price is not high. I only need twenty copper coins. As for the content... the shopkeeper, I don't know if you will see it soon. This Ziyu Qiu Xinsu appeared in Ziyu, and the servants of the Bai family were killed in Zixiang Tower I don’t know if you’ve heard about it?” Qiu Lingfu was mysterious, with shrewd eyes, “There’s also old man Fanjiu, I accidentally found out about that old man, if you want to listen, I’ll have to pay more.”

Qiu Xinsu, a servant of the Bai family, old man with rice and wine......

The shopkeeper really showed surprise, these few words put together were enough to make him look at the storyteller with admiration, but he said apprehensively, "If this is true, and there are more customers, I will definitely not treat you badly, sir. It's just that I'm afraid..."

The shopkeeper hesitated on purpose, if the storyteller mustache was a smart person, he would naturally know what he meant.

Qiu Ling endowed the soul and said, "These twenty copper coins are indispensable, but if there is one more guest since I told this story, you will give one more copper coin. Do you think so?"

The shopkeeper thought it was feasible: "Okay, please trouble sir."

The books that Mr. Fanjiu said were topsy-turvy, without the prestige and routines of storytelling, and his rhetoric and prose were all bullshit, vulgar and full of playfulness, and were criticized by other storytellers, big and small, as having no merit.

The rice wine old man and Qiu Lingfu himself are quite alike, and the acting is effortless, but today Qiu Lingfu seems to be playing a serious storyteller, Ah Po took a sip of tea, he really wanted to see, What would Qiu Lingfu say?

Although it was early in the morning, there were quite a lot of people in the teahouse, and a few girls came in laughing and asking for tea. When those girls entered the teahouse, their voices were lowered, and they whispered to each other, happy and at ease.

Ah Po couldn't help but look over there, guessing in his heart that it was Hua Yuye's disciple.

The waiter who was pouring tea for the girls glanced at those pretty girls with envy in his eyes.

But there was a soft voice calling: "Xiao Er, serve tea." This Xiao Er was full of reluctance again.

The shopkeeper had just negotiated with Qiu Lingfu, seeing that the little girl was not moving at all, he urged, "Go, you."

The little girl was shy and unhappy: "Why don't you ask Xiao Liu to go."

The shopkeeper's sulk: "Are you still working!"

The second boy actually had a look of insult on his face, and he murmured in embarrassment: "This girl's family, I have to be a big man to serve... I'm not a servant of the big lady's family ..."

Qiu Lingfu glanced at him, but interjected: "Hey, little girl, have you never poured tea for the female tea guest? This expression is uglier than the death of that servant of the Bai family."

To put it bluntly, I am not afraid that the other party will be angry.

"You!" The waiter blushed and wanted to refute, but saw that the other party was today's storyteller, and the other party didn't give him face, but he couldn't show him face in front of the shopkeeper, so he argued for himself, "They are not ladies and wives, but ordinary women without father and mother. They may be born lower than ordinary women, and they may be abandoned by some brothel women..."

The Xiao Er secretly glanced at the three women across the way, and seeing them looking at him, he was afraid of being overheard, but he didn't dare to speak too harshly: "Anyway, with a little bit of effort, I can't just stand on top of people."