【Zhou Ye】The King of Luoyang

※I don’t know much about it, it’s all nonsense, and BUG is inevitable. Although some real names and place names are used, they have nothing to do with real history, and there are a lot of inconsistencies with real history. Please forgive me for writing for fun, this is a pit (.

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Regardless of whether you want to inquire about things or listen to stories, teahouses are a good place to go.After noon, the sun softened the brick floor, and idlers of all kinds gathered in the city. A pot of cheap tea and a plate of rough refreshments were placed on the table, and soon the noise was overwhelming.There was war again, who kicked who out of their hometown, foreigners proposed to repair which treaty to rent which piece of land, and which faction Qingjun sided the president... The talk was as lively as my own, as if I had seen it in person. .

After repeated wars and famine years, people who have spare money to spend in teahouses, even if they are second-raters, they are also some kind of second-raters. It's a relative who turned [-] rounds, and it's short of saying that he has prostituted girls in a brothel with masters and masters, and burned cigarettes in a tobacco shop.

"...Speaking of Ye Xiu's famous work, this is a long story, I have to talk about it from the time when the Boxers made trouble..."

The noise in the teahouse went out one after another like harvesting wheat, leaving only the one in the southeast corner.The speaker was an old man with white temples and a gray goatee, and his tone of speech was old-fashioned.His voice is loud, and sitting in the northwest corner does not worry about being unable to hear clearly—although the two guests in the northwest corner don't seem to care what the people around them are talking about, they just drink tea one by one without speaking to each other.

Someone was in a hurry and couldn't wait for the "long talk" and interrupted the old man loudly, "The old guy always talks nonsense. It is said that Ye Xiu is not yet thirty, so what does he have to do with the boxers? You are still in the mother's womb!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and some people booed along with the sound, saying that it was just, don't be tricky, talk about the important thing.

The old man was not annoyed either. After taking a sip of the teapot, he walked into the middle of the teahouse and said with a smile, "Don't be hasty, the story will only be good if you listen to it when it's complete. Talking about the background does not reflect how talented and magnificent this King of Luoyang is."

"The King of Luoyang?" One of the tea guests couldn't hold back anymore, and said in a daze, "This is the border of Shandong, can the King of Luoyang control it?"

The stupid man asked stupidly, causing a burst of laughter with different sensibility, which made him even more puzzled.But he knew that others were making fun of him, so he kept his mouth shut.Instead, someone from the other side asked on behalf of the people who didn't understand, "Don't be fooled, who doesn't know that Henan is the territory of the Zhou family, when did they change their surname to Ye? If you want to talk about the king of Luoyang, it must be Zhou Zekai who was stationed in Luoyang recently. .”

Hearing his name, Zhou Zekai, who was sitting at the table in the northwest corner, was not slow in holding the pastry, but he took a sip of the pastry very carefully after it was close to his lips, as if he was eating while chatting with tea guests.

unpalatable.

He wiped the powder from the corner of his mouth with his index finger, and put the pastry with a small corner back on the plate as it was, since Jiang Botao, who came with him, would not eat it anyway.Zhou Zekai was the son of the old man who was born after his fortune. He was raised with wealth since he was a child. The cooks of the Zhou family were all the imperial cooks who had served the Queen Mother before.Jiang Botao just smiled when he saw it, and refilled him with tea.Tea is different. No matter how unpalatable the water is, they still have to drink it. In June, they had to find a way to get here. They were thirsty.

A few knowledgeable tea drinkers heard that the name of the King of Luoyang was distorted, and then laughed, and laughed for a while before explaining to everyone.A middle-aged man gestured with his hand, paused his fingers, pointed down to the ground, and pushed his chin forward, "Here, this Ye Xiu is the king of Luoyang underground, and all the underground in China belongs to him."

Speaking of this, the crowd couldn't understand the way, the old man cooperated with a movement similar to shoveling, "Understood, he is the King of Luoyang who used Luoyang shovel."

Hearing this, Zhou Zekai's eyes sharpened, and he glanced at Jiang Botao. He was communicating with him with his eyes, and it was this person.

Jiang Botao came up with an idea, "Should I find an insider later and ask?" His voice was very low, but his movements were not sneaky, and there was a smile on his face, as if he was talking about something. A great way to stand out.

Zhou Zekai was noncommittal, "Listen first."

It is of course good to get the information you want in the teahouse, Shandong is not Zhou Zekai's territory, so they sneaked here this time, naturally they didn't want to attract too much attention.

With just a few words between them, people in the teahouse who knew Ye Xiu had already started to sing about Ye Xiu's "brilliant deeds" word by word.

"Boss Ye has been washing his hands in the golden basin for two years, and the title of King of Luoyang has not changed yet. It can be seen that Ye Xiu's resignation and the group of robbers without a leader are not for nothing."

"It's fine, why is he washing his hands in a golden basin? I heard that he made a solemn oath never to touch the Luoyang shovel again."

"I'm not a roundworm in his stomach. I didn't know that the antique shop he opened after washing his hands is in Old Town. If you are curious, ask yourself."

"I heard that he has a great eye for antiques, and he can tell the real thing by smelling the smell. Whoever wrote it just loves money like a son, and he wants too much. The little boy in my uncle's house belongs to Fang Fengran and Boss Fang. Bao, accompanied Boss Fang once to ask Ye Xiu to appraise a pair of bracelets. He opened his mouth like a lion. Boss Fang was so angry that he cursed after leaving the house. As a result, you guessed it, he had to rush over the next day. Acknowledge the slaughter, he just has this skill, if you don’t accept it, you go elsewhere, if you don’t believe it, you still have to come back to find him.”

"Hey, I heard that Ye Xiu is the reincarnation of the boy of good fortune, and if he appraises treasures for others, his vitality will be seriously injured and his lifespan will be damaged, so he will receive a lot of money."

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After the most heated discussion, there was a gap between the words that could not be connected. A tea drinker who was not used to it took the opportunity to snort heavily, "Is he digging the grave of a family without fear of losing his life? It's a vile business in the world."

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of echoes, and there was a wave of small voices. Many people had long been unaccustomed to the admiration in the words of those "Ye Xiu disciples", and they almost came out to make a point.

That kind of work is secretive and shady, but it has lasted for thousands of years. It is not new, especially in the war-torn era, the living are too busy with affairs, and the guardianship of the dead is even more alienated. It is just in time for this underground faction to flourish.As long as it is an industry, there will be idols. It is not uncommon for some people to admire Ye Xiu, but the traditional Chinese concept here is that the dead are the greatest, and the souls of the dead cannot be disturbed. Therefore, those who rely on Luoyang shovels for food are lacking in virtue, and they must cut off their children and grandchildren. Yes, when have I seen such a swaggering discussion in broad daylight.

"That's wrong," one of the "Ye Xiu believers" who was ridiculed took out the storyteller's voice, shook his head and said, "This man doesn't know something, the king of Luoyang is a well-known thief and he has a way, and he can't destroy the tomb. Don't destroy corpses, don't be greedy, don't sell foreigners..."

Seeing these people gossip endlessly, Zhou Zekai frowned, he didn't come to listen to such nonsense.He glanced at the old man who was interrupted after he started talking. The old man had already sat back to his original position, drinking tea with his eyes squinted, and seemed to be planning to wait until they had finished their quarrel.

What he said is most likely a joke that has gone through countless versions, but the truth is often hidden in the joke.

Jiang Botao has been with Zhou Zekai for a long time, and he knows the elegance of the string song. Seeing his frown, he wants to solve the matter for him.Jiang Botao took out a few copper coins, raised his hand to invite the waiter of the teahouse, gave him one, and asked him to give the rest to the old man, saying that the stories of these people were not good, and he wanted to listen to the old man's story.The implication is that the old man is really regarded as a teahouse storyteller.

Jiang Botao and the others were well dressed and generous, so they could easily be recognized as young masters who came out to pass the time and didn't know the price of rice, so this move was not abrupt.The waiter received the reward and happily ran to work.