so long

The spring of the fourth year of the new emperor.

North Tongcheng is bustling and bustling. It is a thriving scene. It is just in time for the morning market. Vendors are everywhere in the streets and alleys. The conspicuous one is a blind storyteller.

The storyteller is dressed in plain old clothes, a blue mandarin jacket, a folding fan in his hand, and a signboard in his right hand. He is sitting under the largest inn, telling a story eloquently, patting the table from time to time to enhance the effect. The onlookers also expressed emotion along with 'wow', 'ah' and so on.

"Let's talk about the natural and man-made disasters three years ago! Corpses were lying everywhere, and the border town seemed to have been washed with blood. In the severe cold, the bones were frozen and stuck in the soil. The old man was blind at that time! Experience Anyone who has been there knows the pain, tsk tsk..." The storyteller must have talked about sad things, his voice was low, and he covered his face with his sleeves and wiped away his tears.

"Fortunately, God is pitiful. The Emperor Shen is really the Son of Dragon. Within half a year after returning to the court, he will fight against the outside world. Within a year, the Yin Dynasty will be restored to strength, and an agreement will be reached with the barbarians to never fight again. Xiliang Kingdom The priest also has a deep friendship with Emperor Shen, and two years have passed so far, and it will be such a peaceful and prosperous world for nearly a hundred years!"

The emotion that the storyteller said moved the listeners for a while, but...

"Hey, don't we all know what you said? This is the story of wanting money?"

A man who looked like a dandy was talking while hugging his child who had just turned one year old, while shaking the money in his hand, he continued: "I'm afraid this money has nothing to do with you." They all nodded as if withdrawing from the story.

"Wait, wait." The storyteller closed his eyes, but turned to the man accurately, and said, "Wait a minute, guest...Isn't the old man just going to start telling the story now? I guarantee that none of you will know the story."

What the storyteller said immediately aroused more people's interest. The man holding the child curled his lips, and at the gesture of the lady beside him, he threw the money on the cloth in front of the storyteller.

"Hey, it's said that the relationship between Yin Chao and the barbarians has eased a lot now, but who knows that such a big war will end up in the end?"

"Does anyone know why Xiliang priests have a good relationship with Emperor Shen?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously, and the wrinkles on his face deepened a lot: "Who knows why the cults killed each other?"

As soon as the name of the cult came out, many people still had shadows and ugly faces, as if recalling certain things back then, even though three years had passed, they were still vivid in their minds.

But some people were extremely excited. Just hearing about the cult's cannibalism at the beginning made people happy. As time went by, those bloody scenes were blurred by them and they could only talk about them casually.

Some juveniles watching said disdainfully: "That's what they deserve!"

"Well, that's..."

"Hey, I also heard that the cult is actually near our Beitong City!"

"No way!"

The people around talked to each other in a hurry, and the atmosphere reached the peak in an instant that the storyteller wanted to make it more lively.The storyteller slowly shook his head, patted the table again, and drew everyone's attention back, saying: "No, no, it's very simple, it's just for one person."

"Who?" A bystander asked.

"A man." The storyteller stroked his beard in an inscrutable way, as if he could imagine the surprised expressions of the people around him.

"Eh? Who is that man?! What happened to him?"

"Yes! How can you have such great ability?"

The storyteller smiled and waved his folding fan to signal everyone to be quiet, and said, "I don't know who this person is, but what is certain is that the previous war was probably started because of him." Yes! Of course it ended for him again."

"This deep emperor has not yet established a queen! Up to now, there are still portraits of that man hanging in a certain palace compound, and the Yan family on Khan's side has also disappeared inexplicably. It is said that the cult leader was married before. It was also with a man at the time, and now the leader's wife is gone, let alone the priests of the Xiliang Kingdom..."

A child suddenly shouted: "I know! You said they all like a man!"

The storyteller smiled and nodded, this is an incredible story!How shocking it is for several such powerful and unusual people to fall in love with the same man!He waited for everyone's surprised reaction, but he didn't wait...

It's just that someone was surprised: "I'm just curious about who that man is. I knew what you said hundreds of years ago!"

"That's right, I don't know how many small restaurants have opened now, what's the point of liking a man."

"Hey! What's the matter with you, I also heard from the shopkeeper here that his inn has been lived by the current emperor, and it's with that man!"

"By the way, do you know that the inn of the innkeeper who was snatched by Khan in Nanxun three years ago has opened again?"

"No way?! When? Go around, find time to see!"

Facts have proved that when the troubles pass and the peace comes, the greatest entertainment for the common people is the secrets of the old gossip and the royal family.

The storyteller felt strange when he heard many people rushing away, but he still remembered that Beitong was very feudal in the past, and he regarded men and women as heresy. I don't know what method Shendi used, but it is really powerful.

The storyteller waited for everyone to leave, and felt that it was boring. He took the cloth on the floor to collect money and put it back in his pocket. When he was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by several people. He just thought he was pretending to be blind. He was discovered and was about to beg for mercy, but he didn't expect that the righteous master who came out from behind just wanted to ask him a question:

"You only need to answer one question for me, and this ingot will be yours."

The storyteller nodded quickly, looking at the handsome young man in front of him, he couldn't even say a word 'no', not to mention that he had never seen gold in his life, and was almost fascinated by the yellow light.

Said: "Okay, sir, tell me, the little one must know everything and say everything."

The young man was dressed in an expensive and low-key snow-white gown. He stood out among the crowd and was extremely conspicuous. His eyes were deep, and he wore a thumb that symbolized his status. He lowered his eyes to look at the handsome and oppressive appearance of the storyteller, and said:

"You haven't finished the story just now. Tell me about their ending. Who did the man end up with?"

How did the storyteller know about such a question, and he wanted to make nonsense, but he always felt unable to open his mouth because of the influence of the other party, and finally found a relatively safe answer, saying: "This... such a thing, how can it be so small? I know." He is just a storyteller, and he has never met any of the people in the story, so let him make it up like this, and it will be miserable if something happens.

The young man's eyes turned cold, and he said lightly: "Then guess, who do you think he will be with in the end?"

The storyteller was terrified immediately, and said tremblingly, "It's... probably all of them together, or I didn't choose any of them..." This is for sure, otherwise how could it be so peaceful these years, male beauty is a disaster.

Hearing such an answer, the young man looked at the storyteller blankly, without saying anything, threw the gold on the storyteller casually, turned around and left.The entourage behind him also followed closely.

The storyteller, however, looked at the ingot of gold in his hand, lost his mind for a moment, then came to his senses, bit the gold with his teeth, and when he wanted to take a closer look at the ingot, he found that the gold was lowered and printed with the ingot of the government. imprint!

And the young man who walked away slowly looked at Beitong, where the cherry blossoms were all over the city, his eyes were inexplicably lonely, his lips parted slightly, and he murmured: "A... none of them?"