Lanke Chess Edge

The architectural pattern of this kind of teahouse is to attract more guests. The outer perimeter is a disassembled wooden wall. As long as it is not a windy day, the wooden wall will be demolished. There are long strips of wooden panels between the outer columns. It can seat a whole row of people, and it is also convenient for people outside the teahouse to listen.

Originally, in order to keep warm in winter, the wall panels would definitely not be removed, but now it is indeed very bright.

When Ji Yuan came to this side of the teahouse, there was already no place to stand, even if there was not enough room to stand. When he arrived at the teahouse, he could basically only stand at the door. The board seat happened to be sat on by the two saber scholars in front of Ji Yuan.

However, people's temperament and bearing are really useful sometimes. Ji Yuan stood at the door and looked around, but couldn't find a less crowded place. He thought about standing at the door and forgetting about it. First, Ji Yuan sat on the two sword-sword scholars on the outer corridor board, and then he saw Ji Yuan who was one step away, and stood up together when he saw Ji Yuan's appearance.

"Sir, please sit here!"

One of the scholars stretched out his hand to invite, and the other one also slightly cupped his hands, Ji Yuan of course wanted to be polite verbally.

"Sit down, I'll do it standing up."

When I said this, the mood in the teahouse was rising, and the people at several tables near the fan-wielding gentleman were shouting that Zu Yue was shameless.

The two scholars also turned their heads to look over there, and saw that the fan-wielding scholar hadn't spoken again yet, and the doctor of tea was setting refreshments and new tea on his table.

"Sir, don't say too much, the elders are the elders, come and sit quickly!"

"That's right, we young people can just stand up."

ha? You young people?

Ji Yuan glanced at his temples from the corner of his eye, and then touched the corners of his eyes subconsciously. His temples were black and there were no wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. In the eyes of these two young people, he was so old?

"Okay, thank you very much."

After Ji Yuan bowed his hand to return the salute, he stepped forward and sat sideways, with his feet outside the teahouse. The doctor of tea over there also has excellent eyesight, so he hurriedly sent a message.

"Who are you over there, what kind of tea do you want?"

A scholar beside Ji Yuan hurriedly said.

"Give us three Shangyuqianchun, count it on my account!"

"Okay~~"

Ji Yuan and the others were sitting on the porch seats outside, but Dr. Tea was easy to wait on, so he went around and handed them tea cups, and poured tea for them one by one.

"Guest officers, please bear with me. There are really no tables and stools to place the tea cups, and the guest officers can only hold them by themselves for the time being."

"It's all right, you go!"

"Hey!"

Ji Yuan sat at the very edge of this porch seat, although there was still room for one person to sit on the side, the other two scholars who were obviously good friends did not sit at all, but stood beside them, so this little space Instead, it became the place for the three of them to put the teacups.

At this moment, the voice in the teahouse became more and more enthusiastic, and the people inside kept shouting.

"Sir, tell me about the battle ahead!" "Yes, yes, tell me!"

"We're all waiting!"

The gentleman holding the fan seems to be a storyteller, and subconsciously likes to whet people's appetites, so he picks up the teacup to moisten his mouth, and then opens the paper fan with a "snap".

"Speaking of these few battles, it's really heart-wrenching. For a long time, there was no news back. In fact, the army that the imperial court rushed to help still suffered, so I didn't publicize it. In fact, some officials and eunuchs knew about it."

"Ah?" "What!"

"The army to help is still defeated?"

Everyone in the teahouse was shocked, and some people's tea overflowed from the teacups in their hands, but seeing Mr. Fan's calm expression, he didn't seem to be worried at all. Some smart people knew that there must be a turning point in the future.

"Sir, don't try to be tricky, just talk about it!"

"Yes sir, I am very worried!"

The gentleman fanned the paper fan. With so many people crowded inside, it looked warm.

"Okay, let me talk about the before and after changes in the battle ahead: It is said that half a year ago the bandit soldiers of the ancestor Yue State broke through our Dazhen border pass. There were two to three hundred thousand people. Almost everyone is a bandit. I heard that most of their soldiers thought that I was poor in Dazhen, but when I entered Qizhou, I found that the people in Dazhen were rich. They were like bandits who saw gold and silver mountains, burned, killed and looted all the way, and committed countless crimes. In some places, whole villages were slaughtered, their property was looted, and women were bullied. , even the children and the elderly are not spared..."

"Bastards!" "These bastards who got stabbed!"

"Ahh... I'm so angry!"

Not to mention the people in the teahouse, even Ji Yuan frowned when he heard this.

"Thieves and bandits are stimulated by looting, and their morale is high. After Qizhou's frontier army was destroyed, the villagers in the territory were unable to resist. Besides, my Dazhen has been prosperous and civilized in the past few years. Young bandits, apart from the frontier army, there are not many soldiers in the cities of the prefecture, and the people of Qi prefecture have suffered disaster, hey!"

The people in the teahouse were angry while sighing together.

The gentleman shook his paper fan, shook his head and said.

"Then the news came back that today's sage made an order to fight against Zuyue's thieves, and the three kings marched to Qizhou one after another to fight against Zuyue's thieves... But those thieves are despicable, they are simply a group of bandits, without the pride of a soldier. Trying all kinds of shameless tricks... In the end, the first army lost tens of thousands of soldiers, and the second army also suffered several setbacks..."

Ji Yuan looked away from the storyteller and looked at the people in the teahouse. Many of them clenched their fists, and some of them clenched their sabers tightly, showing a feeling of anger against the enemy.

As for the storyteller's so-called "thieves and soldiers are shameless" that caused the defeat of the first two armies, this kind of statement is obviously a beautification of Master Dazhen.

"Damn it, these thieves!" "How could I, Master Dazhen, lose to such a bastard!"

Two scholars beside Ji Yuan were holding the sword, one hand was tightly gripping the hilt, even the knuckles were turning white.

"Mr., please tell me what's going on in the future. Judging by your demeanor at the moment, my Master Wang is definitely not completely defeated, right?"

Someone inside asked such a question, and the storyteller laughed.

"That's natural. In fact, although each of the three armies of the imperial court is arrogant and high-spirited, the real highlight is the last one. The old general Mei She, the general who conquered the north, led the troops to Qilin Pass. Among those who are good at fighting, there is also a general who you don't know, who is the second son of Yin Gong, named Yin Zhong, the second son of Yin is really a great man, he made great achievements in the first battle!"

"Is that so?" "Huh? There are military generals in Yin Gong's family?"

"Oh, Mr. Yin is a great Confucian in the world, and the second son is actually a warrior?"

"Yin Xiang's family is indeed full of outstanding people!"

Discussions broke out again in the teahouse, even Ji Yuan, who is an elder, couldn't help but smile, whether Hu'er has really grown up.

The storyteller fell into his old habit, and started to whet his appetite again. Instead of directly talking about the war, he talked about Yin Zhong by extension.

"You guys don't know, before the Second Young Master Yin set off, he was just a captain of Gu Ling, and he said that 'you don't have to be a general if you have no merit or achievement', otherwise, as Prime Minister Yin, how can you not be a general? But this time, relying on his military exploits, Mei Shuai directly nominated him for the general position, which can be said to be well deserved..."

The storyteller picked up the teacup and moistened his throat, seeing that everyone wanted to hear about Yin Zhong, he hurried on.

"General Yin is the second son of Prime Minister Yin, and he is naturally a man of knowledge. It is rumored that he accompanied the royal family when he was a child, and his grades were among the best. His martial arts skills are even more extraordinary. The weapons he uses are unique in the army. They are a pair of black double halberds. Unstoppable in swinging, not to mention outstanding in strategy, even more inappropriate courage!"

There was a lot of discussion in the teahouse, but this was the time when the storyteller wanted to talk, so he grabbed Xingmu and slapped it on the table.

"Crack~"

There was an instant silence in the teahouse.

"Let me talk about one of the most critical battles of Wang Shi's northward journey, and it was also the battle where the second son of Yin became famous. Seeing through the purpose of the bandit army, he asked himself to gallop in the starry night to help Luqiao Pass, and led the strange soldiers to cut off the bandit's food road, and spread the war. The suspicious soldiers confuse and scare off the bandit army for reinforcements, and lead more than a hundred elite cavalry to pretend to be the defeated bandit army, tricking the bandit army into the siege, and beheading the bandit general among the thousands of troops..."

The more the storyteller spoke, the more excited he was, a paper fan was flapping so fast that everyone in the teahouse was excited, and everyone held back their energy, and their fists were clenched even tighter than before.

Ji Yuan took a sip from his own teacup, the tea was fragrant and sweet, it seemed that tangerine peel was added to the tea, the storyteller's description of the battle was emotional, and Yin Zhong really did a good job. When Yin Zhong was happy, he also divergently thought that if the same tactics were used by Zu Yue's soldiers, it would probably be a despicable trick again.

Ji Yuan listened for a while, not only listening to the storyteller's frontline battle content, but also listening to the words of the people, feeling the emotions of the people here, then drank the tea and got up.

The national power is strong and the people are united. Although Dazhen suffered a setback for a while, it is definitely not something that Zu Yue can contend with.

After a while, Dr. Tea came over with a teapot.

"Come on, ladies and gentlemen, let's get some tea!"

The two scholars who were engrossed in listening quickly turned back to get their teacups, and were about to say a few words to the gentleman with extraordinary bearing just now, but found that there were only three teacups on the porch seat at the moment, and the man with black jade hair Mr. Baishan is gone, and there are still two coins beside the teacup.

"Uh, brother, where's that old gentleman just now?"

One of the scholars asked a middle-aged man standing by the verandah seat. The man was listening to the voices in the teahouse fascinated. He glanced at the side casually and said directly: "I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it."

Looking at the other people on the side, their expressions were drawn by the voice in the teahouse, the two scholars looked at each other and had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​finding a fortune.

"Hey, the gentleman's bearing on his eyebrows is by no means ordinary. He must be a well-educated person. It's a pity that we couldn't chat more!"

The scholar who entertained the guests sighed, and could only collect the two coins.

"Brother Deng, soldiers are being recruited everywhere. I heard that after the war in Qizhou is pacified, my Master Dazhen may continue to go north to settle the chaos of the ancestors and Yue, and open up the world. I want to serve the country with the army, even if I can't be a counselor , as a military clerk, what do you think, brother?"

"Brother Qi said it well, just like the second son of Yin, my generation of scholars can hold a pen before a case, and hold a sword in the saddle..."

The other scholar was also cheered up, and after a few words of excited agreement, he was about to say the words of going together, but he was thinking flashes, hesitated for a while, and finally could only say.

"Brother Qi is so ambitious!"

The scholar surnamed Qi looked at his friend's slight frown, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Brother Deng, you have parents, you have a wife and children, how can you just leave? Everyone has their own circumstances, and we will meet again someday! I have listened to everything that needs to be heard, I will go first, Xiao Er will pay the bill."

"Hey come on!"

Dr. Tea rushed over, took a look at the teacup and quoted the price of twelve cents.

The scholar surnamed Qi took out two pieces of five treasures from his purse, and was about to give them out together with the two pennies of Ji Yuan. arts.

After paying the money, the scholar surnamed Qi bowed his hands to his friend, and strode away directly. The scholar surnamed Deng behind him just looked at the back of the other party, wanted to chase after him a few times, but finally sat down with a slap on his legs.