MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 128

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The shop's guests are surrounded by storytellers, and few people pay attention to the newcomers. Only Dian Xiaoer opened his mouth and froze. At a glance, they knew that their identities were extraordinary. He hurriedly smiled and greeted, "Yo, three guest officials please!"

Manxuan picked an unobtrusive table in the corner. The three took their seats. Zongzheng had his back facing the door without worry. The ninth prince sat opposite him. They asked for a pot of tea and a few snacks.

Jiangnan's folk customs are fairly simple. In addition to working, people like storytelling as a pastime. At this time, the storyteller was talking about a tourist named "Ren Daotian".

The nine emperor crossed his head and whispered, "Qi brother, what he said is exactly the person you are looking for? What kind of ability does this Ren Daotian have to make Qi Brother you look at him?"

Zongzheng sipped his tea without worry, and said lightly: "This man is a master with no sons, and he has the same vein as Master Xuan Jian with no sons. Both of them have one sword and one sword. Ren Daotian knows astronomy and geography, and is a strange man. Someone predicted that the two would return to the world. A few years ago, monarchs of various countries wanted to embrace the two for their own use, but they were in conflict with each other by nature and swore they would not. The other side worked together, so Xuan Jiantian took the sword into the mountains, lived in the mountains, and left Tianyin to travel the world by name.

The ninth prince yelled, "Ah? It turns out he's a Wuxi's uncle? Then Wuxi doesn't know where he is?"

Man Man replied: "This person has no place to live, and few people know him. It is not easy to find it. Even if he finds it ... he may not be willing to help us. Prestigious people usually have a bit of pride. "Not to mention that Xuan Jiantian's apprentice Wu Xiangzi has been loyal to Zongzheng Wu worry.

Zong Zheng nodded worry-free.

The nine emperor scorned: "Is not just a tourist in the rivers and lakes, what ’s so great, knowing the astronomy and the geography, is not as good as your 7th brother's ingenuity."

The man shook his head and said, "Everything you do yourself, is it the way of the king? The king deserves to know how to make good use of people, and to accept talents from all over the world."

The ninth prince raised his eyebrows and poked his lips: "Hum, you've said everything." He glanced sideways, as if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly flashed, quite gloating. He leaned forward and said, "Seven brother, I heard that the ministers have been on the line these two days, advise you ..."

"Oh!" He said only half of it. Zong Zheng's eyes were unshakable, and the tea cup in his hands was heavily on the table. His face was heavy. He looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to your palace with nothing to do. , What to do. "

The nine prince was trembling in shock, scared by his neck and narrowed his eyes, narrowed his eyes, shook his hands, and busyly said, "Don't don't ... Seven Brother, I don't think it's okay. "Pouting, with a look of aggrieved look, can't bear to look?"

Frowning frantically, looking at Zongzheng worryingly, he secretly said: What are those ministers participating in? Worthy of Zongzheng worry-free, and not let her know? She thought for a moment, seeing that Zongzheng was worried and looked bad, she still held back and didn't ask much.

She turned around and glanced around her eyes casually. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in by the doorway. The man was about forty years old, carrying a cloth bag on his body. He had no idea what to put in it. clean. His face was thin, with a goatee, and his beard was not long and sparse. He noticed that he had walked less than ten steps since entering the door, but his hands were more than ten. This person seems a little downcast, but his eyes are bright and brilliant. He has a straight body, his head slightly raised, and his steps are steady but casual, without a rule.

The middle-aged man came to the empty table opposite them to sit down, took off the burlap bag, and put it on the chair next to him, acting very lightly, as if there was something extraordinary inside.

The storytelling "Ren Daotian" came to an end at this time, and the listeners around him lost copper plates. Some people shouted, "Now is the next story about white hair and red face? Last time, you said that the peerless beauty's hair was white. Later, How's it going?"

The storyteller flashed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "Later ... Jiang Shan was torn apart because of her, and the world was in chaos ..."

Someone was startled: "Ah? Isn't she a jerk?"

The other person thought for a while and suddenly said, "Well? I heard that our princess and maiden are also gray and white. Wouldn't she say it to her?"

Another person seemed to suddenly realize that he patted his thigh and cried, "Yeah, why didn't I think of it? Alas, storytelling, if the stunning beauty is our princess and maiden, isn't it our emperor who entered the red account?"

"So, has the princess been married before?"

"I heard many years ago that the queen of a country was white-haired, and after a few years, that country died. You said, will we in the Southern Dynasty die because of the princess?"

"Yeah, her hair suddenly turned white, wasn't she getting stunned by the evildoers?"

"Shh, these words can't be said. If it is passed to the palace, it will be copied."

The crowd was full of tongues, and Zongzheng had an extremely worry-free look. His hands holding the tea cups were violently violent, and he was about to have an attack. He reached out and held his hand under the table. She was very calm. She always knew that although the ancient communication was not very good, and Fu Zhao would also order to ban the spread of the matter, these things will one day come to pass, and the things that should be faced can never run away. .

Zongzheng looked at her with anxiety. There was distress and annoyance in the depression in his eyes. He exhaled, let go of the cup in his hand, and patted her hand to signal that she didn't need to worry. Then he turned to look at the nine princes. The nine princes were shocked and quickly clarified: "Seven brother, you, don't look at me like this, I didn't say it out, I swear!" He sat upright, pointed at the sky and vowed to show innocence .

Zongzheng Wuwu naturally knew that it was not him, and ignored his words directly, and asked, "You already know this?"

The nine prince nodded, and Man-chan asked, "How long has this happened?"

The ninth prince thought about it and said, "About half a month."

The man turned his head to see the storyteller. I saw that person's eyes flickered and his face was a little flustered under the discussion of the crowd, saying, "This is all you said, but I didn't say it, don't say it today. No Said, close the booth. "Said quickly to pack things and pull away the crowd, leaving the teahouse bowed. The listeners behind him shouted, "Well, don't go, you haven't said whether the woman is a princess or not?"

Zong Zheng held her hand tightly and said, "Lao Jiu, ask Xiaodian to come and ask for information."

"Hey. Come here, little two." The nine prince beckoned.

Xiao Er, the shop that was greeting other guests at the table, called them, and hurriedly dropped the guests over there. He chuckled and said, "What's the commander asking?"

The nine emperor asked: "What was the storyteller just now? Where did you call? How long have you been here?"

Dian Xiao's eyeballs turned around, and it seemed quite difficult. "This ... I don't even know him."

The ninth prince immediately took out a piece of silver and put it on his hand. He squinted at him and said with a throated voice: "This, you should always know?"

Dianxiao Er changed his face immediately, and smiled and opened the flowers, even saying: "Knowing and knowing. He, our small shop that came a month ago, said it was from a foreign country, where is the specific, the younger really does not know When our shopkeeper saw that storytelling can bring more business to our small shop, we were happy to tell him a story here without questioning his identity. "

After a moment of contemplation, Manyu asked, "Where do you know where he settles on weekdays and who do he usually deal with?"

Xiaodian shook his head and said, "I really don't know this little one."

Seeing nothing else, he sent him away. Zongzheng worry-free then said: "Lao Jiu, when you go back, arrange for someone to find out the details of this person. When this person arrived in Jiangnan, you have had contact with anyone, so you must be exhaustive."

The Nine Prince nodded and said, "Oh."

The people listening to the book were still discussing, and the middle-aged man who came in carrying a sack bag shook his head and sighed softly, "The world is foolish, and the world will be divided for a long time. What can you do? Sadly complex! "

It was a moment of confusion, and he could not help turning his head to look at him. It seemed that the second young man had noticed the middle-aged man at this moment. When he looked at his dress, he walked over without hesitation. With contempt, he casually asked, "What's the point of this visitor?"

The middle-aged man said, "Oh, I'm not busy. I'll take a break first, and you're going to say hello to other guests."

The second-hand towel on the shop was put on his shoulder, and he squinted at him in three steps and turned to the shopkeeper, muttered a few words, and then asked again, "Guest, can you rest?"

The middle-aged man said, "Oh, I'll take a break."

The shopkeeper said, "If you do n’t, you can order tea and then take a break. Our business in this store is so good that you have a table left. If you do n’t order anything, you can just go out and rest. You occupy On the ground, there is no place for us to come here again! "

"Well, I say you ..." The middle-aged man seemed a little annoyed, raised his finger at him, thought about and put his hand down again, smiled, and suddenly said, "I show you a picture, how about it?" 2k novel reading network