Wu Ji saw that these listeners were really angry, not fake. Although storytelling has the effect of mobilizing people's emotions, it can make people feel ups and downs with the plot of the story. When you hear the excitement, shout loudly, hear the anger, and scold loudly, this is common.

However, before Huo Sanwen could say anything, they became angry. It should be that they had heard it a long time ago. No matter how good the storytelling is, if you listen to it, you will feel tired and make people's emotional fluctuations weaken.

These listeners are so angry, so what is the eternal regret?

Just as Wu Ji was confused, Huo Sanwen's mood became excited, his chest was fluctuating, no longer the appearance of the ancient Jing's unwavering appearance, and the light of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Hu!" Take a breath, Huo Sanwen calmed down, grabbed the wooden block, and patted it heavily on the table.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound rang out, shaking the tabletop, and he exerted forcefully.

Even this storyteller was so angry that he exposes a resentment on the table. What kind of eternal regret is this? Wu Ji became even more curious, raised his ears and focused his preparation.

"I'll say that Zhou Shizong attacked Liao and conquered three passes!" Huo Sanwen held the wooden block tightly in his right hand, and used too much force, and the back of his hand turned a little blue: "Zhou Shizong, whose real name is Chai Rong, is the nephew of Guo Wei of the Later Zhou Dynasty. Because Guo Wei had no children or daughters, he recognized him as his son and passed him on the throne..."

He had just started to say something and interrupted a noise.

"Chai Rong is a great hero!"

"He won the three passes without bloodshed!"

"At that time, Liaogou was so scared that he was so scared that Xiao Siwen evacuated Youzhou and fled to the north. As long as Chai Rong's army arrived, he could take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun."

"It's a pity that the New Year is not over, but Chai Rong suddenly died of illness when he was successful."

"If Chai Rong was still alive, how could the official family win the world?"

"The official family is too incompetent and did not take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Whenever we Yanzhao men think about it, they all sneer at it, and still admire Chai Rong!"

The audience members were talking nonsense and couldn't stop talking, and they were all the benefits of Zhou Shizong Chai Rong. Among the words, Zhou Shizong was highly praised.

"It turns out that it is about Zhou Shizong." Wu Ji suddenly realized. Wu Ji didn't know much about Zhou Shizong, and only knew that his country was finally obtained by Zhao Kuangyin.

"snort!"

At this moment, a scholar, about twenty-four or five years old, was wearing Confucian uniform, wearing a wise crown on his head, holding a fan in his hand, snorted coldly, stood up, his eyes angrily, glanced at the audience, and said angrily: "Zhou Shizong is a king who died young, and is a powerful man, and does not care about the suffering of the people. How dare you praise him? The officials followed the will of heaven and won the hearts of the people, and then they had the world, which was a hundred and a thousand times better than Zhou Shizong."

His voice was very high and his voice was very harsh, which showed his anger.

"Ha ha!"

As soon as the scholar finished speaking, a sound of ridicule sounded. The audience looked at him, like a monkey jumping around, with disdain on his face and he couldn't stop the corner of his mouth.

"If you say that the official family is good, you must be a useless scholar like you!" A listener pulled the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very high: "You scholars, you speak the way of the saints and the words of the Master. After so many years, they are red and purple in the eyes of the official family. You have to be breeze and wind, and rain. However, your saints and the words of the Master have lie down on the Liao Dog? Will the Liao Dog educate you? The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun are still in the hands of Liao Dog."

"Good Song Dynasty officials, so I can give these useless scholars the opportunity to be corrupt. You forcefully rob the women of the people and tell you a romantic thing. If you embezzle money, you will become a gentleman who loves money and get it in a good way!" Another listener sneer loudly said: "If Chai Rong was there, you scholars who only talked empty words would have driven him away long ago. The nerd, fighting against Liao Gou, relying on this, fist!"

"Chai Rong can scare Xiao Siwen away. Youzhou becomes an empty city. That is his reputation!" Another listener stood up and said good things to Zhou Shizong: "No one dared to fight Zhou Shizong to destroy Buddhism. He defeated him with his own hands. How heroic is that? In the Battle of Gaoping, the entire army retreated, and Zhou Shizong calmly calmly and did not retreat at all, stirred up the army's morale, and finally won a great victory. He defeated the Southern Tang and defeated the Northern Han. How great it was that he would have! He raised an army to attack Liao, and his troops could have won the three passes without bloodshed. He could have such a mighty one, that was that he could have!"

"If it weren't for Zhou Shizong, the Xiongzhou under our feet would still be in the hands of Liao Gou!" A tall listener stood up, stomped his right foot on the ground, and asked loudly: "Needle, do you know what Xiongzhou was originally called? Waqiao Pass! It's Waqiao Pass that Zhou Shizong took back from Liao Gou before his death!"

"We border residents do not like to listen to the bullshit saints. The Master said that he only knows one thing. The government and Liao Gou have fought for hundreds of years, but they have not won many decent battles!" A shorter listener was extremely excited: "It has been the hard work of hundreds of years. The Liao Gou has fought, killed our ancestors, plundered our sisters, and burned our homes. Liao Gou is gone, and you shameless scholars are coming, even more cruel than Liao Gou. They have tried to plunder and donate miscellaneous taxes, which is more than the cow's hair on the body!"

"Well said!"

Wu Jian and other personal soldiers from Wujiazhuang praised them loudly. They were farmer-born and had been suffering from such cowardice for generations. Whether it was Liao dogs or Song army, they were like wolves and tigers, and they tried different ways to make them suffer.

"I am from Youzhou, the man in Liao Gou's mouth is cruel. It's common for us Han people to beat and scold us." Another man stood up and said in an extremely sad and angry tone: "If there is a good-looking woman in any family, she might be destroyed one day and be dragged away by Liao Gou. Not to mention insults, she will suffer. I have a childhood sweetheart. I am very good-looking. I like her, but I don't dare to marry her, for fear of suffering! Damn, you bullshit scholars only know how to gossip and blow the snails for the official family. Do you know what kind of sin it is?"

"In the eyes of our Yanzhao men, the official family is just a pig, stupid and stupid, but not brave!" Another listener stood up and scolded: "Didn't Zhao Guangyi run away in a donkey cart in the Battle of Gaoliang River? If he had the courage, like Zhou Shizong, he would inspire the army and fight with Liao Gou to the end! If Yanzhao men did not take the official family seriously, they would submit to Zhou Shizong!"

"You, you..." The scholar almost drowned the listener. If he wanted to blame him, he could not find any words and could only sulk.

The more angry he was, the more happy these people were. They were very mocking.

"Zhou Shizong is really amazing. He has been dead for more than a hundred years. The man from Yan and Zhao still admires him so much. He dares to abuse the Emperor of the Song Dynasty in Xiongzhou. It's amazing!" Wu Ji didn't know much about Zhou Shizong, and listened to the listeners' words. He couldn't help but sigh: It's great that an emperor can do this.
Chapter completed!