When the officer saw that Liu Xianglian refused to accept the money, his expression changed and his smile disappeared.

When the people around him heard this, they immediately surrounded Liu Xianglian in anger and began to accuse him.

"Boy, don't give me a toast or drink as a penalty! Although the royal witch is naughty, she doesn't hurt anyone. If you want to be mischievous, don't blame us for being rude."

A burly farmer glared at Liu Xianglian and shouted.

"That's right, General Black is a beast, not a human being. There's not much difference between kicking someone and another horse. If you really go to the Yamen to sue the royal witch, then we, the just people, can't tell lies!"

There was a clever hawker threatening me.

"Don't ask me, where is Jinling City? When I took office as the prefect, I received a complaint accusing the royal witch of riding a horse in the street. Guess what, they wanted to lock up the royal witch. Guess what, the idiot prefect was impeached by the censor the next day.

He was convicted and has not come out for three years. The one who complained was also exiled to Dashi. I never want to see her family again in this life."

An aunt said it more openly, and it was clear how high the royal witch's prestige was in the land of Jinling.

No wonder Jia Yucun was able to make up for the shortcomings of Yingtian Mansion, and it seemed that he also had the favor of the royal witch.

Liu Xianglian had no choice but to wipe off the hoof prints on her body: "You guys are relieved now?"

The crowd dispersed, but Liu Xianglian was interested. What was the relationship between this royal witch and the royal family? Why did she live in Jinling instead of going to Beijing since she was a child? What did she want to do to establish such a powerful and invincible prestige?

Born in this world, he cannot help but consider these things.

After bypassing a stone bridge and turning two streets, Liu Xianglian saw a group of people gathered around a pavilion from a distance, clapping and cheering from time to time.

There was an old man in his sixties in the pavilion, with a pure white beard but still black hair. There were four musicians beside him who played and sang to match the old man's ups and downs.

The book in question is none other than "The Complete Biography of Yue Shuo".

"... Yue Yinping's marksmanship was like a god. He picked up Qin Hui with one shot and poked ninety-nine and eighty-one holes in the traitor's body with just one breath. The traitor cried bitterly and repented, while shouting for mercy and bluntly saying that he had harmed Yue.

Grandpa’s real culprit was not him, but someone else. If you want to know what happened next time, let’s listen to the explanation next time.”

As soon as the panic fell, the old man stopped talking, and the audience dispersed in twos and threes.

Everyone has a long and intoxicating expression on their face, as if they are still unfinished and are still experiencing the joy of Yue Yinping, the daughter of Prince Yue, avenging her father.

This stage ability, which is comparable to that of a drama, is enough to make Liu Xianglian fall in admiration. These days, people's vision is not enough, otherwise such a publicity genius would have become a guest of the ambitious people.

How could it possibly be allowed to live among the people?

Liu Xianglian saw an opening and quickly pushed through the crowd to come to the storyteller and saluted.

"My little friend, my rules are very strict. If you know the rules behind me, come here early tomorrow morning. It's useless to stop me."

The old gentleman waved his sleeves, and the muscular texture of his body was revealed through the thin shirt.

Liu Xianglian was extremely excited. In this generation, people who live seventy years are rare. It must be extraordinary for a person to be as strong as an ox at such an old age. She quickly bowed her head and said, "May I ask, Mr. Wu Yongwu?"

Wu Yong squinted his narrow eyes and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, and had to praise: What a good boy, no wonder it made the young master so fascinated that he came on a flying horse and sent a message to take care of him. This has never happened before.

Love is a lingering, pathos, and elusive thing. Although Wu Yong has never experienced it himself, he has also heard some words from old friends who have been hurt by love. The most taboo thing about this thing is to force it apart. The more it is broken down, the more likely it is to bring two impulsive boys and girls together.

Come together.

Wu Yong knew this well. Since the young master was interested, he might as well accompany them to make trouble. When the time comes, it will be as dull as water and not as interesting as cultivation. The young master loses interest and will naturally turn to big things again.

If they simply wanted to be together, they would have to be bad people themselves.

"Hehehehe, I am indeed the most famous Mr. Wu Yongwu in Jinling City, but he is just a small storyteller and cannot be treated as a gift from the master. The master is not looking for me for a story, so where can I come from?"

"Mr. Wu, I have admired you for a long time. Now that I have met Mr. Tianyan, I am willing to become my teacher and serve you respectfully. In the future, I will support you in your old age until the end of your life!"

"Bah! I'm only seventy-three this year, and it's still too early for me to die! Young man, go away quickly. If you make the old man unhappy, I will go to the Yamen to sue you!"

"It's Shusheng Zhang! Shusheng Zhang introduced me!"

Liu Xianglian started to lie casually. He didn't know if the scholar was here, and he had not mentioned it, but he had to try.

"Oh? Then the scholar is talking about you!?"

Wu Yong looked at Liu Xianglian with "surprise and joy", as if he had just recognized him: "The scholar said that you have love and cook meat for the refugees, which is benevolence. Killing nine bandits with one sword and eliminating harm for the people is

For the sake of righteousness, it’s really extraordinary when I see you today.”

"The scholar mentioned me? Mr. Wu, did he tell you about the monks who were chasing me? You have to save the boy!"

Wu Yong stroked his beard and shook a feather fan he got from nowhere: "Little things, small things! My disciple can solve it, why can't the master solve it?"

"Master, where is my senior brother now?"

Liu Xianglian was a big snake crawling along the pole. Since she knew that he could save her, she had no objection to becoming his apprentice, so she decided to confirm her title first.

There are so many people here who speak for themselves. In the future, regardless of whether they recognize it or not, it is enough for the monks and Taoists to recognize it.

Wu Yong rolled his eyes, he didn't know which nook and cranny the scholar Lao Shizi had slipped into. The young master didn't say anything in the letter, so he had to make up one: "Oh, that scholar is also a poor person, his family is in ruins and he has no one to rely on."

No hope, I have already given away some wealth and introduced it to my friends in the officialdom. If we are destined, you will naturally meet again."

Liu Xianglian looked at Wu Yong suspiciously. He and Zhen Keai were walking ahead. They were running all the way without taking a breath. How did the scholar get in front of her?

Doubts abounded in my heart, but the old man looked so confident that I had no choice but to skip this section.

"Master is here, please accept my disciple's bow."

Liu Xianglian's sharp eyes saw that there was still half a pot of tea in the teapot on the table not far away. Regardless of whether the cup was used or not, she took one, wiped it and poured a cup of tea before kneeling in front of Wu Yong.

After drinking the bad tea handed over by Liu Xianglian, Wu Yong had mixed feelings in his heart: "Come on, since you like my storytelling skills, I will accept you as my apprentice. Get up!"

Liu Xianglian was overjoyed. The ancients kept their promises. Although not everyone kept their word, not everyone regarded what they said as farts, especially since what she did was a ceremony of apprenticeship. Although it was a bit rude, it was sincere.

Full.

Once you have the status of master and disciple, you are like a family member.

"Master, this book set of yours is not light. Let me help you get it."

Under Liu Xianglian's deliberate greeting, the two of them complemented each other, and Wu Yong was happy to relax. He led the way with a figure-footed step, and soon arrived at a large house.

Wu Yong opened the door and went in, followed closely by Liu Xianglian.

Wu Yong was helpless, this kid was simply a scoundrel: "Disciple, although the place here is small, the scenery is extraordinary. Don't be surprised when you see anything, let alone talk about it everywhere, otherwise I will expel you from the disciples."

"Yes, Master, don't worry, from now on I will be mute, blind and deaf!"

The courtyard of Sanjin is simple and leisurely, full of natural atmosphere, with insects and birds singing endlessly. The best thing is that there are no servants, maids, and women. Liu Xianglian is secretly happy in her heart. The fewer people there are, the less no one can discover his identity.

Although Yan Yunliu's home was ransacked and "he" left Jinling five years ago, there was no guarantee that no one would be able to recognize him.

People say that when a woman is a college student, she will change her age, and when a man is college age, he will get married...,

Naturally, his appearance still has some traces of his childhood.

This Mr. Wu is really a wonderful man who lives in seclusion in the city, and he is very suitable to be his master.

"Master, Master, you are back. Mengmeng is so hungry. Mengmeng is so hungry."

A girl's voice awakened Liu Xianglian from her intoxication. Does Mr. Wu have other apprentices?

Has your importance declined?

But I only heard her voice but never saw her. Mr. Wu, this female apprentice is really interesting.

When the master comes back, the disciples don’t have to welcome him?

Wu Yong smiled and scolded: "Greedy girl, I only gave you so much to eat when I left in the morning. You will be hungry now. You are really a waste of food."

Seeing Liu Xianglian's confusion, she stroked her beard and smiled: "It is your senior sister. You are not allowed to bully it in the future."

Damn, what is my status now? I am a miserable person who wants to be hugged, and I still dare to bully others.

"Don't dare, I will never bully my senior sister."

Just when Liu Xianglian was secretly wondering about what kind of person her senior sister was and whether she would be mean and difficult to get along with, a large cloud of colorful clouds flew out from the inner hall, startling Liu Xianglian.

Take a closer look, my dear, isn't this an oversized macaw?

With a wingspan of half a meter, the colorful feathers exude a metallic luster. Her cold eyes looked at Liu Xianglian with excitement, as if looking at another nut.

Liu Xianglian's shocked eyes were caught by the parrot. It tilted its head and thought for a long time before speaking in human words: "Master, is he the food you brought to Mengmeng?"

Bang!

Wu Yong slapped Mengmeng's huge head: "Mengmeng, don't say such strange things. If someone thinks you have eaten someone, I'm afraid someone else will eat you for the next meal."

"Ouch! But people really eat... mmmmmm!"

Wu blocked the bird's mouth with his hand to cut off Mengmeng's unfinished words, and explained: "It is your senior sister Mengmeng. When she was not following her as a teacher, she was wild and untamed, and her diet was a little wider. You can't

Do you mind? Mengmeng, this person is my new disciple, your junior brother, Liu Xianglian. You two will love each other in the future."

"I don't mind, I don't mind. No one can make mistakes without being a saint, let alone a divine beast like Senior Sister Mengmeng. It's already extraordinary that she can change."

"Hey, do you have to be in love with a male human? How disgusting."

Mengmeng was so disgusted that she covered her bird's head with her wings, as if she disliked the smell of Liu Xianglian's body.

Wu Yong liked Liu Xianglian's attitude very much: "You don't have to worry about your senior sister, she just has this temper. You will know it in the future."

"Master, what are you talking about? How can I argue with my senior sister? Senior sister Mengmeng is a girl with a little temper. Of course, as a junior, I must tolerate my senior sister's petty temper."

"Hahahaha, a kid can be taught, a kid can be taught!"
Chapter completed!