Hearing Xiao Jiu say that her sister Fuyao would come to listen to him tell stories after dinner, Jiang Wan's reaction was: Just come, two little girls, just say something and send them away, it's not a big deal!
Just like the ghost story I told Xiaojiu before, it was just an ordinary story randomly picked from "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", and it frightened the little girl to death. There are also "Nie Xiaoqian", "Ying Ning", "
"Xin Shisi Niang", "Gongsun Jiu Niang" and so on, these works can move the young girls in love to tears in later generations, just pull out any one of them, although some of them are sorry for Mr. Pu Songling, but
, it’s really not a thing to surprise two little girls.
I don’t know what Xiao Jiu was thinking. After dinner, people began to arrive in Jiang Wan’s courtyard one after another. There were not many men, most of them were young girls. I heard Xiao Jiuyi talk about the building.
A storyteller came here, and the girls, who were usually idle and anxious, took the initiative to come and meet him one by one without being invited by Xiaojiu.
When the lanterns first came on, Jiang Wan was already in front of a large group of girls. The girls were chattering. I don’t know where there were so many girls. The whole yard was brightly lit and crowded. If nothing else, this should be the place to be today.
This is the busiest place in Shiwang Mansion. Compared with the teahouses outside, there are only a few waiters carrying teapots and selling melon seeds and snacks.
Xiaojiu came early, but the real master never came.
Jiang Wan waited patiently, and the people in the courtyard were also waiting patiently. It seemed that Li Fuyao was quite popular on weekdays. Everyone was waiting for her arrival, but almost no one complained.
Almost when Jiang Wan was getting a little impatient, Xiaojiu's cheerful voice rang out from the crowd: "Come on, come on, Sister Fuyao is here!"
The courtyard suddenly became much quieter. Li Fuyao was seen walking in from the outside with a stinky little face. But when she saw so many people in the yard, her stinky little face began to slowly relax.
Well, when he reached Xiao Jiu's side, there was actually a faint smile on her face.
"With so many people here, ghost stories are not scary anymore!" Li Fuyao felt very calm in his heart. Where there are many people, the Yang energy is sufficient, and all evil spirits have to stay away.
Thinking of this, she naturally felt much happier, and even the sense of loss that she felt about not seeing the prince and inviting him here to listen to the story seemed to have disappeared.
"Mr. Jiang, you can start!" Xiao Jiu said loudly to Jiang Wan who was standing on the steps.
Jiang Wan coughed and cleared his throat, and the steps immediately became silent.
"This story happened in Zhejiang, where there was a scholar named Ning Caichen. What this man often said to others was that men should be of the same color. This non-dual color naturally means that a man will not take concubines or have affairs.
From this point of view, Ning Caichen can be regarded as a gentleman. On this day, he went to Jinhua, Zhejiang to visit friends..."
Jiang Wan spoke vividly. This sad ghost story, which had been polished by countless film and television works in later generations, slowly unfolded in his mouth. Every time he mentioned the wonderful points, people on the steps were either amazed, regretful, or...
Angry, all the warblers were filled with joy and anger, some even burst into tears thinking of their own experiences.
This story is not long, but it has a sad twist. Everyone was very excited when they heard that the sword fairy Yan Chixia defeated the monster. But when Nie Xiaoqian returned home with Ning Caichen and became Ning Caichen's wife, everyone
They were all satisfied and beaming with joy. But when the finale came, the monster was defeated, Ning Caichen won the imperial examination, and Nie Xiaoqian also gave birth to a son for Ning Caichen. Everyone knew that the story was coming to an end, and everyone couldn't help but stand.
They stood up and clapped their hands one after another.
"Say one more, say one more!"
Xiaojiu was a little unfinished. After all, at her age, she was still a little ignorant about the love between men and women. Although she thought the story was wonderful, her feelings were far less profound than those of the sisters behind him.
"It's too late today, and I didn't know that everyone would like listening to books so much!" Jiang Wan smiled and shook her head: "How about I prepare for a few days, and if everyone has nothing to do, come here and sit down every night?
, it can be said to be listening to stories, or it can be said to be chatting, just think of it as passing the time, you can see if you like it or not!"
Everyone clapped their hands and applauded, and even the plain-looking Mr. Jiang in front of them suddenly became much more pleasing to their eyes.
Xiaojiu looked at Li Fuyao with some reluctance, "Sister Fuyao, there are three stories that we agreed on. Mr. Jiang is a bit cheating!"
"This is very good. You don't have to listen to all three stories in one day. It's not too late to listen to them tomorrow. Are you still afraid that Mr. Jiang will run away?" Li Fuyao was also very satisfied with the result, and he must be slow and leisurely.
Said a few words to Xiaojiu.
"That's right. Mr. Jiang is now a member of our building. If you want to listen to a story, you can do so at any time!" Xiaojiu tilted her head and thought for a while, then stood up proudly: "Mr. Jiang has already said it.
That’s it for today, if anyone still wants to hear it, come back tomorrow night, it’s all gone, it’s all gone!”
Everyone agreed with smiles and walked outside one after another. All that could be heard in Jiang Wan's ears were their voices talking about Nie Xiaoqian.
"Sister Fuyao, aren't you leaving yet?"
Jiang Wan walked down the steps and saw Li Fuyao with her arms supported on the handle of the chair, looking straight at him. She felt a little proud - maybe she was shocked by her own story. No matter how much you are Sister Fuyao, you are still a sister.
Just a little girl.
"Then Ning Caichen was a scholar and later won the Jinshi?"
Li Fuyao looked at Jiang Wan and suddenly asked.
"That's how it is in the story!" Jiang Wan nodded: "I made it all up. Sister Fuyao, if you want to be more truthful, I won't be able to get it right!"
"Even if it is made up, such a story cannot be made up by ordinary people!" Li Fuyao nodded thoughtfully: "Jiang Wan, have you read the book?"
"I have been reading for a few years!" Jiang Wan smiled slightly, "I just don't study very hard. I don't read many books about saints and sages, but I am more interested in messy books!"
"That's a lot more knowledgeable than the average person!" Li Fuyao blinked and looked at Jiang Wan: "There is one thing that I can't find anyone to tell you about. You have read a lot and have a lot of knowledge. How can you still make up such a story?
, I must also know about the ways of the world, can you give me some advice?"
"Is it Sister Fuyao's own business?" Jiang Wan smiled: "Other people's affairs are none of my business. However, if it is your business, Sister Fuyao, I can help you check it out, and then of course there will be no problem!"
"It's not my business, but if it is done well, it will not only benefit me a lot, but you will also benefit from it!" Li Fuyao thought for a while: "Let's go in and talk..."