Passing through a county town, Zhong Sheng chose to rest here

The damage to the city wall and signs of fire are still there, but the residents inside have already resumed their daily activities.

There are many similar counties in the land of Heluo. After the Tang army captured them, they immediately appointed officials to restore people's livelihood.

In just a few months, the king's flag on the city wall changed from the territory of the Zheng State to the territory of the Tang State.

After the troubled times, people have calmed down and don’t want to bother anymore.

The blood stains on the corners of the ground are fading away, and masons can be seen everywhere on both sides of the street busy filling holes in houses.

Zhongsheng's goal was clear. The theater in the city was a place for people to play and listen to books.

If not for anything else, it’s for the classic scene of ‘Tearing ghosts apart from Zhong Langjun’s grave’, which is endlessly memorable!

"...so far, all counties in Shandong have spread the story of Cui Shusheng's kindness and righteousness, and the release of slaves."

Zhong Sheng picked an empty seat and heard the lecture on the stage, which was coming to an end.

It turns out that the storytelling I just talked about was Cui Shusheng’s liberating slaves!

As usual, in the middle part, the guests give rewards, the children collect the money, and the storyteller thanks everyone and gives them a meal.

The child saw that Zhong Sheng was a stranger, so he avoided him and did not ask for money.

"Thank you to that guest for the eight hundred dollars."

The storyteller pointed his hand, and everyone looked at him. In the southeast corner, a wealthy businessman wearing silk smiled and nodded.

As expected, he clicked on the next paragraph.

According to the rules of listening to books, if you want to listen to something else, you can sell money to buy chapters.

Buy segment, as the name suggests, the one with the highest price wins, and competes for the right to order the next segment through bidding.

Zhong Sheng raised his hand with a smile and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a clear voice.

"I want to listen to a piece of Taoist Li's fishing for the moon."

Hoo!

Zhong Sheng was just one step away, and then he heard the other party's bid, "I'll offer a piece of golden carp scales."

Golden carp scales are common gold and silver jewelry in Taoism. Real gold and silver are made into carp scales, which are easy to carry and give away.

A piece of gold carp scale, about half a tael, with exquisite craftsmanship, even the scale texture is lifelike.

"Okay!"

The storyteller was overjoyed. A golden carp scale could be exchanged for many treasures, far exceeding the value of eight hundred coins.

"This..."

The storyteller stood on tiptoe and saw a Taoist priest in the crowd who was the master of Duan.

"This Taoist priest wants to listen to Taoist Li and try to catch the moon."

At this time, Zhong Sheng spoke, "I'll throw out two gold particles and tell him to kill ghosts in front of Zhong Langjun's grave."

In the tea garden, many tea drinkers suddenly became excited and started fighting for their wealth.

The two gold particles Zhong Sheng shot were worth more together than a piece of golden carp scales.

"Three slices!"

The Taoist priest raised three fingers and said, "Master Taoist, I have to listen to this today. Taoist Li will catch the moon in the altar."

It seems that he is having sex with Zhong Sheng.

The storyteller travels far and wide, has seen a lot, and can see the reason at a glance.

The Taoist priest is a monk, so there is no need to ask. This commentary has made Taoism famous, and he must listen to it.

The man with the sword and the donkey has a Guanzhong accent, so he is naturally inclined towards the deeds of his fellow countrymen.

Conflict is a good thing, and the storyteller, as a third party, enjoys the benefits.

The higher the bid, the more money he will get, and one sum can last for half a year.

"Boy, your Zhong Langjun is just a reckless man. How can he be as wonderful as my Taoist magic?"

"Niubi, you are pretending to be a ghost. If you listen to more than a few words, it will be a waste of my time."

Zhong Sheng raised his fist and threatened, "Do you have as much money as me? Are your fists as strong as mine?"

"Dare you fight with me?"

The Taoist priest was not a good person, so he directly rolled up his wide sleeves and said, "Whoever is afraid of whom, come here."

A child on the side kept shouting, "Don't hit, don't hit."

But looking at the excited expression on his face, I wish the two sides would fight

Where are the tea drinkers around?

Those who were close to each other hurriedly got up and walked out; those who were far away were watching the excitement one by one and did not think it was a big deal. They were making noises, why didn't they fight?

In the chaos, a copper pot flew out and hit the storyteller on the forehead.

Poof, the storyteller fell to the ground on the spot, unconscious.

The child panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to shake the master. The storyteller's eyes were closed tightly and his lips were blue.

"I'm holding my breath, come find the doctor quickly."

Okay, now no one can listen.

Next, there was another burst of excitement.

By the time the doctor came over with a wooden box and gave the storyteller an acupuncture to revive him, no one was left in the tea garden.

Including the husband and Taoist priests who had previously fought for wealth, they have disappeared without a trace.

……

"Stinky Taoist priest, do you still dare to chase me and seek death?"

Zhong was angry and refused to go anywhere. After leaving the tea garden, the Taoist priest refused to let him go and actually followed him all the way out of the city.

I finally suppressed my ferocity and did not kill anyone in public.

The other party doesn't know whether to live or die, so he sent it to his door, so there's no need to be polite.

It's a pity that this is not Guanzhong. If you kill someone, you can't add more subordinates to your second uncle.

"Looking at your accent, you are from Guanzhong. Tell me, what is your relationship with Zhong Langjun?"

The Taoist priest asked.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Zhong Sheng rolled his eyes, thinking that the control was quite lenient.

Before the Taoist priest could open his mouth, he quickly drew his sword and stabbed it out, hitting the Taoist priest in the chest.

The Taoist priest looked in disbelief. After a quarrel, he didn’t make it clear. Are you going to kill me now?

He raised his right hand and performed a hand gesture. The Taoist robe instantly leaked air and fell softly to the ground.

Zhong Sheng pulled away the ancient sword, but saw that there was no trace of blood on the sword body, and heard a sound behind him.

Looking back, I saw the Taoist priest wearing a lining and standing behind him angrily.

"You're so unreasonable to take action even if you don't agree with me."

"What if?"

Zhong Shengcheng said, "I'm not good at eloquence. I'm afraid I won't be able to speak well to you, so I'll just kill him."

Then he asked, "Your trick is pretty good."

"What kind of trick? This is the supreme secret of my Taoism. It can avoid the calamity of death and achieve immortality and transcendence."

Just as the Taoist priest was explaining, he saw Zhong Sheng's ancient sword was about to move, and he quickly stopped.

"Slowly, slowly, it's not a blood feud, why kill people?"

"You stabbed me just now, and I have already forgiven you."

"Why don't we shake hands and reconcile?"

Zhong Sheng listened to his submission and asked, holding an ancient sword, "First, tell me where you come from?"

He then laughed and said, "No way, you are the Taoist Li who is trying to catch the moon, right?"

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded decisively and admitted it cleanly, admitted it.

"What?

Zhong Sheng suddenly realized it and laughed and said, "No wonder you and I are competing to listen to the book!"

The Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said, "Your murderous intent is too great. If ordinary people don't have the ability like me, I'm afraid they will die without waiting for an explanation."

After a while...

"Hahaha, it turns out you are Mr. Zhong."

The Taoist priest laughed after hearing this, "It seems that we don't know each other without fighting. It's all a misunderstanding."

Zhong Sheng nodded and said, "You are a good man if you can survive my sword blow."

If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other. Li Daoshi's attitude is okay, but Zhong Sheng is not easy to do anything.

They are both celebrities in storytelling. Now that we meet, we feel a bit sympathetic to each other.

However, one code equals one code.

Zhong Sheng insisted, "We have agreed that when we listen to books in the future, you can't compete with me and you must talk about the chapter about Zhong Langjun."

He insisted on defending his dominance in public opinion and refused to give in to Li Daoshi.
Chapter completed!