"Great virtue! Great virtue!"
In the teahouse, with the bang of a gavel, Mr. Zhou fiercely slapped the tabletop, "What a show! What a show! Such a young girl, playing with an abacus, without even raising her head, so calm and composed, yet she made me, old Zhou, almost go weak in the knees!"
"I reminded her that illiterate people can't buy your 'noisy' things!"
"What do you think people say?"
Mr. Zhou was so excited about talking that he didn't notice that after the gavel sounded on the stage, his voice was heard everywhere - the voices of the two Pingtan actors from Suzhou Prefecture on the stage were drowned out by his passionate and high-pitched screams.
The leading actor looked at Mr. Zhou speechlessly: Your success in taking the imperial examination is a waste. If you don't sing Peking Opera with that voice, it will be a pity in the art history of the Wei Dynasty.
The man in the long gown beside Zhou Xiucai said "Wow" and asked, "What did you say!?"
Star: ...He is wrong. These two should go and perform crosstalk. It is said that this stuff is very popular in northern Zhili in the past two years. With one supporting role and the other funny role, they will become stars sooner or later.
Zhou Xiucai slapped the table again and said, "People say that if someone who can't read comes to buy paper, she will give him a knife as a gift, so what!"
Zhou Xiucai folded his hands and clapped his palms with the backs of his hands, "Let's talk about whether it's impressive or not! Whether it's generous or not! Whether it's honest or not!"
"The appearance——"
"atmosphere--"
"upright--"
Extremely cooperative and screaming one after another.
The two actors on the stage looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes: they shouldn't have been here to earn the money from this tour!
Next to Mr. Zhou there was an old man with a woolly beard who was drinking tea. Hearing the people at the next table talking animatedly, he pursed his lips and took a sip of tea. He poked his head out in confusion and frowned, saying, "Is the shopkeeper He you are talking about the head of Chen's? A little girl with a head full of weird ideas..."
Mr. Zhou said "Hey Yo", slapped the corner of the table and said "Pooh, Pooh, Pooh" three times in a row: "How can that be called a spirit! This is called cleverness!"
The old man with a goatee happily sat down next to Mr. Zhou with a bowl of tea in his hand. He imitated them, shrugged his shoulders and whispered, "...Didn't they say that Manager He raised the price of paper in the entire Xuancheng Prefecture and even the neighboring prefectures, so that many scholars can't afford paper?"
Zhou Xiucai nodded, "This is the truth."
The old man with a goatee smiled and put the teacup on the edge of the table. He said, "I heard from Xuancheng Xue, oh no, I heard from the old man who drank with me, that she made you scholars complain a lot. Don't you blame her?"
Zhou Xiucai nodded honestly, "I was resentful at first."
The old man with a goatee nodded in understanding.
Zhou Xiucai's honest eyes revealed some vicissitudes of life, "But resentment comes from love, and resentment comes from love. Now that Shopkeeper He is willing to turn back, we will reconcile and live in harmony as before."
The old man with the goatee couldn't help but frown and look at Zhou Xiucai as if he was a fool: He had long suggested that all those rubbish books like "The Domineering Master Fell in Love with Me" and "That Scholar is So Handsome" be burned! Burn them! Burn them to ashes!
The old man with the goatee was silent for a moment. After a while, he quietly moved the bench further away and leaned next to the long gown that had just made the loudest noise. "So, the scholars in Xuancheng Prefecture are quite supportive of Chen Ji?"
Gao Yinchangshan was also a fool. He nodded blankly, "I supported it before, and I didn't support it before, but now I support it again--"
He laughed, "A white knife is only 600 coins. Let's buy one together. It's not too cheap to copy the articles and submit them to the teacher! As long as Xuantian doesn't raise the price, I am willing to carry the flag for Manager He for the rest of my life!"
"Which one do you prefer, Baiji or Chenji?" The goatee interrupted the high-pitched voice.
The high-pitched voice of the treble section said, "Chen Ji! Bai Ji follows others every day and eats others' stinky feet (jue) (jue)! When Chen Ji raises the price, he raises the price. When Chen Ji promotes cheap paper, he also promotes cheap paper. How spineless! The most important thing for us scholars is this hardness!"
The old man with a goatee looked at the high-pitched man in the long gown for a long time, speechless: When you were holding the flag for Manager He for his whole life just now, I saw that except for your tough words, your whole body was soft.
What happened in Xuancheng Prefecture?
Obviously, there were many talented people in the area, with Qiao Fangzhi from the Qiao family and Chen Kuang from the previous generation. The next generation was even more powerful, with Chen Jianfang, who was highly regarded by the Southern Zhili, Qiao Hui, who ran away but was always being watched, and Cui Heng, the magistrate of Jing County, who was directly promoted by the higher authorities...
Apart from these people, the next generation will be full of monsters and demons!
The old man with a goatee was depressed for a moment, then quietly moved his stool away and sat between the treble and bass parts, listening to this group of scholars in long gowns praising Manager He to the sky.
The high-pitched voice said, "I said at the beginning that 'floating white' was a delaying tactic. Shopkeeper He would never leave us, a group of poor scholars, without paper. I heard that when we were in Jing County, Shopkeeper He bought all the paper for the poor scholars in Qingcheng Mountain Court."
The bass echoed, "Yes, yes, yes! Among them is a man named Du Junning, who passed the imperial examination last year. He is only thirteen years old! And Qiao..." The bass looked around and lowered his voice, "He is only a few years older than the one who ran away!"
The high-pitched voice continued: "Manager He is a man of integrity and righteousness. Who would dare to have anything to do with the Qiao family at that time? He took on the pressure and raised Miss Qiao, begging everyone for help for the Qiao family..."
The bass was not to be outdone, "To say that we have love and righteousness is too weak, our righteousness is as thin as a cloud!"
The bass holds up his hands to the sky and looks back with a bright gaze, a very classic gesture at the end of Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy.
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