There is a teahouse in the city of Yanjing that has suddenly become very popular recently because there is a storyteller in the teahouse. He is not only eloquent and can tell many stories that the people love to hear, but he can even read people's faces.
The name of the teahouse is: Tea Talk and Watch Colors.
That afternoon, Chayan Guanse was watching the scene.
The teahouse was packed with people waiting to listen to stories and have their fortunes read, and they were enthusiastically discussing the storyteller's abilities.
"You know, this storyteller is said to have been gifted since childhood, fond of learning and eloquent in poetry. While traveling overseas in Luojia Mountain, he met a hermit monk at Biegu Cliff, who taught him physiognomy."
A young man dressed in luxurious clothes was chatting with several friends around him.
"Yes, yes, yes. I heard that the great monk once had the storyteller look up at the bright sun. After he became dizzy, he sprinkled red and black beans all over a dark room and had the storyteller hang a five-colored thread from the window and look at the moon. Guess what happened?"
The other slightly shorter young man described it in even greater detail, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
"What's going on?"
"That storyteller actually distinguished all 108 red beans and black beans accurately, without missing a single one."
"Tsk tsk... I can't even find the beans in this pitch-black room, so how can I tell the colors?"
"Yes! Don't forget, before entering the dark room, you have to look at the sun until you feel dizzy."
"Is this storyteller really so magical?"
"Of course! Before this storyteller left for his apprenticeship, he also accepted the monk's final test!"
"How did you test it? Tell me about it."
The people at the table were discussing enthusiastically, which attracted a large number of tea drinkers from the teahouse to gather around their table, waiting for the young man to continue speaking.
"At night, the monk lit two torches and gathered ninety-nine people of all kinds. He had them put on simple attire and then invited a fortune teller to read their fortunes."
"Reading a face requires disguise? This is too difficult!"
"The master carefully observed the appearance and complexion of these people, and also took their dates of birth into consideration. He accurately calculated the birth, old age, sickness, death, good fortune and bad luck of these ninety-nine people, and not a single one of them was wrong!"
"The master can even calculate time down to the exact day and hour, and it's all accurate!"
Everyone sighed and stretched their necks waiting for the magical storyteller to appear.
"That's amazing! But I wonder if I can have the honor of having my face read by you today?"
Tea talks and people's expressions are reflected in the teahouse. Every three days, a storyteller would come to this teahouse to tell stories, and occasionally he would also tell fortunes for people.
What kind of story a book tells depends on the mood of the reader.
As for fortune-telling, the master said it’s all about fate!
When a group of tea drinkers were looking forward to the storyteller having the opportunity to read their fortunes, they heard the sound of a wake-up stick being struck. The whole teahouse suddenly became quiet and you could hear a pin drop.
"Dear readers, today I will tell you the story of why Prince Ning of Yanjing City is now known as the Great Xia Dynasty's number one war god."
The people who were listening to the story in the teahouse couldn't help but boo.
"The military exploits of our Prince Ning of Yanjing are known to every woman and child in the streets and alleys. Why are you still here telling us about them?"
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"I think sir, stop telling stories and just set up a stall on the tea table to read fortunes!"
The storyteller didn't get angry. He stroked his beard and said, "The story I'm going to tell you today is not something you hear every day. It's a little-known story!"
This remark immediately pricked up the ears of the tea drinkers. "What secrets does Prince Ning have? Could it be something about the inner courtyard of the palace?"
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From the emperor to the homeless in the streets, everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty loves to eat melons!
The storyteller shook his head. "Prince Ning once joined Prince Jin in the Northern Expedition. They divided their forces into two different groups. Why did Prince Ning ultimately defeat the enemy without fighting and achieve a resounding victory?"
"This matter has to start with the imperial edict of the current emperor. The emperor ordered the famous general Fu Youde to assist the fourth prince, Prince Ning, and sent another famous general Geng Bingwen to Taiyuan to assist the second prince, Prince Jin."
"The hot topic on the streets of the Great Xia Dynasty right now is nothing more than our Prince Ning of Yanjing City winning a brilliant battle and even earning the reputation of Great Xia's greatest war god. However, few people know that there is actually a deeper meaning to this battle."
"Everyone with a discerning eye understood the Great Xia Emperor's intention that day. He wanted to use this battle to train the two princes and also to let them compete with each other to see who had the greater fighting ability."
"It's said that the King of Jin was the first to go beyond the border, but unfortunately, he failed to find the enemy generals or the main force, and soon led his troops back. Although the King of Jin did not achieve any great success in this battle, nor did he suffer any losses, he can barely be considered to have passed the test."
"As for Prince Ning, after leaving Gubeikou, he led his army north. Initially, Prince Ning failed to locate the enemy's main force, and was suddenly hit by a heavy snow overnight. The generals assisting him suggested retreating to the interior of the country to reduce the logistical supply lines."
"But Prince Ning ignored all this and continued north. He personally selected five thousand elite cavalrymen to march deep into the desert to search for the enemy's main force. The rest of the troops followed the famous generals who had assisted them and retreated back to the territory."
"In this way, the Ning King was in a situation where only 5,000 soldiers were fighting against tens of thousands of desperate enemy soldiers..."
On the railing on the second floor of Chayanguanse, there was a delicate and handsome young man lying. He looked about seven or eight years old, with red lips and white teeth, and was very handsome.
Two young men of similar age were lying beside him.
One is fat and the other is thin and small.
If you look closely, you can see that although the two young masters next to each other have very different appearances, their eyebrows and eyes are extremely similar.
"After a long search, Prince Ning finally discovered that the enemy's main force was nomadic in the Yidu Mountain area. So, Prince Ning braved the heavy snow, raided the enemy's base, and surrounded the enemy generals..."
The storyteller's story was full of ups and downs, and the listeners listened attentively. From time to time, there were sounds of shock and exclamations from the crowd.
The handsome young man leaned against the railing, listening with a slightly frowned brow, and couldn't help but sneered, "Isn't this all written in the official newspaper?"
He turned to look at the other child and asked, "Lin'an, what's so good about this? It's not even as good as what the aunties on the streets say."
The chubby young master agreed: "Eldest sister is right."
When he turned around and saw Xia Xiaoxian's wide-open eyes, he quickly changed his words and said, "Brother...Brother is right!"
Xia Xiaoxian, Xia Linan and Xia Xiaoyan are all seven and a half years old.
Shen Yuyao also gave birth to three sons and three daughters for Xia Yu.
The other concubines in the palace had no children.
It was clearly a case of picking the right person to sleep with, but in the end, no one knows who got the advantage?
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