Chapter 952: Clouds cover the sun, swallows return to their nests (Part 2)
"Sir! Please come in!"
"Well, find a private seat."
"Okay! Please take a seat! Sir, what kind of tea would you like?"
"Dragon Well before the Rain, and make a few more cakes."
"Okay! A pot of Longjing tea before the rain! A plate each of osmanthus cake, water chestnut cake, and pea yellow!"
“.”
In a teahouse not far from the Meridian Gate, the waiter walked out of a small partition facing the street with a long tail tone, while Wei Changtian sat down with his clothes tied up and looked up at the scene on the street.
The so-called "elegant seats" are nothing more than "semi-open" seats separated by screens. They are not very private, but they also make it convenient for him to observe the surrounding situation at any time.
This teahouse is just across the street from the Meridian Gate where Jing Guoqing will give a "speech" later. Sitting here, you can just see what's going on over there.
It's just that it's still early now, so there are only a few imperial guards on the tall city walls, and there doesn't seem to be anything unusual for the time being.
"Sir! Your Longjing before the Rain!"
Enthusiastic shouts soon rang out again, and the shop assistant quickly placed a pot of tea and three plates of pastries on the table, and then poured a cup of tea for Wei Changtian.
"Sir, take your time drinking! If you need anything, please call me anytime. We don't charge for refills of tea in this shop!"
"Um."
Nodding, Wei Changtian casually threw the silver coin that Cui'er had just given him this morning to the shop assistant and uttered two words expressionlessly.
"tips."
"Oh! Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
The shop assistant hurriedly took the silver and thanked the man repeatedly with joy.
His monthly salary was only four cents, so this was naturally a huge windfall for him.
He thanked the customer while bowing and leaving the partition. Soon the shop assistant happily continued to greet customers.
Wei Changtian looked out the window a few more times before picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea.
It tastes slightly bitter at first, with a weak aftertaste, and is of average quality.
Pursing his lips and putting down the teacup, Wei Changtian did not order a more expensive pot of tea to taste it. He just changed into a comfortable sitting position and began to daydream.
Yes, he came here early for no other reason than to "occupy" a favorable position in advance and observe the defense situation at the gate for an afternoon.
Unexpectedly, I arrived too early, so I had to wait. Just like that, I drank tea and ate snacks, while watching the passers-by on the street boredly.
About half an hour later, when Wei Changtian gave the 128th young lady who passed by an overall score of 63 points, a shouting suddenly broke out in the teahouse.
"Look! Mr. Zhang is here!"
"Finally! Which part should I talk about today?"
"Hey, have you forgotten all this? Now it's time to talk about how Wei Yanluo killed Lu Hongji!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Yesterday the teacher stopped talking halfway through, and I couldn't sleep well all night!"
"Forget it. If that's the case, how could you have forgotten where you were talking about?"
"I didn't sleep well, so my mind is confused."
“.”
As a storyteller holding a folding fan approached the teahouse, many tea drinkers immediately began to talk excitedly.
While listening to these conversations, Wei Changtian almost couldn't hold it together.
Damn, why are you talking about yourself again???
The last time I was in Yongding City, when I was shopping with Yang Liushi and others, I heard a storyteller telling his own "history of evil deeds".
But he was still talking about it when he arrived in Daqian? ?
Why is my little thing so popular?
More importantly, you can stop talking about me, but at least be realistic! Tell me how I killed Lu Hongji. I don't even know how Lu Hongji died!
Turning his head to look at the storyteller who was already sitting in the hall, Wei Changtian complained in his heart for a long time but also became a little curious.
It’s not that he thought this person knew any inside information, he just simply wanted to hear how the other party made up the story.
Then, Wei Changtian saw the storyteller clear his throat, then patted his folding fan and said loudly: "Dear guests! Let's continue from the last chapter!"
"The last chapter of the book said that the Great Hui Emperor Lu Hongji led several experts to attack Fengyuan at night, intending to go straight to Huanglong and kill the woman surnamed Xu in Xinfeng!"
"You should know that Lu Hongji is not a simple person. Not only is he the emperor, he also broke through to the second rank very early. The Emperor's Sword on him is also a peerless divine weapon!"
"And the masters he brought with him this time, each of them has extraordinary abilities."
“.”
The storyteller spoke with great emotion and saliva flying, and before he knew it, he had already spoken for half an hour.
And perhaps because all "literary creators" in the world have the problem of "flooding" their stories, he has not yet talked about how Wei Changtian killed Lu Hongji.
The tea drinkers in the room didn't notice anything and just listened with great interest.
But Wei Changtian was getting impatient waiting.
My goodness, this is too watery!
You guys should get to the point quickly! If he wasn't afraid of arousing suspicion, Wei Changtian really wanted to rush up and slap the storyteller twice.
Of course, he definitely couldn't do that, so he could only hold his breath and continue listening.
Then, about a quarter of an hour later, the storyteller's voice became more and more excited, as if he was finally getting to the point.
At this moment, not only the tea drinkers in the teahouse held their breath and stared with wide eyes, but even Wei Changtian looked completely focused.
But in fact, under normal circumstances, the more "climax" the plot is, the more the storyteller will keep the audience in suspense.
And that was indeed the case. The storyteller was seen raising the wooden stick beside him calmly while he was telling the story. It was estimated that he would soon slap it hard and announce that the chapter was over.
But the next moment, before the wake-up stick fell, the Meridian Gate not far away slowly opened with a loud "boom", and then countless golden-armored imperial guards rode out on horseback.
"Leave immediately!!"
"Don't stay on the street! Get out of here!"
"Anyone who is still on the street after a quarter of an hour will be considered a traitor!"
"Da Da Da! Da Da Da!"
But in just a moment, the streets that were originally crowded with people were filled with the sound of hurried horse hooves and roars.
Most of the pedestrians on the street hurriedly ran away from the street, some closed their stalls and went home, or took shelter under the eaves of the shops on the street and whispered to each other.
"Sir, what's going on?"
The owner of the teahouse didn't know what was going on, so he ran out and approached a guard who was guarding the door of the teahouse and asked, "Why do you want to clear the street all of a sudden?"
"Your Majesty will personally recite the proclamation to suppress the rebellion at the Meridian Gate this afternoon!"
The imperial guard glanced at the teahouse owner, who must have been ordered to keep it secret at this time, so he answered in a deep voice.
As soon as he said this, there was naturally a commotion in the teahouse.
"What? Your Majesty is going to go to the Meridian Gate and recite the manifesto in person?"
"What the Imperial Guards said is not true!"
"Oh, then we can have a glimpse of the Emperor!"
"You say that as if you can see clearly."
"I can't see clearly, but I can always hear the holy voice!"
"Too."
In an instant, the liveliness in the teahouse was several times stronger than when the storyteller appeared just now. All the tea drinkers looked towards the Meridian Gate with excitement, as if Jing Guoqing was already standing there.
Among them, only Wei Changtian had no change in expression.
"Waiter!"
Waving his hand, Wei Changtian called the shop assistant who had just greeted him to his side, and took out a five-liang silver ingot from his arms.
"Before the street is cleared, go to the Wufangzhai on the corner and buy three boxes of mung bean cakes. The rest will be your reward."
"ah?"
The shop assistant didn't expect Wei Changtian would ask him to buy something at this time, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.
But when he saw the white silver ingot, he couldn't help but whispered, "Sir, can I buy it after the imperial guards leave?"
"No."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "I'm in a hurry."
(End of this chapter)
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