Deputy General Sun picked an empty seat on the first floor, then ordered a pot of tea, a dish of peanuts, and a plate of pastries. The two of them leisurely drank their tea while listening to the storyteller on the stage.
The storyteller was telling the tale of a female general who took her father's place in the army, and the two listened with great interest.
"Tell me, who's more capable, this man or our general?"
The deputy general took a bite of peanuts and said casually as he chewed.
"I don't know, but... it should be about the same. He's a general too, just like our generals."
Caught off guard by the question, the other party was clearly unsure how to answer, so they gave a vague and perfunctory reply.
This was clearly not the answer Deputy General Sun wanted. Since the words hadn't resonated with him, he casually slapped the somewhat bewildered young man on the back of the head, laughing and scolding, "You little rascal, you're pretty cunning!"
The two were chatting idly when suddenly the gavel struck, drawing everyone's attention.
The storyteller standing there stroked his chin, looking completely at ease.
"Speaking of female generals, our Shengnan Kingdom also has one..."
"Listen, listen! Could this person be talking about our general?"
Deputy General Sun also became interested and was ready to listen carefully to how this person would praise their general's wisdom and bravery on the battlefield. Who knew that what this person said might be the same as what he thought, after all, their general was the female war god of Shengnan Kingdom!
But the more he listened, the more uneasy he felt. The storyteller's words seemed to contradict his expectations.
Where are they different? They're completely different!
The person on stage, whose origins are unknown, possessed the ability to spout nonsense, and managed to portray Li Chang'an as a rude and uncouth female demon. She even went so far as to spread rumors that Li Chang'an had been harassing Feng Beichuan without success, and in a fit of rage, she actually attacked him.
Such gossip and secrets attracted many customers in the teahouse. Everyone pricked up their ears and listened intently to the storyteller's ramblings, yet they all thought they had heard some incredible truth. They couldn't help but re-evaluate their perception of Li Chang'an, the legendary eldest princess of Shengnan Kingdom.
"Oh dear, our Regent is really pitiful. He's been entangled with such a woman. He must have had the worst luck ever... But because of her status and position, he can't get away. He even got beaten up so badly. He's definitely lacking in manly spirit!"
Seeing that everyone below the stage was listening attentively, the storyteller became somewhat smug and got more and more excited as he made up his story. He then changed the subject and used his ability to fabricate stories on Feng Beichuan.
Since neither of the parties involved was present, and the audience below the stage were all ignorant, he could say whatever he wanted with his mouth.
Deputy General Sun's face grew increasingly grim. He lost his appetite for tea and peanuts, and could only suppress his anger.
"Let's go..."
Seeing that things were going badly, the soldier who had come with Deputy General Sun tentatively spoke up, trying to get the person out of this troublesome place as soon as possible.
After all, he knew Sun Fuqiang's quick temper, and if he didn't control it, something bad could happen!
"Hmph, I'm going to stay here and listen to what other farts he has to utter!"
Sun Fuqiang slammed his fist on the table in a huff, glaring angrily at the storyteller on the stage, while his other hand involuntarily clenched into a fist.
The storyteller continued his passionate narration on stage, completely unaware that a pair of eyes were fixed on him from below.
After verbally attacking Feng Beichuan, he began to talk about the emperor's decree to allow Li Chang'an to enter the court and participate in politics. Unsurprisingly, this was another round of slander from his mouth.
"How can such vulgar and shallow people discuss state affairs? It's truly the most ridiculous thing in the world..."
The storyteller, with a look of disdain, unabashedly included the emperor in his tirade.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Deputy General Sun finally lost his temper and pointed at the storyteller's nose, uttering a curse.
At this moment, the audience members all turned their heads to look at the man whose face was still flushed from the atmosphere and excitement, somewhat puzzled.
The soldier who came with Deputy General Sun was also startled. He realized that things were going badly. If he had known this would happen, he should have dragged the man away by force. He could have just slapped him a few times; he wouldn't have lost anything anyway.
But now that the words have been spoken, there's no going back.
Upon seeing that this person was clearly there to cause trouble, the storyteller didn't hold back. He slammed his gavel heavily on the table, pointed at Deputy General Sun, and shouted, "Throw this man out!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than several servants rushed over.
Unfortunately, those men's rudimentary skills were no match for Deputy General Sun and his companion. They were all knocked to the ground in a few moves, grimacing and groaning in pain.
The other customers in the teahouse also left their seats one after another. Some were so frightened that they ran out, while others hid far away to watch the commotion.
"Damn it, I'll stretch my muscles today and teach you a lesson!"
After spitting hard on the ground, Deputy General Sun rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands together, and pounced on the storyteller on the stage.
The storyteller originally thought the two would be taught a bad lesson, but who knew that the other party was also a martial artist. Seeing that the situation was not good, the man turned around and tried to run away, but Deputy General Sun beat him to it, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back.
"Help! Someone's hitting me! Help!"
The storyteller immediately lost his earlier bravado, struggling and shouting desperately, but the young men he had called over dared not risk their lives again. They pretended to be beaten and unable to get up, acting as if they didn't hear the storyteller's shouts.
"You're talking nonsense! I'll shut you up today!"
Deputy General Sun picked up the storyteller like a chick, then saw a rag on the table. He grabbed the wet, greasy rag and stuffed it into the storyteller's mouth without saying a word.
After the rag was stuffed into his mouth, the man was instantly unable to speak, only staring wide-eyed and whimpering in terror.
After a moment, he realized what was happening, struggled to pull the rag out of his mouth, and then flung it out. He immediately coughed violently and felt like vomiting, his face contorted in a grotesque manner, completely losing the charisma he had displayed while telling stories on stage.
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