In Yi Ming Pavilion, the storyteller finally appeared after Xiao Sizi finished a piece of almond cake.

The old man looked in his sixties, lean and slim and funny. He had a trumpet shoulders and a small red paper fan in his hand. After strolling up, he started to tell the story. Sure enough, he spoke with a hilarious joke.

Ye Zhiqiu and Lin Yehuo, two who had never seen the world, beat the table and the other lie on the stool, and laughed tremblingly.

Xiao Liangzi and Xiao Sizi looked at the two completely unreliable adults with disdain. Luo Ying was obviously more steady than Lin Yehuo and Ye Zhiqiu, and looked at the two completely unpredictable adults with laughter and cry. Luo Yuan was still a little stunned, unable to understand many places, and she tilted her head to look at the people who were laughing so hard that she was smiling.

The storyteller laughed and slapped the aggro and said, "The little old man's surname is Fan, so everyone calls me Master Fan."

"Old man, what are you talking about today?" A tea chef followed suit.

The old man smiled and said, "As long as it is a matter of the world, there is nothing that the old man doesn't know. What do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear the story of Yin Hou and the Heavenly Lord!"

I don't know who shouted.

So many people followed and wanted to hear it.

The old man laughed and waved his hand, "That's up to you, I can't finish talking about it for three days and three nights... Besides, old man is only half of that of Tianzun and Yin Hou. How can juniors talk about seniors? You don't believe me if I say it, right?"

"Then tell me who is the best in the world today?"

The old man continued to shake his head, "I don't know how to say this old man wants to offend people, but I don't know how to do it. Disaster comes from the mouth!"

After hearing this, Lin Yehuo and Ye Zhiqiu both looked up at the old man. Although this old man said he could not do Kung Fu, he should actually do Kung Fu. And... for some reason, he always felt that his mind was not right.

At this moment, someone suddenly raised his hand, "Is there anything about the Ninth Prince Zhao Pu?"

The old man pointed at the teacook and said, "Oh? This customer knows the goods!"

"The Ninth Prince has fought many battles, right?" someone asked, "Is there any famous battle?"

"When it comes to this battle, the Ninth Prince is young and has experienced many battles, and he is like a divine helper. When it comes to famous battles, three are particularly famous! And who knows which one of the most beautiful ones won in these three games?"

Tea lovers were talking about it. Zhao Pu had indeed fought many battles, and most of them knew a few, but was it the most famous...

While talking, Xiao Sizi stretched out his hand and said, "The Battle of Caowei Valley."

When everyone heard the soft and cute voice as soft as the handful of glutinous rice candy, they knew that the person who spoke must be Xiao Sizi.

The old man tilted his head, looked at Xiao Sizi, touched the beard on his chin and smiled, "This young master is very knowledgeable. The Battle of Caowei Valley only used a few hundred people to destroy tens of thousands of enemy troops. It is indeed a classic among the classics."

Many tea lovers had never heard of this battle, so they talked a lot.

Bao Yan held his chin and said, "The Battle of Caowei Valley is not only exciting but also a key battle. The battle basically laid the foundation for the situation in the northwest border!"

"If it's so exciting, let's take that battle!" Many tea lovers expressed their desire to hear it.

The old man smiled and nodded, "Then let's talk about the Battle of Caowei Valley..."

However, before Mr. Fan could speak, he heard a cold voice interrupted, "Zhao Pu occupied the right time, place, people, and the older generation helped him fight well before. It happened that the internal struggle between Liao and Xixia was constantly weakening. Isn't it the most normal thing to win? Even if it wasn't Zhao Pu, any other Song general would lead the troops, he would not lose."

Xiao Sizi blinked and turned to look at the person who was talking. Xiao Liangzi narrowed his eyes and curled his lips - who said bad things about his master?

Pang Yu was not very interested since the moment he heard this, and when he heard this, his mouth twitched, and he looked disgusted.

Bao Yan also looks at the sky...

Who is the speaker?

The table where you were talking was full of people, each dressed properly, with literati and gangsters.

The one who just said sarcastic was a young man, wearing a student robe from the Imperial Academy, who was quite white and not as gentle as an ordinary scholar. He was like Pang Yu, with a bit of a young man. The students of the Imperial Academy were either talented men and beautiful women or officials, and this one might have some background.

Lin Yehuo held the teacup and asked Bao Yan, "Who?"

Bao Yan lowered his voice and said, "The grandson of Prince Qiao, Changsun Qi."

Lin Yehuo blinked, but he couldn't understand what Prince Qiao was from, but it sounded like he was a royal relative.

"Monkey King Qiao... Qiao Zishan?" Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously.

Bao Yan nodded, and Pang Yu was a little surprised, "Oh, do you actually know?"

"Hear." Ye Zhiqiu asked, "Aren't you quite famous?"

"It's quite famous. Qiao Zishan originally held heavy troops, but later he was transferred from a real-power prince to a free-time prince. He might not have been able to save his life. Fortunately, his daughter married into the Changsun family and became Changsun Lin's daughter-in-law." Bao Yan said, "Changsun Lin is the personal bodyguard of the late emperor and saved the emperor's life. After he was lifted from the armor and returned to the field, he was named a prince of a different surname. Chongman was three thousand years old. The emperor just saw Zhang Sunlin's face and left Qiao Zishan's life."

Lin Yehuo held the teacup and smacked his lips, curious, "What did Qiao Zishan do to get ginseng?"

"Corruption of military pay and delayed opportunities for war." Bao Yan flattened his mouth, "The evidence is conclusive."

Lin Yehuo raised his eyebrows. Isn’t that a death sentence? Then he touched Pang Yu with some gossip. "Your father is idle enough. Shouldn’t he be allowed to participate in this kind of thing? Why did your father come forward? What kind of hatred do you have?"

Pang Yu curled his lips and looked at Lin Yehuo, "Why did you say that my father is like this?"

The rest of the people looked at him with brows raised - please don't do this! The Grand Master is not good enough to get up early, and he will follow the risk of offending others and participate, which should be a matter of personal interests!

Pang Yu sighed, look at his father's character...

The little marquis said helplessly, "Qiao Zishan's daughter, Changsun Qi's sister Changsun Yi, is very beautiful, and she is the same age as my sister. She always went in and out of the palace in the early years. Empress Liu liked her very much."

Everyone said "Oh~" and knew that Master Pang was helping his daughter chase her lover's love rival.

"What happened later?" Ye Zhiqiu was curious, "What was the ending of that Changsun girl?"

"She, what, I've married the Uighurs." Pang Yu took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

Everyone opened their eyes wide.

Ye Zhiqiu was surprised, "Are you sent to kiss me?"

"No!" Pang Yu shook his head quickly, "I like the little prince of the Uighurs, and I ran away by myself. It is said that I am living a very happy life now, and I have given birth to several children."

Lin Yehuo touched his chin, "But Qiao Zishan definitely didn't think so. He finally gave birth to such a beautiful daughter. He could have been the queen, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by the Grand Master and went to Fanbian... But Concubine Pang is still favored now."

"Tsk tsk." Everyone shook their heads and looked at Pang Yu, "It turns out it is a feud, and the grudges are very deep."

Pang Yu sighed and held his chin.

Bao Yan nodded and whispered, "Changsun Qi is not talking about civil and military talents, but it is okay. He looked down on this little crab the most before. Later, when Pang Yu entered the Imperial Academy, he caused trouble for him every day, and he was mortal enemy!"

Pang Yu frowned and shook his head at everyone, "I used to fight with him occasionally when I was a playboy, but have you been worried recently and I don't bother with him."

Bao Yan thought it was fun and teased Pang Yu, "Why did you fight with you when you used to be a playboy? What's the name..."

As he said that, Bao Yan asked Xiao Sizi.

The little fourth son stretched out his little hand and pointed at Pang Yu, "Eliminate the harm for the people!"

"Puff." Lin Yehuo was so happy that the tea was sprayed out, and Pang Yu couldn't laugh or cry, so he scratched his chin.

Mr. Fan was about to start the speech, but was interrupted by Changsun Qi's sarcastic sarcasm, and then smiled, "This young master is wrong. What Zhao Pu has to do is not a piece of stuffed cake smashed from the sky, but a mess. Several generals of the previous dynasty, Qiao Zishan, Fang Jiekuai, Xu Seyong, Liao Cailan, and Qian Juexun are even more of a man who sells the country for glory. Most of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers have no combat power, and there is little military expenditure and insufficient supplies to be in internal and external troubles. The emperor is young, and all neighbors want to take advantage of the situation. It can be said that they are in danger. In addition, one thing you have said is wrong. It is not that the internal struggle of Liao and Xia has declined from prosperity to decline, but that it has declined from prosperity to decline after several battles."

The tea lovers all nodded and agreed with Mr. Fan's opinion. At the same time, many of them were gloating at Changsun Qi.

Kaifeng City is so big, and everyone who walks on the scene knows each other well. Changsun Qi is a little prince after all, and locals know what his background is.

Master Fan probably came from another place, so I don’t know that this is Qiao Zishan’s grandson whom he just said “greedy”.

Sure enough, Changsun Qi's face became worse and worse.

There were several people sitting at the same table with Changsun Qi, two of whom were dressed as scholars, and they were classmates from the Imperial Academy. In fact, the Imperial Academy is similar to ordinary ancestral halls and study rooms, and the good people always get together. These people are all friends of Changsun Qi. They have talented men and officials. When they see Changsun Qi being angry, they naturally have bad expressions.

The other few were dressed in pure warriors, and the look of looking at Master Fan was a little dangerous.

Many tea shoppers present were worried about the old man, thinking that the old man was going to be in trouble.

However, Changsun Qi's face calmed down a little, and he waved his hands to the people around him, indicating that it's okay, continue to hold the tea cup and drink tea.

Pang Yu and Bao Yan looked at each other - Changsun Qi took the wrong medicine today so easy to talk to? This person is so petty on weekdays!

However, Master Fan didn't know if it was intentional. He smiled and began to talk about the evil deeds of Qiao Zishan and Fang Jie back then, and he said it vividly.

Everyone present opened their mouths with teacups, and the same thought flashed through their minds - something is going to happen!

Just as Changsun Qi's face turned completely dark, the old man suddenly changed his subject, "When it comes to drafting the Battle of the Nei Valley, there is a rumor. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Everyone let out a long sigh, and finally...

"Legend?" Bao Yan also felt that it was not good to say that the elders were bad in front of others, so he quickly helped to change the topic, "What legend?"

"Caowei Valley is the terrain of the valley, with two mountains and one ditch. Zhao Pu created a beast-square formation, trapping the enemy in the valley without entering or leaving, just like a wild beast caught by a beast." Mr. Fan shook his head and said.

The tea lovers listened with relish. Ye Zhiqiu was eating peanuts and asked Xiao Sizi curiously, "What is the beastly formation?"

Xiao Sizi tilted his head. He often pestered Zhao Pu and the deputy generals to tell him the stories of the war. Among them, the Battle of Caowei Valley was told to him by He Yihang. He Yihang said it very clearly. Xiao Sizi didn't remember any beast formation. He only remembered that Caowei Valley was overgrown with weeds and many fireflies. Zhao Pu won the battle with the wolves, which was particularly interesting.

"The terrain of Caowei Valley is narrow and the valley is not particularly large." At this time, a scholar asked, "What magical formation did Zhao Pu use that can trap so many people?"

Master Fan smiled, "When it comes to this beast-climbing array, it's amazing! According to legend, the beast-climbing array is the leader of the four evil formations. Before using it, you must sacrifice to heaven and attract demons. It is said that you also need to use the blood of a hundred black dogs..."

"puff……"

This time, Lin Yehuo was spraying tea. Huofeng raised his eyebrows and asked Xiao Sizi with his eyes narrowed, "Zhao Puzhen killed a hundred black dogs?"

The little Sizi pouted, "How is it possible! Jiujiu won't kill a dog!"

"Zhao Pu's battles have indeed won incredible results. It turns out that there is help from witchcraft." Changsun Qi sneered, "Witchcraft evil magic harms others and oneself. Although the war is won, it is easy to cause natural disasters."

An old man dressed in a Taoist priest next to Changsun Qi also nodded, "There are always a saying that good fortune and good fortune will be transferred. When you are young, you will be successful and will inevitably encounter setbacks in the future. However, it is unknown whether he was transferred to others by God."

The tea lovers all talked privately after hearing this. Although it was a bit unkind to say this, Zhao Pu was indeed too magical. Where did he be invincible when he was a teenager who led his troops to fight? It was indeed very suspicious! In addition... Zhao Pu himself looked very strange, his eyes were different in color, and his biological mother was a foreign tribe. It is said that the tribe had a witch girl.
To be continued...