This soul-stirring sentence almost caused Wu Feng's lust, which had calmed down a little, to spread again. He took a long breath and finally managed to control it. Wu Feng picked up the big cup of beef and took a sip before answering: "Why are you bothering me? I don't want to worry about it for my brother's sake."
The sound of "bang" drew everyone's attention to the front again. The storyteller slapped the wooden board on the high table and started today's performance.
"Everyone, last time I mentioned that Lord Li Wufeng led the Fourth Regiment of the 3rd Division of the Imperial City Guard Corps to cross the Partridge Pass and enter Bonan territory. That night, Lord Li and his party stayed in Bonan City and were received by the local officials. The warm reception. You may want to ask, Mr. Li was just a small commander of the Third Division at that time. Why did the local government give such a warm welcome?" The tall and thin old man was very good at whetting the audience's appetite. Just now A question that puzzled everyone was raised at the beginning.
"Our Lord Li has a great reputation. Do those people want to curry favor with Lord Li?" A middle-aged man with his shirt open replied.
"No! Mr. Li was just a captain at that time, and not many of us locals in the northwest knew about him." A middle-aged man who looked somewhat polite retorted.
"Yes, Mr. Li has never been to our northwest before, so he probably doesn't know those people." A man who looked like an elderly businessman also agreed.
"That must be Mr. Li's appearance. He is so majestic and heroic. The people in the government saw Mr. Li's extraordinary qualities and received him warmly." Another young man in brown clothes guessed smartly.
"Yes, yes." Some young tea drinkers agreed with this view, while other older tea drinkers disagreed. Although they also admired their current parents, they also felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched. Seconded, but no one raised any objections, maybe because they didn't want to spoil the fun of those young people.
When Guan Yingying heard that the protagonist of the book was actually her lover, she was happy and quietly said to Wu Feng, "Brother Feng, they are talking about you."
Wu Feng was also a little surprised. Although many of the empire's victorious external battles were the best subjects for storytellers, Wu Feng still felt a little surprised to hear the storyteller spin his own experiences into stories. He turned around and faced the sitting The two businessmen behind him clasped their fists and said, "Excuse me, I want to ask what story the storyteller just told me."
The two businessmen looked in disbelief and looked Wufeng up and down. The businessman surnamed Du replied in a contemptuous tone: "Where are you from? Your accent sounds like we are from the Tang Dynasty. Could it be that even " Have you never heard of "The Legend of Heroes of the Empire"? Could it be that you ran away from the Great Hengduan Mountains?"
"Even the Gaoyue people in the Hengduan Mountains know our Master Li's famous name? This guy is probably an idiot, right?" The businessman surnamed Meng said dismissively.
Wu Feng suddenly felt embarrassed. Before he could answer, Guan Yingying had already intervened: "I'm sorry, you two, my brother wants to ask about the content of this story. Of course we have admired Mr. Li's reputation for a long time."
"Oh, this play is called "The Legend of Heroes of the Empire". It tells the story of our Lord Li defeating the Luobi people three times, subduing the Gaoyue people, and quelling the rebellion in the northwest. This is the most popular joke in the empire now, how could you not know it?" For the sake of the beauty, the businessman named Du softened his tone.
"I see, this drama must have been released not long ago. My husband and I haven't gone out for a long time and have been staying at home, so we are a little ignorant. I'm really sorry." Wu Feng apologized quickly.
"Hmph, there are still young people today who don't know "Heroes of the Empire". This book in the bookstore has been sold out of print. It's really strange." The businessman surnamed Du shook his head and looked like a brat who cannot be taught. appearance.
Wu Feng had no choice but to smile bitterly, lower his head and stop talking, so as not to attract more attacks.
"You don't need to fight anymore. In fact, the reason is very simple. The officials of Bonan Mansion are too eager for the empire to defeat the Luobei people in one fell swoop. Why? Because almost every year the Luobei people's cavalry rush into our northwest and sweep them away like locusts. Although we in Qingyang were the first to be robbed, Guide and Bonan were not much better off. These officials were unable to stop the looting of the Luobi people. They had to hide in the city every year, huddled in and did not dare to leave the city. The Luobei people were rampant outside the city. They were also living a miserable life. This time, the Imperial Army marched into the northwest in large numbers with the intention of eliminating the Luobei people in one fell swoop. Of course, they won the warm welcome of officials from various governments, so although Mr. Li was not in the country at that time Even though he is a small captain, he was warmly received by the local government." The tall and thin old man calmly told the whole story.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the storyteller, and Wu Feng and Yingying were able to sit down quietly and enjoy the storyteller's performance. To be honest, the storyteller added a lot of his own imagination and fiction to the story. The real plot is not as complicated and suspenseful as imagined, but maybe this is artistic processing, both to shape and portray the needs of the characters, and to make the story more interesting. The plot should be more dramatic. Wu Feng is the protagonist of the story, but he is sitting in the audience, quietly enjoying his legendary experience, which he also feels is a bit funny. However, it seemed that all the listeners were immersed in the storyteller's plot. Even Yingying beside her seemed to be intoxicated and listened so intently that Wu Feng didn't even notice Wu Feng signaling him to leave.
When Wu Feng gently touched Yingying and signaled her to leave, Yingying was still unwilling to leave: "Brother Feng, just listen a little longer. If we leave now, we might offend the public."
Wu Feng looked around and couldn't help but secretly complain. The entire teahouse was crowded, but it was very quiet. They were all listening to the storyteller's performance with concentration. The speaker is eloquent and full of interest, while the listener is amazed and amazed. Even the tea doctors stopped working and stood aside to watch the performance with great interest. If I leave, I am afraid that I will immediately arouse the dissatisfaction of the storyteller and the audience. Maybe the two businessmen behind me will tell the story just now, and if some meddlers add fuel to the fire, I am afraid that I will really be unable to bear the burden and walk away.
But it was really unpleasant for me to sit here and listen to this storyteller tell my story all the time. I couldn't help but look around carefully to see if there was a suitable passage through which I could sneak out quietly. But the passages of this tea house are all on one side away from me, and the toilet is on the other end. You can't be a manly man and climb over the wall from the toilet. That's all, that's all, I have no choice but to stay here for a while longer.
Seeing that her lover was sitting on pins and needles, Guan Yingying comforted him quietly: "Brother Feng, just stay here for a while. It's rare to come out. If you don't want to hear it, you can rest here for a while."
Wu Feng had no choice but to eliminate distracting thoughts and wanted to close his eyes and take a rest, but what Mo Lun reported in the afternoon immediately came out of his mind.
How to deal with it? The Yuli people are also from nomadic tribes. Their affiliation can not only greatly affect the direction of the small nomadic tribes nearby, but they are also willing to accept the management of the local government like other people in the territory, so they can also learn from them. Recruit a lot of cavalry. These nomads were born and grew up on horses. They are naturally good riders. With a little training, they can become excellent cavalry warriors.
It is difficult to grasp the consequences of accepting them. The Luobi people will never respond to this. Once the northern trade routes are cut off, the entire northwest economy will suffer an unbearable blow. This is also unacceptable to Wu Feng. But the surrender of the Yuli people is of great significance. The attitude of the northwest county government will directly affect the attitude of the nomadic people on the Tengger Grassland towards themselves in the future, which is also crucial to their future hegemony.
How to find a balance between the two is indeed quite difficult. But no matter how difficult it is, I'm afraid I have to overcome it. This kid Mo Lun really knows how to pick the time. He doesn't pick it early or late, but he chose this time. But it's no wonder that Mo Lun is really good at picking the time.
Thinking of Mo Lun, Wu Feng recalled the conversation between the two people from the Western Continent just now. It seems that Qingyang Mansion has done a very solid job in attracting investment and immigration. This guy Mo Lun really has a way. It is necessary to let people from other mansions Come and learn too.
Time passed by in such random thoughts, when Wu Feng heard a "bang" sound, "Everyone, today's book ends here, everyone, please be early tomorrow!"
After a burst of noise, most of the tea patrons in the tea house dispersed. It seemed that many tea patrons in the tea house came here for the storyteller. As soon as the storyteller ended, it was almost time. Except for some old tea patrons, the rest of the people They all went home one after another.
Wu Feng and Ying Ying also followed the flow of people out of the teahouse. The guards who were already restless outside hurriedly came over to greet them. Under the signal from Wu Feng's eyes, the guards also dispersed to the side in an interesting manner, and surrounded Wu Feng in groups. Leave with Guan Yingying.
It gets dark very late in the summer in the northwest. It is now past nine o'clock in the evening. The sky is still bright and there is still a lot of people on the street. Many people come out from home for a walk after dinner, and some women take the opportunity to catch up. When rushing to the night market, you can often see patrol policemen walking around dutifully.
Wufeng didn't want to show off anymore, so he took Yingying and quickly returned to the house under the protection of the guards. As soon as they returned to the mansion, Di Leina who came out told Wu Feng that Mr. Jin Ningjin from the Intelligence Agency had been waiting in the living room for a long time, saying that there was an emergency to report.
Wu Feng didn't even have time to change his clothes before he came to the living room. He knew that it must be a very urgent situation. Otherwise, Jin Ning would not have come to the house to wait for him. He could have waited until the next day to go to the Jiedushi Office. Report to yourself.
"Sir!" Seeing Wu Feng coming in, Jin Ning quickly stood up and prepared to salute.
Wu Feng waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, and he sat down casually.
"I have urgent information about Luzon to report to your Excellency." Jin Ning got straight to the point.
"Speak." Wufeng's ears perked up as soon as he heard the word Lu Song.