Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 343 [People's Heart in Beiliang]

Countless boos and endless applause, the blind storyteller heard it, but he was neither anxious nor impatient, neither flatter nor frightened.

At this time, the sound of the pipa became more and more intense, like a silver bottle breaking and water pouring out.

It makes people worry whether the little girl's frail and slender hands can hold up.

The sound of pipa creates a magnificent atmosphere.

The blind storyteller talked about the grand finale.

In Daxueping, Huishan, with the sound of a sword, ten thousand swords return to their ancestors, and the old man in sheepskin fur returns to the land sword fairy.

In the Emperor Wudi City in the East China Sea, with a sound of swords coming, borrow the swords of Mancheng, and fight the No. 1 Wang Xianzhi in the world today.

One sword opens the gate of heaven, blooming the peerless style of swordsmanship.

Thousands of swords return to the clan, endless flying swords, covering the sky and the sun.

In the restaurant, countless audiences were dumbfounded.

Be good to me, is it possible that the old man in sheepskin fur is really one of the few land gods in the world?

Beside Xu Qianqiu, Tao Manwu's eyes are full of little stars, yearning in his heart.

Xu Qianqiu took out a piece of broken silver weighing several taels, and shook his head.

The little girl already thought that this old gentleman's storytelling was brilliant.

After taking the broken silver, he pouted and finally gave him a smiling face.

Grabbing the broken silver, ran to the center of the location, blushing, and gently put the silver into the bowl.

He ran back to Xu Qianqiu's side, snuggled into his arms, not daring to see anyone.

When the old man talked about the man, he claimed to be the second in the world, but he lived up to his name. He was the number one in the world, Wang Xianzhi, who flew across the East China Sea and fought against the sword god Li Chungang's sword to open the gate of heaven and make the East China Sea rise.

For a while, there was a sudden silence in the restaurant.

The barbarians of the Northern Mang, they may look down on the emperors and princes of the Liyang Dynasty, and look down on those soft celebrities.

But he would never look down on Gu Jiantang, the famous Spring and Autumn General who made the list.

Even more dare not look down on Wang Xianzhi, the lord of Wudi City who dominates the Jianghu for a period of sixty years.

Up and down in Beimang, there will only be regrets, only regrets, this old warrior is not a member of this dynasty.

But no one would question why Wang Xianzhi was able to rank ahead of Tuoba Bodhisattva and become number one in the world!

Even for the mortal enemy of Beimang, Ren Tu Xu Xiao, they were in awe of him from the bottom of their hearts.

In Beimang Royal Court, whether it is in the marketplace or in the temple, there are always people who, frankly speaking, have great respect for Xu Xiao.

At that time, it was rumored in Beimang that His Majesty the Empress was willing to "wife Xu".

Countless savages in Beimang scolded Xu Laizi for not knowing what to do, but no one questioned whether Xu Xiao was worthy to share the world with the empress!
From Bei Mang's point of view, in the entire world, except for Xu Xiao, a human being, no one is more worthy of the empress of his own dynasty.

The emperor of the Liyang Dynasty?
Fuck off!

Fuck you!

The end of the story.

On the banks of the Guangling River, the tide rises.

The son of Beiliang, the act of cutting his flesh, and the flying dragon in the sky, pierced six thousand and four armors, which attracted endless applause and applause.

The sound of the pipa exploded with thunder.

Even the shopkeeper of the restaurant was dumbfounded, and slowly took out a few pieces of broken silver that had just been earned and hadn't been warmed up, and asked the waiter to deliver it to a bowl.

I don't feel bad at all.

Today, I invited the grandpa and grandson to come to my restaurant to tell stories and earned a lot of extra money. I made up my mind to let them continue talking for a few days.

The custodial business is booming and the financial resources are plentiful.

After the story was told, some wealthy guests added some spare money.

Before leaving, I learned that I would still be a storyteller tomorrow, and muttered that I would come back tomorrow.

Xu Qianqiu patted Tao Manwu's little head and said with a smile:
"Go, tell the sister who plays the pipa, I will treat them to tea."

When we met again, the old man was blind, so naturally he couldn't recognize Xu Qianqiu, but the granddaughter whispered a few words in his ear, and the old man remembered it.

When he was in Beiliang, this young man once treated him to a bowl of green ant wine and respected him from afar.

Xu Qianqiu noticed that when the old man served the bowl, he showed countless scars on the back of his hand.

This old blind storyteller was a soldier in Beiliang.

With such a scar, it can be seen that the knife wound on the back of the hand was not serious!
The second son, Xu Fengnian, and his party of three also stayed behind.

Xu Fengnian, who has always been talkative, soon became friends with the blind storyteller.

Talking about Beiliang, the blind storyteller was talking non-stop, with countless emotions in his heart.

The second son, Xu Fengnian, murmured:

"Mr., why do you always say, the Beiliang Army at that time when you mentioned the Beiliang Army?"

The storyteller took a sip of wine, hesitated for a moment, took another big sip, and said with a wry smile:

"Back then, our general defeated the West Wall and destroyed the Western Chu Dynasty, which was almost on par with Liyang.

At that time, the Northern Liang Army was holding back a mouthful of resentment.

Thinking about it, damn it, those civil servants in the capital don't hurt their backs while standing and talking.

Even the old emperor is suspicious of the general in every possible way, otherwise, we might as well turn the other way!
Let the general be the emperor!

The general sits on a dragon chair and wears a dragon robe, who dare not be convinced?

It's a pity that the general refuses..."

With a sigh, the Beiliang veteran who followed Xu Xiao in the past seemed to be filled with endless regrets, and continued to say:
"Actually, it doesn't matter. For us old people, as long as we can give the general a saddle, we can do anything.

If you don't want to be an emperor, don't do it.

Later, the old man and I returned to Beiliang with the General.

But after that, the taste gradually changed.

The general, or the general, no one complained.

But, the general is not superhuman, some generals under his command, hey...

The old man and some old brothers left the army in frustration.

I have been to the three prefectures of Beiliang. I don't know how many dandies who have no king's law, have they ever been missing?

I don't read much, so I only know a few big characters.

But in my heart, I still can't figure out whether it is worth it to conquer the world for the Zhao family! "

Seeing that the young man in white sitting across from him was silent, the blind old man stopped complaining, stopped talking, and said instead:
"Young master, don't be disappointed in Beiliang just because of the old man's nagging.

We in Beiliang, 35 iron cavalry, are unparalleled in the world, invincible in the world!

Although there are some unworthy officials, the general is still the general.

With a great general around for a day, Bei Mang would not even think about taking the next step south!
Before the old man left Beiliang, he learned that the new king had succeeded to the throne.

With this new king in Beiliang, there is no need to worry! "

Speaking of this, the blind storyteller, with tears running down his face, picked up his wine glass and took a sip of wine.

Xu Qianqiu smiled, clinked glasses with him, and said, "Drink!"

The blind storyteller raised his bowl and said, "Drink!"

The old man drank to his heart's content and said to himself:
"The reason why this old man survived is because he has this miserable little granddaughter by his side who needs to be taken care of.

Furthermore, we are the new king of Beiliang, flying dragons in the sky, maybe, maybe...

Maybe he can do what the old prince didn't make up his mind to do back then.

The old man is alive, although his bones are old, he cannot go into battle to kill the enemy.

However, if he could enter Beimang alone and build momentum for the new king, he would be considered loyal to Beiliang.

The big deal is death, why be afraid of it!

If he really died in Beimang, he would be no worse than those old brothers shrouded in horse leather. "

Hearing this, Xu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head to drink, and said nothing.

On the side, the second son Xu Fengnian also did the same.

(End of this chapter)