This Zhenguan is a bit silly

"Boy, what is this cross talk?"

After being full of wine and food, Li Er still didn't hold back his curiosity after all.

"Oh, a door of eating and drinking, no, a kind of art of talking and learning to sing!" Fang Chengen said: "I'll come downstairs to perform, today is their first performance, but I've rehearsed for them several times, just watch the music!" "

Is it singing?" The eldest grandson stared at a pair of phoenix eyes, looked at Fang Chengen and asked with a smile.

Although this Fang kid's mouth is a little broken, this skin is really good, no wonder Gao Yang, this little girl, likes it.

"Including singing!" Fang Chengen explained with a smile: "Let's learn to sing, small songs, poems, jokes, local dialects, whatever!" "

The language art of cross talk, under the leadership of Mr. Tao'er in his previous life, can be said to be popular all over the country, Fang Chengen naturally watched cross talk shows on TV, and more or less knew some professional terms of cross talk, but if you asked him to tell him what this meant, he didn't know.

There is always a difference between hobbies and majors!

Just when Li Erchang and his grandson were asking Fang Chengen what cross talk was in the private room on the third floor, a small piece of space had been quietly sorted out in the middle of the hall on the first floor.

Everyone looked at Qiao Pi and the others who were moving the table with curiosity, what is this store going to do, is it no longer doing business

? Don't you see that there are still people waiting in line outside the door?

"Young Master, Young Master, Ji Laoba, they are ready, can you come out and take a look?"

Xiao Teng's broken gong voice sounded outside the door.

"Okay, I'll go out right away, and I'll start again when I shout!" Fang

Chengen shouted by pulling his neck.

"Hey! I know!" Xiao

Teng had just left, and before Fang Chengen could say hello, Li Er had already gotten up and was ready to go out.

At the guardrail at the main entrance of the private room, tables and chairs have been prepared, fruits, snacks and tea are readily available, and people are waiting to come, eat, drink and watch the performance.

Fang Chengen's private room is naturally the best viewing position, which is also specially arranged by Xiao Teng, as long as he looks down, he just sees the stage set up below.

It was just a simple long table covered with cloth, and two people stood behind the table.

There's nothing appealing about this, but what attracts more attention is the way the two of them are dressed.

These two people, wearing a decent Confucian long shirt, is this long shirt worn on the body of these two people, how awkward it looks, there are already hot-tempered scholars whose noses are not noses, and their eyes are not looking at the two of them.

Pig's nose sticks green onions and pretends to be elephants, you two goods, this is pretending to be a scholar!

If it weren't for the fact that this was the evil young man of the Fang family, he would have lifted the table and smashed the field to kill you.

Of course, reading is a luxury in this era, and only a small number of people can afford to read, and among these small number of people, even fewer can afford to provoke Fang Chengen, so the safety of the two people's lives is still guaranteed for the time being, and more people are curiously looking at the hair of these two people.

What is the matter with this big scroll, this is licked by a donkey!

Such a novel shape, in the eyes of middle-aged people like Li Er and those who read, this is completely deviant, but in the eyes of some young people, there is only curiosity about new things.

It's like the teenagers back then, all with explosive heads.

If you ask them why they did that in the first place, I'm afraid the answer they get is that they were just very good-looking.

Just like the people of the Tang Dynasty now, how do you think these two people have a good hairstyle.

I don't know where to do it, do I want to have one?

Also curious is Gao Yang's kitten.

looked like a lady of everyone, sitting on a chair, staring at Fang Chengen with a pair of big flickering eyes, but waiting for him to give him an explanation.

Others have broken their heads with such things, and I'm afraid they can't think of it, but this guy in front of him is full of ghost ideas.

Fang Chengen naturally noticed Gao Yang's small expression, and explained to the three of them with a smile: "Some time ago, I was bored at home and burned charcoal tongs, and found that a hair fell on it and was bent, so I asked the people below to study and study, but I didn't know what was going on, and these two people knew about it, so I had to try it on my head, and it became the ghost I am now!"

Catch Ming'er and send someone to the south to look for it, and try to find the tobacco leaves as well, so that these two guys can be cooked early.

As for the discovery of the fire tongs scalding, it was purely Fang Chengen's nonsense.

He just saw the tongs and suddenly thought of the fact that in that era of scarcity of materials, people used burnt iron rods to burn large rolls, and he just advanced this matter by a thousand years.

As for the big curly hairstyles that these two people didn't succeed in, then they had to ask Xiao Teng.

Li Er looked at Fang Chengen, obviously didn't believe it, the body is skinny, the parents who are affected by it, who would be idle and have nothing to do with their own hair to joke, you kid didn't force others to blame, it's just how this head looks unpleasant, I really want to cut off the hair of these two people.

The eldest grandson was also looking at the two downstairs curiously, touching his coiled hair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Chengen stretched out his hand and patted Gao Yang, whose eyes were rolling around, and admonished: "Don't have bad thoughts, now this hair perm technique is not very mature, don't you see that the hair of the two of them is like messy grass

!" Gao Yang rolled his lovely eyes and said impatiently: "Got it, got it!"

The posture of the little child suddenly provoked Li Er's white eyes and the eldest grandson's chuckle.

Glancing at Xiao Teng, who was standing on the first floor waiting, Fang Chengen stretched out his right hand to him, and made an OK gesture with his index finger and thumb circled.

Ji Laoba, who got the news, soon started their own performances.

Perhaps because they are accustomed to seeing the new things brought by the Hu people, the reason why Chang'an people have a strong ability to accept new things is that Chang'an people have expressed great enthusiasm for a new entertainment activity such as cross talk.

From time to time, there were bursts of cheers and applause downstairs, and even the second eldest grandson of Li looked at the performance below with a smile.

The eldest grandson may be because of the happiness brought by cross talk, but Li Erma may be enjoying the praise given to him by the two people downstairs.

"Speaking of our majesty, then we have to mention a big battle against

Wang Shichong!" "At the beginning, Wang Shichong raised 800,000 troops, that guy, that scene, that called a sea of people, a large area of black pressure, just like a mountain fell!" "At

that time, our Tang soldiers were outnumbered, there was no way, His Majesty at that time, that is, the King of Qin, rushed up with three thousand Xuanjia troops, guess what?"

What's wrong?

" "Plop plop, three knelt down directly in front of the opposite formation!" "

The three you said can't be, Yiguo Gong, Lu Guogong, Langya County Gong

!" "It's the three of them!"

"Ah, and this matter, you can wait and tell the big guy about it!".

"Hey, I don't tell him about this painting, my seventh uncle and grandfather's brother's godson's seventh uncle and grandmother's own grandson are on an errand in Cheng Mansion, Lu Guogong once got drunk and talked about it, and from a distance, I saw His Majesty surrounded by colorful glow, nine divine dragons protecting the body, which frightened Lu Guogong......"

Li Er sat on the chair and stuck his beard contentedly.

It's this colorful glow, how can it sound so familiar!

Looking at this guy's smug look, Fang Chengen is not very satisfied.

In this era, boasting about Li Er is politically correct, just like blowing black and blowing in Ameriken.

But this, what's the matter with you as a broken housekeeper!