Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The tea on Yi Shuyuan's table was also misty green and still fragrant. There were also exquisite pastries and porridge on the side, which also replenished his strength.

Storytelling like Yi Shuyuan is indeed a laborious job, but in fact he is not tired. He just tasted Tan's food and found it very delicious, so naturally he would not waste it.

While Yi Shuyuan was resting, some audience members who had been holding back their urine took the time to relieve themselves.

After the guests and hosts had all sat down again, Yi Shuyuan also ended his rest in time, picked up the folding fan again and looked at the audience opposite.

"Continuing from the last chapter in the book, let's talk about the river god. It's hundreds of years later. The era of great wars has long passed. The new dynasty is strong and the canals are busy. On this day, a golden-red carp came into the river."

This is the second paragraph "Trapped Carp".

At the beginning of this section, some younger audience members became obviously excited. Although they listened carefully to the first section, their emotions were mostly fear and depression.

In the second paragraph, starting from the appearance of the carp spirit, things have developed in a truly mythical and mysterious direction, which is in line with everyone's expectations, and naturally more in line with the expectations of children.

The carp spirit was desperate and was deliberately caught on the boat at the inlet, hoping to take the opportunity to escape to Chengtian Mansion.

Then the funny thing happened. After being caught, he was killed and eaten, so he had to escape into the water again.

Because it is a storyteller, Yi Shuyuan completely follows the story's perspective. The protagonist in the second paragraph is obviously a carp spirit, so his own perspective has never been exposed, making it appear more mysterious.

Except for Tan Yuanshang, who had read the book and knew the plot, everyone present just thought that the other Confucian scholar on the boat was somewhat extraordinary, but they didn't know the specific identity.

Until the Confucian scholar in the book walked to the boat at night and lured the carp spirit out with a few words.

At this moment, everyone realized that the Confucian scholar was an immortal who was playing games in the world of mortals!

Then Yi Shuyuan imitated Lu Yuwei's voice and said the classic line.

"I saw the clear smell of this boat and thought there must be good people on it, so I thought of getting on board. Usually fish like me should be raised when they see them. Who knew the customs here are so weird that they want to eat me."

Yi Shuyuan's imitation of Lu Yuwei's voice is very vivid, and her helpless and angry tone at that time was exaggerated through dramatic effects.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but laugh, and many people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The second and third paragraphs, when Yi Shuyuan was telling stories in the city, were divided into two days due to time constraints.

However, these two paragraphs are relatively coherent, and it is actually more enjoyable to listen to them together.

There is plenty of time tonight, so I can finish the four paragraphs directly. The natural coherence will be stronger and the audience will feel more comfortable listening.

When the immortal went to the first temple, the three pillars of the fragrant temple were swaying, forcing the Kaiyang River God to come in embarrassment, kneeling down and constantly begging for mercy, which made some listeners secretly applaud, but did not dare to disturb the storyteller's artistic conception.

Later, the river god was secretly narrow-minded and prepared to complain to heaven, which made the audience gnash their teeth.

Empathizing with the things in the book is the audience's greatest recognition of Yi Shuyuan's storytelling.

As the plot progresses and it reaches the final moment, Yi Shuyuan uses emotional narration to slightly relieve the audience's tension.

"As the saying goes, don't be afraid of all difficulties. I just regret that you no longer have your original intention. As a Kaiyang Zhengshen, Nian Chaosheng turned out to be such a filthy monster in the monster mirror. It is sad and lamentable."

As the Emperor's order fell, Nian Chaosheng's panicked and desperate voice was also reproduced through Yi Shuyuan's interpretation.

"Demon-Slaying Platform, Demon-Slaying Platform, no, even if I am going to die, I still go to the God-Slaying Platform. I am not a monster, I am not a monster, Emperor——"

The audience present, including the light and dark guards who had been paying attention to the plot, all had goosebumps.

After that, Yi Shuyuan failed to go to the Demon Slaying Platform, but Nian Chaosheng's desperate voice was already the best last words.

Five thunders blasted the evil spirit, and the magic sword fell from the demon-slaying platform. A generation of river gods were killed, and the huge head suddenly fell from the cloud platform.

"boom"

Yi Shuyuan also simulated the sound of the River God's head falling to the ground, and then the River God statues collapsed one after another in the temples thousands of miles away.

At the end of the third paragraph, all the listeners let out a sigh of relief.

Emperor Dayong couldn't help but need to take a few deep breaths to relieve his emotions, and he had other insights into this story in his heart.

"Everything is afraid of losing the original intention. How many famous ministers and generals were the pillars of the country, but because they lost the original intention, they ended up causing harm to the country and the people. The ancient emperors, many of them had great ambitions, but in the end they became debauched and unruly kings."

"Your Majesty is holy."

"But the ignorance of the people gives opportunities for traitors to take advantage of them, just like the witch in the sacrifice to the river god, who not only seeks personal gain but also harms the villagers by using the name of the river god. The higher the position in the village, the greater the disaster."

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After two paragraphs of writing, many guests needed to go to the hotel for convenience.

It was already late at night, and the kitchen of Tan Mansion began to send some hot midnight snacks to replenish the energy of the guests, hosts and storyteller.

As for sleepiness, that's impossible. Even the youngest prince is in high spirits now, waiting to hear the last part.

The last section is even more interesting, with immortals transforming to look for monsters, and gods in the water coming to help.

In order to highlight the role of the divine generals in the water, Yi Shuyuan weakened the role of the ghosts and gods on the shore in this section, but it is not a deviation. After all, they did not take action in the first place.

Seal the coffin and capture the cat demon, virtually resolving a crisis that might have harmed many mortals in Chengtian Mansion.

More than three hours have passed since all four stories were told. The story was thoroughly enjoyed by everyone.

Yi Shuyuan was finally able to get up and move around. He left his seat, took a few steps forward, walked to the audience table, and thanked everyone for listening carefully to the story.

"Thank you for your patience in reading this book!"

"You're welcome, sir. Let's sit down and eat something together!"

The emperor spoke, and Tan Yuanshang naturally followed quickly.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yi, please sit down and have something to eat. Freshly made snacks will be delivered from the kitchen soon."

With a glance, of course a servant immediately brought chairs and placed them at the table. There was already a lot of empty space on the table.

Yi Shuyuan just pretended that he didn't know that the emperor's concubine was in front of him, so he said thank you and took his seat very naturally.

The great eunuch Zhang Liangxi naturally stood between Yi Shuyuan and the emperor, just an arm's length away from the table, so as not to block the sight of both parties.

Some adults and children nearby were observing Yi Shuyuan curiously. How could this storyteller with long gray hair and a calm face be able to make so many strange noises and say so many different sounds with just one mouth?

Emperor Dayong also waited patiently for so long, and at this moment he couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Yi, have you ever taken part in the imperial examination?"

Yi Shuyuan seemed a little surprised, looked at the emperor beside Tan Yuanshang and shook his head.

"Did not participate."

The emperor frowned slightly.

"Why don't you take the imperial examination? With your talent and learning, you may not be able to get a spot on the gold medal list, but what's the secret?"

Yi Shuyuan answered easily and casually.

"Yi is used to being idle and doesn't like the officialdom. He has never thought of becoming an official. It would be good to be a storyteller who travels around the world. He can listen to stories, tell stories, and maybe experience some stories himself!"

The emperor smiled and shook his head slightly.

"But there is clearly something in Mr.'s story, and there is also a concern that the world will punish the emperor and his ministers. It is not all about idleness!"

Then you are thinking too much.

Yi Shuyuan was helpless, but still shook his head.

"This official is too worried. How dare Yi say anything to spur the emperor and his ministers? I just want to guide people to do good and not go astray."

The emperor did not let Yi Shuyuan go, and casually asked him some opinions about the world and the country.

Yi Shuyuan's vision was here. Even if it was an unintentional remark, he could always say some truth. Although it was not in-depth, it still made the emperor secretly shocked. It was a pity that the other party did not want to talk in depth.

At this time, a burst of fragrance wafted in, and the servants in the kitchen came up one after another carrying midnight snacks.

"Come, come, come, everyone, eat some, bird's nest and lotus seed soup, it can clear away heat and nourish you!"

Tan Yuanshang greeted everyone to eat, and Yi Shuyuan stopped talking and enjoyed the food with everyone.

The emperor took a deep look at Yi Shuyuan. This storyteller actually had a sense of arrogance in his heart.

The so-called great hermit in the city is like this. He travels all over the world and sees the sufferings of the people and all the officials in the world. He sees the government, people's livelihood, bad habits, good and evil in his eyes.

However, the administration of officials is gradually becoming clearer, and the crackdown on fraud in the imperial examinations has also been intensified. I believe that talents like this will definitely serve the emperor in the future. After all, if they don't have the world in mind, how can such a great talent travel around the world as a storyteller?

Thinking of this, the emperor suddenly felt something in his heart and asked again.

"Mr. Yi, does he know who I am?"

Yi Shuyuan paused slightly while eating and put down his spoon.

After looking at Tan Yuanshang who was watching, and then at Zhang Liangxi who was standing respectfully, Yi Shuyuan finally fixed his eyes on the emperor, shook his head with a smile, and continued to eat.

Emperor Dayong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood.

he knows!

But it was definitely not Tan Yuanshang who told him.

Knowing that he is a king next to him, he still talks and laughs with ease and in a controlled manner.

At this moment, Emperor Dayong looked at Yi Shuyuan, feeling quite like an ancient emperor meeting strange people and famous people. Those talented people eventually became pillars of his family.

And Yi Shuyuan didn't bother to guess the emperor's mental activities. He just kept thinking about it while eating. Unfortunately, a certain glutton couldn't eat today!

In an inn in the city, Zhuo Qing was already asleep, and a little mink sitting cross-legged by the bed suddenly felt his nose was a little itchy.

"Ah Qiu~"

Hui Mian, who sneezed, couldn't help but rub his nose with his paws and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Am I also going to catch a cold?"

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Although the night was already very late, the emperor planned to spend the night in Tan Mansion today, but Yi Shuyuan would definitely not stay.

After rejecting many offers to stay, Yi Shuyuan said goodbye to the host and guests of Tan Mansion, and left alone in the night.

Yi Shuyuan walked on the street in the night, waving his folding fan, and sometimes he could feel a bit of attention on his steps. This was because he was followed by imperial guards.

Alas, trouble!

But until Yi Shuyuan returned to the inn, the sense of sight gradually weakened.

In the Tan Mansion, the emperor did not fall asleep so quickly. Instead, he and Tan Yuanshang held candlelight talks at night in the latter's study, which was no worse than the imperial study.

Placed on the table of the soft couch are four volumes of "The Fall of the River God".

"Thank you very much for inviting me to listen to the book today, otherwise I would have really missed it!"

Tan Yuanshang now feels less reserved than the noodle king.

"I know what your Majesty is thinking, but Mr. Yi, maybe he just likes to tell stories."

"Of course I like it. Such magical skills must be the result of diligent study and practice, but it is not limited to storytelling.

This man has ambitions in his chest, knowledge in his belly, strategies in his heart, and he does not lack calmness and courage. It is a pity that he did not participate in the imperial examination, otherwise he would be the number one scholar this year."

"Hey, Your Majesty, aren't you trying to fix fraud and relationships? Does this count?"

Not many people dared to joke with the emperor in person like Tan Yuanshang.

The emperor smiled.

"How can this be counted? Originally, the top three were appointed by me, and I will use whomever I like!"

Saying this, the emperor thought of "The River God Falls" again and looked at the postscript of the fourth volume. Those remaining divine generals in the water may also be alluding to good officials who were suppressed by corrupt officials.

The current loneliness of the Wanli River Temple is not beautiful either. Guiding the people to follow this example can also show some of their intentions.

"Good luck."

Zhang Liangxi stepped forward.

"The old slave is here!"

"He then passed on an oral message and ordered people to go to Boyungang and build bodies for the gods in the book. The evil gods should be killed, and the good gods should be exalted!"

The emperor thought for a moment and added something.

"Let's take a look at the people in the temple over there. Are they as greedy as the book says? If not, just change them."

"According to the order!"

General Crab actually has a statue in the temple, but its position is very low, while the other generals of the Water Tribe don't even have names.

The emperor's oral edict was tantamount to vindicating the names of several divine generals in the world of government and opposition parties, and the trend of "The Fall of the River God" becoming widely circulated has become a trend.

Maybe some of the god generals in the water can’t imagine what they will get at this moment.