Chapter 24 Zhizhou’s visit

If monsters and elves want to transform, they must have certain practices.

But it doesn’t just mean that the Tao is practiced. It doesn’t mean that if the Tao is practiced enough, it will naturally take shape. It also requires a little opportunity, a little luck, and a little magic.

The only difference is that it's mysterious. Some fairies pass this level naturally and don't even know what's going on. Some fairies have so many difficulties that they can't get it even if they search left and right. Or they just can't get it.

When I gave up, an ordinary day and night became like this again. Song You had read many such stories in Taoist books.

Transformation cannot happen overnight.

Song You had seen monsters that transformed into humans a few times, and their abilities were both high and low, but he had never seen this process of transformation. He heard from books that there were pros and cons, so he often watched it at home.

The cold dew has passed and frost has fallen.

The weather has turned from cool to cold.

The calico cat still looks like a cat. When it gets cold, it always hides in a warm place, or it crawls into the hole of the stove. Every time it makes a fire to make food, it feels like asking for a visit in the mountains. It has to approach the hole first and say three polite words.

The Flower Lady is there, otherwise I would bend down and look for it in the stove hole, often looking at each other.

Every time I come out, it's always dark and sloppy.

If it is said that it is dirty, it will whisper softly, as if it is serious and does not seem to care.

Mr. Zhang finished his story and took a tea break. Several small yamen were sitting near Qinglongtou. The young people were very curious and asked questions about the story, and the old man answered them appropriately.

This is a TV series.

"Yu has been yearning for it for many years."

"To make you laugh, Yu didn't mean to be contemptuous of the gentleman on the stage. He just happened to know what happened in the Lanshui battle. Although the difference between what the gentleman on the stage said was huge, it was more exciting and interesting. I can't help but think that what Yu knew was just

What the gentleman on stage knew about the true story of the Battle of Lan Shui was the story that everyone in the audience wanted to hear. He thought it was interesting for a moment, so he chuckled."

"When the sun and the moon were born, there was no one in the world."

The clothes are made of fine brocade, and there is no trace of plaster on the shoes. You are either rich or noble, and you are especially particular about it.

Song You just pointed to the chairs in front: "If Mr. Yu is just here to listen to a book, that's where he should sit."

Yu Zhizhou frowned, thoughtfully.

After a while, I looked at it a few more times.

"I see……"

Song You shook his head and smiled.

They were both telling stories and singing at the same time. They were all professionals, and their voices were loud and clear. The two voices came and went, sometimes fighting in front of the ears, and sometimes they could be combined.

"Meeting each other means we are destined to meet."

Generally speaking, there is not much research into Song You.

"If Mr. Yu doesn't know Mr. Song, why did he come to see Mr. Song?"

"Heaven and earth live together."

"Snapped!"

Bei Wazi is the tile house that was often visited during the Song Dynasty. There are seven or eight tile houses in Yidu, and Bei Wazi is also considered large, with more than a dozen large and small hook fences inside. Yun Shuo Peng is the name of one of the hook fences, and is owned by Mr. Zhang and Cheng Wulang.

The Goulan jointly hosted by others sells products based on lip service.

The construction shape of the Goulan draws on the characteristics of the temple stage. It is surrounded by a roof and is like a shed, so many Goulan are also named after sheds. There are usually stepped auditoriums inside, layer by layer from the inner layer to the outer layer.

The heightening is called a waist canopy, and you have to pay to enter the venue. The prices for different seats are different. It is already a very professional performance venue.

However, he was not embarrassed. He only thought about it for a moment, then he made a calculation and asked: "Sir, how do you know that Yu is here to find you?"

Song You felt that the people around him glanced at him.

That is what the gentleman on stage knows and what the people in the audience want to hear.

Song You nodded and couldn't help but smile.

Yu Zhizhou thought it was wonderful, and for someone who came here specifically to make friends, what was even more wonderful was that he had actually thought of this before. Couldn't this be a coincidence?

Order a pot of hot tea and hold it in your hands to keep warm.

Usually Mr. Zhang would tell stories in the afternoon, and sometimes a gentleman would talk about history. In the evening, Cheng Wulang's team would tell jokes, which was a bit like cross talk, and also for fun.

"It's just stained with dust."

"yes."

"oh?"

"Oh? Please give me some advice."

"Most of the stories in this column are false."

There was a startling sound.

"How long is long?"

"I see."

"Didn't Mr. Yu say it before? Mr. Yu knows the real Battle of Lanshui. What the gentleman on the stage knows is actually what the people in the audience want to hear. Each has its own use. If Mr. Yu wants to think that what the gentleman on the stage knows

It’s okay for things to be more superficial than what Yu Gong knows.”

Song You heard a chuckle beside him.

It's just that when the weather gets cold, many people don't want to go out. Song You paid normally and got a good seat.

Looking at this Goulan restaurant, only 30 to 40 percent of the seats are sold, so there are plenty of empty seats.

Mr. Zhang took the time to come on stage.

"I don't go to Songlu every day."

It tells the story of the Northern War a few years ago, with General Chen Ziyi as the protagonist.

"The story goes that Chen Ziyi rode his horse in the Lanshui River and single-handedly rescued the commander, frightening the northern sergeants to death..."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Yu." Song You refused, "But Mr. Song only likes the sound of Mr. Yang's piano. He doesn't know Mr. Yang as a person and has no interest in getting to know Mr. Yang."

"Guess?"

Yu Zhizhou couldn't help but look disappointed.

"Mr. Yu came to me because he wanted to seek immortality and immortality?"

Listening to this man speak, it is quite interesting.

The story may be false, but it is undoubtedly true.

"Mr. Yu really overestimated Song." Song You couldn't help but chuckle, "Song can't see the shadow of immortality, so how can he help Mr. Yu?"

"What about thousands of years?"

Song You didn't listen to it a few times before, and a lot of content was missing. Now, listening to the storyteller talking about the follow-up, he connected the parts based on the context, and worked hard to make up for it.

Turning around, I saw a very elegant gentleman.

"Song has a question."

"Although stories may be true or false, what kind of things in the world are false? There may not necessarily be falsehood among the truth, but there must be truth among the falsehoods."

He was both literary and official, and both were extraordinary. Even if Song You was not familiar with fortune telling, he could tell at a glance that this person was not only extraordinary at this time, but he would probably be even more extraordinary in the future.

It was pretty much what he thought.

This man has extraordinary literary and official qualities. Although Yizhou is big, I am afraid that he cannot be retained. The temple in the capital is the place where he should go. And after listening to the first words he said, Song You liked him very much and felt that

He is indeed a decent person, but he is obsessed with such illusory things as immortality and immortality.

No one has written a book about this war yet. The storyteller has compiled it into a story based on the miscellaneous content he collected and added his own fabrications. Compared with serious novels and

Stories compiled from romances lack completeness, fluency, and rationality, but the advantage is that people are also very interested in such stories that are close enough to them in all aspects, such as Mr. Zhang.

Storytellers who take the initiative can also benefit a lot from it.

"What about the sun and the moon growing together?"

"Do you often come here to listen to books?"

"To be honest, Yu heard about Mr. Tai'an Temple before, and later heard that Mr. had eliminated ghosts on Jinyang Road. He couldn't help but admire him and wanted to make friends with him." Yu Zhizhou simply said it bluntly, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and he himself

Making friends with literati should be a very simple matter. "Yu asked many times and heard that Mr. often went to Songlu to listen to the piano, so he went to Songlu to stay for a few days. Unfortunately, he was not able to see him. He thought that Mr. liked to be quiet and did not want to do anything.

I was disturbed and no time passed."

When I figured it out, my eyes lit up and I felt it was so wonderful that I almost clapped my hands in joy.

If it were a palace with balustrades in the capital, the best seat would be called the golden chair, for the emperor to sit on. The remaining seat would be the green dragon head, the best viewing area. If there is no emperor in Yidu, there would be no golden chair, but there would be more of them for wealthy people.

Just pay and sit at Qinglongtou. If a high-ranking official arrives, someone will naturally make arrangements without saying much.

"Are there any gods at that time?"

"Come when you have time."
To be continued...