PNB Chapter 187: Slow Work and Fine Work
Chapter 187: Slow Work and Fine Work
“Dear guests, welcome to the Gucheng Mountain Man’s Stage Day. Today I want to tell you a story about ingratitude.
A few decades ago, there was famine everywhere and people could not survive and could only eat grass. My junior brother appeared at this time. At that time, he looked haggard and was as thin as a pole.
My master took pity on my fellow apprentice and accepted him in.
But who would have thought that this was the beginning of a nightmare.
Junior fellow learns slowly and does things slowly, which often makes the master angry, but the master can do nothing about it. After all, since he has taken him in, he can't just take care of his food and clothing..."
The next morning, Guchengshanren started talking about old stories on the stage.
The core of the whole story is how outstanding he is, but how naughty his deeds are. In the end, the master naturally chose him. His junior brother was not convinced and carried out a series of revenge on him.
He also said that although his eldest apprentice liked gambling, he also learned a lot because of gambling, and even his storytelling became very spiritual.
Although the story is told in a fascinating way, it always gives people a sense of conspiracy.
The meaning of what he wanted to gain from his words was so obvious that anyone could understand it.
On the other side, Xu Banshan just found it funny after hearing this.
Of course, there were also quite a few onlookers who arrived at Kyoto Restaurant early to wait for Xu Banshan.
"Mr. Banshan, are you really the disciple of the hermit in the mountain?" A diner looked at Xu Banshan expectantly.
"Everyone has misunderstood. I am not the hermit's disciple, and I have never been. The hermit has not done anything against the ancestral teachings. I have always loved listening to the storytelling of the Gucheng School, so I have learned a lot. The hermit just gave me a few pointers, and he is not even a teacher." This was the first time Xu Banshan explained seriously, but he smiled before he was serious for a few seconds, "But I am gifted, and it is only natural that he gave me a few pointers and I have achieved what I have today."
Everyone found his eloquent speech very funny. Originally, not many people who came to the restaurant wanted to really explore the subject, they just asked.
Everyone quickly sat down, ordered their food, and listened to Xu Banshan's storytelling.
The situation outside is already in chaos.
What the hermit of Gucheng said in the morning was heartfelt, so everyone pointed their fingers at the hermit.
But it is not easy to find a hermit in the mountains. He says he will sit in the temple, but when he comes and when he does not comes is entirely up to his preference.
And many people don’t know who the real hermit is.
In the afternoon, the commotion was directed at the hermit of Gucheng again, simply because Xu Banshan said righteously in the restaurant that he was not the hermit's disciple.
For a while, the entire Kyoto Prefecture was fooled by a few storytellers.
The case has shifted from Anqiao's restaurant to an internal fight within the Gucheng faction.
Although Xu Banshan now denies that he is the hermit's disciple, Gucheng Hermit has no intention of letting him go.
He had already chosen his eldest disciple to be the next Guchengshanren, and he was not afraid even if he took the stage. After all, his ability was there, and his second disciple was not as good as his eldest disciple.
But now that one person is missing, how can he continue this legacy?
These two were not the only disciples he had accepted, but in the end, only they stayed.
I am old now, and if I cannot pass on the legacy, I will die with regrets.
In addition to the anxious people of Gucheng Mountain, the governor of Kyoto was also unhappy.
He was rejected by his sweetheart again. The prefect felt like his teeth were about to break. It was all Gu Qingyun's fault.
The reason for being rejected by my sweetheart this time was, "I don't like being with stupid people, but you would even fall into such a trap, you are really stupid."
The governor of Kyoto couldn't figure out why his sweetheart knew all these things.
But after thinking it through, I felt so angry that my teeth were itching.
He knew it was Gu Qingyun. Who else could it be other than Gu Qingyun?
Didn't he just say a few sarcastic words to An Qiao last time? Is it necessary to retaliate against him like this? Then, baby, what's wrong with creating some public opinion and getting her as soon as possible?
He was indignant and wanted to find Gu Qingyun, but because of his face, he didn't want to admit that he was indeed involved in this matter. He kept sighing at home all night.
Although inciting public opinion is not a trivial matter, it is not the court's responsibility. As long as the rumor-mongering is not the court's, everyone can make as much noise as they want. After all, in ancient times there were no mobile phones or televisions, and life would be very dull if there was no noise.
Gu Qingyun appeared in the restaurant again. Now it was no longer the same as before, so the two of them didn't need to be so cautious.
We ordered a table full of dishes and sat down to listen to Xu Banshan's storytelling.
Everyone was looking at him intently, and few people noticed Gu Qingyun.
Gu Qingyun originally thought that Miss An would be defeated this time. After all, for ordinary people, it was no small matter for the prefect to come to their house in person.
Unexpectedly, An Qiao did not look scared or too panicked at least on the surface, which made Gu Qingyun look at her with new eyes again.
"Eat well and drink well." An Qiao served the dishes, wiped the steam stains on her apron that had gotten from carrying the bowls, and thought about going out to take a look at the bookstore.
The bookstore has been built and it is open for business for the first time today. There are not many people here, whether it is the young master's side or the young lady's side.
But fortunately, some people are willing to go in and try.
"Hey, Miss Du, aren't you leaving yet?" As An Qiao just reached the door, she heard a female voice with an extremely gentle tone.
"I'll leave right after I finish reading here. When I get home, my father won't let me read." Miss Du smiled and said, "I can only come back tomorrow. It's getting late and I'm afraid my father will worry."
"What book did you read today?" the woman with a gentle voice asked again.
"I've read a book about raising silkworms and planting mulberry trees. Our family's harvest has been poor in the past few years. Seeing my father getting more and more irritable day by day, I don't want to be like this. It's not that I can help my father just because I can learn something." Miss Du whispered softly.
"Then when you are at home, your father won't even let you read books." the woman said again.
"It's okay. I can come here and watch it every day and record it down." Miss Du said again.
After returning the book, they walked towards the door.
They ran into An Qiao head-on, and they both bowed politely immediately.
"Don't be in a hurry, sir. Take your time." An Qiao reacted immediately and pointed in the direction of the street light.
The two men left quickly.
The person sitting at the registration counter now is Jingzhe. When there is no busy work inside, he can only come in at some point and leave someone else outside, otherwise it will be inconvenient to register and collect money.
"How's business today?" An Qiao pointed at the table.