Chapter 351 Scholar Ye Cheng

"Speaking of which, hundreds of years ago, treacherous officials were in power, and the entire court was full of corrupt officials from bottom to top."

"And many people below were hungry. At that time, there were many bodies of people who died of starvation and freezing in the streets and alleys, but no one cared."

"It's really difficult to live in this world, and the world is fickle."

"Just when the country was about to perish, a generation of saintly kings emerged!"

"He ascended the throne at the age of 16, was close to wise officials, kept away from villains, put order in chaos, and cleaned up the world, which led to today's Jin State."

"He is King Gao Ming!"

In the imperial city of Jin State, in a teahouse in the east city, guests came and went in an endless stream. On the stage, the famous storyteller 'Fan Tiezui' was telling the old stories of Jin State.

The farmers and people who came here to drink tea in their spare time cheered, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Since King Gaoming, Jin has had wise rulers from generation to generation. The lower-class people have clothes to wear and food to eat, and they can come to this teahouse and wine shop to have fun when they have nothing to do.

People are very strange, they like to compare everything.

They are often more interested in the stories of people who live worse than themselves.

Among the general public today, having clothes and food is common.

On the contrary, the civilians who lived hundreds of years ago and were hungry are the objects that can satisfy their fantasies.

They often put themselves in the situation and think about how to save themselves from such a situation, and King Gaoming's deeds of creating a prosperous era naturally make them proud.

The people regard King Gaoming as their idol, and they feel uncomfortable if they don't listen to his legendary deeds for a day.

As a teahouse that has been operating in Dongcheng for decades, it is natural to know what the lower-class people like to listen to. Fan Tiezui has revised those legends countless times.

Ensure that the words are concise, but they can just mobilize the emotions of the tea drinkers.

After hundreds of years of operation, King Gaoming has become a symbol, worthy of all civilians' trust, worship, and spontaneous protection.

In layman's terms, it is to see others say a bad word about King Gaoming.

However, there is no shortage of stubborn people in this world.

When everyone was cheering for the legendary deeds of King Gaoming, an untimely cold snort interrupted everyone.

"The King Gaoming you worship has long been dead, and the one sitting on the throne now is just one of his descendants of several generations."

"He is far from being as wise as you think!"

The speaker was dressed as a scholar, with a handsome face, a slightly condensed face, and a frown, looking unhappy.

"Haha, I wonder who it is! Isn't this a man of great talent, Ye, who speaks without restraint?"

One of them obviously recognized the identity of the scholar.

With him calling out the name, the others began to talk about it.

"No wonder he can say such disrespectful words."

"It is said that he was kicked out of the court within a month of entering the court..."

"Ah, what is the reason?"

"Who knows? I think the words just now are probably to vent his dissatisfaction with the court..."

"Is that so? Why bother with him, Fan Zui, please continue!"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him and treated him as a joke, Ye Cheng was furious:

"A bunch of fools! They only see the calm lake in front of them, but not the turbulent waves underground!"

"Hey, if you keep making trouble, get out!"

The shopkeeper came over after hearing the news and happened to see such a scene. He relied on the story of King Gao Ming to attract tea drinkers to come here and make money for a cup of tea. He couldn't let anyone ruin his business.

Seeing this, the scholar drank the wine in one gulp, slapped two copper coins with a tough attitude, and got up and left without looking back.

What he didn't notice was that there was a pair of eyes on the second floor watching his back as he left. After thinking for a while, he also paid the bill and walked out of the teahouse.

Ye Cheng carried his bag, held a sword, and wore a bamboo hat, and shuttled among the crowd.

This place was close to the east gate, and he arrived at the city gate in a short time.

At the moment when he was about to step out of the city gate, he paused slightly and hesitated for a moment.

I vaguely remember that I followed the crowd from that end a few years ago.

Turning around, I thought this prosperous imperial city was the place where I could display my ambitions, but I didn't expect...

"Alas..."

Adults have to face reality after all, and now he has completely lost his expectations for this Jin State.

This flourishing flower is just a dream bubble after all, and I don't know when it will explode.

But those have nothing to do with him. He is powerless to stop all this, so it's better to go home and farm and live out the rest of his life.

"Brother, please wait a moment. I am quite interested in what you said in the teahouse just now. I wonder if you can talk to me in detail?"

A young man in white called Ye Cheng and said so.

"Brother, you came at an unfortunate time. I am ready to go home. As for the previous things, just treat them as my nonsense..."

After Ye Cheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

Who knew that the young man in white followed him.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I am a wandering cloud and wild crane, living in a place without a fixed place... I have nothing to do. I wonder if I can go with you? On the way, can you tell me your opinion?"

Ye Cheng saw that the young man had a kind face and did not look like a bad person from his behavior.

In addition, he did not see any weapons, and he had a sword for self-defense, so he thought about it and agreed.

...

At night, the two found a stream together, lit a bonfire beside it, and prepared to stay there.

The stream was clear, and the fish and shrimps on the bottom were clearly visible.

Although Ye Cheng is a scholar, he is very skilled and caught two big fish in one go.

"Brother Ye, I am quite proficient in cooking. How about letting me handle these two fish?"

Ye Cheng thought about it and realized that he could only remove the scales and organs, and then skewer and grill them. It would be better to let him try. If it doesn't work, he can just catch a few more.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Lan took the ingredients from him and started to process them skillfully.

After a while, the two cleaned fish were skewered and grilled on the fire.

Ye Cheng looked at Jiang Lan speechlessly. Apart from being more meticulous than himself, there seemed to be nothing special about him...

"For grilled fish, if you want it to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, you have to control the heat well... Secondly, add some of this to make it taste good!"

As Jiang Lan said this, he sprinkled the seasonings and the fragrance came up immediately.

Ye Cheng's nose twitched, and he swallowed his saliva secretly, his eyes widened.

"Brother Ye, come and try my cooking."

"Then I won't be polite, huhu... well, it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with an excellent texture and a wonderful taste!"

Ye Cheng ate all the grilled fish in a short while, but he felt it was not enough, so he got up with his sword and went to the river to catch a few more and handed them to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan was amused, but did not refuse. While processing, he asked: "Brother Ye, why don't you tell me now?"

As the saying goes, a man who eats is soft-mouthed, so Ye Cheng couldn't refuse: "Brother Jiang, what do you want to ask?"

"Why don't you tell me about the 'undercurrent' you saw?"

Ye Cheng had no objection. In the night, under the light of the bonfire, he slowly spoke...