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How to write the storyteller’s opening remarks in ancient novels? Snippets for some writers would work too. Thank you, urgent!

The border people are good at making wine. For lunch, they had lactose real snow, snow-soaked plum blossom wine, fermented glutinous rice balls, etc. Mu Yan still paid for it, and then he led him to an elegant teahouse next to the market to listen. storytelling.

We will not continue shopping. Jun Wei, who I have forgotten for a long time, has a point of view. He believes that men will not love to accompany women shopping, because if a woman likes something, the man will definitely pay for it. Men only act as money bags, which is a bit hurtful. Self-esteem, and if a woman doesn't like anything...if this doesn't hold true, it's simply impossible. Of course, this narrow view cannot be applied to Mu Yan and I. We went to the teahouse to listen to storytelling just because the June sun above our heads was too hot.

The teahouse was full of seats, so she had to share a table with others at the stairs. Mu Yan took out a folding fan from his sleeve and spread it out. It was a twelve-bone paper fan with no fan attached. There is a cool breeze blowing on my face. The old gentleman who was telling the story was sitting upright and was talking about the somber part: "On the fifteenth day of the fifth lunar month, it was a moonlit night. The second young master, Su Xie, heard a secret report from the inner prison, saying that 'Marquis Chen had been ill for many days and took his last breath at the eleventh hour. When he died, Prime Minister Yin Ci had to accompany him in front of the bed. Half a moment ago, Yin Ci had sent his confidants 800 miles to rush to welcome the prince Su Yu back to the country to inherit the title. If the second young master wants to cause trouble, tonight is a good night. If the prince Yu is allowed to When you return to China, everything will be irreversible. Su Xie has worked hard for many years and has been waiting for this day. At this moment, the old father returns to the west, and the brother who is supposed to inherit the title is wandering around the world due to love. There is nothing like this. There was no better time. That night, Su Xie launched an uprising and marched straight into the palace. Guard Guang Luxun turned against him. Seventy-mile Hao City was illuminated by flames, and the entire royal capital was filled with blood and rosin. In this palace incident in which the prince was absent, everyone thought that the overall situation was determined, and Su Xie was undoubtedly the next Marquis Chen. However, things were unpredictable, and Su Xie had not yet sheathed the blood-stained sword. Inside, the closed palace door suddenly opened slowly with a creaking sound..."

I said: "This palace door must be in disrepair."

I was shocked after I finished speaking. I felt that the old gentleman who was telling the story was unable to continue and was drinking water to get some fresh air. However, everyone in the teahouse was still immersed in the solemn atmosphere of the palace incident. The entire second floor was as quiet as the dark night, making my sigh very clear... …

Mu Yan waved her fan, with a smile in her eyes, but didn’t say anything.

I stuck out my tongue and leaned on the table to accept everyone's contempt. The sun was blazing outside the window, the willow leaves were rolled up in the sun, and the chirping cicadas hiding in the dense leaf shade were making their hoarse sounds.

The old gentleman finished drinking the water and continued: "It is said that Chen Shizi Su Yu tamed three hundred shadow guards. These shadow guards turned into three hundred sharp swords. When combined into one, they became a sharp sword. The unstoppable cavalry. Before this night, most of the stories about Chen Guo's shadow guards were just legends. However, when Su Xie forced the palace to revolt and the situation was about to be decided, behind the wide open palace gate, three hundred shadow guards were riding iron-hoofed horses. Appearing for the first time to clear the way, the shadow guard's iron hooves cleared a path of desolate blood behind the palace gate. At the dim main palace gate, a black horse walked slowly through the snow. Su Yu should have been thousands of miles away. Sitting alive on the horse, he also held the bloody head of the guard commander Xing Wujie. The situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. Half of the lieutenants of the guard were promoted by Shi Ziyu, either explicitly or covertly. Su Xie gained more wings. It’s hard to resist the fierce tiger in this situation..."

I felt like I was about to fall asleep, and there was only an echo of the storytelling in my ears. I tried my best to support my head and whispered: "This story is really good. "It's long."

Mu Yan took a sip of tea and said, "You want to hear the final result? The result is quite simple. Chen Hou is not dead. He just fell into a coma for a while. When he woke up, he saw the unscrupulous man taking advantage of the situation. Because he was seriously ill, he was forced to go to the palace and was about to put him to death. A few days after the second son Su Xie was executed, the Tang State, the neighboring country of Chen State, was attacked by the State of Jin. The Tang State came for help. Chen Hou was stimulated not long after he came. Thinking that watching the battle between Tang and Jin might be beneficial, he was unwilling to send troops. The prince Su Yu strongly advised Chen Hou to send troops to help Tang. After several days of arguing, the Chen-Tang coalition finally defeated Jin. ”

After speaking, he raised his eyelids slightly and looked at me: "You, a little girl, definitely don't want to hear these stories about the fight.

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I almost cried when I looked at him: "I just think this story is a bit long, but I didn't say I didn't want to hear it. Why do you want to spoil it for me? It's such a clear spoiler. I hate it. Damn you! ! ! "

Mu Yan: "..."

The above paragraph comes from "Jiuzhou·Hua Xuyin", the copyright belongs to the author Tang Qigongzi, please do not plagiarize.