Jia's mother, two wives and Aunt Xue were all watching the play, while Jia Cong was telling everyone the story of the Condor Heroes.

The ladies and maids of the Jia family have never heard such wonderful stories. Even Jia Baoyu never thought that there is a place in the world called Jianghu, and there are so many interesting people in the Jianghu. Jia Cong said interesting things.

This story is like opening up the world, introducing everyone to a new world that they never dreamed of.

For a moment, everyone forgot everything. They all stared at Jia Cong and listened to him vividly talking about the strange things in the world.

Everyone was fascinated by what he was saying, and Jia Cong was so attentive in what he was saying that they didn't realize that there was just a play going on outside, but no one in the crowd noticed it.

As soon as Jia Mu raised her eyes, she saw that Jia Cong was gesticulating and not knowing what he was talking about. However, her group of precious grandchildren were all like fools, surrounding Jia Cong, exclaiming in low voices and praising him at other times.

It's like being possessed.

The old man was surprised and asked Yuanyang: "What story are these children talking about? Why do they all look so stupid?"

Yuanyang hurriedly came over and listened to a few words. Unexpectedly, she stopped listening and didn't want to move away for a long time.

Mrs. Wang and others were all amazed when they saw it. They couldn't help but pricked up their ears to listen to a few words. They were all fascinated. They couldn't help shouting: "It's amazing, it's amazing. Where did Brother Cong hear this from?"

The story I came here is actually better than the play!"

Seeing everyone like this, Jia's mother was so anxious that she shouted: "What on earth is Brother Cong talking about to hook you all into this? Please speak louder so that I, the old lady, can listen."

Jia Mu shouted anxiously. When Yuanyang heard this, she turned around and said, "Old lady, I don't know where Master Cong got this story from. It really makes people want to stop after hearing it. Do you want to listen to it, old lady?"

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When Jia Mu heard this, she became even more anxious. She hurriedly called Jia Cong and said, "You kid, secretly tell stories to them behind my back. Be careful, I will ask you and I will give you a good beating."

After hearing this, Jia Cong stopped telling the story, turned around and said with a smile: "How dare I carry my ancestors on my back? I just saw my ancestors watching a play before. None of my sisters like to go to the theater, so I remembered what I had seen before.

It’s a story that I didn’t expect they would all like to hear.”

Although Jia Mu is older, she has always liked new things the most. She listened vaguely for a few words and felt that the stories Jia Cong told were very different from what she had heard before. They seemed to be very fresh and interesting.

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At that moment, the old lady hurriedly said: "Although this play is good, I have listened to it so many times that my ears are scratched. The story you told is quite fresh and interesting. Why don't we stop watching the play now?

How about you tell us your story?"

As soon as the old lady said this, all the ladies were naturally happy. Baoyu was the first to shout: "Old Ancestor, you don't know, Brother Cong's story is really nice to hear. It's not a hundred times better than those plays. You old man, please listen."

You’ll definitely like it too!”

Everyone agreed, even Xue Baochai, who was usually the most steady, praised: "Old lady, the story Brother Cong told is really interesting. I have never heard such an interesting story. If you listen to it,

I’ll definitely like it.”

After hearing this, Jia's mother hurriedly urged: "That's great, I think the play is a bit boring, come and tell me!"

Seeing that everyone was in high interest, Jia Cong immediately smiled and said: "Okay, since everyone likes to listen, then I will be a storyteller and tell you a few paragraphs. If you listen well, I can reward you with money."

Can not be less!"

When everyone heard what he said, they couldn't help but smile. Jia Mu was the first to smile and said: "Okay, sir, please tell me carefully. If you really say it well, you will be rewarded. If you don't say it well, please be careful and I will call you."

My son will beat you up!"

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this. Jia Cong immediately smiled and said: "Okay, since there is a reward, I have to cheer up and tell it again from the beginning. Dear readers, today I will tell you a story from the Southern Song Dynasty.

This first time is called Feng Yue Qing Wu, please listen carefully."

When the ladies saw that Jia Cong wanted to tell the story from the beginning again, they knew that it was because of the old lady. But the story was indeed very enjoyable to listen to, and you would not get tired of hearing it even if you listened to it ten times, not to mention hearing it again, not to mention hearing it again.

So everyone held their breath and listened to his story. This time, because of Jia Mu, Jia Cong not only started from the beginning to tell the story of the Legend of the Condor Heroes, but also added a lot more about Guo Jing, Huang Rong, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, and the Eastern Beggar.

The story of evil poison and supernatural powers.

The stories of these romantic heroes were even more attractive. For a while, the ladies and ladies of the Jia family were so mesmerized that they even breathed a lot softer, for fear that if they missed a word, it would be a lifelong regret.

Facts have proved that as long as the story is really good, it will be very popular no matter when and where. For example, the martial arts "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" became popular all over the world hundreds of years later, and it was also very popular in the Red Mansions era.

When Wang Xifeng saw Jia Cong being in the limelight again, she felt even more disgusted with him. Looking at his smiling face, she was so angry that the second mistress couldn't help but want to step forward and slap her ears hard several times to relieve her anger.

But even she listened to a few words, and she was immediately fascinated. Especially after listening to a few words of Huang Rong's story, she knew that there was such a smart woman in the world. She was not convinced, but she couldn't help but be amazed.

, I couldn’t even think about scolding Jia Cong for a while, I only thought about that strange woman named Huang Rong in the Song Dynasty.

Even Wang Xifeng looked like this, let alone the others. Even the two hosts, Youshi and Qin Keqing, only listened to stories and forgot to greet the guests. Those maids were even more unhappy when they saw that their master did not order things to do.

Listening on the side.

For a time, dozens of women in Jia's house were fascinated by what he heard. Except for Jia Cong's voice telling stories, there was no other sound in the room.

Jia Cong saw that the family members of the Jia family liked to listen, so he became more and more enthusiastic. He started from the first chapter of Fengyue Qingwu, and soon moved to the second chapter of the son of an old friend, and then to the third chapter of seeking a teacher from Zhongnan.

Then we went to the fourth chapter, "Under the Quanzhen Sect," and then we talked about the fifth chapter, "Under the Quanzhen Sect."

After talking for such a long time, Jia Cong couldn't stand it anymore. His mouth was dry and his voice was hoarse from exhaustion, so he had to shut his mouth and stop talking.

A group of women in the Jia Mansion were hearing the wonderful news. They heard that there were strange women like Xiao Longnu living alone in ancient tombs in the world. They were all shocked and had their imaginations racing.

But at this most critical moment, Jia Cong shut his mouth, which made everyone anxious. Before anyone else could speak, Wang Xifeng couldn't help shouting: "How beautiful and beautiful is that little dragon girl?"

Awesome? Did Yang Guo become her disciple?"

Jia Cong rolled his eyes at her and said nothing. Wang Xifeng was immediately furious. She was about to speak up and give him a few words of warning, but suddenly she thought that this kid was the one telling the story. If he got angry again, what if he wouldn't tell him anymore?

There's nothing left to do.
Chapter completed!