Xianyang City.
In the morning, the air was filled with a fresh smell on the streets of East City.
Close to ten thousand people were squeezed into a small open space.
Many people's eyes were filled with anticipation and anxiety.
In the nearest inn, there was a private room by the window on the second floor. There was a young girl and a fat old man.
The young girl was wearing a golden brocade dress, and her face was exquisite to the point of being impeccable.
Chu has a slender waist and is the most beautiful in the world.
Especially the young girl's temperament, graceful and noble, aloof and cold, like a snow lotus on the Heavenly Mountain.
"Di Qing, with so many people gathered here, could it be that something big is going to happen?”
The young girl's eyebrows slightly furrowed, her voice as clear as a silver bell.
The fat old man smiled faintly and said softly,""Your Majesty, this is an interesting matter.”
"A few days ago, the Nineteenth Prince of Great Qin set up a stage here to tell a story. He predicted that the Great Tang Emperor, Li Shimin, would launch the coup of Xuanwu Gate and that the Turks would invade the Great Tang.”
"Relying on his two storytelling experiences, he became famous in Xianyang City. Many outsiders even came from afar just to listen to this little prince's storytelling.”
Hearing this, the girl's expression remained cold and indifferent.
She looked at the high platform on the street and said leisurely,"As a Prince of Great Qin, it's not surprising that you received some news earlier than others.”
It was obvious.
The girl did not believe in these legends.
After years of fighting in the palace, she only believed in her own eyes and ears.
The fat old man smiled and said,""Your Majesty is right."
"Minister Di, I have personally come to Great Qin this time. I wonder if the First Emperor will send troops to help.”
The young girl looked out of the window with her watery eyes. She watched as a porcelain doll-like child walked up the high platform of the East City Street with a swagger.
Immediately after.
A loud cheer erupted from downstairs of the inn, as if it was going to flip the roof over.
The young girl frowned slightly as she stared at the porcelain doll on the platform.
At this moment.
The fat old man's voice sounded again.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. As long as we are sensible and reasonable, coupled with the promise of great benefits, the Emperor will definitely consider it.”
Upon hearing this, the young girl retracted her gaze and looked back at the fat old man.
It was as if he was saying,"You can just say that you want to give me a lot of benefits. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The fat old man seemed to understand the girl's gaze and smiled awkwardly.
East City Street.
Ying Changan stood on the high platform with an air of confidence.
The endless cheers and cheers below the stage lasted for a long time.
"It's so noisy, be quiet!"
Ying Changan covered his little ears and threw a tantrum.
But something strange happened.
The nearly ten thousand people on the streets of East City all shut their mouths obediently.
No one was angry because of Ying Changan's childish temper. Instead, they all felt that this little guy was very interesting.
After the previous two storytelling sessions.
Ying Chang 'an's reputation in Xianyang City was getting more and more famous.
There were even many dignitaries who came specially just to hear Ying Chang 'an's story.
A five-year-old child could accurately predict the situation of a big country just by telling a story.
The coup of the Xuanwu Gate, the Turkic invasion, and the Great Tang's suffering.
Everything was exactly the same as what Ying Changan had said before.
If one thing was a coincidence, then with so many things connected, the probability of a coincidence was already less than picking up a Heaven Rank cultivation technique on the street.
Many people were curious.
How did the Nineteenth Prince know about this?
Could it be that just because he was a prince, he had more information than others?
This was somewhat unreasonable.
In a corner of the crowd.
Zhang Liang and Uncle Xiang hid among them, quietly looking at the porcelain doll on the high platform.
Both of them had strange expressions.
Last time, the two of them came here to listen to Ying Chang 'an's storytelling. Although they felt that it was somewhat novel, they did not fancy this little child at all.
But when the news of the Great Tang's disaster reached Xianyang City, Zhang Liang and Xiang Bo were dumbfounded.
Their first reaction was not to think of the Great Tang, but to think of a child.
He guessed correctly again?
"Has this devilish brat's mouth been blessed before?”
Zhang Liang and Uncle Xiang exclaimed at the same time.
After the shock.
When they heard that Ying Changan had come out to set up a stage and tell stories, the two of them could not help but come to the East City Street again.
This little doll seemed to have some kind of magic that made people want to hear his story.
On the high platform.
Ying Changan looked at the countless gazes below the stage that were yearning for the truth and felt a headache.
"It seems that father-in-law's wool won't be easy to get.”
"If this continues, these people will probably treat me like a god.”
"Let's change to another one."
After making up his mind, Ying Changan took a step forward with his short legs and sat on the edge of the high platform. He asked in a clear voice,"Have you ever heard that there is an empress in Nine Regions?”
In a private room on the second floor of the inn.
The young girl who was about to drink tea immediately stopped in mid-air when she heard Ying Changan's words.
Beside her, the fat old man also silently looked out of the window at Ying Changan on the high platform. He chuckled and said,""This old man has lived for several decades, but I have never seen such a little child with such a symbol.”
The young girl did not speak. Her hand movements returned to normal as she quietly drank her tea.
At this moment.
The people on the streets of East City gradually became noisy.
"Empress? He had never heard of such a person in Nine Regions.”
"Are you kidding me? As far as I know, the emperors of all dynasties are all men. How can a woman ascend to the throne?”
"Exactly. Nineteenth Prince, what do you mean by asking this?”
The audience shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of it.
There were countless dynasties in Nine Regions.
There were countless emperors.
However, no one had ever heard of a woman being the emperor.
In this world, the man was still the ruler.
Whether it was the local officials or the aristocrats, they were all led by men.
As a woman, let alone being the emperor, even if she was the head of a small family, she would probably cause a huge uproar in the local area.
On the high platform.
Hearing this answer, Ying Changan nodded his little head in satisfaction.
"I'm relieved. It seems that Nine Regions is still somewhat different.”
Ying Changan decided to change the story to the story of the empress.
"Alright, I've decided not to tell you the story of the second prince for now. I'll tell you a new story.”
Hearing this, there was an uproar below the high platform.
"What? Please don't, Your Highness. We were just in the middle of hearing it. What happened after the Second Prince signed the agreement with the Manhuang Empire?”
"Please, Your Highness, don't keep us in suspense. We've been waiting for you for a long time.”
"Yes, I'm from another city. I've traveled nearly a thousand miles just to hear the story of the Second Prince.”
Many people cried and shouted that they wanted to hear the Second Prince's story, and they all expressed their protests.
Did he just stop halfway through the story?
Do you still have any sense of public morality?
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