At the banquet.
The noise from afar lingered in Ying Zheng's ears like wisps of fireworks.
"What happened?"
He glanced at Zhao Gao, who was standing beside him.
"Your Majesty," Zhao Gao hastily replied,"it seems that someone is discussing the Great Tang."”
He couldn't hear it clearly.
However, with his Zongshi realm strength, he could hear some sporadic words.
Among them were the Great Tang, the Turks, and the alliance agreement.
"The Great Tang?"
Ying Zheng silently looked at the delicacies on the table, his eyes flickering, but he was not thinking about anything.
At this moment.
Zhang Han rushed forward.
"Your Majesty, we've just received an urgent report that the Great Tang's war has been pacified and that the Turkic cavalry has withdrawn from the Great Tang.”
Hearing this.
The officials present couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
With the Turkic cavalry at the gates, the Great Tang was on the verge of destruction.
How did the war suddenly disappear?
"Oh? Do you know why the Turks retreated?”
Ying Zheng continued asking.
"It is said that the Great Tang Emperor Li Shimin personally left the city and signed an alliance with the Turkic Khagan.”
"I don't know the contents of the alliance, but after the alliance, Jie Li left with satisfaction.”
As he spoke, Zhang Han's expression gradually became a little strange, as if he had been stimulated by something.
It wasn't just him.
There were many people present, and their hearts were also filled with shock.
It wasn't because Li Shi Min had signed an agreement.
It was because this matter had been spreading in Xianyang City for a long time.
The reason was simple.
In the story of Prince Nineteen winning the storytelling contest in Chang 'an.
The main character, the Second Prince, had reached an agreement with the so-called Wasteland Empire through the alliance under the city, thus turning his country from danger to safety.
At the thought of this, many people's hearts were already in turmoil.
Something was wrong!
Something was wrong!
From the initial Black Tortoise Sect incident, to the invasion of the enemy country, to the final signing of the alliance under the city to resolve the country's crisis.
One by one, they were exactly the same as the stories in Ying Chang 'an's storytelling.
The first time was a coincidence, the second time was a coincidence, but could the third time still be a coincidence?
Unknowingly.
Everyone in the banquet turned their heads and focused their gazes on Ying Changan, who was in Yao Mei 'er's arms.
Everyone's eyes were filled with complicated expressions.
Shock, suspicion, astonishment, and other emotions were intertwined in their hearts.
Was this devilish brat a human or a ghost?
How did he know everything?
Ying Zheng sat straight on the main seat, his face calm.
However, the hands hidden in his sleeves were already covered in cold sweat.
"What's wrong with this brat? Were these stories true or false?”
If not for the fact that there were so many people present.
Ying Zheng wished he could just rush over and grab Ying Chang 'an's little ear, questioning him.
On the grass.
Yao Mei 'er plucked a grape and carefully placed it in Ying Changan's mouth. She said lazily,""Young Master, there are many people looking at you.”
Ying Changan, who was currently enjoying his drunken state, glanced at the banquet hall ten steps away and saw many people looking at him with strange expressions.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It seems that my Ling 'er is really charming.”
Ying Changan grinned and said.
He thought that those people were looking over because of Yao Mei 'er.
"Is that so?"
Yao Mei 'er raised her charming eyes and quickly glanced around. Then, she retracted her gaze and casually said,""I don't think I have such great charm.”
She had experienced similar things countless times.
Yao Mei 'er could tell if others were looking at her.
"That could also be because this young master is too cute.”
Ying Changan, who was lying in Yao Mei 'er's arms, moved his little head and found a more comfortable position for himself. Then, he closed his eyes indifferently.
"Hehehe."
"Maybe." Yao Mei Er smiled.”
Seeing Ying Changan and Yao Mei 'er flirting, Huhai gritted his teeth. His eyes were so jealous that they were about to spew fire.
"Woo! Wu! Wuuu!"
At this moment, a horn sounded.
Everyone's body trembled.
"It's starting!"
A scion of a noble family looked into the distance nervously.
Immediately after.
In the hunting ground, all the warriors of the younger generation rode their horses and charged toward the vast mountain not far away.
Huhai wasn't willing to be outdone.
He stood up and smiled at Ying Changan. He said with a ferocious expression,""Little Nineteen, today I will show you my ability.”
"Oh, good luck then."
Ying Changan lay in Yao Mei 'er's arms and didn't move at all as he spoke indifferently.
Huhai gnashed his teeth in anger. He snorted coldly, then mounted his warhorse and rushed toward the mountain.
In the blink of an eye.
The grassland was empty, leaving only Ying Chang 'an and Yao Mei' er.
At the banquet hall next to them.
Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Chang 'an without batting an eyelid.
Looking at Ying Changan enjoying himself in the arms of a beauty, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"This brat, he's so young, but he knows how to enjoy life better than his father.”
Ying Zheng cursed in his heart.
Wang Jian also noticed Ying Changan. A faint light flashed in his turbid eyes.
He remained silent, but a faint smile appeared on his face.
In an inconspicuous corner of the hunting ground.
Wu Meiniang stood there quietly, staring at the endless stream of horses not far away.
These people were all elites of Great Qin's younger generation.
Wu Meiniang, whose strength had already broken through to the middle stage of the Hou Tian Realm, could clearly sense that these people were almost all martial artists.
There were even many who were around 20 years old who had already reached the Connate Realm.
"The Great Qin is indeed a powerful country in the Central Plains. With such a talent reserve, our Great Zhou really can't compare.”
Wu Meiniang could not help but sigh.
"Yes, I am."
Di Renjie's expression was a little solemn, which was rare. He nodded and said,""Your Majesty, we still have a long way to go.”
"One day, the Great Zhou will definitely be as powerful as this.”
Wu Meiniang clenched her fists and made up her mind.
"Your Majesty, this old man has just received news that the Great Tang has signed an alliance with the Turks. That little fellow was right again."
Di Renjie smiled bitterly.
Ying Changan's storytelling was indeed a little godly.
Even his best deduction method could not predict so accurately.
"I still say the same thing. I definitely won't believe his act of pretending to be mysterious.”
Wu Meiniang's emotions did not waver at all.
How could a storyteller be able to predict major events in the world?
If he was really that powerful, why didn't he guess the Great Zhou's matter correctly?
At the same time.
At the edge of the hunting ground.
Many people were already quarreling.
"Is Prince Nineteen here? Can you tell us a passage from a book?”
"That's right! I came all the way from the Ming Dynasty to listen to the Nineteenth Prince's commentary.”
"The Nineteenth Prince is less than five years old, so he definitely won't participate in this hunt. Since he has nothing to do anyway, why don't you tell us about Duan Shu?”
"Nineteenth Prince, come out quickly. We missed you so much.”
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