Great Qin: The devilish child is telling a story. Emperors, please shut up.
46 The cheers of the crowd, respectfully invite Your Highness to set up a stage to tell a story!

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At the edge of the hunting ground.

More and more people were asking Ying Changan to come out and tell stories, and the voices were getting louder and louder.

From the beginning, there were only a few specks of light, but later on, the sounds became one.

In the end.

A border that stretched for more than ten miles.

Almost everyone was pleading loudly for the Nineteenth Prince.

At the banquet in the hunting ground.

The cheers from all directions echoed in the ears of the officials.

Everyone's expressions became a little strange.

Such overwhelming public opinion had never been seen before.

Tens of thousands, no, even hundreds of thousands of people.

He shouted loudly to listen to a prince's storytelling.

Not to mention the Great Qin Empire, even if one searched all the empires in the Nine States, they would not be able to find a second one.

This was simply a wonder of the ages.

Sitting on the main seat, the First Emperor Ying Zheng was looking at the mountain range not far away with a calm expression. He raised his wine cup and drank casually, as if he did not hear these voices.

Wang Jian's turbid eyes narrowed slightly. Stroking his beard, he cheerfully muttered softly,"This is the age of the young.”

"Dad, lower your voice."

Wang Ben looked around warily and said softly,"Previously, because of the Eldest Young Master's matter, the Nineteenth Prince contradicted His Majesty in the court and offended the Dragon's face. Now, he has already fallen out of favor.”

"Our Wang Clan holds a high position and great power, and holds military power in our hands. We must not get involved in the struggle between the princes.”

No wonder Wang Ben was so nervous.

In recent years.

Many ministers in the court took sides and secretly supported the prince they fancied.

Only the Wang Family, led by Wang Jian and Wang Ben, kept a low profile. They never made friends with the ministers or the princes.

It was because their achievements shocked the Lord and they held military power.

Others could make eyes at the prince, but they could not.

Once someone with ulterior motives caught hold of something, then with the Wang family's merit and size, it would be a disaster.

"Hahaha, right, right, right. This old man is old and muddle-headed.”

Wang Jian smiled freely and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

On the grass beside the banquet hall.

Ying Changan, who was lying in Yao Mei 'er's arms, was leisurely enjoying the scenery and eating grapes.

He did not seem to hear the increasingly loud shouts around him.

"My young master is really amazing. Hundreds of thousands of people cheered in unison. This is the first time I've seen such a commotion.”

Yao Mei 'er looked at the endless line of people in the distance. There was a hint of surprise and pride in her charming and lazy voice.

She wasn't teasing or joking.

It was indeed the first time Yao Mei 'er had seen a crowd of people waiting for a person.

Moreover…

This was not some unknown town, but the capital of the Great Qin Empire, Xianyang City.

Which of the people who could rise to fame here was not a legend?

However, no matter how powerful the expert was, he had never received the treatment of being called upon thousands of times.

Ying Chang 'an was only a five-year-old child, but he could make the entire Xianyang City look forward to him.

How could this not be surprising?

And this little doll was Yao Mei 'er's master.

No matter how calm she was, she could not hide her pride.

"Tsk."

Ying Changan pouted his small mouth in disgust and said in a childish voice,"So what? There will be more people in the future."

"In the future, perhaps all the emperors and experts in the entire Nine Regions will come to listen to my storytelling.”

Yao Mei 'er covered her mouth and giggled, pretending to be surprised.""Is that so? Then I'll have to wait for that day to come.”

"It's just that when the time comes, Young Master's name will shake the Nine Provinces.”

At the end.

Yao Mei 'er's voice carried a hint of bitterness.

Ying Changan, who was lying in the arms of the beauty, widened his big round eyes and grinned, revealing two cute dimples.

"Otherwise, I'll marry you.”

Hearing this, Yao Mei Er's smile froze. Her cheeks flushed red as she looked into the distance.

"Little scoundrel, you're getting worse and worse.”

She pretended to be calm and answered randomly.

The smile on Ying Changan's face didn't fade. He stroked Yao Mei 'er's face with his chubby little hand and said in a clear voice,""Don't worry, I won't go back on my words. If I say I'll marry you, I'll definitely marry you."

Yao Mei 'er didn't say anything else. She looked into the distance quietly.

However, her small face was like a burning cloud as it quickly turned red.

In a corner of the hunting ground.

Wu Meiniang also heard the rising and falling shouts.

Just as she was admiring Great Qin's younger generation, she was interrupted by the commotion.

"Teacher, what happened?"

Wu Meiniang's cold voice sounded.

Di Renjie replied,"Your Majesty, it seems that the people of Xianyang City have called the Nineteenth Prince to set up a stage to tell stories."”

"Is his reputation so high in Xianyang City?”

A glimmer of surprise flashed in Wu Meiniang's phoenix eyes.

As a natural-born empress, she smelled something different.

Ying Chang 'an was not an ordinary person, but a prince of Great Qin.

Xianyang City was the capital city of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it was also the center of the Central Plains Empire in the Nine States.

It would be extremely beneficial for Ying Chang 'an and any prince to become famous here.

This would allow the future ruler of the Great Qin to accumulate enough popularity.

"Yes, Your Majesty. This little guy seems to be more powerful than I imagined.”

Fatty Di said with a smile.

If this little fellow could marry His Majesty, wouldn't the Great Zhou and Great Qin be a powerful alliance?

The scene of their wedding appeared in Di Renjie's mind.

That was probably the grandest wedding in the history of Nine Regions.

"No, this old man has to strive to live for another ten years. When that time comes, I'll be a ceremonial officer and my name will probably go down in history.”

Di Renjie muttered to himself with a smile.

"Fatty Di."

"This old subject is here."

"Are you hoping that I can get married?”

"Uh…I don't dare."

"Heh, pass on the decree. You are not allowed to eat tonight.”

"Ah?"

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