Xianyang City.
A stone's throw away from the entrance of the Imperial City, a storytelling tower rose from the ground.
There were pavilions, carved beams, and painted buildings.
The beautiful storytelling building was like a work of art, attracting many pedestrians to stop and watch.
At this moment, Xianyang City was already empty.
When they heard that Ying Chang 'an was telling a story today, the commoners, nobles, children of wealthy families, and even important ministers of the dynasty all gathered at the Shuoshu House.
In the morning, the sky was still bright.
The Shuo Shu House was already overcrowded.
Nearly a million people in Xianyang City were squeezed into this small area.
That scene was truly spectacular.
Ever since the Great Zhou Empress announced her succession to the throne, the emperors of the various dynasties in the Central Plains had implemented the imperial examination system.
Ying Chang 'an's reputation was also growing day by day.
Not only Xianyang City, but the entire Great Qin Empire and even the many empires of the Central Plains.
Countless people wanted to come to Xianyang City from thousands of miles away to see the 19th Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty win Chang 'an.
As time passed.
There were also various legends about winning Chang 'an.
Some people felt that this little prince was a star that had descended from the heavens. Otherwise, how could he know so much about the heavenly secrets?
Not only did he accurately predict the various earth-shattering changes that would occur in the Great Tang, but he also predicted the existence of the Great Zhou Empress.
If this wasn't a god, then what else could it be?
It was also because of these legends that Ying Changan's image became even more mysterious.
Many people from the other empires of the Central Plains who had heard of the rumors could not wait to hear it and see it with their own eyes.
There was no lack of top empires like Great Han, Great Sui, and Great Ming.
However, the problem came with it.
As more and more people wanted to listen to stories, no matter how majestic and spacious the storytelling building was, it could not satisfy everyone's needs.
Faced with such a problem, Ying Changan did something even more ruthless.
Draw lots!
Regardless of wealth or poverty, regardless of gender or age, if one wanted to enter the Storytelling House, they could only rely on their lives.
Those who were lucky would be able to enter the Storytelling House, even if they were beggars. They would be able to enjoy the glory of the Nineteen Princes.
People with bad lives, even if they were rich and powerful, even if they were kings and generals.
Sorry, that won't do either!
The price of drawing lots was also very cheap, only one coin.
Basically, anyone could afford it.
Just like the famous saying of winning Chang 'an together.
He came to this world for three reasons.
Fairness!
Fairness!
It was still fucking fair!
It was this idea of drawing lots that made many people cry.
It was as if they had seen a true savior, a prince who could truly think for the common people.
This was especially so for Great Qin's residents, who cheered and jumped 30 feet high in excitement.
Ying Chang 'an's universal love and fairness had established an extremely glorious image in their hearts.
In fact, many people had already privately treated this little prince as Great Qin's future successor.
As for those from other empires, such as Great Han, Great Sui, Great Ming, and so on, they could only be envious and jealous.
In the empire that envied them.
There was no prince like Ying Changan who was a monstrous genius.
At this moment.
Great Qin Imperial Palace, Zhangtai Hall.
Ying Zheng sat high up on the throne, looking at the empty hall with a strange expression.
It was supposed to be morning court, but for some reason, there were very few people here today.
"Prime Minister, what's going on?"
Frowning, Ying Zheng looked at Li Si, who was standing alone at the head of the officials.
"Uh…"
Li Si smiled bitterly and said awkwardly,""Your Majesty, as far as I know, these colleagues have all taken sick leave.”
"Hmm? What a coincidence! Are you all sick?"
Two words were written all over Ying Zheng's face.
He didn't believe it!
"I will say one more thing and Your Majesty will understand.”
Li Si smiled and continued," Today, Prince Nineteen is setting up a stage in the city to tell a story. Moreover, it's at this hour."”
"Do you mean that my ministers did not come to the morning court and went to listen to the books?”
There was neither joy nor sorrow on Ying Zheng's face, and no one could tell what he was feeling.
Zhao Gao, who was standing at the side, had a gloomy expression on his face as if his mother had died.
During the last hunting ceremony, he had felt that something was wrong.
After a few storytelling sessions, Ying Chang 'an's prestige grew day by day, even surpassing the Eldest Young Master Fu Su of the capital.
Not only in Xianyang City, but also in the Great Qin Empire, and even in the many empires of the Central Plains, Ying Chang 'an's reputation was well-known.
Zhao Gao had a bad feeling.
This seemingly innocent and cute little doll contained a terrifying power.
He did not even need Ying Zheng's favor, for he could polish himself to shine brightly.
Not to mention Huhai, even if Zhao Gao and Huhai worked together, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.
"Your Majesty, do you want this old servant to find all those ministers?”
Zhao Gao, who couldn't sit still, took the initiative to ask.
Ying Zheng looked straight ahead and ignored Zhao Gao. Instead, he turned to Li Si and asked,""Where is he setting up a stage to tell stories?”
"Not far, just below the Imperial City. His Majesty would be able to see everything clearly when he went to the corner tower of the Imperial City.”
Li Si pointed at the corner tower above the Imperial City.
"Oh? In that case, I can hear the storytelling without leaving the house?”
Ying Zheng's expression was relaxed, and even a little expectant.
Hearing this, Zhao Gao's heart skipped a beat.
What was this?
That devilish brat contradicted Ying Zheng on the spot, and it was something that happened not too long ago.
How could everything be fine so quickly?
It didn't make sense!
"That's right, Your Majesty. Since the officials didn't come to the morning court, why don't we..."
Li Si looked at Ying Zheng expectantly.
Ying Zheng smiled knowingly, pretending to be indifferent as he said,""Since the prime minister is interested, then zhen will accompany the prime minister to take a look.”
"Uh…"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Li Si pursed his lips in private.
You're the one who wants to see your son, and you're dragging me into it?
……
In front of the Imperial City, the Book House.
Under the protection of Yao Mei 'Er and Meng Yi, Cute Little Baby Ying Chang' an swaggered out.
" Look, Prince Nineteen is here!"
In front of the storytelling tower, someone shouted. Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the Imperial City's entrance.
The moment they saw Ying Changan, cheers erupted in front of the storytelling building.
Hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison, almost overturning the world.
"Your Highness, there are so many people."
Meng Yi was dumbfounded as he looked at the endless crowd of people.
He had never seen so many people gathered together in Xianyang City.
To say something disrespectful.
Even the First Emperor Ying Zheng had never seen such a scene.
"General Meng, you still don't understand the charm of young master.”
Yao Mei 'er's coquettish voice slowly sounded.
Meng Yi nodded his head in agreement. He quietly lowered his head and looked at Ying Changan.
The image of the night when Fu Su bid farewell to him appeared in his mind.
"Meng Yi, after I leave, I want you to be loyal to Little Nineteen.”
Back then.
When Meng Yi heard this, he was a little puzzled.
He did not understand why the Eldest Young Master valued Prince Ying Chang 'an so much.
But at this moment.
Meng Yi already had a personal experience.
In fact, an unbelievable thought appeared in his mind.
Perhaps His Majesty and the Eldest Young Master already knew.
Great Qin's future successor would be this unremarkable child!
Thinking of this…
Meng Yi couldn't help but clench his fists.
In this life, Meng Yi must protect the 19th Prince!
Ying Changan, who was walking at the front, did not know that Meng Yi had so many thoughts.
Under the fiery gazes of hundreds of thousands of people.
Cute Little Baby walked straight into the storytelling building without any stage fright and sat on the high platform on the top floor.
Ying Chang 'an had asked the palace craftsmen to carefully design that position.
There were some special sound transmission devices here. Through the resonance of the echo, he could be heard within a radius of three miles.
In this way, not only could the lucky ones inside the storytelling house hear it, but they could also hear Ying Changan's voice outside the storytelling house.
In the corner tower of the Imperial City, a stone's throw away from the Storytelling House.
Looking at the magnificent scene of a sea of people not far away, a hint of surprise appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes.
"I didn't expect that this little fellow would already have such a high reputation.”
"In another two years, I reckon that even Zhen will not be able to catch up to him.”
Ying Zheng muttered in his heart.
An inexplicable joy gradually spread through his body and mind.
As a father.
What he hoped to see the most was that his son could surpass him.
Li Si was slightly speechless when he saw the empty streets through the window in the corner.
"The nineteenth prince is really a Saint Child.”
Hearing this.
Zhao Gao shot Li Si a cold look.
In his plan.
Prime Minister Li Si was an indispensable part.
"We can't let this person side with Ying Chang 'an!”
Oh no, he secretly made up his mind.
……
In the storytelling tower, the crowd was like a stream.
Almost all the seats were filled with people.
In the southeast corner, in an inconspicuous corner, sat two elegant young scholars.
They looked very similar, like a pair of brothers.
Both of them had fair faces and elegant auras.
Her actions revealed a feminine aura.
"Sister, if father finds out that we sneaked out like this, he will definitely be anxious to death.”
One of the scholars said softly.
"What are you afraid of? I've been waiting for this storytelling for a long time. In a few days, we will be moving to Pei County, and we won't have the chance to come to Xianyang anymore. This is my last chance."
The other scholar said firmly.
From their words, it was easy to know that these two elegant young scholars were women disguised as men.
Not only that, but they were also sisters.
The more mature and assertive one was called Lu Zhi.
The other one, who was much simpler, was called Lu Xiaomei.
"That's true."
Upon hearing Lu Zhi's words, Lu Xiaomei nodded in agreement.""Elder sister, actually I've long wanted to listen to this little prince's storytelling, but I've never had the chance.”
Lu Zhi glanced at his sister and said smugly,""Do you think I don't know you? He was a little mischievous. He didn't say anything, but he had many ideas in his heart.”
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