Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

Zhu Gaochi was full of compassion, shook his head, and sighed.

Although he is chubby, he is very firm and strong inside, and he has a heart of loving the people.

"I don't know if Zhu Chongba has any descendants. If there are, I will give them two taels of silver so that they can take care of themselves."

Zhu Gaoxu was also moved with compassion.

Zhu Gaosui twitched, and complained: "Second brother, how can two taels of silver give people a pension?"

387 "Shut up!"

Zhu Gaoxu glared at the third child.

the other side.

The expressions of the three Li Chengqian brothers were very calm, as if they didn't have much sense of substitution.

This is normal.

The three brothers were all born with golden spoons in their mouths.

Counting up to the eight generations of ancestors, they are all important court officials with power over the government and the public.

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The family is prominent, rich and powerful.

Not to mention that Dad is still the emperor of Tang Dynasty.

They have been separated from the general public for too long, too long to resonate and understand that feeling.

The money they give to passers-by is enough to buy a dozen houses and gardens in the countryside.

Zhu Chongba's fate is really insignificant.

the edge of the crowd.

"Ah, the hemp rope is only broken at the fine points, and bad luck is only for the poor."

Zhu Yunwen shook his head and sighed deeply.

But his tone was more pitiful than pity.

A kind of aloofness, looking down on the pity of the common people.

Like the three Li Chengqian brothers, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

But he is better at disguising himself, and he is better at making gestures of compassion.

"Young Master, there is nothing to be pitiful about. People like Zhu Chongba were everywhere before we found our country in the Ming Dynasty. We can't help but feel sorry for them."

Huang Zicheng smiled nonchalantly.

He didn't even like the story Ying Chang'an was telling.

Okay, what about the low-level people?

Isn't he good for emperors and generals?

A person like Zhu Chongba is almost illiterate and degrading, how can he be in the hall of elegance?

On the turret of the imperial city.

Ying Zheng stood by the window with deep eyes, and his thoughts seemed to be drifting in the distance along with the story.

He remembered when he was a teenager.

At that time, he was still a proton in Zhao Guo.

He was bullied by the Zhao people every day, and he didn't have enough food and clothing to keep warm, and was even called a bastard by others.

At that time, Ying Zheng was suffering tremendously.

He actually envied that Zhu Chongba.

At least.

Zhu Chongba has a pair of parents who love him, and a group of brothers and sisters who love each other.

And what about Ying Zheng?

Since he was sensible, he has never experienced what family affection is.

The father was cowardly, drinking and having fun all day long, and never cared about him.

The mother is even more difficult to explain, not only did not give Ying Zheng enough maternal love, but even had those unsavory scandals with Lu Buwei and Lao Ai one after another.

They did not give Yingzheng any help, but endless torture and burden.

"Ugh!"

Ying Zheng sighed, full of vicissitudes and sadness.

"If this Zhu Chongba really exists, I really want to have a good drink with him."

on the high platform.

Ying Chang'an's milky voice continued to float over Xianyang City.

"Zhu Chongba still left, resolutely left his hometown."

"Before he left, he overturned the walls of the house, as if he had built a grave for his parents."

"The dead are gone, and the living will continue to live. Even if he is burdened with endless pain and suffering, he wants to live."

"After experiencing great tragedy, Zhu Chongba's character gradually changed."

"Since then, he has longed for family affection, and this longing has continued his whole life."

"Zhu Chongba is gone and left his hometown, but he still has to face a difficult problem."

"That's eating!"

"In that era, there were millions of refugees like him who had nothing to lose and died."

"Wherever it goes, not a single blade of grass is left."

"But everything that can be eaten, whether it's turf or tree roots, is completely eaten by the refugees."

"I was so hungry that I even stuffed dirt into my mouth."

"In this miserable scene of purgatory on earth, Zhu Chongba started a life of begging along the street with his only property, a broken bowl."

Speaking of here.

The tens of millions of listeners in Xianyang City couldn't take it anymore.

"Isn't this too miserable?"

"Is it really a bowl at the beginning?"

"I thought it was bad enough for (acfh) to farm land for landlords, but I didn't expect him to be worse than I thought"

"That's why you haven't starved to death?"

"Didn't your Highness just say that? Not only did he not starve to death, he became emperor in the end!"

"Uh... It's not that I don't believe in your Highness, but the difficulty for Zhu Chongba to become emperor is a hundred times and a thousand times more difficult than that rascal Liu Bang!"

"This... is true."

Whispering voices sounded from every corner of the entire Xianyang City.

Many people instinctively resist the veracity of this story.

They are also very wronged.

They didn't think that Ying Chang'an's story was bad, nor did they think that the story was untrue, but they just couldn't believe it!

At first.

Ying Chang'an told the story of Liu Bang, about a local ruffian who finally changed his fate against the sky and became the current emperor.

This can be regarded as some reasonable ingredients.

The local ruffian, the characteristic is that he is shameless.

In troubled times, such a person can really eat well.

Moreover.

Liu Bang already had a team before he took off.

Don't care about the abilities of his cronies, at least they have people working under them.

Look back at Zhu Chongba again.

What does he have?

Parents died, brothers and sisters died, the house collapsed, and the livelihood of cattle herding was gone.

What does he have?

Oh!

A broken bowl!

Be a beggar!

A beggar as emperor?

Most of the listeners in Xianyang City are already messed up.

If they believed this story, they would probably be called mentally retarded by others.

Outrageous!

Outrageous!

in the crowd.

Zhu Gaochi also had a strange expression.

"Second, third, do you believe the story he told?"

"Do not believe!"

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui shook their heads in a tacit understanding.

"I'm just going to haha! A refugee whose family is desolate, whose whole family is dead, and who lives as a beggar on the street, can such a person be an emperor?"

"Dogs don't believe it!"

Zhu Gaoxu sneered again and again, disappointed and angry in his heart.

He was disappointed that the story Ying Changan told was a mess, and there was nothing brilliant about it.

The angry thing is that Ying Chang'an probably didn't seriously want to tell a story at all, and made fools of them as fools, and casually made up a story about a beggar who became an emperor.

"If such a person can become an emperor, wouldn't I be able to unify the empires of the Central Plains?"

Zhu Gaosui nodded approvingly, his eyes were full of disgust and disappointment.

"Perhaps, I can't believe it, unless there is really such an emperor in the Kyushu Continent."

Zhu Gaochi said in a deep voice.

Say something.

He did listen to Chang'an's storytelling with great sincerity.

He also tried his best to use logic and common sense to convince himself that what Ying Changan said might make sense.

But it can't be done.

This story is too outrageous, a hundred times more outrageous than when Liu Bang was the emperor before.

A beggar broke the bowl and turned himself into the emperor?

Anyone who believes is a fucking idiot!

the other side.

Li Chengqian also shook his head and sighed: "What is this talking about?"

He was disappointed.

The image of Ying Chang'an in his heart also began to plummet.