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

This is Ying Chang'an's order.

Ever since Meng Yi pledged his allegiance to Ying Chang'an, he basically revolved around this little cute baby.

Ying Zheng didn't say anything, but acquiesced.

When he saw Ying Chang'an coming out of the courtyard, Meng Yi quickly jumped off the carriage and saluted respectfully.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready."

Ying Chang'an waved his hand and said, "My storytelling building is right at the gate of the imperial city. You don't need a carriage, just walk over there."

Hearing these words, Meng Yi looked at Ying Chang'an in a daze.

"Your Highness, the address I chose doesn't seem to be at the gate of the imperial city?"

Ying Changan smiled slyly and said, "The place you chose is too far away, so I secretly changed the place."

"what?"

Meng Yi's eyes widened.

He didn't know about it at all.

Playing tricks and tricks under his nose?

"Meng Yi, you are good in every way, but you have an elm head, just like my big brother."

"Learn more from me in the future."

After shaking his head and sighing for a while, under Meng Yi's speechless eyes that exploded, Ying Chang'an bounced towards the gate of the imperial city.

……righteous.

070 Where are my servants?Have you all gone to listen to the book?

Xianyang City.

A stone's throw away from the gate of the imperial city, a storytelling building rose from the ground.

Pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings.

The beautiful storytelling building, like a work of art, has attracted many passers-by to watch.

At this time, Xianyang City has already been deserted by thousands of people.

I heard that Ying Chang'an was a storyteller today, and the people in the city, the dignitaries, the children of rich families, and even the important officials of the court all gathered in the storytelling building.

In the morning, it was still daylight.

The storytelling building is already overcrowded.

There are nearly a million people in Xianyang City, almost all of whom are crowded into this square inch of land.

That scene was really spectacular.

Since the Empress of the Great Zhou announced her succession to the throne, the emperors of many dynasties in the Central Plains have implemented the imperial examination system one after another.

The reputation of winning Chang'an is also increasing day by day.

Not only Xianyang City, but the entire Great Qin territory, and even many dynasties in the Central Plains.

Countless people, traveling thousands of miles, all wanted to come to Xianyang City to see the demeanor of the nineteenth prince of the Qin Dynasty winning Chang'an.

Over time.

There are also various legends about winning Chang'an.

Some people think that this little prince is descended from the stars, otherwise how would he know so many secrets?

Not only did he accurately predict all kinds of earth-shattering changes that took place in the Tang Dynasty, but he even predicted the existence of the Empress of the Great Zhou in advance.

This is not a fairy, what else could it be?

"Three Four Zero" is precisely because of various legends, which adds a touch of mystery to the image of Ying Chang'an.

Many people who came here admiringly from other Central Plains dynasties couldn't wait to hear it with their own ears and see it with their own eyes.

Among them are the top imperial powers such as the Great Han, the Great Sui, and the Great Ming.

But the problem also followed.

As more and more people want to listen to stories, no matter how majestic and spacious the storytelling building is built, it cannot satisfy everyone's needs.

Faced with such a problem, Ying Chang'an did something even worse.

Draw lots!

No matter rich or poor, no matter men, women or children, if you want to enter the storytelling building, you can only rely on your life.

People with good luck, if they are selected by lottery, even a beggar can enter the storytelling building, with the demeanor of an official nineteen princes.

A person with a bad fate, even if he is imperial power and rich, even if he is an emperor and general.

Sorry, that doesn't work either!

The price of lottery is also very cheap, only one penny.

Basically everyone can afford it.

Just like the famous saying of winning Chang'an.

He came into this world only for three things.

fair!

fair!

Still fucking fair!

And it was the idea of ​​drawing lots that moved many people to tears.

They seem to have seen a real savior, a prince who can truly care for the general public.

Especially the people of Daqin, cheered and jumped three feet high in excitement.

Ying Chang'an's fraternity and fairness have established an extremely glorious image in their hearts.

There are even many people who have already regarded this little prince as the future successor of Daqin in private.

And people from other empires, such as Han, Sui, Ming, etc., can only envy and hate with envy.

envy their empire.

There is no enchanting prince like Ying Chang'an who was born out of nowhere.

And this time.

Daqin Imperial Palace, Zhangtai Hall.

Ying Zheng sat high on the throne, looking at the empty hall with a strange expression.

It was supposed to be the morning court, but today, for some reason, very few people came.

"Prime Minister, what's going on?"

Ying Zheng frowned, looking at Li Si who stood alone at the head of the officials.

"Uh……"

Li Si smiled wryly, and said in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, as far as I know, these colleagues all took sick leave by coincidence."

"Huh? Such a coincidence? Are they all sick?"

Two words were written all over Ying Zheng's face.

Do not believe!

"If I say one more thing, Your Majesty will understand."

Li Si smiled and continued: "Today, the Nineteenth Prince set up a stage in the city to tell a story, and this is the hour."

"What do you mean to say, all my ministers have gone to listen to books instead of coming to the morning court?"

There was no joy or sadness on Ying Zheng's face, and no emotion could be seen.

Zhao Gao, who was standing aside, had a gloomy face, as if his mother had died.

During the last hunting ceremony, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

After several storytelling, Ying Chang'an's prestige increased day by day, even far surpassing Fusu, the eldest son who left Beijing.

Not only in Xianyang City, but also in the territory of Great Qin, and even among the many dynasties in the entire Central Plains, Win Chang'an's reputation is resounding.

Zhao Gao had a bad feeling.

This seemingly innocent and cute little doll contains a terrifying power.

He doesn't even need Ying Zheng's favor, he can polish himself to a brilliant brilliance.

This point, not to mention Hu Hai, even if Zhao Gao and Hu Hai joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to do it.

"Your Majesty, do you want this old slave to bring back all those ministers?"

Zhao Gao, who couldn't sit still, took the initiative to ask.

Ying Zheng looked ahead and ignored Zhao Gao, but looked at Li Si and asked, "Where is he setting up a stage to tell the story?"

"It's not far away, just under the imperial city. Your Majesty can see it clearly when you go to the turret of the imperial city."

Li Si pointed to the turret on the imperial city.

"Oh? So, I can listen to storytelling without leaving home?"

Ying Zheng's expression looked a little relaxed, even looking forward to it.

Hearing this, Zhao Gao next to him felt a thump in his heart.

what the hell is this?

It happened not long ago that the brat contradicted Ying Zheng on the spot.

Why did everything go away so quickly?

Unreasonable!

"That's right, Your Majesty, since the officials didn't come to the early court, why don't we..."

Li Si looked at Ying Zheng expectantly.

Ying Zheng smiled knowingly, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "Since the prime minister is interested, then I will accompany the prime minister to have a look."

"Uh……"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Li Si pouted in private.

Obviously you want to see your son, but you are still pulling on me?

……

In front of the root of the imperial city, there is a storytelling building.

Under the protection of Yao Meier and Meng Yi, Xiao Mengwa Ying Chang'an came out swaggeringly.

"Look, the nineteenth prince is here!"

In front of the storytelling building, someone yelled something, and everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the gate of the imperial city.

When he saw Ying Chang'an, there was a burst of applause in front of the storytelling building.

The voice of tens of thousands of people shouting at the same time almost overturned the world

"Your Highness, there are so many people."

Looking at Wuyang Wuyang's people, they couldn't see the end at a glance, and Meng Yi was dumbfounded.

He had never seen so many people gather together in Xianyang City.

Say something disrespectful.

Even the First Emperor Yingzheng went on a tour, and there was no such scene.

"General Meng, you are still far from understanding the charm of your son."