Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

After this incident, the former prince saw through people's hearts.

All those friends who had crowded around him every day, claiming that they would go through fire and water for him, all left in droves.

The few remaining confidants are loyal and must continue to follow him.

However, the abilities of these staff members were average, and they had followed him. King Kang speculated that there was no other good place to go except him?

I thought that after he was deposed as the crown prince, he would fall into despair.

Unexpectedly, the emperor and empress were kind and did not add insult to injury after knowing that he was not their biological son. Not only was he given the title of prince, he was also given a salary every year. What's even more considerate is that he was given a quite large courtyard - Prince Kang's Mansion.

Prince Kang's Mansion is located in a prosperous area of ​​the capital, and it is more than enough to raise a dozen or twenty concubines.

Those dandies who had left in droves before, seeing that he was still favored by the Queen and the Emperor, wanted to get in front of him again, but he dismissed them all.

He's not that stupid!

Why do those wolf cubs who are not sincere stay around? Do you still want to eat what he has and use what he has as before?

Pooh! It would be polite not to beat them up!

King Kang knew that his current status was embarrassing, and he also knew that his title was only for this generation and could not be hereditary.

But he is not greedy.

He knew that this was all the kindness of the Emperor and Queen.

I have been the prince for many years and have enjoyed many years of glory and wealth and honor that no one can match. Now I have no worries about taking care of myself in old age. This life is worth it!

The only pity is that I don’t know where my biological father and mother are…

As an idle prince, Prince Kang would either go around every day, drink tea, watch theater, or listen to novels.

The staff said that his identity is too sensitive and he cannot show any excellence. The more mediocre he is, the better.

The current Prince Chen Yi is a ruthless person, and he will die if he suspects him.

Therefore, he would come out to listen to the opera every now and then, and from time to time he would add an aunt...

It's not that he has any intention of seizing the legitimate son, it's that he clearly knows that he doesn't have the ability at all. I was unprepared before, and it's even more impossible now.

Just mess around.

Being able to live comfortably until death is a happy thing.

Prince Kang and Xi'er came to the private seats of the teahouse.

The small window of the private seat can clearly see the stage on the first floor.

At this moment, the storyteller is sitting in the middle and starting to make preparations.

"Your Majesty, we came just in time." Xi'er said happily while lying on the window.

He felt that he was the happiest boy in the whole capital!

There is no oppression from the elders in the mansion, and I usually go out with the prince every day to walk, eat, and listen to books. In order for him to speak kindly to the prince, the aunts in the mansion treat him as their ancestor one by one.

Not even the gods are so happy, right?

There was a clap of wood downstairs, and the storyteller began to speak.

"It is said that there is a brothel in the capital, and there is an oiran in it. The oiran is only eighteen years old. She has a graceful figure, a beautiful face, and a beautiful face. She is as good at playing the piano as Bo Ya, and her beautiful singing can linger for three days. She is also very light. His dancing posture makes everyone who sees it intoxicated."

Most of the people who came to listen to the book were men, and they were all silent at the moment.

They all wanted to hear more stories about the oiran.

"It's not convenient to reveal the name of the courtesan, so let's call her flower girl for now."

As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, Prince Kang heard a clear chuckle coming from next door.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the wall, then continued to listen to the man's story with his head down.

"Miss..." Xiao Yezi pouted, holding a handkerchief, and kept wiping the melon seed shells that had just been sprayed on Yun Xi's body.

"You didn't hold back when you smiled just now. You didn't even bring any clothes. What should we do later?" Xiao Zizi and Yun Xi have been together for a long time, and their relationship has become much more relaxed. Even if you complain, you won't accept it.

"Sorry, sorry," Yun Xi couldn't help the smile on her lips.

Isn't this storyteller very good at naming names?

Let him pick one at will. If he picks something wrong, he will become a "flower girl"!

He was still so calm, which made Yun Xi laugh out loud on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the storyteller was heard praising Cuizhi from her hair to her toes. In short, she was a rare and wonderful woman in the world who could be better than a fairy.

"But..." The old storyteller paused suddenly. .

Everyone was listening with interest when they saw the old man suddenly paused and everyone stared at him eagerly.

But I saw the old man picked up the teacup leisurely, drank a few sips of tea, put down the teacup, ate a snack, frowned, put it down, replaced it with a snack, nodded, smiled, and drank tea again.

Then, he fanned the sweat on his forehead with a fan, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth...

The onlookers were anxious: But what but? You haven't said it yet? How long have we been waiting?

The old man knows how to lay the hook.

A quarter of an hour passed before he spoke: "However, the flower girl is so popular in the brothel, but no one has redeemed her."

"Ah?" Everyone was surprised.

If he had met such a beautiful woman, he would have redeemed her with money long ago! What are you waiting for!

"Then why?" someone asked.

The old man nodded: "Yes, why? Guess what is the reason for the bottoming?"

This was the first time they met Fang, who was telling stories like this, and could participate together, so everyone became more motivated.

"I said it, I said it!" In the hall on the first floor, a young man raised his hand high and stood up.

"Wait a minute!" the old man said leisurely, "Old man, I still have something to announce."

"Still delaying? You are trying to choke me to death!" A young man jumped up anxiously, "Old man, what do you have to say? Can you say it all at once?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "I will definitely finish it in one go."

Finished it all today.

"Okay, stop inking! We won't be able to stay any longer!" An older man shouted with a dark face.

"Everyone, let's listen to the story. Don't be in a hurry." The old man slowly put down the tableware in his hands.

"There are some things where it's useless to rush."

Everyone let out a long "appeal".

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are, but the old storyteller is not in a hurry. What are they?

"By the way, old man, you made that courtesan so magical. As far as I know, courtesans all have portraits. I wonder if this flower girl has a portrait?" A middle-aged man stood up and asked.

He had just read a novel about the Qing Dynasty Palace last night, and the ecstatic paintings on it made him blush to this day.

It's a pity that my friend only lent it to him for one look and then took it back.

I wonder if this flower girl has the same sense of ecstasy as the woman in that painting?

"You mean painting? What a coincidence!" The old man bent down happily and took out a rolled canvas from his feet, "Everyone, please take a look."