Prince Rong!

A prince with high reputation both in the court and in the Shilin!

When the prince was killed, Prince Rong took the initiative to inform the predecessor to withdraw from the competition for the throne. The current emperor succeeded to the throne. Therefore, the current emperor is also very honorable and favored by his younger brother, allowing him to hold important positions in the court. However, Prince Rong was postponed, and even the emperor issued an order and he dared not to obey the order.

I was forced to make a fuss and just replied with one sentence.

"My brother, I have no intention of government affairs, otherwise I would not have given up the fight for the position of crown prince."

But this sentence makes the current emperor helpless, because what Prince Rong said makes sense. If I like the government affairs, I would not have given up the position of prince at the beginning. I like to be a idle prince.

It is precisely because of this that although Prince Rong did not serve as an official in the court, he received great honors and received a lot of rewards in the palace every year. When Prince Rong held the Qushui Liushang Lantern Festival held every Lantern Festival every year, all the powerful people in the capital would send people to attend.

"Princess, do you want me to investigate?"

Next to the beautiful woman, an old woman spoke. The story told by this lady from Zhenbei Hou Mansion had too many metaphors, perhaps representing some kind of temptation.

"How to investigate, the little girl from the Beihou family in Zhenbei has obviously only heard of this story, and at most she is a messenger."

"Then investigate the person behind it."

"The Marquis of Zhenbei holds heavy troops and represents the military. Don't do it easily, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the prince."

"I understand."

If the conversation in the yard is heard by the outside, it will inevitably be a little shocked. The reason is that it is because of the identity of this beautiful woman.

princess!

At the beginning, when the former prince passed away, Prince Rong, as his younger brother, should have been mourning, but Prince Rong chose the wedding that year. The late emperor was furious and ordered that no one was allowed to participate in the wedding. Therefore, Prince Rong's wedding, except for the people inside the palace, no one had ever seen Prince Rong's princess.

There are rumors in the public that the reason why Prince Rong would rather arouse the previous emperor than get married was that he used this to withdraw from the throne dispute and marry his eldest brother during the mourning period. This means that there is a loss of virtue and naturally he will not be able to get the throne.

However, there is another rumor that Prince Rong loves beauty but not the country.

No matter what kind of rumors are, all the people in the capital are very curious about Princess Rong, but because of the last emperor's will, Princess Rong did not enter the royal family's clan. Therefore, even if the emperor died and the emperor succeeded to the throne for many years, Princess Rong never appeared at the royal dinner every year.

No one expected that the mysterious Princess Rong would actually live in a side courtyard.

In the backyard, because of the twists and turns of Yi Zhi's story, she was surrounded by many young ladies.

"Xiao Zhi, where did you hear this story?"

"Xiao Zhi, let's tell another story."

In fact, it is nothing more than these daughters who are addicted to it. Most of the stories told by storytellers in this era do not have much ups and downs. This is known by referring to the ancient miscellaneous stories.

But the story Yi Yun wrote was different. It was a variety of sharp turns by the group of sand sculpture netizens in later generations. This novelty was something that people of this era had never seen.

"I don't have so many stories, I've heard them all."

"What's the name of that storyteller? Xiaozhi, just talk about it again."

Listening to the expected words next to him, Yi Zhi was still very happy. Although her family is considered a powerful person in the capital, because it is a military family, the children of the civil servants will be isolated every year at the Lantern Festival Gala. This is also the reason why her brother is unwilling to come this year.

"The storyteller's name is Net Yuyun."

Yi Zhi thought of her in the letter asking her brother if she could tell others the story in the letter. Her brother said yes, but she told others not to reveal that the story he wrote, just say that it was written by a man named Net Yuyun.

"Network Cloud, what's the name? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"I have heard of those famous storytellers, but this is the first time I have heard of this name."

"You guys are really good. No matter what their name is, as long as the story is wonderful, Xiaozhi, please continue to tell one."

After all, the little girl is still very kind. She has some show-offs. Looking at the civil servants who used to ignore her, Yi Zhi thought about it and said, "It's okay to tell you stories, but if you are unhappy after listening, you can't blame me."

Yi Zhi felt that she would say the words first, because her brother replied to the stories she wrote to her later, and she was in a bad mood after reading them. In her brother's words, this is called Internet silence.

"It's okay, you tell me, we can accept it no matter what the ending is."

"In the past, there was a daughter-in-law who was in trouble at home. In order to make up for the family's funeral expenses, she did not have three books and six rituals, and eight large sedan chairs, and sold her to a scholar for one hundred taels. The scholar was fair and handsome and smiling, and she was very kind. The girl was used to being a daughter-in-law, and she could not cook at all. Others' families were all daughters-in-law who got up early and worked in bed. However, her family was a scholar who washed his hands and made soup.

The neighbors talked about her behind her back, saying that she did not marry a wife, spend the 100 taels of silver, marry a ancestor, and see if she will divorce her one day.

She heard the back of her red ears and whispered in a low voice that night: "I can't serve people, will you leave me in the future?"

The scholar lowered his eyebrows and smiled, put her jade feet in a basin and washed them gently: "I can't serve others without any trouble, so I will serve my wife."

She always thought that there was no one in the world who was kinder than scholars, and even an ant couldn't bear to step on it to death.

Until one day, the rebel army came to the city, and the legendary fierce leader of the rebel army cut off the emperor's head with a knife. She quietly glanced at the appearance of the leader on the city wall, which was exactly the same as the scholar.

“This story is so good.”

“It’s so touching.”

Whose girl is not in love with her? These unmarried women are just when they have fantasies and longings for their other half husbands. This story told by Yi Zhi satisfies all their fantasies about love.

"The scholar left all the tenderness to him and the ferocity to outsiders. This woman is really so happy."

Yi Zhi felt a little hesitant when she heard the words of these people around her. She didn't know whether to continue talking, but she thought of what her brother said, if she didn't continue talking, she would be sorry for the pseudonym of Net Yiyun.

"Later, the scholar became emperor and announced that he would marry her into the palace as his queen. As soon as the news came out, all the scholars' subordinates opposed it and advised him that the emperor could ascend to the dragon throne, and that the general would make great contributions and marry the daughter of the general. Faced with these brothers who had been born and died, the scholar was heartbroken, but in the end he insisted on marrying her.

After the scholar made the decision, the general left behind the military talisman to disappear, the army dispersed, and the forces that originally surrounded him also left one after another. Faced with the army of various princes of the court, the scholar no longer had the power to fight.

On that day, a hundred thousand troops besieged the city. On that day, the palace was covered with red colors and red makeup on the ground. When the wedding night was blooming, the scholar laughed and said, "I sent you three books and six rituals. The matchmaker married her and will make up for it today."

After the scholar finished speaking, he lifted her red veil, but the smile on his face had not yet fully bloomed. A silver dagger pierced into his chest. She said, "I am the daughter of the late emperor who was wandering among the people. The late emperor found me for sixteen years. On the day when the chaos broke through the city, the eunuch beside the late emperor happened to find my whereabouts and wanted to take me back to the palace. When he happened to see you outside the palace gate, he cut off my father's head with a knife."

That day, in the palace, Sina lay on the bed with a smile, and the bride was beside her, taking poison and died.

...

The story is over here, but Yi Zhi found that the daughters around her were silent at this moment. She was not surprised by this result at all, because when she saw this ending, she also had the same reaction as everyone else.

"How can this be the case? This ending is too bad."

"I thought the scholar and her would love each other all their lives, which was so heartbreaking."

"That storyteller named Net Yuyun is so hateful. Why do you want to end this?"

Listening to everyone's complaints, Yi Zhi suddenly understood why her second brother wrote such an ending. Seeing everyone's reaction, she felt an inexplicable feeling of pleasure.

"This story is interesting, but it's too far-fetched."

In the side courtyard, Princess Rong smiled and told the old woman beside her: "Go and ask about this storyteller named Net Yuyun."

"Let me tell you another story. There is a sect in the world. The master of the sect accepted two apprentices, one woman and one man. The female begins with the senior sister, and the male begins with the junior brother.

The senior sister takes good care of her junior brother, and she also respects her senior sister very much. Once she got sick, she was the senior sister who carried her back on the ten-mile mountain road to treat her. When she recovered, the young junior brother swears: "Senior sister, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, I will kill anyone!"

After hearing this, the girl chuckled and raised her eyebrows, "You might as well practice your skills first."

The boy heard his bad swordsmanship and couldn't help but touch his head and smiled foolishly.

When many girls heard Yi Zhi preaching, their eyes lit up, and a pair of childhood sweethearts appeared in their minds. They couldn't help but walk out of the sadness in the previous story and sounded seriously.

"Time flies. The young girl's senior sister was married for a wife. Her husband is a prominent family, and she is handsome and elegant. The couple are both talented and beautiful, and they are very compatible."

When Yi Zhi said this, these girls were a little dissatisfied.

"Senior sister didn't marry her junior brother."

"I thought my senior sister would marry her junior sister, but this senior sister's husband is very good. She has a pretty appearance and a good family background, and is also a good match."

"Hehe, keep listening, don't interrupt me at will."

Yi Zhi became more flirtatious and then told: "But this person's heart will become. After three years of marriage, his senior sister and husband were tired of his senior sister. He began to take concubines and neglect her. Later, in order to properly improve the concubine, he even made crazy moves of spoiling his concubine and killing his wife, and wanted to divorce his wife on the grounds that he had no descendants.

On the night of his divorce, a swordsman came to his house, holding a three-foot green edge with a sword energy scattered, cutting off his head and the beautiful concubine, and then leaving with his scarred senior sister."

Hearing this, many girls showed a look of pleasure on their faces, and they felt that they should do what they should treat these unfaithful men. They just thought of Yi Zhi’s previous explanation, so they did not express their feelings.

"Short later, my senior sister married my junior brother. I had a wedding wedding candle and made a ten-mile red makeup. My junior brother was drunk. He sat on the head of the bed. This dream that he had had countless times was finally realized at this time. But just when he was about to lift the red veil, a dagger with silver light pierced. He didn't hide, and the dagger went straight into his chest..."

Even if the story is over, the girls on the scene quit. They are bridal chambers, red covers, and daggers. Different stories and the same ending.

"This storyteller is really true. If these stories are spread, those grooms will probably have to be careful when they lift the red veil in the bridal chamber."

The princess chuckled, becoming more and more interested in this storyteller. Others sayers are mostly stories of Great Perfection. This person is better, the ending of each story is so sad.

Toads are originally infatuated species,

Be willing to be a villain for beauty.

However, when the swan is injured,

After all, it's still nostalgic.

From then on, the toad turned into a golden toad,

Only recognize money but not people.

Yi Zhi finally read a poem that her second brother mentioned at the end of the story.

ps: Two chapters and eight thousand words, it is not an exaggeration to ask for a reward or recommendation.
Chapter completed!