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

It is different from what the world guesses.

The reason why Ying Chang'an didn't go out to tell stories was because the winter was too cold and he just wanted to stay at home and not go anywhere.

"Sure enough, it's still spring, and you can fly kites."

He looked at the sprouting pear tree in the courtyard, and grinned, revealing two cute little dimples.

Nothing to do.

Win Chang'an to view the properties panel.

Name: Ying Changan

Qualification: Tianjiao

Cultivation level: middle stage of Grand Master Realm

Strength: the strength of ten bulls

Kung Fu: Eight Diagrams Wuying Boxing (Superb), Iron Cloth Shirt Covered with Golden Bells (Superb), Crossing the River with One Reed (Dacheng)

Popularity value: 0

Characteristics: bookish spirit, invulnerable to all poisons

Specialty: Spring and Autumn Painting Armor, a ray of sword intent from the old sword god (two-sleeved green snake)

Ying Changan stared at the column of popularity, and couldn't help frowning.

5.7 The last storytelling.

He found that the system seemed to be malfunctioning.

The popularity value is always 0, nothing changes.

Ying Chang'an was puzzled and didn't know what happened.

"Well, who cares, it's more important to enjoy the hot spring."

He shook his wet hair, closed his eyes, and comfortably soaked in the hot spring with Yao Meier.

"Your Highness, are you there?"

Meng Yi's voice came from the gate of the Grand View Garden far away.

"what's up?"

Ying Chang'an, who was soaking in the hot spring, yelled loudly towards the door with his small hands shaped like trumpets.

Yao Meier next to her frowned slightly, her pretty face flushed red, as if she was at the last moment of a breakthrough.

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"Your Highness, there is someone looking for you at the gate of the imperial city. He has been kneeling outside for three days and three nights, and he is about to die."

"Huh? Could it be my fan?"

Winning Chang'an was overjoyed, unexpectedly he also gained an iron fan.

He immediately jumped out of the hot spring, changed his clothes, and went outside the door.

"Who is so persistent, kneeling for three days and three nights and still refusing to leave?"

Ying Changan asked.

Meng Yi grinned and said, "Your Highness, no one will question your story anymore."

"Because the man kneeling outside the imperial city is named Han Xin!"

"Soldier Immortal, Han Xin!".

091 Inverted!All reversed!Daqin Manchao was slapped in the face crazily! (5/5, please subscribe!)

The gate of the Imperial City.

Many people gathered here.

They looked at the young junior who was kneeling on the ground, and pointed softly.

The young man's face was sallow, he was very weak, and his whole body was as thin as a man's body, as if he could fall down when the wind blows.

Only his eyes, like a spear, seem to have the power to sweep away thousands of troops.

"Who is this person? Why is he kneeling at the gate of the palace?"

"I don't know, I heard that he came to look for the nineteenth prince. But what is the identity of the prince? Why do you want to see him? This man knelt here for three days and three nights, without a single drop of water."

"Hiss! Kneeling for three days and three nights? You have a lot of perseverance."

The spectators whispered to each other, asking about this person's background.

At this time.

Ying Chang'an walked from the imperial city in high spirits and asked, "Is he Han Xin?"

The man in front of him had chapped lips, ragged clothes, and his body was shaking slightly. It seemed that he had stretched to the limit.

Meng Yi nodded: "Yes, it is this person."

"I heard you were looking for me?"

Ying Chang'an looked at Han Xin, muttering to himself.

Shouldn't he go to Liu Bang?

What are you doing here?

"You...you are the nineteenth prince?"

Han Xin's voice was hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"good."

Ying Chang'an nodded his head.

"My lord, Han Xin, has come from a long distance, and I hope His Highness will take him in!"

Han Xin kowtowed to the little cute baby in front of him.

His movements were very slow, and it seemed that every movement required a great deal of energy.

Win Chang'an's storytelling last time, praised Han Xin in the story.

Say coincidence.

In Han Xin's hometown, Ying Chang'an's storytelling is almost well known.

accidental opportunity.

Han Xin heard his name in the story.

At that time, he had just suffered the humiliation in his crotch. 02

A cavity of blood turned into endless humiliation.

Han Xin couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't wait, and didn't want to wait any longer.

He wants to use the fastest way to become famous!

The most effective way, of course, is to find Ying Chang'an, who has the discerning eye!

Full of hope, Han Xin crossed mountains and ridges, ate and slept in the open, endured hunger and torture, and finally came to Xianyang City, and came to Ying Chang'an.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

Han Xin has embraced the heart of death.

"Meng Yi, take him to the storytelling building, let him live there temporarily, and come to me after he wakes up."

After explaining, Ying Chang'an didn't look at Han Xin again, turned around and walked into the palace.

Han Xin also reached the limit, his eyelids closed slowly, and with a "plop", he fell straight down.

The passers-by who watched the excitement around couldn't help talking.

"Han Xin? Why is this name so familiar?"

"Did you forget? When the nineteenth prince told a book last time, he mentioned a soldier in the middle of the story, and his name was Han Xin."

"Hiss! There really isn't such a person, is there?"

"..."

More and more people remembered Han Xin's name, and their expressions gradually became horrified.

At that time, when Ying Changan told Liu Bang's story, many people thought it was nonsense.

I think it is a failure in Ying Chang'an's storytelling.

But the appearance of Han Xin made them feel like they were being slapped in the face.

If.

If the legendary Bingxian Han Xin exists, doesn't that mean that Liu Bang is also real?

The passers-by around couldn't help getting goose bumps all over their bodies.

The last thing they want to see is happening!

Han Xin is real.

Could Liu Bang be far behind?

Yes.

Not far away!

To be precise, it has come.

Xianyang Palace, Zhangtai Hall.

In the early morning hours, all officials and ministers gathered together.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, stared coldly at Li Si in the court hall, his gaze like a knife like a sword.

"Prime Minister, what did you just say?"

"Your Majesty, Liu Bang, head of the pavilion in Sishui, Pei County, failed to complete the task of escorting the fugitives as scheduled, and even let the fugitives go without permission and hid in Mount Mangdang!"

Li Si was trembling all over while speaking.

What he was afraid of was not Yingzheng's Emperor Longwei, but this man named Liu Bang.

Li Si is not the only one who is afraid?

All the ministers and officials standing in the main hall were pale and terrified.

"No, it can't be! It can't be true!"

"Could it be that Liu Bang in the story of the nineteenth prince actually exists? And it's in our Daqin!"

"My God, the old man laughed at the nineteenth prince back then, and thought his story was unsavory."

The hall is already in chaos.

The ministers and officials looked flustered, and even a little mentally disturbed.

They bowed their heads.

His face was red, swollen, and hot, as if he had been beaten repeatedly!

The last time Ying Changan told stories about Liu Bang in the storytelling building.

Almost all of the ministers and officials present were present.

But none of them believed the story to be true.

Even Li Si and Wang Ben thought it was nonsense.

Ok!

The slaps always come so fast, so suddenly, so quickly.

Before, they laughed in private, but now, each of them felt that they were clowns, extremely superficial, and wished they could find a hole in the ground to burrow into.