"Ah? Does he want a throne A listener can't help but be surprised and ask with a puzzled face.
With a pat, the storyteller's paper fan snapped away, "well, that's what makes people admire It is said that the throne is easy to get, but his highness gives up his hand, even the title of Regent is not needed. Ordinary people have no such courage. "
"This is..." Everyone was amazed.
"Where did he go then?" A little girl who was fascinated by the story raised her head and asked naively.
"Later, naturally, he lived and flew with Princess Xiang Chu of Ye state. This princess is also great. It is her proposal that makes the world so peaceful. The seventeen princes are willing to give up for her, which shows how charming the princess is... "
The storyteller raised his eyebrows and talked incessantly. The listener, who had not spoken, sighed and raised his eyebrows with a little helpless sigh and whispered, "we should go now."
And all the people looked at the man.
He was a young boy with a plain face and a cool and steady temperament.
After listening to his words, the storyteller did not contradict him. He bowed his hands to the audience and said with a smile, "that's all for today. We should go."
Some of us still have some ideas, but they are scattered in twos and threes. Some people take some copper plates to the storyteller, and the other party takes them with a smile.
"Let's go." The storyteller says to the youth.
They got up and walked out of the teahouse.
This is a small town near the border. The people are simple and enthusiastic, and they love to hear the stories of the capital.
It's a cold season.
Outside the teahouse, there are snowflakes and pedestrians in a hurry.
The storyteller shook his beard on his lips, squinted and said with a smile, "let's buy two pots of wine and go back to the inn to drink and warm up. It's really cold. "
The boy shook his head: "I don't drink it." After a pause, he said faintly: "sister Huang also drink less."
The storyteller looked at him with a smile, "I don't know that you have the potential to pour a cup. Last time I just poured you a cup, you actually held me and cried all night..."
"Do you cry?" he said
The storyteller laughed, "I lied to you. You just held me and said that you liked me all night..."
The young man coughed softly, and his earlobe became red.
No passer-by noticed their conversation, otherwise they would be shocked. After all, from the appearance point of view, one is a young boy, the other is a middle-aged man with a small beard. They are like father and son.
Yu Chuxing rushed to buy wine by herself, and then went back to the inn together. She tore off her beard and said, "why do those people just ask about your deeds, but they don't ask me how I took Ye state and how I showed my domineering influence in Zhihe court..."
Seventeen pursed his lips and laughed, "it's OK, sister Huang. In their hearts, you must be much better than me. "
Yu Chu picks eyebrows: "why?"
The young man turned his face, and his soft eyes were like beautiful gems. His amazing face was full of smile. He raised his eyebrows and said, "if you can make me give up the throne, how charming should you be?"
Yu Chu poured out a cup of wine, and he could not help laughing and muttering, "you are not praising yourself..."
She had a glass of wine and squinted comfortably.
The boy looked at the snow in front of the window, then closed the window and came over. His slender body leaned down from behind, his fingers propped on the table, and his lips rubbed against the tip of the girl's ear.
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