It is said that the boat lady really likes her younger brother Song Yuchen. But in the end, the little boat lady found the strange medicine, because the strange medicine grows in deep water, and the little boat girl is familiar with the water, so she hid it from the two brothers and went to the lake to collect medicine.

In the end, the medicine was obtained, and the boat lady picked the water lingzhi and handed it to Song Yuchen, who rushed to the ground after hearing the news, and was about to go ashore, but the whirlpool of Fuxian Lake suddenly swept her to the bottom of the lake. Song Yuchen wanted to go into the water to save people, but the people saw that the whirlpool was coming too violently, and going into the water was tantamount to killing himself, so they dragged him hard.

The little boat lady never came out of the deep water again.

So, it is said that the current queen of the young son of heaven is very much like that little boat lady.

When Mr. Storyteller said this, there was silence in the audience. Whether the story was true or not, everyone present was affected by the storyteller's emotions, and the atmosphere at the scene was very heavy for a while.

Shi Qingran listened to the audience, so sad that he couldn't even eat sugar gourds and white sugar cakes. If what Mr. Shu said has some credibility, then some things can be figured out.

If Mianmian only has a face similar to that of the little boat girl, she can make Song Yuxun and Song Yuchen both fascinated. Then they must love this little boat lady miserably in their hearts.

So what are you?

When she thought of this, Qingran couldn't help but feel melancholy in her heart, thinking that she was going to marry him at the beginning, but she had never understood that he still had such a period.

"Miss." Seeing her dejected and embarrassed appearance, Lang'er shook her arm: "This old man is probably nonsense, don't believe it." ”

"And now? How's it going? "There was a heckle down there.

"Now?" The storyteller coughed, stroked his goatee and continued: "If you want to say that the king of Zhennan is really a character, now the people are all around, and people with soldiers go to the battlefield without saying a word. ”

"It is said that a few days ago in Linxian County, the king of Zhennan was also injured in the face by a homeless leader." The storyteller sighed and shook his head: "Tut-tut, the king of Zhennan was born with a clear breeze and a bright moon, how many people are in their spring boudoir dreams, what a pity this face hurts." ”

Shi Qingran looked at the storyteller and his heart fluttered.

"Fake, fake, he's." When Lang'er saw it, he also rarely said a few words of comfort on the side.

"What's even more pity is that ah......" Who knew that at this time, the storyteller changed his words and led the conversation to Shi Qingran: "It is said that the king of Zhennan has a bad life, and he married a woman who can't do anything but eat, drink, and Lazar as a princess." ”

Shi Qingran suddenly heard this, and his face darkened. His eyes widened as he looked at the goatee-goated storyteller.

"Legend has it that this princess is from Qishan, a country girl, she has no knowledge, and after marrying into the palace, the pig doesn't want the dog, not to mention the king of Zhennan, even the cats and dogs in the palace don't want to see her."

Shi Qingran: "......"

"Forget it, this woman is not very obedient to women's morals, and she always has ingenious ideas to go out of the house to play, which is really immoral. If it weren't for the generosity of King Zhennan, she would have been divorced a long time ago. ”

"It's okay to take a break, it's a good time to take a break, maybe we have a chance." When the girls below heard the story, they started to make a fuss.

"Yes, the king of Zhennan is unparalleled in the world, if I can marry him, I am willing to accompany him to the battlefield."

Shi Qingran's face turned black into the bottom of the pot, looking at the spitting storyteller, thinking about whether the storyteller's head was harder or the bench under his buttocks was harder.

"Miss." Although Lang'er is usually very disgusted with Shi Qingran's style, he can't see others insulting his master at this time: "Do you want a slave to go to ......?"

"Not necessarily." Shi Qingran said, and had already picked up a bench under him and stepped forward.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the storyteller made a defensive gesture with both hands: "You...... What are you doing, sir. Don't come here......"

"Ahh A series of wails came from the storyteller's mouth.

Shi Qingran had a good time, and then left the teahouse with a swagger. A few blind people wanted to stop them, but they were all beaten to the ground in three moves and two ways.

"Miss, it's still early." Lang'er looked at the sky, and then looked at Shi Qingran: "Why don't we go back to the building?" ”

Shi Qingran: "......"

"Going to Qufang?"

Shi Qingran: "......"

It's not because of what happened in the teahouse just now. After all, no matter how much the storyteller fabricated the facts, he was beaten up by himself, wasn't he? What grievances and grievances, the beating will be over.

Shi Qingran was a little worried about Song Yuchen.

It had been two or three days since Song Yuchen left the royal city, and I don't know if his action to suppress the displaced people went smoothly, whether he was injured, or ......

"." Shi Qingran walked on the street, looked at the tips of his shoes, and said lightly: "Let's go to the southwest." ”

After being silent for a long time, Shi Qingran heard Lang'er reply lightly: "Okay." ”

Song Yuchen was sitting in the tent, and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Battalion gave him medicine on his arm, and someone came to report: "Lord Wang, there is a messenger asking to see him." ”

"Come in." Song Yuchen agreed, and the people outside entered the hall.

When Song Yuchen saw the visitor, his eyes couldn't really be seen in the dim light: "It's you?" ”

This person Song Yuchen has seen a few times, and he also feels a little familiar.

"Yes." The man bowed his hand: "The villain is the staff member Fang Tianyou in the Marquis Mansion." I came today to bring good news to the prince. ”

"Oh?" Song Yuchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his jade-carved face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made people unreal: "Now that there are displaced people everywhere, and there are frequent troubles, I don't know what good news the people of the Marquis of Anding can bring?" ”

"Lord Wang." Fang Tianyou paused: "Now that the young emperor of the court is in power, he has lost some of his courage to kill decisively. In contrast, King Zhennan has a lot of experience in the southern and northern wars, and I think that he is more suitable to sit in this seat than the person who is currently in power. ”

"Is that what you mean?" Song Yuchen casually pulled up the golden robe.

"No matter who you mean, that's the way it is." Fang Tianyou now looked at Song Yuchen, and he somewhat groveled: "Lord, what do you think?" ”

"Therefore, the affairs of the displaced people, An Dinghou also participates in it." Song Yuchen glanced at Fang Tianyou, and told the truth mercilessly: "This king has been fighting in the southwest for so many days, if he is an ordinary homeless person, he will never be so well-trained. ”

"It is useless to appease them, and this king has no choice but to use force on them. These days, there are 8,000 dead and wounded, not to mention 10,000. ”