"Boom, boom, boom!"

The three morning bells that rang above the noon gate of the White Emperor's Palace, accompanied by the sun slowly poking its head out of the clouds, spread to the entire Shenjing Xiongcheng in just a few breaths, gradually waking up all the people who were still asleep.

The morning bell rang, the day began, and the entire thirty-six states of Great Xia began to usher in a new day.

Then in the emperor's great hall, the unique and penetrating voice from the old eunuch came out again:

"Retire from the dynasty, 100 officials will roll the class!"

After this voice, the Imperial City Guards standing at the gate of the Imperial Pole Hall stepped forward in unison, pushing open the nine vermilion gates of the Imperial Pole Palace, and after a few breaths, the civil and military officials of the Emperor Pole Hall poured out of the Imperial Palace and walked down the white jade stairs.

But if you look closely at the faces of the hundred officials at this time, you will find that all the officials have the same expression, that is, they are in a trance with a hint of shock.

As more and more officials walked out of the Imperial Palace, the light of the scorching sun above the sky began to pour down, from east to west, obliquely shining on the entire Shenjing Xiongcheng.

However, since the dawn of this morning, next to the Baiyu Avenue in the middle of Shenjing City, around a notice board closest to the White Emperor Palace, a large number of people who have changed into thick cotton clothes have come from all over Shenjing City, and then gather more and more.

The crowd of people who waited early at the sign were both men and women, from very old men with gray beards and hair, to young girls with beautiful faces and extremely young people, and they all had a common occupation.

Great Xia storyteller.

In the northwest of Great Xia at the end of August, the gusts of wind blowing from the north have brought a not weak chill, so the storytellers gathered around this tall notice board all shrank down, stared at the solemn and solemn gate of the White Emperor's Palace at the end of the sight, and occasionally rubbed their hands, sighed, and opened their mouths:

"Since ancient times, late autumn turns to winter, that is, overnight, we are afraid that we will have to wear a few more clothes when we talk about books in the future. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around nodded in agreement, and then on Zhijian Baiyu Avenue, a young storyteller rushed all the way, and when he came to everyone, a slightly anxious voice came out:

"Why, guys, is this a sign that I shouldn't have missed the critical moment, right?"

As the words fell, the young man ran in front of everyone, bending over and panting, and because he was running too quickly, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, which looked a little embarrassed.

Then another middle-aged storyteller in front of the young man raised his hand, patted the former on the shoulder, and responded with a smile:

"Don't worry, the morning bell has just rang, and the hundred officials in the Imperial Palace of the White Emperor Palace have just retired from the court, and it will take a while for this notice to come out, but you kid can, I remember that your family lives in Beicheng, it is a distance from here, and you can still arrive here when the morning bell rings." ”

Thinking of the long distance, I went out early. ”

The young man, who had eased his breath for a while, stood up straight, showed a hearty smile, and then continued to speak:

"I'm still thanking Your Majesty for this, originally relying on my foot strength alone, I would never be able to get here in such a short time, but the shuttle bus from Shenjing City is different, so I can arrive in time. ”

The young man's voice was mellow and reassuring to those who heard it, and then gathered among the crowd of storytellers around the notice, and someone laughed and spoke:

"You kid is a good seedling of a storyteller, and he is willing to endure hardships, or you can just accept him as an apprentice. ”

As soon as this voice fell, the conversation of the surrounding storytellers suddenly stopped, and then they all turned their heads and looked at an old man in a gray jacket in the deepest part of the crowd.

Then directly below the notice board, Old Man Yu, who was originally closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes, looked at the young man who showed a little longing not far ahead, and opened his mouth to speak:

"Young man, what do you think is the position of storytellers like us, and are they as many people think of us, as most people think, to entertain the general public?"

In the circle of storytellers in Shenjing City, the prestige of Old Man Yu is extremely high, and the success of a storyteller depends on how many people are willing to listen to him, and Old Man Yu, who has been invited to tell stories in Taiping Ruins all the year round, undoubtedly stands at the top of the entire Daxia storyteller.

What's more, the old man with white hair did not have a serious disciple under his knees except for a little grandson, so the old man's inquiry at this time also represented his test for his disciples, so the storytellers around him pricked up their ears to hear how the young man would answer.

Then the handsome young man thought for a few breaths, smiled and responded:

"Begging for life is also begging for life, otherwise you won't even be able to eat, and you won't mention any grand ideals, but boy, sometimes when I toss and turn at night and can't sleep, I will often tell myself that maybe at a certain moment, even if it is just a short moment, we people may be the mouthpiece of the entire dynasty, and the mouth used to make a sound in Great Xia. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a kind of immobilization power was directly exerted on the bodies of all the storytellers around them, making them stand in place in horror, unable to speak or speak.

Then Old Man Yu put away the different colors in his eyes, glanced deeply at the young man in front of him, and said:

"You're very good, if you think my old man is okay, you can follow me for a while, but at this time, there are more important things. ”

After finishing speaking, the old man raised his hand and pointed to the gate of the White Emperor Palace not far away, and everyone turned around to look, only to see that under the increasingly bright sun, carriages came out from the solemn and solemn White Emperor Palace noon gate, forming a long line.

This situation made the storytellers who had been waiting for a long time brighten their eyes, and then Old Man Yu stroked his beard and said:

"According to the ancestral system of the Zhao family in Great Xia, the royal heirs give priority to single names, but I don't know which two names Your Majesty will choose this time. ”

"Can Old Man Yu know what words the scholars of this academy have provided to His Majesty for selection?"

"Are you an old man, these words belong to the taboo top secret, and those who leak them without authorization will be punished with death. ”

The old man's voice came out of the old man's mouth, and the carriage ridden by the civil and military officials drove out of the noon gate of the White Emperor's Palace completely, followed by a group of dozens of horses jumping out of the palace gate, each riding behind a huge Fengao Nine Heavens Flag waving in the wind, and one of the horses was coming towards the notice where the storytellers gathered.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

At the same time, in the depths of the summer hall of the White Emperor Palace, Ruyue, who was holding a skirt in her hand, trotted all the way into the hall, and then regardless of the shortness of breath, she spoke directly to Rouge, who was leaning on the head of the bed and talking to Bai Zhining, and hurriedly said:

"Niangniang, Your Majesty, he has already chosen a name for the little prince and the little princess. ”

"What's the name, Ruyue, tell me quickly. ”

Rouge suddenly stood upright, his eyes lit up, and then he spoke:

"Your Majesty has chosen a character for His Royal Highness. ”

"Zhao Hao!"

Rouge muttered, then continued to ask:

"What about Hongu's daughter?"

"Speaking of the little princess, I heard what the ministers of the early dynasty said, Your Majesty did not choose any of the names presented by the scholars of the Academy, but made an exception and set one for himself. ”

As soon as Ruyue's voice came out, the pupils of Rouge and Bai Zhining shrank slightly, and then Ruyue nodded her little head and continued to speak:

"Your Majesty personally set one for the little princess, Weiyang. ”