Chapter 40: Listen to that chat

The tea house is quiet, only Mr. Story is still dancing.
".... This is the glory of the supreme, but also the combination of heaven and earth... This is the value of His Majesty to Lu Qianhu, this is the emperor of the emperor....."
The trembling voice echoed in the tea house.
It’s really a fate. When Mr. Yang’s storytelling has been so courageous, he dared to say Jinyiwei on the street.
It is said that the famous devil head Lu Qianhu in Beijing.
After a quiet silence in the tea house, the messy tables and chairs were moved and the footsteps were heard. People who were still sitting and drinking tea and joking ran out.
The storytelling on the stage did not seem to see this scene, still holding a fan of passionate telling.
Seeing that people are coming, Miss Jun is still standing at the door.
Is it scared too?
Who can think of a madman who said that there is a madman in this restaurant.
Fang Yu embroidery stretched her hand to Miss Jun, but she took her back, but she pulled an empty space. Miss Jun not only retreated but went inward.
What is she doing!
Fang Yu embroidered almost screamed, the people in the tea house had already rushed over, blocking her to hold Ms. Jun.
This guy didn't come in to listen to the excitement in the capital?
Even if you want to listen to the excitement of the capital, what is the score?
Nowadays, no one is talking about Jinyiwei at home. Jinyiwei is pervasive. You said that they will go to the door today. Now they have even said it under the public. This street does not know how many Jinyiwei is hidden. Unlucky ones can not only say Mr. Book one, but all of them present in the room.
Ms. Jun was arrested and sat down. She disappeared from the Fang family and was also delighted by Fang Yuxiu. However, who asked Miss Jun to be relatives with Fangjia.
Fang Yuxiu had to chase after the foot, but stopped.
Relatives, relatives are not necessary to be implicated, Miss Jun's reputation is poor, waiting for someone to step on her foot is more.
Isn't there a sentence called a broken wrist feeding tiger?
If you pay a price to fall off the monarch, it is worth it.
Fang Yuxiu looked at the girl who was more and more petite in the running around, and picked up her hand.
Forget it.
She lifted her foot and rushed in.
"Come on and go, this kind of excitement can't be heard." She grabbed Miss Jun and said.
"Now can't go now," said Miss Jun.
why?
Fang Yuxiu asked in the heart, but did not ask, because the scene was quiet, on the second floor, I did not know when there were more than a dozen men wearing black cloaks, waist-hanging scallops, and cold-looking men.
The sight of these people swept through the hall, and the originally chaotic crowd was once again frozen.
Jin Yiwei.
The person of Jin Yiwei is really here.
Fang Yuxiu grasped the hand of Miss Jun and couldn’t help but feel that she was being vigorously taken.
It turned out that Miss Jun went forward.
In this stagnation crowd, the girls' styles are particularly eye-catching, Fang Yuxiu has been stiff, and has been dragged to follow the steps, feeling the gaze of those people on the top of the head.
The sight was like their clothes, and the knives on their waists and the look were as cold and cold.
In their eyes, apart from the emperor and their superiors, other people are not the personal prime ministers.
The voice of Mr. Shuo is still going on, but Fang Yuxiu can't hear a word until a soft female voice is heard in her ear.
"Which is the princess of Lu Daren?"
Fang Yuxiu looked up and looked at Miss Jun standing at a table, with a bit of curiosity watching the storytelling on the stage.
crazy…
Fang Yu embroidery has already been ignorant, I don’t know what to do.
Mr. Shuo didn’t seem to think that someone would ask, and he was interrupted and spoke for a while.
The upstairs brushed a sound, it was someone who had a knife knocked on the railing.
"Yeah, which Princess is Lu Daren still?" asked the man Sensen's voice. "Since everyone asks, you have to tell, Lu Daren is such a big happy event that the people want to know."
People want to know?
Everyone present was at a glance.
So, is this storytelling ordered to say this? Not crazy?
"Isn't it?" The gloomy voice on the second floor continued. "You don't want to hear it? Are you so eager to run out to tell your friends and relatives?"
The stagnation of the crowd suddenly became messy.
This time, instead of rushing to run out, I rushed back.
"Yeah, yeah, make it clear, otherwise we can't hear clearly, there is no way to tell this good news to friends and relatives." There are people who like to please.
Fang Yuxiu avoided the smashing of the east, because Miss Jun had pulled her to sit down.
It turns out that it is the meaning of not being able to go now.
It’s strange to say that if Mr. Shuo did not allow it, he might talk about the Jinyi Weilu thousand households in public. Since it is said, it must be instructed. There must be people in Jinyiwei here.
Everyone who heard the storytelling of Mr. Lu Qianhu ran, and it was definitely not happy to fall in the eyes of Jinyiwei.
Fang Yuxiu is not sure if the person who has just ran can be dying tomorrow, but I am sure that Miss Jun, who has not ran and is still in the initiative to ask this question, is definitely fine.
Fang Yuxiu only feels sweat in the palm of his hand. He feels the sight of the snakes in the goggles room on the second floor, and makes the appearance of honest listening. In fact, what Mr. Shuo said can't be heard.
The 3,000 households are also good, and it’s good to have a wife or a wife.
She couldn't help but look at Miss Jun next to her eyes.
Miss Jun looked at the stage with a focused look.
"Which princess is there?" She asked again, in order to cover the noisy in the teahouse, she also raised her voice.
Is she really curious? Still deliberately flattering? Is she stupid or clever?
Fang Yu embroidery could not help but think.
After Miss Jun’s voice, other people are also busy asking questions, and there are still many people who are willing to do this.
After these three-and-two-two inquiries, the atmosphere of daily storytelling and listening to books was restored in the hall.
The Jinyiwei on the second floor showed some satisfaction in the eyes, and several of them looked at Miss Jun for a while.
There, Mr. Shuo has already returned to God, and when he heard the inquiry, he also played a few flowers in the book, and he wanted to make a fan.
"To say this princess, it is not someone else. It is the Princess of Jiuli who was the first emperor."
When this statement comes out, the people who listen to the book will have a good chance to cheer, but more is amazed.
Princess Jiuli.
"...Speaking of this Princess Jiuli, I have to talk about her title. At that time, the Ministry of War was being ordered to cast a new soldier. It could not be completed. At the moment of the birth of Princess Jiuli, the armor was big, and the emperor was overjoyed. Li, the witchcraft of the weapon, so this is the auspiciousness of the little princess, so it was given the name of Jiuli."
It turned out that this allusion, Fang Yuxiu is a little girl, could not help but listened in, subconsciously looked at Miss Jun.
Miss Jun looked calm, but seemed to be distracted, because her hand actually picked up the teacup on the table.
I used to run in chaos. Now I am back and messy. Everyone is in a mess. This cup is obviously used by others.
How did she pick up and use it?
So in fact, I am afraid in my heart.
Fang Yu embroidery reached out and held her hand.
Miss Jun looked at her, her deep eyes condensed and she let go of her hand.
Sure enough, it is a loss of state.
Fang Yuxiu also took back his hand and sat down.

Is this Princess Jiuli a daughter of His Majesty today?
she asked quietly.
Miss Jun shook her head.
"No," she said.
She knows that Fang Yuxiu just wants to open the subject. I didn't expect her to answer it, but it's no surprise. The things that these bureaucrats like to do together are the ones that are right and wrong.
Those who are the royal family and the princess of the princess, certainly a few treasures.
"Who is that? The emperor?" asked Fang Yuxiu.
Miss Jun looked up and looked at Mr. Storytell.

No,
she said.
It’s the daughter of His Royal Highness, the long-haired sister of Huaiwang.

Your Royal Highness? Your Royal Highness!
Fang Yu embroidered, no wonder the people in the hall look strange.
It turned out to be the daughter of the dead Prince and Prince, and the Mr. Storyteller on the stage was saying this.
"... In addition, this Princess Jiuli has another identity. What do you guess?"
Unfortunately, no one can sing with him this time, there are some weird silences in the hall.
"Yes, everyone has guessed that Lu Qianhu was also a princess before, and this Princess Jiuli is naturally the wife and sister of Lu Qianhu."
Fortunately, Mr. Shuo did not see the cold field, he laughed and returned the field.
"The nine-year-old princess who died of illness is the sister of Princess Jiuli."

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