Chapter 615: ,storytelling

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615, storytelling
"You didn't bring any money, I brought it, this counts as mine." The prince touched her purse happily, and then looked stiff.
Gu Qianxue had a hunch that the prince had no money.
The prince coughed a few times, "Kuang Yingzhe, Liang Zhen."
"Subordinates are here." Soon, the clang of the two came from outside the car.
"You guys, did you bring money?"
The two were stunned for a while, and soon said, "Go back to the master and the subordinates took it. I don't know how much your highness uses."
The prince was relieved. "Enough for a meal." Then he smiled, "Where are we going to eat?"
Qianxue said, "Listen to His Royal Highness."
The prince nodded and said to the car outside, "Find a restaurant at will."
"Yes." The driver outside replied respectfully.
Immediately afterwards, Kuang Yingzhe and Liang Zhen drove to the front, and the car quickly went to Chang'an Avenue and began to find a restaurant.
The prince said that it was free to find, but the servants did not dare to be really casual. They wanted to find a restaurant that was safe, clean, and featured, but also to the top.
In the car, Gu Qianxue lowered his head, wondering if he should be happy, and finally someone helped her, but his heart was heavy.
How did Gu Qianxue think that Kuang Yingzhe and Liang Zhen chose carefully, but in the end they chose the restaurant.
"His Royal Highness, the County Lord, this dining room is very unique in Beijing, but all the famous storytellers will come here regularly to tell stories," said Kuang Yingzhe.
Gu Qianxue turned around and saw an extremely thin and transparent white gauze covered in the lampshade.
The prince was puzzled, "Qianxue, what are you?"
Gu Qianxue said, "Hehe, hehe... How can a woman who is not out of the court show her head and make up a whole system? It is still good to be surrounded, good to be surrounded."
Although Nanyue Kingdom is open to folk customs, it also has some old-school and old traditions. It does not like women to show their faces. They think that women should be able to walk through the door.
The prince raised her eyebrows without asking about the exit, so she got out of the carriage and reached out to take care of Qianxue.
How can Qianxue let the prince pick him up? Jumped quickly.
"Be careful," the prince reminded with a chuckle, gentle.
Gu Qianxue was subconsciously two feet away from him. She felt that the prince was evil, like a vixen. Although she doesn't like the prince and feels that the prince is not a good man, she is just an ordinary woman who dare not challenge her unknown concentration, otherwise she will lose her life for fear.
Seeing Gu Qianxue evading, the prince was also angry, but only a few laughs, "Please." Some gentlemen invited him in.
Gu Qianxue was covered in gauze, and no one recognized her. The person at the door only glanced at it, thinking she was a lady from the conservative family of the folk customs, and concentrated her energy on Mr. Storyteller again.
"Please all guests," Xiao Er greeted enthusiastically. "Excuse me, guests, do you want to listen to books and meals in the lobby, or do you want to go to the quiet room quietly?"
Prince Edward said, "Nature is in the lobby, after all, Mr. Storyteller is a specialty of the restaurant."
Gu Qianxue stopped talking, "Let's...go to the room."
The prince patiently comforted, "Girl Han can try to listen to books, if you don't like it, let's go to the room again."
What else can Gu Qianxue say? Did she say that she had been here before, and she quarreled with Pei Qianrou as a joke? In the end, I could only find a corner and sit down.
The prince was sitting beside him, because the table was not big and the two were not far away. The faint ambergris on the prince drifted into Qian Xue's nose from time to time.
Storytelling is a very tiring job. A storyteller can at most talk about the first half of the hour, with a drum or pipa in between and take a break, then change another storyteller.
"The food is coming up. Qianxue, did you pick up the towel and eat some?" The prince said softly, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Not hungry." Gu Qianxue immediately refused.
In the applause of all the diners, the next storyteller came on stage. The gentleman was in his early fifties, and his figure was thin, with a kind of immortal appearance, elegant and temperament.
He actually read an opening poem, and then photographed Xingmu, which is very similar to the modern form of crosstalk.
The voice in the hall was getting smaller, "What should I talk about today? In other words, what do the guest officials want to hear?"
Everyone started talking eloquently, and suddenly someone in the corner shouted, "Just talk about the master of Xuexue County."
Gu Qianxue had a cold spine.
The prince looked puzzled, and then looked back at Gu Qianxue.
In fact, this is called childcare! Mr. Storyteller is not the place where Bai Xiaosheng pointed out. He must have something to say. If the following diners shouted, he would go downhill, but if the diners did not shout, the nurse would call.
When everyone heard about Qianxue County Master, they immediately got interested. "Okay, talk about it, and say Qianxue County Master." Some people who didn't see Gu Qianxue and Pei Qianrou quarrel that day were clamoring to hear what happened.
"Let's...go to the room." Gu Qianxue lowered his head and wrapped the gauze more concealed.
But the prince had bright eyes, and his face was also red, with an indescribable flirtatious, "No, just listen here," and then stretched his hand to stroke his smooth chin. "The dining room is really a good place, today Who chooses the dining room is rewarding."
"..." Gu Qianxue wanted to cry without tears.
On the stage, Mr. Storyteller didn't know there was such an episode. He started to talk about how calm the dinner party was, how Pei Qianrou arrived, how to provoke, how to fight back with Qian Xuejun, and the two were so quarrelsome.
Gu Qianxue was surprised that Mr. Storyteller had a good memory, and all of her conversations with Pei Qianrou were repeated on that day.
"Are you so arguing?" The prince leaned in and whispered.
Gu Qianxue shook his head, "Don't listen to him talking nonsense, nothing." Shikou denied.
The prince was next to Gu Qianxue and lowered his voice, "When I will be my queen in the future, I will be troubled in Chaotang and I will send someone to inform you. How about you arguing for me?"
Gu Qianxue was stunned, "You mean, you will do good people, I will be the bad people?"
The prince smiled, "I will compensate you." A trace of warmth, a trace of ambiguity.
Qian Xue suddenly realized that something was not right, and she answered it as if she had agreed to the request of the prince, "Don't rip it off, I'm not a queen, nor your queen." After that, she closed her mouth and stopped talking.
Gu Qianxue knew that the prince was a tempting master, and he turned people into a ditch in a few words.
After Mr. Storyteller finished speaking, some of the diners shouted, "It turns out that the master of Qianxue County is such a poor woman. I originally thought it was a strange woman, but now I can't hear that."
The prince's smile came to an abrupt end, and he looked at the man's voice, but he saw that he was a young man, dressed as a scholar, especially dressed, like a school attendant.
Mr. Storyteller sneered, "Everyone says that a woman's hair is long and her knowledge is short, and this man's hair is not short, but her knowledge...hehe," and then, mysteriously said to everyone, "A few days ago, you may Want to listen?"