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Chapter 102 It's really cool

"That's right, last night we were talking about the exciting part. I didn't sleep much that night, just waiting for today to hear the follow-up development!"

"That's right, if you don't tell the story from yesterday, don't blame us for ruining the show!"



Qi Jue naturally knew that those things about him had been made up into various versions of stories by the people in the tea house, and it was said that they were very popular.

Therefore, he knew that the God of War Prince was referring to him.

But... the cold female general? Is she the jewel?

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Mingzhu and said in a calm tone: "The God of War Prince, and the cold female general? Are these two characters to be discussed together?"

Azhudu of the Ming Dynasty has been dead for nearly seventeen years. How can we bring it up to now and tell his story together?

Just as Yan Mingzhu was about to explain, she heard movement in the private room next door.

Mingyu walked out of the private room and without saying a word, he threw down a bag of silver and said loudly: "I want to hear the story of the God of War Prince and the glamorous female general. This is a reward. If it's not enough, you can still

Keep adding, as long as Mr. continues to tell this story!"

Led by Mingyu, the audience also took out their money bags and threw them on the stage, shouting that they only wanted to listen to this story.

Liu Niang could only cast a look in the direction of Yan Mingzhu, begging for forgiveness.

Boss, it’s not that the slaves insist on telling this story, but they gave too much!

The money thrown on the stage can cover the tea house's income for several months.

Moreover, the audience present were very excited and seemed to be in danger of ruining the scene if they didn't tell this story. There was no other choice but to ask Yan Mingzhu what Yan Mingzhu meant.

Yan Mingzhu never expected that in just two days, the story would become so popular that she couldn't suppress it even if she wanted to.

Zhuang Ke was very excited when he saw the posture below, "This story is so interesting that so many people are thinking about it? Then I want to read it too. Miss Yan San, aren't you the owner of the teahouse? Hurry up and let the storyteller below tell you the story."

Tell this story, sir!"

Yan Mingzhu: "..."

Helplessly holding her forehead, Yan Mingzhu could only smash the jar and gave Shopkeeper Luo a look of agreement. Shopkeeper Luo then wiped her sweat and told Liu Niang to continue talking about yesterday.

The story about the God of War Prince and the cold female general continued. The teahouse instantly became quiet, and everyone listened to the story on the stage very seriously.

Liu Niang slapped her awake and said, "The next reply said that the cold and charming female general, riding on a white horse, saved the God of War Prince at the critical moment. The two of them rode on the same horse together and fought in a bloody battle among thousands of troops.

Fight hard and break out of the siege..."

Qi Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, "The cold female general saved the God of War?"

The questioning eyes fell on Yan Mingzhu.

Yan Mingzhu could only stare and explain: "That's it... the female general was reborn, and she accidentally got into trouble with the God of War Prince. The two admired each other, the kind of appreciation between friends. Don't get me wrong, Your Highness!"

Qi Jue chuckled lightly, "What did I misunderstand? If it's not appreciation between friends, what else could it be?"

Yan Mingzhu showed a guilty smile.

"However, if you put these two people together, this storyteller does have some brains."

The story of Qi Jue and Mingzhu has always been in the top two most popular stories. Putting the two most popular people together will naturally have double the effect!

But Yan Mingzhu couldn't laugh, because soon, Qi Jue couldn't laugh either.

The story downstairs continues: "The two were forced to the cliff. The God of War Prince asked: Are you afraid of death? The female general shook her head firmly, and the God of War Prince hugged her waist. The two decisively abandoned their horses and jumped into the cliff.

Fortunately, God showed mercy and the two fell into the cave and saved their lives. However, the God of War, the God of War, was seriously injured in order to protect the female general and fell into a coma.

The female general worked hard to pick the medicinal herbs, but the God of War Prince was still unconscious and could not take the medicine by himself. The female general took the medicine in her mouth, kissed the lips of the God of War Prince, and gave the medicine to him little by little. At this time, Yue

On the top of the willow tree, there is no one around, and a kind of emotion spreads between the two of them..."

puff!

After hearing the word kiss, Zhuang Ke finally couldn't hold it back and spurted out a sip of tea!

Explosive! This is so exciting!

Qi Jue paused even more while drinking tea, and looked at Yan Mingzhu with cool eyes.

"Is this what you call appreciation between friends?"

Yan Mingzhu tried to pretend to be dead, but Zhuang Ke was just watching the excitement and didn't mind the trouble, "Nephew, this story is well told. I have never heard of such a wonderful and heart-wrenching story of love and hate!

It’s rare for my nephew to have a girl to match you among these storytellers. Isn’t this something worthy of celebrating with gongs and drums? Besides, you won’t suffer at all. The one who matches you is our Dazhao

As the only female general, I haven’t even said that I’m at a disadvantage, so why are you trying so hard here?”

Qi Jue gave him a cold look, "General Ming has been dead for seventeen years."

Zhuang Ke suddenly realized and slapped his forehead, "Look at my memory, the story was so wonderful that I subconsciously thought that General Ming had really come back to life!"

Yan Mingzhu just wants to say that you are right. Not only is he alive, but he is sitting across from you right now, drinking tea and talking to you. Is it surprising or not, unexpected or exciting?

But obviously, the more exciting thing was yet to come. Liu Niang continued: "Late at night, the God of War, the Prince, had a high fever due to his serious injuries, but kept shouting that he was cold, so the female general untied his clothes and wore only one shirt.

Underwear, sleep with the God of War Prince..."

Zhuang Ke's eyes almost fell out when he heard this, and he wiped the corner of his mouth, "It's really exciting. We are all sleeping in the same bed. This storyteller is very meaningful. Is it possible that the two of them will have a baby early tomorrow morning?"

Are the buns here?"

Ji Jingxue glanced at Zhuang Ke helplessly, then turned to Qi Jue, "Your Highness, can you tell the people downstairs to shut up?"

The storyteller downstairs is so audacious that he dares to compile some sexy news about His Royal Highness Prince Dingbei, and the content is so sexy, he is looking for death!

Qi Jue's expression remained unchanged, showing no signs of happiness or anger. Just as Yan Mingzhu was about to explain, there was a lot of movement downstairs.

"Jingzhao Mansion is arresting people, and everyone else is waiting to retreat!"

Suddenly, a group of officials rushed in with knives, frightening the listeners downstairs to hide aside, fearing that they would be harmed.

The leading officer pointed to the stands, "That's her, catch her and take her away!"

Two officers came forward to arrest someone. Shopkeeper Luo saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Officials, please forgive me. I don't know what crime the storyteller in our building committed. He actually alerted the Jingzhao Mansion to come and arrest him."

People?"

"This man is so bold that he dares to arrange for His Highness Prince Dingbei to be in public. We will receive the report and take him to Jingzhao Mansion for interrogation!"

Shopkeeper Luo hurriedly explained: "The official has misunderstood. What Mrs. Liu told are all fictitious stories, and these stories were all told and performed by the teahouses in the imperial capital in the past. How can they be arranged? It must be.

Someone framed me!"


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