Jun Jiuling - Chapter 40

[Chapter 39]

The restaurant was quiet, only the storyteller was still dancing.

“… This is a supreme glory, and it is a match made in heaven… This is His Majesty’s attention to Lu Qianhu, and this is the mighty grace of the emperor…”

A trembling voice echoed in the teahouse.

It’s really terrible. When did Yangcheng’s storyteller become so bold, he dared to speak about Jin Yiwei in the street.

He was talking about Lu Qianhu, the famous devil in the capital.

After a while of silence in the teahouse, messy table and chair movements and footsteps sounded immediately, and people who were still sitting and drinking tea and joking ran out one after another.

The storyteller on the stage didn’t seem to see this scene, and was still talking enthusiastically with a fan.

Seeing people rushing over, Miss Jun was still standing at the door motionless.

Are you scared too?

Who would have thought that there would be a lunatic storyteller in this teahouse.

Fang Yuxiu stretched out her hand to hold Miss Jun, and wanted to take her away, but she was empty, and Miss Jun not only did not retreat, but walked inward.

what is she doing!

Fang Yuxiu almost shouted in a hurry, and the people in the teahouse had already rushed over, blocking her from trying to hold Miss Jun.

This guy didn’t come in to listen to the excitement in the capital, did he?

Even if you want to listen to the liveliness of the capital, the score is so lively.

No one is talking about Jinyiwei now sitting at home. Jinyiwei is everywhere. You said today that they will come to the door tomorrow, and now they are talking about it in public. I don’t know how many Jinyiwei are hidden in the street. I will rush over later. , it’s not just the storyteller who is unlucky, all those present must sit together.

Miss Jun was arrested by Lianzai and disappeared from the Fang family. Fang Yuxiu liked it, but who made Miss Jun and the Fang family relatives?

Fang Yuxiu raised her foot to chase after him, but stopped again.

Relatives, there is no need for relatives to be implicated. Miss Jun has a bad reputation, and there are many people waiting to step on her.

Isn’t there a saying called breaking the wrist to feed the tiger?

It would be worth it if you could drop Jun Zhen Zhen at a price.

Fang Yuxiu clenched her hand as she looked at the girl who was becoming more and more petite and thin among the people running around.

never mind.

She lifted her foot and rushed in.

“Hurry up, hurry up, this kind of excitement is unheard of.” She grabbed Miss Jun and said anxiously.

“I can’t go now.” Miss Jun said.

Why?

Fang Yuxiu asked inwardly, but did not ask, because the scene was quiet, and at some point in the second floor, there were more than a dozen men wearing black cloaks, with straight-ridged sabres hanging from their waists, with gloomy expressions.

The eyes of these people swept across the hall, and the originally chaotic crowd was instantly frozen again.

Jin Yiwei.

Jin Yiwei’s people are really here.

Fang Yuxiu clenched Miss Jun’s hand tightly, but found that she was being held by Dali.

It turned out that Miss Jun walked forward again.

In this stagnant crowd, the girls walking in style were particularly eye-catching, Fang Yuxiu was already stiff, and was dragged and followed, feeling the gazes of the Jinyiwei above her head.

The sight was as gloomy and cold as their clothes, the knives on their waists, and their expressions.

In their eyes, apart from the emperor and their superiors, other people, even if they are the prime ministers of the dynasty, are not individuals.

Mr. Storyteller’s voice continued, but Fang Yuxiu couldn’t hear a single word until a soft female voice sounded in his ear.

“Which princess is Master Lu’s still?”

Fang Yuxiu raised her head and looked at Miss Jun standing in front of a table, looking at the storyteller on the stage with some curiosity.

crazy…

Fang Yuxiu’s expression was numb, and she didn’t know what to do.

The storyteller didn’t seem to expect that someone would ask, and was stunned for a while when he was interrupted.

There was a thud upstairs,

It was someone who had a knife knocked on the railing.

“That’s right, which princess is Master Lu’s still?” the man asked in a deep voice. “Since everyone asks, what do you want to tell me? People want to know about such a big happy event as Master Lu.”

People want to know?

Everyone present was startled.

So, the storyteller was ordered to speak about this matter?

Not crazy?

“Isn’t it?” The gloomy voice on the second floor continued, “Don’t you all want to hear it? Didn’t you run out in such a hurry to tell your relatives and friends the news?”

The stagnant crowd suddenly became chaotic again.

This time, instead of rushing to run out, rushing back.

“Yeah, yeah, make it clearer, otherwise we won’t be able to hear the good news to our relatives and friends.”

Fang Yuxiu avoided being knocked around because Miss Jun had already pulled her to sit down.

That’s what it means to not be able to go now.

It’s just strange, if Mr. Storyteller didn’t allow it, how could he speak about Jinyiwei Lu Qianhu in public? Since he was talking about it, he must have been instructed. There must be someone from Jinyiwei here.

Everyone ran away when they heard about the story of Mr. Lu Qianhu, the storyteller, and this was definitely not happy in the eyes of Jin Yiwei.

Fang Yuxiu wasn’t sure whether the person who ran away just now will die tomorrow, but she was sure that Miss Jun, who came in and asked about it before she ran away, must be fine.

Fang Yuxiu only felt sweat in the palms of her hands, and felt that the Jinyi guards on the second floor glanced at the hall like venomous snakes, and acted as if they were listening honestly. In fact, she couldn’t listen to what the storyteller said.

It doesn’t matter whether that Lu Qian households are seven thousand households, get married or lose their wives, it doesn’t matter to her.

She couldn’t help but glance at Miss Jun beside her.

Miss Jun looked at the stage intently.

“Which princess is still the best?” she asked again, raising her voice to cover the noise in the restaurant.

Is she really curious?

Or deliberately flattering?

Is she stupid or smart?

Fang Yuxiu couldn’t help thinking.

After Miss Jun’s voice, other people also hurriedly followed, and there are still many people who are willing to do things like flattery.

After these inquiries in twos and threes, the atmosphere of daily storytelling and listening to books resumed in the hall.

The Jinyi guards on the second floor showed some satisfaction in their eyes, and some of them stayed on Miss Jun for a moment.

The storyteller over there had already recovered his senses, and when he heard the question, he played a few of the storytelling tricks, and he threw his fan for a moment.

“If you want to say that this princess is not someone else, it is Princess Jiuli who was proclaimed by the late emperor.”

As soon as this remark came out, some of the people listening to the book cheered and applauded, but more were surprised and silent.

Princess Jiuli.

“…Speaking of this Princess Jiuli, I have to talk about her title. At that time, the Ministry of War was instructed to cast new recruits’ armor, but it still couldn’t be done. At the moment when Princess Jiuli was born, the armor was completed, and the emperor was overjoyed, saying that the ancient nine Li, the sorcerer of weapons, so this is an auspicious omen brought by this little princess, hence the name Jiuli.”

It turns out that there is still this allusion, Fang Yuxiu is a little girl after all, she couldn’t help listening to it, and subconsciously glanced at Miss Jun.

Miss Jun’s expression was calm, but she seemed to be distracted, because her hand actually held the teacup on the table.

I ran in a mess before, but now I’m in a mess when I come back. Everyone’s seats are messed up. This teacup is obviously used by someone else before.

Why did she pick it up and use it?

So it’s actually scary.

Fang Yuxiu reached out and held her hand.

Miss Jun looked at her, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com’s deep eyes condensed, and let go of her hand.

Sure enough, it’s sloppy.

Fang Yuxiu also retracted his hands and sat upright.

“Is this Princess Jiuli the daughter of His Majesty today?” she asked in a low voice.

Miss Jun shook her head.

“No,” she said.

She knew that Fang Yuxiu was just going to divert the topic, but she didn’t expect her to answer, but it wasn’t surprising. What they liked most together with these ladies from the official family was to discuss the right and wrong of others and dislike the poor and love the rich.

Those royal relatives, princesses and princesses, must be quite rare.

“Whose is that? The Emperor’s?” Fang Yuxiu asked casually.

Miss Jun raised her head to look at Mr. Storyteller.

“No,” she said. “It’s the daughter of His Royal Highness the first crown prince, the elder sister of King Huai.”

Your Royal Highness?

Your Royal Highness!

Fang Yuxiu was startled, no wonder the people in the hall looked strange.

It turned out to be the daughter of the deceased prince and prince concubine, and the storyteller on the stage was saying this.

“…Besides, this Princess Jiuli has another identity. Can you guess what it is?”

It’s a pity that no one can sing with him this time, and there is a strange silence in the hall.

“Yes, everyone has guessed that Lu Qianhu was also Princess Shang’s before, so this Princess Jiuli is naturally Lu Qianhu’s wife and sister.”

Fortunately, Mr. Storyteller has not seen the cold field before, so he smiled and rounded the field back.

“The princess who passed away due to illness was given the title Jiu Ling, and she is the sister of Princess Jiuli.”

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