I was full of confidence and proudly said, "It's just telling stories!" I guaranteed that he would listen to it once and want to listen to it every day in the future.

"I would like to hear the details." Ying Zheng saw me shaking my head and looking confident, and there was a bit of expectation in his eyes.

I cleared my throat and said: "According to legend, in distant time and space, there was a period when the Three Kingdoms were in power..."

Ying Zheng has great plans and will be a great emperor who will be remembered throughout the ages. Although he is still young, telling stories for children will definitely not attract him. Therefore, I chose to tell the Thirty-six Stratagems.

The plan that impressed me most was the story of Zhuge Liang outwit Sima Yi without spending a single soldier.

Halfway through the story, I looked at Ying Zheng standing aside. He had put down his tea cup and was listening to me attentively. He felt happy in his heart. It seemed that the fish was about to take the bait. "...Zhuge Liang was sitting on the tower with a big smile.

, burning incense and playing the piano..."

I looked at Heimu standing not far away with my peripheral vision. He had already taken two steps closer to the pavilion. It seemed that there was another fish about to be hooked. The more he talked, the more energetic he became, "...Sima Yi said: '

Zhuge Liang has been cautious all his life and has never taken risks. Now that the city gate is wide open, there must be an ambush inside. If our army goes in rashly, we will fall into a trap. It is better to retreat quickly!'..."

The story was almost finished. I picked up the tea cup and moistened my throat. Ying Zheng next to me had straightened his back and looked at me with bright eyes. And Heimu outside the pavilion had already stood in the pavilion, and even the waiter who came to pour the tea

He was still standing not far away, with his ears pricked up, waiting to hear what I was going to say.

It seems that people need not only food and clothing, but also spiritual entertainment. In ancient times, if one day in the future I had no food to eat, I might consider setting up a stall to make money by telling stories.

The story is over, but everyone is still looking at me eagerly, waiting for the next chapter.

I put down the tea cup in my hand and said loudly and forcefully: "This story is called... The Empty City Plan."

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Ying Zheng clapped his hands happily, "What an empty city plan. Mr. Zhuge is really a man of heaven and has a wonderful plan. With the help of this man, he will be invincible and conquer all attacks."

I smiled and nodded, thinking that of course, I would have to visit the thatched cottage three times before I could invite him.

"Qingchi, can you tell me where Mr. Zhuge is?" Yingzheng was fascinated by the story.

"Yingzheng, didn't I say at the beginning of the story, this is a story that happened in a distant time and space, not in this era, nor in the Qin Kingdom."

…

From then on, every afternoon, Ying Zheng and I would chat and tell stories together in the study.

After a period of contact, it is undeniable that Ying Zheng is a man who is knowledgeable, quick-thinking, diligent in thinking and strong and courageous. It is not difficult to imagine that he will have great achievements in the future, but if the victory in front of him at this time is

It is a bit reluctant to associate politics with the tyrants recorded in later generations.

"Qingchi, you have been with me these days, which are the happiest days for me. From now on, can you always stay with me?"

Ying Zheng looked at me with his shining eyes. During these days, I no longer had the surveillance or prying eyes around me like when I first came here, and his attitude towards me was even more intimate.

"Who can really know what will happen in the future. But I am also very happy during this period, and I really hope it can stay like this."

I looked at him with a smile. The Yingzheng in front of me had a mature look that was incompatible with his age. I couldn't help but sigh. Is he really only thirteen years old? But this is not my destination. I always want to return to where I came from.

…

One day, it was raining continuously, and Yingzheng was sent to the ancestral temple by his father, King Zhuang Xiang, to pray for blessings, and he would not come back until the next day. I couldn't move very well, so I had to stare at the pattering rain outside in front of the window in a daze.

It has been two months since I came to ancient times. My mood has changed from the initial fear, nervousness, and anxiety to relaxation, peace of mind, and relief. I have gradually adapted to the life here. I still have Yingzheng as my companion every day, and the days are not like the years at the beginning.

While I was in a daze, there was a sound of "ta, da..." coming from my ears, as if there were many people taking neat steps, and there was also the sound of the friction of weapons against each other, and the sound became louder and louder. I felt strange in my heart.

How could there be such a sound in the Prince's Mansion?

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and the door behind me was kicked open with force. A gust of wind mixed with drizzle hit me. I couldn't help but shudder. I quickly turned around and looked at the door. I saw a row of soldiers holding soldiers.
Chapter completed!