Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

"No, Your Majesty, this is not kind of you. Please finish your story. Tell me quickly. What poem did Ning Caichen write?"

"That's right, that's right, Your Majesty, please tell me quickly."

"I've taken off my pants, and you won't give it to me, my lord. You're being a hooligan."

Zheng Zhengjin's face darkened when he heard this, but he still took a breath and continued, "This poem is called "A Chinese Ghost Story" Ten miles of calm lake, frost all over the sky, every inch of black hair is sad about the prime of life. Looking at each other alone under the moon, I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals!

Of course, I only gave a rough outline of the content of this storybook. After all, the number of words in the storybook is hundreds of thousands, and it is certainly not something I can finish in just a few words. But I believe everyone has understood the general content, which is that monks are just like the bald donkeys in the Fahua Temple, they are all scum.

Okay, steward, help me count how many guests there are in Wangjiang Tower. I need these numbers to be useful."

At this moment, Li Leyan and others were still blushing because of what Zheng Zhengjin said about Ning Caichen walking out with the help of the wall. After all, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian both walked out with the help of the wall in a one-on-one fight, but in a four-on-one fight, it was the four of them who walked out with the help of the wall. This was outrageous.

"Reporting to the prince, there are a total of fifty-three guests in Wangjiang Tower. Of course, this includes the princess and her family." The steward came with a smile.

"In that case, have someone go into my carriage and bring in fifty-four books." Zheng Zhengjin waved his hand and ordered.

"Okay, Your Highness," the plump woman in charge did as Zheng Zhengjin said and moved more than fifty hardcover editions of "A Chinese Ghost Story" to Wangjiang Tower and placed them on Zheng Zhengjin's desk.

Zheng Zhengjin said to everyone at this time: "Everyone present, I have decided today that everyone present will receive a copy of A Chinese Ghost Story for free. Line up properly and don't create crowds. Everyone will have a share, everyone will have a share."

Those students who came to Wangjiang Tower for exchange and study were all shocked.

I didn't expect the King of Xian to be so generous.
In the Tang Dynasty, books were very expensive. Paper and printing, but these technologies were all in the hands of the aristocratic families.

At this moment, Zheng Zhengjin wanted to give them books. They were so shocked that they lined up one after another, fearing that Zheng Zhengjin would go back on his word because they did not follow the rules.

"I would like to thank His Majesty for the gift of this book."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift of the book."

Soon, the books of A Chinese Ghost Story were distributed to all of them.

The remaining seven books are for my wife.

At this time, the little brat Ling'er said in a baby voice: "Aye, I want one too, I want one too."

"Wow, the prince's daughter is so cute."

"The little princess is obviously a blessed person. I envy the prince so much. He is simply a winner in life."

Zheng Zhengjin said, "I'll let your mother teach you how to read after we get back home." Zheng Zhengjin patted the little boy's head lovingly, then stood up and said to Li Leyan and the other girls, "Let's go, follow me back home."

Now the depression in Zheng Zhengjin's heart has dissipated a lot.

Li Leyan nodded obediently. They originally came out to accompany their husbands to relax.

Then everyone took a carriage back to Prince Xian's mansion.

However, the content of today's storytelling and the free distribution of books to everyone present were remembered by many students.

The content of Zheng Zhengjin's story spread throughout the entire Chang'an City like a hurricane.

There was also the news that there was a lovely little girl named Prince Xian's Aye, which also spread throughout Chang'an. Of course, this news made many people confused.

And at this moment,
After Li Changge returned home, she found Zheng Guanyin and asked, "Mother, not many people know my name, right?"

Zheng Guanyin was basking in the sun in the yard at this moment. She said, "Well, few people know your name. What's the matter?" "Mother, I was at Prince Xian's mansion today. When Prince Xian saw me for the first time, he mistook me for that Fat Di. I didn't even know who Fat Di was. It was so strange." Li Changge complained, especially later, when Zheng Zhengjin shamelessly wanted her to marry him. Her face flushed instantly.

"In this world, there are always people better than you. It's normal to mistake someone for someone else. As long as the person has good character, he is the right person for you. Mother thinks you two are a good match." Zheng Guanyin said with a slight smile on her face.

"But, but no matter how good a man he is, he is also Li Leyan's consort. Besides, I would rather be a poor man's wife than a rich man's concubine. What's more, there is Li Shimin. Even if I want to get married, Li Shimin will definitely interfere." Li Changge has no plans to get married for the time being, but wants to wander around the world.

Zheng Guanyin saw through her daughter's thoughts at a glance, and she said gently, "Changge, you are already of marriageable age. If you delay any longer, you will become a grown-up girl in the future."

"Mom, I really don't have any thoughts about this right now. My daughter wants to go out and travel around in a few days." Li Changge spoke her true feelings.

Zheng Guanyin said lovingly, "Go ahead and do whatever you want. Mother can't restrict you. The child is grown up and has his own ideas. That's good."

The mother and daughter chatted for a long time in the yard.

Finally, Li Changge looked at the time and said to Zheng Guanyin, "Mother, I'm going to take my little sister home."

Zheng Guanyin smiled and said, "Go ahead."

Li Changge arrived at Prince Xian's Mansion quickly. Zhang San was already familiar with the reception and said to Li Changge, "Miss, go in directly. The prince and his men are all in the pavilion in the middle of the lake."

Li Changge nodded, thanked him, and then walked towards the pavilion in the center of the lake.

When Li Changge arrived at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, everyone was reading a book. The modified version of "A Chinese Ghost Story" was still very attractive.

Even the little kid Ling'er was holding a book and flipping through it enthusiastically. Even though she didn't understand much, she was still very interested in it.

Li Leyan felt someone beside her, then raised her head, turned her head, looked at Li Changge's exotic face, and said, "Changge, are you here to pick up Ling'er?"

Li Changge smiled and said, "Well, it's getting dark, Ling'er should go home too."

Li Leyan then pulled Li Leyan aside and asked in a low voice: "Changge, I am asking you now, you must answer truthfully. Okay!"

Li Changge nodded and said, "You ask."

Li Leyan took out a photo of Dili Pangba and showed it to Li Changge, saying, "This is the Pang Di my husband mentioned. Look, you two look exactly the same."

After Li Changge saw it, he was also shocked and said, "This, this, this is too similar."

Li Leyan whispered in Li Changge's ear: "My husband said that Fatty has a red mole on his lower back. But he doesn't remember anything else."

"What?" Li Changge's face showed horror, and she subconsciously covered her lower back.

Li Leyan also immediately became curious and asked, "Changge, you don't have a red mole on your lower back, do you?"

Li Changge immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm really not fat."

Li Changge's expression, movements, and tone of voice all frightened Li Leyan. She was now certain that her sister Changge might have a relationship with Zheng Zhengjin's fat brother.

"Okay, don't be nervous, take Ling'er home and say hello to my aunt for me." The aunt Li Leyan was referring to was naturally Zheng Guanyin.

"Okay." Li Changge said and then he hugged Ling'er, who was holding a book in her hand and a White Rabbit milk candy in her pocket, and went back.

(End of this chapter)