Empress in her second playthrough: Something's not right with this plot!

Wei Xiang stretched out both hands.

"Earn ten coins."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunsheng grabbed the little girl's hand and stuffed a silver ingot into her small hand.

"Alright, that's enough. We've earned ten coins today."

He wanted to see what was so special about this so-called martial arts prodigy.

The little girl held the silver coins, rubbing their shape in her palms.

Then, he put the silver back on the table.

“Young master, my grandfather said that each person will only be charged one coin.”

Li Yunsheng glared at him.

"You don't want the money?"

Old Xu cursed angrily from the side.

"Young master, don't take him seriously. That old man is just a stubborn mule."

Seeing Li Yunsheng's puzzled expression, he explained again.

The old man and the young boy had no other means of livelihood, and their lives were difficult.

The reason he came to listen to the story was actually to help out this family.

But when you offer him money directly, the old man refuses; he insists on listening to a storybook first.

Ever since that time, when he gave fifty coins, the old man set a rule that he would only accept one coin from each person.

The old man wanted to earn a living through his own abilities and didn't want to look like a beggar, which he felt was shameful.

Li Yunsheng was somewhat confused.

"With your storytelling skills, you only charge one coin per person."

"If it weren't for their help, wouldn't you have starved to death?"

Old Zhang's face flushed slightly, just as he was about to continue speaking.

Li Yunsheng raised his hand to interrupt.

"Alright, let me tell you a story from the Three Kingdoms period."

……

half a month later.

Shangguan Xuanran, dressed in men's clothing, asked in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, what brings you out of the palace incognito this time?"

Jiang Qingying walked down the street, glancing at the residential neighborhoods on both sides from time to time.

"During the morning court session, Li Yunsheng said he wanted to abolish the ward and market system."

Even Liu Cheng surprisingly didn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, but agreed to his suggestion.

"I want to see if this market system really has as many drawbacks as Li Yunsheng claims."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of children rushed off in the same direction.

"The storytelling is about to begin!"

"hurry up!"

"If you go too late, you'll only be able to listen from the top of the wall!"

One of the children did a somersault while muttering something.

"I am Xun Wukong!"

Jiang Qingying pulled the child who bumped into her back.

"At such a young age, instead of studying properly at the private school, he runs off to listen to storytelling. Doesn't your teacher care?"

The boy sniffed and pointed to an old man running at the front.

"The one who ran the fastest was the private tutor!"

The empress looked up and saw an old man in his sixties lift his robe and run away very fast.

Looking down again, the little boy in front of me had already disappeared.

Shangguan Xuanran reminded him from the side.

"Your Majesty, it's Li Yunsheng!"

Following the direction Shangguan Xuanran pointed, Jiang Qingying saw Li Yunsheng's back.

"Who exactly is this storyteller?"

Out of curiosity, the Empress pulled Shangguan Xuanran along and followed.

We entered Changxingfang.

Old Zhang's courtyard was full of people, adults and children alike.

Jiang Qingying and Shangguan Xuanran entered the courtyard, where Li Yunsheng was holding a little girl of six or seven years old.

She walked behind Li Yunsheng and found a place where she wouldn't attract attention.

However, she soon saw a scene that made her tremble with anger.

"Li Yunsheng!"

Chapter 63 The Empress is barely worthy of it

This story begins when Li Yunsheng first stepped into this small courtyard.

In the story of the Empty City Stratagem, when Zhuge Liang was playing the zither on the city wall, Li Yunsheng glanced at the people in the courtyard.

At this point, ten people had already taken their seats.

The gavel strikes!

To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next episode!

The nine men were listening intently when they immediately objected.

"Hey!"

"How can you only tell half the story!"

"Go on, I don't need your money!"

Li Yunsheng pointed to the silver on the table.

"Am I short of money?"

He stood up and waved, starting to chase people away.

"Alright, that's enough for today's ten coins. If you want to know what happens next, come back tomorrow."

Amidst the complaints, the few guests who had just arrived gradually left the courtyard.

Before leaving, Old Xu asked one more question.

"Young master, what time will you be coming tomorrow?"

Li Yunsheng only replied with one sentence.

"It depends on my mood."

After everyone left, Liu Quan stood guard at the door, leaving only Li Yunsheng, Wei Xiang, and the old man and the child in the courtyard.

Before Li Yunsheng could speak, Old Zhang couldn't hold back any longer.

"Young master, has Sima Yi entered the city yet?"

"You wait here."

Li Yunsheng stared into the little girl's eyes.

"Wei Xiang said you're not blind, so why are you pretending to be blind?"

The little girl just shook her head but didn't say anything.

"Little taro."

When Wei Xiang spoke, the little girl kept her eyes closed.

"Big sister, can we wait until this young master leaves before we start learning?"

Why do I have to leave?

Li Yunsheng, standing to the side, became even more curious.

Little Taro covered his eyes and pouted.

After a long pause, he muttered to himself, his voice trembling with a hint of tears.

"The young master's storytelling is very popular with the guests."

“I’m afraid that if you see me, you won’t come tomorrow.”

"Little Taro doesn't want Grandpa to go hungry."

As she spoke, Little Taro, who had just been happily entertaining her guests, suddenly found tears streaming down her face.

Li Yunsheng's tone softened as well.

"Don't cry yet, I promise I'll come again tomorrow."

I'll tell all the stories to your grandfather, so he'll have new stories to tell in the future.

Little Taro cried even harder, clutching her hands even tighter.

"Young master is a good person, I don't want him to dislike me."

Wei Xiang squatted down and whispered a few words in Xiao Yutou's ear.