Hearing someone discussing Prince Yong, Xie Ling pricked up her ears.
She was quite curious about how a prince could easily afford 90,000 taels of gold and selflessly treat his niece.
A middle-aged man in blue cloth and a square scarf stroked his beard and continued, "Alas, those of you who don't know King Yong are probably all young people. King Yong is a legend among legends of our generation, famous throughout the seven kingdoms!
Prince Yong was the youngest son of Emperor Zhaoxian of Wei and his favorite. He was a man of extraordinary talent. Not only was he extremely intelligent, but he was also proficient in both civil and military strategies. He was also handsome and elegant.
Prince Shi Wushuang was nothing special and was once sought after as a bride by princesses of the other six countries.
In the 20th year of Yong'an, Dongling invaded our territory. The 17-year-old Prince Yong led the army to fight and drove back the enemy in three days. He also signed a treaty of non-aggression for a hundred years.
He was the first and only prince in Wei Zhao's history to be granted the title of Wolf's Lair.
Among the people of Wei at that time, who was not proud of King Yong?
I still remember the day when His Royal Highness Prince Yong rode a white horse and walked slowly through Zhuque Street. He was in high spirits, dressed in fine clothes and riding a fast horse. The people cheered and the streets were deserted. What a grand occasion it was!
Prince Yong is not only indomitable on the battlefield, but also a master in business and politics. The prosperity of Wei Zhao today is largely due to Prince Yong’s achievements.”
The man sighed deeply when he said this, "It's a pity that the palace caught fire that day, and Prince Yong's legs became disabled in order to save his brother. From then on, there was no more news about Prince Yong. If Prince Yong hadn't suffered this disaster, we Wei Zhao would have unified the seven kingdoms long ago!"
After the man finished speaking, silence fell all around him.
People always admire heroes, especially tragic heroes.
Everyone looked sad, especially Wei Zhaoren, some of them even had tears streaming down their faces.
Xie Ling also felt sad.
God is jealous of talented people, that's probably the case.
The man said with an excited tone and two lines of tears, "Your Highness Prince Yong, you are the pride of our Wei Zhao!"
Another person in the corner said, "Prince Yong has no wife or children in his life. It is said that the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households was proposed by Prince Yong because he was extremely worried about the illness of the little princess. Prince Yong has lived up to his king and his parents. He respects his elder brother and cares for his children. He is a real man who stands tall and proud!"
"yes!"
“What a pity…”
The general of a country was extremely handsome and brilliant. After shining his ultimate brilliance, he quickly disappeared into history like a shooting star.
Everyone was talking about it, and some were moved to tears.
No one noticed that a carriage had been parked in front of the palace gate for a long time.
The setting sun was like blood, illuminating the glazed tiles on the palace walls, and also shining through the thick felt curtain, making the man's brows look cold and aloof.
The man's eyes, which had always been calm and indifferent, began to ripple.
The driver hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Your Majesty?"
The man said in a low voice: "Let's go."
He is not worthy of heaven and earth.
It was misty and rainy in the early spring of that year, and he betrayed a woman.
It is difficult to recall in this life.
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