"Everyone, please note that in feudal society, the Crown Prince's status was second only to the Emperor. He possessed the power of regent and held positions similar to those of the Imperial Court. However, the title of 'Crown Prince' was not a status one was born with; it was a status bestowed by the Emperor. Only by being 'enthroned' could one attain the status of Crown Prince."
Ji Nianqin held up her popsicle stick, as if she wanted to discredit the prince. She then talked a lot about the deposed prince and the ridiculous things they had done, but the scene was still cold. Instead, there was a storyteller in front of her blocking her view, and in front of him were three layers of people on the left and right.
"The emperor's daughter is called a princess, the emperor's sister is called a princess, and the emperor's aunt is called a princess, or a princess. This is a question of generation. As different emperors ascend the throne, the princesses will also have different titles..."
Ji Nianqin shouted at the top of her lungs, but few people turned back, so she walked in to listen. It turned out that the storyteller was telling a novel.
"This time, a man came up the stairs and shouted, 'Stop it, everyone!' Who was this guy? Let's find out next time."
The storyteller first knocked the table with his fan, and then gently fanned his face, looking very casual.
"Is it possible? This will attract many people to listen."
Ji Nianqin seemed to understand something and thought she was younger and prettier than the storyteller. She tidied up her clothes and hairpins, then cleared her throat, took the popsicle stick, and started today's storytelling session.
"So this isn't much different from what happened in ancient times. One day, there was a girl named Ji Nianqin. She loved hairpins since she was a child, and eventually became a famous hairpin lady. She's the main character in the TV series you're currently airing. Later, for some reasons, she retired behind the scenes, but that didn't change her joy for hairpins..."
Ji Nianqin felt that her story was complete, but no one came to listen. Even a few children came to see Ji Nianqin and then left.
"Is it boring?"
When Ji Nianqin was pouting and thinking about something, the storyteller came over.
"Aren't you that girl? You said that if a woman relies on a man and a son to get ahead, she won't get any respect at all. A woman must rely on herself. I remember that very clearly."
"You? You are..."
Ji Nianqin rolled her eyes, as if she remembered that there was indeed such a gentleman when she was listening to storytelling with Cao Hanhui.
"Why are you in the modern era? Is the ancient world going to be destroyed? But after looking at it, it seems that the present is indeed better. If I had to choose, I would choose the latter."
"The latter? Haha, girl, you must have made a mistake. I don't know anything about ancient times. I just made up some ancient stories for people's enjoyment and entertainment. There is absolutely no suspicion of distorting the facts."
"Then how do you know me?"
"You often come to my place to listen to storytelling. Have you forgotten? But you came early today. You usually come to the afternoon session, but you listened to me until I finished and even had a good chat with me."
"You got the wrong person, didn't you?"
"No, then no, she's here again."
"Eh? Wait, let me see, what's going on? How come you two look exactly the same..."
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