Maximilian Ma and the Echoes of Fate Chapter 62

The next day I got up before dawn, put on my clothes and tiptoed, went to find some water, and washed myself. I admit that I have become a little grandson today, and there is nothing I can do about it. I can only watch people leave one by one. I can't do this. I had no choice but to go away for a day, and by the time everyone who needed to leave was gone. Save money on towels.

There were not many people on the street at dawn. There was only one lively market, and I sat on a marble selling oil tea at the entrance of the market. I drank a bowl of oil tea and ate two tea eggs.

The market is bustling with farmers and vendors rushing to collect vegetables from the morning market. There was a theater troupe in the alley at the corner of the street, and you could faintly hear a lot of people babbling and hollering. I used to stand outside the theater wall and heard two short plays performed inside. I can’t remember the words clearly, but it was quite lively when I played it. Lively and good.

When I went back to Prince An's Mansion to have a drink, Prince An also invited a troupe of performers to set up a stage in the garden to sing. The singing was a love drama, which made me sleepy. Speaking of which, I have been the prince of Thailand for a long time and have never invited a troupe to sing in the palace. This pomp didn’t hold up. That time at Prince An's Mansion, there were servants hiding behind the trees in the corner who were joining in the fun. I thought the excitement in Prince An's Mansion would not lose this battle. After today is over and it feels deserted, this method may work.

After waiting for the teahouse to open, I randomly walked into one, ordered a bowl of Yuqian, served four-color fruit snacks, cracked melon seeds and listened to a book. Today I’m talking about a new book, which has been very popular in the streets these two days. Her name is Cao's daughter, King Yishi of Xuanchun. It is about the eldest son of a certain prince in a certain dynasty. He was a handsome young man, charming and suave, and was known as King Xuanchun. The emperor personally betrothed the daughter of Cao Gong, the Duke of Guangren in the DPRK, to his son, and the marriage was granted by imperial decree. However, one day before the wedding, Cao Gong's daughter jumped over the wall and ran away with a scholar, and was later recovered by the government. The prince instead interceded for the two of them, and they became a couple. The two storytellers told twists and turns, and more and more people gathered to listen to the book. The sighs grew louder and louder. I spit out the melon seed skin and took a sip of tea, and a voice came from above, "Your Majesty."