Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"Prince, what exactly do you want to say?"

Ning Fan looked at the prince Ning Qing seriously. This eldest brother who had no brotherly feelings made Ning Fan feel that it didn't matter from the bottom of his heart.

"Nothing, I just reminded you of your current status."

Prince Ning Qing said threateningly.

Ning Fan didn't say anything and simply turned around and left.

Sometimes, explanations are useless, and surrendering is courting death. If you want to survive, you must fight your way out.

Although the matter was resolved, Ning Fan felt very heavy.

He finally realized that when he traveled to this world, he was not living in a different place, but living in crisis every day.

As a prince, Ning Fan's life is not about eating and drinking and experiencing the colorful world all day long. On the contrary, his status as a prince makes Ning Fan feel like there is a sharp knife hanging over his head every day.

If you are not careful, you will be shattered into pieces.

The tragic death of Wang Xiaochuan's family this time made Ning Fan realize even more that the fight for the right to be the heir is not a fight between gentlemen, and bloodshed and death can only occur in an instant.

Compared to the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince, he has very few chess pieces that he can use now...

Wangyue Tower reopened, but its original popularity suffered a great loss. On the first day of reopening, there was actually no crowd.

Ning Fan was sitting on the second floor, looking at the bustling crowd downstairs, feeling extremely melancholy.

It doesn't matter if business is not good. After all, Ning Fan doesn't need to worry about food now. After all, he made a lot of money before, which is enough to last for a while.

The key is the group of people who rely on Wangyue Tower for a living, such as the group of people who specialize in catching shrimps for a living. Their lives are very uncomfortable these days.

"Your Highness, it won't be the case if this keeps going on. You have to find a way."

Ergou said melancholy.

Ning Fan was lying on the window looking in trance, and suddenly Ning Fan saw a familiar figure.

"Is that a star? Why did you go to the river if you didn't show me the good horse?"

Ning Fan pointed at the stars under the willow tree in the distance and said half-jokingly.

Ergou looked over with wide eyes. After confirming that it was Xingchen, he immediately said: "Your Highness, I will call him back right away."

After a while, Ergou came back with Xingchen, but there were still a few people following Xingchen.

"Your Highness, Xingchen insists on bringing these back, saying that they can solve the problem of our restaurant's bleak business."

Ergou said to Ning Fan, his face full of disbelief.

Ning Fan took a quick look and found that the few friends Xingchen brought back were really not that good. They were dressed in rags and looked like they were performers.

But in front of Xingchen's friend, Ning Fan couldn't help but give him face, so he pretended to say: "Xingchen, can you help me solve the problem? If you have any ideas, let me know!"

"Your Highness, you took me in, gave me food, gave me a big house to live in, taught my sister how to read, and gave us siblings names. I have always been looking for opportunities to repay you!"

"No, here's the opportunity!"

"The reason why Wangyuelou's business is bleak is that its reputation has disappeared. Everyone is afraid of getting into trouble by eating here!"

"It's best to solve this matter. My friends are very good-mouthed. Let them go to the streets and alleys to compile a story about your solving the case and tell it everywhere. Hey, when you see it, can we regain our reputation!"

Xingchen said excitedly.

Ning Fan listened carefully to Xingchen's statement and stood up after hearing the last slap on the thigh.

I have to say that Xingchen is indeed a talent.

In this era, there are no mobile phones or newspapers, and people rely on neighbors to get news on the streets.

And the storytellers who walk around the streets are undoubtedly the controllers of public opinion. They can make everything black and white for these people!

If they want to build momentum, it's really easy!

"it is good!"

"Xingchen, let all your friends come here. We are not doing business in Wangyue Tower today, we are here to entertain our friends."

Ning Fan immediately said cheerfully.

Xingchen's group of friends didn't expect that Ning Fan, the dignified prince, would actually want to befriend a group of storytellers like them, and they were all very excited.

But they didn't know that Ning Fan actually had more plans in mind!

Public opinion is people's hearts. As long as he controls public opinion, Ning Fan can easily manipulate people's hearts!

And these storytellers will be Ning Fan's future team.

In Ning Fan's vision, he wanted to establish an intelligence system, at least in this era of limited information, he wanted to establish an intelligence system of his own.

Next, Ning Fan added, deleted, and modified the process of solving the case, turning it into a very attractive crime-solving story.

After this story has been artistically processed, Ning Fan has become a little detective who eliminates violence and brings peace of mind, and is full of clever tricks!

Of course, Ling Sheng, the famous detective of Shuntian Mansion, also appears in the story. As expected, the detective cannot overpower the Sixth Prince.

"This is the whole process. Once you have memorized this, you can talk about it everywhere!"

Ning Fan handed the story he had compiled to several storytellers.

Most of these storytellers were illiterate, but they were very talkative and had very flexible minds. Ning Fan just read it once and these people remembered it clearly.

In the next few days, Xingchen found more storytellers through various channels and began to help promote it.

Within three days, the story of Ning Fan's outsmarting the villain spread in Kyoto.

The reputation of the ridiculous prince before was suddenly gone, and was replaced by the sixth prince, the detective.

And the reputation of Wangyue Tower has also increased with the tide. Every day it is full of customers, and the kitchen is so busy that there is no time to breathe.

"Ergou, why don't you go to the counter and take stock of the accounts? How much have we made in the past few days?"

"After you get the money, you first rent a big yard and hire a cook. It's not a problem for these storytellers to live in a fixed place. From now on, we will take care of their food. Not only will we take care of the food, but we will also teach them how to read and write." .”

Ning Fan ordered Ergou.

Now Ergou was confused: "Your Highness, although these storytellers have helped us a lot, there is no need for us to keep them! It is quite interesting to give them some money as reward."

"You're right, but you're also wrong. You need to take a longer-term view! Haven't you seen the role of these people in this incident?"

Ning Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Hearing what Ning Fan said, Ergou felt a sense of enlightenment and understood immediately.

"I understand! Your Highness wants to cultivate these people!"

The two dogs looked excited and their eyes were shining.

"Yes, as long as you understand what I mean! I plan to leave these people to you to train. As for the stars, I have other uses."

Ning Fan chuckled.

In the evening, Ning Fan was writing in the pavilion. He planned to silently write novels such as Fengshen Yanyi and Water Margin to use as material for these storytellers.