Seeing that her stupid son passed the baton to Su Mo again, Queen Zhang's eyes sank, and she sighed secretly in her heart.

I hope this kid is sincere to my son, otherwise, this is the first sign of seeing a generation of powerful ministers. No, you should talk to Your Majesty when you go back, there are some things that you must be guarded against.

Empress Zhang secretly made up her mind in her heart.

Su Mo didn't know how to know that his cleverness had already made Empress Zhang's psychology turn around, and when she heard that Zhu Houzhao had pointed at herself, she was stunned at first, and then she was angry.

To tell the truth, he really didn't do what Empress Zhang thought, but just deliberately used Zhu Houzhao. In his original thoughts, he really wanted to let Zhu Houzhao complete the next work. As for that little calculation, it was just to tell the little prince what he thought and declare it through his mouth.

But who knew that this little prince didn't take it seriously at all, he didn't bother to think about it, so he simply pushed it back directly. This fell into the eyes of the queen's mother, didn't it become Su Mo using his son to come forward to provoke hatred, and turned around and jumped out to grab someone's head.

In this world, how many misunderstandings are formed in this way.

“…… Today is a party for the little princess, of course, Her Royal Highness cannot be excluded. Therefore, everything should be subject to the participation of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Hmm, you should be familiar with drumming and passing flowers, right?" asked Su Mo with a smile.

Of course, everyone is familiar with this game. But the question is, why do you want to play drumming and passing flowers at this level of literary meeting? If anyone present knows the language of the Internet in later generations, I am afraid that they will definitely ask: Do you want to be so low?

But will Su Mo be low? The answer is, yes! Even Su Mo decided to go to the end and go directly to the kindergarten.

“…… Now, I would like to ask you all to get up and sit in a circle here in front of you. Later, Her Royal Highness the little princess will walk out of the circle, and choose someone behind her to secretly put down the flowers. Well, I'm going to teach you a tune, and when the game starts, everyone sings it together. When the song is finished, if the person who puts the flower behind him does not notice it, he loses. The loser will stand in the middle of the circle and present a show for the little princess. Whether the show passes or not depends on whether it can make the little princess happy. ...... in any form"

Su Mo Balabala said, the little princess's eyes lit up when she heard it, she was very excited, and her small body writhed in the arms of the queen mother, and she was already eager to try.

That's right, the game that Su Mo played was actually the classic game in kindergarten that everyone in later generations had experienced: handkerchiefs.

Isn't this just another form of drumming and passing flowers? It's just that this is much more naïve than the real drumming and passing the flowers, and it tends to be more acceptable to the child. There is singing and moving, which is full of fun for children. But for adults, this is really embarrassing.

Think about a large group of scholars led by Eguanbo, forming a large circle, clapping their hands and singing children's songs, that scene...... Gee.

All the talented people looked at each other, and many of them couldn't help but curse in a low voice. For them, it's not just a game, it's a humiliation. Confucian children pay the most attention to their words and deeds, and they all have strict rules. Su Mo's game is the opposite, completely subverting that rigor.

Empress Zhang and all the nobles in the pavilion were also stupid when they heard it, that is, they were shocked by Su Mo's boldness, and they were secretly a little moved in their hearts: It seems, it sounds, this game is very fun......

Well, how barren is the entertainment of this era? These famous and noble ladies who hide in the courtyard of their deep houses all day long can hardly have any entertainment programs other than the occasional festive event at home and the invitation of the troupe to watch a play. At most, it's just embroidering flowers with the maid and kicking a shuttlecock or something. As in front of them, so many people working together in a game, for them, the temptation and impact can be imagined.

What's more, in the final analysis, according to the marriage habits at this time, women can marry after the age of thirteen, and their oldest at this time is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and in the next generation, this is the most playful and active age. Hearing this novel game, how can they not be tempted.

In the pavilion, the little princess couldn't help but cheer and jump, and a vigorous urging began quickly.

Next to him, Fu Bao Xiaozhen's two eyes were like 800-watt light bulbs, and he couldn't wait to raise his hand, strongly expressing his desire to participate. The little prince was not to be left behind, and he couldn't wait to rush out, beckoning the female officials to hurry up and leave the venue.

This made all the gentlemen feel embarrassed and the cancer was about to be committed, and at the same time, the atmosphere in the field was also invisibly mobilized. Even, in the end, even Princess Tululetu couldn't resist the temptation, and was ready to ask to participate in this Ming version of the bonfire event.

The only difference is that Han Jialang's bonfire meeting is neither bonfire, nor is it held in broad daylight, which makes Princess Tululetu a little puzzled.

Fortunately, there were Sister Cheng and Sister Yu next to her, and before she found out that the princess shouted out, she hurriedly grabbed it, so that she could dispel her idea of playing.

Just kidding, the little princess is young, and today she is the protagonist, so there will be no problem for her to play along with her. As for classmate Fu Bao, well, he is a wild man, and he has the identity of an outsider, and he is not very old, so naturally no one will have many troubles.

But Tululetu is completely different. Not to mention her identity as a princess of different races, it is just an entanglement with Su Mo, if today's incident spreads, it will immediately be criticized countless times. Not only is it very detrimental to itself, but it is also a lever for Su Mo to be attacked.

The female rabbit was very depressed about this, and could only sit and watch in her seat. But I secretly thought in my heart, this Da Ming is really not a good destination for himself and Su Lang, this is not allowed, it can't be done, I can't say, it makes sense to turn around and pull Su Lang back to the grassland.

Not to mention the calculations in this Beji's heart, the field is basically in place according to Su Mo's command at this moment.

All the gentlemen and talents looked embarrassed, as if they were sitting on pins and needles, and they were all tired. It's just that with Su Mo's shameful threat in front and the little prince himself running down to the prison behind, everyone can only grit their teeth and endure it.

Fortunately, no one can run, don't laugh at the eldest brother and the second brother, the shame is lost. Gradually, it was simply out of the way, except for a few special axes, most people began to find it interesting and novel, and the atmosphere in the stadium gradually rose.

After the little princess held a splendid silk handkerchief and stood excitedly outside the circle, the atmosphere in the field finally reached *.

"Okay, everyone sing with me. Drop, drop, drop the handkerchief, and gently put it behind the child...... Uh, sing, yes, don't stop...... Hey, little princess, run...... Yes, that's it...... Well, don't look at me, you see who doesn't like it, just quietly put the handkerchief behind him, and keep running until the song stops......."

Su Mo clapped his hands and stood in the middle of the circle, leading the singing while directing inside. The mouths of the scholars were closed with difficulty, and the sound was not much louder than the humming of mosquitoes at first. When their faces were red with shame, they couldn't help but curse secretly.

What's more, here is either the prince or the prince, and the worst is also the talent of various families, when did he become a "little friend"? Everyone is embarrassed to be cancerous, and they have the heart to stop singing, but in the middle, Su Mo's thief eyes were scorching, and they stared at it one by one, their eyes were like Nima's knife, obviously revealing danger.

Outside, the little princess's cheerful laughter, as well as the crisp and loud children's voice, gradually made them unconsciously affected by the inexplicable influence, and finally gradually sang louder and louder, and the voices gathered more and more, and finally synthesized into some kind of resonance.

The handkerchief was quickly over, and the first person to be thrown off the handkerchief was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little fat man, wearing a splendid python robe, but it turned out to be one of the princes of the vassal kings who came to Beijing this time, and his ancestor was named King Jing.

At this moment, the prince of King Jing was pushed and stood in the circle, with a helpless, panicked and sluggish look, which made everyone can't help but laugh. Invisibly, he forgot all the unhappiness and anger before for a while.

This is the case with people in the world, no matter how unlucky they are, as long as they see that there is something more unlucky than themselves, they will always be happy. Well, dead friends don't die poor, it's always good to watch other people's jokes entertain yourself......

The little fat man was about to cry, his little face was pale, and his body was shaky, trembling visibly to the naked eye.

Su Mo sighed secretly in his heart, saying that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes. But at the moment, it seems that these descendants of Zhu Chongba really can't find a few who really stand out. Since Zhu Di has been complaining, there have always been only a few people who really rebelled in the Ming Dynasty, which is much less than that of all previous dynasties.

Of course, this is the result of the bloody methods of the two generations of emperors in the early Ming Dynasty, but why is it not because of the unscrupulous descendants of future generations?

Just like the current generation, there is only King Ning who is really jumping. The others are just like this little fat man Jing Wang Shizi, or just like that Zhu Yangzhu, it is completely a straw bale and two goods.

"Don't be afraid. Thinking so in his heart, he didn't show any silence on his face, slowly stepped forward and gently patted the little fat man's shoulder, and comforted him in a gentle whisper.

The little fat man looked up at him in a trembling manner, his body shrank subconsciously, and his pupils obviously tightened for a moment. Then he hurriedly lowered his head in a panic and said nothing.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, and his heart couldn't help but move slightly. From the little fat man's subconscious slight movements, it is not difficult to see a lot of hidden things. But it doesn't matter, he has expected this for a long time, and many of today's methods are also aimed at this. I guess after today, there will be a big surprise for some people.

As he thought so, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

The little fat man looked up at him again, but still didn't say a word. There was a low laugh from everyone around, and they all pointed and talked about it. The buzzing sound obviously made the little fat man even more nervous, and the two little fat hands were clenched tightly, and his knuckles were a little white.

"Well, if you don't say it, don't say it, it's nothing. Su Mo smiled and said, "Then let's put on a show, don't think about it." Even if it's a joke, you see, it's better to finish things early than to stand here all the time. Aren't you so angry that they laugh at you? Then, after you finish the performance, I will secretly teach you a way to retaliate and make you angry. ”

Su Mo smiled evilly, and said with encouragement and temptation, just like the snake in the Garden of Eden that tempted Adam and Eve to steal the forbidden fruit.

The little fat man's expression finally changed, and he looked up at him, and there was a bright light in his eyes.