Mo Gongzi ascended the throne

The main camp of the base camp is the main tent. The tent was full of important people from the Mo tribe, and Mo Yan was the leader of these important people. Mo Liuzhi, as Mo Yan's only son and the heir of the Mo family, naturally stood beside his father. According to Mo Yan's introduction, today he wants to pass on the position of the leader of the Mo clan to his son, so that everyone can help Mo Liuzhi carry forward the Mo tribe. Everyone has no opinion, this is a long expectation, and it is also the practice of the tribe, and the position of the leader is only passed on to the son. And nine times out of ten, these people are Mo Liuzhi's henchmen, and they have long been loyal to Mo Liuzhi. The matter of passing on the throne was originally logical, but at this time, a Qiao Meier and the leader of the Qiao clan came, and they came to Mo Yan in person. Because according to the agreement decades ago, the day Mo Yan's son ascended the throne was the time to marry Qiao's daughter, so Qiao's brought all the bride price.

Mo Yan was silent, and the people of the Mo clan present were silent, they all knew that Mo Liuzhi didn't like Qiao Mei'er, and they knew that Mo Liuzhi loved Ziying, which was a tricky thing. Now that Mo Liuzhi has ascended the throne, he is in charge of all this. He humbly and elegantly greeted the leader of the Qiao clan and said, "There are indeed two happy events today, the first happy event is the joy of my accession to the throne!" Uncle Qiao and Mei'er haven't congratulated me on the new leader yet? Then he motioned for an attendant to bring wine.

The attendant brought three bowls of wine. Mo Liuzhi personally served the bowl to Qiao Mei'er and her father, and he picked up another bowl of wine and waited for the congratulations of the leader of the Qiao clan.

"Congratulations to Mr. Mo on his accession to the throne! Dry! The leader of the Qiao clan drank the wine in one gulp. Mo Liuzhi looked at Qiao Mei'er and waited for her congratulations. After Qiao Mei'er finished congratulating, she also drank happily. Mo Liuzhi smiled and finished his wine.

"Celebrate the first event, and announce the second event later!" Mo Liuzhi sat in the position of the leader next to his father, and said loudly: "Song Xiaoliang, come in!" Song Xiaoliang came in in response, followed by several Mo's women, these women are all good at singing and dancing, and they perform songs and dances every event. The bride price has long been moved aside, and the space vacated in the main tent is for Song Xiaoliang and others to perform.

Qiao Meier and her father patiently watched the song and dance performance, and finally watched the song and dance performance of Song Xiaoliang and others, and ushered in another performance. This performance is blowing, playing and singing. Qiao Meier felt a little dizzy in her head, thinking that she was drunk, so she pinched her thighs fiercely and woke herself up, and sure enough, her head was much clearer.

"Bring me the flute, and I'll play a song for everyone!" Mo Liuzhi took the flute and played it with a smile. This song is Mo Gongzi's unique skill, and the people of Mo are very comfortable to listen to. Song Xiaoliang heard the sound of the flute and remembered that Ziying's memory was wiped out by the sound of the flute that night.

"Why did Mo Gongzi play this tune?" Song Xiaoliang couldn't guess and couldn't figure out what Mo Gongzi was going to do. inadvertently looked at Qiao Meier, and saw Qiao Meier and her father hugging their heads and shouting pain. Song Xiaoliang finally understood, it turned out that Mo Gongzi was playing a tune for the two of them. Mo Liuzhi did drip his own blood into the wine and tricked Qiao's father and daughter into drinking it.

"This song is so good!" Ziying got out of the crowd and squeezed into the tent, and was happily watching Mo Liuzhi playing the flute, when she heard half of it, she suddenly felt dizzy, and fainted to the ground after a while. Seeing this, Mo Liuzhi hurriedly stopped the sound of the flute, threw down the flute and ran over, and carried Ziying back to his seat.

"How could Ziying faint?" Mo Yan asked Mo Liuzhi, Mo Liuzhi smiled bitterly, and did not answer his father's question. Mo Yan patted his son's shoulder and said, "Deal with the current problem as soon as possible." ”