Upper Beijing

Zhao Xianyu went all the way, quickly whipped up, and finally rushed back home the day before the emperor's birthday, making a fuss about the people in the house. On the second day, he easily went to the palace to congratulate the emperor on his birthday.

On the good day of the whole country's celebration, the capital is very lively, full of people, and there are prosperous and lively scenery everywhere.

Today is the emperor's thirtieth birthday. Since ancient times, men have stood at thirty, which is originally a major event, let alone the emperor of the Ninety-Five.

The joy of the emperor is naturally to enjoy with the people, and several sympathetic songs of sympathy for the people have been sent, and the whole country is jubilant, and all places are filled with words of love and beauty for the emperor.

However, a few are happy and a few are worried.

In the palace in Shangjing, Emperor Qingshun and the ministers drank together, although the dignity of the emperor remained unchanged on his face, but the bitterness and happiness in his heart were unknown to others.

The world is decided, and the royal heir is the top priority in the heart of Emperor Qingshun!

However, there are countless concubines in the harem, only the queen has a princess, and none of the rest of the concubines have good news, which is really helpless.

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The Tang family finally has a queen!

Looking up, the bright sun was hanging high, everything was growing, and there was a thriving atmosphere, Tang Sirong's heart knot for many years was finally untied, and he finally raised his eyebrows.

It's a good day!

Tang Sirong sighed with emotion in his heart: Today is not only the emperor's birthday, but also the Tang family's happy day!

Today is the emperor's birthday, and it is a good day for the whole world to celebrate.

Tang Sirong pulled his son tightly with one hand, thinking beautifully in his heart: In such a good day, I'm afraid even the emperor will envy him!

Fortunately, he left a hand many years ago, so that he would not be childless for many years, let alone let the Tang family business that he had worked so hard to work hard end up with no one to succeed.

A man in his thirties, if he never has a son, is a very strict thing.

Tang Sirong turned his head sideways, and when he saw his son who was almost exactly the same as himself, he only felt very relieved in his heart. He even thought of the current emperor, thinking that the emperor still has no son, even if he sits in the world and has countless beauties in the harem, what can he do?

Hehe!

The more Tang Sirong thought about it, the more beautiful he felt, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. Just when his heart was full of joy and the whole person was fluttering, Tang Feiyu's voice came from behind him: "Since Master Tang has recorded Tang Zixian in my mother's name, is he my younger brother?" ”

Tang Feiyu was pressed on the stool by Mother Qian, she couldn't resist, and watched Tang Zixian put the incense in front of Jiang's spirit card, she hated it in her heart, but she was helpless.

With a twist of his brain, Tang Feiyu's eyes were like torches staring at Tang Sirong and Tang Zixian, and there was no trace of emotion in his cold voice, "My mother is Master Tang's wife, even if she dies, I'm afraid this title will not change!" When Weiyuan Houfu was in trouble, Tang Sirong's first thought was to divorce his wife. However, now that the Weiyuan Houfu has been restored, even if it is not as beautiful as it was back then, it is not something that a small Tang family can oppose. Tang Sirong can do these things after the death of the Jiang family, without giving the Jiang family face, but he can't help but give face to Weiyuan Houfu