Ten days later, the emperor's birthday was held in the Dome Hall. In the center of the main hall, there is a birthday gift given by the prince to his father, and a bronze pianist.

Gongsun Changqin and Xiu Ling, who had already disguised themselves as Lu Pan and his wife, carefully stood at the end and tail of the piano respectively, waiting for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to give the order to play.

Xiu Ling sent a message to Gongsun Changqin and said: "If you want to pretend to be a loser, it's fine, but the wife of the loser...... I can't afford it. Besides, does the male loser have a wife? ”

"Yes, not only that, but also a great beauty." Gongsun Changqin smiled slightly at the cultivator, "The deity only takes different words with the same phone, and it is not considered to deceive the world and steal the name." ”

"Could it be that you've seen it?" Xiu Ling didn't believe it, and asked, "What about this bronze man?" Isn't this the legendary Xianyang Palace foreign body? It should have been taken to Jiangdong by Xiang Yu, how did you get it? ”

"It was given to the deity by King Xiang." Gongsun Changqin said casually, Ling Xiu Ling became more and more unconvinced, and asked him, "What should I do in a while?" How do you play such a big piano? ”

"You have thirteen emblems for the headstock, and take the first seven strings; I pipe the thirteen emblems at the end of the piano and take the back seven strings; The repertoire is yours. ”

For Gongsun Changqin's consistent cynicism, Xiu Ling couldn't help but grit his teeth, and when he was squeezing his eyebrows and glaring at Gongsun Changqin, he heard someone deliver a report, and said three times in a row: "The saint has arrived!" ”

During the banquet, the prince bowed slightly to the two.

In order to avoid revealing his identity, he did not use spiritual power, but just played like a folk musician. For her, this method of playing is like letting her return to the Great Song Dynasty with Song Huizong, all by hand and heart.

The song played was "Remembering the Old Man". Xiu Ling sat cross-legged on one side of the bronze figure and plucked the strings, while Gongsun Changqin sat on the other side to respond to the harmony, and the two played as if they were one person.

When the music played, the bronze man's hands danced on the strings, not only not clumsy and heavy, but as light and dexterous as the flying hands of the two of them.

Emperor Song Xuan sat on the dragon chair and enjoyed this shocking piano music, and at the same time, he seemed to be able to see the chariots and horses passing through the mountains and forests, and they were faint. The carriage carried him to a bamboo forest so that he could meet his old people. There were his brothers, and there were the women he loved the most.

The emperor's face changed from happiness to sorrow, and finally he couldn't help but weep and lament: "Very good, very good, I will be able to reunite with you again soon...... Wait a minute. ”

Gongsun Changqin and Xiu Ling quietly looked at each other, and this situation made them understand that the emperor was eating the late autumn fruits that could cure diseases but only make people live until the first autumn.

As the sound of the piano gradually retracted, the hands of the bronze luthier made a wonderful movement again. Facing the emperor, he took a large golden bowl from the feast in front of him, intending to toast the Son of Heaven.

At this time, he took the large golden pot on the feast with both hands, jumped up, stepped on the shoulder of the bronze man in a few steps, and then tilted the wine pot and poured wine into the bowl. When the wine overflowed the golden bowl, the aroma of the main hall was suddenly overflowing, and everyone was intoxicated.

"I'm coming!"

At the banquet, the princess Song Qinghuan volunteered, bounced a few steps, took off the golden bowl in the hands of the bronze man, and presented it to Emperor Xuan: "Long live my father!" Blessing is like the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan! ”

Emperor Song said hello happily. He looked down at the large golden bowl in front of him, and in addition to his old face reflected in it, the ripples of wine rippled in the bowl and a line of handwriting: King Yu is still there. The waves of water flickered and dissipated in an instant.

At this time, the emperor's face was almost immersed in the mouth of the bowl, and no one saw the momentary surprise on his face. When he raised his head, he quietly took a sip of the golden bowl and said, "This wine is very good, and it will be rewarded to everyone." ”

Beside him, two attendants carried the golden bowl off the table, and another person held the golden scoop in his hand and added the wine in the golden bowl to everyone present.

Then there was the reward.

"The prince is benevolent and filial, and rewards the prince with a bronze man!"

"Thank you, Father!"

"Lu Pan Miraculous Skills, reward his wife with a hundred taels of gold, a hundred ends of green silk, and a ball of beads!"

"Thank you, long live the saint, long live the saint!"

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After the feast, Gongsun Changqin and Xiu Ling went out of the palace with the reward, when the two carefully investigated the things given, they found that one end of the green silk tattoo was actually an obscure text, which was actually an edict to Song Liancheng, the king of Yu!

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The edict was brought back to the top of chaos and handed over to Song Liancheng. Among them, there are three very important reminders, which shows that the weather-beaten Emperor Song is still a wise and great king.

First, Emperor Xuan ordered Song Liancheng not to return to the palace at this time, just wait for the opportunity outside, practice the way of the piano well, and don't have to worry about his life and death. Because when he saw this edict, it could be regarded as that the two had said goodbye, and it was impossible to see each other again.

Second, the imperial system of the Universe Continent admired Zen. Once, Liancheng's biological father Song Ningjin gave up the imperial throne to his brother, although King Yu was made the crown prince, but Song Liancheng sincerely said since he was a child that he hoped that one day he would be able to give up the throne to a capable person in the future.

In fact, Song Liancheng already had a goal in his heart, that is, the "god man" hidden in the gods and people.

However, until now, the real Fulin Immortal Venerable has never appeared, so Emperor Song Xuan specially entrusted: Zen let the matter, if it can be done, it will be done, no, and King Yu should also assume the responsibility of being a prince. In his heart, he is always the only one who is the real prince.

The last thing is particularly important, and it involves the old things. At the beginning, when Song Ningjin was the emperor, he was assisted by twenty-four extremely talented qin ministers, who followed the emperor all his life and swore allegiance to the death.

Later, the Chaos War broke out, and they fought bravely to kill the enemy one by one, and finally sacrificed to the death. In order to preserve the Qinmen legacy, the first emperor secretly hid their respective widows in the original place of exile, that is, today's Qiongyu Zhize, so that they could survive and protect their ancestors' Qinmen skills.

Now, Emperor Song Xuan has composed a piece of music on the edict. With the secret song, Song Liancheng was able to gather them at a critical moment and help him revolt and ascend to the throne.

The green silk cloth was spread out in front of him, and Song Liancheng stared at the good intentions on it, and suddenly said: "It turns out that the saint has long known that what he eats is the late autumn fruit. He knew that he would die in the autumn, but he still chose to do so, just to tell these words to this king......"

He knelt down on his knees in front of the edict and bowed earnestly in the direction of Jingyi City: "Father, in the heart of the son, you are already the same as the son's biological father!" ”

After being silent for a long time, Song Liancheng clenched his fists and said resolutely: "No! We must not wait until autumn, when we will revolt, so that we can see my father and emperor for the last time! This king will personally send him off the end of filial piety! ”

"No way!"

Xiu Ling and Gongsun Changqin spoke in unison, talking, and glanced at each other. Song Liancheng could hardly be moved, "Miss Ling and Xia Zun don't need to persuade me, this king has made up his mind." ”

Gongsun Changqin said: "If Your Highness returns to Beijing now, there will be three difficulties. First, His Royal Highness has no piano now, the so-called workers must first sharpen their tools if they want to do a good job, and if they don't wipe the moon, does Your Highness want to fight the entire court with bare hands?

Second, even if His Royal Highness has a piano and can command the legacy of the twenty-four heroes, how to use these people will also take time to run in and deploy, and the so-called plan and then act.

Finally, His Highness's return to Beijing at this time is probably the most anticipated thing by the enemy. Now that both the enemy and the enemy know that the Holy Guest Heaven must be in the autumn, Song Chuyin understands His Royal Highness's temperament and must have made all preparations. If you enter the palace in such a hurry, you may not be able to see the saint. ”

Although his rhetoric was very reasonable, Song Liancheng did not change his face, he was still silent, and he had no intention of changing his mind.