He leaned his head over.

When he glanced at the word "Song", his eyes instinctively stared, and he quickly looked at the military general's seat.

It's just that he stands tall, and he can't see anything except the black head.

This action was caught by the war king behind.

He thought to himself.

If the girl didn't hurry up to register Lao Tzu, what were you waiting for.

Emperor Xuan thought the same way.

Hurry up and give the second brother a name, wait.

The historian didn't dare to come out with the jade in his hand, and Su Liuyu was directly stupid.

What a situation!

When did she have more people in her household register!

Her eyes blinked, and she almost didn't pout.

Su Liuyu was stunned, and Master Mi also reacted, including everyone on the altar.

These close ministers of the Son of Heaven are first-class in their observation of words and expressions, and this Su Liuyu appeared and reacted immediately.

Not to mention, offstage.

All eyes on you.

How long has it been since I wrote a name, why didn't the Ministry of Rites move on stage?

At this time, it's time to sing the newspaper.

What to say to congratulate the Great Wei and the Great Qi and the Great Yuan for a long and prosperous period of time.

What's the matter.

Stage.

Su Liuyu didn't move.

Calm down, calm down, calm fart!

She wanted to ask the Ministry of Rites and the historian, what kind of moth are you giving me in this household registration book.

She glanced at the historian.

The historian looked confused and a little aggrieved.

The emperor murdered me!

What's wrong?

You added your name to your household registration book, why are you still angry?

At the beginning, for the sake of the emperor and the nobleman, the annals of history were changed, and the ministers turned a blind eye.

It's all a small scene.

Back to the pot, back to the pot.

This Emperor Shun was blackened not once or twice.

Only this time, there is no way to advance or retreat.

Behind him, two good friends are waiting.

Under the stage, civil and military officials and all the people of the world are waiting.

Mo Zhi's heart trembled.

Finished.

It was definitely discovered.

His subordinates deserve death.

But why hasn't there been any movement?

Can there be movement?

Song Yanzhi doesn't look sullen, he is a minister of power and strategy, Wen Tao is strategic, and he is proficient in everything.

When I first wrote jade, I kept one hand.

Directly replaced with the handwriting of the slag dragon.

He didn't ask for much, what he asked for at the beginning was just that the historian who repaired the annals had an impression, after all, it was the handwriting of the Son of Heaven, and he probably wouldn't pursue it.

At that time, a hundred years later, when the Son of Heaven dies, he will also have the opportunity to be buried together, that's all.

But now, it's all disrupted by the two friends.

Song Yanzhi's heart was not very good.

Shen Huaizhou frowned slightly and looked at the altar.

Mi Daren had the audacity to remind.

"The Emperor's ......"

Su Liuyu came back to his senses instantly.

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She took a deep breath.

Knuckles are white.

Then quickly settled the two brothers and Yun Ya'er.

The historian breathed a sigh of relief.

Kneel on the ground and chant loudly.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

"I wish me Great Wei, Great Qi, Great Yuan, the rivers and mountains stretch, and a thousand years of prosperity——"

The civil and military officials shouted instantly.

"I wish me Great Wei, Great Qi, Great Yuan, the rivers and mountains stretch, and a thousand years of prosperity——"

The people echoed in unison.

"I wish me Great Wei, Great Qi, Great Yuan, the rivers and mountains stretch, and a thousand years of prosperity——"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

War King: Mom, I'm finally registered, I'm afraid that my daughter will regret it.

Emperor Xuan: It's so dangerous, the younger brother must have regretted it at the time, but there is no way to regret it!

The two friends were silly again, and by the way, they made a speech about the settlement of their favorite daughter and little brother, and then quickly pulled their own family members and drank together.

Drink a fart!

Su Liuyu left the two friends far away.

"Biography, the commander of the Vermilion Bird Army, Song Yan's audience——"

"Biography, Deputy Commander of the Flying Tiger Army, don't go back to see you-"

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