"Your Majesty, you're polite...... The minister was terrified. Song Ci was a little depressed, the praise of the elders was indispensable, and the wine could not be drunk...... But I don't know how to call this new emperor who is related to him......

At least Song Ci's family still has an old mother, but Song Ci's father is dead...... I don't know if it's a real relative. But the new emperor has the power alone, and there is no reason to calculate himself, a petty official from the fifth grade~!?

"Father Hui, the widow understands that you are and do not recognize me as an uncle, and I am a Song family and a gold. Jin and Song are feuding...... I can't change the combination of mother and father, we can't choose the blood and origin left in the body, and your family tree naturally marks the grandmother who married the Zhang family out of the ancestral home, and the sin of the father is also drawn out of the Zhang family tree......

The army was in chaos, and most of the clansmen were lost. It is not easy to find your distant relative now. Is it because my uncle has half of the blood of gold and can't enter the ancestral home? Don't you even want to call me uncle??" Song Xia used a stunt to recognize his relatives and pretend to be pitiful!

This stunt was still practiced when he was in the rivers and lakes. The so-called once born and twice cooked, how many big households, for those who come to recognize relatives, have a mentality of being able to send away, for fear that people will be terrible, and what to say will forget their ancestors~. But it won't be a good look...... But if you stay overnight, take care of a few meals or something, it's still fine.

But this game should depend on status. The emperor went to your house to recognize your relatives, what would you do? Do you dream of such a relative?

What's more, Song Xia talked about his own bloodline......

There are many scolding mongrels behind the bloodline of Lao Song, and the mongrel emperor is almost the person who has opinions about Song Xia, the general name behind it.

But that's also behind it! Who is crazy and dares to say it in front of Song Xia?!

Although it seems that Song Xia is very kind, no one dares to risk his life......

But today, this old Song pervert can actually talk about his bloodline, and his temperament is low, and he belongs to the ancients who have never come before......

"What do you know? How popular are mixed-race people?!Not to mention who is Song Ci?!A famous detective through the ages, the originator of forensic science. Those games of the Grim Reaper elementary school students should be left over from Song Ci's play!!' Song Xia complained to himself in his heart, on the surface. I understand, you don't have to say more. Anyway, you look down on me, and I understand that......

"The emperor is not~!

Uncle, nephew apologizes to you......" Song Xia pretended to be pitiful, but frightened Song Ci who was undecided...... Quickly kowtow......

"Hurry up!" Song Xia hurriedly sat down and helped Song Ci up. At this time, he has this beauty in his heart. Not to mention how beautiful it is......

"Virtuous nephew, the old man doesn't care that others say that I am a mongrel, because I am originally a mongrel! This is the bloodline given to me by my parents, I was born, I can't change it!

What's wrong with the mongrel!

Hybrids can be the first in the world in martial arts!

Hybrids can be the same as these Ninety-Five!!Hybrids are bloodlines!Not identity!Heroes, they don't ask where they come from~!!" Song Xia's flickering Dafa took the opportunity to perform. Of course, the so-called heroes don't ask about the origin, in fact, they should use hooligans regardless of age......

"Congratulations to the emperor and Lord Song's uncle and nephew for recognizing each other, and I salute Lord Song and the emperor for a ......" Song Xia settled Song Ci here, and the uncle and nephew sat back hand in hand. The loyal pillar of the old Song Dynasty, the seventh prince, Zhao Gao, also immediately took out a little affection and stepped forward to toast...... And then, of course, there were some of the courtiers below who bombarded them in turn......

At this time—

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?" Song Xia saw Zhang Zhizhen's embarrassment at this time, and shook his head helplessly. But he could only ask knowingly.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm not used to it......" said that Zhang Zhizhen is not a muddy mud and can't get on the wall, mainly because his identity is too different. Everyone present is a very human minister!! Take out a random person, she is ashamed to be a concubine. What's more, the current head of the concubine is one of the wives.

What's more, now the queen is dead...... （－_－|||...... ）

She is the real ** first! The queen in the past, the prince and princess now, order her every morning to say goodbye.

This play should be ...... It is said that Xiao Fengxian, a famous prostitute in the early days of the Republic of China, if she followed a migrant worker, she would be the target of anti-pornography; if she followed Cai Yi, she would stay forever; if she followed Sun Yat-sen, she might become the mother of the country.

It's not about what you do, it's about who you do it with.

Of course, Song Xia can't say this to Zhang Zhiqing. But just in time, the troupe finished singing a ......

"Okay~!" Song Xia applauded, and everyone naturally boasted about it.

"Reward~." Song Xia waved his hand, anyway, he didn't understand Peking Opera. But when it comes to the quintessence of the country, it is still necessary to support it. And he can lick his face and sing to the emperor of the feudal empire, not to mention his courage. But you have to have a solid foundation......

And Song Xia also feels very sorry for these Peking Opera actors, saying that the greasy one on his face~~!

At this time, I was rewarded, and of course my face was full of chrysanthemums. And then naturally it is to thank you~!

"Very good, you guys go down......" As soon as Song Xia's words came out, this meant that there was no need to sing the next play...... So—

"Your Majesty, today is a festive season, take this opportunity. The concubine will give everyone a song to stroke the qin......" Knowing that Song Xia didn't like Peking Opera at all, Zhang Zhiqing, who felt that he couldn't seem to be cold, took the opportunity to speak.

But......

Song Xia naturally had his own plans to drive away the Peking Opera team. I couldn't help frowning and said-

"Zhizhen, you can play the piano to the widow and I can listen to it alone! I am going to be angry that you are so despised about yourself!" Song Xia has an obvious meaning, you are not singing now, why are you playing the piin for your subordinates?!

"Your Majesty, the concubine is wrong,......" Zhang Zhizhen knelt with tears in his eyes. Song Xia immediately pulled her up helplessly-

"Kneel down again, all right, don't look. Would it be nice to play a tune for you?"

"Ah???h

Well, don't blame Zhang Zhizhen for being blinded, even everyone who has been ignoring Zhang Zhizhen has been blinded!

I'm fork, what's going on.

Everyone thinks that Song Xia named Zhang Zhizhen as a concubine, which obviously shows that he has not forgotten his roots. Just now, I felt that this concubine's despised behavior had angered the emperor, and she might be taken the opportunity to be sent to the cold palace or something...... But now~~, what's the situation??

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the emperor walk up to the stage and suddenly took out a piece of cloth.

Of course, everyone has seen the so-called tricks (magic). But Song Xia's tricks are really superb, and when the cloth is turned over, he instantly changed to a set of black services that everyone has never seen?

And the hair was also scattered behind the back, tied with a thin rope into a low ponytail. The most powerful thing is the beard, the original goatee, which was instantly sorted into the artist's beard~. It is full of strange textures......

tidied up the bow tie, and Song Xia, who hadn't worn a tuxedo for a long time, was also a little unaccustomed to it. However, the so-called grape wine luminous cup, for the next performance, Song Xia also let it go!

The cloth flipped over, and a piano appeared on the stage.

This king of music was made out by Song Xia five hundred years in advance.

Everyone held their breath inexplicably, only to see that Song Xia was very professional, this kind of exotic aristocratic momentum was completely eye-catching, and a famous Shijie song;

With Song Xia's hands, he played smoothly......

In other words, the piano was originally learned by Song Xia in order to pick up girls, and now he is older. With all kinds of deep understanding, this piano skill has also been upgraded......

The so-called music represents the voice of the heart, and the Song Xia with a high realm, jishu is a secondary thing......

"I didn't expect Bixia to be so proficient in music, could this instrument be a Western pipe organ?" exclaimed a knowledgeable minister.

"No way, I've seen the organ. This instrument is a bit like that. But it's definitely not an organ! I'm sure of that. Another minister replied.

"Quiet!

You don't want to live anymore. Another minister whispered. The emperor played for you, and you dared to slip the trumpet, you are really bold......

Well, no matter how well Song Xia plays the piano. Anyway, Zhang Zhizhen was completely conquered both mentally and physically......

Anyway, Lao Song, do you have to do a lot of hard work for a public toilet-level green building duck?

But what's more interesting about this is that-

Zhang Zhizhen wants to play the piano, which is to practice himself. Eye-catching......

Song Xia stroked the piano for Zhang Zhiqing, and also practiced himself. But......

Even if some people are white-eyed, but white-eyed people are only superficial white-eyed~. In fact, in my heart, I am getting closer and closer to Song Xia......

At least the Seven Princes faction is at ease......

At the end of the song, it naturally won full applause...... Old Song Dabu flipped over and turned back into a dragon robe goatee. Everything fell asleep soundly just now~......

And there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, zuihou, under the fireworks of a few salutes, the banquet is over.

A festival of integrity. Your wives and children are still waiting for the festival at home, and Song Xia can't hold them and not let go, right?

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