The so-called day is going to rain, and the mother wants to get married, at the same time, Huo Yuhao is here to persuade talented people normally and let him see the point.

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If you don't persuade you like this, what else can you do?

Persuade him not to open the point??

Coincidentally, at this time, in the distant parallel realm, some people are also persuading......

"Brother Yu, don't code, let's sleep......

What do you say codewords are most afraid of?

Codewords are most afraid of being disturbed, once the train of thought is interrupted, you can't pick it up if you want to...... But it can't be helped-

"Obediently, don't bother me, it's almost fine~~

…… Never mind. Don't write it, obediently I'm coming~~"

"Ah~!!!I'm letting you sleep, not letting you ...... Hmm~~Hmm~~Woowoo~~~~"

How can I say it, is the so-called gentle township a hero's mound......

"Well~ forget it. If you drag it, you will drag it, and this time I will let you go...... It's not bad for this chapter anyway. 』

In this way, the young man named Yu began the life of the wine pond meat forest again.

And on the computer side, if you look closely, you will find out. It turns out that the book he wrote, the words are jumping up one by one......

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It was late at night, alone and alone, bent over his waist, Song Xia moved his body a little staggeringly. Feed the boring face......

He was about to go to rest, but suddenly turned his head for no reason and looked at the golden throne! He couldn't find the slightest joy on his face, nor could he see the pride of being invincible and proud of the world, and he couldn't even see the arrogance of a king.

At this time, he was just an old man who was dying of fate and curse, exhausted and dragged to the end of his fate......

The reverse in my head. It's all painful and helpless memories. In the twilight of life, if the memories are painful. It's really a life for nothing......

Of course, there are also good ones. But it is precisely because of these beautiful things that those sorrows and evils are highlighted...... Because when you lose, it hurts more......

Some people say that Song Xia is a villain, but in fact, as a traverser, how many are not villains?

In fact, even if he didn't go to court recently, it was actually because the country didn't have any major events. Because many times he is very passive, such as the moment he ascends the throne, he has become a puppet named 'King'.

Whatever the truth, when sitting on the throne that symbolizes absolute power, no matter how long you desire to be free. If you will still become a king, you should occupy your consciousness with habitual thinking such as benefiting the country and the people.

When he wore the laurel crown symbolizing the Son of Heaven, he became one with countless emperors of the past and the future. Since then, it has become a drama that controls the life and death rights of the world......

Spider-Man's uncle said when he was dying: With great power comes great responsibility.

When the GS4200 was in place, I was able to understand the meaning of this sentence more and more......

Because I liked to rob people and mines in the icecrown glacier at the beginning, I chose a blue-rich copper that day.

When it arrived, there was a hunter standing next to the mine. Not far away, a thief was fighting three monsters, and the thieves were empty.

I'm~~~

The griffin was laid down right now, a divine storm + judgment + divine wrath, and the problem was easily solved. Leave!

Wave your sleeves. Don't take away a piece of evil iron.

After the chivalrous deeds, it is natural to be extremely amorous (harmonious), for fear that others will not know their chivalrous deeds in the 'comprehensive' typing: Waha, the feeling of helping people is cool~! I suddenly felt that the red scarf on my chest was more colorful~.

By the way: because I didn't join the group, I didn't join the party. So I've always been a Young Pioneer......

After that, someone under the 'comprehensive' expressed disbelief, saying that I had robbed it. There are also claws...... (Corpse Keeper)

Then I said: The thief. Help me clarify, I really did a good thing.

After a while. The thief said, "I can prove that when I came to the mine, a hunter was beaten by a monster." I went to help, and then a knight came over and made a soy sauce.

Well, I was so cool in my heart at that time~ I suddenly remembered such a scene, I picked up my grandmother and sent her to the hospital...... My grandmother's son grabbed me by the collar and made me lose money. Then when the grandmother woke up, she said to her son earnestly: Son, this person is a good person, without him, my mother would not be able to see you~!!

But the reality is - I picked up my grandmother and took her to the hospital...... The grandmother's son told everyone that this person is a good person~. Later, when the grandmother woke up, she said to her son earnestly: He hit me! If it wasn't for my mother holding her breath, I would never see you again~!!

Well, I'm disciplined...... It seems that the thief is the real Lei Feng, but we are just a whim...... Do a good deed every day or something.

In short, life is always helpless, and thoughts are always running hairy......

Sixty-sixth birthday, yes, in fact, after my birthday this year, I will be seventy years old...... The reason why I say 66 years old is because life is rare for 70 years. In fact, it is a reason to take a cheap name with the children of rich and noble families.

The so-called seventy-three and eighty-four, Hades does not accept himself.

This means that people who live to be seventy-three and eighty-four years old is an unlucky 'hurdle' and is prone to death at this time.

In fact, this proverb has no scientific basis. But there is a rather extraordinary origin.

To know the Tao, the two ancient sages, Confucius and Mencius, died at the age of seventy-three and eighty-four. Confucius was born in 551 B.C. and died in 479 B.C. at the age of seventy-two and seventy-three.

Mencius was born in 372 B.C. and died in 289 B.C., at the age of eighty-three, and at the age of eighty-four.

Because the age of ancient people was calculated by imaginary years, Confucius died at the age of seventy-three, and Mencius died at the age of eighty-four......

Therefore, when the ancients were 70 and 80 years old, they would hide how old they were......

For example, the seventieth birthday is called six-six. Eighty years of life are called seventy-seven. If you live to be ninety or one hundred, then you are ninety or one hundred! Because you have earned it, you will say that you are happy and sad when you die.

It means that this old immortal finally kicked his legs......

Well, I'm self-disciplined, don't take the last sentence of the sprinkler family seriously.

Birthdays in the ancients weren't what they are now. Every year. Only the big birthday is over~. It's whole numbers like twenty, thirty, and so on. Even twenty years old is not possible, and many people choose an auspicious day to spend together...... This is also known as the crown ceremony, also known as the coming-of-age ceremony.

A child does that to die...... Back then, Song Xia wanted to celebrate Xiao Yang's birthday. was almost killed by Mu Nianci Nian......

I remembered the beginning, when I celebrated my sixtieth birthday. He was only five years old...... was still so young, at that time, I invited a few blind dates to make a lively scene, and many people didn't care about it, so he climbed on the longevity table and bit the longevity peaches...... I was beaten by Nian Ci~~.

When you think about it, you think............

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Hehe......

"How many floating clouds wanderer dreams~. Rushing to the countryside in the future...... Parents leaning on the window ~ looking forward to the news of their children ~ ~ how many winds and frosts have accumulated, and the parents have grown old ~ Don't be able to repay when they repent~ ~ Parents ...... kindness"

Recalling the past, I couldn't help but sing the chorus of "Kneeling Sheep", closed my eyes, and tears slipped down the corners of my mouth. I can't help but turn up an arc.

In the past, it was difficult for people to comprehend some things, and it was only when they got older that they would look back and find some ......

Suddenly, so to speak, suddenly, looking at the empty hall, looking at this magnificent deep palace.

Song Xia, he's homesick......

"This is retribution...... This is retribution......

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"Hand over the territory where the original Jin Kingdom is located, and I will build my burial place in Shangjing......!

The next day, Song Xia rarely went to the early dynasty. At the same time, Meng Ge was urgently summoned, and it was a sentence to split his head and cover his face. I can't afford it anymore...... So—

"Master~!

Ahem, the minister thinks that this matter is not appropriate. 」

"Shut up, there's nothing wrong with it! Jiu'er, if you don't let me, I'll kill all the way by myself, don't blame the ancestor for not reminding you in advance. It's - inch, grass, no, stay~!" The old man gestured with a severed head.

The old man said a word, and Lu Yuhang pushed it back.

The reason why he was scolded. It's not that Mongolia didn't say whether to let it or not, he shouted first. It's that you think it's so speechless. This country relies on the power of Lao Song alone. Lao Song died, so he had to be buried in the northernmost part.

In a word, it's hard to keep......

What if someone drinks it out and digs up your grave?

"That...... Ancestor, if you want land, there is naturally no problem with my son's Jin clan. But...... Be...... The other nobles below need an explanation. See if you can ......."

I heard that he was still calling his nickname for Song Xia. Meng Ge, who was less than thirty years old, was also helpless, he was the eldest son of Torre, and at that time, Torre worshipped Song Xia, the second uncle, because of Guo Jing. At that time, Mongolians called their grandparents all ancestors, so it was no problem whether Lao Song called himself or Meng Ge called it like that. It's just that no matter what, there is still to be face. Is it necessary to extort money or something......

"Jiu'er, what do you want~?" Song Xia asked without any nonsense.

"This ......"

Mongolian Khan, in fact, he is really afraid that Lao Song will kill whoever disagrees, in fact, it is a matter of face in the final analysis.

The so-called inch of rivers and mountains and an inch of blood, no matter how much the Mongols can invade, they will die. Then our side knocked down the territory, and your side opened your mouth to ask for it, and then the royal family nodded and gave it. What a chilling feeling~!

"It's not that Jiu'er wants anything, it's just ~ ask the ancestor Rong Jiu'er to go back and ......."

"Okay, I'll give you a month, and hopefully I'll get the answer I want after my birthday. 」

Before Mongolia finished speaking, Song Xia directly grabbed the words.

If it weren't for the era of information blockage in ancient times, Lao Song would definitely only give him one day.

"You come here and continue. Lao Song pointed to the dragon chair and looked at Zhao Yundao. After saying that, turn around and leave. The shelf of the shopkeeper is full of momentum......

Originally, Lu Yuhang still wanted to speak, but he was stopped by Zhao Gao, the seventh prince, and shook his head at him......

Nod your head, you know.

The two of them don't know when they got on a guy who seems to have a very tacit understanding, how to say it......

In fact, it is also simple, because Zhao Yu took refuge with Lu Yuhang some time ago. He is an old oilman, especially in weighing Zhao Yun......

At this time—

The old ancestor left, and Meng Ge also straightened up, didn't even say goodbye, turned around and swaggered away. Don't look like a grandson in front of Song Xia...... In fact, it is indeed the grandson...... The Mongolian word for Möngke means 'permanent'. So Song Xia felt that this little guy would be given to Feishi by Yang Guo sooner or later...... So it is omitted directly, and it is called Jiu'er. Torre agreed...... Can he disagree?

Anyway, there is no one who can afford to be there...... Naturally, they don't say hello.

"Hmph! Barbarians just don't understand the ...... of etiquette" Meng Ge left in a hurry, and it wasn't until he left the main hall that the surprised Zhao Yun frowned and said......

How so......

Only when the barbarians are gone, do you dare to complain, what's going on??

Lu Yuhang frowned. Anyway, he has a very good opinion of Zhao Yun...... So Zhao Yun's every move was a problem in his eyes. (To be continued......)