110. Chapter 110 A subject has a female name Zhezhe 5
I looked at the little Thirteen on the throne with great pity. Today is his fifth birthday, five years old! At the age of five, he accepted a concubine. I guess he is an unprecedented emperor and an unprecedented king, right?
Alas, but, little Thirteen, you will have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines in the future anyway. You can keep this Zhezhe for now, just as a contribution to the lifelong happiness of your imperial uncle and senior sister. !
"Hahahaha, Your Majesty, Your Highness the King of Qin, are you still impressed by the songs and dances of South Vietnam?" Meng Ge clapped his hands and smiled proudly.
Senior Brother Xiaobai on the high seat took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "Princess Zhezhe's singing and dancing are truly extraordinary."
In front of me, there was lotus root powder and osmanthus sugar cake in a delicate little dish. Each piece seemed to have the face of Senior Brother Xiaobai. I picked up a piece and bit it down hard. Hum, I bit off your left eye that was glaring randomly, and swallowed what you thought. The right eye that goes out of the wall, hum!
Meng Ge looked around at all the courtiers and nobles, "I wonder, dear ministers, do you think the little girl's singing voice is still pleasant to your ears, and your dancing skills are still good enough to watch?"
The sycophants below naturally sang and praised him, but in the end they all concluded that "Your Majesty is wise, His Highness the King of Qin is wise."
Meng Ge seemed uneasy without everyone's approval. He smiled and asked Xiao Shisan, "Your Majesty, what do you think of my little girl's dance?"
As soon as Meng Ge said these words, a flash of light flashed through his mind. Oops, could it be that Meng Ge had betrayed his promise and regretted it, and wanted to transfer his "little daughter" to his thirteenth son?
Ah bah! Give it to Little Thirteen... to be a nanny?
Little Thirteen held up his chubby cheeks and said, "I'm still young and can't understand singing and dancing."
When the veterans heard this, they couldn't even breathe, and they were all in agony. I secretly speculated that perhaps these veterans thought that His Majesty, whether he is five years old or fifty years old, should go to the hospital. Knowing astronomy and geography is just a matter of singing and dancing. If you really don’t understand...if you really don’t understand, you have to pretend to understand!
Before the veterans could catch their breath, Xiao Shisan said again: "Although I don't know how to sing and dance, I feel very happy when I see the princess's sister looks like a fairy descending from heaven." Xiao Shisan said sincerely and clearly. Sincerity, even Na Zhezhe blushed slightly with embarrassment.
This is not the case for those old ministers! A bunch of old bones swallowed back the breath they just gasped for, and their faces were all purple.
Alas, these old stubborns probably lamented that, thanks to the great ancestor, the little emperor was so lustful at a young age, and when he grew up, he had to indulge in the harem, unable to get up from the fragrant couch of his concubines and maidens every day!
Many years later, I, Ye Rong, recall what happened today with endless emotion——
Who says that an emperor through the ages cannot love beauty? I have no knowledge!
Of course, this is a later topic and will not be mentioned.
Perhaps when he heard that his daughter was praised by His Majesty, Meng Ge laughed so wildly that it was deafening, "Hahahaha, I thank you for your love on behalf of my little daughter! Your Majesty is very discerning, and I happen to have a gift for you."
Meng Ge clapped his hands, and Na Zhezhe stepped forward and relaxed slightly. Meng Ge looked at Little Thirteen with a smile, "Your Majesty, I wonder if Your Majesty likes it?"
South Vietnamese women are so unrestrained. In front of the civil and military officials of the court, Princess Zhezhe turned her charming eyes, like a wave of autumn water, washing away the eternal waves.
I... I was stunned, what the hell, Meng Ge’s head has grown hair, or is it rusty? Do you really want to give your 28-year-old daughter to a little baby?
