The reception banquet was still held in Guyi Garden. When Jiang Mo and the others arrived, most of the guests had already arrived and taken their seats.

The emperor sat at the top, and the lower seat was empty, which was obviously reserved for Jiang Mo. Mr. Du, Mrs. Du, and the Chen family and their sons were sitting on the platform below, the closest to the imperial front.

When Zhao Hong saw Jiang Mo coming, he asked Fang Cheng to come over and lead him to a seat.

At the reception banquet, Zhao Hong wanted to reward the officials who had made great contributions to this campaign, the most important of which were Chen Ji and Chen Yu's father and son, and even Jiang Mo's status rose with the tide. Not only the concubines and concubines of the harem, but even the ministers of the previous dynasties, had a different view on this newly promoted Lord Guiqing.

This Lord Guiqing is good-looking and had a friendship with the emperor when he was a child. Now he has entered the palace and is deeply favored by the emperor. , It can be said that in this harem, no one's limelight can overwhelm him.

It is a pity that it is a twin son who is not easy to conceive, otherwise the position of the mother of this country is properly what he has in his pocket.

Everyone had different thoughts underneath, but Jiang Mo didn't know what these courtiers were thinking, or if he knew, he wouldn't care, and only concentrated on eating the dishes in front of him.

He noticed that today was the same as the last time, there was a three-season braised fish belly, and the taste was still the same.

At this moment, Meng Jiao suddenly handed two more plates of fish belly in front of him, and whispered, "Master, this is what the emperor saw that you like to eat, and specially ordered the following to prepare it for you."

Jiang Mo was stunned for a while, then looked up subconsciously in Zhao Hong's direction, and saw that he was also looking at him, as if he was looking forward to seeing his reaction.

Seeing him look over, Zhao Hong smiled subconsciously at him, and then probably felt that this would undermine the majesty of the emperor, so he straightened his face again, and continued to eat the food in front of him seriously.

Jiang Mo pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips couldn't help overflowing a little smile, he always felt that such an emperor was a little cute.

After the banquet was over, the emperor was busy arranging these soldiers and implementing the awards one by one, so he was so busy that he did not enter the harem for several days. After finally waiting for him to be free, the first person to meet is undoubtedly Jiang Mo again.

"Guiqing, the emperor ordered a servant to come and pick you up, and Bu Nian is already waiting outside." The person who came to pick him up was Fang Cheng, the chief eunuch who served the emperor.

When he came, Jiang Mo was actually asleep, but the emperor wanted to see him, so of course he had to get up. Zuo Dong waited on Jiang Mo to change his clothes, and then followed Fang Cheng away.

Fortunately, there is a chariot, so he doesn't need to walk, and he can take the opportunity to wake up on the chariot, so as not to lose his honor in front of the imperial court.

As they walked, Jiang Mo realized that they were not going in the right direction, as if they were not heading for the emperor's palace.

"Director Fang, where are you going?" Jiang Mo couldn't help but ask.

Fang Cheng said with a smile: "I also ask Guiqing to stay calm, I'll be there in a while."

It didn't take long for Bu Nian to enter the Imperial Garden, and went straight to the lake. If it wasn't for the fact that Zhang Qian was dead and Fang Cheng was not manipulated by the puppet talisman, Jiang Mo would probably think that Fang Cheng was deliberately tricking him and wanted to murder him.

In the evening, there was no one around the lake in the Imperial Garden. Except for the moonlight and the dim lanterns in the hands of the palace servants, there was almost no light at all, which was really scary.

"Director Fang..." Jiang Mo was about to speak when Bu Nian stopped.

"Your Highness, please come with me."

Jiang Mo glanced at the guards and palace servants around, and after all he was still calm, he followed Fang Cheng into the Huxin Pavilion.

However, when he entered the Huxin Pavilion with his front foot, he saw a little fluorescent light around him on the back foot, and a large number of fireflies appeared out of nowhere, flying around him in the moonlight.

This picture is so beautiful that Jiang Mo was a little stunned for a while.

"Today is your birthday." Zhao Hong's magnetic voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "There are no rules for the concubine's birthday in the palace, so I will quietly celebrate it for you."

As soon as Jiang Mo turned his head, he saw Zhao Hong, who was wearing a uniform, walking out from behind the pillar with a lotus lantern in his hand, but Fang Cheng and the other palace servants disappeared without knowing when.

"I heard from Master Du that there is a folk saying that you can make a wish by lighting a lamp and putting it in the lake." Zhao Hong said, handing the lotus lamp in his hand to him, "Would you like to try it? "

Seeing that Jiang Mo was stunned and didn't speak, Zhao Hong took out a Kongming lantern like a juggler, "If you don't like putting lanterns by the lake, you can try this flying lantern."

He raised the two lamps in his hand in a pleasing manner, and asked in a low voice, "Want to try it?"

Jiang Mo looked at the nervous look on Zhao Hong's face in front of him. He was young, his facial features were still a little childish, and his black pupils were very brightly reflected by the firelight. At this time, Zhao Hong, where is the emperor who is more than ten million people? He's just a hairy boy anxious to make his sweetheart happy.

Jiang Mo could hardly control the expression and enthusiasm on his face, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, only to feel a sour feeling somewhere in his heart.

"Well, try it." Jiang Mo reached out and took the Kongming lantern, the corners of his mouth rose slightly uncontrollably.

Seeing him smiling, Zhao Hong softened his brows.

The two of them lit the Kongming lantern and put on the lotus lantern together. Like two children, they were playing and strolling in this imperial garden. After playing for half an hour, their foreheads were slightly sweaty.

Jiang Mo said: "Why did the emperor think of suddenly wanting to celebrate my birthday?"

Zhao Hong turned his eyes slightly, "I heard that you haven't been out of the house much recently, and you've been stuck in the palace all day, I'm afraid you're not in a good mood."

Jiang Mo pursed his lips. He was really not interested in anything recently, because he was waiting for the opportunity to leave, but he couldn't always wait for a suitable time. He never thought that when the emperor was busy with government affairs, he would still will notice this.

"I can't remember what happened when I was a child, but I know how much effort you put in to enter the palace." Zhao Hong said, suddenly holding his hands, "I understand your intentions, I will definitely not in this life. Blame you."

"Your Majesty...?" Jiang Mo's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this.

"Are you willing to be my Zitong?" Zhao Hong grabbed his hand and tightened it again, looking over with bright eyes.

Jiang Mo only felt that his palm was terrifyingly hot, and his heart was beating uncontrollably. He wanted to say something uncomfortably, but he opened his mouth, but he still couldn't say the words of rejection.

He thought he was probably bent.

...

In the Meridian year, Emperor Wen of Zhou abdicated and traveled around the world with the Queen.

Zhou Wendi Zhao Hong was diligent in government and cherished the people all his life, and created the great Zhou Dynasty. The love story between him and the queen Du Yunyi is also widely circulated among the people.

The emperor and the queen were two little things, but then the emperor was sent to the mountain to learn the arts, and the queen suddenly gained weight and was trapped at home until the emperor ascended the throne. , was finally successfully selected.

After the reunion of the emperor and empress, they were very affectionate. The emperor sent all the concubines and concubines from the harem to leave the palace for the empress. Because these beautiful girls were not favored, and they were not very old, so under the emperor's behest, the Ministry of Rites replaced them. They found another marriage.

The queen mother was reluctant, but in a hunt, the queen disregarded the danger, blocked the assassin for the emperor, and almost lost her life, the queen mother finally accepted the male queen.

In the expectation of everyone, two years later, the queen gave birth to a smart little prince. At the age of five, he was named a prince and accepted the emperor's full teaching.

Two generations of Mingjun, once prosperous.

Until the emperor died, the so-called opportunity that Jiang Mo had been waiting for finally came.

[Jiang Mo: 008, get out of this world. 】

[System: Yes. 】

Jiang Mo's spiritual body floated in the system space, looking at his points balance, he couldn't help but feel bitter. After completing the task, he still chose to stay in this world for 50 years, which does not require consumption of points, but during the stay, in order to continue to live at ease, he exchanged a physique enhancer, a revival pill, There is also a pregnancy pill, and almost half of the points earned by completing the task are consumed. How can he not feel distressed?

But there is nothing he can do. The son of luck cares about him so much. If he suddenly leaves, I am afraid that the son of luck will collapse emotionally, and it will not be good to cause the collapse of the small world, right?

Jiang Mo found a reason for himself, ignoring the annoying voice in his heart, "You are bent, you are bent, you are bent", and then he finally feels less lost.

[System: Master, do you want to continue with the next mission? 】

【Jiang Mo: Well, let’s continue. 】

******

Jiang Mo woke up with a splitting headache. He was full of alcohol and was lying on the sofa in a ktv box with an equally drunk woman in his arms.

The deafening sound of music resounded throughout the box. Jiang Mo looked up and saw shadowy figures standing or sitting, or overlapping each other, making ambiguous sounds.

His hands and feet are soft, and his brain is in chaos under the influence of alcohol. His body apparently died of alcohol poisoning, but the irony is that with so many people around, none of them noticed anything about him.

[Jiang Mo: 008, get rid of the alcohol in my body. 】

[System: Yes, 10 points will be deducted. 】

Soon, Jiang Mo felt relieved, and his head was no longer groggy.

[System: Master, have you started to receive world line and mission target information? 】

【Jiang Mo: Yes. 】

Soon, information about the world was quickly imported into his mind.

This is a fictional world. The child of luck he wants to protect is a big jeweler in this world. He started from scratch by gambling stones and has a very good business vision. The jewelry company grew and became a wealthy businessman second to none. Because of his experience in the orphanage as a child, while making money, he did not forget to do charity, and helped many children with the same fate as him.

However, the appearance of time and space aliens shattered all this beauty.

This traverser has the ability to see through, and can easily see through the inside of the gambling stone, and he is also familiar with the plot. He has cut his beard many times when the son of luck is gambling on the stone. With blue eyes, he even married his daughter to him.

The traveler completely took away everything that should have belonged to the son of luck, and he also targeted him everywhere. In order to fear that he would make a comeback, he even sent someone to break his legs, making the son of luck impoverished and miserable to death.

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