Chapter 534

However, although the man changed his mouth in time, Song Ci didn't let the other side off easily.

"Have I ever said that no matter who you are, you should call me your majesty?" Song Ci asked slowly, but his eyes were not half tolerant.

The man lowered his head deeply, knelt heavily on the ground, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.

"Yes, your majesty." He said in a low voice, a burst of chagrin in his heart. He knew that his majesty cared about his own identity. How could he be blinded by lard and forget this this time!

Song Ci didn't care what he was thinking. He took a deep look at him and said, "you've been with me for a long time. I'm used to it."

Don't understand why Song Ci suddenly mentioned such words, that person in the heart a suspicion, even didn't resist to look up, secretly eyes on Song Ci.

So the two people looked at each other.

The man's heart beat for a while, quickly took back his eyes, but the look in Song Ci's eyes was more and more deep.

"It's just that since you don't keep my words in mind, you really need to be punished." Song Ci said.

For such an evaluation, the man wanted to refute, but his fingertips rubbed twice on the ground, and he suppressed the impulse.

Looking at his submissive posture, Song Ci felt a little satisfied.

"Take the punishment yourself," Song Ci said.

Under the deliberate promotion of Song Ci, the news that he was going to hold a grand ceremony spread all over the country, and the general who was in a hurry to the capital also heard the news.

He clenched the reins in his hand. The great power from his neck made the horse lift its front hooves. The man stood up and hissed in his mouth.

Although all people believe in the general's ability, but suddenly looking at this scene, their hearts still can not help but across a touch of panic.

"General?" Someone stopped and asked anxiously, "are you ok?"

Clenching his fist, the general turned over and dismounted, and walked around aimlessly in the same place. His face was ever-changing, but he was always a bit angry and ferocious.

He fell into his own thinking and didn't hear the voice of the people around him at all.

However, the people nearby also understood his idea and looked at each other. Then someone turned around and ordered the army to set up camp and wait for the general to calm down before making plans.

As time went by, the general's eyes became more and more dim, and there were drops of blood in his hands, which quickly disappeared on the dry soil, leaving only a few dark shadows.

Suddenly, the general seemed to think of something. He stopped in a hurry and asked, "has anyone heard from your majesty?"

No one can be mistaken about the person your majesty refers to.

They tried to recall all the news they got, but finally they could only shake their heads.

"Never heard of it."

Hearing the answer from the side, the general's face immediately sank, and his despair almost took shape.

"Don't think about it, general. We are so far away from the capital that it's easy for anyone to block information deliberately."

There was a slow voice coming from the side, falling gently in the general's heart.

"You're right!" The general's eyes lit up slowly, and he said without thinking.

He had such a quick reaction and wanted to know that it was not just the comfort of the man.

At this time, the general is like a drowning man, and the words of the population are the only rope that can save him. He can only believe it.

"In that case, we don't have to rush back to Beijing." The general pondered, "it's better to send a team of people to check first."

The people nearby did not speak, but this did not hinder the general's enthusiasm.

He said to himself and soon decided what to do next, just waiting for the implementation.

Because of the general's troops, Song Ci never forgot him.

But although he was lucky enough to get the throne, his foundation in the capital was not very deep. Because of this, he could only suppress the impulse to send people to find the general.

Time flowed quickly, and soon it was the auspicious day.

The day before, Song Ci was already excited.

In his mind, he quickly passed the excitement that he had seen in his life, which was close to success, and the resentment that he accidentally fell off the cliff. All these emotions hatched in his heart and finally became calm.

"Sire," cried the waiters, lowering their voice, as they approached carefully before dawn.

After the thick tent, Song Ci's eyes are very bright.

Hearing the call, he sat up even though he didn't want to, and then he got out of bed.

But when his finger touched the tent, he suddenly noticed something wrong, and his movements were stiff for a while.If he is too anxious, will they laugh at himself in their heart? But if it slows down at this time, won't it make them see the joke as well?

"Your Majesty?" The little eunuch didn't know what Ling Tianwang thought. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, he couldn't help but gather together. He asked in a low voice with some doubts, "can I wait for you to dress?"

Hearing the voice coming from the side, Song Ci suddenly regained his mind. He blinked his eyes and depressed his thoughts.

"Well," recalling the other party's words, Song Ci opened the tent as if nothing had happened and came out.

In order to show the prudence of the ceremony, Song Ci was respectfully asked to sit on the chair, and was allowed to move for a long time.

Since the previous failure, Song Ci has not worn such a solemn dress for a long time. He looks at himself in the bronze mirror, and the light in his eyes is more and more bright.

He must step lingtianwang into the mud completely, so that he can't turn over.

With this in mind, Song Ci has no emotional change on the surface.

With a reserved nod, he opened his mouth under the expectant and nervous eyes of the people beside him and said, "there's a lot of reward."

Hearing this, those people felt relieved and knelt down on the ground with happy faces, kowtowing Song Ci's grace.

Perhaps in order to show the difference between himself and Ling Tianwang, the etiquette of Song Ci was very complicated.

Those ministers who had experienced three dynasties in a short period of one year silently and obediently followed the guidance of the ceremony officials, worshiping, kowtowing, kneeling and walking. When the ceremony finally ended, they were all dizzy.

But under the gaze of Song Ci, they did not dare to show any impatience, so they had to hang their heads and regard themselves as a puppet without feelings.