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The halfway bride of the underworld family

During Bo Gao's funeral, the envoys of the Kong family had not arrived yet, and Ran Zi took the silk bundle and rode a horse to lead them. Confucius said: "Strange! It makes me disloyal to Bo Gao."

The cannon fodder male supporting role

Wang, Liu and Lin Gong looked at He Huqi, but He Huqi just looked at the documents and ignored them. The king said to He, "I have come here with Lord Lin to see you. I hope you will put aside your daily routine and respond to profound words. Why do you have to lower your head to look at this?" He said, "If I don't look at this, how can you survive?" Everyone thought it was a good idea.

Longing turns into a short song

Prime Minister Wang rested his head on Zhou Boren's knees, pointed at his belly and asked, "What do you have in here?" He replied, "This is empty, but it can hold hundreds of you."

Rebirth: Killer Queen Strikes Back

In this month, the sun reaches its limit, the moon reaches its limit, and the stars return to the sky. The number is about to end, and the year is about to begin again. He is focused on the farmers and does not use them. The emperor, together with the dukes, ministers, and officials, reviewed the state code and discussed the seasons in preparation for the coming year. He ordered the historian to rank the dukes and give them sacrifices to share the feasts of the emperor of heaven, the god of the land, and the land of the grain. He ordered the states with the same surname to share the fodder for the temples. He ordered the prime ministers, ministers, and common people to count the number of lands and fields, and give them sacrifices to share the worship of the mountains, forests, and famous rivers. All the people in the nine states and islands of the world all contributed their efforts to share the worship of the emperor of heaven, the god of the land, the grain, the temples, the mountains, forests, and famous rivers.

Nine Imperial God Emperor

I want to work hard too.

Wang Ziyou went to see Mr. Xie and asked, "What is a seven-character poem?" Ziyou answered, "It is as majestic as a colt that can run a thousand miles, and as light as a duck in the water."