"Old Gong, I'm afraid you don't mean well?" Xiao Chen said with a smile, "But this name is too convoluted, and it is inappropriate to say it again. Emperor Gong Zhong, do you pronounce it like 'Emperor in the Palace'?" ?' Is your son loyal to the emperor, or does he want to be the emperor in the palace?"
"Yeah? What you said makes sense, doesn't it?" Gong Shouli was shocked when he heard this, and regained his senses, "Lin Qi, you are the most knowledgeable kid. I'll let you pick a name."
He treated Xiao Chen, the most talented person in the world, as nothing.
"Oh, I don't dare to do this." Lin Qi waved his hands repeatedly.
"He doesn't dare me to come." Ling'er said hurriedly, "Today is Xiaonian, isn't it? Then let my eldest nephew be called Gong Xiaonian!"
"Keke, his little aunt, your name is really good, but it's useless." Luzhu covered her mouth and laughed back and forth.
"Why?" Ling'er was very unhappy. It was obviously very nice.
"My grandfather had this name." Gong Shouli said with a smile, "Do you think it can be used?"
"Ah... it's offensive." Ling'er grinned, thought for a while and then said, "Since you are loyal to the emperor, you might as well call me Gong Zhongjun. In other words, let's call him Hutou. You see, he has a tiger head and a tiger head."
"Tiger head? What's this name?" Gong Shouli was dissatisfied and thought it was too tacky.
"This is also true. Gu Kaizhi's small character back then was Tiger Head." Lin Qi said with a smile.
"Oh? Really?" Gong Shouli was happy again when he heard this. "Since all the great talents and great painters have this name, then my son should be the one too."
Please save your worries. "Xiao Chen said, "Old Gong, you should go ask the emperor to give the baby a name. You, old Gong, have this face, and the emperor will be very happy. "
"Yes, yes, I've forgotten how happy I was." Gong Shouli clapped his head happily and stared at everyone, "I was so happy that I forgot about it. Why are you all confused too? You all came here empty-handed. Is that true?"
"People only give gifts when the moon is full. What a gift to give at this time." The fat man said with a smile.
"Fat Master, what are you talking about?" Gong Shouli said with a smile, "I gave it to you on the full moon, why don't you just stop giving it to me on the 100th day? I also lost a lot of money some time ago, so I must make use of this time to get it." Zhang Zhixi, please take back your capital! Xiao Chen, I’m talking about you, kid, don’t pretend you can’t hear Ang!”
"It's okay to give gifts, but you have to let me come up with the baby's nickname for this baby." Xiao Chen said, "I think it will be called Jinnu."
"You fart!" Gong Shouli said angrily, "I have been a slave all my life. Is it possible that my son still needs to use this nickname and become a slave like me?"
"Eunuch Gong, you have misunderstood." Lin Qi said with a smile, "Emperor Liu Yu of the Song Dynasty was nicknamed Deyu, and his nickname was Jinu. This is the nickname of an emperor, how can he be despicable?"
"You scholars are really annoying!" Gong Shouli replied with anger, "You like to breathe heavily when you talk..."
"Besides, for children, it's better to give them a humble nickname so that they can be supported easily. Dugulou's son's nickname is Gou'er, and it was Mr. Chen Jisheng who gave it to him personally." The fat man said with a smile.
"Then I don't need Xiao Chen's. I don't know how to get it myself?" Gong Shouli said. After sending a few people off, they happily went straight to the palace to see the emperor to announce the good news.
Li Wanjiang looked happy when he saw him, but he still didn't know where the joy came from? After all, Gong Shouli had never seen him so happy after following him for so long, and his ugly face turned into a flower when he smiled.
I was very happy to hear that he had given birth to a son and asked me to help him choose a name, but he was still polite and said, "This is your son, you should choose the name."
"I don't dare to hide it from the emperor. I really chose one, called Emperor Gong Zhong... with a small character of tiger head, and his nickname is Jinu." Gong Shouli said.
"Hahaha, I'm afraid you don't have good intentions as a guardian?" Li Wanjiang laughed heartily when he heard this, "But it sounds too difficult to pronounce. I think I'll call him Sixian. The two characters are Hutou and Jinu. Okay, so it turns out that you have also read books."
"This slave has followed the Emperor, and has received a little bit of edification." Gong Shouli said, "This slave thanks the Lord for his kindness!"
"Since I have given you a name, there must be a reward. Let's give Gong Sixian the third rank of Yunqi Lieutenant. If he makes great contributions to me in the future, I will also give him a title, no matter how high it is!" Li Wanjiang said.
"You definitely don't want to be this slave!" Gong Shouli was overjoyed and knelt down and kowtowed with a bang.
"If you keep the etiquette, who can? Of course this is the son's father's name, but in the future, if you keep the etiquette, you are afraid that the father is more valuable than the son?" Li Wanjiang said.
"Oh, the emperor's words really mean this servant's heart..." Gong Shouli was so moved that he shed tears.
If there is life, then there will be death. Life and death, reincarnation and reincarnation. It has been like this for thousands of years.
On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, at the execution ground in the northern suburbs of Fengyang City, a group of Langya prisoners knelt in a large area on the cold snow, identifying themselves and waiting for the execution at three quarters of noon.
Shao Wenzhao, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, personally supervised the beheading of the officials. Chen Ming, the Director of the Jinyi Guards, Li Toyota, a doctor in the Ministry of War, and Wu Fazheng, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and other relevant departments also came to the scene to supervise the beheadings.
"It's cold out here," Chen Ming said, "I wish I had prepared some hot wine."
"It doesn't matter whether you drink or not, but when these people are about to die, they don't have a bowl of farewell wine." Li Toyota has always been so tough in his speech.
"These are all imperial prisoners. Everyone is hiding for fear of not being able to catch up. Who dares to come and take advantage of the bad luck?" Wu Fazheng said, "Actually, Master Shao Wenzhao did not prohibit seeing off or anything, but no one came."
A few people were talking when they suddenly saw a group of carriages and horses covered with white cloth coming slowly. The leader was none other than Lin Qi, the son of Lin Dongyang?
They all knew each other and hurried up to ask Mr. Lin what he was doing here.
This means that he was ordered by Lord Xiao to collect the corpses of these imperial prisoners?
After all, only Xiao Chen can do this. "It's none of Brother Xiao's business." Lin Qi said in a deep voice, "My father had some friendship with Duan Fengnian before he was alive, so he specially ordered his younger brother to come and see his family off and collect their bodies for burial. Even Chang Yu and the others had I met my little brother in Baisha City, and we had some friendship, so I sent him as a gift, but I don’t know what to do with him?"
"This is Lord Dongyang's high righteousness and Mr. Lin's face, so what else can't be done?" Wu Fazheng said, "Just now we discussed getting some straw mats and hiring a few people to bury them all. It’s just right that Mr. Lin comes to do this.”
Chen Ming, Li Toyota and others all nodded in agreement.
"Thank you so much, adults. I will keep it in my heart." Lin Qi looked solemn and bowed deeply to the people. "I also prepared some wine and wanted to see them off. Is this the right thing to do?"
Several people said yes, but if you want to go, you should go quickly. It will be three quarters to noon. If you miss the time, you won't be able to do it.
Lin Qi waved over a servant, carried a wine jar, and a white porcelain bowl. Under everyone's gaze, he went straight to Duan Jin and the other four brothers...
