The sound of the word "good" disperses.

  People who reacted, their eyes all burst out infinite surprise.

  This opportunity is not only rare for the Qin state, but also extremely rare for their own family. Perhaps, after tonight, their family will undergo a complete transformation.

  At that moment, the elders of various aristocratic families all pulled their own disciples aside and whispered to them in a low voice, instructing them to get into the eyes of that person's law.

  Even Shao Baozi, who was abandoned by the Shao family, was no exception and said a few words after being repeatedly reminded.

  He can appear here, and it's all thanks to Mu Qingge.

  It turned out that the Shao family also knew about the Holy King's favor towards the young master of the Mu family. Although they didn't know the cause and effect, it didn't stop them from bringing their own spoiled son, Shao Pangzi, along with them.

  Perhaps the mysterious and unpredictable Holy Emperor would like this dish?

  Mo Xiong was equally excited, his thick and rough palms grasped and wrinkled his own brocade robe, then loosened it. He repeated this action several times, causing Mo Qing Song, who was sitting beside him, to cast a puzzled glance in his direction.

  Mu Xiong's entanglement also fell into Mu Lianrong's eyes.

  She sighed in her heart and said to her father, "Dad, don't think about it. No matter how poor our family is, we will not be the kind of people who fawn on others for personal gain."

  Being favored by the strongest man on Linchuan Continent might be a great joy. For the Mu family, it was the same. However, that was under the condition that the Mu family's successor was a talented person.

  If Mu Qing has a natural talent that surpasses others and can receive guidance from the Holy King, it would be extremely beneficial for her cultivation.

  However, Mu Qingge happened to have a physique that was unable to cultivate.

  In this way, if you still want to get close to him, it becomes dependent.

  In Mu Lianrong's view, the Mu family can be defeated, but their dignity cannot be lost. As long as their bloodline is not cut off, the Mu family will have a day to rise again. Therefore, whether Mu Qingge can gain the favor of the Holy King, she is not as obsessed as Mu Xiong.

  Mù Xiōng silently smiled bitterly, for the first time revealing his true feelings in front of his descendants: "What's the point of Mù Jiā's prosperity? What's the point of its downfall? I've seen through it all long ago. Now, I just want you all to be safe and sound, without any more unexpected events. Now, the Mù family is in a precarious situation, unable to move forward or backward. This old body of mine can protect you for a while, but not forever. Today is an opportunity, but I reckon it's also..." He trailed off, slowly shaking his head.

  But the meaning is already very clear.

  That day, perhaps the Holy King just happened to pass by and saw Mu Qingge bravely enduring punishment, so he looked at him with different eyes. But now, I'm afraid he already knew that his grandson had a useless physique, plus the talented people from various families around him, as well as the tiger-like gaze of the imperial family members.

  He's probably never going to give her a second glance again.

  "It turned out that the old man was still worried about this." The conversation between the two made Mu Qing's heart clear. Mu Xiong's wrinkles at the corner of his eyes almost made her unable to bear saying out the secret that she could already cultivate.

  But in the end, she still gritted her teeth and endured.

  Before the Mu family's situation is clear, she absolutely cannot expose herself, otherwise it will only accelerate the Mu family's downfall.

  While each household was busy with their preparations, the banquet had already begun.

  The palace maid brought up dishes and fine wine, and the songstress also rose to dance.

  After half a round of drinks, we finally got down to business.

  Qin Huang Qin Cang waved his hand, and the song girls retreated one after another, leaving only the high circular stage in the middle.

  He secretly took a glance at the person above, saw that his eyes were slightly narrowed, the corners of his mouth lightly raised, and without any displeasure, then loudly said: "Today is a rare opportunity, all you young men from various families, bring out what you have learned to entertain His Majesty the Holy King."

  After finishing speaking, he looked at his several favorite officials and winked secretly.

  According to previous arrangements, the prince will not appear on stage first. Instead, a few ordinary young masters from noble families will go on stage to show off, and only when the prince appears later will there be a comparison.

  The plan was excellent, but they underestimated Si Mo.

  Just as everything seemed to be going on as usual, after the first young master of the aristocratic family came on stage, Si Mo suddenly spoke up: "Innate martial skills are too boring, if you want to show off yourself, think about what else you can do."

  This was his first time speaking out such a long sentence tonight, but it broke Qin Huang's previous arrangement.

  His face changed several times, and he pursed his lips in silence.

  And the young master on stage was stunned and at a loss for what to do.

  "If you have no talent, then step down." Guanyu emerged from the darkness and coldly shouted at the scene. The bursting impact directly blasted that person off the stage.

  This scene made many people wake up from their fantasies and change their strategies.

  These young masters of aristocratic families usually focus on their cultivation every day, how would they have the mind to learn poetry, music, chess, books and paintings?

  His Majesty the Holy King wants to watch a talent show performance. At this moment, countless people in their hearts have a feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears.

  Among these aristocratic families, apart from the Mu family who had already distanced themselves, the Shao family was the most excited. The head of the Shao family, Shao Ping's father, suddenly felt that bringing Shao Ping along was indeed a wise decision.

  But then he suddenly despaired again.

  What else can your own son do besides eating, drinking, whoring and gambling that's worthy of being on stage?

  The banquet suddenly became awkward.

  Qin Cang was anxious and had cold sweat on his forehead, frequently exchanging glances with the Empress Dowager. Jiang Guifei and the Empress were also desperately hinting at their sons to come forward. However, that white-clad consort had a calm expression, even seeming somewhat distracted, with a hint of worry hidden in her eyes.

  No one dared to go on stage, Qin Cang's previous request seemed to have become a joke.

  He gazed at everything with a calm and collected expression, as if everything was under his control. From start to finish, he seemed not to have looked at Mu Qingge even once, but the latter's every move couldn't escape his line of sight.

  He appeared here today just to catch a glimpse of Xiaoge.

  Qin Yiyao struggled for a moment in her heart, gazing at the empty stage, suddenly pursed her lips and took a step forward.

  "What are you doing?"

  She had just taken a step forward when she was stopped by a cold warning voice. Her wrist was also clamped, the force so great that it almost made her think her bones were shattered.

  She raised her eyes and met her brother's icy gaze. "Brother." she murmured.

  Qin Jinhuang gave her a cold glance and sneered, "In such a situation, as a woman, you can only be an onlooker. What? Do you still want to go up and show off, competing with me for the opportunity?"

  "I don't have it." Qin Yiyao replied with downcast eyes, the courage she had mustered up in her heart had long since dissipated.

  "Hmph, there's no best." Qin Jinhao released Qin Yiyao's wrist and stopped looking at her.

  The interaction between the two was seen only by Prince Qin Jinxiu, who was standing aside, and no one else. He just smiled mockingly and averted his gaze.

  "This is the royal family's sibling affection." Looking at the back of her imperial brother, Qin Yiyao felt a chill in her heart.

  As for Empress Dowager and Emperor Taizong, she was a chess piece in the hands of the Mu family.

  To her mother and brother, she is also a chess piece that can be sacrificed at any time.

  No one came forward, losing the contrast, Qin Jinhuang saw Qin Jinxu again, and with a gritted teeth, he stood up and went towards the high platform.

  That majestic and dignified appearance that relieved the predicament made Qin Huang feel relieved, but also made the Crown Prince's eyes dark.

  The delicate face of Jiang Guifei also had a few more points of pride and arrogance.

  Qin Jinhuang stood in the middle of the stage, respectfully bowing towards Simo's direction. He then said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I've been too focused on my cultivation and neglected other skills. For now, only my piano skills are barely passable, so I'll play for Your Majesty to liven up the atmosphere. Please forgive me if it's not to your liking."

  After he finished speaking, the eunuch had already brought in the guqin.

  Qin Jin Huo elegantly sat down and gently plucked the strings with his fingers.

  Have to say, Qin Jinhao's qin skills are quite good.

  Mo Qingge lowered her eyes and listened quietly, savoring the moment in secret. It's just a pity...

  Ji couldn't help but shake his head, and Mu Qingge sneered at the foolish love expressed in the piano melody. If it were a heroic song with a strong and powerful sound, it would be more suitable for Qin Jianhao's identity.

  What a pity!

  It's all because someone came on stage without a brain.

  Mo Qingge silently lowered his eyes and took a sip of wine, making an evaluation in his heart.

  Qin Jinhuang finished the song, and the surrounding applause suddenly rose. However, Si Mo didn't show any reaction, nor did he give a single word of evaluation.

  Such a result caused Qin Jinhao's eyes to change and he retreated in dismay.

  With Rui Wang taking the lead, several other young masters took to the stage, performing in a way that was simply unimpressive. Watching them made Mu Qing feel bored and unenthusiastic. Finally, when the Crown Prince took the stage, he showed off his impressive sword skills, but still failed to stir even a ripple of emotion in Si Mo's eyes.

  The banquet is about to come to an end.

  Mochi thought she could finally go home and sleep.

  But unexpectedly, a strange and eerie voice suddenly came: "Mu Xiao, the young master, has always been famous for his name, why doesn't he want to go on stage to show off in front of His Majesty the Holy King?"

  Is it because of her beautiful songs that her name is widely known?

  It's notorious, isn't it!

  Everyone who heard this sentence couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  But Mu Qing, who was already slightly drunk, suddenly opened her eyes upon hearing this sentence. Her clear and cold gaze didn't have a hint of dizziness. She effortlessly found the person who spoke.

  On He's seat, she saw He Cheng's cold smile.

  "Indeed! Since Young Master Mu is naturally unable to cultivate, he must have more time to spend on romantic affairs. Why not invite Young Master Mu to take the stage?"

  In the crowd, some of the young masters who were on good terms with He Cheng also chimed in.

  Some people, although not familiar with He Cheng, transferred their dissatisfaction and resentment towards Si Mo to Mu Qing Ge.

  "Right, right! The young master's reputation as a dandy is renowned throughout the land. Being able to become the number one dandy in Luodu is also a kind of skill. Why don't we show off today and let everyone learn from us?"

  "I wonder if Young Master Miao is going to perform a 'fight for the queen of flowers' or a 'domineering the world' act?"

  Sneers rose from all directions, they seemed to have forgotten that Si Mo was present, and also forgot that this was the imperial palace. They just wanted to vent their discontent on a useless waste of a young master.

  "Why don't you ask Young Master Mu to compose a poem instead? I've heard that Young Master Mu is quite skilled at writing erotic poetry about women."

  Insulting words, all the more without restraint.

  The Qin Emperor seemed to have intentionally not stopped him, but instead appreciated Mu Xiong's increasingly ugly expression.

  "You guys... uh..." Xiao Pangzi wanted to slam his fist on the table, but was stopped by his own brother, who covered his mouth and silenced him.

  The young masters of the aristocratic families ridiculed and humiliated Mu Qing, making her a target for their frustrations. No one noticed the icy glint in Si Mo's eyes as he watched this group of ignorant and arrogant pillars of the Qin state with a gaze that seemed to bore into their souls.

  Digression

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