The next day, Qiaoyu led the delegation back to Wuyi, and the king of Song personally greeted him twenty miles. The ten sons of the Song king, the sons are luxurious; The only daughter Qiaoyu, gold and jade, jade among them, is the biggest masterpiece of his life. The fly in the ointment is that Qiaoyu is a daughter, and it is difficult for women to do it, and it is difficult for women to do it.

"Father," Qiaoyu greeted the King of Song, took a bottle of orange and carved flowers, and said coquettishly, "You taste, the valley is irrigated by mountain springs, and the cellar is a natural karst cave, which is ten years." ”

"Good, good," King Song took the wine bottle and laughed heartily.

"Father," Gongzi Liu also looked at a thing, with a smile on his face, "This thing is made of thatch, and it is called a grasshopper cage, which can be fed to fight with grasshoppers, and it is very interesting." ”

King Song slapped Gongzi Liu's face with his palm and scolded angrily: "If you don't make a weapon, go to see Mr. Zou, and you are not allowed to come out before the beginning of winter."

Childe Liu covered his face, his eyes cloudy. Childe Liu's biological mother, Mrs. Wei, was about to exonerate Childe Liu, but was glared back by King Song, and ran away crying.

"Father, a gentleman cultivates his self-cultivation, and he does not like things or feel sad about himself." Qiaoyu soothed, and glanced at Gongzi Liu, he willingly ran away and went to find Mr. Zou.

"There are many people in the citrus land, can Yu'er's trip go smoothly?" In front of his most spoiled daughter, King Song put down the shelf of the king of a country, became an ordinary father, and nagged some parents.

"With the muse, the journey is smooth." Qiaoyu smiled slightly, "My daughter met someone in the fangdi, he is more literate than Meng Zou and martial arts than Tian Wei. ”

"Oh?" King Song raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it exaggerated?" In the same vein of Confucianism, the first saint Zi Chou has eight points, Meng Zou and the two sages have half of them, I Song Zhuqing has one point, and the people in the world only get one point, and this point belongs to that person is not better than Meng Zou and the two sages; When it comes to martial arts, Tian Wei's two generals, the sharp weapon of the country, are sharp, and they are expected to be called holy, and the land is sparsely populated, and Yu'er is exaggerated. ”

Qiaoyu didn't like it in her heart, and she didn't argue, so she said, "Father, does Mr. Zichou have an heir?"

King Song shook his head and said, "There are no heirs."

"Really?" Qiaoyu showed the jade bi to the king of Song and continued, "This jade is called Jue." ”

King Song played with it and asked, "Where did you get Yu'er, this jade is owned by Mr. Zichou."

"A little boy in the orange land, he has an old acquaintance with Mr. Meng, and he has a relationship with Qiao Huai." Qiaoyu told her guess.

"Mr. Zichou has never married in his life, but he has never heard that he has an heir, so he won't pass on the jade to Meng Xian, right?" King Song guessed.

"Then why did Mr. Meng hand over this jade to that child?" Qiaoyu asked.

King Song couldn't answer, so he asked, "Did you bring that child?"

Qiaoyu nodded, high-fived three times, and a maidservant girl brought Huang Jue up.

"Isn't this Yao Yin?" Song Wang Zou Mei.

"It's not Yao Yin, Ming Jue, after the suspicion of being ugly, this son has a good heart, he doesn't cry or make trouble all the way, he is not like an ordinary grass people," Qiaoyu finished speaking, and asked Huang Jue, "Do you know where this is?" ”

Huang Jue was unaccustomed to the water and soil, his eyes were blurred, his limbs were not diligent and he couldn't eat grains, shook his head, and asked Qiaoyu: "Who are you, when will you send me home, my mother should be in a hurry."

Qiaoyu didn't know that Huang Jue was stupid, and thought that he had an excellent heart, so she had to send a maid to send him to rest.

"Father, Zichou is dead, and there is Yu Jue as proof, and now I say that he is Zichou, and he is." Qiaoyu smiled slyly.

"What's the point?" King Song didn't know why, and asked suspiciously.

"Now I have a new Wensheng Mr. Zou in the Great Song Dynasty, and there is a military saint Shi Hui, the two saints are in charge, and the repair of the school palace can be determined. However, Miu died bitterly, and Muse had not yet been sanctified, and the princes would certainly not accept it. With this son Zhijue, supplemented by Mr. Zou, the princes will not dare to risk the disapproval of the world. "It's a good idea, and it's obvious that I've been planning for a long time.

"It's enough for me to have a woman like this." The more King Song looked at Qiaoyu, the more satisfied he became, and he was satisfied with the same sadness, but unfortunately, he gave birth to his daughter by mistake.

At first, the maid held the orange jue, and then the orange jue was tired, so she had to hold it, but fortunately the orange jue was young and not heavy.

She also has a younger brother at home, who is about the same age as Citrus Jue, and when she hugged Citrus Jue, she thought of home and cried.

"Sister, you're crying," Huang Jue was woken up, wiped away her tears, and comforted, "Sister doesn't cry." ”

"My sister didn't cry, my sister was homesick." The maidservant only knew that this was the son of Qiao Guo, and she was also from Qiao Guo, so she was even more grieved and cried even more sadly.

"My sister doesn't cry, I want to go home too, I don't cry." Huang Jue was sleepy-eyed, rubbed her eyes, yawned to comfort her, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Here King Song is asking about Qiaoyu Muse, the death of the false saint body should be buried with the gift of a saint. Hearing Qiaoyu's analysis, he suddenly wondered if it was a precedent to establish Qiaoyu as his heir.

"Father, according to General Tian's words, the Muse Martial Arts has already been alone in the world, and it can be called a saint, just wait for the winter solstice to deter the princes, and the saint will appear in front of the people," Qiaoyu asked tentatively, "Father, do you want to win it over?" In case someone from another country knows, they will privately promise a heavy gift......"

King Song nodded and said, "Good! Worship the general, eat 10,000 stones of grain, and reward a thousand gold, is it okay? ”

Qiaoyu shook her head.

The king of Song said: "Feng Shangqing, lead the three cities of Caiyi; Worship the general and lead 100,000 troops, how about it? ”

Qiaoyu still shook her head.

King Song had no choice but to ask: "Situ governs the people, Sikong governs the field, and Si Kou is in charge of punishment, all of which are inappropriate; The soldier Shi Hui is Sima, how to seal it? ”

Qiaoyu said with a smile: "Establish a big deacon, command a hundred generals, and lead a million soldiers and horses; In addition, he worshiped Shangqing and led the ten cities of Caiyi; Enshrined the martial saint and announced it to the world. ”

King Song gasped and was silent for a long time.

"Father, Miao is bitter and half-hidden, I went to fifteen countries in the tenth year of the Great Song Dynasty; In the third year of Weiling, the Houthi occupied the land of Cisse; Fu Bai came out for a year, saved the mountains from overturning, and destroyed the Xiao country from being strong. The Muse Sage, ten times that of Tian Wei, can be a thousand troops, and should worship the great deacon; Ten cities can be mined, and ten countries can be used, and they can be small and large; Seal the martial saint to deter the princes and the king of the world. Qiaoyu's foresight touched the heart of King Song.

"Qiaoyu, Uncle Gu Naihe, and the Taifu, I can't bear it." The king of Song was extremely struggling in his heart, the Li family was in decline, the princes were conquering, and Li was also a minister, and no one dared to replace him.

"The world has been in turmoil for two hundred years, my father has Zou Shi and other virtuous people to help, and there are millions of lions, which can determine the world," Qiaoyu smiled slyly, "In the past, King Wen worshiped Boqi as the prime minister, and he was able to calm the world. The father does not have to replace him, he can govern internally in the name of the uncle of the Son of Heaven and control the princes externally. In this way, the war in the world can be calmed down, and the people of Li can be stable, isn't it good? ”

King Song asked anxiously: "Yu'er, if there is no restraint, you will be alone."

Qiaoyu smiled and said nothing, and King Song suddenly realized and was overjoyed, saying: "Good."

No one knows that the temple of the Great Song Dynasty has been shaken ever since. The princes of the Li Dynasty have never had a big deacon, compared to a group of ministers and doctors, the big deacon can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people.

Qiaoyu said, not to replace him, but only to govern on behalf of Li Tianzi, so that the King of Song let go of the last courtesy, righteousness and shame.

Everything, just wait for the princes to meet Luoyi, the frost has arrived, and winter is about to begin.