The first saint son is ugly, and there are only two disciples in his life, one is Meng Lan and the other is Zou Gu.

Everyone in the world knows the talent of the ugly son, and he has eight points for the son of heaven; The world also heard that the two disciples of Zichou each got half of it.

The world is talented!

Zi Chou's talent, Kebi Boqi, he is the Taishi of the Great Li Dynasty, teaching the three kings of the Li family before and after; He is the wine sacrifice of Luoyi Palace, and the world's moral obsessiveness.

Zou Guzhi has four points in the world, and he was worshiped by the King of Song as a commonplace, and his identity is prominent.

Meng Lan's talent also has four points in the world, and the king of Zhongshan called He Tianzi to worship him as a master, and his identity is even more prominent than Zou Gu.

Judgment from above.

Gongzi Zhi, the second son of He Tianzi and Ri Qin Xiaocui, has been a hostage in Lu since he was four years old, and he only came back this year with the crown ceremony.

I haven't seen him for eleven years, although I don't think about it day and night, but I am often sentimental. I haven't seen him for eleven years, his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Xiao Cui, and his face is like He Tianzi.

Gongzizhi just returned to Lidu and met He Tianzi, so he went to the country of Fang to worship his deceased mother.

He didn't know what his mother's face looked like, and he was just full-term when his mother died. What he knows is that his mother is the daughter of the Taifu Ri Qin Boxian of the Fang Kingdom.

From Li to Citrus, there are thousands of miles. The mountains and rivers are far away, and he only brought a bamboo pole. Yao Zhi said goodbye to He Tianzi and went to the southwest with his entrustment. The road is long, and the bamboo pole has more than a zhang, and how to measure thousands of miles.

He Tianzi watched in silence at Gongzizhi's figure gradually blurred, sad and more relieved, Yao Zhi was ten times more than himself.

At the age of four, he went to Ludang as a hostage, He Tianzi looked forward to it for eleven years, Yao Zhi came back, he was not childish, his eyebrows and eyes were heroic, and he was the same as his mother. After looking forward to it for another half a year, Yao Zhi and Meng Lan came back together.

Song Yao's face was ugly, thinking that Yao Zhi was just going to the orange land to worship his dead mother, but who knew that he had found Meng Lan back. Yao Zhi, Yao Zhi, is much stronger than your incompetent father.

He Tianzi greeted him for twenty miles, and half of the princes of Wangcheng and Dali accompanied him.

Gongzizhi naturally doesn't have such a big show, but Meng Lan does. Even the ministers forgot that the son of the Son of Heaven was a hostage, which was unprecedented for the first time.

Meng Lan was just about to kneel, but He Tianzi helped him up, and said with tears in his eyes: "He can't stand it."

In the past, King Wen invited Boqi to go out of the mountain, the body of the Son of Heaven, and personally carried 500 steps. When Boqi was dying, King Wen asked Boqi: "How much is Li Guozuo?"

"Forever." Boki replied.

"Listen to the truth." King Wen couldn't hold back his tears.

"At the beginning, the Son of Heaven shouted tired after walking 500 steps on his back." Boqi's breath is weak, his eyes are reluctant, he still remembers the prosperity of this world, and he also regrets that Kyushu is undecided, "The old decay still has a breath left, and the Son of Heaven will carry the old decay again, and there are a few steps to count as a few steps." ”

King Wen carried Boqi on his back and walked eight steps. Counting up, the Great Li Guozuo has a total of 508 years, and to the 23rd year of King Lihe, it is exactly 500 years.

When He Tianzi thought of this, he became more and more sad. Boqi is a saint, and he said that five hundred years is five hundred years. He extended the throne for eight years, and now there are only eight years left. Da Li Guozuo, he is going to be cut off in his own hands, where can he have the face to meet his ancestors and ancestors? He Tianzi is unwilling, he is really unwilling.

He Tianzi reigned for twenty-three years, and only one son was lost, and he almost put the Li family to death. The world is prosperous, and the Son of Heaven does not have to fall; When the world dies, the Son of Heaven does not have to fall, this is the explanation of the previous king. Boqi is a saint, the first saint of the ages, and his words are the will of heaven. The will of heaven cannot be violated, do you really want to watch Dali perish? Changing his life against the sky, He Tianzi had a crazy idea. He can't do it, but the saint can.

Zichou died, but Meng Lan was still there, and the saint was still there, this was his confidence. It is rumored in the world that Meng Zou, the ugly talent, is divided in half, and rumors are just rumors after all.

"Mr. Meng, please bow down." The cold wind was cold, the four fields were lonely, and He Tianzi prostrated himself in front of the Manchu Dynasty ministers and the royal city scholars.

There has always been only Li Min kneeling to the Son of Heaven, and how have I ever heard that the Son of Heaven kneeling Li Min. He Tianzi, regardless of etiquette, ignored the gossip, and fell to the ground.

The Son of Heaven bowed, how heavy it was, Meng Lan's posture was lower, and her five bodies fell to the ground, pressing her body into the snow. The two faced the ground, and for a full moment, He Tianzi refused to get up, and Meng Lan refused to get up.

Meng Lan and Zou Gu are the two sages, although they are the disciples of Zichou, and some of the princes also treat each other with the courtesy of saints, but they have not yet been born, have no merits, and have not become holy. The accompanying ministers were shocked, and the scholars were surprised, neither daring to help nor speaking out.

He Tianzi got up and helped Meng Lan up, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Twenty miles greeted each other, and the remaining twenty miles, He Tianzi drove for Meng Lan. In these twenty miles, He Tianzi only felt that it was too long, for twelve years, he didn't dare to leave a son, he waited too long, until the chess was full of devastation, and when the chess game was confusing.

No canopy and no cover, the snowflakes fell on He Tianzi's body, Meng Lan flicked, the snowflakes turned into mud, and the snow melted all the way, the grass buds arched green, and the fragrance was beautiful.

In the past, Boqi went out of the mountain, the deer of Qishan chirped, the birds chirped, the Luan Feng ring side, and Bai Ze led the way.

The princes were entitled, and it was a saint in a place, such as Shi Hui of the Song State and Xuanlang of the Shu State.

The Son of Heaven was enshrined, that is a saint of a country, such as asking about the mountain Yinyin, Jue Shanzi ugly;

is higher, it is recognized by the way of heaven, that is the saint of the world, Qishan Boqi is the first, Taoist Lao Tzu is the second, and Zichou is half a chip behind.

As for the martial arts journey, although there is also the saying of a saint, it has never been on a par with the hundred schools. If it is also ranked by order, Housthis Weiling and Wei Xiu can be regarded as saints in one place; Jianling Miao is bitter, and he is a saint of a country; Zhongshan Fubai, barely can be regarded as a saint in the world.

The four seas and eight desolations are all over the eternal night, and the hidden dragon is white in the world. If the hidden dragon does not come out for a day, the princes will not dare to burn to Zhongshan for a day.

Meng Lan came from afar, and the Son of Heaven greeted him in person for twenty miles, and worshiped him as the Grand Master.

For a time, the whole world knew that the way of heaven recognized that Meng Lan was holy. The snowflakes were afraid of wetting Meng Lan's clothes, so she avoided them; In the cold of winter, the snow melts, the grass grows and the flowers bloom, twenty miles of spring is full of joy, and the royal city is nine hundred and eighty-one miles, and everyone has shed their thick clothes.

The princes of the world are all shocked, only knowing that Zichou monopolizes eight points of virtue and talent in the world, and they don't know that Meng Lanqing is blue.

Meng Zou two saints, five and five are divided, whether it is true or not, it is debatable.

Exactly three days after the light snow, the matter of the son-in-law Zhilan was undecided. He Tianzi and Taibao Zhongshan Wang were inclined to Xiong Ran, the king of Chu, and Taifu Song Xiao and Empress Dowager Kou were naturally inclined to Song Gongzi's humble cultivation. Although Song Yao is the mother of the country, she cannot participate in state affairs, and the two sides are deadlocked.

No one cares what Zhilan wants, just because she is a son-in-law.

On this day, Meng Lan officially became the Taishi of Da Li.

The Son of Heaven, the Queen Mother, the Third Duke, obviously, Meng Lan came from afar and broke the order of the dynasty.

He Tianzi was no longer a lonely man, so he invited the princes and the nobles of the royal city to a banquet, not only to wash the dust for Meng Lan, but also to set up a marriage for Zhilan.

He Tianzi was in a good mood, three joys came to the door, one was happy Zhilan went out of the pavilion, two was happy Yao Zhi went home, and three was happy Meng Lan went out of the mountain. He Tianzi sat on the high platform, the three dukes sat down, then the princes who asked for relatives, and finally the nobles of the royal city.

The bronze bell and the stone chime play together, and the piano and the flute sound in unison. The sheng is accompanied by a beautiful voice, and the drums are whining. There are also Wu Yue beauties dancing water sleeves, and Husilis playing tigers and leopards. The son of the Quartet played "Chasing the Deer", and the royal city nobles sang "Taoyao".

The eight tones are complete, the four beauties are juxtaposed, and the royal city has not been so lively for a long time.

After singing and dancing, He Tianzi led the princes to sacrifice to the Taimiao, from King Wen to the first king, it was two hours.

"The Son of Heaven, the son-in-law is a national color, Ran is immoral and incompetent, and voluntarily withdraws." Xiong Ran, the king of Chu, was the first to speak.

As soon as the words fell, He Tianzi frowned, and Mrs. Chai led Zhilan over, attracting everyone's sideways. Zhilan lowered her head and followed Mrs. Chai, following in her steps, leaving only a side face for everyone.

The eyebrows are bent, the green silk is pulled in a bun, no powder, and the body is graceful. It was this hasty glimpse that was already astonishing.

"I'm ashamed of the flowers, I'm ashamed." King Chu muttered.

"It's too late for the King of Chu to regret it." King Song said with a smile.

"A gentleman has no two words, the east corner is lost, and the mulberry elm is harvested, there will be gains and losses, Ran knows this truth." The king of Chu retracted his heart and no longer stared at Zhilan.

Zhilan didn't say a word, and the family matter was decided, just waiting for the spring to come out of the cabinet. The princes begged for marriage with twists and turns, and in the end, Song Gongzi became the winner.

Song Gongzi Qianxiu won the face of shame, Song King Song Xiao became more and more noble, and the family of three generations received relatives from generation to generation with the Li family.

For the Li family, it is difficult to determine whether it is a blessing or a curse. In the short term, it can be regarded as a blessing to appease the Song State, which has the strongest national strength, and also collect the land of ten cities.

The princes and the nobles of the royal city frequently raised their glasses and toasted to the king of Song. King Song did not refuse, and drank more than a dozen cups, slightly drunk.

Meng Lan didn't say a word, only ate some fruits and vegetables, and only talked to the king of Zhongshan beside her. The maid shuttled between the tables, accidentally touched the table, the wine poured, and the rice fell into a ball.

The maid fell to the ground and confessed her mistake, and two guards came looking for her voice. Meng Lan stopped the guards, pulled up the maid, and picked up the rice balls.

Everyone looked at Meng Lan, not knowing what he meant.

Meng Lan brushed away the dust stained by the rice balls, brought it to her mouth, and ate it in one bite.

"Please pour a bottle of wine, it's a little dry." Meng Lan smiled and asked the maid to pour wine.

The maid held the wine vessel, her hands trembled, and she almost overflowed. Meng Lan drank it in one gulp and asked the maid to go down.

"Grains grow from the ground, and they are not dirty, but have the fragrance of earth." Meng Lan made a gesture towards He Tianzi, and also solved everyone's doubts.

He Tianzi high-fived, and the princes also high-fived. Meng Lan is benevolent and has a heart of love, and is worthy of being a saint.

Zhilan took a sip of food, probably sensing something, and raised her head to meet Song Gongzi's Qianxiu eyes. One is the daughter of the Son of Heaven, with a shy face; One is the eldest grandson of King Song, whose face is like a crown of jade. Zhilan was so ashamed that she hid behind Mrs. Chai, and Qian Xiu felt rude and didn't dare to look at it again.

These are all in sight, He Tianzi has a full view, aside from his identity, Qianxiu is a young talent, the first saint son is ugly and gives the name of Qianxiu, the gentleman is humble, and the self-cultivation is a family; Zou Gu taught, and the ten sons of King Song were not as good as him, except for the other nine sons of Qianxiu's father. However, he is the eldest grandson of Song Xiao, He Tianzi sighed.

The more noble Song Xiao is, the more uneasy He Tianzi is, how can he be at ease with the tiger ring? Song Xiao is not only the pillar of the country, but also the hidden danger of the country.

He Tianzi looked at the king of Zhongshan, who was getting older and older, and he couldn't drink wine or eat.

The pillar of the country, who is over the age of old, is dying. Song Xiao is close to the age of sixteen, but he is full of energy, in contrast, He Tianzi is even more sad.