"Sure enough, it's a tiger father and no dog!"

"What's more, it's just better than blue!"

The child in the corner looked at his brother who was surrounded in the center, and his eyes showed a look of envy.

…

"I can't hide it, I've admired Brother Ling for a long time, can you introduce me to the highway?"

Seeing the 'friend' in front of him raise his wine glass, the young man's heart was full of mixed feelings.

'It seems that the reason why he has been calling me brothers and sisters these days is just to introduce him to the beginning...'

The young man's smile froze on his face, but it quickly faded, and he responded with a heroic mouthful.

…

"Yuan Shu is brave and unbreakable."

"Yuan Highway is worried about the evil of the country and the forgetful family? There are dry bones in the mound, why don't you mind. ”

"The highway is arrogant, not the lord of chaos."

"Those who are helped by heaven are obedient, and those who are helped by men believe. There is no truth of faithfulness and obedience, and the help of heaven and man cannot be achieved in the world. ”

Scenes of the past seemed to appear in front of him again, and finally froze in the disgusted expression of his father Yuan Feng, as well as the sentence: "Highway! You've let me down so much! ”

Is my Yuan Shu really that unbearable? What rich kid isn't young and frivolous? Although I have not done much, but Yangzhou can be regarded as a person who has no worries about food and clothing under my rule, why should I be disappointed? Is it just because my cousin brother is too dazzling?

"It's all their fault, they're just jealous of you! As long as you become an emperor, they will kneel in front of you like dogs and wag their tails and beg for mercy! ”

A yin voice suddenly sounded in Yuan Shu's head.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yuan Shu was about to ask a question, but there was a sharp pain in his head, and he fainted before he could snort!

After a few breaths, Yuan Shu slowly got up, a weird smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "You all deserve to die!" ”

…

Under the same sky, Yuan Shu is the only one who can't sleep?

Yuan Shao stood in front of the window and looked at the starry sky in the south, his eyes fluttered, Gongsun Zan is dead, the next target is Cao Cao, once upon a time the brother who had nothing to talk about, now it has become either you die or I die, maybe in the face of these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, brotherhood is as brittle as thin ice...

'Brother...'

It's a word that seems to have become far, far away from itself...

'Highway... What the hell are you thinking! ’

…

Xuchang, Guo Fu

Guo Jia lay on the couch and closed his eyes in contemplation.

The latest news came that Yuan Shu arrived at Jiugong Mountain a few days ago, and it seems that the matter of sealing Zen tomorrow is already a certainty. It's just that... Why did things go so well? Smooth some... Terrible! ’

Guo Jia shook his head, at least in any way, it is beneficial for Lord Sikong, his own side can be regarded as temporarily stabilizing the situation, Yuan Shu is no longer afraid, he can completely borrow a knife to kill people, and let the other princes go to exterminate him.

Yuan Shao needs to digest Youzhou, King Hongnong needs to recuperate, and we also need time to consolidate the situation and recover from the losses of the first battle of Liangzhou. It seems that in the next four or five years, there will be a period of relative peace, and it is just the right time to secretly go to Xuzhou during this time to confirm whether the dream is true or false.

'The four sons of the dragon? Interesting! The corners of Guo Jia's mouth rose, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep soundly.

...

Chengdu, Jiafu

Jia Xu also lay down and couldn't sleep.

'Tomorrow is the day when Yuan Shu seals Zen, if what the master said is true, then the news will come back in three or five days... Where do you go from here, Your Highness...'

…

Early in the morning of the second day, Yuan Shu was dressed in a dragon robe and stood in the first place, followed by Yuan Shu's eldest son Yuan Yi, son-in-law Huang Yi, cronies Zhang Xun, Liang Gang, Qiao Rui, Li Feng, Yang Hong, Chen Ji, Han Yin, Yuan Yin, Yuan Lian, Yan Xiang and a total of 70 people, followed closely! The generals Ji Ling and Yu Shi led more than 1,000 guards on both sides.

The stairs are divided into six floors and nine steps, and there is a slow platform between each floor, after everyone arrives at the slow platform, Yuan Shu stands in the first place and kowtows, and the rest of the people perform three bows and nine bows!

Half an hour later, the group finally arrived at the altar at the top of the mountain, Yuan Shu lit three incense sticks, inserted into the incense burner in front, Yang Hong came out of the crowd, holding the seal Zen text and reading aloud, and the rest of the people bowed and stood in the back.

The smoke seemed to blend in with the early morning fog. With Yang Hong's voice spreading all around, everyone only smelled a refreshing fragrance, and they all showed a look of intoxication.

And with Yang Hong's rhythmic recitation, everyone present only felt like fairy sounds surrounded by fairy sounds, cranes flying in the sky, as if a white immortal came to Yuan Shu, stretched out his dry palm and stroked Yuan Shu's lowered head.

If He Si'an saw this scene and this realm, he would definitely chant Li Taibai: "The immortals touch my top, and I will receive immortality." ”

However, He Si'an only remembered these two sentences, and he had forgotten them a long time ago.

But there is no need to laugh at it, after all, many of Li Bai's poems, most people can't even remember the names, just like this one: "After the chaos and separation, Tian'en Liuyelang reminisces about the old travel book and presents Jiang Xiawei Taishou Liangzai", if it is included in the primary school textbook, this title alone will attract countless black fans under the age of twelve for our poet immortal!

Pulling away, his gaze returned to the altar at the top of Hachiko Mountain.

As Yang Hong's last word fell, the curling green smoke on the incense burner also just burned out, and the smoke dissipated, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, knowing that the sealing ceremony had ended at this time, and looking at the man in the dragon robe in front of him, a noisy discussion soon sounded.

"Did you see it just now, there are cranes flying in the sky!"

"No, it's a real dragon!"

"No, it's obviously a unicorn, and there's a white-clothed immortal sitting on it!"

…

I don't know who was the first to kneel down with a 'plop' and shouted: "Long live my emperor!" ”

Then the whole mountain top sounded the sound of kneeling, and long live my emperor one after another!

Yan Xiang was a little stunned, and suddenly felt that someone seemed to be tugging at the corner of his clothes, and when he turned sideways, he saw that it was Yuan Lian, Yan Xiang reacted quickly, quickly tidied up his clothes, and shouted Long live my emperor with the people around him.

Different from the fanaticism of the people around him, Yan Xiang's body trembled at this time, and large drops of cold sweat flowed down his chin to the ground, but fortunately, when he kowtowed, he well covered up his frightened expression. Because... What he saw was very different from what those around him had described!

Yan Xiang and Yuan Huai already knew that there must be something strange about this Feng Zen, and there was even a shadow of the Wu clan behind it, but because they were powerless to stop it when they knew it, they had to find their own way back.

From the moment they ascended the altar, they began to be on guard, keeping an eye out for every disturbance around them.

And as Yang Hong recited, at the beginning, Yan Xiang also smelled the fragrance like the people around him, and suddenly his eyelids were low, and his sleepiness swelled up, and he didn't know when, the surroundings gradually became more and more quiet.

'What's weird about this smoke?! ’

Yan Xiang's heart was suddenly startled, and the corner of his eye looked around, everyone seemed to be breathless, and stood in place as if they had been immobilized, motionless.

With a sigh in his heart, Yan Xiang's alarm suddenly rose, and while subconsciously holding his breath, he clenched his teeth and bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake. Peeking ahead, you can vaguely see Yang Hong's thin figure, and his white hair looks particularly weird in the mist.

'Can't sleep, you have to figure out the methods of the witches!' ’

At this moment, Yan Xiang endured his sleepiness, relying on the sharp pain from the tip of his tongue to stay awake, I don't know how long it took, Yang Hong seemed to pause for a moment, and then his voice gradually became strange, and the words he spoke gradually became obscure, although Yan Xiang did not understand what Yang Hong said, but judging from the tone, it should be some kind of ancient text.

This is not the so-called Feng Zen text at all, the ancient text... Could it be that Yang Hong is a member of the Wu Clan?! Yang Hong's joining was even a few months earlier than me, which means that the Wu clan had planted a secret son around Yuan Shu seven years ago... Wait, since Yuan Shu has the shadow of the Wu clan around him, then... What about the eldest prince and even other forces such as Cao Cao? ‘

Thinking of this, Yan Xiang felt cold all over his body...

Looking ahead again, Yan Xiang was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground! I saw that at this time, Yuan Shu's surroundings were surrounded by black gas, and countless arms could be vaguely seen stretching out from the mist, some covering Yuan Shu's eyes, some covering Yuan Shu's ears, some pulling Yuan Shu's arms, some pinching Yuan Shu's neck, and even one arm deep into Yuan Shu's crotch seemed to be rubbing something.

And as time passed, Yan Xiang inhaled more and more aroma in his mouth and nose, and the last picture in his mind was Yuan Shu's strange expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was in pain and enjoyment, and then he lost consciousness, and he didn't wake up until Yang Hong finished reading.

At this time, Yuan Shu naturally didn't notice the abnormality of Yan Xiang and Yuan Lian, facing the overwhelming sound of "Long live my emperor", and then looking at the eyes of reverence and admiration around him, Yuan Shu finally experienced a feeling that he had never experienced in his life... Respect, respect from the heart!

To be able to become a prince, Yuan Shu will naturally not be as unbearable as rumored by the outside world, but... It seems that God has been joking with him all the time.

When Yuan Shu behaved approachable, some people would say that he was stupid.

When Yuan Shu showed wisdom, some people behind his back would say that he was following his example!

When Yuan Shu was drunk and obsessed, people around him would say that he was mediocre and incompetent!

It's as if it's your own fault how to do and how to do it! Behind the perverse domineering, what is hidden is nothing more than a wounded heart...

With this moment of brilliance, even if it is contrary to the whole world, it is worth it! ’

"All Aiqing is exempt from courtesy!"

After speaking, Yuan Shu changed his previous character, and in his reverent gaze, he helped everyone in front of him one by one, and slowly walked down Bagong Mountain in the midst of people's embrace!

"Yaoqing stays!" Yang Hong's voice sounded behind him.

Hearing this, Yuan Lian and Yan Xiang were all nervous, but they tacitly did not look at each other, Yan Xiang followed everyone straight down, and Yuan Lian looked back at Yang Hong, with just the right puzzled expression on his face...

…

In the mountains east of Jingzhou-Xiangyang, a young man was sitting cross-legged, and at the moment when Yuan Shu's Zen Ceremony ended, the tortoise shell in front of the young man broke with a 'click', and the birds in the surrounding trees seemed to sense it and fled in all directions as if frightened.

After staring at the tortoise shell for a long time, the young man sighed, stood up and said without looking back: "Go and tell that person, Liang, promise him!" ”

After the words fell, a bell rang behind him, the voice became softer and softer, and finally disappeared without a trace...

The fifth volume, like the morning dew, has a lot of hard time. finish

Next, please watch the sixth volume of the sad song of the wine hall