The heads of Zhongshan in the past dynasties will accept their own disciples. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info one or two, but rarely more than two. There is no other reason, the status of the head disciple is too detached, just like the Tianyuan Pavilion set up by the Emperor of Southern Xia, the scholars in the Tianyuan Pavilion are only eight ranks, but the status in the court is like the prime minister, because these scholars are deeply trusted by the emperor and are the emperor's daily consulting objects.

There are more than 50,000 inner and outer disciples under the jurisdiction of the four halls of the Zhongshan Sect's Sword Casting Hall, Dan Hall, Battle Hall, and Deacon Hall, not counting those forces that nominally or substantially belong to Zhongshan.

Xuanyin Dao has been in charge of all kinds of opportunities every day, and he is really too busy, so some small things are handed over to his disciples to deal with.

This is also the best level of advancement of the Zhongshan faction, but anyone who can become the head disciple can also mix in the position of the elders of each hall at the very least.

After the end of the small court meeting, Qi Kefei told Yan Qi, don't be in a hurry about Zhongshan's affairs for the time being, what the master means, you still focus on learning martial arts, and you can't fall behind in sword casting. If you have any doubts about the martial arts, you can come to the side hall every day at noon to ask.

In the following days, Yan Qi spent his time back and forth between Lianshan Peak and Dangjian Peak.

Cultivating swordsmanship, the divine power of the four heavenly kings walks a big week every day, and the days are uneventful.

Miss Li is not in Zhongshan, and Yan Qi doesn't know if she will come back.

He kind of misses his days as a nanny.

People who have obsessions in their hearts can't live forever after all.

The news that Huangfu proposed to the Li clan of Southern Xia was like a thunderbolt in the Central Plains.

On one side is Huangfu Zhuo, the son of heavenly fortune, and on the other side is Li Huayuan, the proud daughter of the Li royal family.

Li Huayuan!

"It turns out that Miss Li is the eldest princess of Southern Xia, no wonder the heroes of Shenzhou will accept her as a righteous daughter. Liu Fugui, who hasn't been seen for a long time, seems to have gained a little weight again.

The trip to the Falling Moon Canyon made the five Zhongshan disciples who participated in the same period have a different friendship.

Wang Meng retorted: "Fatty, I don't agree with what you say. "When he was on the boat to Longchuan, he had learned Li Huayuan's power.

"Miss Li's talent is definitely not weaker than that guy Yanqi. "Even though they know that Li Huayuan is the emperor's nobleman, everyone is still used to calling her Miss Li.

Speaking of Yan Qi, I don't know why this kid who was supposed to be proud of the spring breeze has been lifeless recently.

"Is he at the docks?" said Fat Liu.

"Probably, I stand there at least two hours a day. Wang Meng looked in the direction of the southern pier.

Yan Qi is indeed at the dock, the boats come and go, the tide rises and falls, but he can't wait for the little girl in a group of flowers.

"Senior Brother Yan!"

Zhang Hu roared on the boat, Yan Qi's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to meet him.

"Senior Brother Zhang Hu, where did you come from?"

"I went to Jiangnan. Zhang Hu jumped down, saw Yan Qi's nervous expression, and wondered, "Senior Brother Yan, are you waiting for someone?"

"Hah, no. It's just boring here to breathe. Yan Qi dodged his gaze," Senior Brother Zhang ...... Have you seen ......"

Zhang Hu sighed, "Senior brother also heard about it on the road, you still forgot about Miss Li." ”

Yan Qi shook his head, and Zhang Hu hurriedly said when he saw this: "It's not worth it." Besides, the marriage between Huangfu Zhuo and Miss Li is applauded by everyone in the world, are you reluctant to live the whole world?"

"The marriage between the Huangfu family and the Li royal family, my Nanxia court and martial arts can be tightly tied together, this is a situation that everyone in the world wants to see. ”

Yan Qi smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, don't say any more. Let me be quiet again. ”

Zhang Hu shook his head violently and sighed heavily.

It was getting dark, and Yan Qi was the only one left on the dock.

The time in Longchuan and Hezhou was like a sweet dream. He didn't realize how beautiful the dream was when he was in the dream, and it was so painful to wake up.

The Huangfu family, the Li royal family.

The marriage between Huangfu Zhuo and Li Huayuan is in line with the will of the people in the world, and Yan Qi is too weak and lonely......

"Ah~!"

Yan Qi roared wildly, as if he was about to spit out all the resentment in his chest.

He turned, his back lonely.

On the surface of the river behind him, a flat boat suddenly appeared.

One man stood with his hands in his hands, and the cloth on his body was agitated in the wind.

There was also a little girl in a floral dress, standing obediently on one side.

The river was stormy and there was no one paddling, but the boat came steadily. The sound of the flute is tactful and melodious.

Yan Qi paused.

When I turned around, I saw her, the most beautiful flower in the world.

Next to her stood a man of great grace, with his hands on the bow of the boat, like a towering tree.

Since he was born, the rivers and lakes have been full of his stories and legends.

He is the rivers and lakes of China for decades.

The hero of Shenzhou saw Yan Qi, the breath on this young man's body, which was very interesting.

What's even more interesting is what the teenager said.

"Li Huayuan, if you marry Huangfu Zhuo, first return the money that Lao Tzu spent on you!"

Shi Zhonghao raised his eyebrows, and Li Huayuan scolded: "Stingy." ”

......

The hero of Shenzhou arrived, and Daoist Xuanyin took the elders of the door to the dock to greet him.

"Shi Daxia, look up for a long time. Xuanyin Dao Chang said. This is definitely the most unhypocritical kind words in the world.

When the heroes of Shenzhou came to Zhongshan, everyone in the world couldn't sit still. Could it be that Shi Daxia and Xuanyin Daoist have some conspiracy, or are they planning a campaign against a million mountains?

They didn't expect that Shi Zhonghao was just saying a word.

"Li Huayuan will not marry Huangfu Zhuo, and hopes that the Taoist will accept another head disciple. ”

Then he had a light meal and went away in a flat boat.

One can imagine the expressions of Huangfu Yiming and Southern Xia Emperor Li Yunwen after hearing the news.

Daoist Xuanyin happily accepted Shi Daxia's proposal, and the alliance between the Huangfu family and the Li royal family was not something that others wanted to see.

Yan Qi was also very happy, the bitterness of the past few days was gone, and even the crisp sound of striking iron sounded again in the middle of the night on the back mountain of the peak.

"The head of the sect agreed to the request of the disciples of Hezhou Taishou to be stationed in Hezhou, I will go over tomorrow, will you go?"

"Hezhou, ah......" Miss Li muttered.

Yan snapped his fingers, and a round-faced young man came in carrying a big cloth bag.

Yan Qi untied the cloth bag, and there were all kinds of snacks and pastries inside.

"Not enough to buy on the road. ”

Miss Li picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it, feeling the taste of the tip of her tongue, she smiled: "Then go ahead." ”

At the foot of Zhong Mountain, three hundred inner disciples were ready to go.

They did not take a boat but traveled by land, and Zhongshan wanted the world to see that these three hundred Zhongshan disciples rushed to Hezhou.

The leader of the team was heroic, he held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, but he shouted: "Get on the horse!"

Three hundred Zhongshan disciples got on their horses and were uniform.

Yan Qi glanced at the sky, and the tip of the sword pointed flatly forward.

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, raising the wind and sand in the sky.

Wu Siyuan stood on the top of the mountain, watching the three hundred high-spirited disciples go away.

"In a few years, it's time to see. ”

Mingqiu pressed his shoulder and spit out with difficulty: "Let's wait and see." ”

(The first volume of the boy swallow ends)