He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

The inkstone is naturally new, and there is no trace of use.It's just that the carving of dragon and phoenix on the top indicates that it is belonging to the emperor's family. The prime minister can only carefully prevaricate that it is for His Majesty's own use, so as to evade the emperor's love for him.

It was a wish that he absolutely dare not accept. His Majesty has no children, but he takes good care of his children, and ordered the academy to teach them, but they are all books that govern the country and the world. The three generations of the prime minister's family are all good ministers and good ministers Choose the master of the Ming Dynasty and serve him, but never covet the throne.

How could the emperor's actions not make him panic.

Seeing this kind of heart, I can't bear it any longer, and I will be exposed.Zhou Yan's recent busy affairs, no matter how you look at it, seem to be some measures related to the transfer of power.

Zhou Yan smiled kindly: "It's fine if you like it. As for the etiquette system, it's not a big deal."

Zhou Yan pretended not to see the shocked expression on the Prime Minister's face, and continued on his own: "According to calculation, after this birthday, your son will be ten years old. Wentao and Wulue are talents that can be made. After a hundred years , Shangling Kingdom, there will be successors."

Zhou Yan put the words here clearly, and the prime minister was sweating profusely, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "Your Majesty, no, absolutely no!"

"Why not?"

Zhou Yan and the prime minister looked at each other: "Do you think that your son is unprepared for his talents and morals, and he is not worthy of a big responsibility?"

The prime minister shook his head: "No."

"I understand, that is, the son has no intention of governing the world, isn't that his ambition?"

The prime minister didn't know how to answer: "No."

Zhou Yan: "Why is that?"

The prime minister bowed his head even lower: "I think...the position of His Majesty should be inherited by His Majesty's blood. The hereditary system is a ritual. It has existed in ancient times and cannot be broken."

Zhou Yan: "So what about the ancient rituals? According to the ancient rituals, Shangling is not very strong. I have already intended to abolish hereditary inheritance and change to abdication. I want you to tell the truth, if I want you to assist your youngest son, in the future Ascend to the throne, succeed me, and continue the peace and prosperity of Shangling. You Gu family, do you dare to take on this great task?"

The prime minister finally sighed, what should come will always come, it is inevitable.

"Sir, I am willing. The ambition of the dog's life has always been above the court. Such wolfish ambitions, as a human minister, should not have, but your majesty wants me to tell you frankly, if there is no crown prince, in the eyes of the minister, the dog is indeed The best candidate."

Zhou Yan helped the prime minister who was kneeling on the ground up, and flicked off the ashes on his two wide sleeves for him: "As long as there is, I hope that your son will not fall into the blue sky."

The prime minister bowed deeply: "The Gu family will definitely live up to this peaceful and prosperous age."

Zhou Yan left, left the court, the edict had been drawn up, and he would never come back.

When passing by the academy, he took the copy of "Shan Shui Jing Zhu" by chance. For the rest of the time, he would go to the mountains and rivers with Zhou Yiguang.When compiling this "Shan Shui Jing Zhu", he had this intention a long time ago, and all ordered people to prepare a copy.

After all, apart from geographical literature, this is by far the most complete travel guide.

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Zhou Yan sat in front of the case, and took a pen to circle the top of the "Shan Shui Jing Zhu". He heard that the cold night in the extreme north was beautiful, so he drew a circle in the wilderness of the extreme north with a pen, indicating that this place, they Go for a walk.

I heard that there is the most beautiful star in the northwest desert. I passed by it once, but I didn't think it was so beautiful. If I take Zhou Yiguang to go again, it will be very different.At that time, we need to get a camel to carry more clothes and clean water. After all, we are all clean people.

Thinking of Zhou Yiguang, Zhou Yan's thousands of thoughts were refreshed.I described the appearance of that person in my heart, the faintly curved eyebrows and the twinkling eyes. After thinking about it, unconsciously, the description in my mind was put into the pen tip circled in my hand.

In the blank space of the title page of the manuscript of "Shan Shui Jing Zhu", he drew with his pen, and he drew Zhou Yiguang's red-clothed figure when he returned.

Zhou Yiguang walked in with a jug of wine, just in time to see Zhou Yan's back when he was painting.

Although it is impossible to see what Zhou Yan is sketching, the way he draws the pen at the desk is exactly the same as the scene in Zhou Yiguang's dream.Looking closer, what Zhou Yan painted was his portrait in red.

Zhou Yiguang put the jug on the desk, took the "Shan Shui Jing Zhu" from Zhou Yan's hand, and took it to the other side of the desk.

Sitting on the desk with one leg forward, he leaned forward and blocked Zhou Yan's sight with his body, preventing him from continuing to draw.

Zhou Yiguang is very thin. He has eaten well these days, and he has gained a little bit of flesh.Even so, his two legs hanging above the desk, covered by the moon-white hem, looked too slender.

The hem of the clothes hangs down naturally, and the moonlight shines on the hem of the clothes, making the fabric of the cloth also have a satin luster, shallow, it is moonlight, so attractive.

Zhou Yiguang took the jug, raised his head to drink, looked at Zhou Yan with a firm expression: "You are painting me."

Zhou Yiguang opened the title page of "Shan Shui Jing Zhu", looked at Zhou Yan's painting of himself, and frowned: "You are really painting me."

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, dreamed of Zhuang Zhou, Zhou Yiguang felt more and more that the dream in the secret room was real.

The book case in front of him is where Zhou Yan usually reviews memorials. A simple set of inkstone and brush washer, only cinnabar and black ink, but these two colors are enough.Black can be separated into light strokes on rice paper, transforming into hundreds of layers, outlining eyebrows and eyes, expressive and moving.

The cinnabar is simply rendered in the inkstone, and the layers are distinct, and the red dress is also portrayed in sufficient detail, even the folds on the clothes are detailed.Needless to say, Zhou Yan also has a great talent for painting, Zhou Yiguang commented in his heart.

Zhou Yan said modestly: "It's my first time to draw, my hands are raw, and I can't draw well."

"I haven't painted anyone else."

Zhou Yiguang handed the scroll to Zhou Yan, thinking, this is not the first time for you, in your dream, you have already drawn me.But the phrase "I have never painted others" still made his heart blossom everywhere.

Zhou Yan took the scroll and looked at it carefully: "I will draw a picture for you in another day."

Turn over the place he had marked before: "I circled some places, I think, we can go for a walk."

"Have you arranged everything?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yan nodded: "In the future, the throne of Shangling Kingdom will be named Gu."

Zhou Yiguang held Zhou Yan's neck personally, and whispered in his ear: "But my surname will always be Zhou."

While exhaling, the smell of alcohol was intoxicating, and I vaguely remembered that the child in the dungeon was originally nameless, but he threatened to take his surname.Following his surname, it is not a loss to be his person for the rest of your life.

In the future, they traveled around the mountains and rivers, having a romantic and happy time, which became another good story.

There are many stories of dynastic changes recorded in the annals of history, all of which experienced bloody storms. A pen in the hand of the historian separated two shattered dynasties.Folk chronicles lamented that the princes and marquises fell into the grass, and the rebel army entered the court and became a phoenix.

But Shangling Kingdom changed its dynasty this time, but it was silent. The peaceful and prosperous age was not shaken. This dynasty continued to prosper for more than three generations before it gradually declined under the wheel of history.

There are only a few lines in the official biography: there is a monarch named Zhou Mingde in Shangling, who abolished hereditary inheritance and changed to abdication, and it was said that he was located in Gu.

Of course, the speculations of barnyard officials and unofficial history are even more impressive, and the story is touching and moving, probably because the gods do not envy the fairyland.

【end】

For another three years, Zhou Yan and Zhou Yiguang traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers along the directions circled in the "Shan Shui Jing Zhu" back then, watching the stars and the sunset.Passing by an unknown village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, every plant and tree is very comfortable.So they stopped and settled here.

Three years is not too long and not too short, and the situation of loose sand in the rivers and lakes seems to have improved a bit.

I heard that there was a chivalrous man named Zhang Ziyu, who was the successor to the Shenyin Bureau. Once he left the customs, he became famous.

This person has just set foot in the rivers and lakes not long ago, and he is the least believer in evil. The old man told him the truth of being in the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is to be wise and protect himself, he didn't refute, just smiled and said nothing.He thanked the old man for his kindness, but he always believed in his own morality. He felt that the most important thing in walking the rivers and lakes was morality.

After leaving the customs, Zhang Ziyu traveled to many places, making friends with chess and discussing Taoism with martial arts, but he was reticent. He would never tell everyone the morality he believed in, but he could practice it in action. It is obvious to all.Zhang Ziyu is also used to deceit, but this Jianghu is still the bloody world in his eyes, where morality is the most important thing.

Zhang Ziyu is able to distinguish white from black, uncontaminated and unwavering in his heart, which is something that many people cannot do.

The League has collapsed, and the Wulin needs a leader. Recently, the voice of electing Zhang Ziyu has become louder and louder.

One day, the small village where Zhou Yan and the others lived suddenly became lively.

There is a market here every seven days. The day of the market is the busiest day in this quiet small village, but today it is even more lively than usual.

That day, people gathered in a crowd on the street. It turned out that a powerful person came to the town today, and it was Zhang Ziyu.

Many outsiders came here after hearing the news, some wanted to ask him for advice, and some simply wanted to learn from him directly.But the main purpose of Zhang Ziyu's trip was to visit two old friends.If there is a suitable disciple, he can accept it. After all, Zhang Ziyu is not a lone ranger.

Accidentally heard from a tenant who took care of camels in Mobei that two people bought his camels from it. Through the description, Zhang Ziyu felt that they were very similar.Inquire all the way, and found here.

Zhou Yiguang and the others didn't deliberately hide their whereabouts, but continued to change their names. The name of Mr. Rongguang can no longer be used, and there was too much movement.Fortunately, the pseudonym Zhou Yan used before, Lianxing, has not been changed.

I didn't expect that the old man would be surrounded by crowds before seeing him. After all, he became famous.

Passing through the crowd, Zhou Yan and the others met Zhang Ziyu, and the meeting of old friends and the noisy downtown were not like fireworks.

At this time, Zhang Ziyu, who had already mastered martial arts, fully realized how unpredictable the two young men he befriended in the Hemen that day were.Even now, with the blessing of Shenyin in his body, he feels that he may not be his opponent.

Zhou Yan said with a smile: "Congratulations, the atmosphere of the world will one day come true as you wish. To be honest, I didn't expect it."

Zhang Ziyu cupped his hands: "The world is impermanent, who would have thought of it?"

Zhou Yiguang: "One last thing to tell you. Rong Guang is also a pseudonym. My surname is Zhou. Zhou Yiguang used to be from the 24th floor."

Zhang Ziyu looked as usual after being slightly astonished: "Haha, it turns out to be Mr. Zhou. I should have known earlier. Both of you are not ordinary people."

Zhang Ziyu has no dust in his eyes and no worries in his heart. He has come to this day because of the voice in his heart when he was young: If one day, I become the leader of the martial arts, I hope that the world will be like this.

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