But she didn’t expect to catch up with her father’s footsteps and be pulled by such a big gap in a short time, which can be described as melancholy.
Qin Mengyao sat unceremoniously in front of Li Zhichang for hundreds of years, but they were not unfamiliar with it.
Qin Mengyao has always remembered Li Zhichang’s childlike feelings.
Because of love, you must be polite
Li Zhichang said, "Meng Yao, your qualifications are even higher than I expected, and your chances are even better than I expected. I am both true to Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, but I also have you to inherit."
Qin Mengyao cheerfully said, "Every time my father praises me, please tell me something."
Li Zhichang spoiled and patted her on the shoulder and said, "This is also the most innocent and lovely place of Mengyao, which makes me feel that we get along like friends."
Qin Mengyao is wrinkled like a piece of pure white jade sculpture. Joan’s beautiful nose is thrilling to the extreme. Her beauty is more different from that of lady white snake.
Lady white snake is dignified and refined, like the misty rain in the West Lake, which always makes people unconsciously fascinated.
Qin Mengyao is more like a beautiful dream with a little Shan Ye aura.
She winked at Li Zhichang and said, "I’m also the ancestor who would say that Yao is more like your confidante."
Li Zhichang forehead take up the black line.
Qin Mengyao smiled and said, "He was timid."
Li Zhichang decided to ignore Xiao Ni’s words, and a splash of tea appeared in his hand. A water mirror showed a ten-year-old boy chopping wood at home, and his facial features were exquisite. He had a lot of calluses and wanted to work early.
He said softly, "This is my old friend who will come to see me soon. He has to walk all the way through Qian Shan. You secretly protect him. Don’t let him have an accident."
Qin Mengyao said, "How dare Mengyao not listen to the words of Hao Li’s father?"
Li Zhichang primly said, "Don’t be careless. In the future, he will become my Confucianism and will carry it forward."
Qin Mengyao asked, "Does the ancestor still want him as an apprentice?"
Li Zhichang said, "This won’t happen. If I accept him as my brother, I’m afraid I won’t be able to meet the Middle Ages in the future."
In a small courtyard somewhere on the outskirts of Yidu, Shu, there was a brow, and some handsome teenagers looked like Zhou Hongwen in those days. After splitting the firewood and piling it up, she entered the room. A beautiful woman in Xu Niang was sewing.
When she saw the boy come in, she said, "Say (yue) did you chop the firewood?"
The boy said, "I want to ask you something after splitting my mother."
Belle said, "Go ahead and ask for money."
The young man stared at the belle very calmly, and the belle was surprised at first, thinking that the child was too old.
She said, "Tell me what you have."
The boy said, "Mother, I’m not your father and child, right?"
Belle is Zhou Hongwen’s later wife, Wang. Zhou Hongwen died of a sudden illness. She was young and young, and it was impossible to remarry with Zhou HongWen Er. It was very difficult to throw the child away several times, but she came back to her inexplicably.
This strange thing happened several times, and when I heard that my husband was dead, I was afraid to lose him. Finally, I took a son and remarried to an ordinary person nearby, Zhu Wenhan.
The other knee also regarded Zhou Yuanliang as his own, but also concealed Zhou Yuanliang’s life and changed his name to yue.
It was renamed Zhu said that Zhou Yuanliang two years ago, that is, when he was ten years old, Wang gave birth to another child. Zhu Wenhan and Wang’s eyes were embarrassed. The private school was highly appreciated by Mr. Zhu, but he was forced to drop out of school. In the name of reducing the burden on his family and taking care of his younger brother, the treatment also turned nasty.
The fourth chapter does not teach the eyes to know the mysterious capital
Teenagers are quite independent in reading, and Yan Hui lives in a mean alley. People don’t have to worry about going back and not changing their integrity.
Therefore, there is no self-pity.
It is since half a month ago that he dreamed of a scene every night, like a high mountain, clouds and clouds, a high platform, a moon like water, and a distant person.
He sat at the bottom of the road, and the road turned into a water mirror, and there was a happy scene. A beautiful young woman and a refined man were very happy with a child.
It was not until later that the man fell ill one day and died soon.
The woman finally remarried.
All kinds of scenes are like dew, and they change so quickly that the child gradually grows up and becomes his own appearance.
Occasionally, a dream is nothing, and it has been like this for half a month in a row. Teenagers have to wonder.
In response to all kinds of recent attacks on the neighborhood, there is suspicion in my heart.
It was his calm nature that didn’t show it.
Today, as usual, I finished my hand work before I asked my mother from the classroom.
He suddenly asked Wang a strange question before, and naturally he couldn’t hide his brow and gave birth to different colors.
Wang was very calm when he saw that the teenager was in no hurry, and he thought that it was his species. Even if he was an ordinary family, his bearing style was not comparable to that of rural children
She said, "Since you heard the wind, I might as well tell you that your family name is Zhou Ming, Yuan Liang, the distant ancestor of Zhou Bin, and you were the prime minister of the Great Xia Dynasty. For hundreds of years, your family declined until your great-grandfather Zhou Qin, and your grandfather and father settled in Qingshui County, where your biological mother gave birth to you. Later, I married your father Zhou Hongwen, and later I had to move my family to this Shu because of some accidents. When you were two years old, your father got sick and left. After he left, our orphans and widows relied on to take care of you.
Wang’s short story fell on Zhou Yuanliang’s ears, and he was generous in nine days’ thunderbolt. What he saw in his dream was not true
Of course, he didn’t see Wang abandon him and didn’t succeed. Wang himself didn’t say those things
He knew that although Wang was not his biological mother, it was really rare for him to remarry. This kindness was more important than Taishan.
At the same time, I also know that I am not Zhu Jiasun, and I don’t know where I am.
The sadness in his heart can be felt by Wang.
At that time, even if I had the idea of abandoning him, I would have regarded each other as my own for so many years.
Zhou Yuanliang left silently, and finally made a decision the next day, saying that he would go out to study abroad.
Wang knew in his heart that he couldn’t stay and went with him
Zhou Yuanliang was left alone in Zhujiajian, feeling that heaven and earth were boundless.
He thought of the mountain and the Taoist priest.
In the end, he is a root figure, and he knows vaguely in his heart that I am afraid that the Taoist has done a lot with his own family.
He never forgets anything when he reads it, and carefully recalls the scene of the mountain. The vegetation in the mountain corresponds to the famine he has seen before. It is found that the mountain is probably Wutai Mountain, which was originally called Taiyi Mountain.
It’s all the way to Qian Shan. He’s only 12 years old. It’s difficult and dangerous to go there.
He didn’t say in his heart, "It’s not necessarily how you can have an illusory dream there and go to Qian Shan."
Another voice in my heart said, "Is it difficult for you to go back to heaven so despondently when you have broken home?"? It is easy to be difficult; If it is not easy, it will be difficult. "
Of course, he learned the story of "Learning a Nephew" by Peng Duanshu, a great scholar.
The article says that there are two monks in Shu who are poor and rich.
The poor monk said to the rich monk, "How about I want to go to the South China Sea?" The rich monk said, "Why do you go to the South China Sea?" The poor monk said, "I need a bottle and a rice bowl." The rich monk said, "I’ve been trying to hire a boat along the river for years, but I haven’t been able to make it. What can you do to go to the South China Sea?" In the second year, the poor monk came back from the South China Sea and told the rich monk about it.
I don’t know that there are thousands of miles from the border of Shu to the South China Sea, but the poor monk didn’t go to the South China Sea, but people are determined to study. Isn’t it better than the poor monk on the border of Shu?
She got daoist magic and Xuan Nv, and she was lucky to kill Li Zhichang for seven nights. Of course, she didn’t like it when her ancestors had something to do.
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