The biggest elegant event of the Mongolian wedding was the concert of Yue Heng's three poems. The three resonant poems were quickly spread and spread throughout the Zhongyuan world. The circle of literati started to appreciate the Gao Dynasty.

Each poem is a classic praising the love between men and women. Each poem has its own unique charm, which can make the readers touch and cry, sigh for a long time.

Those classic sentences have been circulated all over the world. Thanks to Yue Heng for bringing them such beautiful poems, which is the greatest hope he has given to lovers in the world.

For a time, believers and pilgrims in the Confucian Temples in various places would secretly recite Yue Heng's name when they thanked him, and he could also enjoy the power of faith in heaven and earth.

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In early summer, after completing the first year of Lidong Academy, Yue Heng brought his three daughters to the mist valley in Chunan.

Since this place was sealed, it has only been opened by Fatty Lei and Meng Zhan once. The two of them went into the valley to see Bi Li, learned the cloud control technique, and mastered the magical power of Somersault Cloud through the somersault cloud explained by Yue Heng!

Now Yue Heng has returned to the valley, not for these magical formulas. He is following his promise that year and bringing his three daughters to meet Bi Li.

The paradise of Misty Valley has undergone earth-shaking changes. Even if Min Ruogu enters for the second time, he is unable to find North by the huge changes.

Su Weiwei and Huo Zhiyun, who entered the valley for the first time, were inexplicably surprised, and were full of desire and surprise for everything in this paradise.

"My friend Yue! Don't be fine!" Bi Li flew over as he stepped on the clouds. The large fog made him look like a god in the sky, causing the three women to exclaim.

Yue Heng greeted him with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a year, and the master's health is getting stronger and stronger!"

The clouds and fog dissipated. The thin old man, Bi Li, appeared in front of everyone. Seeing that he was just an ordinary old man, the three women's emotions were a little calmer.

"My friend Yue, are these your confidants?" asked Bi Li with a smile.

After Yue Heng introduced it one by one, he said: "The master is as wise as a torch, and his disciples are fortunate to find these three confidants."

Bi Li nodded: "Where is that girl last time?"

Yue Heng knew that he was talking about Wen Xinyue. This girl had her own ideas, and her family and external reasons were not as desperate as Min Ruogu, so the two had no contact again. Gradually, the relationship broke down.

"We are not destined to be together, let it go, isn't it good?" Yue Heng said frankly without shyness.

Bi Li sighed and said, "Everything goes with the flow, of course it is the best! Hey, Xiaoyou Yue, have you actually reached the level 8 master's position?"

Yue Heng said modestly: "That's because the master teaches you well..."

The two were talking, Su Weiwei and Huo Zhiyun were curious. The two women knew nothing about Misty Valley and even had no understanding of their relationship. Why did Yue Heng call each other as his master, but Bi Li only call him Yue Xiaoyou?

Only Min Ruogu knows something. This may be related to the pride of literati!

This time, Yue Heng came to visit, and firstly, brought the magic medicine taken from Penglai Immortal Island. Bi Li was old and if he hadn't been taken care of, he would probably not have been able to die in silence for many years.

Secondly, Bi Li taught Yue Heng a lot of knowledge, formations, mechanisms, and literati practice methods, which had a great influence on Yue Heng. Even if Bi Li never admits that he is Yue Heng's master, Yue Heng will firmly treat him with the courtesy of his disciples. Even if his literary position is higher than that of his master and his achievements are greater than that of his master, he is still a disciple.

The four of them stayed in the Mist Valley for three days, and Yue Heng was chatting with his master, asking him about his own way to attack Emperor Wen and his further path to becoming a saint.

The three girls, led by the elk, walked through the entire Misty Valley. Everyone was fascinated by the beautiful scenery here, and they wished they would never leave this fairyland on earth.

Farewell always comes very quickly. After resigning from Billy, Yue Heng asked with a smile: "Why, I'm very satisfied with this place?"

The three girls nodded together. Su Weiwei loved the tranquility here, Huo Zhiyun loved the nature here, and Min Ruogu loved the nature here, and the prerequisite was that Yue Heng could accompany them.

Yue Heng smiled: "Okay! In the next few years, I hope that the three confidants can accompany me to travel the whole world and find our own paradise together?"

"Really?" Su Weiwei exclaimed, unable to believe her ears at all.

"Can you really abandon everything in the world?" Huo Zhiyun was excited. She was looking forward to this ending the most.

"Brother Yue no matter what you do, I am willing to follow you!" Only the little girl Min Ruogu is the simplest. She will stop whatever Yue Heng says. She is the happiest among the three girls. She is the happiest among the three girls. A simple mind means being happy easily.

Yue Heng laughed: "How can I abandon everything? If you want to start a sect and establish a sect, you must enter the world and leave it. This world is an absolutely unavoidable experience. The three-month teaching every year is an opportunity for me to spread my thoughts to the whole world, and I will not give up. But for the rest of the time, I am willing to accompany you to the end of the world, never leave me, and we will work together to find a paradise that belongs to us!"

The three women hugged each other and cried. This was the first time that Yue Heng showed his heart. How can he not feel happy about the end of his hardships?

...

A year later, Yue's mansion was overjoyed, and Yue Heng married two wives at the same time. Su Weiwei and Min Ruogu finally got their wish, which made the whole world envious women.

Three years later, Su Weiwei gave birth to a son. On the same day, the sound of dragon roars came from above Yue Mansion. The newborns born on the same day of Chu were all baptized by Fuxi and the stars will be very far-reaching in the future.

After the full moon, all Yue Heng's friends came to congratulate him. One of them fell down. Many colleagues who had known each other came to Hong County and Qi County. Min Xuhuai and Fatty Lei were guests, Cao Tongpu Muyuan Han Jiheng and others acted as guards in the hospital, and Mo Jingyuan Cui Kang and others brought several baby craftsman toys from Qiankun bags. Yue's mansion was very lively.

Cao Tongpu's boy Cao Jian is already four years old. He is carrying a wooden sword to show off his power in the yard. He competes with Fatty Lei's son Lei Zhen for martial arts. The two kids fight together and send them to fight off their moves. That's really the case!

The women gathered around Su Weiwei and joked with the baby in her arms, and teased them. The boy urinated on Meng Tian, ​​an experienced old mother, which made everyone laugh.

As usual, the men gathered around Yue Heng to congratulate him. Everyone sat in the table and talked about the past, and looked forward to the future. The atmosphere was quite warm.

After a topic ended, Fatty Lei asked, "Third brother, what is my nephew's name?"

Yue Heng just said something dry, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked with a smile: "Why, do you have any ideas? Are you planning to be arrogant?"

He laughed at the side, Fatty Lei didn't care about other people's boos, and touched his forehead, "Hey! My son Lei Zhen's name was chosen by me, how about it? Do you look down on my literary talent?"

Yue Heng gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good name, domineering, powerful, and powerful!"

Puff!

I laughed at a group of people. Why did this review look so much like Lei Zhenzi, the craftsman is best at making?

Fatty Lei didn't care at all, so he raised his teacup and said, "Welcome all friends to come from thousands of miles to congratulate my third brother on his grand joy. He gathered in all directions and was full of friends. Who said that? Oh yes, Confucius said, "Is it a good thing to have friends coming from afar? Third brother, it's better to call my nephew Yue Yunpeng!"

puff……

Yue Heng squirted out a mouthful of water. Yue Yunpeng? You ask my son to call Yue Yunpeng? You kill me!

"Good name!"

"Not bad, there are so many guests in the world, and the meaning is really good!"

"Come on, Master Yue's son also used the names of us ordinary people?"

The guests and friends below kept laughing, leaving only Yue Heng with a headache, giggling foolishly. What a call Yue Yunpeng? Ahhh, Fifth Ring Road, you have one more ring than the Fourth Ring Road...

...

After ten years of hard work, the demon clan and the human clan began to tentatively merge and jointly deal with powerful evil enemies.

Yue Heng finally married Huo Zhiyun, who was half demon, home. The ten-year long-term love run finally came to an end. He soon gave birth to a lively and cute child and had a festive ending.

The Fire Spirit Clan was founded in Kunshan and became the first monster country to build a country with the ten countries, seven mountains and six islands. Since then, the human minds have been systematically introduced into the monster race, and the ancient magic techniques of the monsters have been translated into text by human literati for reference and learning by humans.

Within five years, the "science" school created by Yue Heng subverted the system of the craftsman profession, and the "Yue Poetry" created became a war poetry style for many scholars, and finally became the ninth-level literary priest with the highest literary status in the Zhongyuan world.

The holy path is difficult and takes longer to climb. Yue Heng spent his life finally becoming a level 10 literary saint at the age of fifty-four, becoming the first literati to achieve such a achievement in hundreds of years.

(The book is over)

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The comments of the book: Well, Fantasy is the master's private place. I did not listen to the editor's advice and entered rashly. As expected, the achievements in all aspects were terrible, and even one-quarter of the previous ones were not as good as those in the past.

But no matter what, there is no eunuch, no unfinished (at least I think so, the outline is written until the end of Wenzong, and the top poems and songs are used almost the same), the number of words can reach 1.2 million words, and more than 80% of the poems I collected is used. I am quite satisfied with it and achieved the initial outline plan. As for the lack of subscription, I am helpless. Who said I am a newcomer? My popularity is not very good...

Thank you to all the book friends who have accompanied me along the way. Thank you for accompanying me through this year of writing. I can see the names of each of you in the backstage and see the subscriptions of each of you. It is your support that has made me difficult to get to the present. Thank you very much, thank you very much!

I am not good at expressing myself and rarely communicate with book friends. As for asking for votes, rewards, and subscriptions, I have no face to speak, but this does not mean that I do not pay attention to it. This is the thin-skinnedness of a literati.

That, uh, I've finished the book. Please help me subscribe if you have the conditions. Thank you, thank you! Shocking... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!