"All gods must participate in training before they perform their duties, including compulsory courses and elective courses. For example, if we are mountain gods, the compulsory courses include zoology, botany, herbal medicine, astronomy, astrology, and geography with headaches..."

“What about the elective courses?”

"The electives are mostly singing, dancing, zither, poetry, art, etc."

"What course do you like the most?"

"I like to learn how to play the flute the most. I even play the flute in my dreams. Once, while I was blowing in my dreams, hundreds of birds sing and phoenixes danced. A handsome young man came to dance with Yu'er. He danced so well, but unfortunately I couldn't see his face clearly. Later, when I met the young man, I remembered that his figure was exactly the same as you, hehehe."

"My little mouth is getting sweeter."

"It's not intentionally making you happy, Yu'er tells the truth."

"I believe you never lie to me."

Lantai thought, I hope I can dance with you forever and make meals for you forever.

Next to them was a wonderful tree, with a height of hundreds of feet high and no branches. The tree body was divided into three equally, and the leaves like mulberry leaves were clustered on the top of the canopy.

On the body of the tree near the north, the leaves are as red as fire; the one in the middle is golden; the one facing the south is as green as blue as blue, this tree is called the Three Mulberry Tree.

In such a poetic place, Holantai took out the red sandalwood flute from his arms and started playing it.

The fairy's dancing posture was indeed first-class. A group of snow-white cranes flew from afar and danced under the three mulberry trees, surrounding them in the middle. Will time be as quiet as ever?

Won't.

Even if it is quiet here at this moment, it may not be better if it is anywhere else.

In recent years, in addition to the establishment of the prince, Shan Haiwang has another knot in his heart.

That is, whenever he encounters a difficult state or war and is at a loss, his subordinates will always report that they have received an anonymous letter.

It is always a bamboo slip with red ribbons, and it is always a few words to solve the king's urgent needs.

Logically speaking, if there are such talents in Shanhai Country, should we be happy as a monarch? Why are we worried instead?

That's because over time, whenever something is difficult, Shan Haiwang begins to restlessly look forward to anonymous letters, almost losing the ability to think, and the same is true for his ministers.

If the anonymous letter does not come for a day, the King of Shan Hai will not be able to sleep and eat for a day. He will not even enjoy the wine. He will not even be interested in rolling off the bed sheet with the most beautiful concubine. He has become dependent on the master in the dark.

This is very scary.

Moreover, if you don’t know the essence of the master, you cannot comfort and win over him well. Once the master turns his finger and goes to another country, it will be a major blow to the country of Shanhai.

The palace was very cautious and could not even fly as much as you want. How did the anonymous letter be sent in? It means that the invisible sage is actually in the palace.

Shan Haiwang offered a reward of several months, but still nothing was obtained.

This master doesn’t want money or officials, and he doesn’t even want people to know who he is, so what is he trying to do?

The eldest son Qi Guang was also extremely concerned about this matter.

However, the second young master Wangshu was not interested at all. He was only interested in female females recently, and he was almost better than his wife's craftsmanship.

As for the third young master Lantai who can get off the ground while walking, it seems that he is even less interested in anonymous letters.

He still often goes to "hunting", but more than 99% of them return empty-handed, and continues to be ridiculed by the young master Qi Guang and doesn't care at all.

The more Holantai smiled and didn't care, the more people were called a fool.

Someone kindly told him that others were laughing at him.

But Holantai said, no, maybe it was laughing at others.

"It's you, I laugh at you with my name."

"That might be someone who laughs at the same name as me."

Holantai said openly.

So I gained more ridicule.

Just laugh, but you won’t lose any meat.

On that day, when it was the birthday of King Shan Hai, the hall was brightly lit and lively.

The three princes and ministers with higher status all came to the banquet to congratulate each other, and each "prepare a little gift".

This is the natural best time to flatter, and it is also a rare shortcut to get promoted and make money.

The self-righteous "little ritual" that everyone calls is actually a rare treasure collected everywhere, and a single piece can be called priceless.

There are night pearls with fists, agate qilins with red and white, dragonfly eye glass beads with "singing", and original works of famous painters a hundred years ago... Many ordinary people are not enough to buy these "poor gifts" scams.

The eldest son Qi Guang knew that his father loved horses, so he specially managed to get a top-level sweat-blooded horse, spending tens of thousands of taels of gold.

Humph, as long as you please the father and make yourself the prince, the whole country will belong to you, and ten thousand taels of gold will be considered a shrimp?

King Shan Hai was wearing a happy purple-red robe, sitting upright in the hall, accepting kneeling and gifts.

In the seat close to him with a noble status, the three dukes and nine ministers and three princes sat upright, while the other ministers sat in a farther position.

The maids, who were as beautiful as flowers, presented food and wine like flowing water.

At this time, someone suggested that the three young men each perform their own talents to cheer up the birthday party.

"this......"

Shan Haiwang knows his sons very well, and is especially worried that his second son and third son will make a fool of themselves, which will ruin everyone's fun.

However, the eldest son Qi Guang had already stood up. He must not give up the opportunity to raise himself so well and belittle his two younger brothers.

You should not carry weapons when you go to the palace. Besides, the birthday of your father is not suitable for playing weapons. Then dance to the boxing.

Young Master Qi Guang bowed his wrist and opened his posture in the spacious area in the center of the hall.

Although he is not as tall as his second brother and as tall as his third brother, he is more powerful than others.

After a disagreement, a set of Tongbei fist was first introduced, and then a set of Baguazhang. The movements and movements attracted everyone's praise.

King Shan Hai also nodded in praise.

All this made Young Master Qi Guang very proud, and even showed off his attacking skills with twelve points.

Lan Tai squinted his eyes and tilted, and from time to time he suddenly drooped his head, and his nose hit the wine bottle and woke up, making people feel that he was drowsy.

In fact, he was very focused and even discovered and recorded the weaknesses in the eldest son's boxing technique.

Young Master Qi Guang glanced at his restless second brother and his third brother who was dozing off frequently, happily looking forward to seeing them make a fool of themselves.

Although the second young master Wangshu is not short, he has been weak and sick since childhood. He usually blushed when he talks in front of others. Now he is so nervous.

But when he saw the father's face sinking, he was so scared that he immediately started to play and said weakly: "Then, I will write a poem improvise and celebrate my father's birthday."

Shan Haiwang said with some dissatisfaction and encouragement: "It's great."

Young Master Wangshu didn't dare to look at everyone, so he lowered his head and paced back and forth for a few steps, and murmured in a faint voice:

"Tian Baoding is also the solidity of Kong.

If you are single and generous, why not get rid of your blessings?

Like the constant moon, like the rising sun.

Like the longevity of the Nanshan Mountain, it will never collapse.

Like the lushness of pine and cypress, all of them may be borne by you.”
Chapter completed!