and in the palace.

One person plays solo, makes the piano, one person sings solo, plays Nanyin, one person dances solo, and plays Zheng dance.

"...... Misplace"

"Waiting for people to ......"

"Waiting for people, ...... of you"

"Waiting for people, Xi, ......"

Ya Fan (the first Qin Tianzi, the musician who played the music and food when the princes ate for the second time. A song "Waiting for People", the voice of the southern voice, the listener wept, but unfortunately the woman on the seat, holding the wine jue, was not moved at all, and sang slowly: "Waiting for people, waiting for people...... It's a pity that the mountains and seas are absolutely unique, and you don't return...... Who are you singing for?"

When Yahan heard this, he immediately knelt down in fear and replied, "The slave sings for his wife." ”

"You pity me?"

"Compare me to Emperor Yu's wife, Tu Shan Nujiao?"

At the banquet, Mi Huang lowered her head and grabbed a chopsticks of newly given meat, tasting it herself, the crystal juice wet her red lips, she didn't feel it, she just smiled: "However, Emperor Yu only married the daughter of the strongest clan Tushan clan in order to borrow the power of Dongyi, and he will go three days after marriage." I have been going for thirteen years, and I have passed through the door three times without entering. Nujiao looks forward to the king all her life, but you don't return to ......"

"I sympathize with the female Jiao and create a song "Waiting for People". ”

As he spoke, Mi Huang tasted the sake of the Zhou Dynasty that was paid tribute by the country, and his voice was hoarse and tearful: "But you only see the poor girl." ”

"If my Da Chu can get Emperor Yu, even if I cry to death ten hundred and thousands of Tushan Nujiao, what is the innocent?

Yafan was speechless: "Madame taught you a lesson." ”

"Change the song, it's more lively, this one is too unlucky. Mi Huang drank the wine and said hoarsely.

"No!"

Yafan glanced at Si Mo behind him, thought for a while, and said, "The slave sang the song "Shijiang" to help Mrs. Food." ”

"Sing it!"

Mi Huang waved his sleeves.

"Smack!"

The food continued, Yafan closed his palms, eight people in a team, a total of two pairs of female musicians came to the stage, each holding a wine bottle, holding a feather, long sleeves hanging to the ground, standing in the hall.

The women's music club is two or eight Qirong, graceful posture, clothes Ayaluo, autumn waves obliquely sent, beautiful and generous, long sleeves such as a pipe, tactfully intersecting, dancing is still Zheng dance, the song is Chu Di Nanyin, "Shijiang", "Cailing" and other folk songs, after the song and sing "Zheng Feng", "Wei Feng" ......

Left and right musicians, sitting or standing, Chen Zhong pressing the drum.

The towering high walls, the imposing towers, the vermilion riveted palace gates, and the long rows of torches stand in front of the palace gates, illuminating the palace gates that have been closed for many days, and the sound of the whole royal court is heard.

A song is over, and another song is a song, which seems endless.

In the palace, the ser played wildly and filled the drum music.

From the starry sky to the faint morning light.

The inner and outer courts shook.

Shen Wuxing waited outside the palace gate for a few days, and when he heard this "Song of the North", he was suddenly shocked and got up from the ground: "Who is this in the palace who plays the "Song of the North" of the demise of Yin Shang?"

The strictly guarded forbidden army did not answer.

Seeing this, Shen Wuxing stepped forward and slammed the door loudly: "I know, it must be her!"

"I want to see her!"

The forbidden army on the palace gate immediately stepped forward to stop it.

"The queen is still sick, and she doesn't see anyone!"

"I don't believe it, if the queen is sick, who would dare to play such a beautiful sound and quarrel with her to recuperate?"

"Ben Yin wants to go in, you get out of the way!"

Shen Wuxing was noisy and noisy, I don't know how long later, there was a sudden gust of wind in the sky, the light of the torch shook for a while, and in the shaking firelight, only a bang was heard, the palace gate was opened, and several powerful soldiers carried a huge wooden card, strode out, and hung above the palace gate.

The Forbidden Commander said aloud:

"The king has an order: whoever admonishes will be killed!"

Shen Wuxing looked at the seven big characters written on the wooden card in disbelief: "This can't be written by her!"

"She's not that kind of person!"

"I want to see her ——"

"This trace is inscribed by the queen herself! Lord Xianyin, see for yourself!"

In response to him, the commander of the forbidden army said in a very positive tone, and the soldiers who rushed out of the palace gate with halberds pressed him to the ground, and the court staff was added, and inside the palace gate, a distant female voice came out: "If anyone dares to break into the palace again, I would rather kill than forgive!"

"No!"

The commander of the forbidden army looked at Shen Wuxing with compassion: "Lord Xianyin also heard it, do you really want to find death?"

"The lessons of the past are just around the corner. ”

Pointing to the dried corpse hanging on the palace not far away, the forbidden army persuaded him to retreat quickly: "Lord Xianyin, it's better to leave quickly, don't disturb Jun'an!"

"Ben Yin didn't see her for a day!"

"Not a day will be gone!"

Shen was fearless and stubborn and refused to leave.

This is followed by heavy punishments.

……

Outside the palace, there was a crackling sound of court staffs, screams and scolding, and they were heard for a while: "Why have even you changed?"

"Why ?——"

"You're coming out——"

"Mi room, the ninth generation grandson, Mi Huang!"

"You give me —— out"

……

In the palace, the silk and bamboo orchestral bell music continues, the Huang leans against the window, overlooks the dragon and the bridge, and the golden jue in his hand is more than a cup, as if he is intoxicated by listening.

No one knows for what reason.

She came back to life.

Many palace people have been shocked by the tenacity of her life, like a weed, even if it is burned and plucked, it will re-emerge and sprout in the soil, and naturally no one understands what the reason is for supporting the resurrection of a person who deserves death, even if this move is only a joke.

"If I were her, I wouldn't live......"

"As a first-order prisoner, what's the point of living like this?"

"A cold palace is a cold palace. ”

"No matter how noble and magnificent it is, it is also a cold palace. ”

"No, no, no, this cold palace is not something that ordinary people can live in!"

"Hehehe......"

Night, daytime, in the corner of the palace, in the chamber, on the dragon and bridge, under the corridor, in the back kitchen, outside the palace gate...... These voices can be heard.

But she didn't seem to hear anything, and either she was silent for a day, or whenever it was time for dinner, she would come to play music and sing, and indulge in the beautiful sound of singing, dancing and feasting all day long, as if this would dispel all kinds of chatter, all kinds of invective.

Quiet solitude for a while......

The white gauze swayed gently with the wind, like Mei Ji's soft waist slowly bowed down, dancing obliquely, and the cold wind passed through her half-open placket, climbing up the hao neck wrapped in layers of gauze, giving birth to a layer of fine chicken skin.

The little witch who poured wine for her looked back frequently, and finally said hesitantly: "Wang...... There's an adult calling you!"

"Ignore it!"

"These guys have had enough, and they'll break up. ”

The noise and abuse outside the hall did not stop, and Mi Huang did not pay attention to it, as if he was intoxicated by the music, leaning on the window edge and nodding his head, he never opened his eyes from beginning to end: "Add wine!"

"Yes......"

The little witch cowardly should be.

At the age of eight or nine, she was dressed in a red and white witch suit, with long braids and red headbands on the back of her head, and she looked immature. According to the tradition of Chu Wu, it is a great honor to be selected as a spirit son from birth, and it is even more fortunate that as a god, he was sent to the major shrines and followed the priests to serve the gods.

The long wind came from the sky, blowing on her body, the snow-white fox velvet was as light as a feather, she slowly stretched her hand out of the window, as if she had grown wings in an instant, and could fly out of the window at any time, and said quietly: "Little amaranth, you said that people can see the gods if they jump off this high platform?"

"Wang ......"

Standing behind her, Xiao Yuan looked at her outstretched arms hesitantly, and reached out to grab her, with obvious worry lingering in her eyes.

The high platform is as high as more than ten zhang.

If a person jumps down, even if the priest can pass through the ghosts and gods, he will not have the power to return to heaven.

"Ask him what man lives ?...... for?"

Mi Huang asked out loud.

After asking, the woman chuckled as if laughing at herself: "Do you think he will answer me?"

"The king asked, we and other gods should ask the ghosts and gods, but the little amaranth has limited ability, and I don't know if we can communicate with the gods to solve the king's doubts......" The little witch replied honestly, bowing her head.

Mi Huang looked back at the little witch who came to pray for her every day.

Holding the huge bronze wine bottle, Xiao Amaranth lowered her head and continued: "Little Amaranth doesn't even know if the gods really exist, otherwise why would such a kind person as Wang be locked up here? No one even dares to ...... with you Dare to talk to you...... Even the whole royal court will have such a terrible thing...... Killing is everywhere, blood is being shed everywhere...... But we kept praying, but we couldn't stop ......"

Later, the little body trembled slightly, as if remembering a terrible night, when a large number of troops broke into the palace city, swept through every palace and shrine, and pulled them out, and there were horizontal corpses inside and outside, screams everywhere, and blasphemy against the ancestors and gods......

Sin is spreading.

But the spirit to whom they had prayed was nowhere to be found......

After saying this, she raised her head in a panic and said, "King, please don't tell Lord Xiao Zhu about this! Xiao Amaranth did not mean to blaspheme the gods!" Then, with her hands on her chest, she immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness for her sins.

"Don't be afraid, I won't tell him!"

Mi Huang smiled, bent down and touched the short and thin little witch: "This is the secret between us!"

"Secret?"

Amaranth's eyes lit up.

"Shh

The jade finger touched the red lips, and Mi Huang said, "The secret of your talk to me!"

Xiao Amaranth covered her mouth and nodded: "Hmm!"

"Little Amaranth won't say it either!"

What a pair of clear and bright eyes appeared in front of her eyes, but unfortunately, she only saw the ugliness and shamelessness of people in those eyes......

Mi Huang smiled more kindly and gently, and bent down to touch the top of her hair: "Well, I will ask you to pray for me in the future!"

"Although Xiao Amaranth is still only the lowest god, he will definitely wish the king with the most sincere heart. Xiao Amaranth wanted to kneel and kowtow again, but was half-pulled by Mi Huang with a smile: "No need to kneel, I believe your words." ”

"Wang, you are so ......"

Xiao Amaranth looked at her, and the phoenix stiffened and smiled.

Oh, there is only one person called "King......

Count?

Turning his head to look at the palace standing on the top of Jing Chu, looking at those people who crawl up every day, passing through the layers of figures and waving flags, it seems that he sees that familiar figure in the distance, and he drank his neck, and the wine glass was empty again.

The voice was as hoarse as a crow: "Little amaranth, the sake of this Great Zhou Dynasty is good, add some more to me." ”

"Oh, good!"

The little witch immediately got up and poured the wine, and as soon as the wine was halfway filled, she put it away: "But the king...... The sword wound on your neck has not healed, and the doctors have said that you can't drink alcohol, let alone too much, so don't drink it......

The corners of Mi Huang's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around and smiled: "Huh...... You're a future shrine maiden!How can you listen to the nonsense of those doctors?!"

"yes......"

Xiao Amaranth was stunned for a moment, touched her head and smirked, and then said seriously: "The teacher also told us that those foreign doctors are the worst! They spare no effort to slander us pious gods in front of the world, saying that we can only remove, divination, sacrifice, and pray for blessings...... There is no way to redeem the world!"

"But the priests often told us that man is not permanent and cannot be a witch doctor. We and other gods should devote their lives to wholeheartedly, communicate with ghosts and gods, and bless the great Chu. ”

"The priest is right!"

Mi Huang looked at her seriously, and gently patted her little hand holding the wine bottle: "So at any time, don't make remarks in the accident world." ”

"Just be yourself!"

"But...... I'm still afraid, king!"

"I am afraid that the royal city, the royal palace, will be surrounded again and again, and there will be many dead people, so many dead people...... The plague god will also follow, and countless calamities will befall my great Chu......" In the end, the little witch trembled again.

"Don't be afraid, your prayers will be heard by the gods!"

Mi Huang looked at her young, her eyes were sad, she was born in troubled times, and no matter how young her life was, she only understood the difficulties of the world early.

"Hmm!"

The little witch seemed to feel great power because of these words, carefully placed the wine bottle on the ground, grabbed the jade cong hanging on her chest with both hands, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times and nine times towards the shrine in the southeast direction: "The emperor is above, the earth is below, the witch amaranth, I beg the king to get rid of his illness as soon as possible, bless me and Dachu, there will be no more war and death, no more crying and suffering......"

……

At this time, in the side hall of Zhu Palace, a small official rushed into the hall and shouted: "Ladies and gentlemen, something is wrong!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly turned around and looked out, only to see the little official running in, and said breathlessly: "Xianyin was scepted by the court again just now!"

"What's so strange about that?"

In the palace, the ministers did not think so, but the little official said, "It is not unusual, but the order to rebuke him with the rod is from the new king." ”

"What new king is cured?"

Someone was so shocked that he almost choked to death on the dry food he stole from his mouth.

Secretly compared a "dead warped" action on her neck: "Isn't she already ...... There is only one breath left, and it is not far from "that ......"

"It's all here......"

The little official shook his head, he just saw this scene inadvertently, and said the gossip in a low voice: "The person who was about to die, not only did not die, but also came back to life, and ordered someone to beat Lord Xianyin with a heavy cane, and hung a wooden sign in front of the palace gate, which read, "Whoever admonishes will be killed!"

"What?"

"Is that so?"

"She, she, she...... How dare that?"

A group of old ministers exclaimed in disbelief, who was Shen Wuxing risking his life to break into the palace to admonish? But in the end, he was scolded by Mi Huang with a cane, and what was even more unbelievable was that she made this "hanging card refusal", which was unheard of and shocked the government and the public.

"Faint Monarch! I have never had such a faint monarch in the three hundred years of Great Chu!"

"As a new monarch, since she returned to the city, she has done such a ridiculous thing without asking about the government and politics!"

All the ministers seemed to have found a unified voice for a while, and condemned Mi Huang.

"If we don't advise in time, how is it different from traitors and slanderers?"

"After a hundred years, how will you face the previous king?"

The ministers were talking about this matter, and even agreed to participate in this matter in the court, but after hearing this, the high priest only frowned deeply, and shouted to the side of the junior official who came to report the news, and understood it carefully: "Is this matter serious?"

The petty officer nodded and recounted what he had seen and heard.

When the high priest heard this, he looked at the dim sky outside the Zhu Palace, and sighed secretly: "Could it be that my Da Chu can't escape this ?......luck?"

"Priest, why do you look so solemn?"

The ministers or the group sat on the ground, covered with thick dog skins, and surrounded by a bronze stove for warmth, and when they heard his words, they were immediately startled, and looked around to see all the priests looking suspiciously at the solemn face, as if they wanted to see a smile on the old face full of withered spots, but in the end their hopes were disappointed.

Zhao Hou, who walked in from outside the hall, was taking off his cloak and rubbing his hands, and when he saw that everyone was showing such a look of surprise, he asked in surprise, and Fang heard the priest sigh with a heavy expression: "The malaria evil is not far away, how can the evil worship stay away from ?......"

Immediately pulled down a smile.

The ministers looked at each other with a look of surprise and confusion.

Li Lao followed Zhao Hou into the hall, only to see that all the courtiers showed a look of uneasiness because of the priest's words.

"That's good?......"

Some even exclaimed.

Secretly frowned at the priest, Li Lao did not speak first, but understood the beginning and end from the side, and then sat down in the banquet, asked for a cup of tea soup, slowly poured a mouthful, and quickly wondered in his heart, whether this move came from Ruo Ao Ziyan or the two of them, who was the hand?

That's a big difference......

Thinking of this, Li Lao immediately raised his hand and stopped everyone's discussion on this matter: "I said everyone, it's a lie!"

"What do you mean?"

The ministers looked at it.

"According to the old man, this move must be during the new king's recuperation, I don't want you to disturb the purity, I didn't understand the reason, so it was not the courtiers who ran to the palace to make such a noise. ”

"Even if it's true, we should first pass through Chu Gong!"

"So, Elder Li doesn't approve of this?"

The organic spirit had already opened his mouth and asked tentatively.

Li Lao looked at the junior official who reported the news: "Did you see it with your own eyes or hear it with your own ears?"

The junior official recalled it carefully and shook his head: "The subordinate just heard a female voice from a distance, but if you think about it carefully, the voice is not very similar to that ......."

The woman's voice was low and hoarse...... It's as ugly as a crow. ”

Old Li's eyes rolled.

In my heart, I was even more sure that this move was not from the hand of Mi Huang, it should be Ruo Ao Ziyan used her name to block the mouths of Youyou, but she talked nonsense and said: "The old minister heard that Jun Shang was infected in this illness, I am afraid that his voice is hoarse, and it is natural that you can't recognize it for a while, so we still don't disturb Jun An for these trivial things." ”

"And Xianyin is less than anything. ”

Li Lao glanced at his abolished right arm, and said awkwardly with the teacup in his left hand: "The master is not a director, in the old man's opinion, it is good to punish a penalty, a long lesson." ”

Regarding Li Lao's obvious jealousy of Taishi's words, some people pretended to be deaf and dumb, and some people echoed it again and again.

The junior official also said: "But don't worry, Duke Chu is merciful, and has sent someone to send Lord Xianyin back to the house for medical treatment, and he will definitely recover as soon as possible." ”

This remark was exchanged for a knowing smile from Old Li, and his beard turned up slightly: "What did the old man say, with the presence of Duke Chu, everything is stable." We should still take the ceremony first, hurry up and prepare, so that we can receive the princes of the world to come to envoys, otherwise we will lose my great Chu etiquette, and let the guests from all sides see the joke in vain!"

His eyes fell on the envoys of the princes of the subject countries waiting outside the hall, Li Lao stroked his beard and sighed: "You see, the envoy of the Marquis of Zeng has already been waiting outside the palace, but we have not even decided on an auspicious day for a great ceremony, and we really have the entrustment of the Duke of Chu!"

"Lord Priest. ”

In order to supervise the acceleration of his plan, Li Lao walked to several witch ministers and said with a half-coerced hand: "The old man is here, I want to privately implore you to choose an auspicious day with Bu Yin and all the great powers, otherwise it will affect the entire national fortune of my Great Chu." ”

The ministers bowed their heads one after another.

Urging repeatedly.

"That's it!"

Seeing that everyone had reached an agreement, Li Lao's grinning gaze swept over the high priest and threw down a sentence: "Besides, the current situation is stable, and our courtiers are afraid that they will not be able to do it." It is useless to talk about evil all day long, and it is useless for the country, the priest thinks?!" He waved his sleeves and beckoned everyone to the main hall.

"Let's go, let's go...... There are also all kinds of militaristic affairs waiting for you and me to deal with. ”

"Don't gossip, spend your time. ”

The ministers also bowed their heads one after another: "What Right Yin said is extremely true!"

In the distance, Nagisa Palace stands on top of the platform.

As the power center of Great Chu, there are too many affairs about the fate of Great Chu that need to be dealt with every day, especially now that the foreign war with the Jin State and the domestic political turmoil have just calmed down, there can be no more unstable factors within Great Chu, otherwise it will inevitably cause everyone's nerves to be tense, so there is what Li Lao said just now.

The lonely figure of the high priest fell behind the courtiers.

There was no sound.

Left and right Dazhu, Xiao Zhu indignantly pointed to the backs of those who went away with each other and cursed: "Lord Priest, these Shiqing doctors do not respect ghosts and gods, and they will suffer trouble for me as soon as possible!"

The high priest held a witch scroll under his arm, looked at the pale hoarfrost covering the window, took out a whitish tortoise shell, and shook it gently.

The crunch sound of "ding ding ding......

Echoing in the empty hall.

After a long time, the two yáo scrambled out of the tortoise shell and landed on the ground.

Da Zhu looked down and was shocked: "Lord Priest, it is the first yin of the Kun hexagram, and the speech: the sixth day of the first month." ”

Xiao Zhu recited from memory: "Kun hexagram, the sixth day of the first month: frost, ice to the end." ”

"So, the first frost has fallen, is the ice still far away?"

The priest reverently held the tortoise shell and said in a low voice.

The gloomy sky, the biting cold wind, as his words sounded as if blowing the horn of winter, rushed towards him, fluttering and blowing away the white feather coats inlaid with feathers and jade beads on all the witches' bodies, the jade beads tinkled and clanged, and the white feathers trembled in the wind, as if they were about to break free from the shackles of fate and fly farther north.

Bu Yin also looked at the sky of Dachu with a silent face, and the weather gradually changed.

Facing the cold north wind, the high priest stepped out of the main hall with the first frost on his feet, Bu Yin, and all the witches followed his pace, away from the Zhu Palace, and walked towards the Taimiao hidden in the mist.

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