On the bank of Jingshui, a remote ferry, dilapidated and desolate, is obviously abandoned for a long time, and there are no pedestrians who have long been abandoned.

On the left bank of the river, there are four people and four horses, the people are proud, and the horses are as strong as dragons.

Two of them stood side by side, and one of them looked blank and a little emotional. One person's eyes were full of energy, and he looked full of ambition.

Both of them raised their eyes to the vast expanse of water.

Jing water is still flowing, and the waves are not waved.

Among the verdant reeds on both sides, mixed with a few points of gray and yellow, a gust of wind blew, making a rattling sound, and all kinds of unknown birds played in it, chirping and chirping.

Zhao Yi put away the emotional look on his face, leaned over and picked up a small stone chip from the ground, leaned over and raised his hand to throw it out, the small stone piece swayed a series of water drifts on the water surface, like a fish jumping on the water surface, and finally sank to the bottom after exhaustion.

Standing next to Zhao Yi was Sun Jingluo, wearing a scarf on his head, wearing a gray robe, and a standard scribe's dress.

The gloomy haze in the eyes of the past was swept away, and the spirit was refreshed and the spirit was fluttering.

When he saw Zhao Yi's child's playing, he also had a childlike heart, leaned over and picked up a small stone piece, and threw it towards the water like Zhao Yi.

Sun Jingluo didn't care, clapped his palms, and laughed at himself with a smile: "Sure enough, he is a weak scholar, he has no strength in his hands, and he can't compare to His Royal Highness who fights on the battlefield, and he has a thousand powers in his hands." ”

The young man glanced at him and said disdainfully: "You don't have a good shot at all, if this is said by the boy of the witch knife, I still feel a little complacent." ”

Sun Jing shrugged his shoulders slightly, made a calm look, and said: "It seems that the fact that I am a sycophant is not good, and I should not show it in the future, but I still want to say that His Royal Highness actually dares to make a decision with a sacred heart, so that I, a down-and-out scholar, can ascend to the sky in one step, Sun is not only grateful in my heart, but also sincerely worships, and I will do my best and die." ”

The young man nodded and praised: "These words are not bad, and the grade of the sycophant has been improved by several steps. ”

Immediately, the young prince put away his laughter, his face became serious, and there was some worry in his peach blossom eyes, "Brother Sun, this time you can come forward and promise to go to Wuzhou City, I thank you on behalf of the Chu Palace." We all know that today's position of Jiaozhou Assassin is not a high-ranking official and honorable status, but a hot potato who will throw away his life at any time. ”

Sun Jingluo grinned, put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes to look at the water, and said: "Death, some are lighter than the feathers, and some are heavier than Mount Tai. Now that I was born in troubled times, I am assisting the Lord, showing what I have learned, and making some achievements, compared to the ideal in my heart, there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

Although Sun Jingluo's words were said lightly, they were full of emotion in the ears of the young son.

It is often said in the world that a scholar loves fame and fame, just as a man loves beauty.

But the young man felt that the scholar beside him had a deeper expectation in addition to the desire for fame, but he couldn't understand it for the time being.

At present, Wuzhou City, and even the entire Chu land are like Jingshui in front of you, the water surface is not alarmed, and the water is already turbulent, and if you are not careful, the boat will capsize and die.

"I heard that this Jingshui is from Yunmeng Daze, does Brother Sun know anything about Yunmengze?" Zhao Yi diverted the topic.

Sun Jingluo shook his head, "I've only read about it in books, but I haven't been there." ”

The young man looked up at the sky, the sky was gray and hazy, and the dark clouds were continuous.

He didn't seem to be in the mood to talk any further, turned around and beckoned, and said, "Bring the wine!"

A petite woman wearing dark purple armor took out a small pot of wine from the package on horseback, calmly walked to Zhao Yi's side, and bowed down to hand it over.

Zhao Yi stretched out his hand to take the wine jug, turned sideways to face Sun Jingluo, and said with a smile: "Brother Sun, let's take a sip, the right is for you to practice." ”

The young prince took a sip first, and then handed the wine jug in his hand to Sun Jingluo.

Taking the wine pot in Zhao Yi's hand, Sun Jingluo's face became solemn, and he arched his hand: "Your Highness, rest assured, Sun will not disappoint you and the teacher's expectations." ”

After speaking, he also took a big sip.

Sun Jingluo stretched out his hand and wiped his lips, his face relaxed, raised the wine jug in his hand, and said, "Your Highness, I am afraid that your practice of wine is the most humble in history." ”

The young prince glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the horse, and when he came to a brown horse next to the witch knife, the young prince reached out and patted the bag on the horse's back, turned his head and smiled: "It's all ready for you, enough for you to drink all the way." ”

Sun Jingluo, who was following behind the young prince, shook his head helplessly and said, "There is no wine and no food, Your Highness, you are really a good family." ”

The young prince laughed and said: "No way, everyone in the family has to eat, and it is a little bit to save a little." ”

Sun Jing bowed slightly, "Then thank Your Highness for spending money." ”

The witch knife holding the knife in one hand and the reins of the horse in the other glanced at the two of them, sighed, turned sideways and stopped looking at the two, the petite woman lowered her head and smiled, she couldn't stand the behavior of the two young men with good status.

The young man glanced at the witch knife and the petite woman, and snorted in his mouth, the former looking lazy and unresponsive. The latter immediately put away his smile, his face changed drastically, and he was sincerely afraid.

Zhao Yi shouted at the witch knife: "Witch knife, you follow Lord Sun to Wuzhou City to protect his safety, if Lord Sun is missing a hair, you know the consequences." ”

Wu Dao turned around, bowed his head in agreement, and then looked up at Zhao Yi again, frowned and said: "Your Highness, is this considered a personal vendetta of the communiqué? ”

The young prince sighed in his heart, the few personal guards that Du Huangting equipped him with, all of them had strange temperaments, neither up nor down, the witch sword was like this, and the witch knife was even worse, only the new petite woman named Phantom was respectful to him, and he didn't dare to have a trace of neglect.

Zhao Yi bowed his hand to Sun Jingluo and said, "Brother Sun, let's leave it all the way, take care all the way." ”

Sun Jingluo bowed his hand and said, "Your Highness, take care." ”

Zhao Yi nodded, squeezing out a smile on his face.

Sun Jingluo took the reins of the horse from the witch knife, then turned over on the horse, and the horse that sat down stepped in broken steps, Sun Jingluo on the back of the horse tightened the reins, and after taking a deep look at Zhao Yi, he pulled the reins, and the horse that sat down turned his head and trotted towards the south.

The witch knife on the horse rushed at Zhao Yi, and then he also pulled the reins, beating the horse to catch up with Sun Jingluo in front.

Zhao Yi stood with his hands in his hands, raising his eyes to look at the two horsemen heading south, and a pair of peach blossom eyes showed a trace of melancholy.

Sun Jingluo went to Wuzhou City this time, it was really more auspicious, as for whether he could change the situation in Jiaozhou, the young prince had no bottom in his heart, fortunately, he had already made two preparations, if Wenzhi was not good, then he would attack.

On that day, Xie Guan Juxian did not avoid his relatives, recommended his protégé and son, and was ordered to hand over the assassination history and farewell to the state, and the young son agreed on the spot.

It stands to reason that the appointment of a governor should at least be discussed with the minister of state, who is the head of the hundred officials of the state of Chu, but Zhao Yi, including Xie Guan and Jing Hu, did not do so, and the old minister of state, like other officials in Chu, learned about it from the appointment order.

Of course, the young prince's actions made the old prime minister, the head of the hundred officials, angry, and his face became more and more gloomy, but he did not speak out against it, but showed his approval of the appointment of the young prince.

The other families did not express any objection.

This kind of reaction is very abnormal, it is said that the situation on the battlefield is unpredictable, but in fact, the situation in the temple is even more treacherous.

The petite woman, who was the personal guard of the young prince, waited quietly, keeping full attention to the surrounding situation, and no disturbance escaped her ears and eyes.

It wasn't until the two horsemen heading south were hidden in the verdant mountains that Zhao Yi withdrew his gaze, he reached out absentmindedly and stroked the horse's head, and said softly: "Let's go." ”

The petite woman looked at the young prince and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Zhao Yi turned over on his horse, held the reins in his hand, turned his head to look in the southeast direction, and said, "Go to Luofu Mountain first." ”

The two horses of the southern Xinjiang alien species, the horse's hooves flew over, the sound shook the wilderness, raised a cloud of dust, and soon disappeared in the verdant mountains.