Now the old King Chu lives in the Yangxin Garden on the east side of the palace garden, living in a simple place, and rarely sees outsiders.

When Zhao Yi went, he happened to meet the old King of Chu eating, and there were three sisters Deyang, Pujia, and Zhuohua next to him.

Zhao Yi was invited by Deyang's "enthusiasm", but had no choice but to sit down beside her, he and Sun Jingluo hung out in Yuchun Building for a long time, drinking more and eating less, and smelling the fragrance at this time, he also had some appetite.

During the meal, Zhao Yi was not easy to mention, for fear of disturbing the peaceful atmosphere of the banquet, the old King of Chu had been smiling happily, completely looking like a loving father, and did not mention anything about the political affairs of the Chu State.

After finishing the meal, he finally waited until the three sisters Deyang, Pujia, and Zhuohua were gone, and Zhao Yi explained his intention to the old King of Chu and asked how to deal with it.

After a while, the old King of Chu waved his hand to let the maid who gave her a pinching back to step down, and then said to Zhao Yi: "I already know, I won't interfere in these things, and leave them all to you to deal with." ”

Zhao Yi didn't expect that his uncle would actually shirk everything, he really did what he said, and no longer interfered in the affairs of Chu State, and he suddenly felt pressure in his heart.

The old Chu Wang, who was half-lying on the warm couch, smiled: "Some people are really unable to hold their breath, this king has only been retired for a few days and can't help but want to make a move, so it's okay, Yi'er, it should be a test for you, whether you are the son of the world or not, everyone is looking at it." ”

Zhao Yi was silent for a long time, and finally bowed down and said, "Yes, Yi'er will never disappoint his uncle, nor will he disappoint the people of Chudi." ”

The old king of Chu got up with his hands, Zhao Yi stepped over and stretched out his hand to help him, the old king of Chu slowly got down from the warm couch, and then paced indoors with his hands on his back, the lights on the wall reflected the old king of Chu's somewhat rickety body, making him look more and more old.

The old king of Chu walked to the door and stood still, raised his eyes and looked into the courtyard, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The sage often says that it is not difficult to govern, and you must not offend the giant room, but the trouble of my Chu country comes precisely from these giant rooms, Yi'er, although the situation is difficult, as long as you care about the people of Chu and recruit talents, you will definitely govern Chu land very well, uncle believes that you have this ability." ”

Zhao Yi didn't know why this uncle, who didn't know each other well, trusted him so much, but since his uncle said so, no matter what, he had to go up to it.

Zhao Yi bowed and saluted, and said solemnly: "Uncle, rest assured, Yi'er will do his best." ”

Old King Chu nodded, waved his hand, and turned around and slowly walked to the couch.

Zhao Yi glanced at his uncle's back, pursed his lips, and turned around and walked out of Yangxin Garden.

Tonight, the night is clear, the moon is high, and in and around the Yangxin Garden, there are several waiters carrying wind lanterns, sticks and nets, lightly driving away some noisy insects such as cicadas.

Zhao Yi stopped and watched for a moment, feeling bored for a while, what he was worried about was not the three major events happening now, but as the "prince of the leading country", he was a little powerless on how to govern the Chu country.

No wonder people in the world often say that it is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country.

Commanding a large army, conquering cities and conquering territories, and expanding territory, he Zhao Yi has confidence.

And now the state of Chu that he wants to lead, although there are only two states, but the various strengths of temples and rivers and lakes are intertwined and involved, and he has no experience in governance, so he doesn't know where to start.

Zhao Yi walked back to Taibai Garden with a heavy heart, the hostess Jinglan was sitting under the lamp reading a book, and when she saw Zhao Yi walking in, she put down the book in her hand and got up to greet her.

Zhao Yi glanced at the wife in front of him, who was like a sleeping begonia in spring, and suddenly felt a trace of shame in his heart, he reached out to hold one of Jinglan's hands, and didn't speak, just looked at her directly.

Jing Lan struggled slightly, the hand held by Zhao Yi did not break free, her heart was like a deer colliding, and her face was flushed, which made her even more delicate.

Jing Lan lowered her head and asked softly, "What did Uncle say?"

Zhao Yi sighed lightly, and said helplessly: "Leading the army to fight on the battlefield and charging into battle, I am not afraid at all, I really don't know how to do a good job as the son of this Shilaozi." ”

Jing Lan heard that the young prince actually said something dejected, and hurriedly raised her head to look at him, a pair of beautiful eyes no longer dodged, and said with a little playfulness: "What's the matter? This is starting to retreat, this is not at all like the young general who fought to the death by the golden bridge in Huaizhou." ”

The young prince suddenly blushed, and he was depressed for no reason, and he unconsciously showed himself in front of Jinglan, and his manly face was somewhat unbearable.

He smiled wryly and hurriedly let go of the hand holding Jinglan.

Jinglan stretched out her hand, boldly held Zhao Yi's hand, looked at Zhao Yi affectionately with a pair of beautiful eyes like a flood of autumn water, and said emotionally: "Your Highness, no matter when, Lan'er will be by your side and face it with you." ”

The young prince was caught off guard, and when he heard his wife's unreserved affectionate expression, he was very moved, and in excitement, he leaned over and kissed the sexy red lips.

After all, the girl who had not yet rounded the house was thin-skinned, and was suddenly attacked by the young prince, and her face was flushed with shame, and she hurriedly let go of Zhao Yi, turned sideways and bowed her head silently.

The girl replied shyly, as bright as a peach blossom.

The young prince had the courage to reach out and pull back his wife's body, and was about to make further movements, but he heard the shy girl whisper: "The big thing is important now, can we talk about other things later?"

The sound was as light as a mosquito, but it was like the thunder of war drums in the ears of the young prince, he hurriedly let go of Jinglan and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, let's talk about important things first." ”

That look was as if she had done something wrong and was caught red-handed, and Jing Lan saw it in her eyes and smiled reluctantly.

In this way, the young son is even more self-ashamed.

Fortunately, Jinglan didn't really want to see his jokes, so she just smiled, and then cleaned up her mood and said, "Your Highness forgot, my uncle has arranged two helpers for you, why don't you go to them to discuss?"

After Jinglan's reminder, Zhao Yiru woke up from her dream and said happily: "Yes, how can I forget this stubble!"

After speaking, he was about to hug Jing Lan, but the latter hurriedly retreated, avoiding the clutches of the young prince.

The young prince rubbed his hands and smiled: "Thank you for reminding me, I'll go find them." ”

After saying that, he ran away like a rabbit.

Leaving Jinglan smiling slightly, under the light, it is like a blooming rose, swaying and shining.

After the incident, many pairs of eyes were staring at the Chu Palace, some openly and some secretly.

But all the big families and high-level officials will have their own news channels, and they will only receive the news of the three major events half a day later than the Chu Palace.

Junshan City ordered Zhaoming to hurry back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and went straight into the study of the inner garden, the old country minister was as abnormal, at this time he was pacing back and forth in the study with his hands on his back, his face was happy and refreshed.

The old housekeeper Fu Lao stood aside, and the expression on his face was also a little excited.

"Father, that's great news. ”

The young and sturdy Zhaoming strode into the study, and the excited look on his face was even more like that of the old country.

The old minister stopped, stood in front of the bookcase with his back hand, looked at the dazzling bookshelves, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the old prime minister, who had always been calm, couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, "Youyou, bless my Zhao family, the efforts of three generations of my Zhao family, Chu has half of my Zhao family." ”

Zhaoming's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Father, what should we do now?"

The old minister took a deep breath, retracted his gaze, turned to look at his son, whose face turned red with excitement, and said in a deep voice: "What's the hurry, I've been waiting for many years, it's not a short time, we need to plan well, since God has sent us such a good opportunity, we can't waste it." ”

The Zhang family on Tinglan Street and the Fan Mansion on Yongning Street, as always, there is nothing unusual.

Located in Jingfu on Jinxiu Street, the gate is closed, and the scene in the house is as usual, but there are many dark posts around Jingfu and in various places in the house.

In the Xiyuan study, Jing Hu, the head of the Jing family, sat opposite an old man with a crown, both of them looked very solemn, and in the purple sand teacup on the desk, the heat was swirling, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing, but neither of them seemed to be in the mood to drink tea.

Jing Hu was the first to break the silence, "Lord Xie, you are well-versed in ancient and modern times, and you are a scholar of heaven and earth, how much do you know about demons?"

Xie Guan, who is in charge of Canglang Academy, is one of the four great saints of Confucianism in the world, so the figure is also frowning deeply at this time, and his face is sad, "Since the Holy Master of Confucianism, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I only believe in the common people's lives, and I am all strong advocates for the destruction of evil and obscenity shrines in the world." However, the Heavenly Dao is far away, since the Qing Ming descended into the world, this red and dusty mountains, forests and green fields, there are many more mysterious things, whether it is the Wenlin monks who have a heroic literary fortune in their hearts, or the qi practitioners outside the cultivation party, or the martial artists who break through the realm with their strength and the Bashu Sword Immortal who is free with swords, they all know very little about that mysterious world. ”

"The vision of Qingshan Town, as far as I know, is only a corner of the secret realm of Hongshan. ”

Jing Hu listened to Xie Guan's words, the two black sword eyebrows were like two sharp swords lying flat, revealing a sharp aura of Ling Ran, he pondered for a while, and said: "Let's ignore these things for the time being, and wait until the disaster in Jiaozhou Mansion is pacified and the Chu Land is stabilized." ”

Xie Guan stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

At this time, the old housekeeper of Jingfu led a person in a hurry and walked straight into the study of Xiyuan.

"Two lords, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has come down. The old housekeeper reported.

Jing Hu and Xie Guan immediately got up, only to see a person standing behind the old housekeeper, who lifted the cloak on his head and revealed his true face, it was Zhao Yi, a young prince with a handsome face and bright eyes and bright teeth.

Jing Hu and Xie Guan, the two important ministers, bowed down and said, "I've seen Your Highness." ”

Zhao Yi hurriedly returned the salute, "Father-in-law, master, there is no need to be polite." ”

The young prince didn't expect that his new master, Xie Guan, was also there, so he didn't have to visit Xie Mansion.