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"Wei Guojun has arrived!" the attendant at the head of the hall announced in a loud voice.

Jing Zhao stood outside the threshold, the palace maids carefully tidied up the folds of his clothes, stroked the dust from the sleeves of his robes, and at the end, he took a deep breath and walked into the hall.

The Jun Ning clan of the Jin Kingdom stood in the hall, looking at him from a distance and smiling.

His heart warmed, and he first met the Ning clan with the gift of the king, and then paid tribute to his uncle with the gift of his nephew.

The Ning clan came over and shook his hand, and said slowly and kindly: "The previous chaos has finally subsided, and your new ascension to the throne must be very difficult. ”

Jing Zhao Weiwei.

The Ning clan looked around at the courtiers: "You guys retreat." ”

The courtiers saluted Jing Zhao and retreated, leaving only Situ Xian, Gongzi Yang, and Gongzi to serve a few people, and there were only a few servants left, which showed that they were all henchmen.

Jing Zhao understood, thought about it, and said, "Uncle, I'm ...... After receiving a secret letter from the prince, the prince hoped that his uncle could give some advice. ”

The head of the Ning clan: "What did the prince say?"

The prince first praised Guang Shizi, Song Shizi, and Princess Linfeng in time to spread the situation of Xu Yi's rebellion to Haojing. Jing Zhao took out a bamboo slip that he didn't know how many times he had carefully read it word by word, browsed it again, and replied solemnly, "This time the army of Xu Yi will be selected from the five monarchs of Qi, Lu, Jin, Wei, and Song. The current intention of the prince ...... It was originally decided that I would be appointed as the division of the allied forces of various countries, and I would obey the command of my uncle and Song Guojun......"

As soon as his voice fell, the hall fell silent.

This decision was very unexpected.

Whether in terms of qualifications or ability, letting Wei Guojun, who is in his twenties, be the commander, but letting the Jin and Song Erjuns of his father's generation be the formal commander, the actual assistance is indeed a bit incomprehensible.

Situ Xian frowned.

Jing Zhao continued: "...... The two monarchs of the Jin and Song dynasties must bring their sons to the war. ”

It turns out that this is the key.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, the prince has already begun to change the blood of the chariot team that his father has built over the years.

The new blueprint is in accordance with the lineup of the Western Expedition, with Jing Zhao as the main body, supplemented by Guang and Xian, Jing Zhao currently has the highest status among the three, the oldest, and the most military achievements, even if some talents are not as good as the latter two, but they can get along well with the latter two, and have a kinship, and they deserve to be a leader.

Shangguang and Su Xian, each with their own strengths, are evenly matched, they are dazzling and tricky talents, if you want them to contribute to the grand but decaying building of the Great Zhou, and do their best, the best way is to increase the harmony between them, maintain their balance, and make good use of them...... Here, Jing Zhao has to play the role of communicating between the two as a bridge due to his special identity and friendship with Guangxian.

Thinking about this, the Ning people couldn't help but secretly praise the prince's quick mind and careful thinking.

Yes, it will be the next generation in the future......

He looked relieved: "The plan is very thorough, and the prince is really wise." I, Jin Guo, accept the arrangement. ”

Jing Zhao waved his hand: "The little nephew doesn't dare to compare with his uncle and Song Guojun, this secret visit is to ask my uncle to resign this master for the little nephew." ”

The Ning people smiled and said: "There is no need to be too humble. The burden is heavier, and in turn, it is a challenge to you, and it is a good opportunity for you to revitalize the country. But ......"

"What is my uncle's teaching?" Jing Zhaoyuan was also happy to accept this task, so he did not pretend to be cowardly, and gave a salute to show his compliance.

Situ Xian took over the conversation and said: "My family has not returned since the peace and defense of the chaos, and there is no news. ”

The Ning Clan glanced at him.

Jing Zhao was stunned.

"Didn't the prince of the world collect the news of Xu Yi's rebellion outside, where did he come from, Situ?"

Situ Xian was polite and cold: "Father Fu, the son of the world has been out for four years since he was fourteen years old, and he has been fighting for two years, and now that the Pingwei Rebellion has ended for half a year, when has the prince been in the palace......? Speaking of it, you also have the responsibility of Father Fu, right? The prince is the prince, and he does not worship the temple, his parents, or his friends and brothers all the year round, is it appropriate?"

Gongzi was angry: "In front of Wei Guojun, don't you feel rude to reprimand the prince of your country?"

Situ Xian was indifferent: "The minister's heart is concerned about whether the prince has lost the great ceremony of maintaining the country, so he forgot the small etiquette that the minister should observe, and I think the monarch will understand." ”

Under the stalemate, the cry of a baby was heard in the temple.

"Is Jing'er awake?" the Ning clan asked, "Bring him here." ”

The temple people received the order, and after a while, a child more than a year old was brought in his arms, struggling and screaming.

The Ning clan personally picked up the child, hugged it in the crook of his arm, the child stopped his temper strangely, sobbed and nested on the chest of the Ning clan, opened his eyes and scanned the hall with wide eyes, and stared at Jing Zhao. It seemed that he was curious about this unfamiliar face.

Jing Zhao carefully observed the child, the heavenly court was full, the eyebrows were picturesque, and the black hair was slightly curled against the snow-white and tender cheeks, and he was a lover.

The Ning clan patted the child's forehead with cherishment: "This is the adopted son of Shangguang - Jing." ”

Jing Zhao was taken aback, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pity for the child, isn't the adopted son of the glazing also the baby that Linfeng saved from the battlefield?

"I intend to canonize him as a grandson at a later date. The Ning clan announced to Jing Zhao that Situ Xian was caught off guard.

Childe convinces people to love the house and Wu, and happily supports: "Good!"

"Gongsun", the son of "Gongzi", can enter the temple and have part of the inheritance, for an adopted son, it is a great blessing.

Situ Xian objected as usual: "Lord, you can't do it!"

Gongzi raised his usual objection to Situ's objection: "Lord, make!"

The two sides were tense, and immediately had to argue again, but they didn't like this kind of scene, their little heads twisted, and they cried out loud, and no one could coax them.

In the chaos, no one noticed, and a shadow floated in at the entrance of the temple.

"Don't cry. The shadow walked straight to the eyes of the Ning clan, picked it up, and persuaded softly, "The righteous father is back." ”

Like a stone thrown into the lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

Not to mention Situ Xian and Gongziyang, who were fighting for each other, even the Ning clan and Jing Zhao were taken aback by the sudden appearance of the dreamy Shangguang, only Gongzi was convinced that he reacted quickly and pounced with a shout of "brother".

Shangguang squatted down and stroked his brother's hair: "...... Convince people, you have grown taller. During my absence, did you get sick, did you get naughty, did you learn everything that Father Fu taught?"

The convincing man clung to his brother's collar, as if he would disappear as soon as he let go of his brother. He pursed his lips, tears rolling in his sockets, and struggled to spit out one word: "Hmm." ”

Shangguang touched his two horns, turned around and bowed to his father: "Unfilial son Shangguang prays for the health of his father." ”

Situ Xian's whole body was stabbed.

The Ning clan stared at his son, and anyone could sense his excitement: "You...... Good ......"

Shangguang got up and saluted Jing Zhao again, Jing Zhao didn't wait for him to bow down, and helped him up: "Shangguang! You finally ......"

"The retainers have come to serve. Kamitsu smiled at his father, even though it was bitter.

The good news broke out from the Lan Hall, spreading out of control throughout the entire Jin Palace. It is as if the pearl has re-entered the mussel shell that gave birth to it, and every house and tile, grass and tree in the palace are all shining for it.

In order to welcome the monarch and celebrate the return of the prince, a grand banquet was held on the same day.

As the protagonist of the Guangguang, while dutifully accepting the congratulatory messages of the courtiers, while dutifully entertaining Jing Zhao, in short, he played his role just right, smiling and bright.

But the wife of the Marquis of Jin, Zhongren, through the thin curtain, saw her son's deep melancholy.

Although his right hand was holding the wine lord, his left hand involuntarily pinched the jade pendant on the side of his skirt and kept rubbing it. This is a habit he has had since he was a child, proving that others are here and their hearts are on the other side.

Half-drunk, he seemed to paced to the terrace to blow the wind in order to sober up.

Zhong Ren retired from the maids and had the heart to talk to his son alone.

"Really?" as she got closer, she heard her son whispering to someone, "...... OK. ”

In the hazy moonlight, he saw that the back of the light covered the figure of the other person, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person he was talking to at all.

Zhong Ren took a step forward, wanting to distinguish carefully, but someone next to him greeted him faintly: "Madam." ”

She was startled, and when she looked at it, it was the blind musician Shi Yong, holding the piano and respectfully standing in the shadow of the entrance to the terrace.

"Shi Yong, how do you know it's me?" Zhong Ren pressed his heart, shocked.

Shi Yong bowed and said slowly: "The incense used by Madame is the unique 'Ning Mei' in the Jin Palace, this incense is made by the queen herself, and it is given to you and Mrs. Song Guojun, how precious, how glorious, the minister will never allow the minister's nose to miss it......"

"Shi Yong's flattery is becoming more and more proficient. When Shangguang asked and answered, when he came to their side, Zhong Ren couldn't help but sweep behind him with his afterglow, and there was no sound on the terrace.

She couldn't help but swallow back the words that had rolled on the tip of her tongue.

"Cold, Guang'er. She instantly felt a chill of the evening and shivered.

Shangguang grabbed her: "I'll take you to rest, mother." ”

Since he was very young, she loved to hear him call him "mother", and he always pronounced these two words softly and softly, containing joy and dependence, so that whenever she heard it, it was like facing a hundred flowers blooming in spring, intoxicated by it, and her heart was moving.

She obediently followed him down the terrace and walked along the stone path.

"You're dressed too thinly, Hikari. Zhong Ren pinched his son's coat for a while, and rubbed his son's fingers for a while, "Your hands are cold, my light." ”

The glazing is silent.

The moonlight, like epiphany petals, blooms softly in front of them and withers lonely behind them.

Zhong Ren looked at him: "Child, even your mother, can't you confide in your heart?"

Shangguang looked up at his mother, and after a while, he changed his bright expression: "I'm planning to become a teacher." ”

"Not true. Zhong Ren denied, "Don't be perfunctory. ”

Shangguang said: "Mother, how dare I." ”

Zhong Ren raised his eyebrows: "Tell me, what happened to Princess Changshi? Last autumn, you brought back the slip and said that you were going to marry Princess Changshi outside, and asked our parents to hold a ceremony for you to hide the eyes and ears of the world." Your father thought about it again and again, but finally felt that it was inappropriate, so he didn't open this mouth to Lu Hou. Right now, what are your thoughts? Will Princess Changshi return to Lu Kingdom safely? Son, when do you plan to get married?"

“…… When?"

"Ask you. Zhong Ren thought he was embarrassed, and he was happy first.

Glazing hey.

Zhong Ren stared at his eyes: "...... Kid ......"

"Click", she tripped over a dead branch under her feet, making a crisp cracking sound.

The sound woke up the sleeping creatures, and a bird monster screamed and fluttered towards it.

Zhong Ren was shocked, grabbed his son's arm, noticed the surrounding scenery, and gradually panicked: "This ...... Over here...... There are ghosts!"

Shangguang protected her, looked left and right, and comforted her: "Mother, it's just a night owl, don't be afraid." ”

Zhong Ren covered his ears: "I don't know this road! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

"It's a shortcut, it's a bit colder, but you'll be in your dormitory right through here. "Glazing is confusing.

Zhong Ren almost shouted: "Take me away, take me away!"

She screamed, and slammed down, falling unconscious to the ground.

Kamitsu picked up his mother in a panic.

But when he inadvertently raised his eyes, he suddenly found that they happened to be at a three-way intersection, and at the intersection of the shortcut to Zhongren's dormitory and the terrace road, there was another small road that was barren among the weeds and rocks.

The wind, mixed with dust, slammed viciously into his face and into his eyes.

The pain was unbearable, and he rubbed it with his free hands, and the tears couldn't stop dripping.

In an instant, he was struck by a hot arrow of memory: at the end of this little monster was the small temple where the secrets of his life were kept......

"You are not the son of the world, you are the son of Rong Nu......" "The man in the human world, the light is ......"

In the emptiness, the words of the old maid who guarded the palace back then knocked on his most sensitive nerves word by word.

"Ah, mother......" He hugged Zhongren tightly, but he didn't know who he was calling......

Song.

Shangqiu City. Song Palace.

Su Xian walked through the layers of curtains with his head held high and came to the outside of his father's tent.

"Shizi, you're back. His cousin Gongzi Xi and his biological mother Ji Yao both served on the side of Song Gongshen's couch with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and they saluted him from afar. And his mother, Mu Tianzi's sister, known as "Yuan Ji", is worthy of Mrs. Xuan, who is full of sorrow to wipe the sweat of her husband who is lying on the couch.

Su Xian glanced at Gongzixi's mother and son: "My mother is tired, go and rest, I'll take care of it here." Hee, you send your mother to rest. ”

Gongzixi stole a look at his face: "Yes." ”

He and Ji Yao cautiously bowed and withdrew, and even disappeared from the hall silently as if they were afraid that their steps would be wrong.

"Father, are you sick?" Su Xian sat down on the couch and took over his mother's work, "This is not good, a lot of affairs are pressed on your precious son, don't you regret it?"

Song Gongshen opened his eyes slightly, half happy and half sentimental: "Have you wandered enough? Are you willing to come back? If I can't catch it in one breath, if you are still outside, I will not be at ease when I die." ”