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As soon as his voice fell, Mu Tianzi laughed heartily and blurted out: "Funny boy! You call him Jin Gongzi, how can I not tell the truth between the two of you?"

Xiong Qu immediately knelt down in front of him: "You have spoken, how can Xiong Qu not be able to distinguish the truth of the Son of Heaven?"

Mu Tianzi stroked his beard, was stunned, and shouted for a while: "Child, you can tell me about your Chu people's strategy of conquering Xu." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Yes. …… At first, the Xu people were able to enter Middle-earth in vain, because of the natural disasters in Middle-earth and the failure of the king's division to protect them; later, when they encountered the king's master, the Xu people were repeatedly defeated and their vitality was greatly damaged, which is enough to prove that Xu Wangye

The heart is huge, the strength is vain, and the plan will not succeed! Now, just give them the final blow, and they can exterminate the Xu people!" Xiong Qu replied dryly.

"Are you so sure that you can destroy Xu Yi?" Mu Tianzi rubbed the handrail and remained silent.

Xiong Qu said: "This goes to the east, there is a mountain named Wolf Mountain, the peaks are covered, the trees are deep and beautiful, there is a valley under the mountain, the name is Lin Valley, the dense forest is mixed, the mountains are rugged. and there shall be the land of destruction. And this

Once ...... If the minister has to join forces with the prince of Jin Shizi to attack the Xu people in the Lin Valley, he will win and be undefeated!"

Mu Tianzi looked at him: "...... Wonderful. Although the prince of Jin is brave, how can I have no one else in my dynasty?"

"The minister is offended. "Xiong Qu is happy," the minister just selfishly admired the prince of Jin, and mentioned it casually. ā€

Mu Tianzi nodded: "Jin Shizi is out and has not yet returned, you should settle your carriage and horses, and wait for the news." ā€

Xiong Qu slammed to the ground: "Thank you, Son of Heaven." ā€

He turned around and led Pixiu and others out of the account.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ The Chu people have such a grandson......" Mu Tianzi groaned, accidentally plucking off a beard. Mao Boban, who was closest to him, shook reflexively.

Mu Tianzi's gaze circled around the tent and fell on the servant: "Are you ...... The second son of the Ning clan, the younger brother of Shangguang?"

"Yes. "Obey the people," the little surrender people. ā€

Mu Tianzi narrowed his eyes: "...... Pretty. Your father and brother are famous, and you should look up to them......"

The convincing man nervously picked at the felt on the ground: "...... The minister is only ordered. ā€

Mu Tianzi intentionally or unintentionally knocked on the mahogany handrail with his knuckles: "In the past two days, are you accompanying Gongsun Chu?"

The convincing man paused for a moment: "Yes." ā€

"Not bad, not bad. Mu Tianzi gave Mao Boban a meaningful look, "You two children, let's be together a lot......"

"I didn't expect you to be sent. Pixiu made sure that there was no one around, and whispered the big and small changes in the Zhou camp, including the death of the Marquis of Jin, the change of the Shi family, etc., and briefly reported to Xiong Qu and added

"...... After all, the Zhou people have not forgotten the hatred of King Zhao's Jiaozhou, and your trip is full of risks. ā€

Xiong Qu kept his back to him: "I'm very happy to hear you say that." You finally think you're a Chu person. ā€

Pixiu didn't say a word.

Xiong Qu squatted down: "It's okay, you retreat." ā€

The minister complied. Pixiu said, "...... You're crying, aren't you?"

"I, the Chu people, are brave and strong, especially men, and I will never flick my tears! How can I cry!" Xiong Qu stubbornly held his head high.

Pixiu said: "In the siege of the Zhou people, not only do you have to deal with difficulties, but you also have to respond to the inquiries of the Son of Heaven...... You've only turned 11 years old after Xinzheng, and that's a bit of a burden. Crying, isn't it supposed to be

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Xiong Qu dragged a thick nasal voice: "Pixiu, I am your life-saving benefactor, but you have turned your heart to outsiders several times, and you are lukewarm to my father and son, how can you care for me now?"

"The king is afraid of the minister, and the minister is afraid of the king. "Pixiu Zhengse," just now you relied on these eight words to separate Zhou Tianzi and Jin Shizi. You are alone, and you know from the beginning that the only thing that can answer you is that

Ministers. Therefore, your arrival is a trust in the ability and loyalty of the minister. You no longer suspect the minister, and the minister is no longer distant. ā€

"Hmph. Xiong Qu turned his tear-stained face, "Pixiu, I will regard your words as an oath of allegiance to me." I swore that it will not be the same as before, and if you betray you in the future, I will never spare you again

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Pixiu seriously: "Okay." ā€

"If you have enlightenment, don't be idle! Use your brain, shake a few ideas, and teach me to see your true skills!" Xiong Qu commanded majestically.

Pixiu bowed his head: "The minister knows the mission he shoulders." ā€

The future overlord of the Jianghan Dynasty, the Gongsun of Chu, Xiongqu of the Mi clan, and the future family of the Chu State, the founder of the Bo clan, Pixiu, formed an alliance in their respective foreign lands and homelands......

There is one day left until the deadline.

The rain that Zou Cheng prayed for seemed to be the beginning of a mournful cry, and it continued all the time and endlessly in the following days......

The car struggled through the mud.

Meng Zheluo listened to the lonely rain through the car curtain.

If the grievances in people's hearts can be vented heartily like rain, maybe the light in front of him will not teach him to be so worried and worried.

This child, from beginning to end, did not shed a single tear.

He turned his head to look at the glazing. The glossy face was bloodless, his eyes were closed, wrapped in a robe, and he rested motionless against the van. A roll of sheepskin maps, slid down his knees.

"It's almost close to the Zhou team, kid, the precursor has gone to report the news. He thought for a moment, "You have to cheer up...... You're a little feverish, you need to take medicine, you need something to eat......"

The glazing did not respond.

Meng Zheluo approached a little panickedly, touched the light with a snort, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Ueguang noticed it and slowly opened his eyes.

Meng Zheluo stared at the empty eyes and the bloodshot around them: "...... If you are willing to hide, it is not too late, you can leave everything that binds you and go back to our true homeland with me...

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Kamiko looked away.

Meng Zheluo gripped his nephew's cold fingertips.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Thank you, uncle. "The glazing finally spoke.

"After a few days, you finally spoke to me. Well, kid, I'd rather you resent me. Meng Zheluo said faintly, "I don't know how to do it, you may be able to avoid at least one misfortune, no."

Learn about your background so early......"

"If the misfortune is mine, no one can change it. Kamitsu picked up the map, but had no intention of looking at it.

Meng Zheluo bowed his head and muttered: "So...... Child, please at least let me protect you through this. What do you need? Do what you want? Anything, even if it's my life. …… I

Looking forward to your decision. ā€

Kamitsu inexplicably said: "I don't need your protection. ā€

It was as if someone had burned Meng Zheluo's chest with fire.

What a decisive refusal.

Actually, it wasn't a surprise to him.

The kid had reason not to accept his help. Because no matter how you look at it, he is more or less responsible for the death of the Ning people, and the last words of the Ning people are more or less forced out by him

......

His original purpose was to make the Ning people realize that the bloody truth of the old years had not been buried, and to use this as a warning to remind the Ning people and remind Shangguang to recognize the reality, so as not to be unnecessarily harmed;

Fruit......

Just as Shangguang said on the altar of Zou Guo - "it backfired".

Meng Zheluo sat silently.

"Tell me!" he straightened up and snatched the map from Ueguang, "what kind of thoughts do you have in your sleep?!"

"To be honest, I want to follow the wind. "The glazing is simple and clean.

Meng Zheluo was like being stabbed, and hugged his nephew's thin shoulder: "You can't die! You are the last descendant of our clan, and you are my sister's only bone and blood!"

He realized the gaffe and hurriedly stopped.

"I can't die. "I'm the last of the clan, and I'm your sister's only blood." …… I will kill for the Son of Heaven, I will bury my father, and I will forgive my mother,

I still have to think about my brother, and I still have to work for the Jin Kingdom...... I just can't die for myself. I know. ā€

Meng Zheluo stroked the corners of his nephew's dry eyes with his remaining right arm, and said tremblingly: "Child, you...... Life is bitter. But you really can't die. As soon as you die, how many people will break their hearts, including me. ā€

Kamitsu was very calm: "I understand. ā€

"I was an outcast. After a while, he added, "I have won the favor of my parents, the high position of my son, and the ...... in place of the real glory who died in infancy Engagement...... They don't

It belongs to me, so I must give back to those who gave me these things on behalf of the true light. Only when it is over will I become myself again. ā€

"And after that?" Meng Zheluo choked up, "Maybe he was in the wind, but he never died......

Kamitsu interrupted: "I don't want maybe." I've got to find her, no matter where she is. Find her, I go to accompany her. ā€

He buried his head.

"Let me ......," he said wearily, "first fulfill the promise that I should fulfill as a son of man......"

The wind is impermanent.

Light is eternal.

The wind travels freely in the world because the light will watch over her gently and stubbornly in even the most secret corners.

The light blooms brilliantly on the earth because the wind accompanies him gently and stubbornly in even the most gloomy moments.

The separation is only temporary, and we will be together after all.

The rain was a little lighter than usual, but it was still beating on the top of the tent, playing lonely.

Xiong Qu walked to the tent door, lifted the curtain to look at the gray sky, sighed like an adult, paced back and sat down, and concentrated on fiddling with the bow and arrow he had brought.

"Do you like bows and arrows?" said the convincing man who stood behind him at some point, curious.

Xiong Qu jumped up in shock: "You, you ......"

The convincing man looked apologetic, and pointed to the attendants holding a few cases on the side: "It's time to eat." I called you, and you didn't hear me. ā€

Xiong Qu still retreated a short distance: "...... Really?"

"Let's eat together?" the servant motioned for the attendants to stand down.

Xiong Qu saw that all the attendants had withdrawn, and he was slightly relieved, but he ignored the people, and took care of himself to draw his bow and lead the arrows, aiming at the targets set up in the tent. But his strength was still small, his face was flushed, and the bowstring was pulled

Not perfect.

The convincing man shook his head: "Your fingering of the strings is wrong, it is laborious, and it is easy to hurt yourself." ā€

Xiong Qu squinted his eyes: "...... Are you very good at archery?"

"My archery technique is taught by my brother himself!" said proudly, walked over and took the lacquered bow in Xiong Qu's hand, and pulled out a beautiful arc, "My brother and sister-in-law are very skilled in archery!"

Xiong Qu was stunned for a moment, remembering that when he first met Jin Shizi in the summer, in the water of the Chengbi River, on the Wumo boat, the young couple with a happy smile and tacit understanding, couldn't help but nodded: "Oh, yours."

Brother and sister-in-law, it's really powerful. ā€

Convincing people's eyes widened: "You...... Have you seen my sister-in-law, and what kind of woman is she?"

Seriously ill and very cunning.

Xiong Qu's first thought was the above eight words. But as soon as he touched the convincing simple and eager gaze......

"Well......" he thought about it, "it's a little skinny and smart." ā€

The convincing man was still waiting for him to finish with his ears propped up, but he stopped talking stingily, just moved to the front of the case, picked up the chopsticks, and frowned at the food in the case.

The young Jin Gongzi had a gentle temper, and he didn't rush down, and went to his place to prepare lunch.

"Young Master Jin, what is this? It's hard to eat, isn't it?" Xiong Qu asked, picking up a bean from a piece of rice.

The convincing man took a closer look: "Little black beans, it's not unpalatable." You haven't eaten it?"

While he was speaking, Xiong Qu quickly threw the beans into the obedient man's mouth.

Unexpectedly, he almost choked.

When the poor servant coughed for a long time, and finally poured the beans with water, the servant scooped up another spoonful of meat soup: "Jin Gongzi, this seems to taste good, can you taste it?"

The convincing people didn't have time to dodge, and he stuffed the meat soup into his stomach.

"If you want me to test the poison for you, don't use this method!" the convincing man raised his eyes.

Xiong Qu looked at him in surprise.

Convincing people didn't explain much, in front of him, he tasted the food in his case one by one, and stared at him calmly: "Now you can eat with confidence?"

Xiong Qu looked at him while honestly picking up the food slowly.

"After the sacrifice, when the prince accepts the gizzard meat offered by the ministers, he will make the temple people test the poison. "If you are afraid of being poisoned, I will help you taste every meal." ā€

Xiong Qu has always regarded people as pampered and simple-minded noblemen, so he used an almost tricky way to force people to be his drug testers. was broken by the convincing people, but he was a little ashamed: "...

… You're not angry?"

"Nope. He patted him on the head lovingly, "I heard that you are almost eleven years old, and I am almost thirteen." I'm older than you and should take care of you. ā€

"Hmph. Xiong Qu brushed away the convincing hand, "I'm not a child." ā€

Convincing people are very happy to play the role of a brother: "Look, you still say that it's not a child, you don't eat vegetables, it's not good." ā€

"I don't like food, I like meat, fish!" Xiong Qu puffed out his cheeks and glared at him.

"I don't like food either, but what ......?"

"If you don't eat vegetables, you won't have much strength!" he triumphantly dropped the "famous saying" that Ueguang had often taught him, and suddenly realized that the sentence was coming from his throat with the other person.

He looked back in disbelief.

Chu Chen Pixiu pulled the curtain. And Shangguang, his backer, his harbor, the only barrier in the world that could shelter him from the wind and rain, stood at the tent door and stretched out his arms to him.

"Brother!" convincing people ran two steps and threw himself into his brother's arms......

Said crying, crying, crying, crying, crying, The man grabbed his brother's clothes, curled up beside his brother, and fell asleep contentedly.

He knew that he was anxious, that someone had come to comfort him, that his pain had been relieved, and that as long as his brother was there, he had nothing to worry about.