Xiong Jing naturally couldn't hear Yingnan's cry in the palace, and he didn't go out of the city directly when he left the palace, but went to the big city. It is not unusual for the king to appear in the big city, and the wine shop behind the palace has often been drunk by the kings of Chu in the past dynasties.

Xiong Jing appeared in the big market, and the merchants and people in the market all knelt with their backs, and only waited for the soldiers who opened the way to shout, 'The king's order, but you can look at it', and these people turned around and bowed down; Regardless of whether they were kneeling or standing, people had no intention of doing business, and they were all curious about what the king was doing in the big market.

Xiong Jing has been to the big market of Yefuyi, it is a market that can be completed in a few steps, the big city of Yingdu is different, the whole big market is nine miles away, the merchants are crowded with one family, and the people who enter the market to buy things rub shoulders and rub shoulders, and they can't go all without a morning effort.

Of course, this is an ordinary person, and when he walks there, he will instantly get out of the way in front of him, squeezing those who want to kneel and can't kneel at all. In the crowd, some people inevitably exclaimed, and the baby held by the woman was crying even more. The crying was noisy, Xiong Jing didn't care, and it wasn't until the crowd receded like a tide that a child who was unattended sat on the ground crying, and he frowned.

The soldier was asking the crowd whose child this was, and half of the people in the front row were so shocked that they didn't have the heart to listen to what the soldier said. Instead, Xiong Jing stepped forward quickly and picked up the child, who was so dirty that he wanted to throw it away. Strangers hugged each other, the child cried even more, his hands and feet were all struggling, Xiong Jing was speechless, he realized that he didn't have a little bit of Wang Baqi, and he couldn't even control a child.

"My lord, the son of this commoner." When Chang Jiang saw Xiong Jing picking up the child, he immediately persuaded him. Sending warmth and love is a style two thousand years later, and it is not popular in this era. There is a difference between the noble and the low, how can the noble body of the king hug a dirty and lowly child.

"The son of the common people is also the son of my Chu people." The dirty child in his arms was about two or three years old, and he cried a lot from the moment he picked it up, and he couldn't say the whole thing, but the syllables he made were Chu Yin when he heard it.

"Don't cry, don't cry......" Xiong Jing had to coax, remembering that there was a sugar cube in his pocket, so he reached out and took out a piece and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

In this era, there was no sucrose, only syrup, although India imported a large amount of cane sugar, but the palace did not buy it, and Xiong Jing still had caramel in his hand. The caramel was made of grain buds, and the old Ying under the rule of the Qin State produced a lot of grain, but because of the official camp system and the frequent use of soldiers, the common people lived worse than before, not better, and some people couldn't eat enough, so how could they afford to eat sugar?

The caramel is stuffed in the child's mouth, and the cry is less when it is sweetened. When Xiong Jing took the candy away, two little dirty hands immediately chased after him to grab the candy, and forgot to cry for a while. Then put the candy back in the child's mouth, and he immediately began to eat it. Some eat, and they didn't resist Xiong Jing anymore, and their bodies took the initiative to lean into Xiong Jing's arms, tears hung on their eyes, but their faces were smiling.

"This—" Xiong Jing shook his head again and again. No wonder the traffickers will succeed, this little kid is better than not accepting three.

"My lord, please give this boy to the old servant." Chang Jiang saw that the child had rubbed all the dark clothes of Xiong Jing, and hurriedly wanted to take it.

"Not necessarily. It's okay to practice practice. Xiong Jing smiled and said that in a few months he would be holding his own child.

"Yui." Chang Jiang also laughed when he heard this. He is old, if he can see the eldest son of the king and then go to see the first king, the first king will be very happy.

"Is this sour?" Finally walked to a fruit shop, Xiong Jing wanted to buy last year's sour orange.

"Sue, sue ......" The king suddenly stood in front of his shop, and Xiao Jia, who sold fruits, seemed to be sifting chaff all over his body, and he couldn't speak. The city order, who had been accompanying him, hurriedly stepped forward: "Tell the king, the orange is divided into north and south, and the orange of Huainan is also ......."

"Be sour." Oranges are a specialty of Chu, the temperature in this era is higher than that of later generations, Huaishui is the dividing line, the oranges in Huaibei are not delicious, and the oranges in Huainan are OK. Mi Xuan is pregnant with acidophilus, which is probably the body's instinctive reaction to the need for folic acid, and he can't buy folic acid, so he can only come to the market to buy sour oranges.

"This acid too." Jia Ren only reacted at this time, he turned out a dustpan and took out a few shriveled oranges.

"Sour. Goodness, great goodness. Xiong Jing peeled an entrance, and he shivered with soreness. How much money? ”

"Money, money......" Xiao Jia lowered his head and bowed, looked at Xiong Jing and then looked at the city order. Sue the king, this money is also. ”

"Two bucks." Xiong Jing was worried that he would say that it was cheap, so he directly added a penny, and Xiao Jia smiled. "Pack it away, pack it all away."

Buying limes, pine nuts, and finally a stone of olive oil, this huge shopping is over. After handing over the child to the city order, Xiong Jing left the city and went to Xiaoyi.

Looking at the court, the Yan Dynasty sits on duty, the North Palace greets each other, and the three things are done before they can go out of the city. This time is usually around noon, but if there is a delay, it may be delayed until dusk. Because it was the first day of the dynasty, Mi Xuan thought that her husband would not be able to leave the city in the afternoon at the earliest, but she didn't expect him to arrive in Xiaoyi before noon.

"I've seen the king." Mi Xuan saluted with a smile. When she saluted, Xiong Jing held her hand in her hand, and when she wanted to hug her into her arms and kiss her bitterly, the right Shi behind her coughed heavily, and he had to help her sit down.

Lust rippled in the hearts of the two, and Xiong Jing, who couldn't control himself, took out a few sour oranges and ate a few slices first, so sour that his whole body trembled before he calmed down. At this time, he knew that the most difficult thing in temperance was not to resist the woman in the palace, but to kiss and hug her when his lover was in front of him.

"I went to the big market, I found this sour orange, you taste it." After moderation, Xiong Jing spoke calmly and handed the orange to Mi Xuan. Looking at Mi Xuan's entrance, watching her gradually smile, he also laughed.

"King Xie." Qi Xuan's smile quickly stopped, and the man went to the big market for herself, she was not only grateful but also a little worried. "The big market is chaotic, and the king goes to it in person, which is very inappropriate."

"It doesn't matter." Xiong Jing is not worried about assassination. Going to the big city was a sudden act, but it was dangerous to come to Xiaoyi every day, which was tantamount to telling the Assassin that he would definitely be on this road. "Are you still throwing up today?"

"The king doesn't have to worry, Xuan'er has already ......" Mi Xuan was about to say that he didn't vomit anymore, and he didn't want a tumbling stomach and ran out hurriedly. Xiuzhu and the others chased after her, and Xiong Jing heard the sound of vomiting for a while.

Xiong Jing may have some ways to do other things, but Xiong Jing has no way at all. When Mi Xuan came back, he grabbed her hand and said, "Today, I have told you that you are pregnant, and this matter will soon be known to the world." ”

"King Xie." Mi Xuan's heart was warm. is telling himself that he is pregnant, although Xiong Jing does not confirm it for the time being, it is equivalent to admitting his identity in disguise, but his name is hanging in the balance. "Xuan'er is worried about the ministers of the DPRK and China......"

"Don't worry." Xiong Jing comforted. "Some of the ministers of the court hoped that the royal power would be weakened, and some wanted the royal power to be restored. Those Confucians wanted to use the power of Chu to restore the Zhou Dynasty, and they had their own plans. What you have to do is to take good care of your body and give birth to the king's eldest son. ”

What Concubine Zhao didn't talk about, Xiong Jing inevitably talked about it to Qi Xuan. The royal court has always been the focus of power struggles, and it is inevitable that they will be at the center of their power struggles. The dispute between him and Xiong Han for the crown prince, the struggle for the throne before the throne, the power struggle between the royal court and the Zheng Dynasty, and the dispute between the queen last year are all continuations of the power struggle.

Xiong Jing fully believes that the next point of contention will be on his son, because he is concerned about the line of the Chu State, which makes the distribution of power significantly different depending on the route. If the Ao system continues, the Qu Jingzhao three clans, as well as those new princes who have not been granted fiefs so far, will become more and more unwilling and resentful. Under this route, their power became less and less, and their situation became more and more urgent, because power had been lost from the royal court to the hands of the old family and the honored people.

And if the kingship system is implemented and counties are established, even if it is a Chu-style county, their power can be strengthened, and the old family of the county Yin and the honorable people of Feng Lu will start to be unlucky. The money and food under their rule were constantly siphoned off by the royal court. It seems that the royal court benefited from this, but in fact, in order to support the officials from the Zhu clan and the people under these officials, the money only turned around in the royal court, and as before, it finally fell into the hands of Ling Yin Chunshenjun, so that his disciples could wear beaded shoes that even the nobles of the Zhao State could not afford to wear.

In this sense, the Qu Jingzhao San clan is a natural ally of the Lu people. The Lu people hoped that the Chu State could rebuild the Zongzhou like the Zhou people, which was not impossible, but the Zongzhou in their eyes was no longer the courtesy-based Zongzhou of Confucius, but the people-oriented Zongzhou of Mencius. In other words, it is the new policy that Wang Mang has engaged in that is extremely perfect in theory but in fact will soon go bankrupt, and that is the great harmony in their hearts.

The officials needed in such a Datong world are no less than those needed by the war machine of the Qin State, and the two are originally isomorphic to a certain extent, the difference is that the purpose of the Datong World is the welfare of the people, and the purpose of the Qin war machine is only war.

Xiong Jing doesn't believe in any Datong world, even if Chu rules the world in the future, he will not build a Datong world that Kong Qian hopes, he firmly believes in the survival of the fittest, and only a soldier can enjoy benefits.

"Call for victory." Thinking of this, Xiong Jing said suddenly.

"What do you mean by a king?" Mi Xuan picked up the green silk in her ears and looked at the man incredulously.

"The most fundamental law in the world is the survival of the fittest, and after he is born, he is called victory." Xiong Jing touched the woman's belly, where there was nothing flat.

"Remember." Mi Xuan smiled and nodded, she was snickering, the man was too anxious.

The ......two of them were not sitting alone, not far away was the historian who had been following. Xiong Sheng's name has been known before, he is the uncle of Xiong Qu, who is 'I am a barbarian, and I do not speak to China'. Xiong Sheng died after ascending the throne, and his younger brother, Xiong Yang, the father of Xiong Qu, succeeded to the throne. Zuo Shi wanted to remind Xiong Jing that the name was unlucky, but Right Shi coughed heavily.