This is a towering old tree, it stands alone on the hillside, the appearance is very strange, there is not a leaf on the tree, only bare branches, from a distance, it looks like a huge palm to the sky, trying to drag the sun down in the sky.

This tree has no name, and I don't even know what kind of tree it is, it is not as good as the Tongri tree in front of Yongdu Gate, nor is it as good as the sacred tree in Luoyu City that has been inhabited by Xuanniao, but in the hearts of some people, it is sacred, great, more sacred and greater than the brilliant sun in the sky.

Now, these people are coming to it from all directions.

The Gong Yi clan came, the pregnant clan came, the Yan clan came, and the Tian clan also came, and they climbed up the hill in twos and threes, and the attendants led the horses, forming a huge circle around the old tree, and all the old lords sat on the ground in that circle, and they raised their heads and looked at this strange tree, and they all fell into deep memories. How many years have passed, this old tree has not changed at all, but they are all old, and the ancestor is one step ahead of them and has returned to the arms of the great god Haotian.

"This is here, I remember that stone, back then, the ancestor was standing on that stone, and I sat here watching him." Yan Shen said that he was the predecessor of the Qi State, the Shangzuo Doctor, and the third-class viscount of the Qi State.

"How many years ago was that?"

Tian Zhong sat on the ground, pulled out the sword in the sword bag, and slammed it into the ground, and when he inserted the sword, his shoulder shook obviously, obviously his strength was not sustained. He was the former Zhongqing of the State of Qi and a second-class viscount.

"Thirty, thirty-one years ago."

Sitting next to Tian Zhong was also an old man, he drew his sword out with trembling hands, put it horizontally on his lap, and said to Tian Zhong: "Your sword is slanted, I remember, that day your sword hilt was facing the hole in the tree, and now, you are at least three inches crooked." ”

"It's not crooked, I can see the hole in the tree from here." Tian Zhong tried his best to distinguish it, and his old face turned red, as if it was a big deal whether this sword was crooked or not.

"It's crooked."

The old man raised his sword and stubbornly pulled out the sword that Tian Zhong had inserted on the ground, but the sword did not move at all, the old man blushed, he put the sword on his lap again, and muttered, "Okay, it's not crooked." ”

"Hahaha."

Tian Zhong laughed, but he almost laughed, his attendant hurriedly handed over the water bladder, but he glared at the attendant, hugged the old man's shoulder with his backhand, and said with a smile: "My old brother, you remember right, my sword was indeed three inches crooked, and it was not aimed at the hole in the tree. ”

"I'll just say, I have a good memory, better than all of you." The old man laughed happily, revealing his toothless mouth. He is Sun Wudao, the former general of the Qi State, and among this group of old lords, he has the highest title, a hereditary first-class viscount, and the territory he has is also the most extensive, even more than many vassal states.

As the sun slowly set in the west, the attendants began to light torches and stick them in the trees, as they had thirty-one years earlier.

The moon had not yet risen, it was very quiet in all directions, only the sound of the flames and the sound of the war horses, this group of old lords sat quietly, until the moon climbed into the night sky, casting the light down, Zhongqing Juju stood up, he was the youngest of the old lords, but he was also in his fifties, and his face was very majestic.

"Brothers, thirty-one years ago. At that time, the country of Qi was in danger, there was a demon queen trouble, there were strong enemies outside, we were here to welcome back the ancestor who had been in exile for many years, under the witness of the sky and the earth, we were in blood alliance with the first monarch, nineteen swords, eighteen vassals, for the defense of the first monarch, Ping Demon Ji, fighting strong Lu, driving Dongyi, and Dayong decisive battle at the foot of Qingjin Mountain. Our swords were broken, and our comrades were put to rest, but we never retreated, and now eighteen swords are at rest? ”

His voice grew louder and his eyes brighter and brighter, and when he said the last word, he almost roared, and with a 'swish', he drew his sword.

"Sun Wudao is here!"

"The public loses here!"

"Tian Zhong is here!"

"Yan Shen is here!"

The old man's voice passed down one after another, and the place that was encircled by the war horse suddenly became solemn, and all the old lords knelt on one knee, and Pregnant Ju was no exception, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and read: "I, Pregnant Ju, in this life, eternal life, loyal to the Qi country, for loyalty and glory, I am willing to sprinkle every drop of blood on the land of the Qi country." ”

The old lords were also silently reading, and some people even burst into tears with excitement, yes, the country of Qi today was created by them, no one knew how miserable the country of Qi was at that time, full of wolf smoke, full of devastation, and the people were not happy, just like the dark night sky, it was they who used the sword in their hands to split the light, causing the country of Qi to embark on the road of prosperity and strength.

The cold moon bears witness to the brilliance.

The attendant brought the sheep that had been prepared, Sun Wudao stood up dangerously, held his sword, and stabbed the sheep three times before he stabbed the sheep down, and the hot sheep blood sprayed out, Sun Wudao sprinkled the blood bowl to the ground, and then divided the rest into eighteen bowls, one bowl for each of the old lords present, and one bowl for the descendants of the dead comrades.

The bloody blood rolled into the stomach, and the eyes of the old lords lit up, and the blood and strength also stirred.

Tian Zhong laughed and said: "Back then, in the battle of Qilu, the Lu State had 100,000 troops and 3,000 chariots, while we only had 20,000 people and 500 chariots. At that time, it was really scary. ”

"Yes, Lao Tzu remembers, you kid saw the formation pressed by the army of Lu State, and almost turned around and ran away!" The male bluffed the lamb on the fire while pouting and sneering disdainfully.

"Fuck, fart!"

Tian Zhong's eyes widened, and he tore off his hand armor, revealing three fingers: "That's Lao Tzu's horse was frightened and took two steps back, the animal was later slaughtered by Lao Tzu with a sword, Lao Tzu held up his shield, held the sword and rushed forward, in order to catch Lao Lu Bing, Lao Tzu lost two fingers." He shook three fingers and hissed his teeth.

Sun Wudao nodded and said: "Yes, I remember clearly, you wanted to catch Lao Lu Bing, but Lao Lu Bing chopped off two fingers, and later, who shot Lao Lu Bing off the chariot?" ”

"It's me!"

Yan Shen stood up from the fire, took the longbow from the hand of the attendant, used his strength to fill it empty, squinted his eyes into the distance, suddenly let go, and then laughed.

Suddenly, the lords burst into laughter, scrambling to recount the past. Tian Zhong ridiculed her husband for losing, and every time he went into battle, he was intact, including the old horse, saying that it was the longest-lived horse.

The husband lost without saying a word, and beckoned to the groom, who came over to remove the old lord's armor. The husband stood by the fire with his chest bare, and the jumping flames shone on the wounds on his body, only one, which was pulled from his shoulders to his abdomen, which was extremely hideous.

Sun Wudao pointed to the wound and squinted his eyes: "I remember, I remember, my husband lost more than 100 battles, but he was injured in the battle of Qingjin, and this injury was suffered for Xianjun." ”

My husband said coldly: "Which of the people here has not been injured?" Not to mention anything else, just my groom, he has followed me for more than 50 years, from the first year of Jingtai to the eighteenth year of Jingtai, and the injuries on his body are half a hundred, to say the least. We, the old bones, followed the ancestors, shed blood for the Great Qi, sacrificed for the Great Qi, and laid down the rich and peaceful Qi country. But now, the country of Qi is not peaceful, the enchantress is in trouble, and the lessons of the past are still in front of us. ”

"Yes, change the law, change the law, you know all day long to change the law, what kind of law to change? The Dharma of the Ancestors! ”

Tian Zhong had the strongest temperament, drank wine again, smashed the wine bowl in his hand to the ground, got up, and said angrily: "Since the change of the law, I have been killing people almost every day, and the people I have killed are either nobles or scholars, and if this continues, the foundation of the Qi country will be completely destroyed!" ”

Yan Shen frowned and said: "It's not a bad thing to change the law, some nobles and scholars are indeed moths of the country......"

Who knows, before he finished speaking, Tian Zhong interrupted him, pointed at his husband and said loudly: "The moth of the country? Is the old brother a moth of the country? Are we the moths of the nation? If we hadn't thrown our heads and spilled blood, would Qi be where it is today? Now, when the Qi State is strong, is it going to take the old minister? There is no such reason in the world, and there is no such law! If this continues, the Qi Kingdom will lose the country, and the country will die!! ”

Tian Zhong roared, his face hideous.

The reform is in full swing, one of which is to clean up the fiefdoms of the nobles, and anyone who exceeds the scope of the raid will pay a fine or be killed. Tian Zhong was a second-class viscount with a fief of two hundred li, but in fact, his fief had exceeded five hundred li.

"There are seven changes in the law, clearing the land, reorganizing the army, and suppressing history, all of which are most worrying about the whole army, according to the new law, the former mercenaries will be incorporated into the Great Qi, and only serve the war and do not produce, and the cost will be borne by the vassals of the various departments, which is tens of thousands of people. Now we have to clear the land and reorganize the army, and we are afraid that we will shake the foundation of the country. Pregnant Ju spoke earnestly, and her face was full of deep worry.

Sun Wudao is scheming, he is an old fox, and after a little figurative understanding, he knows the importance of it, and nods and says: "Although I am said to be rich in the world, but when it is not a war, the soldiers under the command of the vassals of all departments will unload their armor, either from agriculture or business, once they are in battle, they will be summoned by the lord to go to the battlefield, so that they will also fight in agriculture and war, neither damaging the country's capital nor weakening their combat power." Looking at today's changes, there are many drawbacks, and it is really worrying. I don't know what you're thinking? Alas. He let out a long sigh.

"What are you thinking? He just wants to seize land and power from us, and he looks extremely ugly, extremely ugly, I have lived for more than 60 years, and I have never seen a feudal monarch who fights for land with vassals!! If this continues, where is the loyalty and glory?! ”

Tian Zhong pulled out the sword stuck in the ground and pointed at the cold moon in the sky: "Brothers, the Qi country is the Qi country that the ancestors fought with us, we can't watch it perish!" ”

"What do you want?" Gong Yi asked coldly.

"What do I want? How do I think? ”

Tian Zhong turned around twice on the spot, and suddenly shouted, "How is the Qi Kingdom today different from the past?" There is a demon queen who is tyrannical inside, and there are people who play tricks outside, which leads to the bleeding of the Qi country and the misery of the people. Since the feudal monarch is unknown, fighting for land with the ministers and the people for wealth, we, we will change to a wise king! Same as thirty-one years ago!! ”

The public loses and shudders.