"Humph! Scared, right? Look at your cowardly look! The widow doesn't need to do anything, you deserve it! ”

Dutu was enraged: "Wei Hou, Wei Hou, I didn't expect you to be such a person who can't afford to lose." You are insidious and cunning, and you will do whatever it takes to achieve your ends. Now he has ended up in a complete defeat, but he is keen to speak quickly! I really can't figure it out, who wrote "Qiao Qiao" to praise you in the first place? ”

These words directly hit Wei Hou's sore spot, and actually made the old man quiet. What could be more humiliating than a life of glory and a late life?

"There are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, and gui and bi. Wide and heavy. Good at banter, not for abuse. "Dig Tu continued to pour salt on the wounds of the Marquis," these beautiful sentences once represented the behavior model of the nobles of the world. But now that the widow sounds like irony, how can it all sound like irony? ”

Wei Hou stopped talking, and his body trembled. It didn't take long for a second spurt of blood to be sprayed. This time, others could no longer support his paralyzed body.

The attendant timidly probed his nose and let out a wail: "Wei Hou, Xu! ”

Time seems to freeze for a moment. A few seconds later, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the remnants of the Holy Sixth Division fell to the ground, and for a moment they were full of grief.

Digging out was a little dazed. Although he knew that Wei Hou was in his last years, he seemed to be accustomed to the old man always coming back to life in desperate situations. Since the crossing, the two have been wrestling. When Wei Hou fell into the wind, he fainted and vomited blood many times, but he always looked like Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed. In the past, Dutu always couldn't help but curse the other party to die, but now that he is really dead, his heart is empty.

Maybe the emperors who are fighting for hegemony will have such an experience, digging to comfort themselves so much, after all, the name of "lonely person" is not called in vain.

Suddenly, he remembered Wei Hou's curse again, turned around and asked Xian Ke, "Have you found out about Nie Rang and Zhong Ji?" ”

"Found out, found out. The minister had acted inadequately before, so that he had found out in the wrong direction......"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Xian Ke's neck shrank, and he said prostrately: "Zhong Ji was indeed killed by Zheng Guoren. ”

"Who?"

"The old Neizai and the retainer of the former Sima. The man has been captured and confessed to it. ”

It suddenly dawned on me that I regretted that I had never thought about it from this perspective. Although the death of these two people was mainly due to disobedience, Zhong Ji was the fuse on the surface. As nobles, Neizai and Sima should not use such indiscriminate tricks as assassination, but it is impossible to say if they are loyal to their retainers.

"What about Weihou's side?"

"The Guardian was aware of the assassination beforehand. Wei Hou then made a plan, not only accepted Nie Rang, who escaped, but also added fuel and vinegar to detain the mastermind of the assassination on your head. The brainwashed Nie Rang has been hidden under his command since then, bent on revenge. That's why Nie Rang didn't know what to do after he arrived in Hojing. ”

"We all know about our own internal scandals, but you don't! Hey......" Digging up to the sky and sighing, Xianke was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out.

"Then hurry up and find Sochu!" Dutu reacted, "When he is recruited into the Holy Sixth Division, bring Nie Rang here!" ”

"Whoa!" Xian Ke got the order, and ran down the city in a puff of smoke.

However, the strange thing is that no one has found Nie Rang's trace anymore. Xian Ke, who was afraid of being scolded by his master, even rummaged through every corpse on the battlefield, but still found nothing, as if the world had evaporated.

The digging protrusion was restless for this. On the one hand, he was anxious because he couldn't explain the misunderstanding to Nie Rang, and on the other hand, he was worried that this kid would suddenly come out again and suddenly ask for his life. He was overthinking, but because of hard work or wound infection, he was bedridden with a high fever. After the royal family's Taibu and Tai Doctor were busy, they could only temporarily suppress the temperature, or it would not be long before it rebounded. This is repeated over and over again, and before I know it, it has been delayed for a month.

For a while, rumors spread in Luoyi, all saying that Weihou's curse had come true, and the demon girl had turned against Uncle Zheng.

Ji Jiang, who was already about to give birth, was anxious when he heard the news, and rushed to Luoyi despite everyone's dissuasion. After all, this is the Spring and Autumn Period, there are no antibiotics and no fever reducers, and a fever is full of death.

Seeing his wife so affectionate, his heart was warm, but he couldn't help but blame: "You are about to give birth, if there are three long and two short, it will be two lives!" You are so reckless! ”

Ji Jiang didn't say anything, just cried silently. The shadow of her sister's fate hung over her heart, making her extremely afraid of losing Zheng Bo, the pillar of her life and soul. Such a heavy psychological burden may not be able to be borne by an ordinary person, let alone a pregnant woman? When he fell into a coma with a high fever again, Ji Jiang only felt that the world was spinning, and terrible blood flowed out of his body.

When You Jiang heard the news, he hurriedly sent the strongest team of medical officers in the royal family. She can't lose her sister no matter what, this is the only relative in the world who has true feelings for her besides her son.

Despite having such a strong backing, Ji Jiang was pushed to the position of the Ghost Gate. First of all, it was difficult to give birth, and it could not be born for three days and three nights. Later, the child was finally born, and the mother was bleeding profusely. The imperial doctor could not transfuse blood, let alone operate, so he had to use a lot of precious medicinal materials to hang his life. Taibu can't help anymore, and will only use all kinds of messy props to exorcise evil spirits.

Just when Ji Jiang was dying, he seemed to be shocked into a cold sweat by telepathy, and woke up suddenly, muttering Ji Jiang's name. Seeing this, the attendant hurriedly told the truth. Surprised, he couldn't care about his weakness, and came to the delivery room.

"Ji Jiang! Ji Jiang! He shook his sweetheart's hand and cried out incessantly. When Ji Jiang heard the call, he actually turned around from the ghost gate again, and nodded to his husband with a smile.

You Jiang on the side cried with joy and hugged the child to the little couple: "Just wake up, let's see the child together." Uncle Zheng give him a name, and when you return to Zheng Guo, you should go to the ancestral temple in three months. ”

"Ji Jiang, what do you see?" Like a modern couple, he consults with his wife.

Ji Jiang closed his eyes and shook his head: "Otherwise, it's called 'Kou Sheng', this child will cause his parents to suffer this great crime as soon as he is born, which is unlucky." ”

When he heard this, his eyes widened, this is simply fate! In the official history, his son Zheng Zhuanggong is named Kou Sheng. This kid caused his mother to have a difficult birth, which caused his mother to favor the younger son, and eventually even caused civil strife.

What he doesn't understand is that he has obviously turned the historical relationship in this game upside down, why are the people around him still the same? The wife is still surnamed Jiang, and the son is still called Kou Sheng, so it won't change anything in the end, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gasp. He then made up his mind to change his name: "What Madame said is not appropriate." As soon as this child is born, the widow wakes up, and you wake up too, which should be a good omen. That's why it's better to call it 'Lisheng'. ”

"Yes, yes." Youjiang echoed, "Of course, 'Lisheng' sounds good. ”

Ji Jiang turned his head away and stopped talking. Digging Tu held her hand distressedly, trying to give some comfort.

Maybe it really was the name change that made the difference. As Ji Lisheng grew up day by day, the Holy Communion of Zhou Zhao and his wife also improved day by day, and there was no repetition. A year later, it was the day of tribute from the princes of the world. Di Tu came to Luoyi early and pulled Ji Yijiu to carry out the reform plan.

"King, now that the war is settled, it's time to rectify the dynasty."

"The widow understands that Zhou Zhao is preparing to implement a major reform, that is, it is the 'religiosification of Zhou rites', right?" Although the current Ji Yijiu is not completely without his own Xiao Jiujiu, at least in the general direction, he has completely been on the same front as Zheng Bo.

"Yes. In the next month, the princes of the four seas will arrive, and you and the widow should lead the people to swear an oath to reaffirm their respect for the great and small rituals. At the same time, a number of royal officials were appointed as 'great honorees', and they were stationed in the main princes to strengthen supervision. In case of violating the etiquette law, they can even be dealt with on the spot on behalf of the Son of Heaven. The 'Great Rites' appointed a number of 'Rites' to go deep into the people to propagate and educate. All the men who perform the 'crown ceremony' and the women who perform the 'crown ceremony' are all subjects of the Son of Heaven. Those who can't do it will be despised by all. Yidi is naturalized as he wishes, and he is not to blame for the past, and if he is stubborn, everyone will be punished. The land to which it belongs, and the people to whom it belongs, are given by the Son of Heaven to those who open up the territory. ”

In one fell swoop, he laid out the plan in its entirety, imitating the Western church system. Especially in the last paragraph, I want to learn from those adventurous European missionaries and inject a lasting outward-looking pioneering spirit into the Chinese nation.

"Is it reliable to let someone from the royal family supervise the princes?" Ji Yijiu has no hard power to back up, and his heart is empty.