"Lu Gong, I don't see you for a day, like every three autumns!"

"Haha, that's true." Ji Fuhuang arched with a pair of fleshy hands, "This must be the Marquis of Jin, right?" ”

"Exactly down there."

"In the past, the widow followed his father into the court, and I vaguely remember your elegance. Now that I have been separated by the Dog Rong Rebellion, I haven't seen you for many years, and it is inevitable that I will be unfamiliar, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

"Where, where, you're welcome. In the future, we will jointly assist the new Zhou Zhao to rule the world, but I am afraid that we will have to meet often. ”

"That's that, that's." After that, the three of them laughed heartily.

Uncle Zheng waved his hand, and the entourage got busy. They lit huge torches, set up simple tables, and presented the sacrifices they had prepared one by one. Di Tu picked up the wine jue and said to the Marquis of Jin and Lu Gong: "The matter is urgent, and the temporary worship is simpler." But as long as you and I are of the same heart, heaven and earth can be learned, and great things can be accomplished. ”

Then, the soldiers slaughtered a sheep and a pig, and made up a small prison, which was barely a little grade. There was no cow ear, so he had to hold the sheep's ear and take the lead in applying blood to his face, and then the Marquis of Jin and Duke Lu also followed and swore an oath to the moon together.

In the end, he took out a cowhide map and ordered it to be opened. Under the illumination of the torch, whether it is the world's Kyushu, or the four desecrations, they are all clearly visible. He drew his sword, reflecting the flickering firelight, slashed the Yellow River with one horizontal sword, split Surabaya with one vertical sword, and three pieces of cowhide fell in response.

Then, Digtu hand-delivered the map to the two allies. The Marquis of Jin was quite calm, and Ji Fuhuang seemed to be holding a treasure, revealing the eyes of a thief. The fat man's little eyes rolled, and he clapped his ass continuously: "Zhou Zhao Dade, Zhou Zhao Dade!" ”

"Haha, it's too famous, it's too famous." Digging protrusion arched his hand, "Duke Lu, don't get carried away?" Remember the agreement between you and me, after the matter is completed, the widow will rely on Lu to rule the East. ”

"Zhou Zhao rest assured, the Zhuji Conference will definitely get his wish!" With that, the fat man climbed into the car. The body slammed and creaked. The horse neighed softly and disappeared into the night.

On the way back, Marquis Jin kindly reminded: "According to the widow, this Ji Fuhuang seems to be a short-sighted person, is it reliable?" ”

"Do you see that he is so happy that he will give up the position of Fang Bo at his fingertips?"

"The heart is separated from the belly, that is not necessarily. If Wei Hou opened a higher price, he would definitely immediately turn back. ”

"Wei Hou?" "He's such a shrewd person who would give up?" If he had this realization, he would not have made such a fuss with the widow. Fu Huang cooperates with such a dime a dime, which is harmful to others and himself, and no one can be called Zhou. Cooperating with the widow is to harm others and benefit oneself, kill the prestige of Wei Hou, and he can still be Uncle Fang. Although Lu Gong is stupid, he can't even figure it out. ”

"That's right." The Marquis of Jin sighed, "But you have suffered a big loss. To be honest, being an uncle for no reason is unexpected, even a widow. ”

Seeing that the Marquis of Jin was so honest, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart: "With you knowing my heart, it is enough for a few people." ”

Two heroic men looked at each other and let out hearty laughter in the night sky.

Thinking that at the beginning, he rashly launched King Qin, and although the Marquis of Jin went to the appointment, he was very distrustful. Later, Li Zhouzhao, Fu Haojing, Ding Tianzi, and Suppressing Weihou, the two can be regarded as revolutionary comrades-in-arms side by side all the way, and this friendship can still stand the test. So when Digtu decided to emulate Frank's three-pointer, the first partner that came to mind was Jin Hou. Although forced by the situation, the other position was given to the villain Fu Huang, but the three-legged tripod has two of them, and he is not afraid of the third leg being disobedient.

When Charlemagne followed the tribal archaic system and dismantled the mighty Frankish Empire to his three sons, it was actually some kind of regression. His heirs wanted to change this backward system, but their grandchildren fell out and finally split into three pieces. This rift did not matter, but it laid the foundation for France, Germany, and Italy, and since then most of the grievances and grievances in Western Europe have revolved around them.

In the script of digging out, the scattered princes are too even, and once they enter the annexation mode, it is easy to form too strong princes. It is better to divide the spheres of influence in advance and form three loose blocs to compete. In this way, there are both internal constraints and external constraints, and it is easy to create a situation of long-term dynamic equilibrium and postpone the trend of reunification.

Soon, Zheng Bo and the Marquis of Jin arrived at the last stop of the trip, the capital of the patriotic country - Qi. The predecessor of Qi was the famous Chaoge. At this time, two or three hundred years have passed since the drums of the Battle of Muye, but the Lutai where King Su set himself on fire is still faintly recognizable. This dynasty is still a ghost, and its personality is very special, and it is incompatible with the later Zhou Dynasty, and even all the Confucian dynasties after the Han Dynasty. This makes Di Tu can't help but wonder, if the Chinese culture develops in this vein, what kind of ending will it evolve?

Just as he was digging out the gods, another group of envoys came to the gate of the city. The long convoy rushed in, causing a lot of congestion for a while. On the flag of the team leader, there is a big "Qi" character written on it.

"What are the Qi people doing here?" Dig suddenly came back to his senses, looking puzzled.

"Yo, you robbed someone else's Ji Jiang, and you don't allow anyone to look for it again?" Jin Hou said with a smile.

"Blind date? How do you know people are here to talk about this? ”

The Marquis of Jin pointed with his hand, and then he noticed that most of the such a long convoy was carrying gifts. When he saw a wild goose tied with red silk on the burden of the leader, he instantly understood what was going on.

"Then shouldn't it be the woman who came to ask for a kiss?"

"You're really forgetful, didn't your father-in-law take the initiative to ask for a kiss?" Jin Hou was a little speechless, "There must be a reason for something abnormal, which shows that Qi Hou feels that the defense of the country is in the limelight and wants to stammer!" ”

"Haha, then he's really wrong. It seems that Qi Hou's political acumen is not high enough. ”

"Then who do you say people should press? I can't pressure you to be a concubine, right? ”

"That's just as well." Digging and smiling, he pulled the reins and went into the city.

At this time, the Marquis of Wei was far away in Haojing, and the person who supervised the country was the high-flying and domineering Ji Yang. I haven't seen him for a long time, and he is still the same bird that no one looks down on. He disdained the dispute over Zhou Zhao, but the hatred of taking his wife was unforgettable. He did more than Duke Lu to repay him, and he didn't even set up a banquet, and met him directly in the court.

The big circle of digging and turning suddenly was originally for show, but now that the goal has been achieved, I don't care about this face. On the contrary, the more rude Ji Yang is, the more it can be spread out, the more it can contrast Zheng Bo's tolerance and generosity.

"Childe, don't come unharmed."

"Humph!" Ji Yang didn't raise his eyelids, "Don't pretend." What's the point? ”

"The Zhuji Conference is about to be held, and the widow, as the next Zhou Zhao, will discuss the ...... of the country with all the princes."

"Ji Ditu!" Ji Yang interrupted sharply, "You shouldn't be called Zhou, no!" Close! Heart!"

"Childe, don't go too far!" Jin Hou couldn't help but say, "Anyway, there is still an elder here, you should at least abide by basic etiquette!" ”

Ji Yang walked down angrily, made a stylized salute in front of the Marquis of Jin, turned around and went back.

The Marquis of Jin was about to have a seizure, but he held him down and said, "Why bother with young people? Let's just take a look at the old people. ”

"Ji Ditu, do you have anything else, if not, please go back."

"Isn't it okay to reminisce about the past?"

"What's the old story? How did you snatch Ji Jiang? Ji Yang couldn't help but tell the truth, "The envoys of the Qi State are still waiting to see me, don't get in the way." ”

"Haha, isn't it just asking for a kiss, just let the widow also see together, what kind of princess the son is worth."

"How do you know?" Ji Yang looked puzzled, and then said sadly, "What kind of princess is less than one ten-thousandth of Ji Jiang." ”

"Yo! I can't imagine that Childe is usually unruly, but he is so infatuated. "Dig Tu is quite proud, like a male in the animal world who has won the right to mate.

"Hmph, I can't find a woman more beautiful than Ji Jiang, I'd rather not marry!"

Knowing that Ji Yang was fighting with him, he eased the atmosphere and said, "Maybe this princess of Qi is a great beauty!" ”

"Yes, yes, let's see." The Marquis of Jin also seemed to be interested.

So, the envoys of the Qi State came to the court. When he saw that there were still guests, he was quite surprised, so he had to improvise and pay homage to the Marquis of Jin, Uncle Zheng, and Gongzi Wei one by one, and then began to ask for relatives. This messenger was born with an incorruptible tongue, and talked endlessly for a long time, from heaven to earth, from ancient times to the present, from appearance to interior, and praised this princess named Zhongjiang to the sky.

Ji Yang listened to it and didn't seem to be very interested. The messenger had no choice but to use a killer trick and took out Zhong Jiang's portrait.

As the scroll slowly unfolded, he couldn't help but straighten his body and crane his neck to glance at it. At this glance, he couldn't help but sink in his heart: Isn't this Zhong Ji?