The autumn breeze is rising, and the sun is still dazzling, but the chill has gradually thickened. The lazy Wei River flows slowly, bending at the edge of an aspen forest. There were a few rapid neighs in the woods, and a wagon galloped out.

The car in it was equipped with four tall horses, the body was gorgeously decorated, and there was a young man with extraordinary bearing sitting in it, which was the character that Jia Hanqing had just chosen to cross - Zheng Wugong. At this time, he was just a son who had not yet ascended the throne, and his surname was Ji Tutu. His father, Zheng Huangong, was a Situ of the dynasty and a famous minister beside King You of Zhou. This time, I hurried to Hojing, which was called by my father.

In Zhengcheng before, the summoned Neijae pulled him into the car as soon as he saw Dutu, and he didn't even let him pack his things. At that time, Jia Hanqing had just crossed over, and he encountered such a scene, and his stomach was inexplicable. According to the rules of the game, the memories of Jia Hanqing and Dig Tu himself are retained in the body of the traversal. But along the way, I searched the whole brain, and it seemed that I didn't know the reason for the incident.

Just as he was wondering, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded through the sky. Then the carriage swerved sharply, and the dug was thrown to the side of the carriage. Before he could react, the body shook violently again, and his internal organs felt like they were about to shatter. Finally stopped, and the coachman said in a panic: "Childe, don't move, don't talk!" ”

The already dizzy digging was completely frightened, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. I only heard the sound of horses' hooves from far and near, accompanied by the cries one after another, as if it was the tone of the Indian tribe in an American movie. The men seemed to linger in the vicinity for a moment, then another shrill whistle, and the horses' hooves and trumpets began to clamor again, slowly disappearing into the wind from near and far.

"Childe, the stragglers of the dog are gone." An attendant said goodbye outside the car.

"Inujun?" Dutu poked his head out of the small window, and the westerly sunlight plated his bronzed face with a layer of gold, and his already handsome facial features looked very three-dimensional, "Isn't the dog Rong a nomad in the northwest?" Why did you come to the hinterland of Dazhou? ”。

"Yu Gongzi, in the early years, the Son of Heaven was powerful all over the world, and he once allowed some of the obedient Rong Di barbarians to move inward. Now that Zhou De is declining, he is gradually unable to control it. The attendant persuaded again, "Just now, I was in a hurry, and the car was very bumpy, which made you tired, so it is better to come down and breathe." ”

I inexplicably rushed for a day, and I couldn't stand it anymore and came up with it. He dragged his numb legs under the car and raised his hand to shield himself from the harsh sunlight, so that he could see the outside environment clearly. It turned out that the convoy had rushed to the pebble beach between two reeds in order to avoid the stragglers, and it was no wonder that the car was about to fall apart. These dense reeds were nearly two people high, and they rubbed together in the autumn wind with a huge rustling sound, so that the dogs outside could not see or hear everything inside.

Looking along the reeds, there was an old man standing on the river beach in the distance, who was none other than the mysterious Neizai-sama. There were countless questions in his heart that he wanted to ask him, and he quickly ran over.

"Lord Neizai, why is this trip so rushed?" Digging Tu carefully imitated the ancients and bowed deeply.

"There are many ~ things ~ of ~ autumn ~ ah." Neizai paused word by word, turned around and returned the salute.

"Is it related to the rampant dogs?"

"Childe don't worry too much, when you get to Hojing, the king will tell you. Let's hurry. With that, he returned to the car with a worried face.

There are about to be 10,000 *** horses running wildly in his heart. The ancients really pretended to be profound, and after a long day of salute, they didn't say a word useful. However, this crossing was a long-term plan planned by Jia Hanqing after several setbacks, so he repeatedly told himself in his heart to be patient. If it comes, it will be safe. He took a long breath, looked at the water in front of him, and returned to the humble gentleman of the ancients, hiding the anxiety of modern people.

The reflection in the water shows the silhouette of the tall figure, which looks particularly tall with the classical Hanfu deep coat. Not only does he have a handsome face, but he also loves to practice martial arts since he was a child, and he has cultivated a body of muscles, which is much stronger than Jia Hanqing's stinky skin like a meat ball in reality.

"Childe! It's almost time for the theater city where we will settle tonight. The coachman's urging interrupted his narcissism. Digging Tu hurriedly ran back, forgetting for a moment that the ancients had long swords pinned to their waists, and stumbled over their legs with violent shaking, and staggered to the front of the car. His face was flushed with shame, and he quickly grabbed the car and got in, catching a glimpse of the twitching corners of the coachman's mouth and almost holding back the smile.

The next day, Nejae still cherishes words like gold, making Dig Tu more and more uneasy about the mysterious future. On the boring road, he desperately integrated Jia Hanqing's historical knowledge and Tutu's memories, trying to piece together a complete background of the times.

At present, it is the late Western Zhou Dynasty, and the reigning King of Zhou You is the one who is the "Princes of the Beacon Fire Opera". In the "Historical Records", it is said that he smiled for the sake of the Pomeranians, listened to the crooked ideas of the slanderer Yu Shifu, and did not hesitate to light a beacon fire to play the princes, but the result was just like the story of "the wolf is coming", and in the end, the foreign enemy really came and lit the fire and no one saved him, and he lost his life and left a reputation for eternity. Sima Qian's speech is as vivid as a novel, which makes people wonder if it is true. However, judging from the rampant situation of dogs yesterday, King Zhou You's rule is really not good.

Jia Hanqing's crossing this time was to run to the eldest son of King Zhou You. This person's surname is Ji Yijiu, and he was deposed as the prince because his mother fell out of favor. However, after the fall of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the historical records record that the princes such as Dutu helped him successfully become the king of Zhou and created the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Jia Hanqing wanted to use this intimate relationship to influence the king of Zhou and implement some policies that could profoundly change the politics of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, thus taking the first step in reversing the trend of unification.

But that's a few years or even a decade away.

After pondering this layer at the moment, I thought that since I had inexplicably come to Hojing in advance, I would simply use my father's influence in the court to contact Ji Yijiu in advance!

The energy of his father is not ordinary, he is the prince of the Zhou family, and he made great achievements in the early years of the conquest of Rong Di. The military exploits were so great that the official positions and treasures in the court were not enough to reward him, and the father of King Zhou You simply made him a prince. Now, as a veteran of the Three Dynasties, he holds the authority of the central government and the territory of the country, making the entire Zheng family a rising superstar in the politics of the Zhou Dynasty. As long as Ji Yijiu still has the idea of turning over, he is naturally willing to contact a friend with a strong background like Dutu. And it is estimated that he has just been deposed as the crown prince, and it is a time of tribulation, and the friendship cultivated at this time is obviously more iron.

Now that the action has a direction, the confused and anxious state of mind of digging suddenly relaxes, and the fatigue of another day of driving and riding is already very tired, so he takes a nap in the shaking body. Just when he was in a daze, he suddenly heard the coachman shouting excitedly: "Ho Kyung has arrived!" He rubbed his eyes and poked his head out of the window, where a huge rammed-earth wall came into view. With its back to the setting sun, the city cast a huge shadow and rushed towards the horse caravan.

Most of the ancient cities that have survived well in modern China are the remains of the Ming Dynasty, which are basically covered with blue bricks, and the pure rammed earth cities before the Middle Ages such as Hojing only leave a few words in the literature. The digging – more precisely Jia Hanqing – was an eye-opener. He looked at the layers of horizontal rammed earth imprints on the vicissitudes of the city wall, and muttered to himself the record of the Zhou people building the city in the "Examination of the Work Record": "The craftsman camps the country, the square nine miles, the three gates next to it, the nine longitudes and nine latitudes in the country, and the nine ......tracks of the warp and paint" Although the nine-mile square capital of the Western Zhou Dynasty in front of him is not much larger than the existing ancient city of Xi'an, it is already a very remarkable project for the ancients.

Dig Tu learned from the mouth of the attendant that the carriage passed through the Kemen in the East Three Gates, located in the northeast corner, according to legend, King Wu Keshang, from then on the master returned to the dynasty to get this name. The east gate is the gate of the loggers, so it is called the gate, and the southeast gate is the door of Jiuding access, so it is the name of the door. After passing the Kemen, the carriage drove into an east-west avenue in Jiuweizhong, although it was not as wide as Chang'an Avenue in Beijing, but it was also wide enough for nine carriages to run together.

At this time, the sun has set, the streets are sparsely populated, the lights are dim, and the echo of horses' hooves can be heard in the quiet of the city, and there is no atmosphere of modern nightlife. Some black shadows in the distance seem to be high-rise buildings, and there are a few ghostly fire-like points of light inside, and the place that occupies the commanding heights of the whole city must be where the palace is located. The carriage turned a few streets and stopped in front of a grand mansion.

He got out of the car and just wanted to rub his buttocks, which had been sitting for a day, but when he saw the people around him, he had to hold back. He straightened his clothes and followed everyone inside. Although I can't see it very clearly in the dark, I can still feel the nobility of this mansion from the gate, after all, the owner of the mansion is an important minister of the court, and he is also a prince.

After passing the gate and entering the outer courtyard, everyone else ran up in small steps, and suddenly reacted that this was the etiquette of the ancients, so they had to keep up, and secretly cursed in their hearts that they were about to sleep, where did they come from so many stinky rules. However, he vaguely felt that the atmosphere was not right, because there was really no need to be so particular about the words of the big people in the evening.

At the same time, he smelled the smell of fire, and when he looked up, the sky inside the second gate was already illuminated red. As the door opened, one was greeted by an inner courtyard with fifty blazing torches lined up on either side. The light and shadow flickered, dappled and reflected the people sitting in the hall opposite, and it was his father among them!

It seems that Dig Tu will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.