Zhou Jiyan walked out of the company building quickly, hurriedly got into his car, and finally couldn't hold back the excitement and excitement in his heart, and laughed: "Tang Ming, Tang Ming, you finally left before me." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Since jumping ship to this company, it has been three years, although the salary is much better than the previous company, but I used to be the boss of the entire personnel department, directly responsible to the general manager, but now there is Tang Ming, the director, everything has to look at his face, which makes people extremely unhappy, if it is not for the persuasion of his wife, I can't help but resign several times. Of course, the current company is the world's top 500 after all, although it is a little lower, and the previous company is not even ranked in the domestic top 500. Although the chicken head is glamorous, it is only a chicken head after all.

Now, Tang Ming was transferred to the Beijing headquarters of Greater China a few days ago, and today's high-level meeting revealed a hint that the position of human resources director in South China will fall to him.

Finally retracted his mind, Zhou Jiyan started the car, planning to go to Chow Tai Fook to buy a surprise for his wife.

The mobile phone rang: "Ji Yan, your kid has finally become a daughter-in-law, why don't you hurry over and express your expression?" "It's Liu Bo, an old classmate.

"Where, although the mother-in-law has left, the daughter-in-law is still the daughter-in-law." Zhou Jiyan held back a smile and said calmly.

"The universe is so big, but B can't fit it!" Liu Bo sneered.

"How?"

"I want you to help with it! Hahahaha! ”

"Roll the calves!" Zhou Jiyan scolded with an angry smile, "Where is it, I'll come here." ”

"The people of northern Shaanxi."

"Where?"

"A new specialty restaurant on Dongfeng Road, the roast leg of lamb here is said to be a must."

"Dongfeng Road? Damn, I've got to take a detour again. ”

Hung up the phone, thinking that Dongfeng Road was right behind him, and now he was just on the straight, and he could only turn several hundred meters ahead, "I can't say, it's good to take a shortcut." Zhou Jiyan said to himself, while glancing at the rearview mirror, there was an empty space behind him, he quickly flicked the steering wheel and turned directly.

Just as he turned the front of the car around, before he could hit the right direction, a black shadow flashed out at a gallop, followed by a "crunch" and a piercing brake sound, "Bang!" Zhou Jiyan had a "buzz" in his head, and he didn't have time to have any thoughts, the whole person had already flown up, his head quickly hit the ceiling, and before he was confused, he only thought of one word: "Happiness is sad!" ”

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." A call came from Zhou Jiyan's ears, as if it came from a distant horizon. He shook his head in pain and struggled to open his eyes.

"Your Majesty, my king has woken up, finally woken up!"

In front of Zhou Jiyan was an old man over half a hundred years old, with a wrinkled face, no beard on his lips, gray hair, and a pair of eyes looking at him with tearful eyes and concern. He was about to ask who he was, but the old man had already turned his head and shouted: "Thanks to the blessing of heaven, the Son of Heaven is fine, and the Great Zhou is fine!" After shouting, he was already in tears and collapsed to the ground.

"Son of Heaven? Big Zhou? "Zhou Jiyan's head is as big as a fight, what is this? His mind was dizzy again, and he closed his eyes again, and memories flooded back.

He is Ji Yan, the twenty-fifth monarch of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and his father King Zhou Shenliang died eight years ago, leaving him, a young man who was only twelve years old at the time. After eight years of ignorance, the ancient and bleak Luoyi Royal City was his whole world.

The Zhou Dynasty has long declined, from five hundred years ago the Western Zhou Dynasty was destroyed, several major princes supported the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and then declined, lack of money and food, no soldiers and no generals, even the city is only left around Luoyang three or five, but also by the Eastern Zhou and Western Zhou two princes carved up seven or eight out of ten, Mo said that compared with Qin, Chuyan, Zhao, Qi, Wei and Han, these large vassal states, compared with Cai, Chen, Song Wei and other small states are also much inferior. At the beginning of the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, "under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister." "Now, Ji Yan is still nominally the co-lord of the world, but the royal power can't come out of Luoyang, a hundred miles away, it is the sphere of influence of the princes, and the subjects on the land of the entire Zhou Dynasty can't even think that there is such a son of heaven as him in the world.

Fortunately, the major warring states seem to have a tacit understanding, although they have become a pot of porridge with each other, but no one touches Luoyang, which represents the Zhou royal family, after all, this is the location of the Son of Heaven, if it is violated, no matter how much everyone looked down on this Zhou royal family before, they can take the opportunity to raise the banner of righteousness and send out the righteous teacher. Taking down a corner of Luoyi, there may not be many benefits, but it may trigger a group to attack it, and the pros and cons are clear at a glance, so Luoyang of the Zhou royal family can survive unharmed for hundreds of years under the siege of tigers and wolves, which is also a big outlier.

There are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, there are no three thousand harems, fortunately, they can still wear brocade clothes and high crowns, Zhong Ming Ding food, no need to worry about food and clothing, no need to worry about state affairs, but also leisurely, calm and comfortable.

It's just that the peaceful and comfortable days were finally broken three days ago, and the 100,000 troops of the Qin army are surging towards Luoyang, as long as Yiyang in South Korea is taken, Luoyang will be ravaged like a woman who has been stripped of her clothes. In the court, a cadre of old ministers is arguing about where the Zhou court should go, and most of them persuade the Son of Heaven to give up resistance, according to the tradition of destroying the country since the Western Zhou Dynasty, as long as the resistance is abandoned, the monarch who is destroyed can always be canonized, get a piece of food, and can ensure that there is no need for food and clothing for several generations.

Although Ji Yan is not very old, he has the pride and blood of an ancient nobleman, and he is unwilling to give Luoyi to the vassal state of Qin, which was originally canonized by the Great Zhou, so that his father will become a courtier. He has to fight, even if he dies, he has to die in battle, so that he can be worthy of his noble blood.

He disbanded a group of old ministers and silently watched a group of white-headed ministers staggering away, leaving only Yan Shu and Li Gui. Yan Shu is the Taishi of Zhou, and Li Gui is the general of Zhou, both of whom are veterans of the Three Dynasties, and they were already important ministers of the court when Ji Yan's grandfather, King Zhou Xian. Although they are both old ministers and are also old, they are not as completely dull as the others, like walking corpses, and they are a little worried about the Son of Heaven.

"Taishi Yan, how much land is there in the royal family?"

Yan Sui bowed down and said: "Outside the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Western Zhou Dynasty, Luoyang Wangji has a jurisdiction of nearly 100 miles, divided into ten townships, each township has a thousand acres of land, and a total of more than 10,000 acres of Wangtian. ”

"What are the rest of the people?"

"There are more than 100,000 people in Wangcheng, about 60,000 in the ten townships and farmers, and the total population is less than 200,000."

"How many ministers are left?"

Yan Shuo's old voice was full of sadness: "Since the ancestor Xianwang, the royal family has lost a lot of officials, less than 50 courtiers, more than 200 officials, and more than 1,000 concubines, chamberlains, palace maids, officials and slaves in the palace, totaling nearly 2,000 people. ”

Ji Yan continued to ask expressionlessly, "How many people are there in the Sixth Army of the Son of Heaven?" ”

Yan Shu nodded to the white-haired veteran Li Gui beside him.

The old general leaned forward and replied loudly: "Qi Song my king: There are more than 6,000 people left in the six armies of the Son of Heaven, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, but the weapons and armor are already in disrepair, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand a battle......" The voice became lower and lower, and gradually became silent.

Ji Yan smiled miserably, walked to the throne but still stood, and said calmly: "Old general, you go back to rearmament immediately." ”

Li Gui looked at this young man in surprise, and only after a long time did he give his hand and say, "No!" He bowed down and withdrew from the temple.

Ji Yan continued to say calmly: "Old lady, prepare the car, you have to personally mobilize the people of the country and fight to the death." ”

The carriage was ready, and Ji Yan drank away a few old servants who were going to follow and serve, only took a dozen personal guards, and hurriedly walked out of the main hall. Boarding the royal chariot, six old horses led the damaged royal chariot slowly towards the western area of the royal city, where most of the more than 100,000 Chinese people lived. The guards followed the king's chariot closely, and Yan Shu got into the auxiliary carriage of the horse next to him.

The Chinese people are the official subjects of the Zhou Dynasty, they own land and residences, do not need to farm, but they have no worries about food and clothing, and their own subordinate farmers provide everything, and the value of their existence is to provide soldiers for the country. The subordinate peasants are the slaves of the countrymen, alone, with nothing, and can only rely on cultivating the land of the countrymen to get a pitiful survival resource, but they have to support a huge number of people.

But over the years, the Zhou royal family has repeatedly declined, but the other vassal states have changed their own ways to become stronger, many countries have distributed the land to the peasants, the peasants have turned over and become the countrymen, the peasants of Luoyang naturally know where to go, the east and the west secretly ran to the vassal states, leaving only some old, weak, sick and disabled or too strict to escape from the peasants, now Luoyang is the country with many people and few peasants, fifty or sixty thousand peasants to support more than 100,000 people, you can imagine how difficult everyone's life is.

Wang Che drove into the Chinese residential area, looking at a group of Chinese people in the east and west who were leisurely basking in the sun in front of the house, Ji Yan's brows furrowed tightly.

"The Son of Heaven has arrived." Yan Shuo's old voice shouted, and the guards chanted along.

The people slowly turned their heads to look at Wang Che, but they didn't make any movement, and their empty eyes were full of confusion.

Ji Yan didn't care that these people had no manners, opened the curtain of the car and shouted: "The Qin people are not subordinate, and the army of Yingdang is planning for my Great Zhou land, although he is young, he is not allowed to commit the following crimes, this king wants to send my royal division to fight hard, you are under the grace of my royal family, dare not die in front of the battle?" ”

The people of the country were still confused, and they did not say anything, and they did not even adjust their sitting posture.

Ji Yan was furious, blushing and shouting, "Are you still my countrymen from the Great Zhou?" ”

"Countrymen? It is already a great benevolence for us to stay and farm for the royal family. Someone in the crowd whispered.

"Whether it is the Zhou people or the Qin people, they are all working for the nobles, is there any difference?"

"That's it, I heard that the Qin people are rich one by one, and it may be better to be a Qin person."

Ji Yanchu was angry, couldn't say a word anymore, and pulled down the curtain fiercely. Lao Yan Shu sighed softly and ordered the driver to drive the king chariot away slowly.

"Go to Wang Tian." Ji Yan said in a muffled voice.

The king's chariot drove out of the royal city and came to the suburbs. At this time, it was May, the wheat had just been harvested, and the fields were empty, and the farmers were pulling the ploughs and plowing the fields to prepare for the autumn planting.

As soon as the royal car stopped, the old chamberlain Ji Dong hurried over with a group of palace people.

"How can I come to this pickled place with the body of my king's daughter." Ji Dong and the others knelt down in front of the king's car and shouted.

"A daughter's body?" Ji Yan sneered: "You guys came just in time, go to the fields with the Taishi to persuade the farmers to fight." ”

Ji Dong was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to understand that our young son of heaven is going to fight for the whole country! But can these people who have long been disregarded by the king, the king, and the country be mobilized? He wanted to say something, but his lips squirmed but he didn't speak after all, and after a "promise", he led more than a dozen palace people to follow Yan Shu to the field.

Under the escort of the guards, Ji Yan sat silently in the car and waited, his body was like a stone sculpture, and he didn't move for a whole hour.

Finally, Yan Shu and Ji Dong returned. Seeing their dejected and listless appearances, Ji Yan knew the result, he pulled down the curtain and said softly: "Go back to the palace." ”

On the way, Yan Shu said: "We found the villagers in each township and asked them to organize the subordinate peasants to fight, but they were indifferent at all, and we directly found the subordinate peasants, and they even said that no one usually cares about their life or death, and they will not fight for anyone in the war." So ......"

Back in front of the hall, Ji Yan did not go to the hall, but sat on the steps, and a gust of wind blew, blowing his long hair covering his face, revealing a flush on his face. He silently watched the clouds in the sky flickering and flickering, and perhaps, he was going to be like these clouds, blown by the wind to the vast sky.

At this time, the old general Li Gui came in a hurry with two young generals, Ji Yan recognized these two officers, who were his former personal guards, and in order to strengthen the control of the Sixth Army of the Son of Heaven, he arranged for them to be in charge of one army two years ago.

Li Gui fell to his knees with a thud when he was far away, and said with tears in his eyes: "Enlighten my king, the old minister is incompetent, and the army cannot be prepared." ”

Ji Yan looked at him indifferently and didn't say a word.

"The old minister should die, as soon as he said that he was ready to fight in the barracks, the soldiers fled in a hurry, leaving only three or five hundred people."

The two young generals also knelt on the ground and choked up and said, "The last general, Gao Ping, Chen Kai sees my king." The morale of the army has been dispersed, and it is embarrassing to fight. I ask the king to make plans as soon as possible. ”

Ji Yan still didn't say a word, silently got up and walked towards the right side outside the main hall, more than a dozen personal guards, two old ministers, two young officers, and more than a dozen palace people silently followed. A quarter of an hour later came to the Bell Square.

Ji Yan walked straight towards the bell pavilion in front of the square, walked into the bell pavilion, he opened the rope that tied the bell mallet, pushed the bell hammer hanging on the beam as thick as his waist, and when Dangdang crashed into the ancient king bell as tall as the house, the ancient and heavy bell resounded over Luoyang. One time, two times...... Ji Yan gritted his teeth like a mad tiger, and he didn't care about the rust that fell from Wang Zhong and the dust raised in the sky, and even the tiger's mouth bleed, he didn't know it, he just kept bumping until he was tired, and then sat in the bell pavilion with his legs limp and collapsed.

The people who followed were frightened, and knelt in front of the Zhong Pavilion in unison, and Yan Shuo shouted: "My king, my king is the son of heaven, and I must take care of my body for the subjects of the world!" ”

Ji Yan sneered: "Son of Heaven, subjects? There is such a son of heaven, there are such subjects? ”

At this time, many ministers and concubines hurried to Zhongding Square when they heard the bell, and some old ministers also heard the sound and rushed to the carriage one after another.

Ji Yan stood up slowly, looking at the tripod not far away, the nine bronze tripods that symbolized supreme power stood silently, as lifeless as the numb Chinese people. He continued: "I have been a great Zhou dynasty for 800 years, and I have gone through 30 generations and 37 kings, and now, the vassal state is not a minister, the people are not a country, the kingdom is at the end of the road, and the lonely son of heaven has been abandoned by God, and he is no longer able to govern the country on behalf of heaven. The Qin army is approaching, and you can't fight, you guys, run for your lives! After speaking, he jumped up and slammed into Wang Zhong, making a dull and obscure bell sound of "dong", and when the people outside the bell pavilion reacted, their son of heaven had fallen under Wang Zhong with blood on his head.