The scenery of Zhoufu is superb, and the pine trees next to the rockery in the distance are green under the nourishment of the early spring breath.

However, inside the house, there was still a burning atmosphere.

Zhou Binzhao kept weighing the weight of the letter with the letter, thinking about the soldiers and horses in his hands, plus the 10,000 elite soldiers in Beiyang who had a good chance of winning the battle. Now no one suspects that Beiyang is meddling in the battle for the throne of Great Xia. Slowly, the expression on Zhou Binzhao's face gradually eased. If Jing Zheng makes up his mind to enter this hunt, then there will be a good show to watch! As for King Rui Jingchi's poems, books, and music, he can, but when it comes to leading troops to fight, he just got a bow and arrow when he was hunting in the spring in March. And Jing Zheng is a person who is used to seeing blood.

Hmph, thinking of this, Zhou Binzhao sneered.

Jing Zheng stood aside and drank a glass of wine with his head held high, and slammed on the table angrily, the green tendons on his neck were revealed: "Are we just sitting and waiting to die, and the success is falling short?" I'm not a sheep at the dinner table. "There was a murderous look in his eyes." Whoosh-" slashed the sword from its sheath towards the candle flame.

Zhou Bin saw that Jing Zheng was really unhappy and unwilling. He knew that Jing Zheng was competitive, and it was absolutely impossible for others to step on his head, not to mention that this involved a battle for the throne, and he had to come out with this evil breath. Although the two of them haven't pierced the window paper now, they already have the answer in their hearts.

"How dangerous it is when you are poisoned by arrows, that Jingchi has not even been out of Chengping City a few times." Zhou Binzhao frowned, reminding Jing Zheng of the past.

As soon as these words came out, Jing Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were low and he said: "I have been injured by the wind and rain for Daxia!" Running around, what is he compared to me? ”。 At that time, they were stationed on the frontier and harassed by bandits. Jing Zheng was disdainful, but in the middle of the night, they touched the city wall, shot the guards, stole the goods, and even infiltrated Jing Zheng's barracks. The guards shouted at the notice, and the bandits unleashed a volley of poisoned swords. Jing Zheng, who rushed out of the door, did not wear armor, and fell to the ground in response, although the poisonous arrow was poisonous, thanks to the Xiangmadan in his hand, it worked and detoxified, leaving only a scar. Later, he ordered people to go out of the city and chase them a hundred miles, and drove them all to death.

Jing Zheng stroked the scar on his shoulder, "Boom-" and sighed.

"I've died once for this country! How dare my father do this! ”

"That's right, your mother is just such a child as you, if there are three longs and two shorts, how can she live? Your father has never made any other prince so dangerous. Zhou Bin tested Jing Zheng's psychology little by little, and constantly pushed his selfishness and resentment. He couldn't waste all his days and nights in vain! He dreamed countless times that Jing Zheng was sitting on the golden dragon chair, and he was also under one person and above ten thousand. His ambition has never been more than the greed of only knowing money like Marquis He, he looks down on them! Zhou Binzhao wants power in his hands, and even commands the army, and is invincible.

And Prime Minister Zhang Zhong, General Lian Qin, seems to have been King Xia's right-hand man for too long.

It's time for a change.

Zhou Binzhao has always been respectful to the two of them like teachers, but he has long been resentful in his heart. In terms of qualifications, he is indeed not much, but he has also supported King Xia for nearly forty years. The power in the hands of those two people is the same for a while, why don't they let Xian, but let me let Xian? Why are they still active in this court, but they want to gradually take back the power in my hands?

Zhou Binzhao thinks that he is not young anymore, how many years can he be happy? The resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many years made him breathless.

The air seemed to be pressed into a hot piece of iron, unable to breathe, but the lungs burned like hot lava.

Zhou Bin looked at Jing Zheng After a series of resentful and unwilling psychological activities, his cheeks began to turn red. As if he suddenly relaxed, he showed patience that he had never had before, and he said to Jing Zheng, "Your Highness...... Do you know the story of your grandfather? ”

Jing Zheng didn't know why, "Please speak." ”

Zhou Binzhao smiled, stroked his beard and poured a cup of tea: "Your Highness, come, sit down and I'll tell you slowly......"

A past incident that is no longer mentioned gradually appeared in front of Jing Zheng.

On the fourth day of the fifth month of the ninth year of Qide in the Great Xia calendar, the king of Great Xia was canonized as the eldest son Jing Jianyu as the prince, assisting in handling the affairs of the palace, and was also the head of the hundred officials. However, Jing Jianyu's personality is loose and soft, indecisive, and good at silk and bamboo poetry. But for Bactria at that time, which had just put down civil strife, such a monarch would plunge the country into a quagmire of warlord warfare. However, the eldest son Jing Jianyu's mother was favored and the family was huge, so King Xia ignored all the doubts.

At this time, the third son Jingji was very unwilling, he fought in the south and the north, Jin Ge Iron Horse, was wounded several times, and had just pacified Daxia, but there was only an economic reward, and the number of food towns increased to 1,300. Jingji's fame increased dramatically because of his merits, and Jing Jianyu was uneasy when he saw Jingji with such great achievements, and conspired with the ministers of the court and the harem concubines to constantly slander Jingji. King Xia gradually became estranged, but Jing Ji was not to be outdone, holding military power in his hands, and there were many supporters, who formed a party and quietly prepared.

On the seventh day of the sixth month of the tenth year of Qide, Jingji staged a coup d'état, and the army took the lead in attacking the ministry of Jing Jianyu, the prince of the world. Where would Jing Jianyu lead his troops to fight, and quickly asked King Xia for protection, but at this time, the palace and Jing Jianyu's mother's maiden family were surrounded by Jing Ji's soldiers.

At this time, above the court, King Xia was discussing with hundreds of officials, and he was shocked when he heard it.

Jing Ji brought a sword to the court, carried the head of Jing Jianyu's father, and kowtowed to the front, claiming that he instigated and prepared a mutiny.

Seeing this situation, the hundred officials conformed to the situation, saying that Jingji had a high prestige and had a meritorious role in destroying the rebellion. If he is made the son of the world, the world will return to the heart, and Daxia will be stable from now on.

However, after all, cannibalism is not a glorious thing. This coup d'état was rightfully forgotten after Keiyoshi came to power. And Jing Zheng's grandfather Jing Ji was also supported by the ministers because of his decisiveness, courage and bravery, and Great Xia gradually became a generation of power.

Listening to Zhou Binzhao's narration, Jing Zheng fell into deep thought. He had heard this story in a trance, and now he found that his grandfather Keiyoshi's situation back then was very similar to his own. I feel that I am the grandfather who has military exploits and heroes in the world, but has been excluded.

It's just that what Zhou Binzhao didn't tell him was that the ancestor of the Zhou family was not in a high official position back then, and he was once Jing Jianyu's henchman. I want to climb high and soar, but after tossing for a long time, I am still a sesame official. But it was precisely because of his low official position that he escaped a catastrophe. Now that good things are at hand, and it is his own grandson, how can he give up this opportunity?

Jing Zheng suddenly sneered: "Jianyu is soft, how can he be a king's talent." If it weren't for my grandfather's rebellion back then, there would be no glory of Daxia today! "There seemed to be a light in his heart, and there was a call for heroes and great deeds in the distance.