"Madam, please speak, but there are orders, and the tigers will obey their orders." Zhao Bohu said without frowning.

"I heard that the son is not married yet? Can you get engaged? Fan Ji slowly touched the white jade on the case, and asked unhurriedly.

"Never." Zhao Bohu replied, but he wondered what the other party meant by asking about this.

"Without it." Fan Ji said with a spring breeze on his face: "My brother has a daughter, the eldest daughter born to Mrs. Zheng, who is close to the age of Ji, with a beautiful face and a virtuous temperament. If the son does not dislike my country, my surname is sparse, and the concubine is willing to be a matchmaker for the son. ”

"This ------" Zhao Bohu sighed in his heart: Madame is so calculating! This is to pull my Zhao clan into the camp of the prince Ji Hu, and make the status of the prince an ironclad country. But the stakes are so high that he can't rashly promise, and he doesn't dare to refuse categorically, so he has to vaguely prevaricate: "Marriage is a major matter, and the life of my parents." What's more, the tiger is mourning his mother, and this matter must be made clear to his father. ”

"That's nature. Don't worry, Childe, whether you agree or not, I will dismiss the Yi Society as promised. ”

"That's very good."

After returning from sending off the guests, the nurse Niang Yang Yang saw that Fanji was still pondering beside the case, and had no intention of going to bed, so she leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Madam, do you really want to dismiss the Yi Society?" They are the most faithful people around you! ”

"Since you have promised to call your son, you will naturally do it." Fan Ji said with a deep face: "Your man doesn't need to enter the palace with us, just take care of this matter outside." Tell the people of the Yi Society that if they wish to return to Fanguo, they will be sent back and placed by my brother and uncle. If they don't want to, they will be given 200 gold per person to help them buy another property in Fenghao or Chengzhou, so that they can live and live in hibernation. Without my life, you are not allowed to move without permission. ”

The nurse realized: "Madame, this is to ------, slave and maid understand, and she will definitely handle this matter well." But the slave maid didn't understand, why did the lady attach so much importance to the summoning son? ”

"You don't understand, Zhao Gongzi is the son of the sect, and he will definitely inherit his father's title and official position in the future and be the pillar of the country. His father is in the prime of life, and he will have other heirs, and if my son is supplemented by the Zhao clan, no one can shake the position of the prince. ”

"Madame is far-sighted, and the slave is ashamed." Thinking of something, the sheep suddenly tightened his face and asked, "Madam, we haven't sent people to Luoyi during this time, could it be that we are sent by Yiyi?" Madame, do you think you should hit her at the right time? ”

"That's it." Fanji seemed a little tired: "She is also a poor person." It was also my negligence that I did not send someone to care for Mo Yi's family in time, you did it for me, and you must let his family worry-free. As for Yiji, let's watch it in the future! ”

"No!"

"Yiji, Yiji------" Seeing that the nurse went to the back room to make the mattress, Fanji sat alone in front of the desk and muttered. This sister is really a poor person, but for some reason, every time I see her submissive appearance, I get angry. Alas! Why, exactly? Is it because you hate iron but not steel, or is it something else?------

On the third day after King Xiao of Zhou was buried, the enthronement ceremony of the new king was officially held. Ji Xie wore a crown on his head, dressed in a gown that only the Son of Heaven can enjoy, and led hundreds of civil and military officials and princes from all directions to enter the temple to pay tribute to the ancestors. He is the ninth king of the Zhou royal family, and he has followed his father to worship the Taimiao since he was a child. But now when I walk in, it's a different taste.

The deep and solemn hall of high pillars, the entire wall of the north is cast into an offering table, and the eight or nine inches high stepped tablets are built one by one, which is seventeen or eighteen stories high, silently telling the heavy origin of this dynasty. Looking at those dense tablets, Ji Xie couldn't help but feel short of breath. The lower left tablet is polished very shiny, and the book "Xianyi Wang Ji Gong's position".

Ji Xie stared at the tablet for a long time, knelt down on the futon respectfully, burned incense and prayed, and finally put the incense stick into the Ding furnace before the salute was finished. He silently muttered in his heart: Father, the child will return to the throne, and he will definitely settle in the north, conquer Jingchu in the south, revitalize the great cause of civil and military affairs, and restore the former glory of my Zhou family!

After suing the Taimiao, and then sacrificing to God, it is considered to have obtained the consent of the ancestors and God, and fulfilled the necessary legal procedures, and then, it is time to ascend to the throne and accept the congratulations of the ministers and princes, and officially the throne of the king of Zhou.

Ji Xie slowly approached his throne from behind the screen, and scenes of the past came to his mind. After six years of solitary confinement, the only son almost drowned in Fengshui, but fortunately, he was blessed by his ancestors, bothered to plan by his wife, and more importantly, he was supported by Jianghan and most of the princes in the east, so that he has today. He understands that ascending to the throne is only the first step, and the next road will be more difficult, and he must continue to encircle these forces that support him, and forge an iron throne.

"The king has ascended to the palace, and the ministers have seen you—" the celebrant shouted in a long voice. As soon as the words fell, the antlers inside and outside the hall sounded together, and the whining sound of "yo-yo-" rushed straight to Xiao Han.

Zhou Gong and Zhao Gong led the royal ministers to the palace step by step, and bowed down at the foot of the throne steps: "Congratulations to the king, the king for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years!" ”

Ji Xie looked at it from a high point and saw that it was white, everyone was wearing filial piety clothes, and it was impossible to distinguish everyone's official rank from the uniform system. He cleared his throat and said in the clearest and most majestic voice possible: "All the kings are flat! ”

"King Xie!"

Zhou Gong is on the left, Zhao Gong is on the right, and he stands under the steps in two shifts. The next group of people was the princes in the Wangji domain, Ji Xie stood up and said loudly: "Zhong Aiqing is flat!" Everyone Gong Wei Feng Ho, really hard work! ”

"For me to become a Zhou Sheji for thousands of years, this is the duty of a minister, why work hard?"

Ji Xie suspected that they had rehearsed, how could they answer so neatly?

The last group is the princes of the Eastern Plain and the Jianghan region, with the title as the honor, headed by the Duke of Song, followed by a large number of marquis and uncles. At this time, a jaw-dropping scene happened. Ji Xie not only got up from behind the throne, but also walked down the stairs step by step, and greeted the princes with a lower rank.

As he walked down the last step, he clearly heard a clear laugh from the second row of the ranks of the princes below, who was it? Ji Xie's eyes flashed, and he saw a short-bearded man in his forties dodging his gaze, although he was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while?

Most of the princes were just amazed, but the focus of everyone's surprise varied. Zhou Gong was amazed, with a little schadenfreude; And Zhao Gong was first surprised, and then turned confused. As for the princes, they are either flattered like the Marquis of Ji, the Marquis of Shen, the Duke of Yu, and the Duke of Yu, or like the Duke of Song, they look at each other like the Marquis.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ji Xie regretted it a little, as if he had made a mistake in this step. But I've already walked down the steps, and I can't just walk back without saying anything, it would be too embarrassing. I had to make a long bow, but I didn't bow down, and said: "Lone can regain the throne, it all depends on your strength." I hope that all of you will help you in the future to protect my great Zhou! ”

The whole hall bowed down in unison: "Obey the king's orders!" ”

When he returned to the stairs, Ji Xie whispered to the temple man (eunuch) Jia who was supporting him, "Who was laughing just now?" ”

"King Yu, it's the Marquis of Qi."

"Qi Hou ------" A trace of resentful hatred flashed in Ji Xie's eyes.

In 886 BC, Ji Xie, the eldest son of King Yi of Zhou, officially ascended the throne. On the same day, he issued an edict and named his wife Fanji as the queen, and his sister-in-law Ji Hu as the prince. The following year, it was changed to the Yuan, and was known as King Zhou Yi in history.

The palace of Hokyo is also divided into a former dynasty and a harem. At this time, in the harem, Queen Fanji had just finished sending Yiji, who had come to see her, and beat her a few words. Fortunately, King Yi only has such a concubine under his eyes, and she has nothing to do. He is leading his son Ji Hu to visit the Imperial Garden with great interest!

The newly appointed crown prince Ji Hu is only six years old, which is the age when curiosity is the heaviest. Fanji scratched his nose: "Hu Er doesn't know so many things, just to invite a gentleman to train and train well!" ”

"Humph! I don't want to learn from those sour scholars, I want to learn to bend bows and archery, learn swords, guns and axes, and be a great king who expands his territory in the future. Just like King Wu and King Mu! Ji Hu shouted dissatisfied.

"So you pestered Gong Yu every day and asked him to teach you martial arts, right?" Fanji said with a smile: "But son, governing the country requires not only force, but also ingenuity. Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people, and you will understand later! ”

The mother and son laughed and walked to the edge of a small forest, and suddenly heard a burst of laughter and laughter, and vaguely heard the words "how is the king". Fanji kept an eye on it, ordered him not to make a sound, and listened carefully to himself.

One said, "Is it true that the king actually descended to meet the princes?" ”

The other person replied: "It's true, listen to the waiter in front of you say that the king is not only demoted, but also does not bow down." It's really too respectful to the princes------"

Fanji couldn't listen to it anymore, flicked his sleeves angrily, and shouted: "Go back to the palace!" "There was a sudden silence in the woods, and everything fell silent.

Back in the middle palace, Fan Ji's anger was still unsubsided, and he waved the incense burner on the case to the ground with a flick of his sleeve, and the incense ashes were scattered on the ground. Ji Hu had never seen his mother get so angry, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak.

The owl asked cautiously: "The two palace maids who chewed their tongues have been taken, what should the queen do?" ”

"Kill with a cane, and give an order to the whole palace, if anyone dares to chew his tongue to commit a crime, it is equivalent to this." Fan Ji gritted his teeth word by word.

"No!"

The otter sheep took the order and left, Fanji looked back at his son, silently pulled him over, and said earnestly: "Hu'er, you remember." As a monarch, you must not only be gracious, but also powerful. Only by attaching equal importance to grace and power can the subjects be feared and forbidden. Don't be like your father, who lost the courtesy of the monarch and surrendered his identity, and he will have endless disasters in the future. ”

Ji Hu nodded incomprehensibly.