Volume 1 The Queen Fanji Forty-Three Best Friends
I always thought that he was very arrogant and pure-minded, but I didn't expect his life to be so miserable. Zhao Bohu looked at the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him, he was really distressed, and he felt sorry for the injustice he had encountered, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to be silent.
"Zimu, do you know why I went to him?" Ji Duoyou stroked his chest with one hand and said, "In my heart, I still have the last glimmer of hope for him. Over the years, my mother has been in the name of Mrs. Yan, but she is not as good as the most inferior maid in the house, and she has been practiced by her father's concubines every day. It wasn't until I grew up and learned martial arts that they didn't dare to be too presumptuous. I worked hard to fight in the army and make meritorious contributions, in order to one day achieve fame and fame, and take my mother out to set up another door, so that she would no longer be bullied. But my mother couldn't wait------"
He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand: "This time I have a hunch, my mother is afraid that she will run out of oil and the lamp will run out." But I still want to make one last effort to ask him to go back with me to see my mother for the last time, and to listen to my mother's last words of defense. If I really am not his son, then I will kneel down and thank him for his support, and I will wander the world from then on; If I were his son, for the sake of him being willing to see his mother for the last time, our family of three would be able to release our suspicions. But ------"
He rushed forward, and his hands clenched the table with a "gurgling" sound: "But in order to show his face in front of the Son of Heaven in order to return to Hojing with the crown prince, he categorically rejected me and shattered my last thoughts." I'm really ridiculous, after so many years, I don't know what kind of virtue he has? Why are you so stupid? Still have illusions about such people? ”
"Ziliang, you don't have to blame yourself. You are still young, and naturally you long for your father's love. You're not wrong! Zhao Bohu comforted him softly.
Ji Duoyou raised his eyelids, and his eyes revealed a hint of dodging and confusion: "Okay, Zimu, I will inform you of this secret matter." It's when you're a brother, a close friend, and there's nothing to hide. But you ------ you are of noble birth after all, and your family is the son of heaven, if you think that my origin is unknown and my life is chaotic, I will not blame you. Tomorrow, I will go back to Chaoge to visit my mother, and we will never see each other again. You don't know me as a person! ”
"What did you kid say?" Zhao Bohu smashed his fist on his chest, and his face was gloomy: "I Zhaohu has always only looked at talent and virtue, how can I ever talk about the source?" You're underestimating me too much! You're a friend, I'm done! ”
He took off a jade pendant he was wearing from his waist and handed it to Ji Duoyou: "This is an ancestral jade pendant in my family, which I have worn around my waist since I was a child." This is far away, I don't know when we will be able to meet, and I have the right to leave a thought. As long as you have something to do at home, you can come to me at any time. At the ends of the earth, as long as you have a call, I will call the tiger at will. ”
Ji Duoyou took the jade pendant, which was a good piece of ancient jade, with a transparent texture, delicate lines, and a hollow carved pattern of auspicious clouds. Zhao Bohu said: "Take a closer look at what words these clouds look like together? ”
Ji Duoyou took it to the candle and studied it carefully for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "It's like a 'friend' word!" ”
"That's right! Friends of many friends, maybe this is the fate of God, you and I are friends for this life, and we will never abandon ------"
Before he finished speaking, Ji Duoyou had already opened his arms and hugged him tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay! I recognize you as a friend, let's live and die together, and never give up. ”
It took him a moment before he let go and looked around his room, as if there was nothing decent to give back. His eyes fell on the "Golden Servant Aunt" hanging on the wall, and he was about to get up and walk towards it, when he called Bohu to hold him: "Stop, stop, don't fight the idea of the bow." It's a long road, how can you get away from it? Besides, I can't open a bow in my arm, and if you give it to me, won't it be an insult to this treasure? Don't beat it! ”
Ji Duoyou scratched his head: "But I really don't have anything else decent!" ”
"Then I owe it first! Duoyou, when your family is done, you must come to Hojing to find me! The tiger will lean against the door every day! Zhao Bohu said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"Come on! Hurry back to Hojing and become your pro, summon the son. Tayu said hatefully.
"Call me to summon the tiger, and we will be worthy of our names from now on." Zhao Bohu picked up the wine: "Life is like a friend, what more can a husband ask for?" ”
"Okay, drink this full, you call the tiger is my brother who can be trusted by many friends in life and death!"
When Zhao Bohu woke up, the sun was already shining throughout the room. He opened his misty eyes, only to find himself clutching a hairpin in his hand. It is about half a foot long, made of white jade, carved with a fish head at one end, and two turquoise stones are embedded in the part of the fish's eyes, the hairpin body is almost transparent, and there is a wisp of red halo across the middle, which is like blood dripping into the water, and the color is beautiful and chilling. The hairpin is delicate and luxurious, but it faintly reveals a distant antiquity and a cold murderous atmosphere.
This hairpin is too familiar, isn't it worn on your head every day? How did it end up in your own hands? He looked around, there was no one, and the "golden maid" on the wall was gone. Did he say goodbye?
He hurriedly summoned an entourage and asked, "Where is General Ji?" ”
"General Ziliang went out of the customs with his servants before dawn to Chaoge, and before leaving, he specially plucked this hairpin from your head and held it for you, and instructed the small one to leave a message for you. Please take care of yourself, watch out for your body, although the end of the world is far away, as long as you have the same mind, there will always be a time to meet. ”
He still left without saying a word, knowing that this farewell was far away, but he still refused to even give him a chance to say goodbye? Zhao Bohu was depressed, and he couldn't bother to wash up, so he rode a horse and galloped towards the gate.
The official hurriedly stepped forward: "What does the king command?" ”
"When did General Ziliang leave the city?"
"It's been two hours since then."
Zhao Bohu didn't say a word, added a few whips, urged the crotch mount to run up a dirt slope, stood on a high place and looked desperately to the east, but still couldn't see Ji Duoyou's back. He then gave up, and took out the hairpin from his sleeve, remembering that Duoyou said that it was brought out by his mother from the palace, not an ordinary folk thing. "Alas, they have just become close friends who can talk about everything, and they even want to separate. Heaven is really a trick! ”
He looked in the direction of Chaoge and muttered to himself.
A few days later, after avoiding a light snowfall, the convoy was ready to set off for its final destination, the royal capital of Ho Kyung. This time, the sons and daughters of the Cheng Third Division who participated in the battle will escort the crown prince Ji Hu back to Beijing under the leadership of General Ji Zheng, and accept the review and reward of King Zhou Yi together. Most of the sergeants of the Eighth Division of Cheng Zhou had never been to Hojing in their lives, let alone seen the Son of Heaven, and when the news spread, everyone was excited, and the soldiers rushed to move forward. No matter how cold the weather is, it can't extinguish the fire in their hearts.