So that's it! Kui Duoyou sat down on the ground a little depressed, remembering a conversation between himself and his cousin before going to bed.

"Cousin, are you going to Chaoge?"

"It's not me, it's us going together. Why, you don't want to? ”

"Although my A-Niang was killed by the King of Zhou, the patriots are also accomplices, I don't want to go to Chaoge, I don't want to go to the place of the Zhou people."

"However, the grassland is already the world of Kui slaves, and we can only defend the country. Although Childe and ------, I have no better way than to defect to him. ”

"Oh, got it."

This kid really has such an idea. I thought she was compromised, but I never thought that she was determined to run away alone. Kui Duoyou slapped his thigh and regretted it. Where can she go? No matter, when the day dawns, it's better to go to the song first. Let's find it as you settle down!

Ho Kyung Tai Temple, against the early spring wind, the festival of praying for the blessing of King Zhou Yi is being held. Zhou Zhao Ergong led the sacrifice, and the princes and suzerains of the Weihe Valley, headed by Duke Yu Yu, slaughtered the three animals of Taijiao and smeared their blood on their lips. Kneeling three times and bowing nine times, he prayed to the heavens to prolong the life of Ji Xie, the king of Zhouyi. This Son of Heaven, who was only seven years before and after his accession to the throne, was ill at the age of thirty-six, and left behind a kingdom full of holes, surrounded by four kingdoms, with different princes, and frequent natural disasters.

Not long after just leaving the gate of the Zhaoguo Mansion, the sky was sparsely drifting with light snow, a few trembling white clouds were driven away, the tall cypress trees on both sides of the road had long since left their leaves, the bare branches were horizontal, dark brown lined with the blue gray of the sky, but also clean and clear, like an ink painting and calligraphy, free and easy, eclectic.

Zhao Bohu held the reins in one hand, hung down the emerald treasure black gold horsewhip in the other, and stretched back lightly with his free hand, his slender white fingers pulled through the wind pocket, covering his head and face, and a handsome and gentle face on the side. Scattered on his navy blue brocade, the fine snowflakes were as beautiful as the jade trees of Zhilan. The girls on both sides of the road couldn't help but look up, and shyly lowered their faces that were red from the cold, and only kept peeking at them.

He was surrounded by guards and servants in front of him, and beside him was a magnificent black-roofed eight-treasure chariot. The sedan was quite large, like a small house, and it needed four sturdy horses to drive it. At this time, the curtain on the side of the car was slightly lifted, and then a baby's cry came out.

Zhao Bohu rode his horse close to the curtain of the carriage and asked softly, "How is the fourth prince?" ”

A crisp female voice replied: "Back to Xianggong's words, the fourth prince suddenly cried in annoyance, the nurse still can't breastfeed, can Xianggong go into the car to take a look?" ”

Zhao Bohu quickly dismounted, patted off the snowflakes on the big flakes, and slightly sideways into the carriage. As soon as you enter the car, there is a delicately designed copper stove, and there is a pipe chimney that conducts air from the bottom of the car to the outside of the car.

As soon as he sat down, a warmth hit his face, and Zhao Bohu didn't hold back and sneezed lightly. Meng Ji, who was sitting inside, said hurriedly: "Xianggong, come over and warm up, don't let the cold seep into your body------ you have been on duty outside the palace gate every now and then, and you have been sick twice, so you have to be careful!" ”

"It's okay." Zhao Bohu went to the stove and pulled a cushion to sit down, slowly took off the heavy coat, opened his arms and said, "I'll hug the imperial father." ”

It's strange to say, this baby who is less than a year old actually recognizes people, and when he arrives in Zhao Bohu's arms, he not only stops crying, but also laughs non-stop. Even the nurse praised: "It seems that the fourth prince is still close to the grandfather of the country!" ”

Meng Ji glanced at her inadvertently, and the nurse knew that she was speechless, so she quickly confessed and got out of the car and followed the car on foot. Zhao Bohu hugged the little imperial father and said to Meng Ji: "I have wronged you to enter the palace with me on this snowy day, if it weren't for the inconvenience of my wife, I wouldn't have to worry you about going through this experience." ”

"Where is Xianggong? It's right to share the worries between my husband and my sister, but the emperor doesn't get along much with me, so I have to work to coax the child in person, which is really useless for me. Meng Ji bowed his head and said.

"It's not your fault either. After entering the palace, you will go to the East Palace to find your sister Shaoji, speaking of which, your sisters have not seen each other for half a year, and I will take the imperial father to the main hall to see the king. ”

"No." Meng Ji gritted his teeth and promised. The servants in the palace called her "Second Lady", and only then did she understand that the difference between "Second Lady" and "Lady" was only one word, and it was a world of difference. If she summons herself, she can naturally enter the palace with her husband to meet the king and the prince, but she is just a concubine and has no qualifications.

"Xianggong, since the imperial father was born, this is the first time I have seen the king. Isn't it ------" Meng Ji hesitated and didn't dare to say the following words, since the beginning of winter, King Zhou has exhausted his life essence in the process of going back and forth to the royal tomb several times, and the oil has dried up, which is no longer a secret and taboo in the city of Hojing King.

"Hugh is talking nonsense, how can you allow women to talk too much about national affairs?" Zhao Bohu scolded him, although Meng Ji treated himself gently and considerately, he was always a little untouchable, and he had to reprimand him many times.

"Yes." Meng Ji didn't dare to say more.

In the bedroom of King Zhou, the thirty-six-year-old King Ji Xie of Zhou Yi was lying on the bed weakly, his face and lips were so pale that there was no blood, his protruding eye sockets, and even the bridge of his nose that was once high was somewhat collapsed. All this is announcing that his life is coming to an end. His ambitions, desires, energy, and enthusiasm all vanished with the death of his wife, leaving behind only a body. But at this moment, this withered body is also completely dead.

The crown prince Ji Hu knelt at the foot of the bed, silently trying to cry. On the side of the bed pillow, Zhao Gonghu hugged the imperial father, and King Zhou Yi stretched out a dead wood-like arm to touch the imperial father's pink face, but after all, he still hung down weakly. As soon as the imperial father entered the hall, he couldn't stop crying, and he couldn't coax Zhao Bohu no matter how much he coaxed him.

Ji Xie's sorrow came from it, and his voice was like a death knell: "This kid still hates me!" ”

Zhao Bohu persuaded: "Where is the king? Father and son are connected, the fourth prince is the reason why he saw that the king was seriously ill and his heart was restless! ”

"You can talk." Ji Xie glanced at him weakly: "The queen entrusts the crown prince and the fourth prince to you, and she is also discerning!" Anyway, Lone also entrusts the prince to the prince of the country according to the queen's wishes. I hope you will assist him well after you die alone. Prince! ”

"Erchen is here!" Ji Hu responded.

"Zhao Gong and you are almost half a father. Kowtow to ------ Zhaogong! Ji Xie seemed to say that he was tired and began to pant.

Ji Hu turned his knees towards Zhao Gong, Zhao Bohu hurriedly wanted to help him up, Ji Xie stretched out his hand and said, "No, this gift is to be accepted." ”

After receiving the salute of three bows, Zhao Bohu only felt like sitting on pins and needles, and hurriedly helped the prince up, wept and said to King Zhou Yi: "The king is in his prime, why do you make such a sad voice?" ”

"The destiny has come, what can I do?" Ji Xie took a breath and let the chamberlain Jia put a mattress on the back of his head, and he sat up a little: "Zimu, my Zhou room was originally the second duke, and the lonely ------ have deliberately suppressed Zhou Gongding over the years. However, his power is still deep, and if he is uprooted, he is afraid that the society will be shaken, and he has to endure it to this day. In the future, Zimu, you have to be careful. ”

Zhao Bohu choked up and said, "The minister knows." After all, Zhou Gongding is a secretary in the world, if it is aimed at the minister, why is it difficult for the tiger to retreat? If it is detrimental to the Zhou family, I don't think he will be confused to that step. The king can rest assured that all ministers have their own measure. ”

Ji Xie nodded, as if he remembered something: "By the way, there is still ------"

"What else does the king command, the minister must do his best!"

Ji Xie looked at the clear eyes in front of him, and suddenly hesitated: "That's it, it's nothing." Haosheng takes care of the imperial father, this child is truly fatherless and motherless! ”

Ji Hu couldn't help it, and cried and said, "Father, what are you talking about? The younger brother has such an unscrupulous brother as a child, and he will definitely take care of him for the rest of his life. He is the only brother left by his mother to the child. ”

"That's fine, that's fine." Ji Xie said in a low voice: "Zi Mu take the imperial father down, I still have something to say to the crown prince." ”

"No!"

The chamberlain Jia has served for many years, knows the mind of King Yi, and knows that the father and son have something important to talk about at this time, so they immediately cleared everyone and others, closed the door of the dormitory, and personally guarded the side of the door, not letting anyone approach.

In the dim light, King Zhou Yi, who was about to die, looked at the eldest son Ji Hu in front of him. Although the prince is only twelve or thirteen years old, he is already full of bearing and magnificent. Although he has served in front of the sickbed for many days, he has been described as haggard, but his bright eyes are radiant, and he has a heroic appearance. Ji Xie was both envious and relieved in his heart, although his son was young, he already had the prototype of a promising son of heaven.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Hu'er, since the events of the day you were born, Lone knows that your mother has been at odds with me, and she doesn't dare to fully trust Lone. Over the years, although Lone has tried her best to make up for it, she ------" He let out a long sigh: "Still won't believe me." ”

"The father and the queen mother are deeply affectionate, how can they not believe in the father?" Ji Hu persuaded incorrectly.

"Isn't it?" Ji Xie smiled bitterly and said: "Ah Ji, she proposed to appoint the eldest father as the grand master, and the son Mu Ren as the young master, the two dukes complement each other, and Jing Han is the backing, so that your position as the prince will be solid, and it will be more stable than my throne." She thinks deeply about you, but she misses one of the most important things. ”

"What's that?" Ji Hu asked curiously.

"She underestimated herself, her place in the lonely heart. Actually, she doesn't have to do anything, you are the flesh and blood of Ah Ji and Gu, and the eldest son of Da Zhou, so the position of the prince is naturally yours. Whether it is Ji Jiang or Shang's father, no one can shake it. She ------ why bother? Thinking of his wife, Ji Xie felt sad from it.