Rong Yi paused and continued: "This time, the king was assassinated on the painting boat, and there was a lot of danger, but the murder weapon of the little king was the bronze crossbow offered by Ji Duoyou back then, do you think, the king will have no idea in his heart?"

Hearing this, Chongli finally understood: "In this way, just bring down this Ji Duoyou, and Zhaogong will be dismissed?"

"Finally got the hang of it." Rong Yi smiled slightly: "But this matter is not so easy, it seems that Fan Shizi is here, and Zhao Bohu must be to protect him." I'm afraid, this is also an opportunity."

Suddenly, winter went to spring, the snow melted away, and the season of ploughing in the Central Plains came. At this moment of ploughing cattle, countless luxurious warm cars, Xuan cars, and wagons ------ squeaked and creaked on the official road leading to Luoyi in all directions, and the princes who had come to meet Zhou Tianzi were gathering in the east.

Originally, according to the rules, the princes needed to meet the Son of Heaven every year and pay tribute, and if they could not come, they would at least send the prince or important ministers to replace them, and they needed to write in advance. I don't know how many twists and turns will be added to this back and forth, this time it's okay, there is no need to take the terrifying and dangerous Cuihan Road, just go to Luoyi in Pingchuan, the road is close and easy to walk, and the princes can't say anything about it.

So this time, not to mention the close ancestors surnamed Ji and the princes who are related by marriage to the Zhou family, they are not harmonious and discordant, such as Song Li's son Kui, and the Hou Yufang came in person, which can be described as a rare thing.

In Luoyi City, it is busy. No one noticed a fast horse galloping in from the south gate and heading to the official post house in the north of the city------

Rong Yi was bathing his hair, and when he heard that a guest was visiting, he hurriedly walked out of the back room with the famous thorn in his hand, and he didn't even have time to wipe his hair dry, and he was still dripping.

It was none other than Ying Yuan. This time I came to Luoyi day and night, for the urgent matter in Mrs. Ying's heart. Last time, Zaoyangyu intercepted and failed to kill, and Mrs. Ying did not surrender the crime, but he was uneasy, and this time he took the initiative to ask Ying to redeem the crime. If it doesn't work out again, he Yingyuan will return to Fanguo without face.

The reason why Ying Yuan was worried was not only because of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, but also because he was not sure of the attitude of Rong Yi, a close minister of the Son of Heaven. Although it brought a generous gift, do people look at it? After all, it has never been a relative, so if you come to the door to have a relationship so rashly, will people feel abrupt? On second thought, this seems to be the only feasible path, although there is little hope, so I have to try my luck.

When he saw Rong Yi at first glance, Ying Yuan's heart was also moved. Under the twilight and early moon, this celebrity exudes a crownless demeanor but is extremely elegant, although his face is slightly dark, but there is a group of affinity like a hazy moonlight.

After the two salutes, Rong Yi picked up his linen robe and knelt on the edge of the big seat, took the gift handed over by Ying Yuan Bi respectfully but did not say a word, put it aside, and asked lightly: "The general doesn't have to be polite, please speak up about anything this time, but if there is something that can be helped, I will definitely not hesitate to help!" qs

"Sir," Ying Yuan knelt up and said, "The lord and his wife were shocked when they heard that the prince had fled, and ordered him to lead his army to chase after him. The original intention was not to hurt the prince, but just to bring him back to the country and explain the length and disadvantage in front of the king. I didn't want the prince to misunderstand, and ambushed the army led by Xia all the way, causing both sides to lose. The king and his wife were very angry, and when they heard that the prince came to Luoyi, he actually held the golden arrow of the prime minister's mansion and sued his wife in front of the Son of Heaven. Thinking about it, I can only send my subordinates to the Luoyi Palace to plead, otherwise, the Son of Heaven will only hear the words of the Son of the World."

Listening to him babbling for a long time, Rong Yi's face was always calm as usual. Ying Yuan raised his eyes from time to time, and his heart was even more worried, not knowing what the position of this close minister of the Son of Heaven was. Gradually, he had nothing more to say.

Rong Yi was still full of spring breeze: "So, Mrs. Ying also has a hard time?"

Ying Yuan was stunned, not knowing what the other party meant, and instinctively replied: "It's difficult to be a stepmother, and it's helpless for the son not to treat her as a mother."

"It's no wonder that mother and child are connected, and they are not biological. It's just that ------" Rong Yi paused deliberately, "How is Fanjun's illness?" Does it matter?"

Ying Yuan sighed, "Alas! Since last fall, he has been paralyzed by the wind, unable to move from the waist down, and cannot even speak clearly. It's all Mrs. bedside care, I'll wait but

If there are important matters, the lady will kneel on the couch and listen to the muttering words of the king, and then relay it. The young son serves the decoction, and he can't untie his clothes------- and the king depends on their mother and son."

"In this way, it is very inappropriate for the son of the fan to act." Rong Yi frowned and said, "My Great Zhou served the world with benevolence and filial piety, and my father was paralyzed and bedridden. In this way, how can the word "filial piety" be?"

Ying Yuan is such a shrewd person, as soon as his eyes rolled, he immediately understood: "Sir is talking ------" Since entering this room, his tightly knit brows were stretched for the first time, and he bowed deeply when he left the table: "Thank you sir for your advice, the widow and the lady should be grateful!" It's just ------" he hesitated, "After all, the Son of Heaven and the Son of the World are cousins, and they have confirmed the name of unfilial piety, so the king's side ------."

"Your concerns are not unreasonable." Rong Yi nodded: "The prince of the fan has the support of Zhaogong, and he has a matrilineal bloodline connection with the king, if you want to use this notoriety to abolish his position as the prince, it is absolutely impossible." From the point of view below, after a thousand years, the king of this heir is still undoubted."

Ying Yuan was taken aback: "In this way, my Ying clan will have no place to stand in Fanguo?" After speaking, "Plop" knelt down and bowed to the chief again: "Please sir for guidance."

"The general doesn't have to be polite." Rong Yi didn't get up, but just asked for a false hand, and said: "The Great Zhou Dynasty takes the "Zhou Li" as the foundation of the country, and the establishment of the heir takes the elder as the foundation of the inheritance of the throne, which cannot be shaken. However, Ying's family can use "unfilial piety" as an excuse to force Fanzhen to make concessions and jealousy, attracting the sympathy of the world, so that he can continue to live in Fanguo. In this way, Fan Zhen is sitting on the throne, but he is an empty shell, who supports him except for a Zhao Gong who is in the phase? When the prince is in power and summons the prince to return to government, it will be your chance to respond to the clan."

Speaking of this, he suddenly lowered his voice, leaned forward and said, "The general has any plans to visit Wei Hou on this trip?"

Ying Yuan looked puzzled: "Wei Hou? I heard that he is the king's companion, and he has a great friendship, how can he help us?"

Rong Yi smiled slightly: "Hasn't the general heard of the origin of the Marquis of Wei? In the past, he was also the young son of the Marquis of Xianwei, just like the situation in your country now. Fan Zhen came here to re-enact the story of defending the country back then, reminding the world how he killed his brother and seized the throne. Say, 'When he saw that, did he feel better?'

Ying Yuan finally came to his senses, got up and bowed his hand and said, "Having met Mr. is the blessing of my Ying family's eternal life. But if there is a send, sir, I will not hesitate to die to repay the service."

Ying Yuan hurriedly walked out of the gate of the post house, and there was already a wagon waiting at the door, and when the old man saw him come out, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How?"

"Go and inquire about the residence of the Marquis of Wei, and come back to report to me."

"No!" The elder lowered his voice and asked, "General, is this matter reliable?" We are not related to him, why should we help us?"

"He's not helping us, he's going to fight against the Summoning Kingdom." Ying Yuan looked back at the post gate, and his eyes were very deep: "It's still Mrs. who has a unique vision, let us come to find this person first, otherwise I really can't figure out the door."

At midnight, a curtain wagon flew into the sparsely lit Luoyi Royal City. Two rows of forbidden army soldiers could be seen, but the chariot suddenly turned north into a fang area outside the east wall of the royal city, where most of the mansions were the residences of the princes of the four directions in Luoyi.

The carriage did not slow down, and drove to a carriage and horse farm in front of a six-entry mansion and stopped. The horse neighed, and a black cloak floated towards the door. Immediately, a hazy answer faintly came to my ears.

"Dare to ask Childe, what do you want?"

"A guest comes at night to look for the master here, how can he be?"

"The prince has a lot of communication during the day, and he doesn't see any guests at night."

"The old man only told the Hou Hou a word, and he asked to see him for something important!"

"In that case, please wait."

In a moment, the old man lowered his voice and greeted him: "Please enter as soon as possible!"

The door of the house was lightly buckled, and everything was hidden in the dim night of the lights.

Under the moon in the bamboo forest, Eyu Fang and Fanzhen sat and spoke.

Fan Zhen took a sip of hot tea, and then sighed: "I know that the prince is jealous, and I have never been

I dare to disturb him, but there is something really difficult to do right now, so I have to come and ask the prince for an idea."

"If there is anything difficult about the son, you might as well say it clearly." E Yufang was angry and took the case.

Fan Zhen frowned: "Haven't you heard the rumors about me in this Luoyi city recently?"

"Oh?" E Yufang sat up straight: "I really haven't heard of it, what kind of words? Provoke the world so much?"

"My stepmother quietly sent Ying Yuan to Luoyi to spread rumors in the street wine shops that my father was seriously ill and would die soon. But I, as a son, ignored my sick father, and only thought of coming to Luoyi to see the prosperity of the eastern capital, socializing and entertaining among the princes, just to consolidate the position of the prince, which is really unfilial to the extreme. However, in the middle of the day, the wind has quietly changed. Today, I asked to see King Zhou, but I was politely refused, how can I go on like this? I was so helpless that I had to come and ask the Marquis for advice."

"In this way, the son of the world is indeed in a dilemma!" E Yufang stretched out his fingers and stroked his long beard, thinking. It is true that Fanjun is seriously ill, and it is also true that he was unable to serve in bedside as a prince, and these two things alone made him speechless. If he leaves for China to serve his sick father now, he will be able to block the mouths of the world, but first, he will lose his efforts, and second, he will not be poisoned by Mrs. Ying on the way back.