"You," Ji Tayou stretched out a finger and pointed at his forehead, "Zhennai is in the game, and I don't know the situation!"

"Oh?" Zhao Bohu raised his eyebrows: "Please Ziliang for advice!"

"How he Weihe ascended to the position of Weijun step by step, others don't know, but I know very well. Today's situation in Fanguo is exactly the same as the original court song, and it is also the eldest son of the eldest son who has fallen out of favor, and there is also a favored successor and a young son. If Fan Zhen finally sits on the throne, it is telling the people of the world that he is forcing his brother to seize the throne, but he is not in the right position; On the contrary, if Fan Zhen is also out of position like the avant-garde Boyu, then he Weihe is not the only one. You say, how can he support the heir?"

Zhao Bohu got up suddenly, paced a few laps in the big tent, and finally let out a long exclamation: "What a fan of the authorities! Ziliang in one sentence. I just thought of the situation when the queen was there, you and I, with the king and Wei He, fished in the Lishan Palace, how close we were at that time, and there was no suspicion between each other. But now------" he sighed, his voice full of confusion, "Is it all because of the 'position'?" In the King's House, there are no relatives and friends?"

With his hands behind his back, he seemed to be talking to Duoyou, and as if he was talking to himself, "Am I too incompetent? Since I entered the dynasty, there was Song Qi first, and then there was Wei Guo, and the three major vassal states of the Central Plains successively killed kings and seized the throne, and there was often no human ethics. Now, not even the kingdom of my in-laws is exempt from this calamity, and my ------- is powerless------

Ji Duoyou heard the deep helplessness and sadness in his words, and couldn't help but feel sad, and couldn't help but persuade: "Why does Zimu have to feel so sorry for himself? That time was not escorted back by Ying Yuan, and the king also made a will, thinking that the heir would not be a problem, so why should you worry?"

"Wei Boyu also became the monarch back then." Zhao Bohu roared violently, "You know. At the beginning, Wei Yu had at least one Shiqing Shi clan support, but now Fan Zhen is isolated in the country, and he will either become a pawn of others, or he will wait to be ousted. There will be no other result, it won't ------."

His body shook suddenly, and he fell softly into Duoyou's arms, and what he heard was his friend's deep voice: "You Zhaozimu is not the Heavenly Nuwa, you don't have three heads and six arms, you can't control so many ------

This night, Zhao Bohu slept groggyly, as if entering the realm of too illusory------ suddenly turned into a fish of Beiming, Kunpeng floated in the vast sky, wings like clouds hanging from the sky, soaring up to 90,000 miles. He turned into a feather, carrying the blue sky with the wind and wandering in the dust, the fluffy finches chattered and discussed, and the doves by the stream muttered and laughed.

Suddenly, I saw the sun and the moon rising and the bonfire was endless, the big light and small light were sprinkled all over the world, and the feathers were fluttering and I didn't know what to do. Russia came out of the clouds, and the mountains on the horizon suddenly turned into big characters in the clouds - no self, no merit and no name, Kunpeng Hongmao, Pengjian finch, turtle dove, mountains and white clouds, the sea and the earth suddenly blended into a boundless chaotic world------

I slept until the end of the next day, when a red sun went up to the top of the mountain, and the vast mountain plateau woke up in the horn that echoed each other from afar. The cars and horses were already ready before the warm tent, and they were waiting for Zhao Bohu to get up. At this time, someone from Luoyi came.

"Summoning the prime minister, summoning the prime minister-------" Qi Zhong, who was frightened, stumbled into the warm tent and said breathlessly: "Summoning the prime minister, the king is ------."

Zhao Bohu's heart tightened, he had booked his return trip today, if it wasn't for something really happening, Qi Zhong would never have found it here. He hurriedly grabbed Qi Zhong's collar and asked, "What's wrong with the king?" Speak quickly!"

"The king------ he's gone!"

After Ji Duoyou heard the news and hurried over, Qi Zhong recounted the whole story.

Last night, Qi Zhong was on duty, but in the second half of the night, a melodious piano sound suddenly sounded out of nowhere, waking him up from his half-sleep and half-sleep. In a trance, he seemed to see Ji Hu out of the main hall in his bedclothes------ and after he woke up and came back to his senses, he hurriedly approached the inner dormitory, and Ji Hu's figure was no longer visible. The palace guards and inner supervisors were startled, and they searched for a night, but they didn't see Ji Hu's figure. When Rong Yi heard the news, he knew that the matter was serious, so he sent people to continue to search for it, and on the other hand, he came to Chengzhou Daying to urgently find and summon the prime minister back to preside over the overall situation.

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When the tiger heard this, it was like falling into an ice cave, and the Son of Heaven was gone, which was an earth-shattering event! He had just gotten up, and before he even had time to put on the crown of his hair, he put on his hair and got into the cart that had been prepared.

Qi Zhong was anxious, and he was about to get into the car, and suddenly saw a radiant young armor soldier standing next to Ji Duoyou, who came to see him off, and felt a little familiar, so he asked casually: "General Ziliang has accepted a new subordinate?"

Ji Duoyou replied casually: "His name is Bei'er, and he was originally ferryed on the big river. Bei'er, I've seen adults!"

"Bei'er has given a salute to Lord Nei!" Bei'er bowed and said.

"Oh-" Qi Zhong exclaimed, "It's him!" The king was sympathetic and originally wanted to bring Bei'er back to Haojing as a palace guard to comfort Dong'er's aunt's soul in the sky. I don't want General Ziliang to take the lead, it's also fate—"

This sentence has a meaningful meaning, and Zhao Bohu in the chariot heard this, and his heart moved, and he lifted the curtain of the car and cast a worried look at Duoyou: "Ziliang, take care—"

"Zimu, don't worry, the king has the protection of heaven and will definitely return safely." Ji Duoyou still doesn't know what's going on.

"Let's go—"

With a snap of the whip, Zhao Bohu and his entourage flew out of the camp by express train.

The early morning of the mountain pass is empty, the golden sunlight drums through the secluded valley, and the water of the vast river meets the sky. Is it the umbrella cover car or the poplar white clouds drift into the deep blue slowly, suddenly turning into a confused smiling face, and suddenly disappearing into the clear yellow mountain------

Ji Duoyou stood stupidly, and the mountain wind slapped his face with tears.

To the surprise of Zhao Bohu and Qi Zhong, when the moon rose in the east, Zhou Li Wang Jihu actually came back by himself. It's just that everyone was taken aback as soon as he appeared, is this still that radiant young man? I saw that his eyes were red and swollen, his steps were vague, his expression was in a trance, and he was weak when he spoke. Zhao Bohu clearly remembers that when the queen was grounded and the prince was claustrophobic in the East Palace, Ji Hu's eyes also flashed with the bright light of a trapped beast fighting from time to time, and his speech and demeanor revealed a kind of bitter support in despair.

When I wanted to meet the court, I was still a vigorous young man, but after a few days, how did I become like this? How sluggish it is?

I wanted to reprimand him, but I thought that this son was already weak, and he had his own ideas about acting, and he could no longer be as reprimanded as when he was young. There is no family relationship, no friendship of relatives and friends, nothing to do, no joy of ordinary people, the loneliness and coldness of the king, which is very human can experience! It is also the tiger's negligence, only knowing that he is busy with state affairs all day long, and he has never realized that the king is also flesh and blood, and has the desires of ordinary people, which is really a shame for the center!"

"No! Not really!" Ji Hu cried out: "It's not the young father's fault, it's the loneliness of the evil!"

That night, Ji Hu was a little upset because of the affairs of the Great Dynasty Meeting, and he was not fully sure whether he could control the more and more arrogant and self-reliant princes of the Quartet in the future. Tossing and turning until the second half of the night, suddenly there was a wonderful sound of music in the back garden of the Gantang forest.

That's right, it was the sound of the piano that he heard in Chaoge Bu Zhilou that day, and he saw the fairy sitting on the top of the snow-capped mountain in white again, she was quietly stroking the piano. The sound of the piano seemed to melt the snow on the top of the mountain, and the snow water merged into a stream, flowing down the mountain stream------ he clearly heard the snow falling on the bamboo, making a gurgling sound. The cold snow light reflected on the fairy's soft face, making him look like an ice-carved jade statue.

She kept stroking the piano, and the sound of the piano was the sound of snowflakes flying around, and the snowflakes were the sound of the piano falling to the ground------

Where can Ji Hu resist such a piano sound, such an artistic conception? The whole person seemed to be attracted by a huge magnet, and in the middle of the night, he suddenly stepped into the familiar Gantang forest. The moment he stepped into the woods, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Just when Ji Hu had just woken up from his dream, the sound of the piano started again, and out of nowhere came a soft, bright and high-pitched and agitated singing:

"The wild goose flies in the mountains, and the sound is heard in the sky. The fish of the north, the abyss of the kun lock. Why should I be guilty of evil? Looking at the township alone.

Rank and rank Sigan, secluded South Mountain, such as bamboo and pine, the deceased Changchuan. Why should I be guilty of evil? The Long Trapped Abyss –

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The song came to an abrupt end with a desolate groan that swirled and soared. Ji Hu gritted his teeth, tears glistened in his eyes, and he was silent in his heart: "Feeling sad, this is the sigh of the trapped dragon!" But this voice—" He could clearly hear the voice of the owner of the house, and he couldn't help but be moved.

"Is that you? Did you come to Luoyi from Chaoge?" At the end of the song, Ji Hu ran in the Gantang forest and kept shouting. He regretted that he didn't know the name of the owner of the house, so he could only ask like this.

The sound of the piano this night, every note seeped into his heart like a rain, striking his already numb heartstrings, stirring up indescribable tremors.

The long wind swept through the forest, and Ji Hu suddenly felt that his whole body was weak, and he fell into the fluttering leaves. When he woke up after a long time, he only felt that his whole body and mind were about to fly, and he hummed a ballad in a low voice in the haze: "There is a mulberry in the north and a yang in the south." There are chariots and chariots, far away from our state. The black hair is old, and the martyrs are together. Looking west at Guanshan, I miss my hometown."

The low humming echoed faintly, and the sound of the dingdong piano also floated over leisurely, faintly following each other, as if soothing him.