E Yufang narrowed his eyes and asked the young man, "You are the son of the world, right? Where is your father?"

The young man nodded, then his eyes widened and he laughed, "Father is dead, he was killed by random arrows! I'm going to die, too! Hahaha......"

E Yufang stared at the young man, his eyes were quite meaningful. The staff asked, "Your Majesty, who is he?" Why do you want to pretend to be the prince?"

"He is indeed the son of the world, but he is not the son of my country, but the son of the country."

"What? With the son?" Everyone was taken aback, and someone had already drawn the long sword at his waist and pointed it at the young man: "Your Majesty, do you want to kill him?"

"Hugh is rude!" E Yufang shouted, "Let him go!"

"Your Majesty! No, let him go, there will be endless trouble!" The crowd was unanimously opposed.

"God has the virtue of a good life, Kun'er is now uncertain about life and death, and the widow still accumulates some yin virtue for him." E Yufang's words are irrefutable.

Since I can't find the Eshizi Kun after turning over the Tonglu Mountain, then these more than 100,000 horses are consumed in this place, and it is not a way to blindly eat and chew horses, so it is time for the class to go back.

In the early morning when the breeze was blowing, several Hubei army camps were in a hustle and bustle, and after a long battle, they were about to return home, and the soldiers and generals were all happy. This time he won a great victory and recaptured Tonglu Mountain, the richest copper mine in the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is a great achievement that can boast of his descendants, except for the disappearance of the prince and the death of the great general E Jun, this trip can be regarded as complete.

On an inconspicuous hill next to the official road, a young man with a disheveled hair and ragged clothes was lying on a big rock, staring at the direction of the camp with good eyes. It wasn't until I saw that the big silk with the word "E" written on it was also rolled up, loaded into an ox cart and covered with cowhide, that I breathed a sigh of relief and slowly got off the post.

By the Wanlu River, the young man picked up a handful of clear river water and washed his face. The river reflected a handsome and well-defined face, and the young man smiled slightly, and said to himself in the river, "They are gone, and now it is time for me to return to China." I, Zeng Wen, swear to Tonglu Mountain here that I will destroy the country of Hubei in this life, avenge my father, and be ashamed of the country!"

"If the son of the world has this great wish, why don't you form an alliance with my king?" A chu sound came leisurely from behind the bushes.

Zeng Wen was taken aback: "Who? Who's watching me here?"

A middle-aged man dressed as a Chu merchant calmly walked out from behind the bushes and bowed deeply to Zeng Wen: "Under the Xia, the envoy of the King of Chu is ordered to come to Tonglu Mountain to find His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Chu Man has been at odds with me for generations, what are you doing to find me?" For the Chu people of Chu State, Jiang Han Zhuji has never had a good impression, and naturally he will not speak in a good tone.

"The son of the world is wrong to say this." The middle-aged man smiled unhurriedly in a Chu voice: "My surname Chu Guoqi is also after the fire god Zhurong, and I have been thinking about the Central Plains for several generations. The ancestor bears even worked hard for the martial king's war, so much so that he overworked and vomited blood and died. But what did the Zhou royal family do?"

The first time King Wu was divided was after the bear, and it was not until the era of King Cheng that the land of Danyang was sealed to the Chu State, and everyone in Jianghan knew about it. Zeng Wen felt that the other party's words were reasonable, but he was speechless for a while.

The middle-aged man was still talking: "My Chu State is only five miles, and now the world is all punched and kicked by myself, and the Chu State does not owe the Zhou royal family." The prince of the world, please think about it, since King Zhao's southern expedition drowned in the Han River, can the Zhou royal family have the ability to conquer my Chu State again?"

Zeng Wen glanced at him: "If the four Yi are restless today, the Western Sixth Division will defend against the rampant, and the Eighth Division of Cheng Zhou will pacify the Central Plains and deter Huaiyi, so I can't take care of your Chu State."

"Since the prince understands, why don't you form an alliance with my Chu State and fight against the common enemy together?"

"What do you mean by that?" Zeng Wen frowned, thoughtful.

"Hahaha...... the middle-aged man burst out laughing, "What oath did the prince make? Did you forget it so quickly?"

"How can you forget the hatred of killing your father and destroying your country?" Zeng Wen said hatefully: "It's just that my *** team has lost all this battle, and lost the Tonglu Mountain, and in the future, I am afraid that the national strength will decline, and I will not be able to fight with Hubei again, so what can I do?"

"Why does the son of the world need to be like this?

This pessimism? In the world, there are gains and losses, and there are losses and gains. The so-called water is full and overflowing, and the moon is full and losing, and the country of Hubei destroys the country and swallows the copper green mountain, which seems to be indispensable, but in fact it is the end of the strong crossbow, and it is time to go downhill. King Xiao Zhou's intention is to prosper the world, how can he allow his Hubei country to be so unscrupulous? Jiang Han Zhuji, frightened, can you not huddle together to keep warm to fight against the strong enemy? But with the opportunity, the decline of the country is just around the corner."

Zeng Wen was excited: "In this way, I promised the envoy. But what is the proof of what they say?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while, took out an object from his personal leather bag and handed it over with both hands, looking very respectful. Zeng Wen mentioned the silk rope, and this thing flashed a strange light in the sun. Under the scrutiny, it is a pale yellow oval jade with interlaced inscriptions.

Zeng Wen looked at it slowly and asked, "What is the jade inscription?" z.br>

"This is my king's token, engraved by the sun."

"Good! I took the token. Someone will go to Danyang with this thing in the future, and I hope that the king of Chu will not admit it!"

"That's nature. The prince has a long way to go, take care!"

"Take care, Envoy!"

A few days later, in Echeng, the long street was lit up, men, women and children dressed in festive costumes, and the pot was pulped, ready to welcome the warriors returning from the expedition to Tonglu Mountain. The people sang and laughed, completely forgetting the price of this victory, which was the sacrifice of the 30,000 horses as the vanguard, as well as their fallen generals and missing sons.

Yes, victory can make irrelevant people forget about loss, because they have not lost in the first place, and naturally there will be no grief. But not for others.

The triumphant procession of chariots and horses surrounded the magnificent chariots of the Hou Yufang, but he himself was not in the chariot, but drove into the general's palace in the northwest of the city in an inconspicuous closed chariot.

In front of the mansion, a half-person high white marble stele stone is engraved with the four big characters of "Pillar Stone of the Country", which was written by himself before the expedition to the Copper Green Mountain, and invited the master craftsman to engrave it on the stone and stand in front of the general's mansion to show respect. White flags were hung on the plaque of the vermilion lacquer gate, and a low cry was faintly heard from inside the gate.

Ehou Yufang only felt sad for a while, and when the city was celebrating, the general's mansion could only close the door and mourn by himself. In this Hubei city, in Siye Township, how many wives, children, and parents of the 30,000 forward soldiers who died in battle are crying at home? My Kun'er...... And where is he?

Thinking of this, E Yufang only felt a moment of gloom, what if he got the Copper Green Mountain? It seems that compared to the price he paid, this huge victory is only a taste. He suddenly felt dizzy, and the chamberlain hurriedly supported him: "Your Majesty, you have been working hard for days, and it is really time to go back to the palace to rest!" It's not too late to do the rest when you get your spirits up!"

E Yufang waved his hand weakly: "According to you, go back to the palace!"

Seeing that his opinion was rarely adopted, the little chamberlain was extremely excited. In fact, E Yufang himself knew that it was not because he listened to the advice of the little chamberlain, but because he really didn't have the courage to face his brother and daughter-in-law who had just become a widow and the nephews and nieces who had lost their father......

A few days later, the edict of the Marquis of E was issued, and the eldest son of the eldest son of the Ejun son, Gongzi Mao, succeeded his father to the title of feudal lord. In addition, spies were secretly sent in all directions and surrounding neighboring countries to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the missing Shizi Kun.

All of a sudden, the wind was blowing. Where did this Eshizi Kun go? Is it dead or alive? It has become the hottest topic of conversation among the people of Hubei Province.

Fenglinyi is just a small city on the border with Hubei Province, with a population of no more than 1,000, and it was a medium-sized city in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

It is the market day in the first half of the month, and the market is very crowded and lively. When the peddlers come to the bazaar to sell their cattle and sheepskin goods, they will gather at the few liquor shops and tea shops to treat themselves to hunger. In this way, this has become the source of news for the small town, and naturally, last month's victory in Tonglu Mountain and the mysterious disappearance of E Shizi have naturally become the hottest topics.

"I got a patina mountain and lost the lives of my brother and son, and I don't know if this deal is worth it or not?" Someone shook their heads and sighed.

"Why isn't it worth it?" A middle-aged man shouted in a straight voice, "According to me, it's worth it

Finish. With Tonglu Mountain, the army has a steady stream of copper materials to cast swords and crossbows, strengthen the military war, and our country can stand alone in the world. It is Xiong Qu, the king of Chu who is calling for wind and rain in Jianghan, or the son of heaven in Haojing, who dares to underestimate us? As for the younger brother, didn't the king give him the title of nephew? It's worthy of that flesh and blood affection."

"What about the son?" Someone raised the bar.

"That's even less of a problem." The man pretended to be mysterious and whispered, "I heard that this time it was Mrs. Yi and Uncle Huaiqing who persuaded the king to postpone sending troops to rescue this time. When the son is gone, Uncle Guo will become the only minister of state, and Gongzi Chong will become the only son-in-law, think about it......

Everyone sighed, and an old man couldn't bear to say, "It's a pity, son! It's a pity to be able to fight well and be quite popular, and you don't know whether to live or die at such a young age! Tut-tut......"

In this noise, a woman sitting in the seat seemed to have finished eating and drinking, picked up the black curtain on the desk and put it on her head, and before going out, she looked at the counter and threw down a coin, and steadily walked out of the tea shop.

The woman apparently had come to the market with a purpose, and as soon as she left the store, she walked straight to a pharmacy at the entrance of Dongjiekou, which was the only pharmacy in the entire Mapleam Eup.

Although it was a market day, the business of the pharmacy was obviously not as prosperous as other businesses, and there were few customers in the store. As soon as the woman came in, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward very earnestly to greet him: "Is the lady going to grab the medicine?"

"Do you have Lang Zhong sitting in the hall here?" The woman looked around, looking a little disappointed.