"My son understands what Mother commands."

"The envoy who sent your sister back to the country must not have gone far yet, right?"

The pomfret realized, "Son, I'll go out of the city to chase after me."

In the winter of the tenth year of King Zhou Li, a terrible heavy snow froze Cheng Zhou Wangji.

Although the matter of disposing of the defeated army had been completed before the heavy snowfall, and the overall situation was stable, there was a faint atmosphere of unease between the government and the opposition. Late autumn rainstorms followed by early winter blizzards don't bode well for any dismantling of them. The old Zhou people have always been in awe of the mysterious and unpredictable heaven, and there are such strange numbers in the sky, the old Zhou people naturally have to speculate and discuss with anxiety.

This overnight blizzard is weird and terrifying, and it is nothing more than an omen that the young genius who has been in power for more than two years is struggling after the defeat. Then, the Son of Heaven Hugh and Concubine Hu have shown that they are incompatible with the country of Hubei, and they will destroy their country in the future. According to the current strength of the Zhou royal family, does it have this ability? If you don't have the strength but you have to do it strongly, and then take advantage of the danger to raise troops, wouldn't the old Zhou people be wiped out?

Thinking like this, everyone is born, and all kinds of speculation and discussion gather and flow around the furnace in Wodong, and as the business travelers fill the city and mountains, it has become a trend of "national suspicion" for a while.

This is one of the major political crises peculiar to the monarchy era - the suspicion of the lord and the country.

An era has an era with an era of laws of power. Different laws of power lead to different phenomena of power. Under the monarchy, there are two kinds of power that cause the most serious political crisis: one is the strong monarch and the other is the suspicion of the lord and the country. Since ancient times, almost all abrupt changes in power have occurred in these two times of crisis.

The danger of the strong monarch's twilight government, because of the mysterious whereabouts of the strong monarch in the twilight years, led to the rampant conspiracy, which is most likely to make the female cadres and evil eunuchs in power, and eventually lead to the chaos of the government behind him and the great decline of the national power. All the powerful monarchs in China's 5,000-year history, without exception, have faced the crisis of twilight politics, and there are very few who are sober in their twilight years and can effectively prevent chaos behind them. A typical example is the injustice of the prince in the twilight years of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in the Han Dynasty, and the Erzhang Rebellion in the twilight years of Wu Zetian in the Tang Dynasty.

The suspicion of the lord and the country is another kind of crisis - the lord is weak, and the most likely strong ministers rise and give birth to a rebellion in the palace. Since ancient times, the eldest woman has done great evil, and nine times out of ten it has been bred when the young master is born. Since the beginning of the third dynasty of the Xia Shang dynasty, the danger of the lord and the young kingdom is far more than the danger of the twilight government of the strong monarch. There is only one reason, after all, strong monarchs and male lords are rare, but the accession of young lords to the throne is frequent and unavoidable.

In the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty, King Cheng of Zhou ascended the throne as a teenager and rumors spread throughout the country, which finally led to a great rebellion of internal and external collusion that caused disaster to the world, which was the earliest typical example of the crisis of "the lord and the country". It is precisely this recurring political illness that has precipitated into a heart-pounding proverb of crisis: "If the lord is young, there will be strong ministers, and if the country is suspicious, there will be chaos."

Although Zhou Li Wang Jihu has been pro-government, but after all, he has not yet married, and he has no children after his death, and his strong temperament is rare for the sons of heaven in the past dynasties, and it is not inappropriate to call him a young master. As for the strong ministers, Rong Yixin was demoted to an official, and the Duke of Zhou stood aside for many years, and he could be called a strong minister who monopolized the dynasty.

Thinking about it this way, how can the old Zhou people not be worried?

Zhao Bohu is very clear about all this, knows the rumors that pervade the government and the opposition, and knows how to deal with it.

Finally, this terrifying blizzard that blocked the door overnight has come to an end. At the beginning of the red sun, the clouds gradually dispersed, and a few Da Luoyi buried alive finally appeared under the clear blue sky. The old Zhou people came over lively, without the supervision of the government, and rushed out to shovel snow and clear the road.

Within three days, the three-foot snow turned into a towering snowman standing beside the ditches on both sides of all the streets, and the culverts leading to Luoshui outside the city were dripping day and night to dissolve these behemoths, and also took away the depression and irritability of the old Zhou people. The official city was opened, the hundred workshops were lit on fire, the people took to the streets, the farmers entered the city, and everything returned to peace.

On the day of the Qing Dao, Zhao Bohu's chariot entered the royal city and stopped directly outside the east side hall. When he was looking around, he saw the chamberlain Jia Rickets swaying over from the royal steps, and his old age added a touch of sadness to the empty palace.

"Old Ling, where is the king?" Zhao Bohu hurriedly went up the stairs and supported the old chamberlain.

"Alas!" The chamberlain Jia sighed: "Today, the snow road is open, and General Chongli has returned, reporting that the second concubine has killed herself outside the palace. After hearing this, the king sighed for a long time, and went to the Nanshan Palace, saying that he wanted to relax

Don't let me follow."

"Who's following?"

"I only brought one Qi Zhong, and General Chongli was not at ease, so he also followed."

"What about the military chariot?"

"They only dare to follow from afar."

Zhao Bohu pondered for a moment and said categorically: "The old order immediately ordered people to reorganize the palace, put their clothes in order, and when the king returns, the lunch will be returned to the capital. I'll go to the Nanshan Palace to ask the king."

"Summons, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhao Bohu didn't say much, jumped on a five-room two-horse carriage in front of the palace and flew out of the palace, heading straight to the southeast of Luoshui.

The snow on the official road to the south has already been cleared, and a heavy line has been drawn out in the vast snowfield, although the cars and horses are scattered after all, they can be seen from time to time. As soon as you go down the official road and turn onto the branch road leading to the Nanshan Palace, the situation is very different. This belongs to the royal garden, and the garden is closed as usual before early summer, and the attendants on duty on the path are all stuck to the palace, and no one removes snow and no one is checked along the way.

Despite the wind and sun for more than a month, the dry snow and ice still cover the road tightly, and the cold wind wraps the dry and hard snow particles like a shadow tearing and entanglement the carriage and horses. For a car with only one umbrella cover, this kind of wind, snow and ice is the biggest "road difficulty".

The rider shook his spirit and shouted, "Your Excellency, hold the umbrella pillar steady!" was about to go to the road, but Zhao Bohu suddenly stomped his feet and shouted to stop.

"Your Excellency should go another day." The rider suddenly reined in his horse.

"Who's going to change the day?" Zhao Bohu jumped off the cart and waved his hand to order: "Unload the car and change the horse!"

"It's okay to get off the car, and the adults can get on the car."

Zhao Bohu laughed teasingly: "It's only in the royal city, and dry snow and ice Ling Road is a taboo for driving, don't you know?"

"Your Excellency......" The pilot's face flushed for a moment.

"Don't worry. It's too late to unload the truck and change the horse."

The rider was really neat, and in a moment he unloaded the two horses and set up the bridles, drew a huge arrow at the crossing next to the car, and flew on the horse to step on the road with his head in front of him. Zhao Bohu shook his hand and stopped, "You didn't walk through Bingling Road, follow behind."

The driver was terrified: "How is this done? What's so hard about Bingling Dao?"

Zhao Bohu didn't speak, gently lifted the reins of the horse, and walked immediately to expose the dry thatched roadside, but did not walk in the middle of the avenue that seemed to be as flat as a mirror. The driver then followed and didn't dare to ask more, he was cautious all the way, and he walked for more than 20 miles before he saw the Nanshan Palace.

When he got off the road, Zhao Bohu smiled and said, "Remember, after the snow, the ice is on the road, only look at the grass and snow, don't look at the soil over the ice."

The driver was originally a first-class person in the royal family, and he drove a light car on duty outside the east hall on weekdays, preparing for the urgent affairs of the Son of Heaven. Today, he was summoned to be aggrieved all the way, although he only nodded his head, but he was puzzled by the boss. Seeing that he was able to get off the road, the rider unintentionally lifted the reins of the horse and stepped on a piece of ice and snow on the road. Unexpectedly, the horse's hooves slid out of the road, and the horse's body fell heavily, and the driver was caught off guard and was crushed under the horse. Z.br>

"Stupid!" Zhao Bohu was angry, laughing, and anxious, and flew to the palace with a horse, and ordered the gatekeeper of the Luqi camp gate to come out to rescue the driver, and he went straight to the big tent.

Sima Ma, the general commander of the royal family's chariot and escort, came to see him in a panic, telling that the actions of the Son of Heaven were confusing. Zhao Bohu didn't say much, but only ordered to immediately organize the car and drive the honor guard to go to the other palace to welcome the king back to Beijing.

It's a winter sunset, and although the snow on the hillside has melted a lot, it's still knee-deep. Fortunately, there was a line of extremely clear and solid footprints that reached the top of the mountain, and Zhao Bohu and his party avoided the pain of foot exploration. Half an hour to the top of the mountain, the grass and trees are dried up and the snow is covered, and the small hill is unobstructed: a stone wall surrounds a village courtyard more than 100 steps away, the stone gate is closed, and the cooking smoke curls, which is really an ordinary peasant courtyard.

Zhao Bohu vaguely remembered that before Ji Hu's pro-government, he lost his whereabouts in Luoyi Palace for a day and night, could it be that he was hovering here? I don't want to be so rough and simple, what happened back then, so that King Zhou acted so inappropriately? ……

The bus Sima Zheng was full of suspicion, and Zhao Bohu waved his hand solemnly and ordered: "The guards are guarding the outside of the courtyard wall, and the bus Sima is calling the number, please see the king."

"No!" The bus Sima received the order, and he was right immediately

The stone gate shouted loudly: "The Great Zhou Xiangguo summoned Mu Gonghu to lead the bus Sima and others, and Jin to see the king——"

Before the echo fell, the stone door had been opened with a bang, and a young man in soft armor hurriedly stepped out of the door and bowed: "The last general Chongli will meet Xiangye."

Zhao Bohu grabbed him and asked urgently, "How is the king now?"

Chongli shook his head with a solemn expression: "The king blames himself for the matter of the second concubine, and he has not eaten for a day and a night, and he has not even drunk water. I hope that the prime minister will persuade him a little more."

Zhao Bohu came to the outside of the Zhuang house worriedly, and after a short pause, he heard Ji Hu's whisper from the room: "Sure enough, you would rather disfigure yourself than enter the palace to accompany you, or right......

"King, the minister summons the tiger to see!" Zhao Bohu is a straight face.

I only heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the room, and Ji Hu, who was wearing a red embroidered gold cloak, rushed to the front and bowed deeply: "If the young father comes, Hu will be far away!" Let's go, and ask the young father to come into the house and talk."

After some greetings, it was already dark, and Chongli and Qi Zhong had already set up a small banquet in the main hall of the north room. Ji Hu commanded, "Only the young father in the village talks to Lone. The bus Sima and a group of others set up camp outside the village to cook for the army, and the jars of old wine were carried for them."

When the two sat down on the case and drank each other, Ji Hu put down the wine and said, "The young father must have something to do when he came today, but please make it clear."

"My king blamed himself for leaving the palace for the second concubine's self-murder?"