"Father, please think twice before acting." With a disgusting look of "the whole world is turbid, I am sober alone", E Kun perseveredly admonished: "My Hubei country has a wide range of waters, but there is not much arable land, and most of the common people can barely make a living by combining fishing and farming. If everyone grows grass for a living, where does corn come from? Can't you beg for food from the sky?"

"The eldest son is too alarmist." At this point, Huaiqing couldn't stand up anymore, he argued unhurriedly one by one: "Lanxiang madder was introduced by ministers, because it is extremely rare, only the nobles in the country and the richest people in the world have the strength to chase it, what is the matter with the common people? Why is it said that everyone grows grass for a living? Besides, those rich and wealthy pursue profits and spend a lot of money, which is a flying wealth, which can be used by the monarch to build weapons, recruit soldiers, and expand the strength of our Hubei affairs, so as to prepare for the counterattack of the country and the revenge of the Zhou royal family. If you sit still, don't you wait to be a mermaid?"

"That's it." The prince of the family also came to help: "My uncle has worked hard day and night for my Hubei country to be rich and strong, and my brother doesn't want to help, but comes to drag his feet, what does it mean? In the elder brother's mind, is it important to be the state of his parents, or is it important to be a loyal minister of Zhou Tianzi?"

"You ......" Kun angrily pointed at his brother, "Murder and punishment, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? Hmph!" Elian snorted coldly: "On the day of the public election of the prince, Zhou Tianzi personally went down, who is he yearning for? Who in the whole country doesn't understand?"

"Alright, alright." Ehou Yufang shouted: "The shaft is annoying! Huai Xiang has worked hard for my Hubei country to enrich the country and strengthen the army, and you are the eldest son of the widow, so you don't think about helping, but you are constrained everywhere. What a disappointment to the widow in doing so!"

"Monarch Father......" Before he could say more, E Yufang was already impatient, and waved his hand to make him retreat: "Don't think that you will be terrible if you hit the Copper Green Mountain, this Hubei country will not be your turn to speak!"

He didn't know how he had walked out of the hall, and there were countless disdainful and sneering glances around him, and everyone saw him as if he were a monster who could not be separated from the world. However, he was completely unaware of all this.

Boarding the car that had been waiting outside the palace for a long time, slowly driving on the downtown streets of Echeng, the shops on both sides from time to time came from the smell of orchid paste to the end of the nose, accompanied by the hawkers' shouting: "Good orchid paste! It can be dyed in madder juice without clumping, so come and buy it——"

Even the shop that sold cloth didn't let him stop: "The best Qi Xuan, dyed evenly, come and buy it—"

Qi Xuan? He suddenly remembered that one of the reasons why his father allowed Huaiqing to push up the orchid madder was because Qi and Hu reached a secret agreement: Qi was allowed to sell Jianghan, and Qi would reopen the salt road of Hubei. The suffering of salt cut back then made the people of Hubei still remember it vividly, and now there is a business that can not only make a fortune but also ensure the salt road, everyone should rush to it, who can listen to his harsh words?

Shaking his head, E Kun only felt a tightness in his chest, and he really needed to breathe. So he stamped his foot: "Go out of the city!"

"No!" In response, he raised his whip and urged his horse to gallop towards the north gate.

After not leaving the city for many days, he was surprised to find that the suburbs of the city were much more lively.

It was supposed to be the season of harvesting, but the fields saw only the withered yellow crops uncared for. But there was a lot of noise on the sand, and when I got closer, I almost didn't kill the Kun alive. These cultivators, who were supposed to be working in the fields, planted madder plants on the sand......

A rush of anger surged into his heart, E Kun couldn't care about anything, jumped out of the car and snatched the clay pot in the hand of a man, looked at the ground and fell. Suddenly, more than a dozen madder plants fell to the ground.

The man was anxious, grabbed E Kun's collar and shouted angrily, "Who are you? Why did you drop my madder? My whole family eats and drinks on these grasses! You pay it!"

E Kun broke free from the man's entanglement, raised his sleeves and shouted, "Listen to me, this madder grass can't be planted!"

People have long noticed the dispute here, and when they heard this, they looked at each other and were very puzzled. A stocky man came up from the other side of the sand dunes and asked, "This son, why do you want to stop us from planting grass when we have no grievances with you?"

"Yes! Who are you? The government encourages us to plant grass, how old are you?" People asked, babbling their arms.

"I'm Gongzi Kun, the eldest son of the Marquis, everyone listen to me!" E Kun had to make his identity clear.

"Childe Kun?" The man who was thrown into the clay pot didn't dare to come up and entangle anymore, but just muttered, "Childe can't be unreasonable? Why do you want to break my basin?"

"Listen to me." He stood on a small dirt bag and exclaimed, "We have many waters and narrow fields, and the people have always relied on fishing and farming to make a living. Now it is the time for the crops to produce crops, and everyone is not ploughing, but in this kind of grass. In the future, there will be no harvest in late autumn, will you beg for food from the sky? Listen to me, put down the straw pot and go back to the field!"

"Childe!" The honest man stepped forward and said bluntly, "We don't know this truth, but we are all the lord's people, and if the master wants us to plant grass, we can only plant grass!" What's more, planting crops can't feed the family, but the income from planting grass is more than ten times that of growing crops, and the lord has promised to give us 20%, and then we can buy food with the money!" Z.br>

"That's, that's it." The crowd echoed, "Besides, if we don't plant grass now, the crops will be harvested at the wrong time, and it will be impossible for them to sprout again!"

As soon as the words stopped, everyone dispersed, and no one paid attention to the Kun.

"Heavens!" The increasingly thin body of the Kun swayed on the mound, and said angrily and sadly:

"The Emperor is in heaven, the danger is high! Thou hast acted as usual, why should thou be perverse in the world? If your heart is clear, why should you fall into the defeated state? If you are a Kun, you can't stretch it, you can't pay for it, you can't waste the sun and the moon, and you are lonely and angry! Now my father and the people of the country are deeply trapped in the conspiracy of others and do not know it, the heavens have candles, when the land of Xu Kun stands in the cone to accommodate him, if the sky is subtle, people do not meet, and the Kun is willing to be a prisoner of heaven, and there is no regret in death!"

The song of pathos echoes in the summer breeze, but it does not arouse anyone's sympathy. There was a sneak peep, but someone else pulled his sleeve: "Don't look at it, I have long heard that our eldest son has a bad brain in the battle of Tonglu Mountain, and he is stupid. I didn't believe it, but it seems to be true!"

The Kun wailed and sighed...... Soon, his voice was hoarse and he could no longer make a sound. He stood like a statue in the wind, watching the people of the wilderness fade away, turning into a black spot in the green mountains. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth......

The disease of Ekun, Ehou Yufang's heart was mixed, and he remembered how close the father and son were in the past, but they were so divided. In despair, he decided to go out of the palace to visit his parents and children in person.

Stepping into the long-lost empty courtyard, he was greeted by a low-eyebrow and pleasing eye, respectful and estranged former maid and uncle. E Yufang was embarrassed for a while, so he had to ask about his condition, but he only replied silently: "Mourning is greater than heart death."

The imperial doctor who came with him checked the pulse. After the old lady doctor checked the pulse, she reported that the son's stasis was too much, and the liver fire was too strong, and he would die of depression for a long time. E Yufang sighed for a while, hugged his eldest son who was unconscious, and cried.

Fortunately, this disease, coupled with the crying when the Hou Hou visited, seemed to have pity, and no one in the country cared about cursing and pursuing the Kun, and the noise that surrounded the ears of the Eyu Fang all day long disappeared. However, the Kun became more and more silent, and even the unbearable roar was gone. Maybe this is the true meaning of Uncle Concubine's sentence "Mourning is greater than heart death"!

Although the eldest prince's mansion has long been deserted, there are still old people who come to visit the sick.

As soon as Yi Gong walked into the large and cold bedroom, he smelled a strong smell of herbs. He respectfully picked up the medicine cup and wanted to serve the medicine to the Kun himself. But the uncle on the side stopped him, saying that the son had always refused to use medicine, and no matter who walked to the bed, there was a big risk.

"Childe, a weak patient, what danger can he have?" Yi Gong didn't believe it at all, but he still had to step forward.

The uncle fell to his knees and hugged Yi Gong and said, "There is a short sword under the pillow of the child, and whoever asks him to take medicine will stab him!"

Yi Gong was shocked: "In that case, why is the room full of medicinal smells?"

"This is a last resort, the little girl can only splash the herbs on the ground, let the son inhale the smell of the medicine every day, or can make some progress to the condition. Besides, now the whole city is full of the smell of orchid and madder, and the son will go crazy when he smells it, and the little girl can't help it."

Yi Gong had to sigh,

Putting down the medicine cup, he walked lightly to the front of the bed, only to see that E Kun's eyes were slightly closed, his breath was dying, and he looked like he was about to be out of breath, and his heart was suddenly cold.

Seeing that the old man who had always been resourceful had no way out, the uncle on the side couldn't help but feel sad, and prayed to the ground and cried bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a loud grunt in the throat of the Ekun. The uncle didn't look up, crying even more painfully.

"Who is crying, the king has been destroyed?" Finally, the Kun spoke like a dream.

"Childe, the country of Hubei is fine, the son only needs to be cherished, the son is really the dry city of the country, why worry about the fortune of the country?" Yi Gong hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

The weeping uncle saw that E Kun had woken up, and quickly helped him sit up on the couch, but E Kun's clear eyes glanced at Yi Gong in front of him faintly: "What do you mean by coming here?"

"Childe, Mr. Yi heard that you were sick, so he came to visit. What does he want? How could Childe be so rude?" Uncle Concubine was a little dissatisfied, after all, Yi Gong was the life-saving benefactor of the two of them, and he came to visit him with good intentions, how could he be treated coldly?

Yi Gong was stunned for a while, he was used to being false and wronged, and the other party was so straightforward but didn't know how to deal with it. After snorting for a while, he had to smile awkwardly: "So-and-so is just concerned about Childe's condition, and has no other intentions. Don't worry too much, Childe!"