After learning from the pain, Zhou Jinnian suddenly realized that he finally had action.

Zhou Jinnian went crazy to study, practice martial arts, etc., trying to do everything assigned by his father, and in the praise and admiration of everyone, he seemed to have found the value and realization of his life.

It's just that his heavy heart can only confide in the little slave who is stronger than him.

Dansi has passed away, leaving behind her words of encouragement, and full of thoughts and sorrows.

Before that, Zhou Jinxiu received a letter from his father who was full of worries, learned about his wayward brother, learned of the death of the little musician, and fell into a greater depression.

At that time, Zhou Jinxiu put down everything at hand and rushed back to Diba City in a hurry, and saw Zhou Jinnian, who had lost a lot of weight and no longer liked to talk, and he was also distressed.

A series of blows made Zhou Jinnian, who had always been pampered, feel seriously unwell, plus Zhen Xiaowu, who he cared about, was beaten to death at such a young age, and he faced the cold reality of death for the first time, and his heart couldn't cross the hurdle of life and death for a while.

In addition to good words and persuasion, Zhou Jinxiu has no other good way.

One bleak night, a crescent moon hung in the sky, and Zhou Jinnian, who couldn't play the flute well, held a jade flute in his hand and put it to his mouth, hesitated and hesitated, or put down his hand in frustration, he finally didn't have the courage to blow it.

Zhou Jinxiu had a big hat on his arm, and softly walked behind Zhou Jinnian, who was distracted, and put a big coat on him, next to him, and also looked up at the hooked crescent moon in the sky.

There was silence for a long time.

"Jin Nian, I think, that girl ...... It's very evil, listening to Sun Erniang, when she was born, she was holding a piece of jade jue in her hand, and she cried for three days without stopping...... Recognize her as an apprentice."

Zhou Jinnian's empty eyes had a hint of agility, "You found out, her master?"

"No! It's not traceable, it's mysterious."

Seeing that Zhou Jinnian didn't say anything, Zhou Jinxiu was relieved, "Jinnian, she may be a fairy in the sky...... fell into the world, after the catastrophe, it is time to go back, Jin Nian, you should be happy for her."

Zhou Jinnian pursed his lips and muttered back, "Hmph!

Zhou Jinxiu smiled bitterly, "Well, it's not counting, have you heard of it...... Have you ever had someone who never forgets?

Have you ever seen ...... Such a strange flute, mortal, can play...... Is that a natural sound?......".

Zhou Jinnian didn't squeak at the series of questions about his eldest brother Zhou Jinxiu, and he felt that what he said was quite right, and he fell into deep thought.

Xiao Wu is indeed different.

From the first encounter on a snowy night, she startled her horse, saw her run away with big eyes, and when she met again, she wanted to provoke her, and after whipping her twenty times, she began to have her in her dreams.

There is always a sense of familiarity.

Life in Diba City is too lonely, Zhou Jinnian thinks about Xiao Wu every day, and gradually develops the habit of talking to the moon, just like a little slave living in the Moon Palace.

In Zhou Jinnian's heart, what kind of existence is the little slave who has become a fairy?

Old acquaintances, lovers, friends, confidants, noble people who wake up themselves?

It seems to be both, and it doesn't seem to be either, Zhou Jinnian himself doesn't understand, but the only thing he understands is that he wants to talk to her innocent and sincere without any scruples.

Infinite sorrow, endless sorrow

Entrust the bright moon and send it to the breeze

Pray to God to save my great week

Facing a bright moon on the river, his thoughts were like a tide covering the boat, and Zhou Dawang, who couldn't sleep at night, stood on a reef by the river with his hands.

Hearts are surging and worried.

The capital city has been forced to lock down for more than ten days due to the spread of the plague, and judging from the news that has been transmitted, the situation is getting worse and worse.

He supervised the battle on the front line, and because of the plague in the capital, he wanted to go back every moment and be with the suffering people in the city to overcome the difficulties together.

But Zhou Hao knew that for the safety of the whole territory of Dazhou and the safety of more people, he couldn't do that.

He is the king of the Great Zhou, and he can't just think about the affairs of one city and one place.

In addition to external support, finding a plague formula, preventing the counterattack of the Great Shang army, and fighting against various resistance forces, and then scourge other cities, he can only help Feng Ho with the disaster.

Looking at the rushing and roaring river in the moonlight, feeling the river wave after wave, lapping the rocks under his feet, Zhou Jue's heart was uneasy and anxious.

Zhou Jue lifted his robe, knelt on the rock, and hula-la-la-knelt down Yi'an and his personal guards.

King Zhou Zhou ignored the waves wetting his robe and boots, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, kowtowed three times, and prayed to the heavens.

"Zhou Jue, the lord of the Great Zhou Kingdom of China, pray to the Heavenly Father and the gods to have mercy on my people...... I am suffering from the poison of the plague, please be gracious to Dazhou, give me a solution, and I am willing to exchange my people for ten years of yang life...... If you can avoid this calamity, please fulfill the Father and the gods, and may you swear by blood."

"Oh no!"

Yi An stepped forward in a panic, grabbed the blade of King Zhou's dagger and stopped the king from cutting himself, warm blood flowed out, and the air was instantly filled with the smell of blood.

Yi'an choked back tears and shouted in a low voice, "King, use the blood of your ministers, you can't hurt yourself."

Zhou Jue, the king of Zhou, stared at Yi'an, who was lying on the ground, but grabbed the blade tightly, and shouted, "Presumptuous! Who gave you the guts? Dare to offend the gods, retreat!"

Seeing that the king was angry, Yi'an understood that he couldn't stop it, but he still couldn't bear to let go.

"King!"

"Stand down!"

Yi'an was in tears, he had to let go of his hand, he lay on the ground, crying silently, the king's health was not good, and then take out his ten years of yang life, in exchange for the people of the Great Zhou to escape the plague, how is this great? Without a wise king, how can the Great Zhou resist the counterattack of the Great Shang?

The guards behind Yi'an also knelt on the ground, moved and cried.

Zhou Jue picked up the dagger, cut his palm, and touched the blood on his lips, which was regarded as a formal promise of his own.

Yi'an, who was already in tears, crawled back to King Zhou in distress, took out his handkerchief to bandage his hands, and helped him stand up.

Yi'an choked up and said, "King, it's late at night, let's drive back to the camp."

"No, I can't sleep when I go back, I'll stay later."

After Zhou Jue finished speaking, he walked down the rocks and walked down the embankment full of small round stones.

With the waves rolling forward in his eyes and the roar in his ears, but in his mind were some people of expectation, to whom he wanted to ask for something.

"Zhou Dan, Brother Wang believes that you will be able to withstand the pressure, turn the tide, lead the whole city out of the predicament, and protect the people's ......"

"Old General Gongsun, you have been fighting horses all your life, with countless merits, and if you believe in you, you will definitely be able to defend Fengcheng......"

"Mr. Jiang, I believe that the special training camp you brought will definitely be able to maneuver with the Tiger Ben Army and the students of Biyong, completely smash the conspiracy of the saboteurs, capture the thugs, and return Fengcheng to peace and ......."

"Tai Hospital, Imperial Doctor Huang, Gu also believes that you will definitely be able to find a cure for the plague, so that the people can get rid of the torment of illness as soon as possible......"

"Also, Zhen, Xiao, Dance, you did a good job last time, continue your grandeur and help Gu ...... Overcome the difficulties as soon as possible, believe in you, you will not be wrong, but you are not allowed...... If you get hurt again, at least you can't ......"

The spring breeze at night was cool, slicing across Zhou Hao's cheeks, feeling itchy, he reached out and dusted it, and found that his fingertips were wet.

It turned out that he was in tears.

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