Although the chin-kissed prince played by Chu He now is a member of the Chu royal family, he can only be regarded as a side branch, with money but no power, and can be regarded as a rice worm supported by the Chu State. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoExcept for special days when you can see the king of Chu from afar, you have no right to see the king of Chu at other times.

Xiongju is different, although Xiongju is suspicious of King Chu Ling, he is the younger brother of King Chu Ling after all, and if he wants to meet King Ling, he only needs to pass it on. Of course, whether you see it or not depends on the attitude of King Chu Ling.

When Chu He and Xiongju entered the palace of the King of Chu, even Chu He, who was accustomed to seeing the luxury of later generations, could not help but be surprised by the extravagance of King Chu Ling.

Perhaps modern technology has facilitated construction and construction, reducing costs and increasing luxury. However, with the painstaking efforts of craftsmen for a long time, every scene and object carefully polished will always have its irreplaceable soul.

The palace of Chu does not have the solemnity and grandeur of the Forbidden City in later generations, it seems to have some soothing and romantic Chu people, not so serious and solemn, but it has its unique charm.

"Where is the king now?" asked Xiongju as he pointed out to the chamberlain who was leading the way. The inner servant is the eunuch, the eunuch originated in the Zhou Dynasty, but it was not complete, and by the time of the Qin and Han dynasties, except for the emperor and the prince, the men in the inner courtyard of the palace had completely become not men.

"The king is shooting in Westview. The chamberlain whispered in response.

Xiongju nodded, and stopped talking to the chamberlain. His identity is sensitive, and he talks too much to the chamberlain, not only harming the chamberlain, but also bringing disaster to himself.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the etiquette collapsed, and most of the families of Zhong Ming Ding had no father, no son and no brothers.

In other words, those in power compete for power and profit, and they don't even want that bit of shame on their faces, whether they are brothers or fathers and sons, they don't hesitate to kill them.

In the West View Garden, a burly man wearing a tattooed phoenix king robe, holding a strong bow in his hand, stood on a high platform, and shot the sharp arrow in his hand unscrupulously.

Beneath the high platform, many slaves were covered in animal skins, and ran like wild beasts in the midst of the grass and trees, and sometimes made a sound like the neighing of wild beasts.

Sou!

Another arrow flew out, and a slave who looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old, could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, and was dressed as a leopard, was shot through the leg by an arrow.

The little slave did not dare to cry out directly, but simulated the sound of a leopard's injury and couldn't stop wailing.

King Chu Ling laughed, his expression very proud.

"The king's bow art is so good, if there is a dragon and a phoenix in the sky, I am afraid that I will not be able to stop the power of the king's arrow. Xiongju had a flattering smile on his face, and his whiskers were very smooth.

Chu He finally knew why he was raising so many people in the mansion, and his feelings were absorbing nutrients, and then he could use them to pat King Chu Ling's fart.

King Chu Ling saw Xiong Ju coming over, put down the longbow in his hand, his thick eyebrows trembled, and then said: "You came just in time, the day before yesterday, Xue Qijiang hunted a Jiao from Yunmengze. The king made the skin into armor. After you put it on, let this king try to see if this king's strong bow can really hunt dragons. ”

Xiongju's face froze.

There was already a waiter panting and carrying a large wooden box.

The wooden box was opened, and a strong fishy smell came to my face.

Like a snakeskin, but the texture is hard and evil, but it is simply and roughly cut into a shape that the human body can wear, and it does not take any effort to carefully carve it, and turn it into treasure armor with runes, spells, and alchemy, and make the best use of it. Great waste of material.

Xiong Ju stepped forward, shook the skin, and then endured the fishy smell, draped it on his body, and then walked into the West View Garden.

From beginning to end, King Chu Ling didn't look at Chu He, and Chu He was also happy to watch the play on the side. Although Xiongju was so humiliated because he brought him into the palace, he even feared for his life. But Chu He did not feel guilty at all.

The relationship between him and Xiongju is just a layer of utilization.

The relationship between uncle and nephew is indifferent and ridiculous.

Even if there was no such thing, Xiong Ju would enter the palace from time to time, and use all kinds of lowly means to paralyze King Chu Ling and make him take himself lightly.

King Chu Ling raised his strong bow and pointed directly at the bear house that was shuttling through the forest wearing a Jiao skin.

The slaves, disguised as wild beasts, fled like frightened beasts.

Jiaolong enters the mountains and forests, and it should be like this.

Sou!

An arrow flew, and the bears turned abruptly, staggering past a slave disguised as a tiger.

The arrow pierced through the chest, and the slave was crucified to the ground, stained red with blood.

Chu He's eyes widened, he really didn't expect that Xiong Ju, who entertained himself with wine every day, could have such skills.

His footwork was strange, and in an instant he switched places with a slave, as if forcibly changing the direction of the two of them, and he couldn't tell what the path was.

Of course, King Chu Ling is not simple, it is just an ordinary strong bow, but he can point where to hit, and the power of an arrow is almost equivalent to a small-caliber sniper rifle.

Taking the arrow from the hand of the attendant beside him, King Chu Ling grabbed the bowstring again.

Sou!

Another shot of arrows.

Just halfway through the arrow, King Chu Ling spat out a strange syllable, the sound was a bit like 'si', but it was different, more indistinct, with an ancient accent.

The next moment, a flying arrow turned into a cluster, and a small area of arrow rain enveloped the bear house, making it impossible to repeat the old trick.

King Chu Ling didn't look like he was joking at all, let alone humiliating Xiong Ju, he really wanted to kill Xiong Ju.

"Why did he kill Xiongju?"

"Could it be... On King Chu Ling's side, someone had already informed him in advance of what would happen next?" Chu He quickly thought of a possibility, and instantly cold sweat spread all over his body.

He is too careless, and he underestimates the world.

Since he was able to obtain the status of a nobleman of the Chu State, it was inevitable that someone would be able to obtain a higher status than him and have direct contact with the King of Chu Ling.

He was brought into the palace by Xiongju, and now he has not offered fine wine, and he has not expressed his loyalty to King Chu Ling, so he is naturally branded as Xiongju.

If Kumaju is killed, he will also be implicated.

From the scales and half-claws exposed by Xiong Ju and King Chu Ling, it can be known that these high-ranking members of the Chu royal family are not easy to mess with, and their means are far superior to him.

"I'm too careless! The emperor is not allowed to cultivate the truth, that is since Qin Shi Huang, it was only promulgated by the heavenly court and issued a ban to the emperors of the world. In order to restrain the emperors of the world, to avoid the old things like in ancient times, when the emperors were immortal and the emperors of the world led a large army to attack the heavenly court. The current kings of the Warring States can still cultivate the magic method, and each has a miraculous method that has been passed down since the Zhou Dynasty. Chu He beat a drum in his heart, and he could only hope that Xiong Ju, the victor with higher means recorded in history than King Chu Ling, would have some unknown means to turn the tables.

In the face of the rain of arrows, Xiong Ju roared angrily, the dragon skin on his body turned over, and he threw it up, and it really turned into a dragon.

The dragon meandered, not only blocking the rain of arrows, but also hovering above the head of Xiongju, fierce and vicious, as if it would raid King Chu Ling at any time.