The nineteenth son sacrificed his mother this time, but Concubine Xi did not follow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The reason is that the southern aquatic tribe paid tribute to a batch of precious ornamental fish, and the king of Chu wanted to enjoy the fish, so he naturally needed someone to accompany him, so Concubine Xi was notified to accompany the king to enjoy the fish, and the trip to worship the mother with the nineteen sons was canceled. Although Concubine Xi is a hundred reluctant, who can change the order of the King of Chu?

Fortunately, Concubine Xi made full preparations for the trip of the nineteenth son, and arranged for Ziyan to accompany her, so there would be no loopholes. As for the safety of the nineteenth son, Concubine Xi has nothing to worry about, there are ten third-class guards and three hundred ironclad guards, in broad daylight, no one must dare to do anything to endanger the nineteenth son.

Along the way, the flag covers the sun, the carriages and horses are very beautiful. Nineteen did not want to sit in the chariot, but rode on a horse, and the crowd surrounded him in the middle like the stars holding the moon, and his armor was bright and majestic. The procession walked through the streets and alleys, walking on the official road of Yingdu.

The people of Yingdu are too addicted today, and they have just appreciated the pomp and prestige of the nine sons on patrol, and they have ushered in the team of the nineteen sons. Although the latter is far inferior to the former, the former is a temple for the king, and it is not surprising that the battle is not surprising, while the latter is just a worship of the biological mother, and there is such a prominent lineup, which will inevitably arouse everyone's suspicion and discussion.

"The king really loves the nineteenth son, except for the prince, who has ever seen other princes go on patrol in such a beautiful way?"

"There must be a hidden truth in this matter, presumably the king feels that the mother of the nineteenth son, Zheng Ji, died wrongly, so as to make up for it," everyone B guessed on the side.

"No, Zheng Ji has been dead for two years, why didn't anyone come to pay respects before?And as soon as the nineteen sons returned to the palace, they fought like this, obviously the mother is more precious than the son, and the king still values the nineteen sons" Everyone C retorted A and B.

Everyone A obviously felt that everyone C was reasonable, and nodded and said, "Reasonable, reasonable, I also heard that the nineteenth son is one of the candidates for the crown prince."

"Beware of the misfortune that comes out of the mouth. We and other ordinary people are not allowed to talk about the government," an old man next to him reminded a few people.

The few people who were talking at first shrunk their necks, looked around, and didn't dare to squeak.

A middle-aged woman among the crowd said, "Look, those nineteen sons are so heroic."

"It's really heroic, Zheng Ji has a good son, and he is so grieved, he can be blind to death." Another woman sighed and greeted her.

Everyone turned the topic to Zheng Ji again, some regretted, some envied, some admired, some disdainful, in a voice of emotion, the nineteenth team had gradually disappeared from everyone's sight, left the city, and went all the way north.

When the team reached Jingshan, the road became more and more difficult. Although the migrant workers opened up a small path when building the tomb, it was narrow and rugged, and it was very difficult for the large group of people to walk. So, dozens of sergeants with swords and axes in their hands, chopping through thorns and thorns, and the way was open, and the procession was like snails, walking very slowly.

Nineteen didn't know that the place where he was walking now was already the territory of the Jing Clan, and the Jing Clan's ancestral hall was also near here. At this time, in a secret room of the Jing Clan's ancestral hall, the tall and mighty Shangzhu Guo Jinghu sat on a wide wooden chair with his hands behind his back, his face sinking like water, his eyes slightly closed, and he fell into contemplation.

There were three people standing beside him, one was his third brother Jinglong, one was the uncle Sun Tong of the family head, and the other was his second brother Jingyun. This Jingyun served as the city Yin of Wancheng, the main fiefdom of the Jing clan, and specially rushed back from Wancheng today to participate in the ancestor worship. The father of the three brothers, Jing Bolun, could not preside over the ancestor worship activities of the Jing family because he went on patrol with his nine sons, and this important responsibility of course fell on Jing Hu, the pillar of the Jing family. As soon as the ancestor worship activity ended, the three brothers and their uncle and grandson Tong came to this secret room, and the topic of discussion was the trip of the nineteenth to worship the mother.

The third Jinglong said with an unwilling face: "Big brother, do you just let the nineteen evil species enter and leave the Jing clan's territory at will?"

The second Jingyun said coldly: "What if you don't do this? Can you still send someone to stop it? Because of Xiong Zhang's failure, our Jing clan is already in a very embarrassing and dangerous situation, and we can't make trouble anymore." That Qu Tu Lao'er deliberately built Zheng Ji's cemetery in the Jing clan's territory, just to provoke a conflict between us and the nineteenth son. Who doesn't know that the Nineteenth Son is the king's beloved? It is tantamount to digging one's own grave".

Jinglong was not convinced, and said indignantly: "Second brother, you are too timid. The nineteen sons are just lost birds, arrogant and ignorant children. If he is allowed to enter and exit the territory freely, where will my Jing clan's face be? It is better to let his subordinates make trouble and add some blockage to the nineteen sons. If the king blames him, and he says that his subordinates don't know, what can the king do?"

At this time, Jing Hu snorted in his nose and said disdainfully: "Third child, you really haven't grown at all, and you can think of this kind of little trick to vent your personal anger." Dealing with the nineteen sons is related to the overall situation of my Jing clan's survival, how can it be child's play?" After that, he looked at his uncle and grandson Tong and asked:

"Mr. Uncle Sun, what do you say?"

Uncle Sun Tong stroked his beard lightly and muttered, "The key is how to assess the influence of the Nineteen Sons on my Jing Clan. If it is insignificant, why provoke him, and if he is really our way, how can it be so simple to make trouble?"

Jinghu asked, "What does the gentleman say about the nineteenth son?"

Uncle Sun Tong put on a confident look, and said slowly: "According to the old man, the nineteenth son is not enough to worry about. The reason why the king valued the nineteen sons was because the nineteen sons were more courageous than the other princes, so he wanted to make him the crown prince. But he never thought that this move would be opposed by the court, so he had to change his course and choose another nine sons. The position of the crown prince is established, and the nineteenth son becomes a useless outcast. Because he was once a candidate for the crown prince, he will not be able to meet the ninth son. If the two tigers fight, there will be an injury, we only need to show our hands and feet from it, and the nineteen sons will die without a place to be buried, so why bother with it?"

Jing Hu shook his head and said, "Mr. has made things simple."

"Oh, sir, please explain." Shusun Tong said suspiciously.

Jinghu said: "The king is far-sighted, what the gentleman can think of, how can the king not think of it? My biggest worry is that the nineteenth son and the ninth son will merge. There are all kinds of signs that the king seems to have a plan for this, and the Zhaoqu family also has this intention, only my Jing family is in the dark. At that time, the nineteen sons will have the help of the prince and the concubine, the strong support of the south of the city, and the support of the Zhaoqu family, and the nineteen sons will have a prominent position in the future, and my Jing family is in danger. Jing's nineteenth son, there was a plan to destroy Zheng before, and there was an assassination later, and this hatred and hatred could not be resolved at all. Therefore, the nineteen sons must be eliminated as soon as possible!"

Jinglong hurriedly said: "Big brother is wise!"

Jing Hu glanced at Jing Long and continued: "My Jing clan is in a delicate situation now, and any rash move will bring about a catastrophe. If you want to get rid of the nineteen sons, you must use external forces."

Uncle and grandson channel: "Ji will be released?"

Jing Hu's eyes showed a slight cold light, and he said in a low voice: "With the power of the Dou Clan! There is a strange man in the Dou Clan's Mansion, who has strange abilities, hides the Dou Mansion, and outsiders don't know about it." If this person can make a move, it can be said that he is ignorant and unaware. Success or failure has nothing to do with us."

Shusun Tong asked, "Dou Clan Anken easily agreed?"

Jing Hu said: "The Dou clan and my Jing clan share weal and woe, and they are in the same spirit. Jing's is fine, Dou's is like a rock, if Jing's is defeated, Dou's is in danger. Where the Jing clan plans, the Dou clan will go all out. Besides, the person who made the shot was an outsider, and the risk was extremely small, so the Dou clan would definitely agree."

Jinglong volunteered: "I'll go find Dou Feng."

Jinghu said: "The third child is too reckless to go." It's still Mr. Uncle Sun's trip, and he can't find my wife and brother to fight. Now the patriarch of the Dou clan is Dou Zhong, you have to find Dou Zhong directly. As far as I know, the alien in the Dian land has already accepted Dou Bo, the grandson of Dou Zhong, as an apprentice, and he will definitely come to Jingshan as a guard this time to worship his ancestors. In this way, if you want to attack the nineteenth son, you have time to do it completely. You tell Dou Zhong to reassure him, and say that no matter whether this matter is successful or not, I will do everything I can to make up for it seamlessly."

Shusun Tong looked at Jing Hu and muttered mentally, it turned out that Jing Hu had already planned and convened them to discuss, but it was just a formality, or once the matter was leaked, find a few shields. Although he is called a strategist, he is far behind Jing Hu's foresight. Although I thought so in my heart, I still happily responded with a "whoo" and left in a hurry.

Nineteen didn't know that Jing was plotting against him. He and the ironclad army guarding him finally arrived at the cemetery. The cemetery occupies a large area, surrounded by evergreen pines and cypresses, and has several thatched huts, in which slaves and soldiers who guard the tombs live. The mound is not very large, but it is very conspicuous because it is built on the high ground to the north of the cemetery. In front of the mound, a stone tablet more than one zhang high was erected, and the stone tablet was engraved:

"The Tomb of Concubine Zheng Ji"

愍 is a nickname, which is connected with the word compassion in modern Chinese, and has the meaning of mercy. Of course, this nickname was given by the king of Chu, and the daughter of the guilty minister had this nickname, and the king of Chu was extraordinarily gracious.

The inscription below reads: Sister Xi's and Zi Zhiyu stand side by side. The huge stone tablet has only a dozen words, which looks very empty. There are no words such as "Xian Yan" and "Huang Yan", nor are there any words of praise such as chastity, solemnity, virtue, and Yi, which clearly hints at Zheng Ji's tragic identity. In fact, if she didn't have a heroic son, there would be no cemetery, let alone a monument.

Nineteen didn't care about the contents of the stele, and the moment he saw the mound, his heart was like a pinprick, and his brain went blank. For three years, he always held the belief in his heart that his mother was not dead, and he never believed that his mother really left him quietly. But today, the cold mound, the withered grass swaying in the wind, and the solemn sound of the pine waves all told him mercilessly that his dear mother was really dead! Nineteen stood there sadly, motionless, dazed. It wasn't until Ziyan gently reminded him that he suddenly remembered that he was going to offer three animals and four fruits to his mother at the grave.

The celebrant read the sacrificial text with an expressionless face, the sacrificial text was very long, the ancient mystery was difficult to understand, and he did not understand the nineteen sentences. He knelt in front of the monument in a daze, looking at the sacrificed animals, and his heart was full of some strange thoughts. Will Mother know that she has come to see her in the grave?Will people still enjoy these fruits when they die?Will Mother be afraid if she is left alone?Will I die in the future?Will I be able to see Mother after I die?Will I be able to see my mother after I die?? Wild thoughts came like a tidal wave, stirring him, and before he knew it, Nineteen was already in tears.

After kneeling for a full hour, Nineteen stood up hesitantly under the persuasion and support of everyone, and came to the grass hut surrounded by everyone. The slave and maid had already prepared lunch, and although it was all vegetarian, it was also full and hearty. Although he was young, he had been open-minded since he was a child, and he knew that no matter how much he grieved and cried, his mother would not be resurrected. Therefore, after lunch, his mood gradually calmed down. He has already figured it out, although his mother is dead, he is not alone, he still has his master, his uncle, and Concubine Xi. As soon as I thought of Concubine Xi, there was like a warm current flowing through my heart, which made Nineteen rejuvenated, and his dull gaze became smart again.

Seeing that Nineteen had calmed down, everyone was relieved, and worried that Nineteen would see the injury again, so they persuaded Nineteen: The great gift has been completed, and it is time to go back. XIX has no objection to this. So everyone packed up and hugged Nineteen to start their return journey.

The speed of the walk back was noticeably quicker, and although the trail was still rough, there were no thorns and weeds. Everyone was mighty, and soon walked out of the land of Shanyin, stepped on the wide and flat official road, and walked all the way around the foot of Jingshan Mountain.