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Ji Lang stared at Prince Zheng and said, "You're so indecisive, how can you inherit the power of the widow in the future?"

Prince Zheng was taken aback, and said, "My son hasn't thought that far ahead, and my son has let his father down."

Ji Lang said: "Indeed, you have disappointed me very much, Zheng Er, you are not young, don't be immersed in that kind of hypocritical family affection, have you forgotten the revenge that your good brother gave you? ?!"

Prince Zheng didn't seem to hear the end, but raised his head in surprise, looked at Ji Lang fixedly, and murmured with an expression of disbelief: "Hypocrisy..."

Ji Lang talked fast for a while, and when he heard Wang Zizheng repeating it, he felt a little bad, but what he said was the water that was spilled, and he could never take it back. Wang Zizheng said with a disappointed face: "Father Son, is it such a hypocritical family relationship?"

But Ji Lang turned around, didn't look directly at Prince Zheng, avoided his gaze, and said coldly: "I know you are kind-hearted, and you don't need to intervene in this matter. I will naturally handle it properly, and you will treat it as yours." His younger brother has been in Gandhi and never came back, isn’t it the same for so many years?”

Seeing that Ji Lang was about to leave, Prince Zheng immediately took a step forward and said, "Father!"

Before he could speak, Ji Lang shook his sleeves violently, and said sharply, "If you say one more word, you won't be worthy of being my son. You can see for yourself!"

Prince Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then his voice rolled quickly, and finally he lowered his head and said, "Son... I understand."

As he spoke, he turned and left, striding away from the bedroom palace. Ji Lang heard the sound of his footsteps going away, turned around, only to see the back of Prince Zheng striding away, gradually disappearing into the gray and gray sky that was about to dawn. In the palace...

Not long after Wu Jiu and Qi Hou fell asleep, before noon, they suddenly heard the sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door. It was Pan Chong, Sima of Chu State, who knocked on the door, shouting: "My lord! Are you there, my lord?" ? Something is wrong!"

Wu Jiu looked tired, and fell asleep in a daze, while Qi Hou dreamed that he was about to drink pimple soup, but was woken up by patting him, and he opened his eyes impatiently, and said, "What's the matter?"

As he spoke, Pan Chongcai stopped knocking on the door, and said loudly, "Duke Qi, the prince under house arrest has escaped with him!"

As soon as Qihou heard this, he immediately woke up, sat up, Wu Jiao also woke up instantly, turned over quickly, and said: "What's going on, why did you run away?"

The two of them quickly put on their clothes, they just came out of the palace at dawn, they didn't know that they would go back at this time, so they quickly prepared their horses and hurried to the palace.

The two went to the house where the prince was under house arrest, and saw heavy soldiers standing outside, and the sound of shouting and cursing came from inside, it was Ji Lang's voice.

Ji Lang's voice has always been very gentle, never before so loudly, it seems to be scolding someone, I don't know who is scolding, at this moment, there is a sound of "Boom!", followed by a crisp sound of "Pacha--", Like something fell.

After Wu Zhengyi stepped up and walked in, he saw a black shadow stepping back suddenly, knocking over the case, the jade ornaments on it fell off and smashed to pieces, and the black shadow fell to the ground, almost overwhelming Wu Jiu.

Wu Jiu hurriedly reached out to help him, but was almost taken down. Fortunately, Qi Hou followed up and helped Wu Jiu. Wu Jiu took a closer look and found that the upside-down black shadow turned out to be Prince Zheng.

Wang Zizheng's cheeks were red and swollen, and his cheekbones were raised high, and they swelled up instantly. He looked up with surprise on his face.

The "bang" just now turned out to be Ji Lang beating someone. Ji Lang punched Wang Zizheng in the face. Although he is thin and tall, he was also very good at martial arts when he was young. .

Although Wang Zizheng is excellent in martial arts, he has no defense at all. He has played the role of a good father since he was a child, and he has never beaten anyone. Wang Zizheng has no defense at all.

Wang Zizheng looked disbelieving and said, "Father?"

Ji Lang said sharply, "You don't deserve to be called my father! I'm so disappointed in you! You didn't know the general idea and let this scoundrel go!"

As Ji Lang said, she wanted to make a move when she came over, but Wu Jiao hurriedly stopped her and said, "Wait a minute."

Prince Zheng stood up and said, "No son."

Ji Lang sneered and said, "Have you still said that? All the soldiers outside have said that you are the only one who has come to see this villain! I know you are kind-hearted, but I don't know that you are such a woman! Now you let the villain go." Son, maybe someday he will come to kill me, and even you!"

Prince Zheng gasped and said, "Father, why don't you trust your son? The son just came to say goodbye to his younger brother and did nothing else. When the son left, my younger brother was still here."

Ji Lang said: "Only you have been here, why did you say he disappeared!?"

Wang Zizheng turned his head away, and said in a low voice, "My son doesn't know, but my son has never done anything against his father's wishes. He has never done anything before and never will in the future. My son has a clear conscience and can swear to God."

When Wang Zizheng said this, his voice was cold and deep. He had always been very filial and respectful to Ji Lang, and he had never spoken so coldly. Wang Zizheng was tall, and his cold face was quite majestic.

Ji Lang was also frightened by his cold tone, and then calmed down, feeling that she was a little impatient. Although Wang Zizheng had a kind heart, he never did anything serious.

Wu Jiu frowned and said, "The most important thing for the prince to escape now is to invite the emperor to ascend the throne in the Lu Palace as soon as possible, and also to check whether there are secret operations in the palace, and there must be no internal strife."

Hearing this, Ji Lang seemed to have calmed down a little bit. After all, this was the most important moment for him, and Ji Lang didn't want anything to happen. As long as he thought that the prince would come back and ruin his big business in the future, Ji Lang would be very angry. Prince Zheng.

Ji Lang calmed down, seeing Prince Zheng's red and swollen cheeks, she couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice, "What the King of Chu said is true, I was impulsive."

As he said that, he immediately asked Shan Bo to lead his troops to search Luoshi City, and sealed the city gate, making sure to catch the prince before he escaped from the city.

Uncle Shan quickly led his troops to search, and Ji Lang invited Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi to sit down, and the three of them discussed the enthronement.

Now that the situation has changed, you can't wait for the funeral to be enthroned. No matter what others think, you must enthroned immediately, and it's justified.

Ji Lang also agreed, so as not to have long nights and dreams, so she decided to hold an enthronement ceremony in the Lu Palace three days later, to announce it to the world, and it would not be too late to entertain the princes in the future.

After everyone's discussion was over, because the time was short after three days, someone would definitely make trouble during the enthronement, so Wu Jiu and Qihou needed to dispatch troops to prepare for the enthronement ceremony to protect Lu's palace, and the two left quickly.

As soon as Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi left, only Ji Lang and Wang Zizheng were left sitting in the hall. Wang Zizheng stood up, but said in a low voice, "Son, leave."

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Ji Lang hurriedly said, "Wait a minute."

As he spoke, he walked over quickly and walked around to face Prince Zheng. Prince Zheng was a full head taller than Ji Lang, and his figure was very tall. Ji Lang stood in front of him, looking up at Prince Zheng, but Prince Zheng lowered his head and did not look at him. .

Ji Lang couldn't see Wang Zizheng's expression, but he could see Wang Zizheng's swollen cheekbones.

Ji Lang slowly raised her hand, gently stroked Prince Zheng's cheek, and said in a low voice, "Zheng Er, do you resent my father? It's because my father was angry for a while and wronged you. I apologize to you for my father's fault." , can you forgive me as my father?"

Prince Zheng did not speak, but still lowered his head. Ji Lang continued: "I am also impatient as a father. Your brother is not like you. You are a kind-hearted child. Your brother has always been careful and ruthless. You forgot the sword he gave you. Well, it almost cost your life at that time, if he comes back again, it is not a pity to die for your father, but I am afraid to see him come to hurt you, Zheng Er, it is for your own good to be a father."

As he spoke, he grabbed Prince Zheng's wrist and said, "Come quickly, I will give you the medicine for my father."

Wang Zizheng stood still, but said in a low voice, "No need, my son can just go back and get the medicine."

Ji Lang said, "Zheng Er, do you still resent being your father?"

Hearing Ji Lang's soft voice, Prince Zheng seemed to be unable to hold back at last, and said in a low voice, "My son never dared to resent his father, but he just didn't want to see his father's distrustful eyes."

Hearing what Wang Zizheng said, Ji Lang quickly reached out and hugged Wang Zizheng, but Wang Zizheng was tall, and it was a bit difficult for Ji Lang to hold him like this, and said: "In this world, the most trusted father is Zheng Er. It's just a moment of anger, Zheng Er don't take it to heart, if my father doesn't trust you, who else can I trust?"

Prince Zheng nodded his head, and Ji Lang said, "Zheng Er, you are tired too, come over and apply medicine for your father, just rest in the nap."

Wang Zizheng was taken aback, and quickly said: "This... this is not in compliance with the rules, my son should go to the next room to rest."

Ji Lang grabbed him and refused to let him go, and said with a smile: "Why should Zheng Er care about this with his father? The world of his father will be the world of Zheng Er in the future. After being a father for a hundred years, Zheng Er will also inherit as his father." Datong, we father and son still need to pay attention to these red tapes? If you tell you to rest, you will rest and listen to the father, you know?"

Prince Zheng had no choice but to nod, and was dragged into the small bedroom by Ji Lang.

Three days later, Ji Lang was about to ascend the throne, because Wu Jiu and Qihou had made sufficient preparations, and the armies of Chu and Qi had already rushed to Luoshi City, so the entire Luoshi City could be said to have been destroyed. Qi and Chu took control.

Song Guo, Zhu Guo, Xing Guo, Cai Guo, Chen Guo, etc. are all close to Qi and Chu, or countries that ask for Qi and Chu, so they naturally want to take refuge in them. The situation has been stabilized by Wu Jiu and Qi Hou, and no one dares to resist.

Although Father Qing had already led troops in the Luo division, he couldn't reverse the one-sided situation, so he could only send several people to urge Duke Lu on the way to hurry up and lead the army.

Duke Lu claimed that he had Hu Qi's illegitimate son, the legitimate little prince of Zhou, if Duke Lu arrived with soldiers, they could use this little prince to fight Ji Lang.

Wu Jiu was on guard against their move, so he prepared quickly, and immediately let Ji Lang ascend the throne three days later.

This morning was Ji Lang's enthronement ceremony, people flocked into the palace, the courtiers were all dressed up, preparing to attend the new king's enthronement ceremony, and many princes also came.

Qi State and Chu State controlled the defense of the palace, unloaded all the soldiers and horses of the princes outside the palace, and prohibited soldiers from entering the palace, so that the palace was very safe.

When the scholar-bureaucrats and princes entered the palace, they saw groups of soldiers, including the royal palace guarding the Huben army, the six best Ruoao soldiers from Chu, and the sonorous and elite soldiers from Qi. I can't wait for soldiers to guard every step, it is so strict that people dare not move.

The enthronement ceremony is about to begin soon, Wu Jiu and Qihou walked into the main hall of the Lu Palace, and heard the eunuch shout loudly: "The Son of Heaven is enthroned——"

The scholar-bureaucrats hurriedly bowed down, and all kowtowed on the ground to salute, because the doctor Tui Shutaozi and Shan Bo all knelt down, and Wu Jiuqihou and others led the way to support them, so those scholar-bureaucrats who were hesitant also quickly bowed down, Prepare to support Ji Lang.

Ji Lang was dressed in a black emperor's court robe and a crown on his head. He slowly walked out of the hall and walked up the upper steps. Qing's father was anxious beside him. He saw Ji Lang walked up the steps and slowly climbed onto the throne of the emperor. Sitting down, Father Qing was in a hurry, but he still couldn't see Duke Lu and his troops.

Ji Lang unfolded his sleeve robe, sat down on the throne of the Son of Heaven with a radiant look, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "My lords, you are all flat."

As he said, everyone shouted to the Son of Heaven for thousands of years, and after thanking him, they stood up one after another and lined up on both sides.

Just when everyone lined up on both sides, someone suddenly heard a loud voice saying: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Duke Zhou to ascend the throne!"

As the voice said, he saw Lu Gongtong walking in quickly from the outside with soldiers beside him, and beside him was a child who was only six years old when he died, with a round bun face and a small stature. Gao, dressed very luxuriously, was dragged in by Duke Lu.

The child had very short legs, like a cute little boy, was dragged in by Duke Lu with strides, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Everyone looked sideways when they saw Duke Lu, and then looked at the child. Many people have heard that Duke Lu found Hu Qi's orphan from somewhere, and they don't know if it is true or not.

But most people think it is fake. After all, if Hu Qi had a son, no matter who his mother was, he would have brought him into the palace long ago. Did Duke Lu bring it back?

When Qihou saw Duke Lu, he smiled coldly and said, "If Duke Lu comes to support the emperor, then everyone will welcome him. If Duke Lu comes to pick trouble, then don't be so rude."

Duke Lu said: "Duke Qi, what do you mean by this? You are just here to discuss matters. Although Duke Zhou has a noble status, he is not in the direct lineage of the previous kings. We are all for the century-old foundation of Zhou Kingdom. Now, with this person next to us, we will It is the little prince of the previous king, since the little prince has already appeared, how can Duke Zhou be enthroned? The little prince should succeed."

Wu Jiu just smiled and said, "Duke Lu said he was the little prince, so he is the little prince? When did Duke Lu's words become the edict of Zhou? If the previous king had a prince, why didn't he welcome him into the palace?" ? Instead, after the death of the former king, Duke Lu so coincidentally ushered in the little prince?"

Duke Lu said: "King Chu, what do you mean? Do you mean to confuse the blood of Zhou State?!"

Wu Jiu smiled and said, "So Duke Lu thinks so too?"

When he said this, Duke Lu was choked for a moment, and several princes beside him actually laughed outright. After all, Wu Jiao took a slanted sword and never took the usual path.

When Duke Lu saw that someone noticed, his face turned even greener, and he said: "You don't know, when the former king was still a prince, he used to be an envoy to our Lu country, and fell in love with a Lu girl from our Lu country. Because of his life, he hurriedly left our country of Lu. He didn't know that Lu's daughter was pregnant with Liujia. Later, Lu and Zhou were far apart and could not communicate with each other. Therefore, the former king didn't know that he had a little prince, so it was reasonable. between."

Everyone listened, although it was reasonable, they obviously didn't believe it. My son seemed to be six years old. Even if he didn't know the letter, why would he have to know a letter in six years?

Ji Lang saw that he was already sitting on the throne, how could he give up this position to others, so he smiled and said, "If this child is really the heir of the former king, Lang will never dare to occupy the throne, he will definitely entrust the throne with both hands." Come on, serve the little prince to ascend the throne... But if this child is not from the blood of my Zhou royal family, but a traitor who came here to confuse my Zhou blood and try to fish in troubled waters, then don't blame Lang for being cruel and merciless."

Duke Lu's complexion was not good, the words were obviously meant for him.

In today's situation, although there are many people from the Qi and Chu countries, there are also many dissatisfied people in the court. When Duke Lu came, everyone knew that the child was [-]% not a real prince, but they also wanted to delay time and prevent Ji Lang succeeded to the throne.

There were many voices of opposition, and many people asked Ji Lang to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Ji Lang then said: "I also want to investigate this matter thoroughly, so let's do it like this. Let's give up on being enthroned today, and Lang will send people to go to the country of Lu to find out this matter. If the child is indeed a prince, Lang Di A supporter of the little prince's ascension to the throne, there is another important thing right now, and that is the funeral of the late king. Although the princes and the high officials may have differences on the matter of support, but Lang thinks that in the matter of mourning, one should Will there be any differences?"

When he said this, he was also very witty, and successfully used Hu Qi, a dead man, to calm down the scene. Wu Jiao had to admit that Ji Lang did have two tricks.

When he said this, everyone nodded, and Ji Lang said, "Then we'll wait until we go to Lu to find out the facts. Now that all the justices are here, let's discuss about the funeral?"

Although Ji Lang said that he would not ascend the throne, he still commanded everyone with the tone of a new king. Lu Gong was very unwilling, but he had few others, so he could only encourage Doctor Qing. , so everyone had to let him command.

Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi glanced at each other. To be honest, they are fighting over each other. Wu Jiu thought to himself, if Marquis Qi was surnamed Ji instead of Jiang Lu, he wouldn't have to bother himself so much. , I still want to think about who to support, so I simply support Qihou as the emperor.

But Wu Jiu also knows that their current era is in the early and middle period of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the etiquette and righteousness have not yet collapsed. There is a big difference between a country with the Ji surname and a country with a different surname. The son of Qi, but if the Marquis of Qi wants to take the throne, it is called usurping the throne, and he will definitely be attacked by a crowd. Even if Qi and Chu are powerful, they will not be able to control the momentum of the wheel war.

Now that the situation is temporarily stable, it can be regarded as a compromise, so it has not caused public anger. Even if Ji Lang has not ascended the throne, as the Duke of Zhou, he can still control the situation, so it is settled like this.

Today was the grand enthronement ceremony, but it was destroyed by Duke Lu, so everyone could only discuss about going to the funeral for Hu Qi. Ji Lang still insisted on going to the funeral for Hu Qi as his son, naturally for the sake of inheriting the throne .

After the discussion, everyone left the Lu bedroom one after another. Wu Jiu and Qihou still planned to go back to the post house. After all, the post house is relatively safe. Although the palace is luxurious, it cannot use troops at will. In this chaotic period, there are still soldiers It is the last word.

Wu Jiu and Qi Hou returned to the post house and entered the house. Qi Hou frowned and said, "Mr. Lu just arrived at this time."

Wu Jiu sat down, poured a cup of tea for himself and Qihou, and said with a smile, "Duke Lu will always arrive, and what happened today is not out of the ordinary. Duke Zhou managed to control the state of Lu. It can be considered a delay, Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."

Qihou said: "We still have to think of something."

Wu Jiu nodded and said, "It's the second thing to think of a way. The first thing to do is to mourn the late king. During these days of mourning, the princes and officials of various countries will definitely be honest. It won't be too late for us to think of a way."

Qihou said: "At present, this is the only way to go. The second brother has worked hard these days."

Wu Jiu smiled and said, "It's nothing hard. After all, it's for the benefit of the state of Chu. If it's profitable, it's hard work, isn't it?"

Qi Hou walked over, squeezed Wu Jiao's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Second Brother, come on, sleep for a while, wait for Second Brother to recharge his energy, and make that pimple soup for Gu at night, how about it?"

When Wu Jiu heard this, he almost vomited blood, Qi Hou knew how to eat it, and now he was in a critical moment, and when he was free, he thought of pimple soup, Qi Hou really couldn't forget that bowl of pimple soup...

Seeing Qi Hou's greedy look, Wu Jiao rolled his eyes helplessly.

Qihou asked people to take a bath with hot soup. After the two of them took a bath, they lay down on the couch and fell asleep. The weather was very cold, and this place was much colder than the capital of Ying. Wu huddled in Qihou's arms. Individuals hug each other and sleep together.

After entering Luoshi, I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time. When I woke up, Wu Jiu looked out the window in confusion, thinking that it was snowing and cloudy, but when he looked carefully, it was almost dusk, and the sky was dark. It's going down!

Wu Jiu turned over, and Qi Hou also woke up, kissed Wu Jiu's forehead, and said in a hoarse and sexy voice, "Second brother, I just had a nightmare..."

Just as Wu Jiu wanted to comfort him, he thought that Qi Hou was too nervous these days, so he would have nightmares while sleeping, but in the end, he heard Qi Hou whispering into Wu Jiu's ear in a charming voice: "I just dreamed that my second brother did I ordered a big bowl of pimple soup, but it was not for Gu, but for Wang Zizheng, so Gu was very sad."

Wu Jiu had never woken up before, but when he heard the nightmare, he immediately woke up, staring and said: "What kind of nightmare is this?"

Qihou hugged Wu Jiu, and said pitifully, "Isn't this a nightmare?"

Wu Jiu was really helpless, so he got up and said, "Jiao is going to make pimple soup for you now, so that you won't have any more nightmares, is that okay?"

Qihou also stood up, kissed the corner of Wu Jiu's mouth, and said: "Gu will know that the second brother is the best. In this world, there is no one who treats Gu better than the second brother."

On...a bowl of pimple soup, the bribed emperor's heart...

Wu Jiu felt helpless, got up and put on his clothes, Marquis Qi also put a wool cape on him, and the two of them went to the dining room of the post house together.

There were not too many people in the post house, after all, the eunuchs and maids in the palace ran away, let alone the post house, the eunuchs and court ladies in the post house were scattered, and there were not many people along the way.

When they came to the dining room, there were basically no two cooks in the dining room. When they saw them coming in, they just took a look and didn't care. If someone came to poison, no one would care, and it was already a mess.

Wu Jiao walked in and looked around, it was very pitiful, there were basically no ingredients, so Wu Jiao had to go back and take the seasoning he brought, and prepare his own seasoning to make pimple soup.

Wu rectified the seasoning, and Qi Hou said: "Your Majesty, go find a bowl, fill it with soup in a while, and wash it with clean water...Will it be good to wash the bowl?"

Wu Jiu hesitated, but Qi Hou immediately said, "Of course!"

As he said that, he went to find a soup bowl. Wu Jiao arranged the seasonings, made some noodles, and was about to make the soup when he heard a loud "Dang!!!" sound from his back, and the earth shook. Shaking, turned around to look, where did Qi Hou find a bowl?He found a huge tripod!I wish it was the kind used for sacrifices.

Ding was indeed used for cooking in this era, but the ritual vessel was too big.

Wu Jiao stared at the cauldron, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, all the noodles here are made of pimple soup, and it can't fill this cauldron. Find a bowl. A bowl of normal size will do!"

Qi Hou put the tripod down, and thanks to his strength, otherwise he would not be able to lift the tripod at all. The tripod was placed on the ground, and the tall Qi Hou could not be seen standing behind, which shows how big the tripod is.

Qihou poked his head out from behind, and said pitifully, "Second brother, isn't Gu afraid that I won't be able to eat enough, and I also want to save some soup for my second brother."

Wu Jiu wiped off his own cold sweat, and said expressionlessly: "Then I really thank you for your gentleness and consideration."

With a charming smile on his face, Qihou said, "Second brother, you're welcome."

Wu Jiao was almost pissed off, so he had no choice but to turn his head and ignore him. He found a large bowl, cleaned it, put it aside, and prepared it for soup, but Qi Hou said in a low voice: "I really don't need this? I just feel that the bowl is too small."

Wu Jiao ignored him and continued to cook. Because the ingredients were limited, he wanted to make a seafood pimple soup, but now it was winter, and Master Luo was defeated, and there was no seafood, so he had to make the mushroom powder pimple soup. I put the mushroom powder I brought in for seasoning, and made a lot of pimples.

Soon, "grumbling", small bubbles appeared in the pimple soup, and it became fragrant all at once. Although the ingredients are simple, they are much better than the ingredients on the road. The ingredients make people move their index fingers.

Wu Jiu put out the pimple soup, it was a big bowl, Qihou couldn't wait to see it, he got a small dagger, the size of the small dagger was placed in the bowl, it was like a small boat floating in the vast ocean , In fact, this big bowl is also very big.

Qi Hou took two sips first, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed it, Wu Jiao couldn't help but smile and said: "Is it so delicious?"

Qi Hou said with a smile: "Second brother's craftsmanship is delicious, no matter what it is, even poison, Gu likes it."

Wu Jiu didn't stutter when he listened to love talk, in fact Wu Jiu also liked to listen to love talk, so naturally he couldn't avoid it.

Wu Jiu asked Qihou to carry the pimple soup, and the two of them were about to go back to eat again, and soon walked out of the dining room.

It was time for dinner, and there were a few sporadic eunuchs who wanted to curry favor with the princes, and brought the dinner over.

Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi walked forward when they suddenly heard the laughter of several eunuchs coming from the corner in front.

Wu Jiao glanced curiously, and saw three or four eunuchs, surrounded by a little boy, the little boy looked very familiar, it was the "little prince" brought by Duke Lu.

The little boy was at most six years old, with a round apple face, very round, which reminded Wu Jiao of his adoptive son, Xiao Dier. He hadn’t seen Xiao Dier for a long time. When I saw the little boy, I thought of Xiaodier.

The little boy was much calmer than Xiao Di'er, very silent, not like a six-year-old child at all, he was very short, like many children, with short arms and legs, very cute.

However, the little boy was holding a bowl in his hand, surrounded by those eunuchs.

One of the eunuchs said: "Isn't this the prince brought by Duke Lu? He may be enthroned in the future, so it's hard for us to handle it like this?"

Another eunuch said: "What prince? Ghosts believe it, don't you really believe it? It's just a bastard. I don't know where he picked it up. Look, people in Lu country don't respect him. Can't you see that?"

An eunuch said: "That's right. If it's a real prince, Duke Lu will definitely make an offering. Now..."

The little boy was surrounded in the middle, holding a bowl in his hand, Wu Jiao frowned, because the little boy was short in stature, Wu Jiao could easily see what was in the bowl, with big green hairs, some rotten food, I don't know how long it has been sour.

Those eunuchs were used to being bullied. Now that Master Luo was in chaos, they finally found a chance to vent their anger. They immediately put on a vitriolic face and laughed at the little boy.

One of them kicked "Boom!" and just kicked the little boy's hand. The little boy said "Ah!" in pain, and the bowl fell to the ground and broke immediately. The little boy squatted down quickly, trying to pick it up. of eating.

Seeing the little boy, the eunuchs burst out laughing and said, "Look at him, prince! Prince! What kind of shit prince!? Hahaha!"

Wu Jiao saw the little boy being bullied, and the boy's little hand was kicked, he was furious and said coldly, "What are you doing!?"

When the eunuchs heard this, they ran away in fright. Not only the eunuchs were frightened, but the little boy was also frightened. He quickly picked up a fragment of a large bowl, and then pulled up the rotten rice mixed with debris and soil, and used the fragments Ready to run.

Wu Jiu hurriedly ran over and grabbed the little boy. The little boy was frightened, and the calm and forbearing face just now disappeared. He looked at Wu Jiao in horror, like a wild cat that had been blowing fur, "Shua!" There was blood on the back of his hand.

Wu Jiu let out a "hiss", and Qi Hou hurried up to him, but who would have thought that the little boy was capable of martial arts, his figure was very agile, and he ran away with a "swoosh".

Qihou was taken aback and forgot to chase after him, not only because of the nimble figure of the little boy, who seemed to know martial arts, but also because of the running posture of the little boy, the little boy turned out to be like a savage, running away suddenly .

This action also frightened Wu Jiao, Wu Jiao even forgot the scratch on the back of his hand, and watched the "little prince" run away with hands and feet, really like a wild cat...

Qi Hou quickly regained his senses, looked down at the wound on the back of Wu Jiu's hand, and said, "Second Brother, you are injured, hurry up and bandage it, I wonder if it is poisonous."

Wu Jiao took a look, the blood was bright red and should be non-toxic.

To be cautious, the two of them went back and asked Tang Wu to check the wound. It was indeed non-toxic, and then bandaged it.

The little boy that Duke Lu brought was very strange, he clearly said he was a little prince, but even the eunuch could tell the way Duke Lu treated the little boy, he was definitely not a prince, and in the current form, Ji Lang was more powerful, Probably because of this, Lu Gong felt that the little boy was not of much value, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Qihou said: "Second brother, that little boy is not very simple, you better leave it alone, lest you be bitten by Lu Guo."

Wu Jiao nodded and said, "Just seeing that little doll, I suddenly thought of Di'er. Since I entered Chu, I haven't seen Di'er again, and I have never lost patience in my heart."

Hearing what he said, Qi Hou knew that although Wu Jiu looked indifferent, he was actually delicate in mind and liked children very much. Indifference was just a protective coat.

But now they have no choice but to comfort Wu Jiu.

In the early morning of the next day, someone came to the post office, and it was Ji Lang who asked them to discuss the funeral. The funeral was not important in Ji Lang's eyes, so Wu Jiu knew that it was definitely not about the funeral that Ji Lang was looking for them.

When Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi entered the palace, Ji Lang was not in the Lu bedroom, but was waiting for them in the small bedroom. Although Ji Lang was still the Duke of Zhou, she lived in the emperor's small bedroom. From this point of view, we also know that Ji Lang is still have the upper hand.

When they walked in, Ji Lang came up to meet them, and said with a smile, "King Chu, Duke Qi, please come here."

Wu Jiu saw that Prince Zheng was also there, and Prince Zheng also got up to bow to them.

Wu Jiu smiled and said, "I don't know what urgent matter Zhou Gong is looking for us?"

Ji Lang smiled, and asked them to sit down first, poured two cups of tea for Wu Jiu and Qihou himself, and said with a smile: "Nothing can be hidden from the King of Chu, it is indeed something important."

Ji Lang paused, and then said: "Lang has already been investigated, and the child brought by Duke Lu should not be a prince of Zhou at all."

When he said that, Wu Jiu and Marquis Qi were not surprised at all, and Ji Lang said, "But Duke Lu firmly insisted that the people of Lu State have continuously stationed troops outside Luoshi City in the past two days. We can't go head-to-head with Lu Guo, so Lang thought of a way, what do you two think?"

Qi Hou raised his hand, motioning for Ji Lang to continue talking.

Ji Lang smiled gently, and said, "It's not a big deal, I just want to get rid of the bottom line and directly destroy Lu Gong's capital."

Wu Jiao frowned and said, "Duke Zhou means..."

Ji Lang smiled and said: "King Chu is wise, he must have guessed it. Lang wanted to send someone to assassinate the little prince who pretended to be the blood of Zhou, so that Duke Lu would lose his money. There is no reason, in this way, even if the Lu State has a strong army, it will not be able to shake the hearts of the people, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

When he said this, Wu Jiu and Qi Hou frowned, Prince Zheng was taken aback, and said, "Father wants to kill that child?"

Ji Lang nodded, and said: "Zheng Er, you are highly skilled in martial arts, and this matter is very important and confidential. As a father, I can only trust you, so I still need you, Zheng Er."

When he said this, Wang Zizheng frowned and said, "Father, even if the child is not of the blood of Zhou, but the child is still young, it is not his own will that Duke Lu plays with him. How can a son do anything to a child?" ?”

Wu Jiu said at this time: "What the prince said is very reasonable. Although killing the child can be done once and for all, but the child passed away for no reason. Even if the matter is not revealed, Duke Lu will definitely not let it go. Duke Zhou will be the target of public criticism. , will instantly lose popular support.”

Qi Hou also agreed with Wu Jiu's statement, Ji Lang heard that they all objected, his face was a little bit bad, he gave a dry laugh, and said: "Yes, this matter, is it that Lang didn't think about it, or... we still have to think about it in the long run, it's really troublesome I'm going to the palace."

Wu Jiu and Qi Hou heard what Ji Lang said, but Wu Jiu knew that Ji Lang definitely did not give up the idea of ​​killing the little boy, because he promised so smoothly.

Ji Lang sent Wu Jiu and Qihou away, his face suddenly sank, and he said to Prince Zheng: "Zheng Er, this matter has long nights and dreams, so we can't delay it any longer. Go to the post office tonight and kill the prince. , remember, you must be invisible!"

Prince Zheng said in surprise, "Didn't father think long-term?"

Ji Lang sneered, and said, "What do you mean by growing up? If you can still grow up, as a father, you don't want to lay hands on a child."

Prince Zheng Gongshou said: "But father..."

When Ji Lang heard that Prince Zheng questioned him again and again, his face immediately turned down, and he said in a deep voice: