Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

He fixedly looked at Youshi.You Erian looked down at the slightly thin man below, his eyes seemed to contain water lines in a deep pool, and then raised his hand, the dead man who was waiting in front of him immediately gave way.

It seems that the king really hit the mark.

You Nian smiled and said, "Please help the young master to move to the Shuangsi Bridge. Your Majesty will come to you in person."

After all, Youshi wanted to send someone to drive the ox cart to another direction.

He regained consciousness from the words in an instant, and shouted in a panic: "Where do you want to take my father!"

While speaking, he quickly stepped forward to stop the person holding the ox cart.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Fu. The king ordered the prime minister to be brought back to Zhou Rao for a dignified burial. No one dares to touch the prime minister." The one who spoke was the short man who drove all the way from Beiwumen.

He was shocked when he heard the words, "King Zhou Hui?..."

What is the relationship between Zhou Hui Wang Qi Xin and his father?Why did he bring his father back to Zhou Rao for a dignified burial?He can't believe it.

You Twenty jumped on the horse again, reined in the horse's reins, and explained to him, "The prime minister never told you that he is a disciple of Xu Zhuang, the right minister of Zhou Rao?"

You Erian looked at him, "That's right, the prime minister is dedicated to protecting his son. It's useless to talk about these things."

After finishing speaking, Youshi turned his horse's head and whipped away.

But he who stayed where he was, was so shocked by these sudden events that he couldn't calm down.

Father... How many unknown pasts are there?What did his father do for his unworthy son who disobeyed his father?

He walked forward in a trance, throwing away all the long swords and horses he had seized.

The wind rustled the leaves.The wet blood stained the entire sky red.

At the time of You, before the end of day, a blood moon suddenly appeared in the sky, which was full of ominous omens.

Shuangsi Bridge.

It's no different than the shadow of the palace wall with glazed lanterns rising slowly, but seeing the man in the bridge leaning on the wooden post, leaning against the bridge railing, looking up and glancing at Mr. Fu who resumed his men's clothes from the corner of his eye, he sighed regretfully He said: "Jinhua's drunk scene is intoxicating. It's a pity, it's a pity. I'm afraid I can only see this once in this life."

Said, Qi Xin turned over and got off the bridge railing, stretched out his arms, staring at the blood moon three feet above his head with his black eyes, as if he could hold the moon in his arms with just stretching out his hand.

This time, he was not angered by the jokes in front of him.

He stared at the man standing proudly in the center of the bridge. The man was completely merged into the blood mist, facing the direction of the crescent moon, and seemed to be skyrocketing.

"The blood moon bears the fog, bears the wind and stands in the grave."

He seemed to recall the night recorded in the history books hundreds of years ago, when the kingdom of Zhou Qi, which ruled the whole world, fell apart in an instant, and Nirvana could not be regenerated.

As soon as this blood moon appears, wherever there is no smoke in the chaotic world, there must be bones everywhere, and the tyrants will dominate.

He withdrew his gaze just now and lowered his eyes, not knowing whether the man in front of him was going to be an ambitious overlord or an opening emperor who wanted to be a lingering wind.

"Fu Liang knelt down and begged King Hui of Zhou to show his noble hand and let the innocent people of Ji Kingdom go."

A thoughtful solemnity flashed in his dark eyes, and then he knelt down and knelt heavily on the bridge.

In his life, he knelt on his knees and knelt on his father, but he never easily turned his body against others.

His awe-inspiring arrogance is all thrown away for the country.

At this time, Qi Xin just looked at the self-confident young master Fu kneeling on the knees, lowering his eyes and bowing his hands.

Qi Xin paced forward, walked into the crimson halo, closed his eyes and held his breath, and said after a long time, "Helping Mr. is loyal. But... why did Gu stop? Ji Guo raised all the wine bags and rice bags, I Zhou Rao I have never formed an alliance with useless people. Ji Guo has long been a lonely thing."

Qi Xin turned to face Mr. Fu, who no longer had any arrogance in his eyes, and there was a glint of sullenness in his eyes, which was difficult to perceive even if he couldn't see it clearly.

Qi Xin said: "Master Fu can really go through fire and water for the country of Ji?"

Qi Xin approached the kneeling man, stopped, leaned over, and lifted the man's chin, but in the hazy moonlight, half of his face was set against the jade color, his eyes dimmed.

He understood the meaning of Qi Xin's words when Qi Xin approached maliciously, and he also understood what Qi Xin was going to say next.

"Your majesty wants to call me into the palace?"

He knew that in today's period of heyday of masculinity, summoning male favors has become an alternative fashion.And he...wasn't it also speculated that someone would fall into his hands?Rather than being hidden in the deep palace by Chu Rui as a woman, it is better to trade herself for Ji Guo's temporary peace.

As he was thinking like this, staring at Qi Xin who was leaning over, he really couldn't find any lust.

After hearing this, Qi Xin smiled inexplicably in the corners of his eyes, which was quite thought-provoking, "Gu's harem is already overcrowded. As for you, Gu has other plans. However, male favorites are male favorites..."

Qi Xin leaned close to his ear, dropped a mountain black jade ring in front of his eyes, and said slowly: "I want you to be a mirror for me, clear and proud, and incomparable."

As Qi Xin spoke, he immediately stretched out his other hand, and put it quietly on his thin shoulder.

He raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but didn't say anything, and he didn't know whether it was shock or anger.

In the eighth year of Yanhe, Ji Guo changed its name to Chint.

In the first year of Zhengtai, the new king of Jiguo generally practiced the law of sitting together. The law was strict, and it was enlarged.

Official historians recorded: "At the beginning, when the new king came to the throne, he used harsh methods. He tasted the prisoners in Linyuan, and Luoshui was completely red. The new law of Jiguo was a few months old, and many people complained about it."

The new king, King Jiyue, established the national policy of following King Jihui in Ji State——cultivating warfare.

Since then, Ji Ren had to work day and night to prepare his troops for war.

It is widely rumored that although the new king Chu Rui strengthens the country with strict laws, he is aggressive in military affairs.

Chu Rui intends to make trouble for other countries.However, the most anxious thing right now is the disappearance of Fu Wangzhi, the only son of the guilty minister.

"A living person disappeared without a trace in the palace!" Chu Rui's forehead bulged with veins, "Cui Fu, tell me, what kind of death should I give you?"

As soon as Cui Fu heard this, he rushed straight to Chu Rui's feet, and the sound of kowtowing shook all the palace people below.

"Your Majesty, forgive me! Your Majesty, forgive me!..." Cui Fuqing's face was pale, with oily powder and dark red blood dripping from his face, "Your Majesty is clearly aware that this is not a slave's intentional disobedience, but that King Zhou Hui deceived others. Too much, kidnapped Mr. Fu! King Zhou Hui said clearly that he wanted to be an ally with the king, but he secretly pointed out that he came here for Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu is famous far and wide. If you think about it, King Zhou Hui planned it long ago! Besides, he also No guarantee... No guarantee Mr. Fu has a different heart and wants to seek refuge with King Zhou Hui..."

Cui Fu's words were enough to overthrow Chu Rui's few rational minds.

Chu Rui secretly clenched the palms hidden in his sleeves, and then punched Cui Fu, who was still prostrate and trembling at his feet.

Cui Fu howled miserably.Chu Rui's laughter echoed throughout the hall.

"No." Chu Rui stretched out his hand to cover half of his pale face, "Senior brother will not abandon me, he will not abandon Ji Guo, he has no guts! King Zhou Hui must have instigated it! Senior brother is A saint, he is a gentleman!"

Chu Rui stumbled out of the hall between inhaling and exhaling, looking like a madman, like a wandering spirit.

On this day, the senior brother that Chu Rui thought about day and night, unexpectedly appeared in Zhou Rao's court, and became Qi Xin's couch minister.

He drew out the saber at his waist, and the sharp edge of the sword fell, smashing the pillars in the corridor.

"Senior Brother, I treat you sincerely, but in the end, you abandon me cruelly!... Hateful! Hateful! You actually worked hand in hand with King Zhou Hui!"

As soon as he changed the topic, the sinisterness gathered in his eyes was like a sudden whirlpool. When he was so shocked, the concubine Meng who was summoned shrank and hid at the other end of the corridor, holding the baby in her arms tightly.

At this moment, the baby's lips were pale, and from the beginning to the end, it never cried a bit.

Zhou Rao, Feng Yanghou Mansion in the south of Qianyang City.

On the branches, the eyes are all white, and the startled jackdaws cry away.

A cloud of snow fell in the shade of the tree, and the snow fell on his shoulders and robes—Fu Liang folded his arms, and looked at Princess Danyang with an excuse to learn calligraphy with him, and followed him every step of the way.

"Your Highness, don't guard, the Marquis will not enter the palace tonight, and it won't spoil the good things between the queen and the king."

He was half an arm away from her, and looked at the surrounding tender cores soaked in the night dew, "Your Highness, as a daughter's family, but you broke into the Hou's mansion alone, are you not afraid of attracting gossip?"

He lowered his arm, bent his fingers, and lightly clasped them on the stone table with fallen flowers and leaves. He looked at Qi Xin's beloved sister Wang solemnly, and spoke sarcastically.

At this time, Princess Danyang, who has always been unruly and self-willed, raised her black eyebrows and took a brush to stamp the rice paper placed on the stone table, "I don't care! Fu Wangzhi, if you dare to interfere in front of Sister Su and Brother Wang, you will be punished." The princess will never let you down!"

She glared, puffed her cheeks and drew a black cross on the rice paper, intending to poke a hole in the rice paper.

He laughed after hearing this, and snorted coldly: "The king loves the queen so much, you will be criticized if you are a little girl who intervenes in it! This marquis is only a mere male favorite, so what is there to be afraid of?" He said this At that time, I was no longer ashamed to speak up as I was at first.

Perhaps, Fu Wangzhi, who was favored by King Zhou Hui after changing his name and surname in Zhou Rao, no longer needs the gentlemanly demeanor of Mr. Fu. He is priceless, ruthless, and tricky. .

Thinking about getting up, he stretched out his hand to snatch the writing brush in Danyang's hand, "It's late at night, Your Royal Highness, please go back to the mansion to rest! The temple in my Hou's mansion is too small to hold your big Buddha."

As he said that, he brushed off the leaves that had rolled up to his shoulders, ignored Princess Danyang who jumped up and down in a rage, and walked straight into the corridor.

"Fu Wangzhi! You...you stop for this princess! You dare to flirt with this princess. This princess will tell Brother Wang to punish you severely!"

Danyang made a gesture to chase after him, but he stopped him by saying, "Your Highness, please stop, this Marquis is going to take a bath and change clothes."

His faint voice floated over, causing Danyang who stopped his footsteps to feel hot and blushed.

In the early spring of Zhourao, the snow was thick and long-lasting.And the yesterday, today and tomorrow here are all whirling illusions to him.