Spring and Autumn I Am King

I know my family affairs well, and the news that Song Gong was dead just came out of the city yesterday, which made Xiang Chao even more anxious. .Mobile Web

Xiang's strength has been greatly weakened in the civil war. If he cannot enter Shangqiu immediately and participate in the feast of crows that divides up the court of the Song Dynasty, he will inevitably be occupied by the royal family of the Le family. By then, Xiang's family will be in the center. Completely marginalized!

Therefore, Fuchai must be persuaded to stay outside Shangqiu City. Even if he cannot enter the city immediately, he must not let the only new monarch choose Gongsun Jiu to enter.

Fortunately, Fucha was more arrogant and domineering than Xiang Chao expected. Originally, according to the rules of the Central Plains, in the event of the mourning of the monarch, even the warring two countries should immediately cease the war to show their condolences. Hu Qiao is good, he ignored it and blocked it directly at the gate of Rendu City. After all, the people of Wu country have always had the bad habit of taking mourning and hanging.

Who would have guessed that if one plan fails and another plan is made in the city, the other party does not play cards according to the routine, and ninety-nine prisoners! ? Never heard of it!

However, I heard Xiang Yu say: "When the prince saw the gift list, he didn't take it seriously at first, and then he asked Xing Ao, the master next to him, what the size of the ninety-nine prisons was in the Central Plains. Xing Ao said that this was the highest price Song Guo could produce. Courtesy. So the crown prince was overjoyed, he repeatedly praised the kindness, accepted the gift, and treated the messenger favorably..."

"How could this happen! No, I have to go and see." Xiang Chao's face was ashen, and he quickly asked his younger brother to lead the way. The two brothers left Mengmen and rushed towards Yangmen, where Fuchai was.

After driving for several miles, when the Xiang brothers arrived at Yangmen, they saw a scene that shocked them: from the gates to the south of Shangqiu. The tai prisons that are in full bloom with the large pottery are sent out in turn and transported here in a concentrated manner. You can smell the meat from a distance. In addition, there are hundreds of baskets of rice and hundreds of urns for the army. The people of Wu State happily enjoyed these gifts, and the original murderous siege formation was completely gone.

Xiang Chao hurriedly went straight to Fuchai's camp, and when he went in, he saw that Fuchai was wearing a comfortable Chinese dress and fur robe. Some excitedly walked around inside.

Although the march is outside. Kefu Chai did not delay his enjoyment at all, the soft leopard skin was on the ground, the porcelain lacquer wares collected after entering the Song Dynasty were placed in the tent, there was a beautiful woman who warmed the bed, and the more harmonious chef cooked for him the taste of Wudi. food.

Awake to be in control of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, Hu Chai doesn't know this sentence, but this sentence is indeed a portrayal of his ideal life.

Zhao Wuxi chose to do what he liked and sent it as a gift in the name of the Song State's office. The vision was not high enough, and the will was not strong enough, and the husband was stunned.

When he entered Xiangchao, Fuchai was flushed, and his excitement had not yet faded. While looking down at the gift list, he kept repeating: "Ninety-nine prisons... When my great-uncle Ji Zha visited Song Lu, he received the outdated five prisons, ninety-nine prisons, the people of Song country really look down on my husband! "

Xing Ao, whose mouth seemed to be covered with honey, spoke quickly in Wu language: "Even the emperor is only served by nine prisons. Now it seems that the prince's dignity is enough to hold eleven Zhou emperors. And ninety-nine is the number. The greatest one. There has never been a hero who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince is only a little lower than the Heavenly Emperor."

"Hugh is talking nonsense, this courtesy is for the state of Wu behind me, and for the king of my father!" Although Fu Chai scolded and scolded with a smile, anyone could see that he was in a good mood, and he was going to heaven!

Xing Ao said flattering words, while secretly sticking out his tongue, this gift from the people of Song can be regarded as hitting the prince's heart.

Xiang Chao managed to catch a space to speak, and he stepped forward and said in a daze: "Prince..."

Fu Chai glanced at the nest: "You came just in time, hurry back and gather your soldiers and prepare to pull out the camp."

Xiang Chao was stunned: "Pull out the camp!?"

"That's right, the Duke of Song treated me with courtesy, and I can't retaliate. This gift list makes sense. Duke Song has just passed away, so it's not appropriate for us to enter the city at this time. Invite me and you to enter the city to pay tribute."

"This is the conspiracy of Zhao Wuxi and the Le family, Prince!"

But Fuchai didn't care about this anymore. He had already gotten what he wanted most in Song Dynasty this time: face.

"Conspiracy? We have been defending the city for three days, and there are not enough soldiers to attack the city. Instead of waiting here, it is better to return to Hongkou to rest."

Xiang Chao has yet to say more, but Fu Chai is impatient. This rich second generation in the army has always liked to say something, and he doesn't listen to other people's persuasion: "I said retreat, you didn't hear? If Xiang Shi wants to stay here. If you eat sand, then I will take Wu Jun and leave on my own."

How could Brother Xiang let the thigh in his arms run away, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to persuade him any more, even if he didn't want to evacuate, he could only do it with tears in his eyes.

The Wu army retreated very quickly. These days, they were resented by all the people inside and outside Shangqiu because they were ravaging the village. They occasionally went missing on patrol at night, and the people who died in the ditch the next day were robbed enough and looked at the city wall all day. There is no way to see through it, it is better to go back.

Therefore, the troubles of Shangqiu that had plagued Nanzi for many days were solved in half a day!

Before leaving, her husband sent to ask the brothers and asked them if they knew who was in charge of Song Guo’s office now? Who exactly gave him the gift of Ninety-nine Prison?

Brother Xiangchao thought about it, and felt that Le Min and Huang Yuan could not do such a thing, so the target was locked on the witty daughter-in-law Nan Zi.

"Nanzi? Let's laugh at the city, and then laugh at Nanzi, who is in the country?"

Fuchai touched his chin, looked at the city walls of Shangqiu, and said meaningfully: "I have heard for a long time that the daughter of the Duke of Song, Nanzi, has the most beautiful appearance in the world, but unfortunately I can't see it this time. I will come back on the day of Duke Song's funeral, and then I will thank her in person for her expedition. Prison gift!"

...

"It turned out to be really withdrawn!" Sima Geng was lying on the ground under the Yangmen city wall, staring at the empty suburbs, startled.

Zhao Wuxi also looked sideways and said, "Otherwise? Do you think the nearly 300 pigs, cattle and sheep are given away for nothing? Fuchai has such a personality, he is arrogant, and he will naturally not push him. put."

"Zi Tai really understands Fu Chai, it's like he's been acquainted with him for many years."

Wu Xie said lightly: "No other. Just observe his words and actions. This person is very similar to the Chu Lingwang back then. However, his ability is several times stronger than Chu Lingwang."

There is no problem with Fucha's ability, the problem is his character...

I hope that the opponent will surrender instead of killing them all, and I hope that his act of pretending will be applauded by the audience. Zhao Wuxi feels that he has almost explored the weakness of Fuchai's character. In addition to face-to-face contact, he has to thank later generations for the well-known article "Gou Jian Destroying Wu" text……

He understands. In history, why did Fu Chai, who was originally determined to avenge his father, let go of King Yue Goujian with a slap in the forehead...

Sima Geng asked strangely, "I have one more question. When the lords and lords are employed, the gifts are often rounded up in whole numbers. Why did Zitai only propose to be sent to ninety-nine prisons instead of one hundred prisons?"

Wu-shirt smiled and teased: "It should have been given to Hundred Prisons, but only ninety-nine, because I was afraid that my husband would make him proud..."

Speaking of the gift, Sima Geng was still a little resentful: "Although this matter has a good result, it has gone too far and replaced me. Even if Wei Ziqi is reborn, no, even if Cheng Tang arrives, it will not be used. If the country is rude, the top and bottom will be out of order. There will be chaos. If this happens, I am afraid that the Song Dynasty will be ridiculed by other countries. People who don’t know the etiquette and can’t stand up, we will also be classified by the master as ignorant of etiquette. of your servants."

For Sima Geng's idea, Zhao Wuxi slightly disagreed, as the saying goes, laugh at the poor but not at the prostitute. In these years, everyone is comparing the lack of moral integrity, and the collapse of ritual and music is out of control, such as the surging river that bursts its embankment, and the idealism of Confucius and his disciples alone cannot stop it.

Although he was also educated in ritual and music, Zhao Wuxi's attitude towards ritual was still from a later generation's point of view: although nominally it was ninety-nine prisoners, in the final analysis, it was just a few hundred animals. Compared to Brother Xiangchao playing the role of the Imperial Army, he was much more clever than bringing wolves into the house and betraying the interests of the Song people in order to fight for power and profit.

Compared with those two, Sima Geng, who was also born in the Xiang family, is too simple, perhaps because he went to the State of Lu to worship Confucius at a young age?

So Zhao Wuxi sighed and said, "Ziniu, the court is sinister, you will also be a minister in the court in the future, and sometimes you are too upright."

Sima Geng said sternly: "The Master once said that there must be loyalty and trust in the town of ten families, not to mention the Song Dynasty with a household registration of more than 100,000? In my opinion, the Song Dynasty has no lack of joy, the fourth son, and even the two of us. A person who is intriguing and deceitful like a brother, but lacks a stubborn and upright person like me. Beneficial three friends, friends and friends, I am willing to be upright forever and be a minister of friendship to the new monarch. "

Zhao Wuxi shook slightly, and couldn't help but admire Sima Ziniu, a young man with broad eyebrows.

But this will not affect his arrangement in Song country.

According to the agreement, the Wu people will withdraw to Hongkou, which is dozens of miles away, but Zhao Wuxi will not be careless. He will send light cavalry scouts to investigate around, and take Gongsun Jiu to Shangqiu after ensuring that there is no danger. After Song Gongluan's funeral, the new emperor's succession to the throne can be determined, and then he will unite with the Huang family and the Wu people to confront the Xiang family. Since Sima Geng has turned against his brothers, it is not necessary to be an ally...

Now he is still in trouble, that is, how to settle Nanzi.

It can be seen from the Song Rebellion that Nanzi, she is the most unstable part of the Song Dynasty's new political situation...

No need for Zhao Wuxi to push, Nanzi has already taken the initiative to control the Song Kingdom's court. Considering that the eldest brother's ability is not outstanding, restraining the court is already the limit. Therefore, in a short period of time, Zhao Wuxi needed someone who would control the small monarch in the court of the Song Kingdom. Nanzi was the most suitable candidate. Unfortunately, as a daughter-in-law, not a wife, no matter what excuse she used to control the palace, it would be unjustifiable. Not smooth.

Not to mention that there is no one in the past, even if he looks at the future, Zhao Wuxi has only heard of the empress dowager with a curtain, and when has there been a long-term regent eldest princess?

Zhao Wuxi temporarily found her a power under the jurisdiction of the inner government, but Nanzi, as a woman, always wants to get married. The marriage of Song Wei is now definitely broken, but what will she do in the future, Zhao Wuxi still wants to get married. didn't think about it...

Moreover, this woman seems to have a passion for power, and is reluctant to let go of the power in her hand. Zhao Wuxi has an ambiguous relationship with Nanzi, but he is not sure to completely control her, let alone make her willing to serve him.

Maybe it's time to find a chance to have a straight-to-the-point talk with her. Zhao Wuxi touched his waist, not to mention, the jade ring that his sister Ji Ying gave him is still in Nanzi's hands!

...

While thinking about it, Zhao Wuxi got on the horse after inspecting the outer Guocheng defense, and walked to the residence accompanied by a team of personal guards.

During the national mourning, the city of Shangqiu was still under curfew and all entertainment activities were suspended. People who wandered around at night would be killed as remnants of the party. From Yangmen to the East-West Avenue, to the market area adjacent to the inner city wall, it is also deserted and no longer prosperous.

The Le family's mansion in Shangqiu has been burnt down in previous coups. Zhao Wuxi's foothold, the three-story attic called "Forgetting Return" has survived. This is Taoqiu's extravagant place. In its prototype form, it has now become Zhao Wuxi's temporary residence, because it is very convenient to go to the official palace gate from here.

The elegant wing room is exquisitely decorated, and a complete set of white and beautiful "Zhao Ci" is placed on the table. Although he has been busy all day, Zhao Wuxi still finds time to read something, whether it is the history of Lu Song, or boring. Play sparse.

A sword needs to be sharpened with a whetstone, and a human mind needs to rely on books to become smart and witty by handling things.

The night was getting darker and darker, and there was a sudden knock on the door from the guards outside: "Si Kou."

"What's the matter?"

"The bedding and blankets have been delivered."

"Come in."

Jiqiu was about to come to an end, the weather was colder than the other day, and Zhao Wuxi was woken up by the cold last night.

Zhao Wuxi closed the collection of records from the Song Palace's collection room and let people in. It could be seen that the blanket was very heavy, and the maids were panting as they carried it.

He ignored them and just stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, waiting for the man and the maid to lay the quilts and blankets on the couch. After pulling the curtain and the drapery by the eaves of the window, you can see a patio, which is densely filled with soldiers.

This is the place where Zhao Wuxi and Zhang Meng talked about "Shangqiu is right" two and a half years ago. They revisited the old place. In the past, the exiled gentleman who used to look at people's faces in Shangqiu and asked for a living, but now he came back with thousands of soldiers and armor. . Song Gongle's big heart fourth son, Xiang's brother Nanzi~www.wuxiahere.com~ After you sing, I will appear, but in the end it was Zhao Wuxi who set up the banner in the city, and no one did not look up to him and snort.

That Wuyi Lane is not surnamed Wang, Mochou Lake Guiye Crying at Night, Phoenix Terrace Perched Owl Bird...

Zhao Wuxi claimed to be an owl, and he wanted to eat the largest and fattest piece of meat from the elk carcass in Song.

When he turned around again, the vertical man and the maids had already retreated, and the door was gently closed, but what made Zhao Wuxi frown was that the heavy blanket was still rolled up.

"I really can't do things..." He yawned, frowning to unroll the blanket.

When the blanket was gently unfolded, Tuqiongda saw that there was a woman in plain dark clothes lying inside!

Zhao Wuxi didn't expect this to happen, and took a step back abruptly.

The woman's body curled up in the blanket stretched out, and her graceful figure was convex and concave. She slightly raised her head and lightly parted her red lips, chirping like a nightingale: "My concubine came here in the middle of the night, and I hope you will forgive me..."

It is Nanzi. (To be continued.)>