Spring and Autumn I Am King

ps: Sorry, I was too tired yesterday and missed a day's update. In addition, the last chapter should be Tai Shi An, not Sloan. ;le;wen;novel www.lw+ These few days I'm not feeling well, and I have to go home for the Chinese New Year, so the update will be a little slower, and I will slowly make up what I owe, and it will be available tomorrow night.

Then I would like to thank my book friends for selling the cute dragon fruit to become the helmsman of this book.

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After Nanzi announced that he would dedicate his life to the gods, ghosts and gods of the Song Dynasty, Fu Chai, who felt that he had been tricked from the beginning to the end, turned his head around fiercely and glared at Xiang Chao who had encouraged him to propose: "The great witch ? What does this mean?"

Xiang Chao murmured: "Song Kingdom reveres ghosts and gods, and the great witch is the chief priest who serves the emperor of heaven and ghosts and gods... According to tradition, they will never marry for life."

Nanzi added on it: "In order to let the crown prince know that the Yin people worship ghosts and gods, there is such a custom in Shangqiu, that the eldest daughter in the family does not marry, she is the main shrine of the family, and it is called the witch, and she will become a witch when she grows up. Among the noble witches, the most holy one is selected as the next great witch to maintain the sacrifice to the gods..."

She raised her head and frowned, revealing a trace of worry. Even Zhao Wuxi, who knew the inside story, couldn't help but want to applaud her. It was so perfect. At this moment, Nanzi was extremely holy.

"Emperor Wuding has no matter how big or small the current affairs are, and he has to ask ghosts and gods, which is why he is so strong. Since Di and Qiang, no one dares not come to Heng, and no one dare not come to the king. But when Wu Yi and Di Xin came, they abandoned sacrifices because they disrespected the emperor of heaven. , which led to the demise of the Dayi merchants. Fortunately, Weizi Qiben, the ancestor of the Song Dynasty, was a great witch history, and his service to the Emperor of Heaven was rewarded and he was able to inherit the Yin Zhizhi."

"But this kind of tradition has been intermittent. After nearly a hundred years, the customs of witchcraft in the Song Dynasty have plummeted. Wu Zhu's good words are often regarded as absurd and wild words, and sometimes they are even suppressed by the ill-conceived power officials Hua Xiang." She said. Half of them gave the Xiang brothers a meaningful look. means something.

"Song country has suffered two major turmoils in a row in 30 years. This is the reason for disrespecting ghosts and gods! Nanzi is afraid and willing to sacrifice his weak body for the future of Song country. To please the gods, ghosts and gods, so that they can stop punishing Song. !"

Fuchai was shocked when he heard the words. It turned out that what Nanzi meant by "Nanzi has a son-in-law" meant that she had made up her mind to marry an ethereal ghost!

It was the first time that Huang Yuan had heard of this plan, even Le Mixed, which made everyone in the hall feel sorry, but also had some admiration for Nan Zi.

Even a domineering person like Fuchai was slightly shocked by Nanzi's "sacrifice" attitude. Although he despised the old-fashioned customs of the Central Plains, he worshipped witches and ghosts. The Wu Kingdom, which was still in the barbaric era, was not far behind. Fuchai had a natural awe of mysterious sorcerers and ghosts.

"There's actually such a thing..." He pondered, and his thoughts of proposing were shaken for a while.

But not everyone was deceived by Nan Zi's performance. Hearing this, the witty Xiang Yu suddenly realized that something was wrong. He suddenly realized that this was a conspiracy by Zhao Wuxi and Nan Zi!

Xiang Yu knew that the Wuzhu of the Song Dynasty had a high status, and there were many kinds of them, such as "Great Wushu, Dazhuzhu, Xiaozhuzhu, Mourning Zhuzhu, Tianzhuzhu, Cuzhuzhu, Siwu, Wizard, Shenshi" and so on. They have a clear division of labor. Among them, the shaman has the greatest power, and is almost the controller of the divine power of the state, including the funerals and sacrifices of kings, queens, nobles, etc., the country's prayers and disasters, natural disasters, diplomatic wars and other major events. All are run by Wu Zhu.

To ask how great is the authority of the great sorcerer of the Song Dynasty? Once upon a time when Song Wenjun Bao was on the throne, there was a doctor named Guan Gu, who used to perform sacrifices in ancestral temples, but was quite displeased by the great witch.

Once he went to the shrine, the great witch pretended to be a ghost and said angrily to him: "Guan Gu, why did the guibi that I bring here fail to meet the requirements of the ritual? Why are the cattle and sheep used for sacrifice not pure and fat? Why are the sacrifices of the four seasons in spring, autumn, winter and summer not on time? Is this what you did? Or did the monarch do it?"

In the face of these accusations, Guan Gu did not dare to shirk on the monarch, and could only bite the bullet and admit it. He thought he would be reprimanded at most, but the great witch raised his wooden staff and beat him. Again and again, he was finally beaten to death on the altar!

The Great Witch of Song State killed the doctor directly under the cane in full view of the public!

How powerful is the great witch. However, it is impossible to go beyond the supremacy of monarchy and ministerial power. One of the reasons is that the great witch is usually a woman, and her background is not high. There is no clan support behind her. The current great witch is just a concubine of the Wei Shi family. .

Now that Nanzi wants to dedicate himself as a witch as a male daughter, it is unheard of before...

Xiang Yu could imagine that if Nanzi became the next great witch, her words and deeds would have the color of the will of ghosts and gods, Zhao Wuxi could be driven away, Le and Huang could be overthrown, but if a great witch were to be overthrown, it would be impossible As difficult as expelling a monarch, you must first ask the people if they will answer. Now that the Xiang family is no longer welcomed by the Chinese people, Nanzi can easily concoct a spell or divination prophecy, and then raise his arms, it is easy to incite the Chinese people to destroy the Xiang family.

His heart trembled immediately, and the purpose of today's trip had to be changed. At first, it was to encourage Fuchai to marry Nanzi, in order to eliminate the strong domestic enemy for Xiang's family. But now, it has become to prevent Nanzi from becoming a great witch, and she must stop her at all costs!

Thinking of this, Xiang Yu gritted his teeth, and suddenly stood up and said strangely: "The great witch of Song has a successor, which is really worth celebrating, but what makes me wonder is, daughter, you really have Such qualifications?"

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"Daughter, do you really have such qualifications?"

As soon as Xiang Yu's question came out, everyone in the hall was very puzzled.

"Da Sima, what do you mean?"

Xiang Yu also went out of his way, he said: "The selection of the great witch is an important matter in the Song Dynasty, and you must be careful. To outsiders, Nanzi may be a lady in the palace, but in fact, she has never been self-disciplined and abide by women's morals. People. Her male companions are all over the country of Song. I wonder which son, Gongsun He Qing, has not been seduced by her, so there are countless people who have fallen at her feet... This is the case with the fourth son, and even Dasicheng is one of them. How can a woman become a great witch?"

Nan Zi's face also became frosty, and his fists were clenched tightly, but in Xiang Yu's eyes, this was a sign of a guilty conscience.

Zhao Wuxi stood up and defended Nanzi: "My slender lady, a gentleman is a good man, according to the meaning of the big Sima. Is this the fault of the son and daughter?"

Seeing that Zhao Wuxi also came forward, Xiang Yu thought he was in a hurry and thought he had guessed correctly. His next words were even more appalling: "Not only that, to become a great witch. You must be a virgin, but is the male daughter still perfect?"

For a time, the crowd in the hall was very excited, especially Sima Geng, who even shouted at him, "Brother Zhong, how can you be so rude to the son and daughter!?"

Xiang Yu ignored his younger brother, raised his head and said, "As far as I know, Zhao Xiaosikou is probably the lover of the daughter-in-law!"

Zhao Wuxi looked at him coldly: "Da Sima is really not surprising and swears endlessly..." He turned his head. Chao Nanzi nodded slightly, and Nanzi, who was a little nervous at first, suddenly felt at ease.

"Don't worry, I have everything." Nan Zi understood what Zhao Wuxi meant.

"Da Sima, what evidence do you have?" Everyone in the hall couldn't believe it for a while, and they didn't want to believe it.

The whole hall seemed to be a hall of words for Xiang Yu: "About two years ago, when Zhao Xiaosikou was going to leave Song and go to Pushang, that day happened to be the day when the son-in-law and daughter-in-law met, and it was night. A banquet in the palace..."

Everyone fell into memory, and there is indeed such a thing.

"At that time, Xiao Sikou's poem "There Are Beautiful Women in the East" won the heart of the father and daughter, so he was sent by the father and daughter to lead them to Huangtang. The two lived alone for one night, and he left at dawn. Since then, you have The two have been hooked up for a long time. In the next two years, they had an ambiguous relationship and exchanged letters. If you guessed correctly, the two of you are in love with each other. I am afraid that during the funeral of the monarch and the state, you also did several cowardly things. …”

He was smart and had eyeliner all over the court and beyond. Not worse than Nanzi, even taking advantage of the time when the two sides were allies. Bought Nanzi's cronies, so he knew a lot of things.

He speaks eloquently. The time, place and process can be detailed, and everyone is full of doubts for a while.

"Zhao Xiaosikou, I have my own witness to this matter, do you admit it?"

Zhao Wuxi raised his head and sighed, "Is it two years ago? This is true. I did meet my daughter-in-law in the palace by chance..."

"Ha, Zhu Qing, he admitted it!"

Seeing that Nan Zi's complexion turned pale and his eyes fell silent, Zhao Wuxi also pursed his lips and stopped talking, Xiang Yu became more and more complacent, and his voice became louder and louder: "That's why you have to be careful, if you let someone who is not perfect ** When a woman ascends to the throne, it is still small to make people laugh at it, but it is the big thing to provoke the wrath of gods and ghosts!"

But just as he was complacent, Xiang Yu noticed that there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Nanzi's mouth.

"Nanzi really didn't expect that the Da Sima, whom I have always respected, would say such vicious slanders. Every sentence makes people unbearable to listen to..." Nanzi raised his head, his eyes full of anger after the slandered virtuous woman , where there is half a guilty conscience.

"Heavenly emperors and ghosts and gods do get angry, but for whom it is impossible to know. Whether Nanzi is perfect, Da Sima, let's ask the people behind him!"

"The person behind him?" Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then turned around, only to see a black figure, a blood-red robe, a loose black hair, the pungent smell of medicinal herbs, and earrings full of jingle bells.

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"Brother Zhong be careful!!"

Xiang Chao hurriedly reminded him, without having to say anything, Xiang Yu knew that danger was coming. This was a look he had never seen before.

Pupils as black as ink, the whites of eyes as white as fish belly, and the madness and anger in those red bloodshots, also carried the killing intent of icy cold. He was only ten feet away from the man, but that aggressive gaze seemed to have stabbed into his face like a sword and into his heart.

Xiang Mo couldn't help but leaned back, wanting to retreat far, but it was too late. Two soldiers of the Song Kingdom who suddenly appeared rushed over from the side and held him firmly.

Seeing that the prey was no longer running around, the man behind Xiang Mo didn't say anything, he just moved and rushed out, shaped like a tiger and leopard, with a clanging ring, and stepped in front of Xiang Mo in one step.

The thick wooden staff in the man's right hand had already been raised and swung down violently.

With a muffled bang, Xiang Yu suffered a heavy blow on his forehead, and the horrified expression immediately froze on the face of the Great Sima of the Song Dynasty, and then twisted and swelled in pain as his head deformed and swelled.

"It's you, this...why is this..."

The moment before, there were exclamations everywhere, but at this moment, the Song Palace hall became quiet instead.

Fu Chai's vigilance, Zhuan Carp's scolding, Xiangchao's fear, and Le Mi's sluggishness. Huang Yuan was stunned, Sima Geng hesitated, and Zhao Wuxi's victory was in his hands. And the mysterious smile at the corner of Nanzi's mouth, their background. It is the sound of the armor of the soldiers of the Song Palace.

Then, there was a dull landing sound, and Xiang Yu fell to the ground weakly.

Blood flowed from his forehead, seeped through his bun, dyed his imperial robes red, stretched out on the floor, and finally flowed to the feet of the red-robed man...

Xiangchao knelt down, and handed his fingers trembling to his brother's nose.

Exhale. No air intake.

he died.

On the first day of October, Sima Xiangyu of the Song Dynasty, who was still active in the political arena of the Song Dynasty for 20 years in history, cut down the shady tree that Confucius gave lectures in the Song Dynasty, causing Confucius to go into exile again. Xiang Yu, who died so inexplicably in the main hall of the Song Palace!

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Seeing his younger brother being attacked suddenly, Xiang Chao's thoughts were sluggish.

The coup, he thought, must be a long-planned coup. Zhao Wuxi, Nanzi and others let them enter the Song Palace. It's just a whole lot of thought. The younger brother was only the first to suffer, followed by himself and the entire Xiang family. Even, there is even the Prince of Wu, who has to explain it here...

By the way, Prince Wu! No matter how daring Zhao Wuxi and Nanzi were, only Fuchai was the one they dared not move. As soon as they figured it out, Xiangchao immediately knelt down and hugged Fuchai's thigh: "Prince, save me!"

He ignored Xiang Nest, who was shaking desperately with his thighs in his arms. Looking at the soldiers of the Song Palace who were surrounded by the people of the Wu country. There is also the murderer, the husband's face sinks like water: "What do you want to do?"

"Second and third sons, don't be impatient... Prince, don't misunderstand. It's just a tradition of the Song people. It's better not to mix up foreign guests."

Zhao Wuxi, who had planned everything, smiled and stood in a position where it was not too big of a deal to watch the fun. You must know that just a moment ago, he was accused by Xiang Yu of being the lover who had done a cowardly thing with Nanzi.

"Tradition?"

"That's right, this is the witch who is enforcing the law for ghosts and gods. Even Duke Song has no way to interfere!"

Sure enough, Nanzi on the top pulled the little country monarch and gave him a heavy salute: "Nanzi has seen the great witch."

That's right, it was the great witch of Song who appeared at Duke Song's funeral a few days ago and recited "Conjuring the Soul" who gave Xiang Mo a heavy blow and made him shut up. She was like an agile black panther just now, but now she is as quiet as a virgin. She stood with a cane in front of Xiang Mo, who was ignorant of personnel, and then suddenly fell to the ground and twitched. When she stood up again, her frantic eyes gradually turned into clarity.

A hoarse but somewhat divine voice sounded: "Don't listen to the false words of a tongue-in-cheek bird, Nanzi is a virgin, this is what I have personally checked..."

"This is impossible!"

Xiang Chao was very puzzled, and Xiang Yu Zeng secretly told him about it, and swore that Zhao Wuxi did spend the night with Nanzi two years ago, and even Zhao Wuxi admitted it in public!

One is a young man with strong vigor, and the other is a woman who is full of resentment. How could he have done nothing?

"Master Right..." Zhao Wuxi smiled frankly and innocently: "Haven't you heard of Liuxia Hui from the State of Lu? Sitting in the arms without being chaotic is a must for a gentleman, how can I let Liuxia's family specialize in beauty? Before? Don't use the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman..."

"There are indeed some things that Huangtang talked about...but Zhao Xiaosikou and I respect each other and treat each other with courtesy. I was in the curtain that day, and the gentleman of the Zhao family entered the door and bowed his head in the north. Pei Yu's voice is sullen, that's all, how can it be as dirty as you imagined?" Nan Zi also spit, with a look of contempt.

The great witch also echoed their words: "I not only verified it with my own eyes, but also painted this incident on the shell of the big tortoise. After bathing, I asked the ancestors of ghosts and gods for verification, and all I got were good omen..."

"However, today I came to announce this matter with gratification, but I heard terrible and poisonous words... people's words are terrible, especially blasphemous, blasphemous witches can't be easily said~www.wuxiahere.com~ So the ghosts and gods are angry Now, possess me, and ask me to deal a heavy blow to those who spread rumors!"

This middle-aged woman, who is the highest in the divine power of the Song Dynasty, coldly swept Xiang Yu under her feet, and Xiang Chao, who was kneeling and hugging Fuchai's thigh, shivering.

"The people present should tell each other, even if it is an old forest in a deep creek or an uninhabited place in a secluded stream, there are still ghosts and gods watching over everything, not to mention the high temples? Therefore, we must be cautious when speaking and doing things, and for those who are disrespectful to the gods, ghosts and gods The punishment came so painfully and quickly!"

All the people present, including Fuchai, were all awe-inspiring.

During the Song Dynasty, a doctor was killed in the temple by a big witch stick.

In the seventeenth year of Song Jinggong, Meng Dong died in the great hall of the Song Kingdom, but a dignified gentleman!

The power of witches and ghosts, actually as for Sri Lanka? (To be continued.)

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