The breeze blew slowly through the open space outside the east gate of the imperial capital, bringing with it a hint of coolness in late autumn.
Just like when Xin Zhuo was on Fulong Mountain, that autumn, the sycamore trees had fallen leaves, and the bandits in the village were so hungry that their teeth turned yellow.
Just like the autumn when Ji Chunjiu ascended the throne, he was high-spirited and ambitious, and the whole world was cheering for him.
On the distant city wall, a group of princes, nobles and ministers with the highest power in the Zhou Dynasty were watching.
Tens of thousands of Western Qin cavalry behind him were also watching with eager eyes.
Ji Chunjiu picked up a grape, took a bite, and said with a smile: "Sweet, from the Western Regions, right?"
Xin Zhuo nodded and said, "That's right! The purple-skinned grapes grown in Hetian City in the Western Region are large and plump. I like to eat them on weekdays, and the officials of the Western Qin Dynasty respect me."
Ji Chunjiu said: "You are more comfortable than me!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "I can't say."
"How was your life as a bandit in Fulong Mountain during those years?"
Ji Chunjiu glanced at the sky. His words did not mean to insult Xin Zhuo's past at all, but were just a sincere inquiry.
Xin Zhuo did not hide anything: "On the barren low mountains on the border, six bandits live in thatched huts. Water leaks on rainy days, and the quilt cotton is torn. The wild beasts in the mountains and the fish and shrimps in the water are all destroyed by Qiugong Pavilion and the water." Yue'an is empty, I can't go down the mountain, I'm hungry for nine meals in three days!"
"Hahaha..." Ji Chunjiu laughed heartily, "That was a bit miserable, but what happened next?"
"Later, it got a little more exciting..."
Xin Zhuo smiled and fell into memories: "I practiced martial arts, and my talent was pretty good. I fought with nuns, the Hungry Wolf Village, the government, and the Menghu Village. Later, I actually kidnapped Su Miaojin and brought up this matter. , I'm still a little scared now, if the Nanli County King gets angry and sends a hundred and eighty thousand troops to attack, my little life will be over..."
"Wonderful, quite wonderful..."
Ji Chunjiu laughed again, "You were also lucky at that time. Prince Nanli and Nanli started a war. What happens next? Continue, cousin, I am very interested."
"later……"
Xin Zhuo was meticulous about everything, how he let Su Miaojin go, how he led the four major families in circles, how he ran to Menghu Village, and finally caused trouble in Fufeng Mansion...
The unpleasant part of abandoning Qiugong Pavilion was mentioned until he left Fufeng Mansion, went to "Jianghu" to cause mischief, started a demon sect, and destroyed three families of Shenqian Villa...
There was silence all around, except for Xin Zhuo's narration.
Ji Chunjiu was in high spirits and listened with great concentration. It could be seen that he was really interested.
Even the trembling Wu Wang Ji Peiyu and Jiang Yugui blinked and listened carefully.
Xin Zhuo didn't stop until he talked about joining the Jiang family. Needless to say, everyone knows the rest.
Ji Chunjiu sighed with emotion: "When I heard you talk about the tragic situation of bandits, I thought my life was comfortable, but when I heard about your subsequent experiences, it really made me envious. Unlike my cousin, who was locked in a cage since he was a child. Apart from reading, there is still reading, people will become stupid from reading!”
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "Don't say that, I would like to change with you!"
The expressions of King Wu and Jiang Yugui changed.
Ji Chunjiu disagreed, shook his head and said: "If it is possible to change, I really want to live a new life and change with you. Only when this person grows up will he realize that wonderful life experiences are better than fine clothes and food!"
After a pause, he lowered his voice: "Tell the truth to your cousin. Have you ever slept with your cousin? Has she ever given you a blowjob?"
King Wu and Jiang Yugui were horrified to death and lowered their heads in a hurry.
Xin Zhuo was also stunned. He couldn't believe that the Emperor Zhou would be so open-minded. He blinked: "To be honest, I have never touched her, let alone blown her. It's completely nonsense. I You can swear it!"
"It's okay! It's okay! It's not a terrible loss. Your cousin-in-law is actually a nice woman. She paid me by mistake."
Ji Chunjiu seemed to have let go of a big knot in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again: "Tell me the truth again, cousin, how many girls have you slept with in the Western Regions? I heard that there are many beauties in the Western Regions."
"Brother Royal?"
Wu Wang Ji Peiyu couldn't help but interrupted, didn't he agree to negotiate? What are you talking about? Is this what a king of a country should say?
Xin Zhuo frowned and replied seriously: "To be honest, I only slept with two of them!"
"Only two?" Ji Chunjiu was stunned for a moment, "How do you feel?"
Xin Zhuo sighed: "It's slippery, tight, watery, and quite warm. I can't say anything else."
"Hahaha……"
Ji Chunjiu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed so hard that he coughed violently. After a long time, he wiped the corners of his eyes and cursed with a smile: "The dignified Prince of West Qin is actually a simple boy!"
He picked up a piece of melon and ate it, then asked: "Tell me, if my cousin completely controls the four directions of China, and then before the golden age of martial arts comes, he can conquer Dongyi, Nanli, Beicang and the Western Regions, and unify the world, can he do that?" To create an extremely powerful holy dynasty that far surpasses our ancestors and even all previous dynasties?
Finally break through the shackles and restraints, wait for the prosperous age of martial arts to come, use the position of emperor of the Holy Dynasty, dominate both inside and outside, achieve unparalleled achievements, and seek the way to immortality? "
Xin Zhuo really wanted to lie to him and say "yes", but he didn't want to go against his will and shook his head and said: "It's difficult!"
The heroic look on Ji Chunjiu's face disappeared, and he was a little disappointed: "Why? Now is the time when all the countries in the four directions are at their weakest!"
Xin Zhuo looked at him and said word by word: "I have a hunch that this martial arts prosperity will never be like before, and this world will definitely not only include Dazhou, Nanli, Dongyi, Beicang and Xiyu!
What will happen then, and whether this earthly empire can still exist, are two questions. I feel that a warrior, a pure warrior, who pursues the hypocritical and illusory immortality, must not count on earthly imperial power! "
Ji Chunjiu was silent for a long time. He seemed to have lost interest in the conversation, or did not speak more than half a sentence. He looked at Xin Zhuo and said seriously: "I will give you enough money and food, and officially crown you the King of Qin. , how about controlling the land of Western Qin, clearing your name as a thief, and killing Linghu Pi?"
Xin Zhuo frowned, obviously it's not enough. If you Ji Chunjiu doesn't abdicate, how can I get rid of my anger?
Ji Chunjiu seemed to have read through his thoughts and said with a smile: "I will not abdicate, only die!"
Xin Zhuo suddenly understood what he was thinking. He didn't say anything, but poured down three glasses of "wine" and pushed them to Ji Chunjiu and King Wu. He also picked up a glass and looked directly at the two brothers: "We, Western Qin, have occupied I can take half of the country, the title, money and food myself, and you must not use these to get rid of me!"
"How are you doing?" Ji Chunjiu said coldly: "You can't really conquer the Great Zhou Dynasty. The longer you delay, the more difficult your situation in Western Qin will be!"
Xin Zhuo responded tit for tat: "All I have to do is mobilize an army of millions to attack the imperial capital!"
Ji Chunjiu sighed: "Tell me, what else do you want?"
Xin Zhuo said word for word: "I want you to write an IOU. You owe me Jiang Yuqing a life. How many times have you killed me? You know best in your heart that the hatred in my heart will never go away!"
"That's it?" Ji Chunjiu asked.
Xin Zhuo nodded: "That's all!"
"It's easy to say!" Ji Chunjiu waved his hand to summon pen and ink, and wrote two royal letters in person, one was an IOU, and the other was a reward and reward to Xin Zhuo as a condition for retreating.
Ji Peiyu also wrote down a message without knowing why.
Xin Zhuo took it, looked around carefully to make sure it was correct, raised the cup and said with a smile: "Very good, as soon as the money, grain, and titles arrive, Western Qin will immediately withdraw its troops. Come, please drink from the sweet spring of the Western Regions!"
Ji Chunjiu and the King of Wu did not doubt that he was there, so they raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
"This is your cousin!" Ji Chunjiu threw the cup and pointed at Jiang Yugui who was in a daze. "If I delay him, will you feel heartbroken?"
My heart aches!
But Xin Zhuo still said: "That's natural!"
"I have a brother too!"
Ji Chunjiu patted King Wu Ji Peiyu on the shoulder, "Killing one is enough. I see that you are not interested in the world and are boring, right?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "It's quite boring!"
Ji Chunjiu stopped talking and turned back with King Wu and Jiang Yugui. He had his hands behind his back and the tassels on his crown were swaying. He looked like an emperor and walked very slowly.
He carefully looked at every inch of land, then looked at the blue sky and white clouds, then looked at the majestic imperial city, his courtiers and troops on the city wall...
It was only a few miles from the outside of the moat to the "Shenwu Gate". He walked for nearly half an hour. When he got there, he could no longer walk. He was struggling and had brown blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
No matter on the city wall, behind or in the distance, the Western Qin army was not captured.
At this time, he suddenly stopped, tried hard to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his back, turned around and waved gently to King Wu: "Peiyu, come!"
Ji Peiyu didn't know why and quietly approached: "Brother Huang?"
Ji Chunjiu gently adjusted his clothes and collar, and said with a smile: "Remember, you have to be a good emperor. Well, just keep it. The people in the world will all point to you to eat, and the warriors in the world are waiting to share with you. His destiny is fighting against the rules of heaven, and he is struggling to practice!
When you are an emperor, you should not be too paranoid. You should know how to control your subordinates. Don't mess around like your elder brother. He is too ambitious, thankless, high-minded and low-handed, making people laugh..."
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Ji Peiyu seemed to have a premonition of something, her eyes were covered with mist, and she choked with sobs: "Brother Emperor!"
"My posthumous title..."
Ji Chunjiu thought for a moment and thought to himself: "You must not be able to get into the temple, so you can just be Yang? That's enough. My brother has been trying to be strong all his life. Since he can't be a famous king forever, it's not bad to be a faint king who will be infamous forever. It has to be something special. Hahaha……"
Without waiting for Ji Peiyu to speak again, she suddenly grabbed his hand, raised it high, and looked majestically at the countless ministers and officials on the city wall: "King Wu Ji Peiyu, my younger brother, is respectful, kind, modest, and extremely intelligent. You can succeed the emperor and become the...thirteenth king of the Great Zhou Dynasty...you and others...should do your best to assist the left..."
As he spoke, he spat out large mouthfuls of black blood. He struggled to say the last word, with a look of reluctance on his face, and fell heavily into the dust.
After all, he was a little unwilling.
There were screams all around, and the figure in front of him was shaking. He couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't control it. A smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Just like that evening many years ago, when he had just been established as the prince, his father took his hand and asked: "Do you know how to be a good emperor?"
The five-year-old man tilted his head: "Well, the world is surrendered. There are no aristocratic families, princes, or private soldiers. The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the warriors can practice freely!"
The father patted his head: "You are a good boy, and you should also be a good emperor!"
My Ji Chunjiu! Of course he is a good emperor!
In the second year of Zhenyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, on October 20th, Emperor Ji Chunjiu of the Great Zhou Dynasty passed away in less than three years!
He died at the age of twenty-nine.
Childless!
Leave with his glory and unwillingness!
