If you have an accident, isn’t this second brother the most qualified person to inherit the throne in this Great Zhou world?

"Father Shang! She is for Shangfu!" Ji Hu slapped the table suddenly, and his loud voice scared Zhao Bohu.

"Yes, that's it!" Ji Hu suddenly left the seat and angrily said: "No wonder she personally wrote a letter to send Shang's father to Yingguo as the king's supervisor. It turned out to be this!"

As soon as the window paper was opened, Zhao Bohu was also cheerful and responded: "The King said that the Empress Dowager sent the second prince to Jianghan first, under the protection of Ehou. He set up a rat Gu in the palace to spread the epidemic. The target is King, you?"

"Isn't it?" Ji Hu couldn't control his anger in his heart and raised his voice: "If Gu unfortunately died of the epidemic, E Hou Yubin could protect Shang's father and return to Haojing to ascend the throne. At that time, not to mention Tonglu Mountain, even if he wanted to be the leader of the Jianghan alliance, he would ask for it, right?"

Zhao Bohu took a breath of air when he heard this: "The poison of this plan has never been heard of."

Ji Hu turned around and walked to the king's desk, picked up the bamboo stick and put it in his palm and weighed it, as if he was weighing its weight. Zhao Bohu naturally knew what he was thinking and asked tentatively: "Good king, please calm down. What should we do now? Should Prince Tu Ge let go?"

"Oh——" Ji Hu You sighed: "Young father, the young man is a feud with our clan Zhou, and I wish I could not destroy me and then. Even if I let Tu Ge go, will they keep their promises? But if I don't let go, Gu is afraid that the epidemic will spread out and become an uncontrollable situation. After all, Gu really doesn't want that woman to do what she wants------" He shook his head: "After all, Gu has not yet reached the age of rule, and only some of the powers of the state supervising state. Such a major event needs to be decided by the young father. Do you think this Tu Ge should be released?"

Zhao Bohu was about to open his lips when suddenly a long shout from Ji Duoyou came from outside the palace: "I ask the king to be kind to the people of Xuanning Palace and release them to the slaughter in exchange for the prescription of the epidemic to save the dying life. My king is merciful—"

Ji Huyi frowned: "What? Is Sima in the royal city not back to the palace to serve on duty yet?"

Calling the official name directly instead of "Brother Duoyou" or "General Ziliang", proves that the King of Zhou was very unhappy. Zhao Bohu quickly covered up his friend: "The king is really the most powerful word around Ziliang to get infected with the epidemic and he is bedridden. Many of the guards guarding Xuanning Palace have fallen ill, and the epidemic is already in a state of external vibration. Ziliang is suffering from the heart, so he is so unrighteous. I hope the king will not be able to let go!"

"Oh? It turns out that I am deeply in love with you. Gu thought it was for something else that was not worth it!" Ji Hu said with a thorny look and waved his hand, "Forget it, young father, let's make a decision!"

"According to my opinion, it is better to release this person as requested by this signature and return to the slaughter. Anyway, this person is kept as a stake for the purpose of critical moments. If the slaughter does not keep his promise, the song is also in the same place, not in me. At present, this epidemic has become more popular than the outside world. If I don't try to find a way, it will be too late!" Zhao Bohu was worried.

Ji Hu was about to say "Just follow the young father-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Ah?" Zhao Bohu and Ji Hu were both shocked and asked in unison: "What disease?"

The little eunuch was stunned and knelt down and cried, "I heard from them that it is the same symptom as the one in Xuanning Palace."

"What?" Ji Hu's center was like a thorn, and he felt the stars in front of him, spinning.

"King, King--------" Zhao Bohu stepped forward and supported Ji Hu, and comforted him quietly: "King, don't be anxious. I will go to the palace to check and adjust the medical department to take the pulse and prescribe the prescription------"

Ji Hu shook his head, suddenly stopped hesitating, and said decisively: "Young father, send someone to Huaizitai immediately to release Tuge, hurry------"

"Don't worry, I'll make arrangements." Zhao Bohu got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Ji Hu: "Have your youngest father decided who to send?"

Zhao Bohu paused a little, and then replied with a sigh: "I think that since Ziliang went to Qiaoling to contact him, the other party will definitely pursue his whereabouts. Why would you send him to Huaizitai, which would save us the trouble and time of contacting Yuqi. What do you think?"

"I have to do this." Ji Hu's words were full of helplessness.

The thunder shook, and clouds filled the sky. The strong wind from the north and south washed away the momentum in one fell swoop, making people feel refreshed and happy.

Ji Duoyou set out with a black tent cart. Heavy rain was approaching, and the strong wind swelled his black cloak into a round wind bucket, swinging around on the yellow horse's back. However, he obviously didn't care about these things and just urged the driver to rush onto the road-----

Zhao Bohu watched his friend's convoy leave in the corridor, and then turned around and entered the hall to report. However, he saw that Ji Hu was dressed in neat clothes and had already been waiting in the hall. Zhou Shanghuode was dressed in a red robe as bright as Danxia, ​​wearing a coral bead uncrowned jade crown on his head, and black deer-skin boots on his feet, which made the young emperor look like a crown and a meteor.

"King, the wind is strong and the rain is strong, are you going out?" Zhao Bohu was very puzzled.

"Yes." Ji Hu nodded solemnly: "I want to go back to the royal city."

"Ah, king, never." Zhao Bohu waved his hand in a hurry: "The epidemic has just begun to spread. When the king returns to the palace, wouldn't he fall into danger? I know that the king is concerned about his young and his sister, so I will go back to the palace to deal with it and will do my best to save him. The king must not return to the palace!"

"But there are all lonely relatives and lonely sisters in the royal city. In this crisis, they cannot leave them with nothing to rely on!" Ji Hu suddenly became furious and punched the palace pillar. The golden dragon with its teeth on the pillar was knocked out with one tooth.

"King," Zhao Bohu knelt down and advised bitterly: "I know that the king is concerned about the royal city, but 'the son of a thousand gold is not sitting in the Chutang'. The king is in charge of the country, so how can he take risks? Besides, will this not let the conspiracy of the people of Hubei succeed? What is the benefit of our Great Zhou? The king must not show off his blood and courage!"

"Does my young father think that I am a brave man of a man?" Ji Hu calmed down a little, stood with his hands behind his back, and his speech was firm: "No! My young father, please think, if I don't return to the royal city, what would the people living in the palace think? Since the epidemic has spread out of Xuanning Palace, then the entire palace city and even the royal city will be closed. Everyone is allowed to enter but not leave. At that time, thousands of people will be trapped in the lonely city and sit and watch the people around him die. What will they think? Wouldn't they mutiny? If they fight to the death to rush out of the palace gate, are you sure to control the situation?"

"This------" Zhao Bohu hesitated, he was indeed not sure.

"But, it would be useless for the king to return to the palace!"

"No, young father." Ji Hu pointed to the direction of the palace city: "The royal capital, the royal palaces are all centered on the word "king". Only when there is loneliness can everyone have the backbone, feel that they have not been abandoned by the dynasty, and live in the lonely city with peace of mind. If they are lonely in the royal city, people will be confused and have no support."

"But, this is too dangerous!" Zhao Bohu retorted: "Although the king Hong Fu Qitian is the disease, the epidemic is dangerous. If the king wants to return to the palace, he will have to wait for Ziliang to get the epidemic back and then make a long-term plan!"

There was a loud "boom" sound, and a "一"-shaped lightning flashed through the night sky, illuminating the young man's bright face, with sharp black eyes. He shook his head: "It's too late, I must return to the palace now. Young father, you have taught me since childhood that as a king, you must have the responsibility of a monarch, and have a sea-like mind to tolerate all the people in the world. The reason why I did this is not to show off my blood and courage, not to love my children, but to fulfill the responsibilities that a king should fulfill. What's more," he smiled: "It's all legend that when I was born, I was born, I was born with wind and rain, and the mountains and rivers were moving in a strange way. I was the "son of destiny". If God blessed me, I would keep me safe and sound; if God didn't bless me, how my father would protect me is useless."

Zhao Bohu heard his words like a rock, and knew that it would be useless to persuade him again, so he turned his tone and said, "Since the king has made up his mind, I will swear to follow him to death. I am willing to return to the palace with the king, and live and die together."

"No!" Although Ji Hu was very moved, he flatly refused: "The young father is responsible for the important tasks of the country. What is the point of going to the palace with the orphan? Both the monarch and ministers are trapped in the orphan palace. Who will the Great Zhou world be entrusted to? The young father should be in charge of the prime minister's mansion and deal with important matters from all directions so that he can stabilize the foundation of the country, appease the hearts of the people, and help my Zhou family survive this disaster. If Gu-------" He paused: "Gu has sent someone to send his third brother to Fengyi Palace in case of an unexpected accident. If he really does not bless the orphan, the fourth brother's emperor's father is the son of the legitimate birth, and the young father can support him to succeed the throne. Our Zhou Dynasty has always been "established as the eldest". The emperor's father is the legitimate birth, so he should be the only candidate, and no one is qualified to fight."

"King-------" Zhao Bohu was already crying, pulling Ji Hu's sleeve and choking, "Is this really necessary?"

"The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road!" Two tears rolled down from Ji Hu's clear eyes, hitting the flat gold brick floor, making a "click" sound. He was cruel and broke free from Zhao Bohu's tightly clenched fingertips and walked out loudly.

Zhao Bohu suddenly burst out and shouted: "Hu'er------"

"Young Father------" Ji Hu murmured. Since he was crowned the prince, Zhao Bohu has never called himself like this for ten years from "Your Highness of the Crown Prince" to "King" and "Judge". Heavy rain fell and the cold rain came from all directions. His vision was blurred. I don't know if it was because of tears or rain. Ji Hu was cruel and did not look back, but just shouted: "The world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, please ask the young father!"

Taimiao and the palace city were only one block away. When the king came from afar, the palace guards bowed one after another: "See the king!" The sound shook the tiles.

Chapter completed!