"You," Ji Duoyou stretched out a finger and pointed it at his forehead: "I'm really in the situation, I don't know the situation!"

"Oh?" Zhao Bohu raised his eyebrows: "Please give me advice!"

"I know how Taweihe ascended the position of Weijun step by step, but others don't know it. Today's situation in Fan Kingdom is exactly the same as Chaoge at the time. He is also the eldest son who fell out of favor. There is also a favored wife of the throne and a young son. If Fan Zhen finally settled the throne, it is telling the people of the world that Taweihe was forcing his brother to seize the throne, which was wrong. On the contrary, if Fan Zhen also lost his position like the forerunner Bo Yu, then Taweihe would not be the only one. How would he support Fan Zhen to succeed the throne?"

Zhao Bohu suddenly stood up, walked around the tent for a few times, and finally let out a long sigh: "It's really fascinating to the authorities! Ziliang hit the word. I just thought about the situation when the queen was there, you and I, the king and Weihe, were fishing in the Lishan Palace. How close they were at that time, there was no doubt about each other. But now-------" He sighed, his words full of confusion: "Is this all because of "power"? Do you have no relatives and friends in the King's House?"

He held his hands behind his back, as if he was talking to many friends, and as if he was talking to himself: "Am I too incompetent? When I entered the court, there were Song and Qi first, and then Wei Kingdom. The three major vassal states in the Central Plains successively killed the king and seized the throne, and there was no human ethics. Now, even my in-laws cannot escape this disaster, but I---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ji Duoyou heard the deep helplessness and sadness in his words, and couldn't help but feel sad, and couldn't help but persuade, "Why should Zi Mu be so self-relenting? That Zhen was not escorted back by Yingyuan, and the king also issued an order. It would be no problem to succeed to the throne, so why do you need to worry?"

"Wei Boyu also became the king of the country." Zhao Bohu shouted suddenly: "You know. Wei Yu had at least one Shiqing Shi family supported him, but Fan Zhen is now isolated in the country, either becoming a pawn for others or waiting to be expelled from the stage. There will be no other result, no------"

His body suddenly shaking and fell softly into the arms of many friends. What he heard was his friend's low voice: "You Zhao Zimu is not Cangtian Nuwa, you don't have three heads and six arms, so you can't control so much------"

That night, Zhao Bohu slept in a drowsy way, as if he had entered the illusion of Taixu - suddenly turned into a fish in the northern sea, and the Kunpeng floated around the vast sky, with his wings like clouds hanging in the sky, soaring up to 90,000 miles. Then it turned into a feather, carrying the blue sky and traveling in the vast dust world, and it was in his eyes. The birds in the panic were chirping and talking, and the doves by the stream were muttering and mocking.

Suddenly, the sun and the moon are rising and the fire is constantly rising. The big lights are spread all over the world. A feather is floating and unconsciously ending. Suddenly, the clouds are shrouded in the sky, and the mountains in the sky suddenly turn into big words on the clouds - Wuji Wufu Wuming, Kunpeng, the feathers among the puffs, the doves by the stream, the white clouds and the sea suddenly blend into an endless chaos world------

This sleep was slept until the end of the next day. When the red sun was on the top of the mountain, the vast mountain plateau woke up in the echoing Niuke horns. There were already cars and horses in front of the warm tent, waiting for Zhao Bohu to get up. At this time, people came from Luoyi.

"Summoning Prime Minister, Summoning Prime Minister--------" Qi Zhong, with a panic look on his face, stumbled into the warm tent, and said unhurriedly: "Summoning Prime Minister, the King of the Lord--------"

Zhao Bohu felt nervous. He had booked his return today. If something really happened, Qi Zhong would never have found someone here. He hurriedly grabbed Qi Zhong's collar and asked, "What's wrong with the king? Tell me quickly!"

"Master, he------he's gone!"

After Ji Duoyou rushed over after hearing the news, Qi Zhong then told the whole story.

Last night, Qi Zhong was on duty, but in the second half of the night, a melodious sound of piano sound suddenly sounded, awakening him from half sleep and half dream. In a trance, it seemed as if he saw Ji Hu out of the hall in his sleeping uniform-----After he woke up and came back to his senses, he rushed to the inner hall and saw Ji Hu no longer seen Ji Hu. The palace guards and inner supervisors were shocked and looked for a night, but they did not see Ji Hu. When Rong Yi heard the news, he knew that this matter was very important. He sent people to continue searching, and faced the outside world. Qi Zhongze came to Chengzhou Daying to summon the prime minister to take charge of the overall situation.

Zhao Bo

When the tiger heard it, it was like falling into an ice cave. The emperor disappeared. This was a big shocking event! As soon as he got up, he didn't even have time to put on his hair crown, and he spread his hair and went on a cart that had been prepared.

Qi Zhong was anxious and was about to get on the car as well. Suddenly, he saw a young soldier standing next to Ji Duoyou who was coming to see him off. He felt familiar and asked casually: "General Ziliang has accepted his new subordinate again?"

Ji Duoyou replied casually: "His name is Bei'er, he was ferrying on the river. Bei'er, I have seen an adult!"

"Bei'er greeted the Lord!" Bei'er bowed and said.

"Oh--" Qi Zhong shouted: "So it's him! The king was polite. He wanted to bring Bei'er back to Haojing as the palace guard to comfort Dong'er's aunt's spirit in heaven. I don't want General Ziliang to take the lead, so it's a fate--"

This sentence has a very meaningful meaning. Zhao Bohu, who was in the carriage, felt aroused when he heard this, and he lifted the curtain of the car and threw a worried look at many friends: "Ziliang, take care of it--"

"Zi Mu, don't worry, the king will return safely with God's protection." Ji Duoyou still didn't understand.

"Start the car—"

With a bang, Zhao Bohu and his team of express trains flew out of the camp.

The morning at the pass was empty, the golden sunshine surrounded the quiet canyon, and the vast river water was vast and connected with the sky. Is it an umbrella carriage or a poplar white cloud floating into the deep blue, suddenly turning into a confusing smile, and suddenly disappearing into the clear and clear yellow mountain plateau-----

Ji Duoyou stood in a daze, letting the mountain wind slap his face and tears flow.

To Zhao Bohu and Qi Zhong's surprise, when the moon rose to the east, King Li of Zhou, Ji Hu, actually came back by himself. As soon as he showed up, everyone was surprised. Is this still the young emperor with a spirit? He saw his eyes red and swollen, his steps were floating, his expression was dazed, and his words were weak. Zhao Bohu clearly remembered that even when the queen was confined and the prince was locked up in the East Palace, Ji Hu's eyes were always flashing with the thief light of trapped beasts still fighting, and his words and deeds exuded a sad power that was struggling to support him in despair.

I thought that during the Grand Court, I was still an energetic young emperor. How did he become like this in a few days? He was so depressed?

I wanted to scold him, but I thought that this son was already weak and had his own ideas in his actions. He could no longer blame him as he did when he was young. Zhao Bohu then suppressed his temperament and carefully enlightened him: "The king ascended the throne at a young age, and his heart was very sad! He had no relatives and friendships, and had no things to do. The joy of the unconventional people, and the loneliness and coldness of the king is beyond the reach of the king. It is also a tiger who was not obsessed with the fact that he was busy with national affairs all day long, but he never understood that the king was also a flesh and blood body, and he had the desire of ordinary people. He was really ashamed!"

"No! No!" Ji Hu cried and said, "It's not the young father's fault, it's the lonely one who is in a bad mood!"

That night, Ji Hu felt a little bored because of the great dynasty meeting. He was not sure whether he could control the increasingly arrogant princes in the future. He tossed and turned until the second half of the night, and suddenly a wonderful music came from the Gantang forest in the garden.

That's right, it was the sound of the piano I heard in Chaoge Buzhilou that day. He saw the fairy sitting on the top of the snow-capped mountain in white. She was playing the piano quietly. The sound of the piano seemed to melt the snow on the top of the mountain. The snow water gathered into a stream, flowing continuously along the mountain stream------- He clearly heard the snow falling on the bamboo, making a cool sound. The cold snow light shone on the fairy's soft face, making him look like a statue of a god made of ice sculptures.

She kept playing the piano, the sound of the piano was the snowflakes flying everywhere, and the snowflakes were the sound of the piano falling to the ground-----

How could Ji Hu resist such a piano sound and such artistic conception? He felt like he was attracted by a huge magnet, and he stepped into the familiar Gantang forest in the middle of the night. Just as he stepped into the forest, the piano sound suddenly stopped.

Just as Ji Hu woke up from his dream, the sound of the piano started again, and a soft, bright, high-pitched and exciting singing came out from somewhere:

"The geese fly over the mountain, and the slogan is heard in the sky. The fish in the northern seas lock in the abyss. Why do I bear the evil of the superiors? I look at the gate of the hometown alone.

The rank of the trunk is in the quiet southern mountains, like bamboos and pine trees, and the deceased is long rivers. Why do I bear the evil of the superiors? I will always be trapped in the abyss—

"

The song ended abruptly in a whirling and desolate chant. Ji Hu bit his teeth tightly, tears in his eyes shone, and his heart was silent: "I feel sad, this is the sigh of the trapped dragon! But this voice--" He could not help but feel excited when he heard the song that was the voice of the owner of Bu Zhi.

"Is it you? Did you come to Luoyi from Chaoge?" At the end of the song, Ji Hu ran around the Gantang forest and kept shouting. He regretted not knowing the name of the owner Bu Zhi, so he could only ask like this.

The sound of the piano that night, every note penetrated into his heart like a rain, hitting his already numb heartstrings, and stirring up an indescribable tremor.

As the wind swept through the forest, Ji Hu suddenly felt weak all over and fell into the flying leaves. After a long time of waking up, he felt that his whole body and mind were empty and about to fly. He hummed a song in a low voice: "There are mulberry trees in the Beiban, the Yang trees in the south. There are cars and snorkelings, far away from our country. The black hair is old, and the martyrs are generals. Looking west at the Guanshan Mountains, I miss my hometown."
Chapter completed!