E Yufang narrowed his eyes and asked the young man: "You are the prince, right? Where is your father?"

The young man nodded first, then opened his eyes wide and laughed again: "My father is dead, shot to death by random arrows! I am going to die too! Hahaha..."

E Yufang stared at the young man with profound meaning in his eyes. The staff asked: "Your Majesty, who is he? Why do you pretend to be the crown prince?"

"He is indeed the crown prince, but he is not the crown prince of my country of E, but the prince of Sui."

"What? Prince Sui?" Everyone was shocked. Someone had already drawn the sword from his waist and pointed it at the young man: "Your Majesty, do you want to kill him?"

"Don't be rude!" E Yufang shouted sharply: "Let him go!"

"Your Majesty! You can't. If you let him go, there will be endless troubles!" Everyone objected one after another.

"God has the virtue of a good life. Now Kun'er's life and death are uncertain, so I would do well to accumulate some negative virtue for him." E Yufang's words cannot be argued with.

Since I could not find Kun, the Prince of E, even though I had searched the Tonglu Mountain, then it was not possible to just eat the horses and eat them with more than 100,000 horses in this place, so it was time to return home.

In the early morning when the breeze blew, several Hubei army camps were bustling with noise. After a long battle, the soldiers and generals were about to return home. Their faces were full of joy. This time they won a great victory and recaptured the Tonglu Mountain - this huge mountain.

The richest copper mine in the world is Zhou, which is a great achievement that can be boasted by descendants. Except for the disappearance of the crown prince and the death of General E Jun, this trip can be considered complete.

On an inconspicuous hill next to the official road, a young man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was lying on a big rock, staring intently in the direction of E Camp. Until he saw the large banner with the word "E" written on it.

He rolled it up, loaded it into an ox cart and covered it with a cowhide thatch. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly got off the job.

By the Wanlu River, the young man picked up a handful of clear river water and washed his face. The river water reflected a handsome face with sharp angles. The young man smiled slightly and said to himself in the river: "They left, now

It’s time for me to return to my country. I once swore here in front of the Bronze Mountain that I will destroy the country of Hubei in this life, avenge my father, and avenge my country!”

"Since Prince Sui has such a great wish, why don't you form an alliance with my king?" A voice of Chu came leisurely from behind the bushes.

Zeng Wen was startled: "Who? Who is peeping at me here?"

A middle-aged man dressed as a Chu merchant calmly walked out from behind the bushes and bowed deeply to Zeng Wen: "I am the special envoy of the King of Chu, and I have been ordered to come to Tonglu Mountain to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"The Chu people and my country have been at odds with each other for generations, so what are you doing here to find me?" The ladies of the Jiang and Han Dynasties have never had a good impression of the Chu people of the Chu country, so naturally they don't speak in a good tone.

"Your Majesty, what you said is wrong." The middle-aged man spoke with a Chu tone and said with a calm smile: "My surname is Mi from the Chu State. I am also the fire god Zhurong. I have longed for the Central Plains for several generations. My ancestor Hu Xiong even served for King Wu.

They worked so hard to conquer Zhou that they overworked themselves and vomited blood and died. But what did the Zhou royal family do?"

At that time, King Wu's first enfeoffment was after Wu Xiong. It was not until the reign of King Cheng that he granted the five miles of Danyang to the Chu State. Everyone in Jianghan and Han Dynasty knew about this. Zeng Wen felt that what the other party said was reasonable, but for a while he was unreasonable.

Be true to your word.

The middle-aged man was still gushing: "Our Chu State was only five miles away from being established. The world today was created by myself with one punch and one kick. The Chu State does not owe the Zhou royal family anything. I would like to ask you to think about it. Since Zhao Wang Nan

Since Zheng drowned in the Han River, can the Zhou royal family have the ability to conquer our country of Chu again?"

Zeng Wen rolled his eyes at him: "Now that the barbarians are in a state of turmoil, the Sixth Division of the West is defending against the wolves, and the Eighth Division of Chengzhou is pacifying the Central Plains and frightening the Huaiyi, so of course they no longer care about your Chu country."

"Since the Crown Prince understands, why don't you form an alliance with me, the Chu State, to fight against our common enemy?"

"What do you mean by this?" Zeng Wen frowned, thoughtfully.

"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man burst out laughing: "What oath did the Crown Prince make just now? Did he forget it so soon?"

"How can we forget the hatred of killing our father and the hatred of destroying the country?" Zeng Wen said bitterly: "It's just that our *** team has lost all of them in this battle, and we have lost the Tonglu Mountain. From now on, the national strength will only decline, and we will be unable to continue.

What will happen if we fight against Hubei?"

"Why does the prince need to be like this?

Is this pessimistic? In worldly affairs, if there are gains, there must be losses, and if there are losses, there are also gains. As the saying goes, when the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, it will lose. The country of E destroyed the other countries and swallowed the copper green mountains. It seems to be invincible, but in fact it is the end of a strong crossbow.

It’s time to go downhill. King Xiao Zhou intends to rejuvenate the world, how can he allow his country of E to be so unscrupulous? The concubines of Jiang and Han are frightened, how can they not join together to keep warm and fight against the powerful enemy? But if there is an opportunity, the decline of the country of Hubei is just around the corner."

What he said made Zeng Wen very excited: "In this case, I will agree to the special envoy. It is just a word without proof, how can it be proved?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while, then took out something from his personal leather bag and handed it over with both hands, with a very respectful expression. Zeng Wen lifted the silk rope, and the object suddenly shone with a strange light in the sun. After looking at it, it turned out that it was

A light yellow oval jade with interlaced inscriptions.

Zeng Wen looked at it slowly and asked: "What is the inscription on the jade biscuit?".z.br

"This is my king's token, engraved by Wenyang."

"Okay! I have accepted this token. Someone will take this token to Danyang someday. I hope the King of Chu will not deny it!"

"That's natural. The prince has a long way to go when he returns home, so take care!"

"Envoy, take care!"

A few days later, in Hubei City, the long streets were decorated with lights and colorful decorations. Men, women, old and young were dressed in festive costumes, carrying pots and bottles of wine, preparing to welcome the warriors who had returned from the expedition to Tonglu Mountain. People sang and laughed, completely forgetting the price of this victory.

, in exchange for the sacrifice of the 30,000 men who served as the vanguard, as well as their fallen general and missing prince.

Yes, victory can make unrelated people forget about loss, because they have not lost anything in the first place, so naturally there will be no grief. But this is not the case for other people.

The triumphant team of horses and chariots surrounded the luxurious carriage of Ehou Yufang, but he himself was not in the carriage. Instead, he drove into the general's mansion in the northwest of the city in an inconspicuous sealed carriage.

In front of the mansion, a half-human-height white marble stele is engraved with the four characters "The Pillar of the Country". I wrote it with my own hand before I went to Tonglu Mountain. I also asked a skilled craftsman to carve it on the stone and set it up in front of the general's mansion.

To show respect and favor, a white flag was hung on the plaque on the red lacquer door, and a low and secret cry could be heard faintly from inside the palace gate.

The governor of Hubei felt a burst of sadness. At a time when the whole city was celebrating, the general's mansion could only close the door and mourn alone. In the city of Hubei and in Siye Township, there were the wives, children, parents of the 30,000 forward soldiers who died in the battle.

How many people are crying in the whole family? My Kun'er... where is he?

Thinking of this, E Yufang felt a sense of desolation. So what if he won the Tonglu Mountain? It seemed that compared with the price he paid, this huge victory was just a taste. He suddenly felt dizzy, and the chamberlain quickly supported him: "

Your Majesty, you have been working so hard for days, and it’s time to return to the palace to rest! It’s not too late to do the rest after you have regained your energy!”

E Yufang waved his hand feebly: "It's up to you, go back to the palace!"

Seeing that his opinion was rarely adopted, the young chamberlain looked extremely excited. In fact, E Yufang knew clearly that it was not because he listened to the young chamberlain's advice, but because he really did not have the courage to face his brother who had just become a widow.

The daughter-in-law and all the nieces and nephews who lost their father can't move even thinking about it...

A few days later, an edict was issued by the Marquis of E, stating that E Jun's eldest son, Gongzi Mao, would inherit his father's title. Spies were also sent to all directions and surrounding neighboring countries to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the missing prince Kunxia.

Suddenly, there was a tremor. Where did the Prince Kun of Hubei go? Is he dead or alive? It became the hottest topic of discussion among the people of Hubei.

Fenglin City is just a small city on the border of Sui and Hubei, with a population of less than a thousand. In the Western Zhou Dynasty, it was considered a medium-sized city.

It is the market day in the first ten days of each month, and the market is very crowded with people. The traders and footmen come to the market to sell their cattle and sheepskin goods, and then they gather in the few wine shops and tea shops to talk about the mountains and satisfy their hunger.

Lulu's self. In this way, this place has become the source of news in the small town. Naturally, last month's great victory at Tonglushan and the mysterious disappearance of Prince E have naturally become the hottest topics.

"Is it worth it to acquire a copper-green mountain and lose the life of my biological brother and son?" Someone shook his head and sighed.

"Why isn't it worth it?" A middle-aged man shouted in a straight voice, "In my opinion, it's worth it.

Now. With Tonglu Mountain, the army will have a steady stream of copper materials to cast swords and crossbows, strengthen the army and prepare for war, and our country of Hubei will be unique in the world. It is Xiong Qu, the king of Chu who calls the wind and rain in Jianghan, or Hao

The emperor of Beijing, who dares to look down upon us? As for my younger brother, didn’t your Majesty give me the title of nephew? It’s worthy of the brotherly love.”

"What about the heir apparent?" Someone started to argue.

"Then it's nothing." The man pretended to be mysterious and whispered in a low voice: "I heard that the people who urged the king to postpone sending troops for rescue this time are Mrs. Yi and the uncle Huai Qing. The prince is gone, and the uncle is the king.

After becoming the only prime minister of the country, Young Master Ji became the only legitimate son. Think about it..."

Everyone sighed, and an old man couldn't bear to say: "What a pity, Your Majesty! He is good at fighting, and he is quite popular. It is such a pity that such a young man does not know how to live or die! Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Amidst the noise, a woman sitting in the back seat seemed to have finished eating and drinking. She picked up the black curtain on the desk and put it on her head. Before going out, she dropped a round coin on the counter and steadily poured out her tea.

shop.

The woman obviously came to the market with a goal. As soon as she left the store, she walked straight to a drug store at Dongjiekou. This was the only drug store in Fenglin City.

Although it was a market day, the business of the drug store was obviously not as prosperous as other businesses, and there were only a few customers in the store. As soon as he saw the woman coming in, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to greet her very attentively: "Madam, do you want to take some medicine?"
Chapter completed!