Spring and Autumn I Am King

Wu Wangfuchai was six years old. On the first day of June, the weather in Jiangnan was as sultry as ever. Gou Jian, who had endured for three years, was finally pardoned and left Wu. Wu Wangfuchai personally sent him outside the Shemen of Gusu, where Goujian knelt in front of Fuchai. Sticking to his shoes, he swore that "if I can live and return to the country, and I would like to die at the mercy of the king, if I can live and return to the country, I will die at the mercy of the king, and the heavens are so bright that this minister will not dare to bear it!"

Fuchai was very satisfied with Gou Jian's obedience, turned his head and smiled triumphantly at Bo Xi, Wang Sunluo and others: "Wu Guo has another monarch."

In his eyes, the Yue Kingdom in the future will exist as a small vassal of the Wu Kingdom, attacking and destroying the kingdom of people, but not destroying its society. He seems to regard himself as the benevolent king of ancient times.

Under the flattery of everyone, only the white-haired Wu Zixu watched with a cold face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gou Jian was the only one who dared not look at Wu Zixu. He bowed again and knelt down. The King of Wu personally escorted him to the carriage. Fan Li was in charge, and escorted by the soldiers of Wu State, he went south.

Although Wu and Yue were connected end to end, there was a distance of more than 300 miles from Wucheng to Kuaiji. After passing through Wuhu and the previous Wuyue branch, the soldiers sent by Fuchai went back, while Goujian and his party went back. You have to keep moving forward to meet the greeter.

Because as the "Yuejun" under the rule of King Wu, his "fiefdom" was only a hundred miles in size, extending to Tandu in the east, Zhouzong in the west, built in the mountains in the south, and thinner than the sea in the north. Of course, the vast forests to the east and south of Kuaiji Mountain were actually still under the control of the Yue Kingdom. Goujian, he is not only the king of the Yue people, but also the co-owner of all the Yue nationalities inside and outside the Yue nationality. His sphere of influence can reach the northern part of Fujian in later generations.

On the fifth day of the trip, when the monarchs and officials of the Yue Kingdom came to the ferry port of Sanjin, they were left with only the people of Wu State who led them, and they couldn't wait for the big troops, so they went ahead to negotiate with the small officials at the ferry port.

Seeing that there is no outsider, Goujian, this man who has suffered so much in the past three years without shedding a single tear, suddenly burst into tears, and he is overwhelmed with grief.

When he joined Wu as a slave, he took the road north from Sanjin. At that time, Goujian was extremely gloomy because he could not see the future. Now that the three-year humiliation period has expired, Goujian has regained his freedom, and those unbearable humiliations have become history.

Above the river at Sanjinkou, what he tasted was no longer the smelly feces, but the tears of joy that he had survived.

"Your Majesty..." Fan Li and the others could finally call him a Majesty.

Gou Jian wiped away his tears, and after sighing for a long time, he told Fan Li and the others around him in an ups and downs: "When I was lonely and difficult, I passed through Sanjin. On the first day of the sixth month, the time is increasing, and the widow is destined to return to their hometown, will this trip have future troubles?"

Fan Li encouraged King Yue: "Your Majesty, don't doubt, stare at the front and keep walking along the road to return to the country, the situation will change in the future, the more you will be blessed, Wu Dang has worries, and what other hardships can you compare to? How much has the great king suffered in the past three years?"

"Not bad, not bad!" Gou Jianfu laughed again: "A widow is like a bird in a cage and a fish in a net. This trip is like a fish entering the sea, and a bird rising to the sky, and it is not bound by the cage and net!"

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The group was eager to return to the country, so they quickened their pace. When the sun turned west, they arrived at Sanjin Ferry.

The ferry is an ordinary Ozu, with low houses and more than ten boats, all tied to the shore. Because the sky was overcast, Jin Li was wearing a bamboo hat and a scorpion, and he and three or five boatmen burned a fire and roasted fish. When he saw Goujian and his group from a distance, he got up to say hello.

Fan Li narrowed his eyes and looked around. The others did not suspect that he was there. They walked over to chat with the Jin official, and asked if there was a big boat that the King of Yue and his wife could drive up.

Jin Li's face was dark and full of dirt, and he said, "It's unfortunate that the guest came here, there were originally two large ships, one burned down, and the other went downstream, leaving only the small boat, An Che Tai It is heavy and can only accommodate one car and four people in a boat."

This meant that Gou Jian and his wife had to board the ship without guards.

Na Jin's voice was hoarse, saying that he was going to approach Gou Jian, and reached out to invite him to board the boat, but was stopped by Fan Li.

"Where is Wu Guoxing?"

"The superior instructed us to greet the distinguished guests to cross the river, and we went over first." Jin added, "It was he who sat in the big boat, and only the small boat was left behind."

Gou Jian's face was gloomy. He had long been accustomed to the neglect of Wu Guo's officials and officials, and there was nothing he could do about it. He just wanted to get on the boat as soon as possible. After an hour downstream, he could get closer to Yue Guo and hear the surging waves in Zhejiang. sound, see the gulls and herons across the ground and the sky.

But Fan Li was a little wary.

He looked at Jin Li: "You have scars on your hands, not from the boat, but from practicing swords all the time..."

Jin Li was not afraid, he retracted his hand back to his cuff, with a smile under his beard: "The villain used to attack Chu from the previous king in his early years, and when he was old, he got a job as a Jin official."

"If that's the case, why are the chariots and horses of the pedestrians in Wu hiding behind the house? Why are there still people in the river?"

Fan Li had heard the faint neighing of a horse earlier, and although it was fleeting, it became more and more strange. And the rut marks on the ground did not reach the shore, but turned to the back of the house, which is also inconsistent with what this person said, not to mention that there are two reed poles drifting along the river. From Fan Li's experience, there must be someone breathing down there. !

At the end of the speech, Fan Li's sword suddenly unsheathed, and it was already pressed against Jin Li's chest. When he gently lifted it, fairer skin was revealed. .

"You guys, are you thinking about imitating Zhuanzhu and leaving!?"

"The doctor's suspicion is really serious..." Jin Li still smiled, but he kicked abruptly under his feet. The person had already jumped two steps away, and Fan Li's sword could not catch up.

"Jin Li" shook the bamboo oar in his hand and pulled out a sword hidden in it. The blade was thin and thin, as thin as no sharp edge, bright as autumn water, and it was also a sharp weapon. How could ordinary Jin officials have such a sword Sword?

He turned the tip of the sword upside down, held the hilt in his right hand, and put his left hand on the back of his right hand, bowing to Goujian, who was surrounded by his attendants, and Fan Li, who was standing in front of him.

"You can see that we don't make arrangements. It's really worthy of being the young uncle of Chu. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's not just Lord Yue who is going to die here today!"

With a whistle, the three inconspicuous boatmen also removed their disguise one after another, revealing their true faces. They were all swordsmen in strong suits. Immediately, the two jumped up from the river, their clothes soaked in the river water clinging to their muscular bodies, and they rushed to the shore with a dagger wetly. The last two people jumped out of the indoor window with blood stains on their bodies. They **** the pedestrians of Wu State and hid the car. In order to prevent the horse from neighing, they killed him with a sword, which happened to let Fan Li listen. To the last whimper.

A total of eight people lined up in a line, blocking the way of cars and driving on foot. Under the leadership of "Jin Li", they walked slowly over with swords, and while walking, they sang in unison in Wu language:

"My sword is sharp and the enemy is fearless, and my sword is swift and the enemy has no head!"

...

Gou Jian's face was dignified, knowing that he encountered an assassin on this trip, so he asked his wife to return to the car, while he stood in the car and watched with his sword.

The eight swordsmen came over in unison, but their bodies moved, and they went in different directions like birds gathering and distributing.

Although there were more than ten people around Goujian, most of them were the slaves and slaves sent by Wenzhong to take care of him and his wife. There were only eight swordsmen who could fight, plus Fan Li, there were only nine people. Seeing the enemy's actions, The goal seems to be Goujian in the middle, and he also uses his sword to intercept it.

Nine people against eight people seem to have a slight advantage, but after fighting, it is not the case at all.

King Goujian of Yue is also a good swordsman. It can be seen that the swordsmanship of the eight swordsmen are completely different. Some of them are very strict in defense, and some are fierce in attack. With only one person left, let the attackers outnumber the few to nibble and kill one by one. In this way to meet the enemy, even if Goujian's guards are brave and fearless, the swordsmen will have a chance of winning. Not to mention eight against nine, even if it is eight against sixteen or even dozens, I'm afraid they can win.

The sword light flickered, blood splattered, and another Goujian guard fell. He was struck by four swords and immediately died. He saw his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, with a trace of unwillingness.

Their number is getting smaller and smaller. Facing the fallen lives, Gou Jian's mood is not fluctuating at all, nor is he unable to bear it. He is just thinking, who is going to kill him? Who can find such eight dead men?

Is it bad? It is unlikely that the one who wants to kill himself is probably Wu Zixu, the prime minister of the state of Wu.

Haha, this white-haired old man has not let himself go even though he is here, but it is also quite similar to his style. Aren't Wang Liao and Qing Ji all conspiring to die like this?

However, in the chaos of the battle, the arm of the leading assassin in minion shrugged, and with a puff, the tip of the sword pierced into the throat of a swordsman from the Kingdom of Vietnam.

He had killed three people in a row, but he was unscathed and approached the King of Yue step by step...

Killing intent is awe-inspiring, but with a trace of cruel elegance, this is the style of Wu Zhong's swordsman.

Although Fan Li's swordsmanship was not bad, he had already suffered a few blows and was entangled by two of them, unable to get out. The maidservant next to Goujian even pulled out her dagger and rushed forward, but to no avail, she was wiped out by the enemy with a single blow.

He was only ten steps away from Goujian.

Goujian's sword was unsheathed with a slam, and the surrounding light suddenly trembled. This sword was called "Hao Cao", and it was the sword that Xiang Jian master Xue Zhu looked down on the most, saying that it was "dim and dull, and lost its brilliance." , the gods are dead." ... But it was also considered a weapon, so after the siege of Kuaiji, it was brought back to Gusu by the people of Wu as a trophy. When Goujian returned to China, Fuchai left behind the better Chunjun, Juque, and Liluo, and only "gives" the sword back to him.

Even if it is the weakest in the pile of swords, it is better than nothing, and it should be enough to deal with the assassin in front of you.

The four eyes met, the swordsman in the mink robe did not speak, he swung his sword to dry off the blood sticking to it, and then rushed towards Goujian, who jumped off the car. The white light flickered, followed by a loud sound, the two swords intersected, and the two took a step back.

The swordsman looked at the small gap on the sword, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Do you think that there is no one in Yue who is good at swords!?"

When Gou Jian did not succeed to the throne~www.readwn.com~ was also a warrior of the Yue Kingdom! I just hope that that skill hasn't regressed too much.

Now, it is still dozens of miles away from the border of the country of Vietnam, so every day should not be called the earth and the ground is not working, and the battle is at a disadvantage. Heroes are hard to beat, and I am afraid that I will also die in the same assassination as Wang Liao and Qingji, but I don't know, what's the name of the sword that killed him?

Gou Jian's beard was stretched, and he clenched his sword, ready to fight one last time. Before he died, he could drag a few more people to back him.

Just at this moment, a clear song rang from the river.

"He Xixi today? The middle of the boat..."

"What day is it today? I have to be in the same boat with the king..."

It is the language of the more people, the songs of the more people.

What emerged from the mist on the river was a woman, a Yue girl holding a green bamboo pole and supporting a bamboo raft!

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