Spring and Autumn I Am King

As the night got darker, in the study, Zhao Wuxi was slowly narrating the story of Qi and his wife and concubines.

"After the wife of Qi people returned, she told her concubine what she had witnessed, and said bitterly: "My beloved (husband) is someone you and I expect to rely on for life, but it is really disappointing to do such a thing unexpectedly. So the two women laughed at Qi people together in the yard, and they cried together, but Qi people didn't know it at all, Shi Shiran returned from abroad and continued to brag in front of his wives and concubines with his fabricated deeds."

"From the point of view of a gentleman, there are very few people who can use the methods used by the world to gain wealth and power without making their wives and concubines feel ashamed and cry."

After a story was finished, the study suddenly fell silent.

"Shi Mo's prisoner, both Kong Jiao and Lingzi want to come and persuade me, Kong Jiao is because he can't bear Zhixian to suffer the sword and axe, and Lingzi is considering my reputation and the current situation. Are all the things you do when you gain power enough to make you feel ashamed and cry?"

"it's not true."

Ji Ying smiled sweetly, and stopped Zhao Wuxi with his fingers to continue.

"Don't underestimate yourself."

She was the one who watched him grow up. In Ji Ying's opinion, Wu Xian wanted to protect too many things. She was cold-blooded and decisive in front of others, but occasionally fell into self-doubt behind her. His nature is gentle, but he forces himself to do things that go against his original intentions, wading into the filthy muddy water, but he doesn't care if his body is covered in mud. What he thinks in his mind is how to clean up the pond and consolidate the source.

He is different from the princes and nobles in the world. What he cares about is not the passing glory and wealth, not his own name, but some more profound things that Ji Ying can't tell.

This time, it was Zhao Wuxi's turn to rest on Ji Ying's lap, his lap pillow, his favorite harbor, but unfortunately he only dared to do this before he was eight years old and after he got married.

He closed his eyes and asked, "You are here tonight to persuade me? You know, Shi Mo and Zhao have a good relationship."

Ji Ying looked at him affectionately: "Either to kill or to stay, the decision made by you naturally has its own reasons. Even if you are puzzled by the world, your concubine will end up with you."

On the wedding night, he and she drank the wine together, tied their hair together, looked at each other's bodies, and had nothing to hide from each other like newborn babies, which meant the connection of fate.

The king is the rock, and the concubine is the reed. The pampas grass seems soft, but it is as strong as silk, and Ji Ying hopes that Zhao Wuxi's heart can be unshakable like a rock!

"If you have a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for? I am so arrogant as a child, it really makes you laugh."

Zhao Wu Xie got up and let go of the entanglement. He decided to solve this matter. Destruction is very simple, but first of all, he must overcome the hurdle in his heart.

"I'm going to see Tai Shimo."

Ji Ying raised his head and arranged the front of his clothes for him: "Tai Shi never yields, can you persuade him?"

"Try it, this is a chance for Tai Shimo." Zhao Wuxi straightened his clothes and said in a serious tone, "It's also a chance for me!"

A dimly lit prison cell, a peaceful prisoner.

When the porcelain vase was placed on the table, Taishi Mo raised his head and looked at Zhao Wuxi in front of him, but there was no change in his eyes.

"Is Shangqing here to see the old man off?"

"Tai Shi has been thinking too much." Wu Xie sat down and asked everyone to go out, even the black-clothed guards. Only he and Tai Shi Mo were left in the room.

The cork was pulled out, and a strong mellow fragrance floated out, making people fascinated by the smell.

"This is Yecheng shochu, which is rare in the world." The invention of the bronze distiller led to the birth of distilled wine. All it takes is some strong liquor and lees to evaporate the alcohol on it, and then use utensils to undertake it. , Zhongshan, Yan and other northern cold places can sell at a good price, and benefit a lot in medicine.

"Zhao Qing has tinkered with something new again."

Shi Mo shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, the old man stopped drinking after the age of 30. I'm afraid that he will lose everything."

"The Duke of Zhou said: "My people use great chaos to lose morality, and it's not just wine but practice; the smaller and big states use mourning, it's not wine, but I ask the Taishi not to drink alcohol. Is it because alcohol will lead to chaos and degeneration?"

Shi Mo said: "It's just because drinking is easy to get confused, your eyes are dazzled, your pen is loose, and you can't see the facts clearly."

And drinking can easily trigger emotions, as a historian, it should not be.

Unlike Confucius's pen, the pen is sharpened and sharpened. No matter the facts, it is only recorded coldly, without rashly making personal comments.

Wu Xun smiled and said: "Because of this, Taishi was able to speak amazingly, and even predicted that the State of Wu would be destroyed by the State of Yue."

"But I always feel that Taishi is not without selfishness."

"Tai Shi's selfishness is that he has a deep prejudice against me. I dare to ask Tai Shi today, why is this? Is it because I destroyed the old rituals and stole the state, or because I broke the deadlock of the six ministers and divided up the office?"

"neither."

"Then why did Taishi guard me like a thief when I first entered the Xiqi Palace? After I arrived in Jin, even though I did all kinds of things that benefit the country and the people, Taishi was still very jealous of me? My father said that the high shore is the valley, the deep valley is the mausoleum, the society and the crops are impermanent, and the ruler and the minister are impermanent. Since ancient times, it can be seen that those who are not foolish and loyal to the Jin family cannot see the general trend of the world, which makes me even more confused."

Tai Shimo looked at Zhao Wuxi with complicated eyes.

"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, and dripping a stone is not a day's work."

"In the Xiuqi Palace, this is not the first time this old man has seen Zhao Qing, and he has met once before."

"At the banquet, Zhao Qing was young and weak. Apart from his father and brother, he was taciturn. Apart from being good at forbearance, he really didn't see any extraordinary talents."

Zhao Wuxi didn't have the slightest impression of what he said.

"However, a year later, when Zhao Qing re-entered the Xiqi Palace, he and the previous two disappeared, which made the old man deeply suspicious."

"You suddenly rose to fame and became the leader of the younger generation of the Jin Guoqing doctor. While you were careful to please the emperor, while attacking the scheming, you secretly used force in the territory to buy people's hearts. The kid is really different."

Zhao Wuxi said, "Isn't it normal when you're young and dull and smart when you're older? King Zhuang of Chu didn't fly for three years.

"It's unbelievable that in just one year, the changes have been so drastic, and"

Xiao is as wise as Tai Shimo, but also showed a hint of doubt and fear in his eyes.

"After leaving the state of Jin, what Zhao Qing has done has become more and more difficult for the old man to comprehend. Stealing the country, taking advantage of the situation, everything is so decisive, as if knowing that Yanghu will betray, and that Liuqing will be in chaos. There are some things that are incredible, Like military soldiers, like paper, like iron tools, like shogunate, like criminal law, although Zhao Qing keeps crediting his subjects, but the old man can see that the reason for everything is you."

As a historian, Taishi Mo will go all the way up to Tang Yao, down to the modern age, and he is thoroughly familiar with all the visible classics. The long river of history is also the long river of order. All development has its inherent laws. In order to kill Jie, any princes and generals, so-called sages, have been internalized in various historical rules and cannot escape.

But only in Zhao Wuxi, he saw a trace of strangeness.

"Yao, Shun, Yutang, Xia Jie, Shang Zhou, King Wen, King Wu, Duke Zhou, Qi Huan, Jinwen, and even your father, Zhao Wuzi, none of their generation can surpass the times, but you, Zhao Qing, the old man can't figure it out."

In Tai Shimo's eyes, Zhao Wuxi is a pebble that disrupts this era. The drastic changes over the past ten years have been led by him alone, like entropy that causes chaos in a stable order. The strange thing is that Shi Mo is not alone, but in this era, only he can think so deeply and so far.

"Unless Zhao Qing was really inspired by God and opened his mind? The old man doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. Otherwise, he can't explain Zhao Qing's strangeness."

When everyone in the world is crossing the river by feeling the stones in the fog, only this person seems to know the depth of the water, and the big thorns are at the forefront.

He is either an evil ghost from Huangquan, or a divine envoy from Haotian. How could Shi Mo disrespect and stay away from such a person and be careful?

"I see."

Zhao Wuxi was relieved. He smiled and said, "Many years ago, on the day of my crown ceremony, after walking into the temple with my father, he asked me the same question when facing the coffins of our ancestors."

Zhao Wuxi remembered that Zhao Yang looked directly into his eyes, as if he wanted to see him through.

"If you think about it carefully, since you were born, you have always been ordinary, indifferent and afraid of strangers. Apart from being able to endure humiliation, you seem to have no special characteristics. It is somewhat similar to the early years of the imperial examination. Wise and wise, determined to forge ahead, there is no end to the creation of strange and ingenious things, and some new systems also amaze me. Can you tell the father and the ancestors present, what is the reason for this!?"

Everything seems like yesterday.

Shi Mo got up and stared at Zhao Wuxi: "How did Zhao Qing answer at that time?"

"I explain it with dreams. Some of my own whimsy and ingenious things are mostly seen by chance in dreams."

"Not really?"

"No, this is just a prevarication, not all the truth."

"What about the facts?"

Who are you? people? What the hell? God? from where? Yellow Springs? nine days?

And how do you want to take this era~www.readwn.com~ and take her to where? Destruction or Rebirth?

This is the answer that Shi Mo wants to know.

"I'm Zhao Wuxie, and I'm not Zhao Wuxie."

At this moment, Zhao Wuxi was very relaxed, like the barber who knew the king's donkey ears. When he told the truth in the tree hole, if the person in front of him was still stubborn, he was a dead person, and a dead person could not reveal the secret.

He smiled brightly, as if the two had met and introduced themselves for the first time, and said to Taishi Mo: "It may be difficult for Taishi to believe that I am from the future, two thousand and five hundred years later!"

PS: Chapter 2 is in the afternoon

(To be continued.)

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