The king does not see the king [Honghuang]

A flash of lightning flashed across the gloomy sky, illuminating thousands of miles around.

Da da da……

The hooves of the healthy horse stepped on the mud, splashing countless mud flowers, and galloped in the rain.

Ji Yizhao looked down at his younger brother in his arms. The little child was shivering slightly in the wet fur, but he didn't say a word. The rain slid down the ends of their hair, but his face was pale and his lips were bruised.

Soon, a fork in the road appeared in front of the two of them.

To the south, far away into another mountain stream, and one to the east, connecting a large plain.

Guanzhi of Dongshengdi Volume [-]: Go out of Tiandu, enter Lingchuan, travel south to Baiyue, and enter Zhuyi in the east.

Without hesitation, he rode his horse eastward and entered the muddy road less than one meter to the east.

The weeds along the way are barren, only a little green, the terrain is high and low, and the vastness in the distance makes him more anxious.

Fortunately, soon, a big river came into view.

"Ah Yao, look, there is Lingchuan in front of us. We can go to a town later and take a hot bath there before going to sleep." Ji Yizhao held the stiff rope with one hand, and touched his brother's little head with the other.

"Brother," the child raised his head, his big black eyes were as moist as water, "your hands are so cold."

"Ah? I'm sorry, Ah Yao, it's my brother's fault, but if you fall asleep now, my brother will be angry." Ji Yizhao withdrew his hand embarrassingly. That's right, this kind of stiff rope that I have been holding for so long in winter, No wonder it's not cold.

"Lingchuan, is that the river that can't be seen that my brother said?" Xiaodouding wanted to turn his head to look, but a gust of cold wind poured into his neck, and he had to retract his neck.

"That's right, when we get there, Ah Yao can have hot soup." Ji Qiyao tried his best to cheer up.

"Brother, I'm the one who dragged you down, right?" the child asked sullenly.

"Ah Yao, what are you talking about?" Ji Yizhao frowned.

"In the story that my brother told, you said that many great heroes were punished miserably when they saved their sons, younger brothers, wives, comrades-in-arms and other messy things. If they don't want these oily bottles, nothing will happen." The child cried, "Brother...will you not want me..."

Ji Yizhao almost vomited blood, and got angry: "What the hell are you thinking!...Ah Yao, I think telling you a bedtime story is a big mistake, I will never do such a thing of digging a hole and burying myself in the future!"

"So brother, don't comfort me, I won't do that kind of thing that keeps me awake!"

"What's wrong with my education!" If it wasn't on the horse, Ji Yizhao really had the urge to kneel down, "Okay, you have so much energy, our evening activities should be changed to word recognition!"

"Don't! Don't!" Ji Qiyao's eyes widened in fright, and he shook his head vigorously, not afraid of the cold wind blowing his neck.

"Then don't even try to sleep with me." Ji Yizhao snorted coldly.

"Hey..." The child in his arms wept softly with grievance.

In the whispered conversation between the two brothers, the horses went up the river, and the outline of a town gradually appeared in the distance.

Ji Yizhao's spirit was lifted, and he rode his horse and galloped over.

The further you go, the clearer the city is. Its terrain is higher. It is a small hill with a height of tens of meters, surrounded by a fairly high earth and stone wall, and a moat is dug under the hill to draw water from the nearby river and lower the suspension bridge. For civilians to come and go, on the hillside, there are row upon row of large and small houses, and pedestrians are in a hurry. A rough calculation shows that there are about [-] households.

In this era, it is considered a second-tier city.

When they arrived at the city gate, the two guards guarded the city, looked at the expensive furs on each other's body, then looked at the healthy horse, and let them in without further ado.

For civilians, nobles have the natural right to kill them without any reason.

Ji Yi summoned him to an inn on the side of the river. The inn was not big, with old wooden walls and thatched roofs. The room only had one table and one table, but it was clean. He made money from a pearl on his hair crown.

The shop owner was very happy, and soon brought wooden barrels of hot water, and said that they would bring clothes to dry soon.

Ji Yizhao breathed a sigh of relief, tested the water temperature, and carried his brother into the bucket.

Although the younger brother was cold, he still cared about the question just now: "Brother, I want to hear a story."

Ji Yizhao's face darkened for the most part: "We'll talk after washing."

"Oh." The younger brother threw himself into his arms, rubbed it hard, and then touched his hair crown with his fleshy little hands, "Brother, there is a hole in your hair crown, it is not good-looking, use my piece of jade Bar."

"They are common people and cannot use jade. Once they are discovered, they will be reduced to slaves." Ji Yizhao said while bathing his younger brother, "If you want to buy things when you go out, you can use shells, which are the most used currency. There is salt, or cloth, and grain, all of which can be exchanged for anything.”

After speaking, he tore off the jade hairpin and threw it aside.

The jet-black long hair fell down, and there was an extreme contrast against the white skin. Xiao Douding reached out to grab a handful, and tugged curiously.

"Don't make trouble, turn around and I'll rub your back."

"Brother, they say that Concubine Xi is the most beautiful woman in the world, they are completely bragging."

"How did you come to this conclusion?" Ji Yizhao asked curiously.

"Brother, you are obviously prettier than her!" Xiaodouding said seriously.

"..."

When he took his younger brother out of the bucket, the shopkeeper had already dried their clothes. Ji Yizhao wrapped his younger brother's clothes before putting him on the mat. Before it is dry, it is scattered at will.

Ji Qiyao had already climbed to the window and set up the window himself.

Then dumbfounded.

Outside the window, the river is rushing, stretching as far as the eye can see, with withered and yellow reeds and wormwood all over the huge shoal for dozens of miles.

"This is the Great River Lingchuan, the largest river in Dongsheng Shenzhou." Ji Yizhao walked to him, "Let's take a rest, find the ferry, and then head westward, and then turn to Nanhuang."

"Listen to brother." But he asked curiously, "brother, why didn't you see your sword?"

"It's better not to see blood when the sword comes out."

The two brothers were talking, but they saw the shopkeeper knocking on the door and asking if the food was ready, would you like to bring it to the room.

Ji Yizhao said yes.

The store quickly came in and exited.

Only two pots of fragrant clay pots and two sets of bowls were left on the table.

When he saw the dishes, Ji Yizhao's expression turned serious, he hummed softly, and hid the sternness in his eyes.

"Brother, it's Chunmu (yellow rice with meat and soy sauce) and Paofu (suckling pig stew)." After eating unsalted barbecue for a few days, Xiao Douding rushed up excitedly.

"Don't move." Ji Yizhao stepped forward to taste a little bit, his five senses were extremely sensitive, and he could judge the raw materials almost instantly, and then said, "Eat it."

"what happened?"

"This is one of the eight treasures. Non-public servants should not eat it. Violators will be punished as conspiracy. It seems that someone knows that we are here. It's okay. Choose to eat. I'm hungry too." Ji Yizhao took the scooped hot rice Give it to my brother.

Ji Qiyao tilted his head and handed over the bowl: "Brother, eat first."

"So cute." Ji Yizhao rubbed his younger brother's head.

"Shaojun is really a brother and friend, which is enviable." A clear voice said suddenly.

I don't know when, a person suddenly appeared outside the door. With Ji Yizhao's keen five senses, I don't know when he will come. He stands quietly in the shadow outside the door, with a jade belt and a high crown, and his facial features are as distinct as sculptures. Confident, with a gentle and friendly smile, like a reunion with friends.

However, even if he is smiling, the faint murderous aura is naturally awe-inspiring.

Ji Yizhao put down his chopsticks and raised his head slightly, with a look of indifference between Qingjun's brows.

He said.

"Xia Jie, long time no see."