Ballad of Tianmen

Looking at the current situation of the two countries, Qin and Chu compete for the world, and it may take as little as one year and as many as three or four years.After the peace, it will take some time to clean up the remaining evils and stabilize the people's hearts.Chu Luo is not a qualified emperor, and he will not be shaken by being a dominator, lustful or profiteering, but ignorance of people, and not making good use of them is a big problem.Chu Wang Luo indulged in elegant affairs and had no intention of governing the country. If he was promoted, he must be some romantic person.His beliefs are not firm and easily shaken, that is, he is easy to listen to the words of villains and courtiers.Chu Feihuan knew all about this, but she had no choice but to do her best to eradicate those threatening people, and put her cronies by Chu Luo's side, so that she could feel at ease when she sent troops.

Yin Wuyi had other ideas in her heart, she came to help Chu Feihuan, Chu Luo was nothing to her.She only hoped that the King of Chu would be seated by Mingjun, so that her selfishness could be satisfied, and Chu Feihuan could be taken to hide in the mountains and forests as soon as possible, without asking about worldly affairs.

"There must be no government in the court... Those who disrupt the country are three. Virtue is not appropriate for their position, merit is not appropriate for their salary, and ability is not appropriate for their officials. They make villains occupy high positions, and the faults of the monarch are also...Teach the people and make them know about propriety, righteousness and shame..."

"You taught him how to be a monarch." Feng Jing drank his wine and said with a smile while sitting on the railing. "Such a small child, you won't understand even if you tell him."

"That's not necessarily true." Yin Wuxin smiled disapprovingly.

"The way to be a king is based on power, technique, and law." Chu Xiang shook his head and said in a childish voice. "I want those courtiers to obey me, to make them surrender at my feet, to gain power in their hands, and to control others well."

"Young master is very ambitious. Are you afraid that it will reach Chu Luo's ears and drag you out to behead you? It's that kind of Ling Chi torture. Cut off pieces of meat just to serve me wine." Feng Jing deliberately frightened him. .

Chu Xiang just frowned, looked at Feng Jing and said, "It hurts too much, this punishment is cruel, and the common people will not be happy."

"What is this?" Feng Jing said with a sneer, "Do you know that the car is cracked? It is to tie a person's head and limbs to five cars, harness the horses, and pull them in different directions, so that the human body is torn apart. Split into five pieces, cut in half, skinned, roasted, etc., children's families, don't be scared to cry at night after hearing these."

"It's so cruel, why didn't Sister Xuancheng abolish this punishment?" Chu Xiang asked.

"When you grow up and have power in your hands, you can abolish it." Feng Jing said jokingly, but she didn't know that her joke was taken to heart.

The book was flipped by the wind, and the young master leaned on the desk, looking at the theories with great interest, and circled and marked with a cinnabar pen every word he encountered.

Yin Wuwu turned the wheelchair, the leaves crumbled under the wheels, the sunlight fell on the ground, piercing through the swaying mottled flower branches, jumping like pieces of gold.The autumn wind filled her bosom, blowing away a ray of melancholy from the bottom of her eyebrows.

The drunken Feng Jing also jumped off the railing.

The little boy raised his head and glanced secretly, then lowered his head obediently, clutching his pen, scratching his ear and cheek.

"Your Highness won't be happy if you do this." Feng Jing said, tipped the wine pot, and the last drop fell on the ground, evaporating in the sunlight little by little.Frowning, her face began to look a little unhappy. "However, the current king is indeed not the material to be the king of Chu." Feng Jing didn't wait for Yin Wuyi's answer, and she said it herself.

"Don't drink too much, help me go out of the city to pick up someone later." Yin Wuyi seemed not to have heard Feng Jing's words, or she didn't want to get entangled in this topic.

Feng Jing nodded, and she tossed the empty flagon in a boring way, the spout caught a flower branch and hung upside down on it. "Who are you going to pick up?"

"Her name is Chi Mu, I'll show you the portrait later." Yin Wuyi replied.

"Who is she?"

"People from Tianmen." Yin Wuyi smiled faintly.There are four envoys under the gate of heaven, and the platinum envoy is called Chi Mu.She originally stayed with Fu Heng of Qin State, but this time she came to Chu State.Of course, Yin Wuyi didn't want to say these words to Feng Jing.I had received a letter from Chi Mu earlier, there must be some important matter and she was asked to come here in person.But this is also good, let her take a look at her legs, these days I can always feel pain unintentionally, but the feeling is fleeting, I thought it was an illusion at first, but now I see it is not.I don't know if it's good or bad.

"By the way, how are your legs doing recently?" Feng Jing followed Yin Wuyi's rotation, and with the eyes that finally fell on her legs, he guessed what she was thinking.She asked a question, and without waiting for Yin Wuwu's answer, she took her hand and took her pulse.

"How?" Yin Wuwu asked calmly.

Feng Jing just smiled and didn't answer.

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Riding the horse to the outside of the city, he looked up at the sky, counted the time with his fingers, and it should be the time Yin Wuyi said.The horse flicked its tail and walked slowly forward.Feng Jing took out the crumpled portrait, looked at it a few more times, remembered the appearance on it, and then put it back.

After waiting for almost a quarter of an hour, inside and outside the city gate, there were old men carrying burdens, women who were cursing, and some housekeepers in carriages, but the one in the portrait was not there.Cursing in her heart, she subconsciously touched the flagon at her waist, but there was nothing under her hand, and then she remembered that the flagon was already empty, and she left it at Yin Wuxin's place.

A cloud of dust rose up ahead, and the horse neighed and raised its hooves.A woman in a yellow shirt looked up at the plaque on the city gate.After Feng Jing saw her face clearly, his thoughts came back, and the man had already rode his horse into the city.I was a little angry at first, but now I also want to test the woman.Feng Jing jumped up from the horse, turned over and stepped on the gray city wall, and was about to press down on the woman on the horseback.

A whip protruded from the back like lightning, as if it had eyes.Feng Jing secretly sighed badly, and drew out the soft sword at his waist to block the oncoming long whip.The whip wrapped around the soft sword and rubbed against the sharp edge, but it was not damaged at all.With a sigh of admiration, following the strength of the whip, Feng Jingren had landed firmly on the open space beside the woman.

"Who are you?" The woman in the yellow shirt scolded coldly.

Feng Jing didn't answer, and only slowly took out the portrait when the whip came towards his face again.

"Miss asked you to come?" You can tell at a glance whose handwriting the portrait is from.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Chi Mu, I'm Feng Jing." Seeing that the man recognized him, Feng Jing said with a smile and cupped her hands.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." She replied very coldly.

"For the sake of waiting for you so hard, should Miss Chi Mu buy me a drink?"

Chi Mu really didn't understand the person who made the request, but in the end, he followed her to the restaurant and had a few drinks by himself. This person seemed to be completely drunk.Obviously she was the one who picked her up, but in the end she asked other people to find the way to Xuancheng Academy, dragging this burden.

"Go east." Once inside, Feng Jing opened his misty eyes and muttered.

That was not Yin Wuxin's bamboo courtyard.Chi Mu looked at this unfamiliar environment, and could only follow the drunken Feng Jing's guidance a few times.In a small courtyard ahead, petals fell to the ground. A woman in a water-blue dress was holding a chess piece in her hands, talking and laughing with a young scholar.

"Is it here?" Chi Mu asked suspiciously.

"It's right here." He almost squeezed these four words out between his teeth, put his hands on Chi Mu's waist, and wiped her hair, Feng Jing closed his eyes, and his whole body was almost limp on her body.

Chi Mu, who doesn't know the situation, can only move forward.

The unfamiliar footsteps creaked on the ground covered with flowers.

Cang Lan only looked back, her eyes turned cold instantly, she squeezed a chess piece in her hand, and knocked it on the board suddenly, causing the other chess pieces to jump from their original positions.

"Feng Jing is drunk again." Gu Huaizhou was taken aback by this movement. He was still thinking about the next step, but this time he raised his head, shook his head and said helplessly.