As one of the several great princes of Jin, the Zhi clan has always been a wonderful existence. As one of the three Xun clans, he came from the same clan as the Zhongxing clan and the Fan clan, but he sided with the Zhao clan during the civil strife in Jin. It is clear that the family was prosperous and powerful in the past, but it has been suppressed by the Zhao family, which was almost exterminated in the past for decades.

Standing in front of Zhishi's mansion, looking at this seemingly splendid mansion and the familiar lintel, Xia Yu felt somewhat emotional. In Xia Yu's time and space, the owner of this mansion was finally killed by Zhao Zhifu's son. The head was made into a wine vessel, and here, Zhiyao, the last ruler of Jin who ruled for a hundred years, was just an inconspicuous heir at this time.

With Zhiyao's death, the three families of Han, Zhao and Wei were divided into Jin Dynasty, the Spring and Autumn Period ended, and the Warring States Period began.

An era is over.

The bronze civilization that had lasted for thousands of years in the land of China, and the glorious civilization that belonged to the slave system have completely fallen.

Quietly looking at this mansion belonging to the Zhi family, quietly recalling his experience in "National War" in which Zhiqing was in charge of the Zhi family and finally ascended to the ruling throne of the Jin country. Xia Yu smiled. Speaking of which:

Young people don't know what it means to be sad, so they forcefully express their sorrow in order to write new words.

Now I know all the sorrows, but I say it's a cool autumn.

All kinds of previous love, it seems like a lifetime away.

Xia Yu asked herself, if she went home at this time, would she still be the timid nerd who devoted all her attention to games, or would she be satisfied with barely enough food and clothing, a high-end computer and fun games.

He doesn't know the answer.

Perhaps Xia Yu had been standing in front of Zhi's mansion for too long. Maybe Xia Yu and his party's chariots and horses were different from ordinary scholars, more luxurious, and the servants guarding the gate finally couldn't bear it anymore. One of them stepped forward. Come, salute Xia Yu and his party, and said, "May I ask who are you?"

This servant of the Zhi Clan was very humble. Zhao Zhifu summoned the feudal lords to form an alliance on a whim, and invited scholars from all over the world to enter Jin. There may be ministers of some country on the carriage, or current academics, or wise men known all over the world.

As the ministers of the overlord country, the Zhao family, the Han family, the Wei family, and the Zhi family have many people seeking to see them these days. Academics intend to promote their own theories, and there is an endless stream of contacts.

Of course, with so many people, the ministers of the overlord country are also very busy, and it is impossible to see everyone. As the most powerful families in the world today, a sneeze will make those small country monarchs fight against each other, whether it is The Zhao family, the Han family, the Wei family, and the Zhi family are all qualified to ignore irrelevant people, but as domestic servants, they don't have that much face. They are still quite respectful to many people who ask for an interview. If you really offend important people, the life of a servant is worthless, but if it is used by the owner as a gift to make amends, it is worthless.

Originally, during this period of time, the Japanese capital was noisy with people, and many people came to the Zhi family's mansion to seek an audience. Although the rituals and music in the world are broken, after all, the ritual and music civilization has invaded the princes for hundreds of years, and has unconsciously become a part of life. It is a natural habit, for example, when meeting someone with a higher status, first find a guest, that is, a middleman to "explore the way" first, and then come to visit after being introduced by the middleman. This is the basic etiquette.

The strange thing about this servant of the Zhi family is that he has never heard that the old man ordered a distinguished guest to come to the house today, and this person came to the house to get some fresh air before any guests, so he just stood outside the house like this, and... the leader is really It's good to see that they don't look like ordinary people. What are these people doing?

Having doubts in his heart, the servant stepped forward to ask questions, and continued: "Foreign scholars who come to Jin, please go to the executive government, and there will be a welcoming hotel for you." Zhao Zhifu invited scholars from all over the world to enter Jin, so naturally A place for people to eat and live, the so-called guest house is the place where scholars come to Jin to receive food and accommodation. The servant guessed that these people might be scholars who entered the Jin Dynasty and went to the wrong place.

Xia Yu glanced at the servant of the Zhi family who came over to greet him, and also bowed back, saying: "Please tell me, Yan Guo is here to ask to see the Zhi family's heir."

The servant's expression was serious, the envoy of a country represents the monarch, and his status is valuable, so naturally he should treat each other with solemn etiquette, but... the servant glanced up and down Xia Yu and his party. One person's face was dull, and he didn't speak a word, and the other person pressed his sword with his hand, with a murderous aura on his body, like a general, and there were several followers behind him.

These people are envoys?Why can't I see the token of the scepter?Are they really envoys and not assassins?

The servant was puzzled, but echoed the servant's guess, the leader of the extremely good-looking man pulled out the sword at his waist, and saw a silver light flash, the servant felt his arm was cold, and a sleeve had been cut off. fall.

The Zhi family's mansion here is also very tightly guarded. When guards with swords saw a visitor draw their swords, they surrounded them one after another, staring at Xia Yu and his party vigilantly.

After Xia Yu swung his sword, he put the sword back into its sheath, handed the sword to the servant, and said, "Please report to Qingyao, the heir of the Zhi family, that the kingdom of Yan has come to send Xia Yu to ask for an audience, with the Wuyang sword in his arms, and take fifty thousand heads of barbarians from Zhongshan." Send you off."

The servant glanced at the sword Xia Yu handed over, hesitating slightly, finally felt that these people were not like Xuchang people, took the sword, turned back to discuss with the elder Yingbin whether to report to the master.

Xia Yu and his party were surrounded by Zhi's sword-wielding guards. Xia Yu stood with his hands behind his back, calm and calm, and regarded the besieged warriors as nothing.

After a while, the elders in charge of Zhishi's mansion ordered these warriors to retreat, walked to Xia Yu and bowed and saluted, saying: "My lord invites guests into the mansion."

Xia Yu returned the salute and followed Zhi's family into the mansion.

As soon as Xia Yu entered Zhishi's mansion, a sense of familiarity came over his face. It was almost the same as the Zhishi's mansion where he "lived" in the game.

Following Zhi's family's old turn and turn to a hidden courtyard, he heard loud laughter and said, "Isn't it polite for the prince of Yan to show his face so much?"

Xia Yu followed the sound and saw that the man who made the sound was tall and tall, with a long beard, and in his majesty, there was a bit of elegance that belonged to a scholar-bureaucrat.

This is the last spring and autumn nobleman, with a unique flavor belonging to this era.

When the people of the later generations read the history of World War I and World War II, they were full of admiration and lamented that the "nobles" of Western countries took the initiative to serve in the army during the war. They forgot that there was a time when Chinese nobles mounted their horses and became officers, and they could recite poems when they got off their horses. , there was an era when people admired masculinity and also infiltrated the elegance of ritual, music, poetry and calligraphy.

Bronze-cast civilization, the last overlord is in power, the last spring and autumn aristocrat——Zhiyao, who is still in the prime of life at this time, raises his eyebrows and smiles at the king, saying: "Xia Yu, you are a rare guest."

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