Zhao Wuxian turned around, and when he saw Dong Anyu, the white-haired old man, the sad look on his face immediately turned into happiness, he quickly stepped down from the main seat, took Dong Anyu's hand, and led him to the upper left: "Father, why are you here?" ”

Zhao Wuxian was stimulated when he was a child, so he was left with a stammering disease, and later when Huang Chi met the alliance, he witnessed his father Zhao Ying being killed by Lu Di, and was stimulated again, and from that day on, his stuttering was cured.

So he didn't have any symptoms of stuttering when he spoke.

Dong Anyu is the minister of state, but due to old age and frailty, Zhao Wuxian led the army to the west, and he was afraid of damaging him, so he left him in the national capital and ran the country's affairs, but now that Dong Anyu appeared unexpectedly, how could he not be shocked?

Dong Anyu naturally saw the subtle changes in Zhao Wuxian's expression in his heart, he understood that Zhao Wuxian was afraid that he would be worried and anxious, so he showed a stable face for the current war situation, he was moved in his heart, seeing that the corners of Zhao Wuxian's eyes had boiled bloodshots, his heart was slightly sour, and he patted Zhao Wuxian's arm and said: "My king, although the people of Qi are here, but my big Zhao has 300,000 soldiers, and the lord is bright and virtuous, and he is not afraid of him Qi country."

"Father" Zhao Wuxian heard Dong Anyu's words, and his momentum was shocked, yes, why should he Zhao Wuxian be afraid of Qi State? He has 300,000 soldiers, virtuous courtiers, and generals who can fight well and are brave and loyal, why should he be afraid of the Qi State?

Qi country?

Zhao Wuxian's mind couldn't help flashing that when he was a child, he made him look up at the handsome man with dimples, he was so calm, so chic, so heroic, oh even his sparse stubble was good-looking!

Zhao Wuxian knew that he was never afraid of Qi Guo, what he was afraid of was that man, Lu Di!

He saved him back then, and he treated his mother regardless of dirt and etiquette, and he gave him great opportunities in life, but it brought him countless pains.

It was him, it was him, Lu Di, who made him witness his father's death, and it was that sword, the sword that was still bleeding in many midnight dreams, that was inserted into his father's chest.

Zhao Wuxian loves Lu Di, but he also hates Lu Di, just like when he saw his father killed by Lu Di during the Battle of the Worm Prison, he swore and choked up:

"From today on, my Zhao State and Qi State are enemies, if you don't die, I Zhao Wuxian won't live"

"I, Zhao Wuxian, the new lord of Zhao State, declare to the world: The hatred of Zhao State, the people of Zhao State will not forget, will never forget!"

Zhao Wuxian's dark eyes flickered, whether he admitted it or not, he knew in his heart that he lived in the shadow of that person, just like a small sapling born under a towering tree.

If a towering tree does not fall, it is impossible for a small sapling to grow.

Zhao Wuxian recalled his past, when he was a child, he lived in the shadow of that cold-blooded mother, when he was a teenager, he lived in the shadow of that incompetent father, and now he Zhao Wuxian can no longer live in the shadow of others, yes, no!

Lu Di is talented, what's wrong?

No matter how strong the Qi country is, what's wrong?

He didn't believe that talent would always make Lu Di wise, and he didn't believe that God had always been attached to Lu Di and gave him boundless luck.

He didn't believe that if he was strong, he would always crush the weak, and he didn't believe that he Zhao was not stronger than Qi.

A clenched fist is the most powerful.

The current Zhao country, his Zhao country, is a clenched fist!

Zhao Wuxian was full of confidence at the moment, and the corners of his mouth finally leaked a heartfelt smile, but the next moment his stomach was rumbling in embarrassment.

Dong Anyu smiled lovingly when he saw this, he seemed to have expected it, he untied a small package from the belt of his clothes, and spread it on the table: "My king, here is your favorite steamed camelina cabbage."

Zhao Wuxian was overjoyed when he heard this, like a child, he hurriedly tore off the burden, and without washing his hands, he grabbed the steamed shepherd's cabbage and put it in his mouth.

When the taste of shepherd's cabbage entered Zhao Wuxian's mouth, he closed his eyes, that familiar taste, that kind of taste that he would never forget, he seemed to return to his childhood, he took a bamboo basket and followed his mother to dig shepherd's cabbage in the field......

Dong Anyu watched Zhao Wuxian gobble up, tears hung in the corners of his eyes, his old eyes were also pantothenic, and he sobbed: "My king, eat slowly!" Also, there's ......"

The starlight lingers in the high moon, and the Milky Way hangs in the nine heavens.

Lu Di didn't fall asleep that night, because Lu Di received a letter from Bai Guo.

This letter was written to him by Bai Longlegs, and in addition to the endless thoughts, there were still thoughts left in the letter.

The longing is unforgettable.

Lu Di took the letter and read it over and over again, the Qi characters on the letter were not beautiful, and even very ugly, but in Lu Di's opinion, this was the most beautiful word in the world.

Because Lu Di knew that Bai Changjiao didn't know words before, let alone Qi characters.

He knew that Bai Longleg was learning, and he was learning for him.

Looking up at the stars, the moonlight was bright, and Lu Di, who was not confused, had tears in the corners of his eyes at the moment, and he seemed to have returned to the campsite of the bonfire, singing and dancing, and then he was tied up and pulled to the tree house.

Thoughts poured in, Lu Di wiped away her tears with the corner of her clothes, and mocked herself: "I'm really old, I love at every turn!" ”

"It's just, are you okay?"

"You're old now, aren't you?"

"Did you turn gray hair?"

"Is my son still so reckless?"

"Does he look like you or like me?"

……

"Long legs, don't worry, wait for Tu, you must wait for Tu, give Tu another ten years, ten years at most, Qi State will open the road to Bai Guo, and at that time, you and I can meet again"

Lu Di stood quietly in the moonlight, looking at the west, as if that gaze could penetrate the majestic Taihang and reach the mouth of the pot, the haunting Bai Di Village, he was thinking wildly, the night wind blew his beard, blowing his sideburns that seemed to start to dye frost.

I have to admit that Lu Di is also old.

The two tabby dogs whined and barked, lying on the ground, their eyes eerily bright in the night!

The soldiers who kept vigil continued to patrol the law, and they looked at the back of Lu Di, the great king of their own family, and no one dared to disturb him, but their eyes looked at it with great respect and adoration.

Zhao Wuxian, Lu Di, did not fall asleep, and Ji Muhua, the monarch of Zhongshan Kingdom, had never fallen asleep.

Zhongren City, the capital of Zhongshan Kingdom.

In this city, there is a high mountain, which is the place where Zhongshan Kingdom was founded, and it is also the origin of the name of Zhongshan Kingdom.

The high mountain is not high, about 20 zhang. There are a group of magnificent wooden buildings, where is the ancestral hall of Zhongshan Kingdom, and it is also the place where Zhongshan Kingdom worships every year.

Ji Muhua walked up the stairs on crutches and limped to the ancestral hall.

Since he was cut off a piece of thigh meat by Zhao Wuxian Yige that day, he has been lame, but he does not secretly complain that he is lame, but is grateful because he is still alive.

As long as he lives, he has a chance to move back into the situation.

Next to the ancestral hall stood two huge bronze rhinoceros inlaid with gold and jade, the rhinoceros was very mighty and very weird, because he had two wings.

On the back of the rhinoceros is the place where the oil is kept, and the oil is burning at the moment.

The heavy door of the ancestral hall was pushed open. Ji Muhua walked in, and the sound of his walking, thump, because the crutches hit the red-painted hardwood floor, it would make this sound.

"Ancestors and ancestors, Mu Hua is not filial, your inheritance will be cut off in my hands" Ji Muhua fell to his knees with a thud, and cried on the ground.

In the ancestral hall, there was silence and sound, just the echo of Ji Muhua's crying.

Ji Muhua knew that his country was in a catastrophe this time, but he didn't want to give up, yes, he didn't want to give up, but what if he didn't want to give up, the last three cities had been besieged for more than three months, and the grain and grass in reserve were running out.

Stubborn will?

No matter how stubborn your will is, you will be defeated by a hungry stomach.

Ji Muhua didn't know how long he cried, he finally stopped crying, and he pulled out a wooden box from under the table where the tablet of the gods dedicated to the ancestors was enshrined.

Blowing the dust off the box and wiping it off with his sleeve, he took a key from his waist and opened it against the lock.

There are no rare treasures in the chest, just a lot of miscellaneous items.

Ji Muhua took out one, it was a jade, and the jade was carved with a woman from Zhongshan Kingdom.

The woman wore a bun of sheep's horns, a dress with a round neck, and her feet were bare, but she wore a jade ring, and in her hand she held a whip for shepherding sheep and horses.

Ji Muhua looked at the woman's loving smile at him, his eyes were sour, and tears dripped on the humanoid jade carving, he saw it, hurriedly wiped away the tears on the jade, and muttered: "Sister Shepherd, you can't shed tears!" ”

After carefully wiping the humanoid jade clean, Ji Muhua carefully placed her on the shiny floor.

Then Ji Muhua took out a miscellaneous object from the box, this miscellaneous object was a little strange, it was a wooden dog, oh no, it didn't look like a dog, it was a unicorn.

Ji Muhua took the wooden unicorn, carefully opened the wooden unicorn's mouth, and then gently twisted the key in the unicorn's mouth, and suddenly the wooden unicorn moved.

Ji Muhua smiled, and put the wooden unicorn next to the humanoid jade with great satisfaction, and then he put his hand into the wooden box again.

This time I took out a belly pocket, which was not large, it seemed to be worn by infants and young children, and it was embroidered with rhinoceros and bats, which meant strength and blessing.

Ji Muhua tore it open, touched it with his hand for a long time, then took his belly pocket and tried it on himself again, counting it as a comparison, and then shook his head slightly and sighed: "Time makes me grow, but it also makes me lose."

Ji Muhua didn't use the word widow to call himself, because he didn't want to be lonely when there was no one. He folded his belly pocket and placed it next to the wooden unicorn.

Ji Muhua's wooden box was like a huge treasure trove, and he took out a lot of incredible things from it.

Looking at the collections in front of him that had grown with him, Ji Muhua stretched out his arms, hugged them in his arms, and then curled up on the shiny hardwood floor, silent, and then sobbed.

At this time, in the ancestral hall, the oil lamp flickered, and the ancestors and gods of Zhongshan Kingdom stood quietly on the table, as if they were looking at Ji Muhua in front of him.

"I'm about to lose the country, am I going to lose you too?"

"Oh no, I'm so stupid, I've lost you!"

Ji Muhua didn't know how long it took, he walked out of the ancestral hall, at this moment he was dressed in a military uniform, wearing a horned helmet on his head, although he was still limping when he walked, but his chest was extremely straight, he stood on Zhongren Mountain, looking down on the national capital, looking down on his country.

"I, Ji Muhua, will use my remnants to defend my country!"

"Zhao Guoren, come on"

"Qi people, come on"

Ji Muhua pulled out the saber at his waist and plunged straight into the sky.