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After a while, a bronze sword about forty centimeters long appeared in front of King Chu Zhao.

King Chu Zhao picked it up, snorted a sword flower very skillfully, and then walked to the martial arts training platform not far away.

Lianwutai was originally called Guanjiaotai, which was the place where King Chu Ling, the uncle of King Chu Zhao, led the nobles to watch the dance.

That place is an open-air platform, and it is the second highest place in the majestic Zhanghua Palace.

King Chu Zhao took off the crown and leaked out a refined broken red suit, which was decorated with birds and beasts, plum bamboo Lanzhi, just like Jia Baoyu's outfit in the later TV series "Dream of Red Mansions", it seemed that his whole person was ruddy and heroic.

The guards of the Chu State guarding the Zhanghua Palace seem to have long been accustomed to the dress of King Chu Zhao.

King Chu Zhao began to practice his sword in the martial arts platform, his sword was sometimes fast and slow, sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle, and every move was flowing and fluttering.

The red-robed generals who were always guarding King Chu Zhao behind him all looked at this scene with reverence.

At this moment, a woman with luxurious and graceful palace makeup walked over, only to see her black and thick hair with a crown of gold and phoenix, and her body full of jewels and jade, which set off her scorching beauty.

When the red-robed generals saw her, they saluted, but she stretched out her hand and motioned for them to stop making a noise.

The generals just stood behind him respectfully, and the graceful and luxurious woman was none other than Meng Ying, who was wearing a tight red dress and dancing the sword for King Chuping in the midst of the hundred flowers, but she was old now.

But even if she is old, she can still see her chic sword dancing in her momentum.

Meng Ying looked at the graceful man on the martial arts training platform, and his eyes revealed incomparable relief and love.

That person was her son, and there was Xiong Zhen, the only hope and hope for her man's life after the death of King Chuping.

Xiong Zhen inherited the throne before he was ten years old, and soon after inheriting the throne, the Qi State attacked the Chu State with a large army, Meng Ying thought that the beloved son could not bear such a big national disaster, but in the end, the beloved son faced the situation and did not panic, killed Fei Wuji Nangwa and other traitors, rehabilitated the Yin Wan case, and reused Shen Baoxu, Zixi, Ziqi and others.

Meng Ying was dazzled by all this, he didn't expect that Aiko had such courage and wisdom, you must know that Aiko was just ten years old at that time, and ten years old was an age when a child in a leaky crotch pants played.

In the world, there may be only that son-in-law who can be compared to his son, but in careful comparison, that son-in-law is still not as good as his son.

If his son-in-law was facing the siege of hundreds of thousands of troops at the age of ten and other great positions, could he be so calm and bold enough to issue a series of decrees?

Meng Ying looked at the beloved son who was dancing the sword on the stage and looked even more kind, perhaps the proudest thing in his life is to have such a son!

Swish!

King Chu Zhao had Xiong Zhen practiced until he sweated slightly before he put away his sword, he turned his head and was about to go back, when he saw his mother, and hurriedly walked up and said, "Mother, why are you here?" ”

Ying Meng took a brocade to wipe the sweat off his forehead for his son: "Zhen'er, the weather is bad today, don't practice swords like today in the future."

Youxiong Zhen smiled and comforted Meng Ying: "Mother, the child is used to it, if you don't practice for a day, the whole body will be uncomfortable."

Meng Ying said angrily: "You, it's not that your mother doesn't let you practice swords, she just hopes that you will practice on a day when the weather is good."

There was a bear who sneered, and his face became more ruddy.

"Oh, mother, speaking of which, the child plans to go to Jingshan in a few days, and go there to visit Master Shenbao, what do you think?" There is a bear Zhen who looks humbly at his mother.

Meng Ying thought for a while, patted the back of Xiong Zhen's hand and said, "Zhen'er, since Shen Baoxu doesn't want to accept your high-ranking officials, it's useless for you to go to him again."

Xiong Zhen said: "Mother, the child knows, but the child's musician Huzi said such a sentence, the child feels very reasonable, he said that sincerity, Jin Shi opened it"

"The child believes that as long as the child is sincere, Master Shen Bao will definitely dispel the deepest doubts in his heart"

Meng Ying frowned when she heard this, so many years of experience in her political career told her that the purpose of her beloved son's trip was by no means as simple as it seemed.

What's more, the report of the prince of Qi Guo Tu entering the Yingdu has long been presented in front of Aiko, but now Aiko is turning a blind eye and is going to Jingshan instead, isn't this obviously avoiding something?

It's just that Aiko has grown up, and his wisdom and political skills are no longer understandable to a woman like herself, and she doesn't say anything more at the moment, just takes Aiko's hand and walks to the temple.

Jingshan, a valley, with towering bamboo forests, and a plum garden through the bamboo forest.

The back of a thin old man with wide shirts and big sleeves came into view, and I saw that he was full of white hair and a shawl, and his back was straight, which looked like a sharp sword straight into the plum blossom bush from a distance.

He sat in the small world of plum blossoms, drawing on the yellowed paper with a hard pen.

Not far from him is a row of clean thatched houses.

At this moment, a man with a face like a dragon hurriedly walked through the bamboo forest into the plum garden, and he came to the old man with white hair: "Master, the son has entered Chu."

The old man stopped with the brush in his hand when he heard this, but then continued to paint.

"Zigao, what do you think of the old man's painting?" The old man finished drawing, put the pen on the side of the desk, blew the ink on the paper, and said to the man beside him who looked like a dragon.

The man leaned over and looked closely, only to see distant mountains, bamboo forests, thatched houses, plum blossoms, chickens, and phoenixes painted on the yellowed paper.

The dragon-faced man exclaimed: "The artistic conception of the master's painting is becoming more and more unfathomable!" ”

Hearing this, the old man glanced at the man and said, "Zigao, although this painting is good, there is something missing. ”

"Something's missing?" The man's eyebrows furrowed, and at this moment, he saw the old man pick up a soft pen and dip the ink in the blank space on the right side of the drawing paper.

The man read the words and said: "In the poor countryside, there are chickens and phoenixes." The phoenix is a big chicken, competing for the branches. If you ask whether to keep the chicken or the phoenix, kill the phoenix and take the chicken soil".

The old man took out the seal, and then stamped it fiercely.

"Shen Zhuliang, pass on the name of the old man, kill the phoenix!" The old man suddenly turned his head to look at the man with a dragon's face, and shouted in a deep voice.

When the man heard this, he clenched his fists and saluted: "Yes."

Watching the man leave, the old man kicked over the desk in front of him, and the ink on the desk was immediately sprayed on the white plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms were suddenly dirty.

"Childe, don't blame the old man for being ruthless"

"The old man is old"

"No way!"

"You're a phoenix, so you must die"

……

"For the sake of the future of the Chu State, even if the old man is scolded and despicable by the world, even if the future is popular to dig up my ancestral grave of Shen Baoxu"

"The old man also thinks it's worth it!"

……

"If you can be killed by the old man's people this time, the old man will definitely kill himself in front of your corpse to thank the world"

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