Jiu Rao stared at the willows by the lake, and the breeze blew across the water, bringing up a circle of sparkling ripples.

"The tenth day of the seventh month?" The voice is immature and light.

Feng Wu nodded: "Yes." ”

Turning his head to look at Jiuwei, Jiu Rao said, "Can we start with the witch queen?" ”

Jiuwei nodded slowly.

Jiu Rao asked Feng Wu again: "Where is Ji Huangyu, the fourth prince of Southern Xinjiang, being held now?" ”

"The Priest's Palace." Feng Wu replied, "In five days, he will be burned at the stake, and he will stay in the priest's hall for these days, and from today onwards, under the personal supervision of the high priest, the attendants of the priest's hall will serve him to bathe and burn incense, cleanse his body and mind, and repent to the gods." ”

The burning at the stake in southern Xinjiang was only for sinners who had offended the gods, and most of the time it was used to execute people in the royal family and priesthood.

Bathing and burning incense, repenting for five days, only to show piety.

Jiu Rao was silent for a moment and said, "Is there any other news?" ”

"In addition to the priest's hall, southern Xinjiang has always attached importance to the status of military generals." Feng Wudao, "The Southern Xinjiang military generals are headed by the left and right generals, and they are all the same products. The left general Wu Chun was responsible for guarding the royal city, and the right general Mo Xian was guarding the border passes. ”

Left and right generals?

Jiu Rao's eyebrows moved slightly, the generals on the left and right are all military generals, and the Wu clan dominates southern Xinjiang, followed by the four major families, and there should also be a conflict of interests between these two generals.

"The left and right generals each have a daughter, and the daughter of the left general Wu Chun is named Wu Dan, who is eleven years old this year. Mo Xian, the daughter of the right general Mo Xian, is twelve years old this year, and the two girls both like Ji Huangyu, and they used to be jealous of this. ”

Jiu Rao was silent for a moment, and said to Jiu Wei: "Eleven or twelve-year-old girls have reached the time when their love is beginning to open? ”

Because she herself is so young, although she has read the so-called love in the book, she also knows that it is normal for a girl to like a beautiful and talented young man.

But about love and love, she really doesn't feel much.

If she were an adult now, she would probably sigh that the girls in southern Xinjiang were really precocious, and she had someone she liked at the age of eleven or twelve, but she herself was not very old, and of course she would not think how small a twelve-year-old girl was.

It's hard to tell how much so-called liking can make people do.

How much can you like it?

What can be done for this relationship?

However, this question is asked by Jiuwei, which is obviously playing the piano to the cow.

Jiuwei looked at her silently for a moment, completely unsure of how to answer.

He is young and emotionally weak, where can he know how much he can do for many parties by liking one person?

The corners of Jiurao's mouth twitched, and she turned her head to look at Tianshu: "Tianshu, do you like me?" ”

Tianshu nodded, without the slightest hesitation.

"How much do you like it?" Jiu Rao asked again, out of pure curiosity, "Are you willing to die for me?" ”

Tianshu frowned slightly, but he was not bothered by this question, and quickly nodded: "If I really have to face such a choice one day, I am willing to die for Your Majesty." ”

He is Chu Tianshu, who learned from Uncle Regent, and his future duty is to protect His Majesty.

Although Uncle Regent had said that the duty of the Xuan Yin Guards was to protect the lord, not to die for the master, so their skills must be strong enough to make the enemy fearful.

But nothing in this world is absolute.

If one day, they are really in danger, facing a choice between life and death, he will die for His Majesty, and he will never frown.