Don't steal a man from me

After the First World War in Chongjiang, King Song Wei fell ill. Prince City returned from Chu and informed King Song Wei of the alliance of King Chu.

King Song Wei, who was sick on the bed, had a haggard face, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, and his face was so thin that his cheekbones were raised high. , sighed and said: "Heaven is going to kill me!"

Prince Cheng frowned, he was very dissatisfied with his father saying such unlucky words.

Song Weiwang's long sigh seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he curled up in the embroidered quilt and coughed violently.

Prince Cheng hastily stepped forward and patted him on the back to comfort him.King Song Wei rested for a while, and after recovering, he waved his hand to Prince City, motioning for him to help him sit up.

Prince Cheng didn't dare to be negligent, he hurriedly supported King Song Wei's armpit and slowly supported him against the bed.

King Song Wei drank some water with the spoon handed over by Prince City, he turned his head to look out the window, and remained silent for a long time.When Prince City was about to leave, King Wei of Song said in a hoarse voice, "The three kingdoms of Chen, Ji, and Song Wei were originally the three nobles of Qin..."

Prince Cheng raised his eyebrows. It is well known that the three families of Chen, Ji, and Song Wei were divided into Qin Dynasty in the 40 years of King Shang Kao. Why did his father bring up this old story at this time?

King Song Wei was still looking at the sprouting tree branches outside the window, and his hoarse and intermittent voice came: "Qin State was once the overlord of the Central Plains. Whoever is strong will have the right to speak, and the Qin State was at its peak during the reign of Duke Wen of Qin, and the Qin State's army was even more invincible."

"In such a country, the Chinese army will be a position second only to the monarch. Qin has a total of more than 30 Chinese military commanders, Zhao, Han, Xun, Shi, Luan, Wei, Chen , Ji, and Song Wei. These ten clans each served as generals in a certain period of time."

"The Chinese generals not only have a great influence on the battlefield, but also have great political influence in the country of Qin. Therefore, the several major families have launched endless open and secret battles for the position of the Chinese generals. Hundreds of years of bloodshed and regime change."

Prince City shivered, "Hundreds of years of turmoil, regime change" Father and King just used a simple sentence, but how many bones and innocent souls are behind it, Prince City shudders just thinking about it.

A dim flame flickered in King Song Wei's eyes, he coughed violently, Prince Cheng hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back.

King Wei of Song recovered his strength and continued: "The dispute between the Zhao family and the Han family was the first competition between the Qin family for the position of the Chinese army. The Han family won the victory, and the Zhao family was wiped out. The clan didn't know how to restrain their edge, but instead made enemies everywhere, so the Han clan also encountered the same fate as the Zhao clan. Exterminate the clan. The subsequent Shi clan, Luan clan and other clans also followed in the footsteps of the previous clans."

"The position of a general in the Chinese army represents power and a symbol of status. The major clans in the state of Qin compete with each other, chaotically coaxing you to sing "I'll come on stage." The purpose of the big families is the same, that is to expand their own power, compete for the position of the central army, and some even want to replace Qin Jun. The long-term multi-party games and open and secret fights between the clans not only directly lead to the rise and fall of the clan, but also lead to the rise and fall of the clan. It exhausted the vitality of this great country in the Central Plains."

King Song Wei took a breath, and Prince City saw tears flowing from King Song Wei's turbid eyes and rolling down his vicissitudes of face. Prince City will never forget his father's eyes at that time and the last words he said ——

"While the generals of the Chinese army brought honor and power to these clans, they also brought them the fate of perdition and defeat. Amidst the uproarious noises, the big clans came on stage after singing and I gradually calmed down. None of the proud clans had the last laugh. In the chaotic world of swords, swords, and wars, the Chen, Song, Wei, and Ji families survived the open and secret struggles. Qin State has since perished, and its fate will be determined by these three families. , but none of us thought that the greater the power, the greater the burden on our shoulders. We survived in the shadow of swords and swords, carve up Qin, and each is king, but we did not expect that this era is more cruel to welcome us The bloody wind."

After King Song Wei said these words, he closed his eyes forever. At the last moment of his life, he understood the mystery of power change, but it was too late. In Game of Thrones, he was unable to control the ship Song Weiguo. In the end, he quietly sank into the endless vortex in the precarious wind and rain. At least, he didn't have to see the day when Song Wei was destroyed. This is the greatest gift that God gave him.

"Father——" the cry of Prince City came from Song Wei Palace, everything in the future was waiting for the young prince to experience, but at that time no one was with him to protect him from the wind and rain up.

In Wangji, the dark clouds in the sky were gloomy and oppressive, adding a sense of dullness and depression to Wangji, which covers an area of ​​[-] kilometers.

This is the No.30 year of King Shangyou's reign. He wears heavy and gorgeous royal clothes all day long and carries the twelve-pronged crown that symbolizes the prince of Shang. It still stands on the Chariot and Horse Square outside the palace, but because the feudal states have not come to pay tribute for many years, each of the nine tripods has already been full of dust, and the tripod surface is not as bright as it was in the time of King Shang Cheng.

In the Palace of the Son of Heaven, those old royal utensils have been covered with a thick layer of dust because no one takes care of them. The few maids are already old. They sit on the steps in front of the palace and doze off, thinking about During the prosperous days of singing and dancing, and the pilgrimage of the princes, the royal chariot was rusty because it had not been used for a long time, and the shaft wood was also eaten away by insects. This dynasty is like an old man who is dying of old age, and it is time for him to sleep.

King Shangyou sat down on the steps under the throne, his hair and beard were already gray, and his eyes gradually dimmed, but none of the princes and kings noticed the emperor who was still lingering in the king's body, and he himself almost forgot that he was this The supreme ruler of the world.

A muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and a tripod outside the palace collapsed for some unknown reason. The sound was like a landslide, shaking the whole palace faintly. King Shangyou was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground and kept praying ancient prayers , His emaciated body was buried in the heavy royal clothes, trembling unceasingly.

Except for the royal clothes, in fact, he is just an ordinary old man, and no one in the princes knew that this old man passed away in panic and sorrow like that.

In the spring of the following year, Prince Shang, who was only 13 years old, came to the throne. He was known as King Zhou Lie in history.

In the spring of the first year of King Zhou Lie, after the plowing ceremony of the state of Chu ended, the farmers all went to the farmland to work. From time to time, the voices of peasant women calling for their husbands to eat and the voices of peasants singing could be heard from the fields.

The thawed river gurgles in the canals, and the oriole sings happily on the tree branches. Everything indicates that this year will be another year of good weather and abundant grains for Chu.

The Chu envoy stationed in Mo has returned from Mo, and is now reporting to the king in the side hall of the Chu Palace.

"No more? Did Mr. Zhaowen just explain these things?" Chu Yunqi looked through the bamboo slips, maps, and letter papers over and over again, but he couldn't find a single word that wrote about missing himself. It's an official language, Chu Yunqi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The Chu envoy stationed in Mo took a cautious look at Chu Yunqi, bowed his hands and saluted, "Go back to my king, Mr. Zhaowen repeatedly told the ministers to hand over a lot of these to my king. He didn't mention other things."

Chu Yunqi gave a displeased "tsk", he waved his hand and said, "I know, Aiqing has been exhausted all the way, so go back home to rest as soon as possible."

"Thank you, my king, for your concern." The envoy bowed his hands and saluted before exiting the side hall.

Chu Yunqi frowned, flipped through the bamboo slips over and over again, sighed for a long time, took the ink brush placed beside the desk, and wrote on the silk paper: Mr. Zhaowen is a busy man who works for the country and the people , There are so many things going on every day that you don't even have time to think about others!The widow has received what you asked the envoy to bring, and Mr. Zhaowen is missing the most important thing—why don’t you say you miss me?The widow is very angry, Zhao Wenjun can figure it out.

When Chu Yunqi's letter full of resentful words and the piano he made by himself were delivered to Su Jue, the corners of Su Jue's lips were raised unnaturally, as gentle and pampering as the bottom of her eyes was like ripples. As it spread, he could even imagine that person's aggrieved and angry expression.

After reading the letter many times, Su Jue finally set his sights on the well-made piano.

The vermilion lacquer on the surface of the qin has a soft shimmer, and it is as flat as a stone. When you touch it lightly with your fingertips, it is as if it is covered on a piece of fine jade. It is smooth and shiny, and the seven strings are of appropriate thickness. Glowing cold light, the touch is extremely tough.

Su Jue lowered her eyes, put her hands on the strings lightly, made the big finger of her right hand in the shape of "crane dancing in the wind", and flicked her slender index finger inward, as in "crane singing in the shadow". His eyes flickered, and he pointed his index finger outwards, doing "a wild goose holding a reed", and a song "Thinking of the King" spread calmly throughout the room.

At the beginning of this song, the sound of the piano is a little slow, but the sound of the piano is melodious, which has the meaning of a gentle breeze. Su Jue's eyebrows and eyes are calm and gentle.

His left hand is fluctuating, his right hand is hovering, his fingers and palms are overturned, he is pressing and pressing, and his fingers are flying. Those hands are especially beautiful against the snow-white strings and scarlet paint, and the sound of the piano is gradually becoming stronger in the distance. Pure and round, just like falling flowers and flowing water, there is a lingering longing for that person in the faint sadness.The sound of the qin is light and clear, its strings are moist and warm like jade.

When the sound of the piano ended, Li Mo, who had been standing outside the study and listening quietly, burst into tears. His mind fluttered for a moment, as if the softest emotion in his heart had been awakened. He gently pushed the door and stepped in, staring blankly at Su Jue, who was dressed in white.

Su Jue sat next to the desk after taking a bath. His hair was untied, and his long black hair was scattered behind his back. A few strands of black hair on his forehead slid down his shoulders and fell on the surface of the piano. Jade, the son is unparalleled in the world.

Hearing the movement, Su Jue looked up in astonishment. When he saw Li Mo, he was stunned. He hurriedly got up and bowed his hands and said, "Zhaowen didn't know that the lord came, so he was far away to welcome him. I hope the lord will forgive me."

"It's okay, Xiangguo doesn't need to be too polite." Li Mo stepped forward. For some reason, as long as he stayed with Su Jue, the hostility in his body would subside unconsciously. He sat down on the wooden chair and looked at Su Jue. Jue smiled softly and said, "I never knew that Xiangguo's piano skills are so superb, what is the name of the song that Xiangguo just played?"

Su Jue paused and said, "Master, this song is called "Si Jun"."

"Thinking about the king, the mountains and rivers are endless." Li Mo's eyes darkened, he raised his head and looked at Su Jue, and said word by word: "Can Xiangguo play a song for me?"

Su Jue was stunned, and he sighed almost inaudibly. Those who want to play the qin should choose a quiet and distant place, and then sit quietly without distractions. cold, the qin player is lonely".

It was purely accidental that Li Mo listened to the piano today, now he asked him to play another song by name, it was really difficult for him.

Li Mo saw that Su Jue didn't respond to him for a long time, and said with a wry smile silently: "Forget it, I've been bothering Xiangguo for a long time. It's late at night, and Xiangguo should rest early when he presides over state affairs." After speaking, he stood up. Then go out.

Su Jue sent Li Mo out of Xiangguo's mansion, bowed his hands and saluted, "Zhao Wengong sent the Lord off."

Li Mo got on his horse, turned around and took a deep look at Su Jue. He waved his whip, and the horse hissed and left in the dust.