Zixu Changqing

In April 515 BC, the State of Wu.

Late at night.

The white crescent moon casts a curved reflection in the lake, the cuckoo sleeps peacefully in its nest, and the dark red kapok is wet by the night fog, looking from a distance, it looks like pieces of stagnant blood.

The mansion of Mr. Guang of the Wu Kingdom is still lively, with hundreds of candles illuminating each other, and the hall is bright and warm.On the zu table, dozens of bronze tripods were steaming, and different foods were placed in front of the guest seats according to the etiquette system—meat with bones on the left, large pieces of cut meat on the right, sauce and vinegar nearby, Finely sliced ​​meat is placed far away, rice and rice are placed on the left, and soup is placed on the right.The waiter stood quietly beside the bronze zu table, holding long bamboo chopsticks to pick up food for the guests.Amidst the cheerful and crisp singing, eight dancers in green dresses and masks danced to the beat in front of them.

Squeeze your shoulders, hold your chin, cover your arms, swing your back, loosen your knees, twist your waist, and tilt your hips.The flowing movements showed the gracefulness of the women in the water village. At the end of the song, the distinguished guest leaned on the couch, shook the wine bottle and said absently: "Thank you."

"Thank you king!"

The dancers were overjoyed and bowed to retreat.

The great king—Ji Liao, king of Wu, shook the wine in his hand, but didn't drink any more. For some reason, after Ji Guang left the banquet, he felt a little restless.

He touched the hard armor on his body, and the coldness of his hands somewhat reassured him. The people in the banquet hall were all confidantes for many years, and there was no possibility of betrayal. in front of the door.With this kind of formation, even if Ji Guang had some crooked intentions, he would definitely not choose to attack tonight.

Goshawk doesn't stare at the seamless egg. Right now, the guards are staring at the mansion inside and out. It is a seamless egg. No matter how capable Ji Guang is, how can he do it?

Ji Liao repeatedly checked and calculated for a while, and finally suppressed the palpitation.

Ji Guang, what kind of waves can a defeated general make? He was able to defeat Ji Guang to claim the throne 11 years ago. After 11 years, he will be able to cut Ji Guang's military power, and Ji Guang will not be able to turn around!

Ji Liao drank the wine in his hand, let out a long breath, pointed to the cooked shrimp and said: "This dish is good, Ding Shui, you go and send it to Wang Di, let him eat it while it's hot."

"promise."

Ding Shui went to look for Ji Guang with vegetables, and walked through a section of colonnade. On both sides of the colonnade were Ji Liao's personal guards brought from the palace, holding iron spears and wearing armor.

Ding Shui knew that those standing here were all elite soldiers.

There is no way, although the king and the general are cousins, but the king is cutting down the military power of the general, and the general cooperates on the surface, but no one knows what the general is thinking.

After all, after the king succeeded to the throne, the military power has always been in the hands of the general, and it has been held for 11 years.

Therefore, when the general invited the king to come to his house for a banquet in front of all the officials, the king agreed, but today he came with elite soldiers and weapons.

Ding Shui came to the front of the main house and said respectfully: "General?"

"Say."

"Your Majesty tasted a dish of prawns and thought it was delicious, so he specially sent it for the general to taste while it's hot."

The door opened with a creak, and Ding Shui looked up. Ji Guangda was sitting on the cushion, revealing a foot tightly wrapped in white gauze.

"Brother Wang really loves me!" Ji Guang laughed and waved to Ding Shui: "Hurry up and let me taste it! See if what Brother Wang rewards is the same as what I usually eat?"

Ding Shui quickly brought it over, Ji Guang grabbed it, and showed his white teeth at Ding Shui: "Did you steal it on the way here?"

"No, no." Ding Shui shook his head quickly: "There is absolutely no villain."

"It's such a pity!" Ji Guang patted Ding Shui's shoulder and said affectionately, "I took it all the way and didn't get a bite. What's the matter?! Come and taste it."

"Thank you, General, for your kindness, no need."

"What's the matter? Do you dislike the food in my house?" Ji Guang suddenly darkened his face.

"No, no..." Ding Shui declined, but seeing Ji Guang's expression suddenly, he couldn't help shivering, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

This general is famous in the state of Wu for his ruthlessness and unpredictability. It really annoys him. How many heads do you have for him to chop off?

Realizing the reality, Ding Shui shrank his head, and silently ate the prawns.

Ji Guang blinked, and said with great interest, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Haha, then I'll give it all to you." Ji Guang hugged Ding Shui's shoulder affectionately and patted him.

"Thank you, General, for your compassion."

Ding Shui was pressed by Ji Guang, so he didn't see a man in blue and white hair quietly appearing beside the bookshelf behind him.

Ji Guang asked with his eyes.

"how?"

Wu Zixu nodded.

"smoothly."

Ji Guang grinned his lips soundlessly, lowered his head, put his arms around Ding Shui's shoulders, and coaxed in a low voice: "What do you eat so fast, eat slowly, no one will grab you."

……

"...Your wine is good, and your food is delicious. How can you be a different person? My brother stole him..."

Your wine is mellow, your food is delicious, how can you be an outsider?you are my dear brother...

Accompanied by the singing of the musicians, the personal guard approached and reported: "Your Majesty, the fish fry is ready."

"Submit it."

The fresh scent in the room became stronger, and Ji Liao watched as the cook raised the wooden tray above his head, lowered his head and walked all the way to the Zuan on his knees. Under the candlelight, there were small rings scattered on the golden grilled mandarin fish. Green onions, segmented peppers, and a few freshly picked white cherry blossoms shine with dewdrops under the lights.

"How do you deal with the smell of stinky mandarin fish?"

"Go back to the king, wash the live fish in salt water for half an hour, knock the fish head unconscious, and let the blood drain from the gills to remove the fishy smell."

"Why does the widow still smell like magnolia flowers?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is wise, the villain has applied some ground magnolia pollen to enhance the fragrance of fish."

"look up."

The cook raised his head. Before he entered the banquet hall, he had passed through multiple checks, searched his body, and changed his clothes. Now he was wearing Wang Weifa's white coat, barely covering his body. His face, neck, and limbs were all dark and rough, but his body was White and shiny.

This is a common characteristic of people in water villages.

Shan Fu was a little uneasy, and showed a simple and flattering smile.People say that appearances come from the heart, and it is easy to see that this is an honest, diligent, and maybe a little timid middle-aged man.

Ji Liao only glanced at him, then looked away.

This kind of person is too ordinary, there is no need to look more.

"Let's put the food here."

From entering the hall to now, Zhuan Zhuneng finally straightened his body, leaned forward, and respectfully put the fish on the Zuan in front of Ji Liao.

Ji Liao casually picked up the bamboo chopsticks.

White flash——

A small and sharp dagger broke out from the belly of the fish, pierced precisely into the thin gap between the black iron plates on the armor, pierced into Ji Liao's soft armor, pierced into the silk inner garment, and pierced into Ji Liao's heart. It goes in without a handle, and comes out through the chest.

After three years, Zhuan Zhu became an expert at grilling fish, and he could stab a grass man in the heart blindfolded, and all of this was for today.

Today, at this moment, more than 100 sowings day and night have produced sweet and complete fruits.

Seeing the blood gushing from his heart, Ji Liao opened his mouth and said, "You..." Before he finished speaking, he fell down.

"Hiss," almost at the same time, the armored soldiers behind Ji Liao also thrust out their halberds, and Zhuan Zhu was pierced immediately. The whistle sounded, and the people in the banquet hall were noisy and chaotic, but this was different from him. It's irrelevant.

Zhuan Zhu fell to the ground, silently showing one last smile, with a simple and honest look.

In the main room, the whistle sounded, Ji Guang killed Ding Shui with a sword, Wu Zixu turned the mechanism on the bookshelf, and three hundred armored soldiers came out of the dark room.

"Ji Liao is dead, kill me!" Ji Guang roared.

"Kill!" Three hundred armored soldiers rushed out.

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