At the beginning of May, an astonishing news came—King Qin personally led 50,000 cavalry across Mengjin, heading straight for Luoyang! The ancient royal city was peaceful, there was no panic discussion, no rush to tell each other, and no generous call for war.As always, the Chinese are working silently in the ancient well fields, harvesting the ripe yogurt and yogurt, and leisurely plowing the fields where the wheat has been harvested, making orderly preparations for replanting in autumn.The workshops of the royal family are still tinkling, the transactions in the official market are still innocent, and the pace of the city people is still slow.Even the veteran Wang Shi at the head of Luoyang City only glanced casually at the scouts flying into the city gate, and then took a nap in the shade with their rusty axes and spears still in their arms.

In this unchanging picture of Youyou, there is a cart running over the countryside and galloping towards the royal city. Grand Master Yan Sui was originally supervising farming in Wangtian, but rushed back immediately when he heard the shocking news.What he is most worried about is whether the newly enthroned young emperor can withstand this storm?If the emperor makes a mistake, the Zhou family will be completely submerged!For many years, the royal family of Luoyang has been moving between the various countries, with countless sharp swords hanging above their heads. The threats from big countries and provocations from small countries have never stopped.Only in the name of "Son of Heaven", relying on ignorant patience, and relying on the careful dealings between the old grand master and the senior doctor Fan Yu, the royal family escaped disaster after disaster, miraculously, they quietly disappeared in the turmoil of the Central Plains. survived soundly.But this time is different!This time, the army of Qin State, which is feared all over the world, came here, the royal family was in danger of overthrowing the nest, and Fan Yu went back to the mountain in seclusion, how could the old grand master not be anxious?

Speeding all the way in the countryside, Yan Shu closed his eyes sadly, and couldn't help but burst into tears. After more than six hundred years, the Zhou people of the Tianzi tribe have become numb in the long-term peace, and have become resigned to fate.They will not go to war generously in the face of the rise and fall of their family and country like the common people in the Warring States Period today.They won't even face the great danger of subjugation like the old enemies of the Yin and Shang tribes in the past, and face the final desperate battle in Chaoge!King Wen wrote "Yi", Duke Zhou wrote "Li", and enjoyed the world's tribute for six hundred years, and the people of Zhou gradually became gentle and honest people of kings, and their martial and aggressive character gradually melted into this soft The fertile and vast plains, even if the sky collapsed, could not make them hurry.It is said that the new emperor has just ascended the throne, and in any country, it is a turbulent period for the Lord Shaoguo.But it is not the case in Luoyang, no matter who the emperor changes, whether it is an old man who is getting old or a young boy who is still immature, the people of the country will be at ease, and will not be suspicious or change at all, as if this emperor has nothing to do with them!If the people of the country are like this, can they be expected to protect the country with blood?In the final analysis, you have to rely on your old face to fight hard.But this time, Lao Yansu really has no bottom in his heart, and even himself has a fear that the end is approaching!

"Boom—boom—boom—!" As soon as the car passed through the red palace wall with mottled lacquer, the grand and heavy bells roared continuously, and there were rushing and chaotic footsteps everywhere in the palace city!The old master's heart sank suddenly, and he stomped his feet. The car hadn't come to a complete stop, let alone the driver came to put down the car, but he got out of the car neatly, and ran towards Zhongding Square staggeringly.When he saw the thick and simple Zhongting Pavilion, he was startled in a daze, obviously wanted to shout something, but when he opened his mouth, there was no sound.

Under the bell pavilion, a young man wearing a big red embroidered gold cloak and an exquisite white jade crown and long-haired shawl is holding a thick wooden clock and pestle, and is trying to slam into the big clock!Corroded sawdust and thick dust swirled and flew, and a cloud of smoke filled the Zhongting Pavilion.But the young man totally ignored these dirty things that he had never seen before, and just slammed them angrily over and over again. The appearance of gnashing his teeth, crying and exchanging his blood, made the servants and maids who rushed over look pale, and no one dared to go over. .

Just at this moment, many ministers and workers gathered in Zhongding Square, and the maids, musicians, and concubines crowded together in panic, like floating red clouds.The Imperial City imperial army also ran out in twos and threes from the dark and deep palace gate, and gathered around disorganized. A gray-haired old general came staggeringly, panting and standing in the front of the imperial army, but he didn't know what to do.The carts of the ministers drove into the square one after another, jumped off the carts and rushed towards Zhongting.Finally, Yan Shui saw two luxurious bronze chariots flying into the square, and the two princes of the emperor Wang Ji, the Duke of Eastern Zhou and the Duke of Western Zhou, also rushed over.

As if he didn't hear any noise or see the crowds, the young man was still holding the thick bell and pestle, struggling to hit the big clock one by one, his face was covered with sweat, his eyes were full of tears, his hands and arms had been covered by the bell Grinded and punctured, blood splashed drop by drop on the large square bricks! The stunned Yan Shu finally came to his senses, strode into the Zhongting Pavilion, tearfully tearing at the corner of the young man's clothes: "My king is the son of heaven, so I must take care of all the subjects in the world!" The young man staggered, let go of the bell and pestle involuntarily, but smiled sadly: "Emperor? Subject? But, is there such an emperor? Such a subject?" With a heavy gasp, he suddenly jumped up and slammed his head into the big bell.There was a crisp sound of gold and jade clashing, accompanied by the sound of a grand bell, the exquisite white jade crown was smashed to pieces, and a stream of blood gushed out from the head!

Before Lao Yanshou had time to hug the young man, holding the ripped off red cloak, he rushed forward and hugged the young man, crying hissingly: "Emperor doctor——! Hurry up! They rushed at the same time, and there was a panic surrounding the boy.The ministers, concubines, and veterans were at a loss, they all stood there in a daze, and then knelt down silently. In a hurry, the old master was stunned!When the imperial doctor sweated profusely and said: "God protects you, the emperor is safe", Lao Yan suddenly collapsed to the ground.After a long time of recovery, the comatose young emperor had been carried away, so the old grand master called the Dukes of Eastern Zhou, Dukes of Western Zhou and a few ministers who were still in charge to a side hall to discuss how to deal with this unheard-of incident of the emperor committing suicide. Have to discuss how to deal with this catastrophe?

The old servant who followed the emperor said: When he got up in the morning, the emperor had been strolling in Zhongding Square, and happened to meet Meng Jin's scouts who were urgently reporting military information.The old grand master was not in the royal city, and the emperor asked curiously again, so the scouts handed over the urgent report to the emperor, and prepared to describe in detail the menacing army of Qin.As soon as the emperor heard that he was in a hurry, he immediately summoned the Dukes of Eastern Zhou and Dukes of Western Zhou.After discussing with the monarch and his subjects for an hour, the old servant saw the emperor leaving the hall with a blushing face, and decisively ordered all the guards of honor to go out!The old servant managed to gather six hundred forbidden troops, but saw the emperor walking out with his hands wrapped in blood-oozing white cloth.The four servants behind him were carrying a white cloth six feet wide and one foot long, on which were eight bloody characters——The Zhou family is in danger, and the people of the country obey their lives!This is clearly written by the emperor who cut off his finger.The old servant turned pale with fright, pulled the skirt of the emperor's clothes and cried and advised the emperor to leave after healed the wounded emperor.The young emperor was furious, kicked the old servant, and shouted hoarsely: "Go! Send us!"

After walking all over the Guorenfang area in Luoyang City, the emperor shouted impassionedly, but only a dozen gray-haired old men were willing to join the army to fight.The Son of Heaven rushed to the fields without stopping, and dispatched imperial guards and servants to run around the well fields in the fields, announcing the order of the king, but none of the leisurely farmers paid any attention to them! The old servant said: He was afraid that the emperor would be too sad, so he quietly intimidated a group of farmers by a well with the veteran of the Forbidden Army and asked them to "generously ask for a fight" to appease the emperor's worry about the country.But the group of farmers laughed out loud!An old man said: "All the people of Luoyang have fled, and I will leave it to the emperor to farm poorly. I am already as lonely and loyal as Uncle Boyi! I want to go to war, hehe, I will go to Qin to live a good life tonight!" Who cares to stay here?" The old servant and the veteran of the forbidden army were so frightened that they apologized again and again, saying repeatedly that the emperor's original intention was to encourage the people of the country to rise up, not to force the Latins.Who knows that it is okay not to say it, but after saying it, the farmers were full of anger.A woman screamed and cried: "The poor farmers are all peasants! They are not Chinese! Who cares about my life and death? When there is a war, they will find me to be a pariah! What have those royal family people done?"

The emperor also heard the woman's cry.The old servant said that the emperor was stunned for a while, turned his back and waved his hand.Just like that, the Son of Heaven returned to Wangcheng resentfully, and wandered around Zhongding Square endlessly.In the afternoon, the old servant heard the unusual ringing of the bell just now. "Two Dukes of Zhou, how did the Son of Heaven negotiate with you?" Lao Yansui sighed, already vaguely understanding the root cause of this matter. The Duke of Eastern Zhou said with a dark face: "The bones of the former king are not yet cold, so the emperor wants to unite three weeks and revise the ancestral system." The Duke of Western Zhou was very indifferent: "The emperor wants to lead the army to resist Qin for three weeks, who dares to accept?" Yan Shu couldn't help but fell silent.Since Zhou Kao Wang divided the two princes in Luoyang Wangji, one week has become three weeks, and the Zhou family in Luoyang has not had a day of peace.The little bit of power was dismantled into three broken pieces, and you made a lot of noise: Eastern Zhou wanted to grow rice, but Western Zhou didn’t release water; After more than a hundred years, it has become the laughing stock of the world. "Zhou Li" is based on enfeoffment. Once the feudal lords are entrusted, as long as the tribute is not against the emperor as usual, no one can do anything, even the emperor has no way to ban it.King Zhou Xian wanted to combine three weeks into one, but failed.King Zhou Shenliang wanted to combine three weeks into one again, but it still failed.Today, the country is facing a crisis, and this young king of Zhou is looking for boredom again.Faced with such a broken situation, what can he do as a grand master?After thinking for a long time, Yan Shuai waved his hand and was about to speak, but heard a long announcement from outside the door: "The Son of Heaven is here!" Yan Shu and the ministers were all stunned.The young emperor was actually dressed in civilian clothes, with a blood-stained white cloth wrapped around his head and hands, a pair of bandage boards hanging on his arms, long black hair scattered on his shoulders and face, he walked in with a pale face, like a wounded soldier on the battlefield.In the eyes of the people of Zhou, who took etiquette as their law, this was greatly unethical and degrading to the emperor's prestige.For a while, the ministers looked at me and you, and didn't know what to do?A few old ministers moved their lips and wanted to remonstrate directly, but their faces were blushing forcibly while their eyes were flickering, but no one spoke in the end. "My king's longevity is boundless." Yan Shui stood up and recited a eulogy for the emperor when he was injured, but he didn't say any more. The young emperor didn't look at anyone, and went straight to Yan Shui: "Grand Master Yan, how much land do you have for the royal family?" Yan Shu immediately woke up: "Eastern Zhou Dynasty and Western Zhou Dynasty are outside, Luoyang Wangji is more than fifty miles away, divided into ten townships." "How many people are there?" Yan Shui: "There are more than 100,000 people in the Kingdom of Wangcheng, and about 60,000 farmers in the ten townships. The total population is less than 200,000." "How many officials and officials are left?" Yan Shui's old voice was full of sadness: "Report to my king: Since the ancestor Xianwang, the royal family has lost a lot of officials, officials, and officials. There are less than fifty courtiers and more than two hundred officials. There should be more than a thousand concubines, servants, palace maids, official servants, etc., less than two thousand in total." The young emperor didn't show any expression: "How many are there in the six armies of the emperor?" Yan Shui nodded to the gray-haired veteran.The old general stepped forward and bowed and answered loudly: "Show my king: there are more than 6,000 soldiers left in the Sixth Army of the Son of Heaven, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and their weapons and armor have been in disrepair for a long time..." His voice suddenly dropped. The young emperor gave a bleak smile, walked to the throne but still stood, looked at the white heads in front of the hall, and couldn't help sighing: "It's hard for you all to come to the king today. The Luoyang king's bell has not sounded for more than a hundred years. Ringing the king's bell, I want to inform everyone: The fate of the Zhou family is over. You should wait for yourselves and escape quickly. Otherwise, once the Qin army arrives, it will be too late. The ancestors did not do their best to be king, and lost the great river and mountains!" Yan Shu interjected anxiously: "My king must not make mistakes." All the veterans fell to the ground together, no one spoke amidst the sobs and sobs.According to the usual practice, this is the tacit consent of the emperor's order and the consent of each to escape.Although the veterans are all hereditary and irreplaceable high-ranking officials, after hundreds of years of wind and rain, the high-ranking officials have already shrunk and dried up, leaving only a bronze shell.In Luoyang Wangji, a closed world where there is no circulation of goods, ministers have nothing if they don’t have fiefdoms. Relying on the rewards of the royal family alone, it is difficult to maintain a decent Zhongming Dingding, let alone wealth and authority?From the bottom of my heart, Luoyang Wangji no longer has the foundation of wealth that makes them nostalgic, and the reason why they are still lingering on this land is all because of the "king people" feelings that have been accumulated for a long time, although they are very weak.But today, the Son of Heaven has his destiny, and he is really facing a catastrophe, so if he wants to stick to it, it seems that he is ignorant of current affairs. "Wait a minute, my king!" The Duke of Eastern Zhou and the Duke of Western Zhou yelled in unison as they left the big case together. The young emperor smiled coldly: "You two have something to say?" The Dukes of Eastern Zhou and Dukes of Western Zhou were really anxious.In Luoyang Wangji, which is more than three hundred miles away, the fiefdoms of these two princes actually accounted for sixty-seven out of ten. In the decline and decline of the entire royal family and noble ministers, only these two princes were very rich, but they were against the royal family. Don't pluck a hair!However, they knew very well in their hearts: Once the emperor's banner fell, even a second-rate country like Song would occupy Luoyang with ease, let alone the seven great powers?With the banner of the Son of Heaven, even if the king of Luoyang is destroyed, he can still retain a decent fief, and it is more than enough to maintain the days of Zhongming Dingshi.This is the tradition of exterminating the country in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States—always retain a little respect for the king and royal family, and rarely kill them all.If the Son of Heaven and the ministers of the royal family are separated, no matter which country destroys Zhou, they will use them as scapegoats and kill them without mercy!Only when their hearts are clear, the two princes are really anxious, even more anxious than the emperor. "My lord asks my king: When the country is in crisis, think of a way to overcome it!" The Duke of Eastern Zhou impassionedly threw out a positive speech, and then hurriedly followed up: "Go to the country to disperse the ministers, and the emperor descends to the princes. I think it is very important." inappropriate!" The Duke of Western Zhou immediately echoed: "The country is alive and dead, and the minister also thinks that the emperor has not handled it properly!" Lao Yanshu interjected coldly: "In the opinion of the two gentlemen, what should be done?" He wanted to stand in front and let the emperor have room to maneuver. The princes pointed out by thousands of people, Lao Yansu has already greatly admired, how can the hurt emperor be entangled with them again? The Duke of Eastern Zhou knew that the old grand master was in charge. "Tap!" He flicked the jade wat: "I sent eight thousand troops and 100,000 hu of rations for the defense of Luoyang city!" The Duke of Western Zhou immediately followed up: "I have sent six thousand troops and 80,000 hu of rations, thinking that the emperor will protect them!" "The two princes have paid too much tribute, how to win the trust of the people of the country?" Old Yan Shu said a rare harsh sentence. The Duke of Eastern Zhou's black face turned red: "Tomorrow at noon, the Wengcheng will fight, and the treasury will pay the grain!" "Okay! Tomorrow at noon, the troops will be handed over to pay the rations!" The Duke of Western Zhou bravely followed up. The old Yan was relieved, turned around and bowed deeply to the pale and cold young emperor: "The pillars and stones are of the same heart, I ask my king to take back my order, let me plan the strategy of the whole country." The young emperor sighed heavily: "But with the old The grand master is in charge." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, ignored Zhou Gong, and went straight away. Lao Yan led a group of veteran officials and two princes to stay and discuss.All the veterans were out of breath, and few of them could speak at all. They could only sigh and shake their heads in confusion, unable to come up with any solution.The Duke of Eastern Zhou and the Duke of Western Zhou couldn't agree on what to do except to send troops and supplies, so they could only pace anxiously.In the end, it was Lao Yan who talked about the countermeasures he had thought up, and made some arrangements for everyone, and then they dispersed, and each of them split up and went to work in a hurry. In the early morning of the next day, Lao Yan led the emperor's full parade of honor, went north out of Luoyang, and came to Mengjin Avenue. Before leaving, King Zhou endured the pain and went to the Taimiao to pray and divination.The cracks in the tortoise shell are chaotic, making it difficult for the wizard to disassemble.Even so, Yan Shu, who was accompanying him, was very relieved, and suddenly a thought flashed through him: If King Zhou Xian was the young emperor, how could the Zhou family decline like this?A royal family that is about to be wiped out has produced such a strong and wise young emperor, how cruel is the heavens?When the young King Zhou took his hand to bid farewell to Yiyi, Lao Yansu finally couldn't hold back his old tears. He made an exception and crawled down on his old and stiff body, and knocked on the ground three times, but even the clear and tearful eyes of the young King Zhou I didn't dare to look at it, so I hurried away. When Yan led his way to the south bank of the river, the desolate and quiet Mengjin Ferry was turned upside down.