"I dare to ask the wise and nephew why there are two tombs in the courtyard?" Zhang Jian asked as soon as he entered the courtyard.

"It's just because there were two Xia Dukes in the world." Zhang Ning replied.

"In this way, wait for the old man to worship, and then talk to his virtuous nephew in detail." Zhang Jianguo has the style of a famous scholar.

"Please, Mr. Zhang." Zhang Ning had brought the offerings.

"When I came, I had already written the tribute." After that, I took out half of the white silk from my sleeve. The characters on the silk were as black as poles, and the tears were mottled. It showed that the feelings were sincere and the feelings were revealed. There was no need to recite them. So I just burned them to the Nine Springs.

After the ceremony, Zhang Jian bowed and stood up again. He went into the thatched cottage with Zhang Ning.

"What the virtuous nephew said before, what does it mean?" Zhang Jian asked.

"Mr. Zhang should know. My surname is Zhang. My father is the second successor of the Heavenly Master, Zhang Ji and Zhang Anzi..." Zhang Ning then told the story of the past and future feelings.

Before he could finish his words, even though he suffered a lot of hardships and was as shocked as Zhang Jian in the face of changes, he was stunned. After a long time, he came back to his senses: "There are such strange people in the world, and I am far from enough."

"Mr. Xia and his father passed away one after another and were buried in the pine tree in front of the hut. If the person is not there, the chess is not finished. This game is related to the rise and fall of the world and the life and death of the people. It should be handed over to Mr. Zhang to hold the (chess) piece."

"No, no, no!" Zhang Jian waved his hands repeatedly: "How can I take on this great task when I am about to be buried?"

Zhang Ning refused to comment: "When Duke Xia was dying, his father said: After the son was cured, there would be no more Zhang Ji in the world."

After hearing this, Zhang Jian burst into tears and couldn't help himself.

Zhang Ningsu bowed down and was deafening: "My father is also buried in the land now. Can you ask Mr. Zhang, is there Zhang Jian in the world?"

This sentence is so hard that it is like a sharp sword, piercing the chest and the back, holding Zhang Jian and the soul in place.

The reason why Zhang Jian was looking back and forth, and could not afford to take it down or let it go was because he was burdened by his lifetime reputation. Zhang Ning spoke quickly and was as sharp as a knife. He cut Zhang Jian's cocoon bag tied to pieces.

After crying, Zhang Jian worshiped: "When I heard the words of a virtuous nephew, I feel like I have a new life. I have left this body and held the chess game in the world. I will repay you and comfort you. I will make the most of us, and I will make the name clear. I will never regret even if I die."

"The great cause has not been completed and the yellow gate has not been eliminated, so why bother to die?" Yang Kuang, Guo Liang and Dong Ban came out of the inner room and bowed opposite Zhang Jian.

Now that Zhang Jian has achieved great enlightenment, the leader’s edge should be revealed: “Dear friends, how should we act.”

Guo Liang had already made a decision: "The three dukes and four governments all want to establish the leader of the party as the young government. They are ranked among the nine ministers and live in the court, so they are justified."

"But we have to use the situation where the three palaces are fighting openly and the foreign relatives are fighting secretly, and we will break the deadlock." Zhang Jian understood it carefully.

"As the party leader said." The three were overjoyed.

"I hope my fellow party members will tell me in detail about what the endgame is." Zhang Jian asked for advice.

"Dare not obeying." The three of them bowed together.

Since the three of them appeared, Zhang Ning, who had been watching coldly, looked complicated and thoughtful. The party members rose up and wanted to avenge their personal revenge. The Luoyang court will be bloody again. This situation is still good or bad for the country, the country, the people, or the younger brothers far away in Ji State. It is still unknown.

However, it is ultimately "there is no turning back when you open your bow". "Life is like chess, and there is no regret for making a move."

The three-legged Wuhao returned from Bohai and stopped at Nangang. The car drove straight into the royal city. The imperial edict was issued to the prime ministers of the left and right, the disciples of the country, the wine-sacrificing Sima Hui, the Shangliang commander Zheng Xuan, the Secretariat Zhao E, and other important officials of the country entered the palace to meet.

"What do you think of filial piety?" The king asked with a high voice and calm mind.

"Report to the lord." The right prime minister Geng Yong, who was a friend of Ji, made friends when he was young. At this moment, he was willing to let him go: "The barbarians have the old habit of 'making marriages and reconciliation'. I have asked the Baiyi envoys, and this act was not instructed by the Dongguan official. But he acted on his own. At the beginning, there were more than a hundred people, and the Dongguan official was reduced to ten women."

Liu Bei nodded slightly: "The right prime minister means that the daughter of the Ten Yi Prince, who is the daughter of the Imperial Palace, is the choice of filial piety as the orphan."

"Lord is clear." Geng Yong's expression remained unchanged.

"With filial piety and desire, it is the poisonous path of Shu." Liu Bei simply said clearly.

"Report to the lord, we think so too." The right prime minister bowed again.

"The daughters of the Ten Yi Kings are all key links along the Shu Shi Du Road, and most of the Yi Zhengshu are very beneficial to communicating with the Southwest Silk Road." Yi Lougui of Jidu replied carefully.

King Ji looked at the important ministers like a torch and looked around him: "In addition, it has a different meaning."

All the important officials in the palace held their breath and concentrated. They could hear the needle dropping for a moment.

Then a disciple, Sima Hui, stood up and said, "Report to the lord, this is Guo Fengxiao's plan to fly."

"The phoenix is ​​flying, the female is flying, and the male is not able to distinguish it. Conspiracy and yang strategy is intertwined and parallel. Build the plank road openly and cross the Chencang secretly; turn hands into clouds, turn hands into rain. First dig the poisonous road of Shu, then take the land of the three souths. The world is surrounded by the world."

"Lord, see clearly!" The ministers bowed to him.

Liu Bei also said: "According to your opinions, you can only achieve the best of both worlds and beauty."

"The old minister thought." Shangzhe ordered Zheng Xuan to stand up and report to him: "Marriage is the best choice."

Liu Bei refused to comment and asked, "Do you agree?"

"I, please agree."

"In this way, I asked Sima Gong to come forward and discuss the marriage with Baiyi envoys." King Ji was drizzling and wind.

"The lord is wise, I am ashamed!"

Liu Bei said: "Yelang's 'has gathered and lived together, and he can cultivate fields'. Dianchi Lake has the rich fishing fields and gold and silver and livestock. Qiongdu's land is plain, and there are rice fields. Ailao's land is fertile and beautiful, suitable for grains and sericulture. Knowing the dyeing and collecting embroidery, squids and silk stacks, orchids, and woven into articles like brocade. There are sycamore wood, which is considered as cloth, with a wide width of five feet, and is not covered with dirt. It produces "copper, iron, aluminum, tin, gold, silver, light beads". It uses wheat as a resource, and is suitable for animal husbandry. There are tarts and meat.

He weighed a thousand pounds, and the Mao could be used as a legitimate horse. The people of Ran were all living on the mountain, and they had stones to make rooms. The tall ones were more than ten feet high, which was Qionglong. During the reign of Emperor Ming, Zheng Chun was appointed as the commander of the western corps of Yizhou. He was in charge of the Qing dynasty and transformed into Yiwu. The king was moved by the emperor and offered earth treasures and praise virtues. He was promoted to the prefect of Yongchang and "convened with the Yilao Yi people, the rich man in the town gave two necklaces and one hu of salt every year, which was a common tuition, and the customs of the Yizhou were safe'. "The white wolf and other countries had more than one hundred households, more than one and three hundred million households, and more than six million people, and they were entrusted to the tribute."

Seeing that King Ji was known to him, all the ministers were filled with excitement and fierceness.

"During the reign of Emperor Ming, there were more than a hundred countries, one hundred and three hundred million households, and six million people. A hundred years have passed, and today, how many of the three southern Yishen are there?" King Ji said: "As long as you are alone, you can cut through the Southwest Silk Road without bloodshed. How many great men do not need to die in the battlefield or bury their bones in a foreign land. There is no need to waste many Chinese people's hard work gains. Once in a thousand years, all kinds of benefits. Why do you have to doubt it?" King Ji then expressed his thoughts: "I will remember the merits of filial piety for the time being. I just don't say it directly because I am not talking about it."
Chapter completed!