As Xiang Yan's army Sima, Peng Zong could only know the information related to the war. When Naoji left Xiang Yan's order to discuss his affairs secretly, he, the army Sima, could only step out of the thatched gate of the royal palace. After the La Festival, it was no longer opened. The court was as bright as the ancestral temple at the left was lighted at this time, and there was a majestic sanitation under the steps, and there was a song like nothingness inside.

The Chu people sacrificed their sacrifices for the evening. This should be the Queen Mother who was offering sacrifices to the ancestors and asking the ancestors to bless the king. The ancestral temple, worshiping songs, and the tribes... Peng Zong, who had reached the end of the court, suddenly turned around and looked at the palace. The sky was already dark, and the starry sky was set against the towering palaces on both sides of the thatched gate of the palace. When you look through the palace, you will see the tall and majestic Zhengchao Hall. Further back, it was a slightly higher than Zhengchao Hall.

Although there were lights under the night sky, I still couldn't see the color of the hall clearly, and I could only see the silhouettes on the front of the palace. While motionless, Peng Zong thought of the Duke Xian of Quwo Daiyi, who killed all the princes, and Duke Jing of Qi who respected the wise and was abolished the eldest and established the youngest. At the end, he suddenly smiled with a ridiculous smile and left without looking back.

"News! News! The Qin army led Ying, and the king was trapped in a dangerous city! News! News! Go to Chen to Qin, and no soldiers were sent to the county and town..."

It was just dawn in the morning, and the boy selling newspapers called out in Lantai Palace. Hearing that the Qin army broke through the city, some students blew their hair and ran to the dormitory without taking a walk. After selling the front page of the newspaper, they began to curse the county Yin Yi Yin Wujun and Wu father. The king fought hard with the Qin people for half a year, but now he is in a dangerous city. The county Yin Yin refused to send troops to serve the king.

One person cursed, and everyone cursed. However, the one who ran out to buy newspapers early in the morning without tying his hair or wearing clothes was naturally the primary school students. The college students were very calm and did not take out the newspaper and talk in a low voice until before class.

"... The city is not high, the pool is not deep, the military revolution is not weak, and the rice and millet are not large, so it is not too much, so it is not as good as the people. Therefore, it is said that the people of the territory do not use the boundaries of the border, the country does not use the danger of mountains and streams, and the world does not use the benefits of military revolution. Those who have achieved the Tao will help more, and those who have lost the Tao will help few support them. Those who have the help will help others. Those who have the helpers will help others. Those who have the helpers will help others. The world will follow them. If the world is in line, attack the relatives will be beside them. Therefore, if a gentleman does not fight, he will win the battle."

It’s very strange. Today, Fu Qiu Bo teaches Mencius. After the students read it, he just mentioned the topic. “Today’s news said that Chen Ying City was broken and the king was in danger. He also said that the county and towns would not be sent to death. Why?”

Looking around the students in the hall, Fu Qiu, who had always been serious, rarely smiled on his face. He asked and answered himself: "It is just because of unkindness. People's hearts are in harmony. People's hearts are in harmony. People's hearts are in harmony, and few supporters are in danger of being in harmony. There are reasons for this."

"Sir, I'm wrong. The king's superior policy of strengthening the people is not a weak policy, but a bad person." The college student said after he bowed and bowed. Chen County's remarks of punishment were published in the news of Da Chu. He was as smart as him and immediately discovered a world of black and white inverted. Whenever he heard someone saying that the king was unkind, he would stand up and refute.

"What is a strong people?" Fu Qiu Bo naturally knew what a strong people's policy is and what a weak people's policy is. He knew it very early. "Can you trample the weak people's policy by practicing a strong people? This is a man, not a mustard of grass. God has the virtue of living a life, and the earth carries the weight of things. How can the common people trample on like grass?"

"I dare to ask sir, what about the case at the North City Gate?" It was rare that Shentong, who was full of acne, even stood up to refute sir. "If there was no strong people trampling on the weak people, how could the weak people survive? Will they all fall into the city to feed the fish?"

"Haha..." The students burst into laughter, which made Uncle Fu Qiu even more angry, "Rareless! Have you forgotten the way of respecting your teacher?"

"But Mr. But he forgot the way of loyalty to the king." Zhao Duan began to refute again. "The king is the king of our Chu State. The king can sit here like a gentleman. However, since the king is the king, he is fearless and tyrannical Qin, and resists the enemy from the border, and now the city is broken, what's the good thing for sir?"

"Irregular!" Fu Qiu Bo was really happy after reading the newspaper in the morning, but he didn't want Xiong Jing to die in Chen Ying. What he wanted most was that Xiong Jing could change his past and take back his mentor Xun Zi from Qin.

"Student..." Zhao Duan and Shen Tong looked at each other and said in unison: "It's indeed rude, please punish me."

After being hit by Zhao Duan, Fu Qiu no longer had the intention to give a lecture. He did not punish the two of them, but instead shook his sleeves out of the classroom. However, before he could go far away, a 'color' sound came out of the classroom. Hearing this sound, his face changed again and his steps became more urgent.

"How could Lian Po harm the king?" Without a gentleman, the classroom was chattering, and the newspapers had clearly explained how the Qin army broke the city. After reading it, the students naturally blamed Lian Po. If Lian Po had not dug up some secret doors, how could Chen Ying break the city?

"This is very different from the astronomy and geography of the north and south. Why is Chen Ying, the Chu State in Handan? Lian Po used the art of defending the city in Chen Ying, and he suffered this disaster." Jing Fei's voice, as his name is a fat man, he has been familiar with military books in the past two years and has been able to tell some tricks. "Fortunately, the city wall of the royal city has not opened, and the Qin people are not damaged."

"The royal city is only twelve miles, how can I defend it?" A very worried tone, Yingdu also has a royal city, and everyone knows how big the royal city is.

"The county magistrate did not send a county soldier. This is because he disobeyed the order and rebelled. He should count the crimes and kill them." Meng Zhi was the son of Meng Zhengqin. Whenever he had any problems, he would count the crimes.

"Two and three sons," everyone talked about it during the discussion. Zhao Duan and Shen Tong had already talked for a while. After Zhao Duan talked loudly, he told everyone: "It is a crime to not send troops to the county and town to serve the king. However, the king once said that the nobles of Chu are all brave and trustworthy people. Why don't our descendants go to Chen to serve the king?"

"Good!" People with the surname Mi have more or less fighting habits. When Zhaoduan said that they would go to King Qin of Chen, everyone cheered. Unfortunately, they were picked up by the servants who rushed over. The people who went to King Qin of Chen were not the only students in the Lantai Palace, but also all the males in the clan.

"The county towns do not send county soldiers, and the princes will serve as the king." After that night's discussion, outside the city, every family in the east of the city was preparing soldiers. In less than half a day, the news of the princes' promotion of the princes' promotion spread throughout Yingdu. For a moment, there were many discussions in the restaurants in the city, all talking about this matter. "Can those princes also fight side by side with us?"

In the restaurant, the smartest person could already know a few words, but unfortunately he still couldn't understand the newspaper, so he could only ask the louxingke some questions. "Sir, what's wrong with this..."

He mingled with drinking every day, and was once a comrade in the army. He gradually mingled with these common people. He laughed and said, "If this had been the case, how could the State of Chu be today? It is natural for the princely tribe to rescue him. However, except for Qu, Jing, Zhao, Nao, and Shen Yin, how many chariots and soldiers can they produce?"

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Deyi knows all the Duke of Chu?" A voice from the side came over. This man looked unfamiliar and his accent was not the tone of Yingdu. Every time he came, he would drink alone and never talk to others.

"Who doesn't know the Duke of Chu in Yingdu?" The so-walking guest kept silent and replied to him.

"Mr. Dead said that it is natural for the Lord's clan to serve the king. Since that's the case..." The man smiled, "Wouldn't Ruo Ao also go to Chen to serve the king?"

When the solitary guest heard this, he seemed to be stung by something. His hand immediately touched the hilt of the sword, but soon he woke up and said dryly: "What do you mean by sir? Ruoao? Ruoao's clan had already destroyed his clan hundreds of years ago. How can he serve the king?"

"Haha." The person who came also laughed, but after laughing, he immediately put away his smile, stood up and bowed deeply to the lone guest, and said solemnly: "Can you take a step to speak?"

"Why do you have to take a walk? Please tell me." It is not uncommon for such a friendship in the wine shop. The two of them laughed. Except for the people who were on the same table with the solo guest, there was no one else who looked at the person in front of him. At this time, the person was about forty years old, with white skin and slightly tall cheekbones. He wore a black crown that must have been common to scholars, white clothes and green clothes, and jade decorations hanging on his belt were not surprising. However, the sword was not an ordinary bronze sword, it seemed to be a bit old, and it was worn on the right. This was the method of wearing the servants, and ordinary swords were worn on the left.

The solitary guest looked at the person in front of him, but he didn't expect that the person bowed and whispered: "How can the sword of power be leaked into the wine shop?"
Chapter completed!