Spring and Autumn I Am King

What exactly happened? There were people outside who were puffing up and beating drums, and those who were blowing sheng and banging. Ji Zha also heard the laughter of the women and girls outside, and then the footsteps in unison. It is the unique sound of the marching pawns.

They cheered for him in unison, the sound flowing through the towering windows in the Xu Palace and into the heavy paulownia wood door.

These voices are enough to move people, but they can't touch Ji Zha's heart. He is so old that he can't even leave Huiyanling. In the past year, Yanling Jizi's life has been rapidly withering, just like the national fortune of Wu State - his skin is covered with age spots, his eyes are dry and lose his spirit, and he has lost his appetite. He was worried about the fierce battle outside, but he couldn't do anything about the overall situation. After his sanity gradually became unclear, he couldn't share Xu Ren's happiness.

With a creak, the heavy wooden door was pushed open, and a heroic middle-aged man walked in, walking slowly, walked to the side of Ji Zha's couch, and looked at him with a hint of curiosity and concern in his eyes.

It wasn't until Ji Zha opened his eyes weakly and met his four eyes that a smile appeared under the middle-aged man's sagittal beard.

"Ji Zi? But woke you up?"

"Who are you? Which country's princes are you?" Wu Yu popped out of Ji Zha's mouth, and then changed to Yayan. He couldn't tell which one was his native language, but he still recognized it. The crown costumes of young people are the specifications of the princes of the Central Plains.

"Boy Zhao Wuxi." The middle-aged man was very humble in the face of the eighty-year-old, and called him the boy modestly.

"People from the Zhao family?" Ji Zha struggled to get up, he looked weak, and his wrinkled eyes seemed to be confused.

"I'm good friends with Zhao Qing, and I've met many of his clansmen, but there has never been one called Zhao Wuxi..."

The Zhao Qing in his mouth was naturally not Zhao Yang and Zhao Wuxi, but Zhao Wu. But then, Ji Zha seemed to react suddenly, Zhao Wu was dead, and he was no longer when he was young: "Are you Zhao Wenzi's son, grandson?"

"It's a great-grandson."

Zhao Wuxi touched the old man's forehead. His skin was wet and sweaty, cold and sticky. Every breath was accompanied by a slight wheezing.

So he sat down on the edge of the bed, took the medicine sent by the magpie doctor, and patiently fed it to the old man.

Last year, Ji Zha came to Xu State to sweep the tomb of his old friend Xu State Xianjun, but because of the rain and snow, his legs and feet were sore, and it was even difficult to go back to Yanling. It was even more difficult to go back after the war between Wu State and Zhao State this year.

According to Xu Ren, since the beginning of summer this year, Ji Zha's condition has deteriorated, and his delirious time has been getting longer and longer. Sometimes he doesn't seem to know where he is, and he starts talking nonsense and nagging. He talked about the past when he was a young envoy to the Central Plains and made friends with the officials. After all, he is already eighty-eight years old, and he is probably the oldest person in the world. He has gone through so many things. No matter how smart and wise he was before, he will become a confused old man now.

However, it was such a confused old man, but when the Zhao army was about to attack Xucheng, he suddenly woke up like a bright light. , and then asked the Xu people not to take revenge on the Wu people and mutilated them.

Ji Zha is not only an inviolable elder in the eyes of the people of Wu country, but also in Xu country, because he had a good relationship with his predecessor Xu Jun, and in order to keep his promise, he hung a sword in front of Xu Jun's tomb as a gift, thus leaving a good name. After Xu State was conquered by Wu State, Ji Zha also came forward many times to defend the interests of Xu people and discouraged Fuchai from extorting levies. Xu people were very grateful and willing to listen to his words.

Therefore, Xu Cheng surrendered without a fight.

But when Zhao Wuxi came to visit, Ji Zha fell into confusion again.

When Zhao Wuxi was feeding the medicine, Ji Zha quietly leaned on the couch, looked at the prince, and rambled about the deeds of his great-grandfather Zhao Wu.

"Zhao Wenzi is much older than me, but he is extremely humble, and Wen Yu is so out of touch that his words are so eloquent. After I met him in Jin, I realized that there are still people in this world. Such a person, this is the real gentleman."

"He adhered to the legacy of mourning the public, and worked with Han Qi and Wei Shu to restrain Fan and Xun. However, the state capital was kept privately, and the talents of the six ministers were outstanding, the retainers held important positions, and the public office, the country's perilous situation made Wenzi feel unbearable, and often sighed with me, I don’t know where the future of Jin and Zhao’s family will go, so I worry about it all the year round, and I will die in depression after the age of fifty…”

Having said this, Ji Zha seemed to have just recovered, raised his head in doubt, and asked Zhao Wuxi, "How many years have passed since Zhao Wenzi died?"

Zhao Wuxi put down the medicine bowl, "It has been fifty-three years since my great-grandfather passed away."

"Fifty-three years... Fifty-three years have passed..." Ji Zha suddenly gasped, and after a while, he regained his breath, grabbed Zhao Wuxi's arm, and asked, "The Jin country's What about Uncle Xiang, Han Qi, and Wei Shu?"

"Dead."

"Zican from the State of Zheng, where is Yan Ying from the State of Qi!?"

"Zican has passed away for more than 30 years, and Yan Zi has also died for more than ten years..."

"It's dead, it's all dead..." Ji Zha let go of his hand weakly, and smiled bitterly, his goatee trembling slightly.

"In the end, it's just me?"

In this era of broken rituals and music, he is the last gentleman left over from the military era. The crystal tears in the old man's eyes made Zhao Wuxi also moved. Seeing that Ji Zha's asthma was getting worse, he hurriedly called a doctor to come and take a look.

After the magpie doctor diagnosed the pulse, he told Zhao Wuxi that Ji Zha was fine, but that he could no longer be stimulated.

Ji Zha lay back and closed his eyes for a while, as if digesting the news he already knew, or sorting out the time clues in his mind. .

"It turned out to be Hou Zhao, you are here..."

...

Zhao Wuxi was about to leave, but when he saw Ji Zha wake up, he nodded and said, "According to Ji Zi's words for Xu and Wu to surrender, Wu Xie will come as promised."

"The old man is also confused, but Zhao Hou laughed, but when I was in Jin, the old man saw that the three families of Zhao, Wei and Han were brilliant, and he predicted that these three families will grow in the future. Unfortunately, my knowledge is still not as good as Sun Wu. I didn't expect that fifty Years later, the Zhao family has become a prince on behalf of Jin..."

Ji Zha laughed, it seems that his old friend Uncle Xiang and Yan Ying's mutual worries have become a reality, and after Zhao Guo dominates the north, Jianghuai will also be affected by it.

Ji Zha is a good witness of the connection between the north and the south. He has received the teachings of the various summer ordinances since he was a child, and is very eager for the Wu State to reintegrate into the Zhongxia. But he lived too long, and he had to witness Wu State's inevitable slide to barbarism, because only the barbarism that abandoned the lower limit could swallow up the civilized state of Chu. He was defeated in embarrassment. Zhao Jun was so aggressive that not even Ji Zha had time to evacuate.

In the final analysis, he is the old son of the state of Wu. Under such circumstances, he still does not forget to worry about the future of the state of Wu. The same is true for his purpose of inviting Zhao Wuxi to come here: "Marquis Zhao has already acquired Xucheng, swept Huaibei, and then took over Huaibei. When you come down, do you still want to go south to Jiangdong and cooperate with Chu and Yue to destroy Wu State?"

"What if I say yes? What will Ji Zi do?"

Ji Zha said with a wry smile: "This old man has already stepped into the grave with one foot, and he can't do anything. It's just sad, this old man has longed for Wu State to reintegrate into the Central Plains all his life, but he ended up doing it this way."

"But the old man still wants to advise Zhao Hou, it is too late. If Zhao Guo goes south, he is just a vanguard for Chu and Yue. Jiangnan is cold and hot, Zhao Jun is not satisfied with the situation and people's hearts return, and they cannot hold back. , I insist on the lessons of the Northern Expedition, and I hope Zhao Hou will keep it in mind..."

"Ji Zi's words are reasonable, but even if I am willing to let Wu Guo go, will Fu Chai forget the humiliation of this defeat? In a few years, if he can defeat Goujian and repel Chu country, will he have to go north again, come here. What about revenge on Zhao State? When a few people attack it, Wu State will also perish, first and then perish, what is the difference?"

Ji Zha was silent, this was indeed like the character of Fuchai, and he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Even if Zhao Wuxi was now discouraged from going south, Wu Guo withstood the attack of Chu Yue, but sooner or later it would still perish. Once the Central Plains were defeated, the "potential" that Wu had maintained for a hundred years was completely vented.

He knew that his character was unable to take over the sword of King Wu and slaughter it, so he had escaped his responsibility several times, but at this moment, Young Master Ji Zha felt a little regret...

Maybe he took over the throne of King Wu at the beginning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is committed to making Wu State break away from barbarism and integrate into Zhuxia. Although he cannot dominate the southern kingdom, although he cannot compete with Chu and Zhao, he can at least survive as a small country with few people. , what is this, what is this...

The responsibilities that have been avoided will come sooner or later, and it is not too late to do those things that he should have done long ago.

Ji Zha tried to sit up again, but it turned out to be too difficult for him. With the help of Zhao Wuxie, he barely got up, and then he stretched out a withered and speckled hand and put it on Zhao Wuxie's shoulder. : "Fu Chai did not devote himself to virtue, but tried to use force to compete for the lords, and suffered a great defeat. But what sin did the people of Wu State? Ji Zha's feelings that Zhao Hou can let Wu State go once, so that you can get a good reputation, and at the same time also Be able to devote yourself to virtue and stabilize the people of Xu country. As for Fuchai..."

At the end, his voice was nothing but pleading ravings: "The old man will write a silk book to persuade Fu Chai to give up the land of Huaibei and submit to Zhao Hou!"

He didn't even propose to return to the south in person, because Ji Zha seemed to know that his body might not be able to reach Suzhou or Wuzhong, and this time, he might not be able to survive it either!

ps: The second chapter is at night (to be continued.)