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Standing at the gate of the palace, Zisang subconsciously touched the armor in front of her head. She was still terrified by General Zhou Zai's sword that day.

Fortunately, it was just to tell her that this armor can withstand the power of a sword, so that she should not take it lightly. There are always accidents in everything, and all things are born and restrained.

Originally, Zhou Zai meant to let her ride a horse, but she only rode a horse with Nan Wu last time, and she was not familiar with horses.

For things like Qiushou, even the king is not allowed to travel by car. After thinking about it, he had to feel wronged by Daxue.

Since Daxue entered the palace, he has eaten more fresh meat, and his body has become stronger, and his body is also big. When he is with General Zhou Zai's horses, he does not look short, but there are some horses behind him that have poor concentration and are too scared. Dare to move forward.

The sudden addition of a Shijun in the Nanliang Palace has been a new thing for several days. It is rare for Shijun to return to the palace, so naturally there are more people on both sides of the road.

Soldiers on both sides will open the way and push the crowded crowd to the side, leaving only the idle voices of various colors.

"Hey, the horse Shijun rides is so white and the hair is so long."

"Hey, I don't know women's Taoism, it's a silver wolf."

"Didn't you say that Shijun is a frivolous and beautiful woman? It doesn't look like that at all."

But no, the man on the wolf's back was clad in cold iron armor, with a five-finger-wide bronze sword hanging from his waist, and his helmet was also tightly surrounded.

Where is the peach-colored spring appearance with semi-transparent clothes and jade feet on the ground as rumored.

Even Zhou Zai couldn't help turning to sideways to look at Zisang several times, this appearance was indeed very different from his usual idle appearance.

Taking a closer look at the eyebrows, it is indeed exactly the same as that person back then.

It's just that Princess Ji Li was a very stable person back then, and she would not drink easily in the palace.

It's also the fault of the wine.

Thinking about the past, Ma Ma couldn't help sighing slightly, and Zi Sang, who was nodding from time to time, who shouted Shijun's people next to him, asked through his helmet, "What is the general talking about?"

"I thought of my old friend."

"Zi Sang is best to listen to the story. Jibai said that there is still half a day to go to the hunting ground here. It doesn't matter if General Dan tells you."

Zhou Zai's eyes fell on the armor again, squinted his eyes, and grabbed the reins, Fang just said indifferently: "Do you know why the queen sent the armor to Princess Jili?"

"know."

"Ok?"

The woman on the wolf's back turned her head, with a smile in her eyes: "The queen likes Ji Li."

Although this woman has a laid-back nature, she is somewhat savvy.

Zhou Zai also raised his eyebrows in a rare way, looking at the faint mountain scenery in the distance: "Not bad."

The queen likes Ji Li.

Zhou Zai, the elder brother, didn't know what was going on. As a man, he only thought about it, or maybe it was because the king was away fighting all the year round.

Because of her good family background, the queen was promoted to the position of queen by the Zhou family, which is a family of generals.

At that time, Duke Qing Xi was disturbed by the wars all over the border, and he slept in the newcomer's uniform overnight, and the next day he hurriedly took off his new clothes and red robe, and put on a battle armor and a royal horse.

This sign has been going on for several years, and I don't even remember such a queen very much.

The palace wall is deep, and there are thousands of bonuses inside, no one knows, and no one pities the flowers.

It's probably such a place, but the queen of ten is walking around like a ghost in the palace every day, and she can see the princess Ji Li who is teasing the little prince.

Princess Ji Li is a woman who loves to smile and is kind, so she waved her hand and said come and sit together.

This sitting is familiar.

Because the queen is young, he has no relationship with the king, and has no children, the two of them have no power struggle, so they get better.

Or talk about three or two games at night, or listen to three or two palace music, enjoy the scenery in spring, swim in the lake in autumn, and warm each other in winter.

The love slowly arose.

The queen doesn't drink much, and Princess Ji doesn't drink much either. For some reason, one day they made an appointment with Yuexia to drink.

As soon as it is placed, there is a lot of disturbance, the moon is clear and the autumn is clear, and the scenery is pleasant and cool.

I don't know who did it, and I don't know who made the move first, in short, I can't get rid of the responsibility.

"The queen is so young, how come she didn't?" At this time, they had passed the busy market, and most of the people on both sides who watched the news had slowly left, and they spoke much more easily.

Hearing Zisang's question, Zhou Zai was silent for a while, and then said slowly, "Mr. Qing Xi came back from an expedition, and spent the first night at the queen's place. The queen knelt down and told the truth."

"Grandpa Wang killed her."

"No."

"It's herself."

"Grandpa Wang forced her."

"It's herself."

Zisang was a little puzzled: "Why does she make things difficult for herself?"

"The king didn't say much."

Just say one thing, it's the fault of the widow.

Duke Qing Xi is a very lenient king, he does not judge things arbitrarily, he is at ease, and will not be convicted of crimes lightly.

Zhou Zai sighed: "It is the queen who thinks that she is worthy of the name of the queen and ashamed of the world."

That's right, why make things difficult for yourself, so what if you know your way back.

If she could have thought at that time, what does the world have to do with me, she would not have thought so. Didn't the queen read Ji Li?If Ji Li is left alone, how can he survive.

That's right, women in dramas or historical stories always become confused when it comes to fame and love.

"Does General Zhou have a wife?" The shadow of the Great Liang King's Banner could be vaguely seen in the distance, and he should be approaching the hunting ground, Zisang suddenly felt that the armor on his body was much heavier.

"No."

"That's a pity. I still want to ask General Zhou what will happen if he finds out that his two young ladies are married when he returns from his expedition."

"That's why Zhou won't marry."

"This……."

Did the dignified general not marry because he was afraid of encountering such things? It's a pity, it's a pity that Zisang took another look at Zhou Zai, and couldn't help laughing even more: "It's not good for the general."

Zhou Zai has a serious face: "Very good."

Who doesn't want to have a full house of children and grandchildren, but it is difficult to achieve constant victory like that. It is difficult for those who are concerned to be invincible, because they always want to return.

A fast horse came running towards him, and the armor made of fine copper clanked loudly, and he laughed when he approached: "Little niece of Shijun is really energetic in her appearance today."

"Uncle, thank you."

Fang Zhonghou turned to Zhou Zai who was next to him: "General, are you going to the hunting ground today?"

"The last general's health is weak, I'm afraid I can only watch Lord Hou and the young masters return home with a full load."

After a few words of greeting, Fang Zhonghou rode his horse away again. Zisang was a little taken aback, and then asked Zhou Zai, "Is he in compliance with the rules?"

"He did this kind of unruly thing on purpose to show you."

So Zisang smiled, "I just greeted him."

Zhou Zai also smiled slightly: "Me too."

In front of treacherous ministers, you must hide your weaknesses and arrogance, so that you will not be poked.

He hid the sword in his hand, and when he saw it, he grabbed the tail that was exposed when he turned around. Don't cut the tail, but temporarily root it.

I feel more and more interesting about General Zhou Zai.

The two of them still walked towards the hunting ground unhurriedly, and everyone was still waiting for her, the representative king of Shijun, to go up to sacrifice to heaven.

Arriving at the stage that had been set up, under Zhou Zai's signal, Zisang, wearing a heavy armor, stepped onto the high place with his sword pressed.

The people waiting on both sides below are all wearing military armor and sharp weapons, with swords or knives on the left side, and arrow clusters of various colors symbolizing status on their backs, all of them are full of excitement on their faces.

Standing still on a high place on the stage, all the people below all knelt down, even Fang Zhonghou knelt even though he looked a bit vain.

The high-ranking officials and nobles all bowed to the ground, touched their foreheads to the ground, and shouted: "Shijun is a thousand years old, and Fulu is always safe."

Zisang shook the sword at his waist, imitating what Zhou Zaijiao told her, and said in a deep voice, "Get up."

Because they had never seen each other before, people with certain identities came forward and reported their names.

Next to Fang Zhonghou came up a man who looked only in his twenties and had an extraordinary bearing. The armor on his body was the same as the bronze-colored one of Lord Hou, but he spoke more politely: "Qijie has seen Shijun."

Even if he heard that Qijie was somewhat powerful, he was considered to be of the same generation as Zisang, so he should call him brother, but Zisang smiled and remained silent.

So other people came up one by one and reported their names before finishing.

Not remembering any of them, Zhou Zai glanced at her and said secretly: "Officials are people and things, you should remember them whether you like it or not."

"How to say?"

"Otherwise, you won't know who will kill you in the future."

"Makes sense."

When she was offering sacrifices to heaven, she knelt down and prostrated three times, carrying a heavy body under the shout of the chief of ceremonies, and her neck was dripping with sweat.

When I got up again, I suddenly realized that there was a very eye-catching shadow crouching in the crowd beside me, and when I looked at the small medical box in front of the small gauze hat, the corners of my mouth curled up.

This guy Bai Yunmo always has some ideas.

After many things came back to the banquet table, a palace man took a hard bow and a sharp arrow and came up.

Zhou Zai was also a little surprised, obviously did not expect this link.

Fang Zhonghou said: "In the past, in Qiushou, there were kings who drew bows. This time Shijun wears Wang Yi's arrows, so he should also be responsible for this."

It's probably because I feel unwilling to see me wearing the sword of the emperor.

Zisang took the bow and arrow and weighed it in her hands. It was a good bow. The bows she used before were all made by herself, and they didn't look like it.

With a good bow and sharp arrows, I dare not let it down. Looking at the circles of red silk hanging on the treetops in the distance, the arrow hits the string.

Although the posture was good, Fang Zhonghou still smiled a little: "It doesn't matter if you miss the shot, after all, even the king sometimes misses it."

Even Zhou Zai stepped forward and asked, "It's okay if you don't shoot."

Her son Sang has always been shot in the throat by an arrow, just because she can't see the prey dying.

The arrows go, the strings scatter, the forest empties, the red silk spreads lightly, and the four characters are written, the world is peaceful and prosperous.