Try to rebel today

In the 18th year of Emperor Zhou Ping, it began to snow as soon as the winter solstice passed.

The snow was weak at first, but after a while it was as strong as fluff, covering the sky and covering the earth, and it lasted for several days.The whistling cold wind rolled with dark clouds, stretching from the cold northern regions all the way to the hinterland of the Central Plains. The extremely cold, once in a century, unreasonably covered the entire Zhou Dynasty, and the south of the Yangtze River was not spared.

In the huts and alleys of King Chu in Jingzhou, frozen corpses can be seen everywhere. Their corpses are curled up, their clothes are thin, and their complexion is pale. He was once a human being.

Some are dead, and some are still on the way.

There was the determined one, Zhan Weiwei walked towards the carved beams and painted buildings, where the wealth and honor of the blue tiles and red walls, holding the last hope, wanted some vitality to survive.

Even a little bit, as long as the rich have a little kindness, they can survive this winter.

It's a pity that luck didn't favor them, and one by one, they finally fell outside the high wall, dying, and the lyrics of the actors inside the high wall were still echoing in their ears.

"The people of Cailing speak after the autumn smoke, and the waves are as quiet as practicing horizontally, and the scenery does not flow when you start..."

It is a Pinghu music.

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Inside the high wall, outside the Nuan Pavilion, beside a small three-legged carved table, Zhou Yao raised his head and leaned against the white jade railing, covering his face with one hand, sighing faintly.

"Pinghule... ah."

The rebirth of life is too sudden. When I wake up after drinking, it is like a dream. I can't tell which is real and which is illusion.But the young body of Huihui can be seen and touched, and the experience in memory is also truly presented in front of his eyes.

The king of Chu’s beautiful and creamy fields, the bright silk and woolen clothes on his body, the gorgeous stage in the distance, the actors who appeared in beautiful colors, and the kind and chubby face of Master Lai of Honglu Temple...all are exactly the same as when he was 17 years old, not bad at all.

This year, the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty became more and more depressed, and its deterrence against the vassal states was almost zero. He was ordered by his father to send Wu as a hostage.He was not in the capital when the order was issued, and Emperor Ping of Zhou did not call him back to the court. Instead, he sent someone to send the edict directly, ordering him to choose the shortest route on the spot, pass through Chu, and go to Wu.

The dignified prince, who was orthodox in the Great Zhou Dynasty, was designated as a proton by his father's imperial edict due to the continuous persecution by various princes!

How embarrassing this is... There is no need to elaborate, how powerful and arrogant Great Zhou was when he unified the world at the beginning, and how shameless he is now.

What's even more embarrassing is that he is a prince whose mother died early. In Wudi, there is only uncle Lan Linchun.

After entering the land of Chu, before he has gone far, he will be entangled in troubles and will be killed.In order to protect him, my uncle entrusted him to his good friend—Master Lai Qishu of Honglu Temple in Chudi to take care of him temporarily, so he walked away alone, pulling his tail away.

When they left, it was agreed that the shortest time was half a month, and the longest time was one month. They would definitely come back to meet him and send him to Wudi safely.

But Zhou Yao knew that his uncle would not come back after he left.

In the past, I didn't do anything, never thought much, looked more, and accepted whatever I encountered, but now that I think about it, it's very strange that my uncle will never come back.

What kind of trouble? His status as a prince is not easy to use, and he needs his uncle to divert his attention before he can avoid the disaster of killing himself?

And why, uncle can avoid it by drawing his eyes away?Along the way, he has been with his uncle, what happened to his uncle, he is the same, and his identity is almost never kept secret, why is it so troublesome to only find uncle and let him go?Are you so sure that he is useless?

Uncle never came back, never disappeared for many years, no one was seen alive, no dead body was found, and no clue was found after investigation, as if he disappeared out of thin air.

It's all... for him?

He didn't have a bright mind before, but he could tell good from bad. Uncle really loved him.

"Stay together, draw a boat and smile at the spring breeze..."

Master Lai shook his head, tapped his fingers to the tune, with an expression of great enjoyment.

He probably didn't know that he would die soon.

Died on a snowy night, his belly was cut open, and his intestines spilled all over the floor, which was very unaesthetic.

Without an uncle, Master Lai, who was most concerned about the situation, also died, and the tragedy of Zhou Yao's life began from this.

The identity was replaced, it was difficult to speak, disasters everywhere, earthquakes, locust plagues, the overthrow of the whole country, the extermination of the country, the river of blood, the pile of corpses... It seems that there is no crisis or difficulty, which he has never encountered before.

No money, no home, not even a name, he has nothing.

So...he never expected that Feng Jiang would like him.

He died from a bowl of poison, which was given to him by his elder brother Zhou Xuan, the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He actually didn't understand why his brother wanted to kill him?He is no longer the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he has made it clear that he has surrendered. It is more beneficial for Zhou Xuan to keep him than to kill him.Was it Zhou Xuan's own initiative, or was it pushed by someone?Why are you obsessed with his life?

But...if it wasn't for this madness, he wouldn't even know that Feng Jiang had him in his heart.

Feng Jiang is too cold, taciturn, never smiles, and his whereabouts are very mysterious. He is extremely difficult to mess with, and he is surprisingly violent. He is especially fierce to him. Every time we meet in memory, Feng Jiang scolds him. What is wrong here, where should it not be , all kinds are not allowed...

He thought it was an unpleasant bullying, but it turned out he liked it?

How many times before did he think he had caught Feng Jiang's weakness, and Feng Jiang gave way to his calculations and persecution?

Feng Jiang must be very sad when he died.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, but they are not my land. Ask when is the year of return..."

The libretto on the stage poured into his ears word by word, Zhou Yao let go of his hand, revealing reddish eyes.

There is no return, he is a proton, the way forward has been set, and this matter cannot be changed!

With a sound of "bang", the takraw ball played by some urchin flew over, scraped the corner of the table and whizzed away, the urchin's triumphant laughter, and the elder's apology, which was not distracted, came from afar. Snow curtain, no pain or itching.

The pain...is my finger.

The wine jug by the table was broken, and the broken porcelain pieces fell on the table and the floor, cutting fingers.

The bright red blood, drop by drop, melted into the pure white snow, scorching brightly.

Turning around suddenly, my mind is still chaotic, everything in front of me seems to be separated by a layer of veil, I can't see it clearly, only the pain between my fingers is real, piercing my heart.

Zhou Yao tilted his head and looked at his fingers, his eyes rolled under his long eyebrows, paused, and turned again.

The past cannot be changed, what is most important now?You are the most important thing!

How can you live up to the time when you have come back?

It's better to turn those regretful, painful, chaotic, confused and unconscious pasts into good ones!

It's still in time... definitely in time!

I have just become a proton, and I have not yet arrived in Wudi, and my uncle Lan Linchun has just left...

I must find a way to find out about uncle's matter, and I may not be able to figure it out for a while.

If you can't understand this in a short time, just look at the present, the present.Mr. Lai is the only person he can rely on at present. If Mr. Lai is dead, no one is willing to help him sincerely. It is difficult to solve the problem of identity, so Mr. Lai cannot die.

Why did Lord Lai die... He can't remember clearly, the time is too long.

But he vaguely remembered that on this day, something big happened and someone died.The person who died was of a good status, the eldest prince of Chu State was in trouble, and the world changed color with anger.The eldest prince of Chu and the four princes have been fighting to the death for a long time, wishing they could directly decide the winner or loser of the big one. This is the beginning, the two sides immediately fight in the dark, extremely fierce...

Master Lai was confused and died in this follow-up battle.

The struggle together is endless. The two princes fought in a hurry and split the country into two halves. One person on one side, strangling you to death. Then Chu country fell into war, the news was difficult to deliver, the people were displaced, and the national power gradually weakened...

This is a ring.

Therefore, as long as this person does not die today and the two princes do not use it as a raft, Mr. Lai will not die.Master Lai is a good friend of my uncle, so I always know a thing or two about my uncle's whereabouts.Even if he doesn't know anything, if there is no war, peace is always good for the time being, the news will be conveyed easily, maybe Uncle Xu sent him a letter.

The person who died is the key!

But who is going to die?

Zhou Yao squeezed the center of his brows hard, he couldn't remember!

It's really not the right time for him to come back!

If it was earlier, quietly pay attention to the surrounding situation, maybe it would be possible to find out, later, it is a done deal, and you can also find a way to solve it, only now, the only way to break the situation is to save the dying person!

...It doesn't matter, he can't remember who is going to die, but he knows where it is.

Zhou Yao clenched his fists and exhaled slowly.

He was no longer that ignorant young man who was ignorant and drifted with the crowd.A few years before his death, he met a friend who had forgotten his age, and studied history with him. His eyes were wide open, his mind became clear, and he understood many things that he didn't know before. He wanted to try a different life a long time ago, but unfortunately he had no chance.

Isn't it right now?

Why not start today and open up a different path!

He knew...that man died in the frozen lake in the garden.

You know, it's almost time.According to the circumstances at that time, the accident happened recently, not more than half an hour ago.

Thinking of the location, Zhou Yao didn't get up hastily, but closed his eyes and thought about it carefully.

He has been here many times to this royal courtyard dedicated to holding various banquets. Although it is a long time ago, he still has a deep memory. Every wall, every tree, every brick and every tile here... cannot be fully understood, but every courtyard, Every path is clear.

A three-dimensional map appeared in his mind, and Zhou Yao picked out the shortest route in just a moment.

There was not much time, and there was no room for overthinking. He straightened his clothes, saw no one was around, turned around, and went up to the verandah.

He is now in the courtyard in the south, and the frozen lake in the back garden is in the north. If he wants to walk there, he has to pass through the atrium.But his status in the territory of Chu State is not easy to use, and it is better to avoid troubles, so the best route is to pick up places that people don't often go, and detour.

You can’t go east, there are theaters, warm pavilions, where people gather and the most lively places, you will be seen casually, and it is easy to delay things; it’s much better to go west and then go north, this road, except for the middle section to avoid There is no way to avoid it, you must take the main road, except for the possibility of being seen, other places are not the focus of today's banquet, and it is very cold, so few people will go.

As the footsteps were taken little by little, Zhou Yao's heart stabilized, and his mind gradually calmed down.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he watched the people coming around, and he listened to the movement in all directions, stepping on the snow, facing the wind, step by step, little by little, he quickly approached the ice lake in the garden.

After turning a few small paths and passing through a few moon gates, the sight suddenly opened up, and we came to the widest and right path.

As long as you go through this road, everything will be fine...

Listening to his own breathing, Zhou Yao stepped on the right path steadily.

At this time, the meal is over, and the drinks and refreshments have passed two rounds. It is the least busy time, and I will definitely not meet... people.

As soon as he thought this way, a maid came out of the corridor carrying a food box.

Zhou Yao's eyes paused, but he didn't stop on his feet. The pace was still the same as before, and he walked over calmly.

The little maid was obviously very busy, and the wind and snow were grinding her people down. She hung her head and watched her rushing forward on her toes, not paying attention to whether anyone was passing by...

At the end of this section of the road, Zhou Yao turned onto the path, his eyes drooping slightly, he took a deep breath, and shook the snow on his sleeve robe.

The road ahead should be smooth.

After walking for a short distance, he saw the frozen lake in the distance.

It is said to be a glacial lake, because it is cold now and the lake is frozen, so it was called this. In fact, this lake was dug in the garden purposely, and the running water was taken to see the scenery. It occupies a large area, and it is not good to stand at a slight angle. , you can't see the side.

It's like... no one.

That was just in time.

Zhou Yao slowed down and adjusted his slightly rapid breathing.

Next, just walk slowly and find a dark place to wait.

It's a pity that good luck didn't always favor him, and a group of people suddenly appeared in the diagonal stab.

Walking in the front is a young man wearing a purple gold python robe and a five-beam crown inlaid with gold inlaid with east pearls, with raised eyes and sharp brows. Brother Fu, he was either flattering or sycophanting, with an extremely flattering posture, and after that, there were many guards.

The memory is a little far away, Zhou Yao only recognizes the leading young man as Chu Yi, the fourth prince of the Chu Kingdom, but he doesn't remember the others.

He does not know others, but others know him.

In the crowd, a young man in a red cloak came out, pointed at his nose, and taunted him, "Hey, look, isn't this our Prince Zhou?"

Listening to the drums and listening to the sound, someone around him immediately responded: "Prince Zhou Zhou, this is the proton sent out by our Emperor Zhou himself! Do you understand the proton? Don't want it, give it to others to play with whatever you want!"

"Tsk tsk, how good do you think this is? If you don't meet him, just let it go, and if you meet him, don't entertain him—wouldn't you belittle our noble status as the prince of Da Zhou?" The young man in the red cloak raised one corner of his lips, The eyebrows and eyes were full of malice, "Hey Zhou Yao, wink a little bit, don't you see that the shoes of the fourth prince of Chu Kingdom are dirty? Why don't you come over and lick them!"

After saying a word, none of the servants dared to raise their heads, and the guards dared to raise their heads but no one spoke. A group of young masters surrounded Chu Yi, all of them looked playful, excitedly waiting to see Zhou Yao's performance, and Chu Yi...

Noncommittal, did not coerce Zhou Yao, but did not stop this group of people from booing.