On the high platform, sandalwood rose, and the slow sound of the piano echoed and gradually rang. A beautiful woman in the palace dress was lowering her head to play the piano, and the gentle and gentle sound of the piano slowly rose under the tenderness. A man in white sitting not far away was closing his eyes and listening with his ears, his expression focused, and sometimes stretched his eyebrows to the rhythm, listening attentively, and he listened intently.

The rhythm of the piano gradually slowed down, as if the musical sound was not stopped, but it seemed like a piano player walked dozens of feet away and then several miles away, and could hardly hear the subtle sound. The piano sound seemed to be still, but one or two extremely low and extremely fine piano sounds started.

The whirls and turns, and the sound of the piano gradually sounds, just like a jade man playing the piano while slowly approaching. The sound of the piano is clear, high and low, light and sound. When it is low to the extreme, after a few spirals, it is lower and deeper, and each syllable is still clearly audible. Gradually, there are occasionally pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, rising and falling, and the sound gradually increases. First, like a singing spring, then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, and the flowers are clustered together, and the birds are singing together. Gradually, the birds leave, and the flowers fall in spring, but when the sound of rain is rustling, a desolate and solemn image, the drizzle is continuous, and there is nothing, and finally everything is silent.

The sound of the piano paused for a long time, and the man in white woke up as if he was a dream. He breathed a long sigh and slowly opened his eyes. He was a handsome young man from a noble family. The man was not young, with a faint fish pattern beside his eyes, and his face was quite vicissitudes. However, he still had beautiful eyebrows, his face was like a jade crown, and his eyes were brilliant. He was a handsome man.

The young master looked at the beauty playing the piano with a smile. Although he didn't say anything, the admiration in his eyes was overwhelmed.

Shan Ji saw that his eyes looked at him were as tender as water, and his heart was secretly happy. You should know that since he returned to China, the person in front of him has not favored her for a long time. He is busy with political affairs every day and stays in the queen's dormitory at night. The young master who was so energetic that year has disappeared, leaving behind the cold and serious King of Yan Ji Zhi.

But for some reason, Ruri played the piano on the high platform. Ji Zhi, who was passing by by a tragic devil, was actually attracted by the sound of the piano. He couldn't help but come to her and sit in front of her, quietly listening to several songs.

Shan Ji Bei's teeth gently bit her red lips and smiled softly, "Master, how about I play the 'flowing water room' for you again?"

Ji Zhi smiled when he heard this, his face was gentle and elegant. He was about to speak, but suddenly his face changed drastically. His originally gentle face became ferocious and terrifying. His breathing became sharp and his eyes became red.

Shan Ji, who was standing beside him, saw that he suddenly became so horrible, immediately covered his lips with his hands in horror, and took several steps backwards. Suddenly, he thought of something, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Ji Zhi and said in a lost voice, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

"Get out." Ji Zhi pushed Shan Ji away with a sudden move, without any mercy on the face.

Shan Ji was suddenly pushed down by him, and his head hit the table with heavy head. He screamed, and blood suddenly poured in. He covered his wound and looked at Ji Zhi with a look of horror on his face.

Ji Zhi suddenly drew out his sword, and the sword pointed directly at Shan Ji who was frightened on the ground. Jian Feng trembled slightly with his body, his face twitched, and his expression on his face was in great pain. Finally, he shouted, swung his sword and slashed the guqin on the table for two pieces.

"Come." Ji Zhi hardened his heart and turned around, roaring loudly with a blue face.

"No." The little eunuchs serving on the side hurried forward and responded.

"Drag this woman down and hang her."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire platform was extremely quiet. The little eunuchs looked at each other, with their eyes wide open as if they thought they had heard it wrong. Shan Ji on the ground stopped sobbing, her beautiful eyes widened, stared at Ji Zhi's back in a daze, and suddenly kowtowed and cried shrillly, "Master, I am innocent, why are you sentenced to death?"

The wound on Shanji's forehead was already blurred, and blood dripped on her flawless face, making her look particularly shocking.

Ji Zhi never turned around, but just bit his waist and roared in a low voice, "Didn't you hear me?"

The little eunuchs then woke up as if they were dreaming, and hurriedly stepped forward and dragged Shan Ji up in a panic. Regardless of her struggle, they dragged her down with all their might.

Shanji's miserable crying was finally underestimated for a long time. Ji Zhi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The nails in his hand were deeply trapped in the flesh, with a look of pain on his face.

Suddenly he pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and cut it hard into his arm. Blood suddenly gushed out. But he didn't look back and let her begging disappear into the corridor.

The eunuchs serving on the side were suddenly panicked and rushed forward to bandage him and put them in wounds. Ji Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and said sternly, "I will pass on my will. If there is another sound of distracting nature in the palace in the future, no matter who it is, I will be killed without mercy."

"No." The people rushed to answer the order, their faces full of fear.

The only thing that didn't reply was Su Qin, who was standing there quietly in the distance. He looked at everything that happened on the stage and witnessed Shan Ji being dragged away without mercy, but never spoke, but just looked quietly. Until Ji Zhi turned around and looked at him, he calmly bounced the dust on his sleeves and stepped inside seriously.

"See the King." Su Qin bowed slightly.

"Su Xiang is not etiquette." Ji Zhi said in a calm voice, his arms still allowed to be bandaged by the eunuchs, probably because it touched the wound and his brows frowned slightly.

Su Qin stood quietly beside him, looking at the dense scars on Ji Zhi's left arm, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, and hesitated for a while and said tactfully; "Your Majesty, your ministers know very well, but if you are too strong, you will easily break; if you are too strong, you will be humiliated. Everything needs to be grasped. Only when you are relaxed and relaxed can you be the way of civil and military."

Ji Zhi's breathing gradually calmed down, and he slowly turned around and looked at Su Qin. Ruyu's face had a very disproportionate look of vicissitudes. He smiled bitterly when he heard this. "What Su Xiang said was very true, but I didn't have much time left for me. During the turbulent times, I was in charge of the dynasty when the country was destroyed. My father and brother Wang were killed by treacherous ministers one after another. The territory of Yan State was lost, and countless soldiers and people were killed and injured. Jicheng was occupied by the Qi people for four years. Except for my wife, my concubines and children, who were following me in Korea, all others died tragically at the hands of the Qi soldiers."

"What a great shame! Since Duke Zhao was named Beibo by King Wu, my Yan State has always been in charge of the power of attacking Rongdi and the chief of the northern princes. Even Duke Huan of Qi in his prosperous period, Duke Wen of Jin respected our Yan State very much, but now he has made Qi State so humiliated! My Ji Zhi will not avenge this revenge, and will not be a human being in this life and death, and will never enter the Taimiao after death!"

Speaking of this, Ji Zhi's breathing gradually became rapid, his mouth twitched, and he clenched his fists tightly and said, "So I have been sleeping all night since I ascended the throne, diligent in political affairs every day, and abandoned all my previous disillusioned preferences. I was determined to destroy Qi and take revenge, and I was so embarrassed like this."

"But I have been extremely fourteen years, but I still gain very little. How can I not be anxious? How many more fourteen years can I wait? I have no time anymore, no time!"

When he said the last time, Ji Zhi almost roared, his fists clenched, his eyes widened, and he looked directly at Su Qin.

Looking at the King of Yan who was already in a state of madness, Su Qin couldn't help but feel a hint of pity in his heart. He knew this King of Yan so well that no one in the world could know Yan's position better than Su Qin.
Chapter completed!