"Jing'er has grown up." Just as Xiong Jing wanted to say that only when his father is alive, this country will not fall into the situation of being suspicious of the young country, and can only seek to live in the critical moment, Concubine Zhao sighed and said this.

"Mother's Mother..." Xiong Jing was tense when he defended himself, trying his best to make Concubine Zhao understand him. Concubine Zhao's sigh made him relax, feeling that he should not be confronted by tit. After all, Concubine Zhao was worried about him for her own good.

"Mother is happy, happy that you will save your father without hesitation." Seeing the apology in his son's eyes, Concubine Zhao smiled. "This is the eldest son of Chu, and he can be the king of Chu." Xiong Jing felt a little ashamed when she said this. Concubine Zhao said again: "It's time, Jing'er will go to the main bedroom to serve the king."

The prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the descendant of the Spring and Autumn Period, the eldest son of the present, and the prince of the future, would pay his respects to his father San every day. When he met a small disease, he would check his meals personally. If he had a sleeping disease, it would not only be a meal, but also a soup and medicine, and feces. Xiong Jing was young, and the chief servant Jiang and others thought that the prince didn't know anything and did not let him read feces. So he read a book on the side of the bed during the day and slept at night. The King of Chu was asleep just now, and he had time to come back to toss the willow bark.

The plane of the palace is a cross, and the plane of the inner bedroom is also a cross. It is not far from the palaces of the concubines in the west to the main bedroom in the south. When Xiong Jing came back, the King of Chu was still sleeping soundly. The headmaster Jiang and the doctor Yin Li Jin guarded him and did not dare to leave a step. Seeing the prince coming, the two hurriedly greeted him quietly.

"How about Father?" Xiong Jing breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that his father would suddenly wake up when he was not here.

"The king has been sleeping for a long time." Yingli walked to the door of the dormitory and whispered. "I just summoned me to you just now, but the minister dared not leave."

"Nothing happened." Although Xiong Jing did not think that Yi Yin had the ability to heal his father's heart disease, it was always good to be loyal and loyal.

"What medicine should be tried?" Shengli asked again.

"The juice of the willow tree." The palace has a complete dietary safety system, so Xiong Jing told the truth. "Drinking moderate amount can relieve pain,... it can also relieve heart disease."

"The juice of willow tree?" In ancient times, witches and doctors were integrated. Feng Li was not surprised by the sap to cure diseases, but thought about the willow tree. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it. How can I know how to relieve my heart disease?"

"Born to know it." Xiong Jing had to throw out this spell - he couldn't explain too many things, and he said it so hard. "After testing the medicine, I will drink it before my father. If I don't relieve my heart, how can my father worship the Taimiao?"

Fengli did not doubt Xiong Jing's filial piety, he was just worried about the medicine itself. He said: "In ancient times, Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, but the good and bad of all herbs were mixed. Shennong unexpectedly many times. Willow trees are evil trees, and they are the most yin and cold. The eldest son is the crown prince of the country, so you must not be in danger."

The King of Chu was terminally ill and his life was not long. Xiong Jing was the crown prince of Chu and the crown prince of the country. Fengli had to persuade him. Xiong Jing did not expect Liu Shu to have such a reputation and smiled bitterly: "There is no father, no Chu. For the great Chu country, we must cure the father's illness, even if it is slow for a year. You don't have to persuade him anymore. If the experiment is successful, I will drink first."

"Jing'er... Jing'er..." Feng Li wanted to persuade him again, but Xiong Yuan's voice came from the bed. Xiong Jing hurriedly said, "I'm here." He said it over.

When he was sleeping, his hair was not crowned, and his hair was dispersed. Xiong Yuan was no longer majestic. He seemed to have grown twenty years older overnight. Seeing his son right in front of the bed, he smiled and said, "I dreamed of the previous king. The previous king said that the Great Chu would prosper."

Xiong Yuan's smile made Xiong Jing feel sad. The bird is about to die, and the singing is sad. The person is about to die, and the words are kind. He also smiled and said, "If you want to prosper the Great Chu, you must teach him. Please ask the father to teach his children for three years."

Xiong Yuan's smile was restrained by his son's words. After three years, he felt that he could not last for three months. But his son was right in many things and he really had to teach him.

"My father, please drink the mud." The soy milk in the small tripod was always hot. This was made by Xiong Jingming Ji Chuyin in the morning.

"Okay." This should be the first cup of soy milk in the world. Xiong Yuan actually drank it all in one go. After drinking it, he ate another bowl of porridge before he started talking:

"All people must know their ancestors, but they are not clear, and they are laughed at by the world. The ancestors of our Chu people were the Sun God Emperor Jun. Now the Chu people call him Donghuang Taiyi, which is the origin of the Chu people sacrificing the sun and Guidong. After Emperor Jun, there was Yan Emperor, and Zhurong. The Yan Emperor's clan originally lived in Jiangshui, so Jiang was the surname, and the Yin people called it Qiang.

When Emperor Yan died, Wu Hui ascended the throne, Wu Hui was born in Lu Zhong, and Lu Zhong married the daughter of Gui Fang, who gave birth to six children: the eldest was Kunwu, the second was Shenhu, the third was Pengzu, the fourth was Huiren, the fifth was Cao surname, and the sixth was Ji Lian. Ji Lian is the ancestor of our Chu people. Ji Lian thought of the mother of Jianfei, so he regarded Jae as his surname, Jae was connected to Mi, so the queen's surname was Mi.

During the time of Ji Lian, the clan moved east to Zheng. The ancestors took the position of shrinking wine, so they used qian as their clan. The qian was connected with Xiong, so they became Xiong. Ji Lian married the daughter of Pan Geng of Yin Shang, Sun Bishu, and gave birth to Yingbo and Yuanzhong. The Yin people attacked Qiang, but the ancestors did not help. The Yin people attacked the ancestors. Xuexiong led the clan to move to Jingzong, and the mother was listed as his wife. He gave birth to a wife. Li Ji. When he was born Li, his mother was difficult to give birth, and his ribs were out of the sky. The witch wrapped his belly with a jing twelvet. After that, the clan called himself Chu..."

Most of the ancient events were oral. Xiong Yuan's difficult memories wanted to engrave these past events in his son's heart. When he talked about the wife and mother of Xiong, Lie, who died of Xiong Li, and his ancestors called himself a Chu person, he suddenly remembered that Xiong Jing almost had to come out of the ribs that year, but fortunately he finally gave birth to the ribs backwards. Because his legs were as long as jing, he was named Jing.

Ji Lian and Xiong Li, these two difficult-to-be-born ancestors were born at a critical moment when the fate of the Chu people was at risk. Without them, the Chu people would have been annexed by other tribes and could not have reproduced to this day. Now, God has descended Jing'er, who has lived in poverty, should have wanted him to save the Chu country at this critical moment when the country was destroyed and the society was destroyed.

Looking at his son who was listening carefully, Xiong Yuan suddenly felt a little excited, excited by joy, and then his heart began to hurt again.

"Father..." Xiong Jing was shocked, turned his head and shouted: "Xingli!"

"The father is not in trouble." Xiong Yuan immediately calmed down. This was joy, and he could always endure the joy of happiness.

"King..." Chang Jiang and Yi Yin had already knelt down. Seeing the king frowning but smiling, he was very confused.

"Get back." Xiong Jing said. The doctor's yin could drink some medicine for his father of unknown origin, and then let the witch pretend to be a ghost. The instructor danced around the bed with a peach wood bow, and finally expelled the female ghost. He had no other treatment.

"Vei." Seeing that the King of Chu's expression gradually returned to normal, Chang Jiang and Feng Li glanced at Xiong Jing and then stepped down.

"If Jing'er is taller, she can be the king." The son's words just now made Xiong Yuan feel the majesty of a superior, and he was very satisfied. Unfortunately, his son would have to wait until he was twenty years old to rule. "This is the case in ancient times, so you can ask Doctor Song for the rest." Xiong Yuan said.

Xiong Jing studied the later history of the Chu people in the Academy. Xiong Li's grandson was Xiong Yi, the founding king of Chu. At the time of the Shang and Zhou dying, the Chu people joined the coalition of princes of King Wu of Zhou, Ji Fa, to attack Shang, and won in Muye. King Zhou of Shang burned himself to death. But afterwards, the Chu people had no benefits. Instead, all the relatives of the Ji family were sealed. It was not until King Wu's son King Cheng that Zhou Gong rushed to Chu to take refuge that he admitted the fact that the Chu people occupied Jingshan and was granted a poor viscount.

"Our Chu State is overlord of King Xianwu and over King Xianzhuang. Unfortunately, the aristocratic clans were chaotic at this time. The king and the brothers were killed, causing all kinds of disasters. You must be jealous of others in the future, and you must not be jealous of your flesh and blood." Xiong Yuan originally wanted to talk to his son about the internal affairs of Chu, but when he talked about the five sons of the Communist Party of Kings, he was worried that Xiong Jing and Xiong Han would follow in the footsteps of the five sons of the Communist Party of Kings.

"Don't worry, Father, I promise nothing to be ill." Xiong Jing thought of Xiong Han, who was carved with jade, and had a smile on his face.

"Concubine Li wants his father to be a soldier in Kuaiji, what do you think?" Xiong Yuan asked, and then looked at his son carefully.

"This is a good thing." Xiong Jing's answer was unexpected.

"Why is it a good thing?" Xiong Yuan asked, using his son's words.

"Kuaiji, the former capital of Yue State, is now Kuaiji County of Chu State. Although it is a border area, the people of Yue dare not restore the country, which is no different from the inner town."

Sixty-eight years ago, King Wujiang, the King of Yue, believed in Qi's cunning words and refused to attack Qi and instead attacked Chu. King Wei of Chu led his army to kill him. Later, Wujiang's descendants built several small countries such as Ouyue, Minyue, Nanhai, Luoyue, etc. Because they were worried that the Yue people would restore the country, Kuaiji had always managed it in the form of a border county, but none of the Yue did not have the ability and determination to restore the country, and the Chu State was also lazy.

"Jianghuai is my last barrier, and Wu and Yue are my last foundation. Now Wu is granted the title of imperial court, but Yue is in the hands of the county magistrate, and it is seized in the name of a prince. The county magistrate cannot complain." Xiong Jing expressed his thoughts.

This idea surprised Xiong Yuan on the spot. After a while, he said: "Ruozi Xie and Han'er..."

"Have you forgotten the rebellion between the five sons of the King of the First Communist Party?" Xiong Jing asked back. "I am brothers with Han'er. If we fight, the State of Chu will perish. For the sake of the present, only if the brothers are united and the common people work together, and then use Jiangdong as the foundation to unite the county and county magistrates, can we fight for the state affairs. Otherwise..."

The county magistrate was removed from Kuaiji County in the name of being a prince, and the county magistrate was naturally transferred away. From the perspective Xiong Jing mentioned, this was of course the royal family. Most of the princes had mastered one place, and the county magistrate was missing one place. From this, we can also see Xiong Jing's political line: unite the royal family and the princess, suppress the county magistrate, and then gather the whole country's strength to fight against Qin. This is different from the strategy mentioned by Zhu Guanzi before. Zhu Guanzi wanted Chu to reform the country like Qin State; another prince tutor Xunzi, based on his articles, words and deeds, probably the same is true.

"Brothers are united, and the common people work together to build up the county magistrate with Jiangdong as the foundation..." Xiong Yuan retelled his son's words with a sigh, "Is this Jing'er's policy?"

"I don't know the internal affairs of our Chu. This is a closed-door and unrealistic idea. Please ask your father to teach me." Xiong Jing said hopelessly.

"What should I do if Han'er wants to be king and his flesh and blood are slaughtered?" Xiong Yuan asked.
Chapter completed!