Luoyi, once located in the center of the world, has now become in decline.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the city gate were wearing old armor and leaning against the city gate to take a nap. The weapons in their hands were already covered with copper rust. Runes that could gather huge power in the past were also incomplete and lost their function.

The burning sun shines on the city wall, and the stubborn weeds almost fill the city wall, which adds a bit of green to this desolate old city.

Almost all the people in the city can move out have been moved out.

After all, an incompetent monarch cannot defend their lives or even their lives.

With the "stound" of many surrounding vassal states, robbers would always enter the city every now and then, kill and loot.

Even the morning sun cannot make this dead city more grace and magnificence, but instead creates a tragic color that is like a slow old man about to quit.

Even so, it will continue to be like this for hundreds of years, breathing and accompanying its tragic masters from generation to generation.

As the ruler of this city and the nominal co-lord of the world, King Jing of Zhou... Of course, he cannot be called King Jing of Zhou now. King Jing of Zhou is his posthumous title, and he should be called King Ji Gui of Zhou. Ji Gui stood on the top of a high attic and looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers in the distance.

I couldn't help but feel sad again: "How sad is the great rivers and mountains are not owned by me?"

The pale-faced eunuch stepped on the creaking sound, as if it might break at any time, and whispered: "Master! It's time to have breakfast!"

"What should I eat today?" Ji Gui turned his head and asked.

Not bad! As a king, as the nominal lord of the world, Ji Gui can worry about the only national affairs, such as "what to eat today", "what to eat tomorrow", "what to eat today", "what to be the weather tomorrow", etc.

Of course, it is necessary to talk about food and weather issues in a big way.

The eunuch whispered: "Today General Huang went out of the city to hunt a boar and sent half a boar to the king."

Ji Gui frowned and sighed, "Are you eating pork again?"

The pork that has not been castrated does not taste very good and is called cheap meat. The wild boar may be slightly better, but if there are not enough cooking ingredients to remove the fishy smell, it may not be good anywhere.

What's more, the world is dominated by pork every meal, so it should be joked if it is spread.

The eunuch lowered his head and did not dare to answer the conversation.

Although Ji Gui, the King of Zhou, was in a downfall, he was just a lowly slave, and King of Zhou Ji Gui could still easily decide his life and death.

"Report..." A long drag sound came from a distance, and then went straight into the depths of the palace, unobstructed.

It can be seen that the guards in the palace are already extremely empty.

Ji Gui hurriedly walked to the hall, looked at the soldiers coming from the news, frowned and asked, "Are those 'robbers' coming to invade again?"

Ji Gui knew the identities of these robbers very well, but he thought it was not appropriate to calculate the time.

Logically, last month has passed, so it is impossible to come again this month.

Although he, the King of Zhou, is a false ambition, now the countries have checked and balanced each other and have not yet obtained the qualification to compete for the Central Plains. Instead, he, the King of Zhou, has the need to exist.

If he is forced too fast and disappears all at once, the countries will become in chaos.

"Report to the king! It's not a robber! Look at the flag and armor, it should be Chu soldiers." The messenger gasped and replied.

"Chu Bing?" Ji Gui was stunned.

"Isn't Xiong Ju here? He also wants to try the Jiuding to see if he has the qualification to sweep?" Ji Gui thought in his heart and smiled contemptuously.

Duke Huan of Qi, Duke Wen of Jin, and King Zhuang of Chu, were not the overlords of a generation, and the princes in the world were breathless.

So what? It’s still difficult to block the power of the Nine Cauldrons under the Nine Cauldrons. In the end, they had to retreat obediently and extinguish the ambition to seize the world.

It is ridiculous that a mere bear's life dares to have such ambition.

"Hold a banquet! Move to the White Deer Palace!" Ji Gui ordered.

Although Xiong comes here, he will definitely return without success. However, according to the rules, the other party will have to pay some tribute and cannot come empty-handed. Therefore, although the banquet will waste the originally small family's assets even more without any trouble, it will also gain more.

Overall, this transaction is not a loss, and it can satisfy the long-bearing desire.

After thinking about it, Ji Gui said again: "Zhao Gongzi Meng, Gongzi Chao will accompany you!"

Gongzi Meng is the second son of the legitimate son, and Ji Gui's eldest son died young. In the future, the position of King Zhou was his. Although Gongzi Chao was a concubine, he had always been loved by Ji Gui, so he also invited him to accompany him, which was a good meal.

The Bailu Palace was originally not the main hall of the Zhou Palace, but the main hall was disrepaired for a long time and could no longer live in the banquet for guests. Therefore, the Bailu Palace, which was originally just a side hall, became the new main hall.

The hall is majestic, but the vermilion lacquer fades, and the decorations inside the hall are also a bit outdated, so the solemnity is greatly lost.

When Chu He brought Zao Qijiang, Jiang Xiaobai, Sun Miao and Sister Mimi dressed in men's clothes into the hall, he felt his eyes gathered.

Ji Gui, who was kneeling on the main seat, suddenly showed surprise.

Of course, he had never seen Xiong Ju, but he also knew that Xiong Ju was definitely not so young.

But looking at Chu He wearing aristocratic costumes in the red background and black sides, and there were generals like Qian Qijiang around him, he couldn't figure out the origin of the river.

"Young Master of Chu, pay homage to the king!" Chu He bowed slightly, but did not bow down.

The young master sitting on Ji Gui's right hand suddenly slapped the table in front of him and angrily scolded: "What a barbarian from Chu who disrespects the king. Even if the king comes here, he needs to kneel down to worship my father. How dare you be so arrogant?"

Ji Gui coughed dryly, followed by a cough. He did not forget what the soldiers in charge of reporting the news said that Chu He also brought thousands of Chu soldiers on this trip.

If he really offended Chu He, if he did anything extreme, he would have no place to regret it.

At this time, Ji Gui couldn't help but feel a little upset. Why did he take this rash second son to the hall?

But I heard the young master say, "This young master is coming from a distance. I am a little tired and I have never remembered these false gifts. Why should I be so angry with my brother?"

"People come and ask Gongzixian and all the generals to take their seats."

Ji Gui nodded with satisfaction. Although he was a concubine, he was much more sensible than the young master.

Chu He did not sit directly, but clapped his hands.

I saw dozens of Chu soldiers carrying heavy wooden boxes and breaking into the hall.

Before Ji Gui got angry and questioned, he said, "I have prepared some small gifts for this trip. As a tribute to the king, I hope the king will not abandon it."

After saying that, he opened a wooden box.

Suddenly, the jewelry in the box flashed directly into Ji Gui's eyes.

The young master, who was about to attack again, swallowed his saliva and forgot how to speak.

Some old Zhou officials who just came to accompany the guests and were the heads of the crowd widened their eyes that were originally sleepy and narrowed.

Ji Gui suddenly stood up from the main seat, stepped directly over the table, rushed to the front of the box in three or two steps, his eyes glowed green. After a while, he finally asked in disbelief with a dry voice: "Are these... really dedicated to me?"

Happiness came so suddenly that it was about to break Ji Gui's old waist. He felt that his heart was about to pop out of his throat, and he was afraid that Chu He would say no.

(State in advance that although King Jing of Zhou in real history has been very miserable, it is definitely not so miserable. This is just an exaggerated way of writing. In order to match the plot needs, it creates tension... That's right! So beg for a reasonable party and don't slap the face again! It's not easy to write a book on waste paper, please don't abuse it! Brothers who are watching pirated versions, please come to Qidian to support it, thank you!)
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