Perhaps it was really telepathy. After Zhao Hu coaxed him like this, the baby stopped crying. His bright eyes kept staring at him, and his little mouth opened and opened, as if he had something to say.

"Master Zhao, eldest son, please hurry up! The city gate will be closed soon." The chamberlain shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhao Hu was cruel and found a bay with deeper water and pushed the futon towards the center of the river. It was the watery season in the summer months, and although the water flow was not very fast, it could keep up with the strength of the horse's legs. The Zhao family and his son and the waiter

Jian Fei got on his horse and followed the current downstream in pursuit of the futon in the water.

The people watching the excitement on the bank also walked slowly along, pointing at the futons in the river.

"Look! That's Young Master Xie's newly born son. The king said that this son is unlucky and wants to sink him into the river!"

"Hey! What kind of sin does a newborn child have? What's good or bad? Could it be that he deliberately wanted to cut off the bloodline of the late king and that's why he said this? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you can really do it!"

The discussion came down the wind, and the face of the inner chamberlain was suddenly ashen. But the father and son in front of him were unaware. They were very tense from their thoughts to their muscles. They kept looking at the futon in the river. At first, the futon flowed down the river.

The three of them had to tap the horse's buttocks gently to keep up.

Gradually, the futon seemed to have absorbed the water, and the flow began to stagnate. Suddenly, the river water reached the baby's back, and a loud baby cry came from the center of the river. The crying sounded loud and clear, and everyone's heart tightened.

Zhao Gong glared at his son, but saw Zhao Hu's hand holding the riding crop trembling slightly------

Some people had turned their backs and did not dare to look into the river anymore. At this critical moment, someone suddenly pointed at the middle of the river and shouted: "Look, fish, there are so many fish!"

In the Fengshui River, this small futon is like a magnet. Hundreds of fish, big or small, all swim towards it. The fish groups are getting denser and denser, as if they are piled up into a fish island, and the futon is pulled away from the fish island.

Life was rising in the water. It was an unprecedented spectacle! Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Hu jumped off his horse first, knelt down and shouted: "The River God has appeared! The River God has appeared!"

The people were shocked and knelt down one after another, kowtowing like they were pounding garlic: "The River God has appeared! The River God protects us!"

"Quick! Get the child up quickly!" As soon as Zhao Gong finished speaking, two servants who were good at water jumped into the river and swam to the futon. After a while, they rescued the child ashore.

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"Sir," Zhao Gong held the baby in his arms and said to the stunned eunuch: "Your Excellency has also seen the situation with his own eyes. This is clearly the sacred spirit of Fengshui River, protecting this child. This is the will of God. I hope to report back to you.

Your Majesty, if you forgive this child, you must not violate God’s will!”

"This------this", the eunuch was speechless and hesitated for a long time. He had no choice but to walk away and return to the palace.

Looking at his leaving figure, Duke Zhao felt relieved and sighed: "This matter is finally over!" Thinking of the situation just now, he was still a little scared and scolded his son: "Although your plan is good, what if something goes wrong?"

Come on?"

"No, I have arranged for people to swim in the water in advance. If the fish don't gather, they will dive into the water to hold up the futon."

"You are very careful." Zhao Gong looked at the child in his arms and frowned again: "As a father, I am afraid. If this child is really not good for me, Zongzhou, as the divination says, wouldn't my father and son do the same thing?

Something harmful to the country?"

"Father shouldn't have such worries." Zhao Hu looked very awe-inspiring: "God has the virtue of a good life, and a child is innocent? Is it true as the divination says, this son will be unfavorable to Zhou with his destiny. That is also God's arrangement. We and others

The ministers can only obey the destiny and do their best. How can I waste a living life with a meaningless word?"

Duke Zhao was very pleased: "My son's words make sense. He has really grown up. So, you can send the child back to Master Xie's house."

"promise!"

In the dormitory of Haojing Palace, King Zhou Xiao listened to the report from the chamberlain, silently walked to the palace pillars, and sighed: "God's will! Is it not God's will that this child will ascend to the throne in the future?"

The eunuch seemed to want to say something to comfort his master, but suddenly a thought came to his mind and said: "Your Majesty, now that the child cannot be executed, then Young Master Xie should promise to give up the right to inherit the throne in front of the princes of the world. Wouldn't it be good?

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"What do you, a eunuch, know?" King Zhou Xiao said with a flick of his sleeves: "The quarrel between Zhao Gong and his son will spread throughout the whole kingdom. How did the lonely king treat his former prince and grandson so harshly, and how did he hold the throne and refuse to return it? How can the lonely king still take him?

Ji Xie expelled Hao Jing? Do you want all the princes in the world to criticize King Gu as a cold-blooded and lighthearted man?"

"My slave made a mistake. This slave deserves death!" The chamberlain kept kowtowing.

"That's all!" King Zhou Xiao waved his hand tiredly: "Things that are not yours must always be returned. Destiny

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There is a return, and there are many people in the world, and the lonely king has to follow suit, walking on thin ice. Let it go!"

"Son -" Fan Ji hugged his lost son tightly, kissed his little face again and again, crying with joy.

"The young master is a man who survived a catastrophe, and he will have great blessings in the future!" The wet nurse wiped the tears on her face and kept comforting him.

After the initial excitement, Fan Ji calmed down a bit, and suddenly remembered that he had not thanked his benefactor yet, so he hurriedly asked: "Where is Mr. Zhao? I want to thank him in person!"

"Madam, please kindly call the young master to bring the young master back. He left without getting out of the car. He only said that he would pass this to the madam and keep it." The maid handed over a wet futon.

Fanji carefully observed the futon. It was indeed made of woven reeds. It became heavier due to absorbing water. There was nothing special about it. It was just that there seemed to be something sticky in the gaps between the reeds, and it smelled a little bit.

Fishy smell.

The wet nurse also touched them and asked, "Madam, what are these?"

After all, Fanji grew up in a place with many branches of the Jianghan River, and he immediately understood: "The bait is made of corn flour mixed with some chicken offal residue. It is the fish's favorite delicacy. It seems that Mr. Zhao used these

The bait is hidden in the gaps of the futon. Once it enters the water, the fish will follow the smell and look for food, which will lift the futon out of the water."

"What a clever plan! Mr. Zhao is indeed a rare talent in the world. He can come up with such an ingenious method."

"Yes! My son is truly lucky to be rescued by the eldest son of the Zhao family! I will keep this kindness in my heart and I will definitely repay this kindness one day."

"Madam, now that the young master has overcome this disaster, it's time to give him a serious name."

"I've already decided to call him Hu, Ji Hu."

"Ji Hu, what's the point?"

"You don't like Yunhu when you see a gentleman?" Fan Ji just lowered his head and called out: "Hu'er, Young Master Hu, what a nice name."

The wet nurse felt something was wrong and asked timidly: "Madam, do you want to ask the young master for his opinion? Is this how you chose the name?"

Fan Ji's face sank: "Why not? How can he have the dignity to comment on my son's name?"

Ji Hu said "hmm" in his mother's arms, seeming quite satisfied with the name.

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