"Who is yours? How do you know my mother's name?" Ji Duoyou had already judged from the laughter that the person was a young woman, and her voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm already a noble man, and I can't even hear my voice." After the words came, a woman in a brocade dress in black gauze was already standing on the big stone opposite to many friends, covering her black gauze-made face towel, graceful and slender, and she was ecstatic. When she looked coldly, she was as mysterious as the night.

"Wu Wei----- it's you!" Ji Duoyou was excited and rushed towards the big stone. The woman in black stretched out an arm and stopped her: "Don't go forward, I'm not going to stay here for a long time, and I have no mood to express my love for separation. I only gave it to my cousin for a few words, and then I left after that."

Many friends stopped, but couldn't help asking repeatedly: "Why did you leave without saying goodbye? I have no news for so many years? Do you know how much hard it has been to find out about you? And Li Wei, she has married to Wuzhong Country and is still muttering about you-----"

"Cousin," the voice behind the veil was cold and distant: "If you talk again, my little sister will have to leave."

"Okay, I won't say it anymore, you said." Duoyou had to take a step back and look at listening with a stern look.

"I already know what happened in the Wei Palace." Wu Wei's voice was like the mist in the morning, rippling everywhere: "You have offended the emperor and the Wei Hou this time. Don't you understand? Chengzhou Eighth Division is the heavy tripod weapon held by the Zhou royal family. Will Ji Hu be confident to hand it over to you? Now, it is because the emperor has not taken charge of the rule, and the ruling Zhao Gonghu is your close friend of cousin, so you have no worries for the time being."

Ji Duoyou smiled bitterly: "I understand what you mean, but all the world is the king's land; the shores of the earth are the king's ministers. It's time to count for a while. When the emperor takes power and the summons Zimu can't cover me, he will resign and flee far away."

"I'm afraid it's too late by then." Wu Wei shook his head: "There are people in the court who want to get rid of you now, and there are many people around the emperor. In my sister's opinion, my cousin should take this opportunity to leave the Central Plains and go to Prince Yu Tuge. You saved his life several times, and now he has been appointed as the crown prince, and he will definitely be able to keep you safe and sound in your life."

"No need to say it." Duoyou decisively rejected: "Wu Wei, I know you said this for my own good. However, I, Ji Duoyou, Lai is also from the Zhou Shi Ji family. He cannot betray his ancestors and hometowns, be a traitor, and be humiliated by later generations. He must not bring endless humiliation to Zimu. He must not! A real man lives in the world, but he wants to have a clear conscience and let it go! If he dies, he will die. What are you afraid of?"

Wu Wei's black veil shook slightly, and in a moment, a faint sigh came from under the veil: "Oh, I know I can't persuade you, but I have to try it. It's just that I don't plan to do it, so I'll go!"

Ji Duoyou didn't even have time to shout "Slowly", and he could only hear a rustling sound of dresses. The black gauze leaped into the dense forest behind the big stone, and disappeared in a few seconds. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a light skill!"

"Hey, guest officer—" A cry came from the riverside, and a dark-skinned boy swayed in a small boat: "Guest officer, are you the guests of Haojing who took my master's big boat to cross the river a few days ago?"

It was Bei'er, the young man who was injured when he was in a dangerous situation in an iceberg a few days ago. I don't know when he came, and have you heard this conversation between him and Wu Wei? Thinking of this, Ji Duoyou couldn't help feeling guilty.

The boy hurriedly tied the boat and put it down and said, "Can you cross the river? Although my boat is small, you can cross it with one person and one horse."

Duoyou nodded and led the horse over. The snow-white horse neighed and obediently stepped on the board, standing carefully in the narrow cabin.

"Guest, the young guest said last time that he still took our boat when crossing the river and told me about my sister. I have been waiting by the big river. When I saw a guest, I shook him over and took a look. Finally, I waited for you." Bei'er looked excited.

"Sister? Who is it?" Duoyou asked blankly. He had been absent-minded last time when he crossed the river and had not heard what Ji Hu said to Bei'er clearly.

"Oh, my sister's name is Dong'er. I heard that she was a palace maid in the Haojing Palace. My family was originally by Jianghan, but because of the flood, she fell into the river basin. Now that my parents have passed away, my brother has joined the army, and my younger sister has also sold her to the noble family as a female envoy. I am the only one who follows the teacher's public school to ferry. Have you ever heard of my sister?" Bei'er told her everything about her life experience like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"Are you Miss Dong'er's younger brother?" Duoyou asked instinctively.

Bei'er looked surprised: "The guest officer really knows my sister?"

"I know." Duoyou looked at the boy's eyes and answered seriously: "She is Empress Huang Ying's personal maid and has been taking care of the third prince. But last year, the plague in the Haojing Palace, and your sister didn't survive-------"

The river is surging, and the rolling blue waves are like bronze mirrors flashing in the bright sunlight. The boat is rippling on the blue waves like a dead leaf. The bronze mirror reflects Bei'er's tender face with tears. Many friends are holding the rudder to prevent the boat from losing its direction, but they are thinking of a solution in their hearts.

He was really unsure whether Bei'er had heard a conversation with his cousin Wu Wei on the riverside. Although he was a rough person, he was in the center of the vortex of power and understood the truth that "people's hearts were hard to guard against". If this conversation was leaked and taken by someone with a heart, then he would be a basin of unclean wastewater for himself and Zhao Zimu, and the more he was drawn, the darker he became.

If he was the kind of cruel and cruel person, he should remove this Bei'er to eliminate future troubles, but he never had such an idea. In order to make himself feel at ease, he killed innocent people to silence him. He would not be able to do this in the next life. Then the only way is to take Bei'er with him from now on and cultivate him as a personal guard. In this way, he has a future and can be at ease.

After making up his mind, he asked, "Bei'er, would you like to follow me in the future?"

Bei'er looked confused: "What do you mean by keen?"

Duoyou smiled: "I used to be a general who guarded the royal palace, but now I have been transferred to Chengzhou Eighth Division to train a new army. If you are willing, you can follow me to Chengzhou Camp and be a personal guard. In the future, you can learn skills and make a fortune by yourself. How about it?"

In the Western Zhou Dynasty, the scale of the war was limited, and the soldiers were mostly from the children of nobles and princes, and the number of civilians was not large. Seeing such a good opportunity, Bei'er's eyes lit up: "Really, are you a general of the Eighth Division of Chengzhou? Are you really willing to accept me as your personal army?"

Duoyou nodded with a smile: "There is no false words when they say the Nine Cauldrons."

"I do." Bei'er got up and roared loudly, and knelt down in the cabin: "See the general to the death!"
Chapter completed!