The rumble of carriages slowly passed by, and in the golden sunshine, the reflection of a carriage with elegant lines passed leisurely on the ground. The four sides of the carriage were wrapped in expensive and exquisite East China Sea silk. After a long period of movement, they finally arrived at the capital of the old Zhou Empire. Inside the carriage
The "distinguished guests" say hello to the residents outside the car from time to time.
"I respectfully welcome the King of Haibo Kingdom. Please follow me to the inn to wait." The Minister of Rites received Qingmeng, who went to the inn. On the way, he discovered a very large prison, and the people inside kept wailing, as if they were coming from hell.
The message that came out from the medium was, "Can I go to the prison for a walk?" Qing Meng asked.
"What's so good about breaking a prison? Those people are trash." said the Minister of Etiquette.
"I'm still a little interested, please take me in and take a look." Qing Meng was a little excited.
"Who do you think you are? Dare to give orders to me? The king of a small country is just the king of a small country. He doesn't have basic etiquette." The Minister of Rites yelled, and Qing Meng suppressed his anger and remained silent.
That evening, Qing Meng was still interested in the prison. She put on some clothes and ran to the street through the back door. When she came to the prison door, several jailors looked fierce and wide-eyed. Qing Meng looked out of the clothes.
He took out some money and was able to enter. "You can only watch for 5 minutes, otherwise it's time for the adults to come!"
Qingmeng looked around and noticed a special smell, which was the humidity after the rain, coupled with the smell of dried blood. The entire prison was very dark, with only a few oil lamps on both sides shining faintly. There was no sky all year round.
On this day, even the air is turbid. Almost all the people locked up here are repeat criminals of the old Zhou Empire. They may never be able to get out in their lifetime. It turns out that not only does this place smell of dampness and blood, but also there is a terrifying smell of death.
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It turned out that Zhou Li and Wang Riyue were also imprisoned here. I only pity Princess Zhou Li who had never left the palace in her life, but she still believed that her father only imprisoned her temporarily. However, after a long period of torture, she was no longer an adult.
Well, not long after his child was born in this hell on earth, her husband, Wang Riyue, was basically on the verge of death. He had to endure severe torture every day, and ordinary people would have been unable to bear it and died.
Qingmeng happened to come to them and was quickly attracted by the baby's cry. He stood in front of the cage and said: "This child is very cute."
Zhou Li replied: "Yes, he is as cute as his grandfather. When he returns to the palace in the future, he must let him live a good life."
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After hearing this, Qingmeng quickly asked: "Do you have a palace at home? Are you the daughter of some warlord?"
"I am Zhou Cheng's daughter Zhou Li," he said with a smile on his face.
"You must know that this is a death row! You will die if you enter here!" Qingmeng shouted in fear. At this time, he saw the newly born baby with a band on its forehead, like Erlang Shen's eyes.
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"Maybe my father wants to kill me?" Zhou Li was shocked and burst into tears: "Unconscionable dad, why do you treat me like this!" Qing Meng quickly stopped and planned to change the topic: "What's the baby's name?"
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"I haven't decided yet, how about you give me one?"
"Then in my opinion, let's call him 'Wang Yihang'. I hope he can grow up healthily."
"Can you take him away? If the two of us really die, we can't let the child die." After saying that, Zhou Li burst into tears and hugged the baby tightly, and the baby also cried.
As if he could understand his mother's words, he stroked his mother's cheek with his little hand.
"Don't your father know about his birth?" Qing Meng asked hurriedly.
"He doesn't know that after you take it back, you will only say that it is your relative's child. You must not spread the word that it is mine, otherwise he will definitely catch you."
Qingmeng's opponent tremblingly took over the swaddled baby. The baby smiled, with a chubby little face and half-closed eyes. Sometimes it laughed and sometimes it sucked its own fingers. "Come on, say goodbye to mom." Qingmeng smiled.
He said. The baby also laughed and fell asleep again after a while.
"What's the fuss over there!" the jailer yelled with a stick. Qingmeng quickly blew out the only two lights, unzipped her clothes, put the child in, and ran away quietly.
"Damn it, it's that dead cat again," the jailer yelled, and another jailer asked, "Where's the guy who gave us the money?"
"He's gone out a long time ago, no matter what he does, keep your voice down!"
Qingmeng rushed to the inn with the baby in his arms, intending to climb in through the back window, but at a glance he saw the Minister of Rites and the soldiers searching the house. He quickly squatted down and only heard the words inside: "Damn it, this guy is going to go."
Where is it?" "I haven't found it after searching for a long time. Let's go search in the city!" The soldiers and the Minister of Rites left, and Qing Meng quietly opened the back window and entered the house.
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Inside, I put the baby on the bed, and he was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the bed.
The next day, he heard a commotion outside the door. Qing Meng got out of bed and checked, only to see that the carriage had been waiting for him for a long time. He hurriedly jumped on the carriage and went to the palace.
In front of the majestic palace, Qing Meng's eyes were really opened. Compared with his, this palace looked more majestic, worthy of being the overlord of the East China Sea. The Minister of Rites walked over gently and asked jokingly: "Brother Zhang yesterday
But are you going to meet your wife?" This startled Qingmeng. "No...I didn't do anything, I just went for a walk..."
"Ah hahahahahaha, I said you wouldn't be like this, well, I just hope you didn't go to that prison, let alone meet anyone you shouldn't have met!" The Minister of Etiquette smiled, and suddenly revealed a murderous look, with a vicious look in his eyes.
Staring at Qing Meng, he walked away.
Qingmeng was really frightened to the point of confusion, but in order to avoid being discovered, she had to pretend to be calm and enter the palace.
This palace is not only spacious, but also very gorgeous. It can be said that it is truly carved and magnificent. The four corners of the palace are raised high, graceful like a few swallows spreading their wings and about to fly. The ground made of fine white jade is shining with warmth.
The white marble railings are brilliant, and a huge moon bead hangs on the top of the palace, shining brightly, as if shining on the whole city like a bright moon.
"Qing Meng pays homage to Emperor Zhou. I specially brought 3,000 taels of gold and 500 cattle and sheep." Qing Meng came to the lobby and said.
"You're here, please get up quickly and give King Haibo a seat!" Zhou Cheng said.
Qing Meng stood up and looked around. It turned out that kings from many countries had come here. Their eyes and actions all showed a kind of contempt, and they were even quietly discussing Qing Meng's clothes.
"Thank you for the seat." Qing Meng sat in the banquet.
"Today is my sixtieth birthday, Zhou Cheng. I'm glad that everyone can come to support me. Our country has prepared fine wine. I won't go home until I'm drunk today!" Zhou Cheng said happily. Everyone congratulated them. Only Qing Meng was doing nothing.
of drinking.
"You incompetent thing, how could King Zhou Cheng hire you, a useless emperor of a useless country? This is the temple of our adults, what is a young kid like you doing here?" At this time, an old man Everyone laughed loudly, wondering how Qing Meng should spend this Hongmen Banquet safely...