Chapter 79 Sleeping Salary and Gallbladder 1

On the high platform, the sandalwood rose, and the slow sound of the piano gradually sounded. A palace-dressed beauty was lowering her head and stroking the piano, and the gentle sound of the piano slowly came out. A man in white sitting not far away was closing his eyes and listening attentively, with a focused expression, sometimes zigling with the rhythm, sometimes stretching, and listening attentively, with a look of intoxication.

The rhyme of the piano gradually slowed down, and it seemed that the music could not help but go away. It was like a person who played the piano who walked dozens of feet away and walked a few miles away, which was almost inaudible. When the sound of the piano seemed to be endless, it sounded at a very low level.

The twirl is gentle, and the sound of the piano is gradually ringing, just like a jade man stroking the piano and slowly approaching. The sound of the piano is clear, high and low, softly. When it is low to the extreme, after a few hovers, it goes down again. Although it is extremely low and thin, each syllable is still clearly audible. Gradually, there are pearls and jade jumping in the bass, crisp and short. Here and downs rise one after another, and the heavy sound is gradually increasing. First, it is like a singing spring splashing, and then it is like a group of flowers competing for beauty, and there are also a cluster of birds. The birds are singing and me, and gradually hundreds of birds leave, and the remnants of spring flowers fall, but the sound of rain is bleak, a desolate and killing. The drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, in the end. Everything is silent.

The sound of the piano paused for a long time, and the man in white woke up like a dream. He breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes, but he was a handsome son of a family. The man is no longer young. He has a faint fish pattern next to his eyes, and his face is also quite vicissitudes, but his eyebrows are still beautiful, his face is like jade, and his eyes are brilliant, but he is a good-looking man.

The prince looked at the beauty who stroked the piano with a smile. Although he did not say a word, the love in his eyes was overflowing.

When Shanji saw that he looked at her with tenderness, her heart was suddenly overjoyed. You should know that since returning to China, the man in front of her has not spoiled her for a long time. He is only busy with political affairs every day, and sleeps in the queen's dormitory at night. The brilliant prince's position in those years has disappeared, leaving only the cold and severe position of the king of Yan.

I don't know why I played the piano on the high platform. The girl who passed by here was attracted by the sound of the piano. She couldn't help sitting in front of her and listened to a few songs quietly.

Shanji Bei's teeth gently bit her red lips and said softly, "Wang, how about my concubine playing the 'flowing water room' for you again?"

Ji Zhi smiled when she heard the words, and her face was gentle and elegant. She was about to speak, but her face suddenly changed greatly. Her originally gentle face became ferocious and terrible, her breathing was rapid, and her eyes became red.

Seeing that Shanji beside him suddenly became such a terrible appearance, she immediately covered her lips with her hand in horror and stepped back a few steps. Suddenly, she thought of something. She hurried forward to hold Ji's post and lost her voice and said, "Wang, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

"Get out of here." Ji Zhi fiercely pushed Shan Ji away, and there was no pity for the jade.

Shanji might as well be pushed down by him and hit her head heavily on the table. With a scream, blood suddenly poured in. She covered the wound and looked at Ji's position, and her face was full of panic.

Ji Zhi Huo Ran pulled out his sword, and the sword front pointed to the frightened Shanji on the ground. The sword front trembled slightly with his body, his face was **, and the expression on his face was painful. Finally, he shouted and waved his sword to split the guqin on the table into two parts.

"Come on." Ji Zhi hardened his heart and turned around, and roared loudly with a blue face.

"No." The little eunuchs waiting beside him hurried forward and answered.

"Drag this woman down and be begung."

As soon as the words fell, the whole platform suddenly became extremely quiet. The eunuchs looked at each other and opened their eyes wide as if they thought they had heard it wrong. The good girl on the ground also stopped sobbling. Her beautiful eyes were wide open. She looked at Ji's back in a daze. Suddenly, she kowtowed and cried sadly, "King, I'm innocent. Why did I die?"

The wound on Shanji's forehead was already blurred, and blood fell on her white and flawless face, which was particularly shocking.

Ji Zhi never turned around, but bit his waist and roared in a low voice; "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Only then did those little eunuchs wake up from a dream. They hurried forward and dragged Shanji up in a panic. Regardless of her struggle, they dragged her down hard.

Shanji's miserable crying and shouting took a long time to underestimate her. Ji Zhi closed her eyes, looked up to the sky and took a deep breath. The nails in her hand had been deeply immersed in the flesh and flesh, and her face was full of pain.

Suddenly, he pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and cut it fiercely to his arm. Suddenly, blood gushed out. But after all, she didn't look back and let her plea disappear in the corridor.

The eunuchs beside him suddenly panicked and hurried forward to bandage the wound for him. Ji Zhi suddenly opened her eyes and said harshly, "I will pass on my will. In the future, if there is another chaotic sound in the palace that disturbs my heart, no matter who it is, I will be killed without mercy,"

"No." A group of people hurriedly responded to the order, and their faces were full of panic.

The only one who didn't reply was Su Qin, who was standing there quietly in the distance. He looked at what happened on the stage and witnessed Shanji being dragged away mercilessly, but he never said a word, but just looked at it quietly. It was not until Ji Zhi turned around and looked at himself that he didn't panic to flick the dust on the sleeve and step inside.

"See the king." Su Qin bowed slightly.

"Su Xiang is exempt from courtesy." Ji Zhi said calmly that his arm was still tied by the eunuch. Probably because he touched the wound, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Su Qin stood quietly on the side, looking at the dense scars on Ji's left arm. He couldn't help sighing slightly in his heart. He hesitated and still said gently: "Wang, your heart and minister know very well, but if it is too strong, it is easy to break, and if it is strong, it will be humiliated. You need to grasp the scale of relaxation in everything. One by one, it is the way of literature and martial arts.

Ji's breathing gradually calmed down, and he slowly turned around and looked at Su Qin. There was a very disproportionate vicissitudes of life on Ruyu's face. He smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "What Su Xiang said is extremely true, but there is really not much time left for me. In the reign of widows and troubled times, when the country is broken. My father and brother were killed by treacherous ministers and sons. The territory of Yan was lost, and countless people were killed and injured. Jicheng was occupied by the Qi people for four years. My wife, concubine and children, except for my wife who followed me as a hostage in South Korea, all died tragically at the hands of Qi soldiers.

"What a shame! After the Zhaogong of the State of Yan was awarded the title of Beibo by the King of Wu, he has been in charge of the crusade against Rong Di and the covenant commander of the northern princes. Even the Duke of Qi in the heyday, Duke Wen of Jin also had great respect for our Yan, but now the State of Qi is so humiliated! I don't take this revenge. I don't live and die today, and I will never enter the temple after death!"

Speaking of this, Ji Zhi's breathing gradually became short, and the corners of her mouth were **, and she clenched her fists tightly and said, "So I have been sleepy all night since I took the throne. I am diligent in political affairs every day. I have abandoned all my previous preferences, and I am determined to destroy the revenge and humiliation of such as snow."

"But I have been a widow for more than 14 years, but I still have gained very little. How can I not be anxious! How many more 14 years do I have to wait? I don't have time, I don't have time!"

At the end of speaking, Ji Zhi almost roared, clenched his fists, opened his eyes angrily, and looked directly at Su Qin.

Looking at the king of Yan, who had fallen into a crazy state, Su Qin couldn't help looking at a trace of pity in his heart. He knows the king of Yan too well. No one in the world knows Yan's position better than Su Qin.

This young man was pushed to the mouth of the wind and waves at a young age. In the past 20 years, he never thought that he could inherit the unification of the State of Yan one day. After all, above him, there is still the eldest brother Prince Ping, and three other direct brothers. Even if the Prince Ping has something to do, it is not his turn to inherit the throne.