The fate of offending King Zhou was miserable. Needless to say, he was quickly imprisoned in a jail, followed by San Yisheng and the others, and the other two treasures were also smashed by the angry King Zhou. Even the princes present here suffered Involvement-King Zhou excuses that the anti-corruption efforts in various places are not enough, and all the princes are scolded one by one, and the last thought is thrown out.
When all the princes left angrily, they all scolded Bo Yi, the kid who didn’t know the current affairs. I was the only one who was happy to go with the crowd, but as soon as I took a step, I was stopped by someone: "Master Jiang Shang, the king told you to go back and discuss it. The way to deal with sinners."
Then I remembered that I didn’t do business, and I quickly went back to sit upright, and saw that Fei Zhongyouhun was already in the list, and then I heard King Zhou angrily ask: "You tell me that there is no king in Boyi who has gone wrong. How should I punish him?"
Fei Zhong immediately said: "As the minister sees, such unfaithful and unfilial people should be branded!"
Youhun immediately intensified: "No, blasting is not enough to vent the hatred in the hearts of the ministers. How about this, the king-let's chop Bo Yikao into mashed meat and steam the steamed buns for his father. How do you think?"
King Zhou's eyes lit up: "Hey, I haven't thought about it... It's new and interesting!"
Fei Zhongyou happily said, "Since the king likes it, how about it?"
King Zhou thought for a while, nodded slightly and said, "Well, since the two Aiqings agree, I will—"
You are paralyzed, but there is no rescue after the order! I was sweating profusely. Although I hadn't thought of an idea for a while, I had the courage to shout: "Wait!"
King Zhou and the two ministers were stunned, and said in doubt, "What's wrong?" King Zhou was even more unsure: "Jiang Aiqing thinks this punishment method is too severe?"
"It's not harsh, it's... it's too cheap for him!" I said nonsense: "Even if we kill Bo Yikao and make buns for his father to eat, the uncomfortable thing is that his father has nothing to do with Boyi's test, right? ?"
King Zhou suddenly said: "Then you mean to kill Xi Bohou and make buns for Bo Yi to eat..." He nodded while thinking, "This is more interesting..."
"No, I didn't mean it either-just say that, Lord, can we not get mixed up with the food, can we change to a separate trade?" I directly said: "All roads lead to Rome, why bother to love a flower?"
King Zhou said directly: "Then how do you do it?"
"Uh, I haven't figured it out yet..."
"I didn't think about it, you called me to wait?" King Zhou's expression turned ugly: "Jiang Aiqing, what do you mean?"
I was so frightened that I hurriedly said, "I have not dealt with this kid for the sake of being taller, faster and stronger, Majesty, let me take a moment to make sure that he can survive without death, and by the way. King, you have fun, okay?"
Maybe it was my new stuff during this period that gave King Zhou confidence, or maybe my continuous and perfect mission rate satisfied King Zhou, so he looked at me several times, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll give you two days. Time to think about it-if you can't come up with a fun and innovative gameplay, I can handle it with you!"
I bit the bullet and said, "Thank you, King!"
Opportunities are always accompanied by risks. Therefore, I was mentally prepared for the problems caused by this test to save Boyi. When I left the palace, everyone greeted me. I sighed and took them all the way home. I talked about the matter from beginning to end, and then asked: "Everyone, who can do it?"
Everyone shook their heads together...
Our Wo family racked our brains for a long time. At lunch, we served a pot of mutton and pancakes directly outside. In the end, Time and Space Chicken discovered the key point: "We are not stupid. Just find someone for this kind of thing." , Why do you still think for yourself?"
"Looking for someone?" I was stunned: "Who are you looking for?"
"I know that there is someone who is very powerful, nicknamed the wise old man, why don't we go and ask him?" Shikongji said: "I found out when I was looking for people a few days ago. There are two under the mountain outside of Chaoge. One is called Zhisou and the other is Yugong, you say..." "Just say a fart, hurry up!" I stood up after rubbing, and started rushing outwards in a violent storm: "Go and go, go and go together!" "
… By chance, when we arrived, Zhisao was already seriously ill, with less air intake and more outgassing. His two sons were kneeling beside the bed with tears, and they seemed to be confessing their last words—you tell me, this time we still If you can compete, you can only step aside in the principle of respecting the old and loving the young. If you don’t die, then see if you have time to ask for advice. Then he tremblingly took out two choppers from under the pillow and handed them to both of them. Son, "Go up and up the mountain... to chop wood, and the family property is divided among the firewood from you..."
The two sons took the chopper and went out with tearful eyes. We exchanged eyes and wondered: "Does cutting wood have anything to do with the separation of family property?" "Look at who has more and who has less?" Chronicles guessed: "The more you can do. , Can't you do less points?"
"Well, it's possible that whoever is smart will score less-anyway, so smart and starving, they will be given to the stupid." Ren Xiaoyan added, and turned her head outside by the way: "Look, the boss has gone straight up the mountain, and the second is paying. Sharpening the knife—the second child is really smarter."
Sure enough, after Ren Xiaoyan's experience in the legendary world, her observation and thinking abilities have reached a higher level. I couldn't help but applaud it secretly. Others couldn't help but nodded slightly to agree with this statement... At this moment, the second child was holding a sharpened knife. When I came in, I put it on Zhisao's neck and shouted:
"I won't talk nonsense-old man, hand over all the money!"
We are all anxious: "Don't tell me, this is your father!"
The old man gave us a fierce look, "You know what a shit, it's all he asked for-why are every family in our village doing funerals, did you ask why when you came?"
I am embarrassed and said: "Sorry, I was too eager to ask. Will the money be sent one by one in a while?"
"It has nothing to do with the money," the second child gritted his teeth and said: "It's like this. Yesterday my white horse ran away. Everyone said it was a bad thing, but my old man just said it was a good thing. It didn't take long to see that the white horse had a monk back... "
"That's not a good thing, right?" We curiously asked: "What's so good about the monk's coming to eat and drink for free?"
"This is really a good thing, because we happily cooked the monk," the second child said: "When everyone was happy, this old thing started talking again, insisting that it was a bad thing..."
"What happened later?" We hurriedly asked: "What a bad law?"
The second child's eyes were blurred and said: "This morning, a monkey came to the village, and he was still white..."
We: "...paralyzed, so fast?"
The second eye flushed and said crudely: "Yes, it's so fast, so we will hold the funerals for the dead-if this old thing hadn't said it earlier, wouldn't it be okay?"
Uh... I guess this is one of Tang Sanzang's nine previous sutra deaths, right
After the trip to search for the wise man failed, we could only go back to Chaoge in frustration. Along the way, I recalled the whole process of offending King King in Xia Boyi's examination. Lengding reacted: "The reason King King killed him is nothing more than It’s this guy who let the monkey go, or catch it back..."
But turning around and thinking about it is unscientific, not to mention whether it can be caught, even if it is caught, it is still a scourge. Who knows if this white monkey will do something extraordinary in the palace? This method must be able to cure the root cause of rescued Boyi, but definitely not the temporary cure!
Otherwise, I still think of a way to persuade Boyi to take another monkey to teach it, so that it can also understand the rhythm, know the beat, and be good at singing and dancing, so as to eliminate the displeasment of King Zhou, and then I will excuse to find some palace ladies. Form a twelve women's band, save your life first, and then slowly figure out a way to save Ah's life, can't it be enough
I thought about it and thought it was a good plan, so I immediately asked the Space-Time Chicken to notify Fei Zhongyouhun to cooperate. The two were very knowledgeable and enthusiastic. They said that my idea was immediately accepted. I only need to mention it immediately. Only then did I relax and prepare to speak, and plan to go to see King Zhou early the next morning.
In the evening, two people who were said to be merchants came to visit, and they introduced themselves as Tai Dian and Hong Yao. They came from Xiqi to rescue Bo Yi Kao and Xi Bo Hou and gave them a lot of gifts. , I said the afternoon’s method along the way, and immediately received high praise from these two: “I heard people say that the old driver Jiang is the think tank of Chaoge. Please live!"
"Don't tell me," I waved my hand quickly: "I just proposed this method to try, whether it will work or not, and even if King Zhou agrees, you have to cooperate with your son. If he can't teach a monkey, I can't do it!"
"You can rest assured!" Tai Dian vowed: "As long as an adult can tell King Zhou, there must be no problem with my son-in-law, my son's teaching and educating people are certified, and there is no falsehood!"
"Isn't it done by the person on the small advertisement?" I doubted: "There are not many people who are willing to take the grade examination honestly."
"Our son is 100% true," Tai Bian banged his chest, "I prove it!"
"Do you think you have a grain of land?" I said that he was too lazy to look at him, nodded and said: "Since you promise, I will do it-if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything by then."
The two nodded heavily: "Well, please!"
I went to see King Zhou early the next morning. After my advocacy with Fei Zhongyouhun and the two ministers, King Zhou quickly agreed to the plan, and then brought Boyi Kao out of prison. He brought a bunch of monkeys for him to choose, and I personally told him the whole story.
Although Bo Yikao was still kneeling on the ground, he felt as if he had changed himself when he heard the news. He was full of confidence and leapt and tried: "I wonder what kind of instrument the lord wants me to teach it?"
I looked at King Zhou, and thought I should make something simpler to avoid making mistakes, so I said: "First, let’s make a classic, elegant, dignified and solemn, which can show the great king’s momentum and play in the court—you are done. We won’t let you live in jail. When the time comes, we will come out and find a place to live and concentrate on teaching musical instruments to the king.”
King Zhou nodded with satisfaction: "Aiqing's words are reasonable, don't need to be too complicated, just keep it simple, it's best to be able to quickly show it to the widows."
Bo Yikao knelt down and kowtow again: "Don't worry, the guilty minister must be as fast as possible and as soon as possible, and the results will be reported to the king for inspection as soon as possible, and the guilty minister will be loyal!"
"The widow is waiting for your good news."
… I relaxed and went home, thinking that the incident had disappeared, and I was filled with joy. Who knew that the bad news came in less than three hours after returning home—Bo Yikao offended King Zhou and was chopped into meat sauce on the spot. Now The buns are almost ready!
I was shocked and clung to the hand of the message-passing attendant, staring at me, "Why, didn't I say it was all right in the morning?"
The waiter hesitated and said: "I, I don't know, the instrument teaching is very good, but the king is furious when he sees it!"
"Huh?" I said madly: "No reason, it doesn't make sense, why the hell—what instrument did he choose?"
The servant smiled bitterly: "Uh, that thing seems to be called Muyu..."
I was stunned and said: "...paralyzed, so classical, elegant, dignified and solemn!" (End of this chapter)