The people looked at this child. He was eight or nine years old. He was neither fat nor thin and clean. His face was rosy and energetic. His facial features were not similar to those of the wise king.
In fact, no one knows what King Xian looks like. He is too fat to tell.
But the son of a wise king cannot call himself the king.
Then this child is...
"Is it King Huai?"
Suddenly an older man in the crowd asked.
These words made many people stunned for a moment. They couldn't remember who King Huai was for a moment, but then they all remembered who King Huai was.
I can't remember it because it is rarely mentioned in daily life, and it is rarely mentioned in daily life because of his identity as King Huai, but it is precisely because of this identity that everyone is familiar with him.
"It's King Huai!"
"This is King Huai!"
"Is it really King Huai?"
Everyone still has an impression of the former prince. After all, he often appeared on behalf of the emperor and the people had seen him, but almost no one had seen the former grandson.
He was born late and was rarely brought to people at a young age. The prince passed away not long ago, and he was directly imprisoned in the palace, never to appear in front of people again, and his name was not even mentioned.
This child is already so big.
Very good-looking.
The demeanor of raising is also graceful and luxurious.
The crowd surged forward, temporarily forgetting the danger and fear of the enemy approaching the city, and gathered around curiously.
The guards around him blocked the crowd, and Jiu Fu, who was standing in the car, clenched his hands hanging by his side slightly, showing how nervous the child was at this time.
The people have never seen him, so why hasn't he seen anyone? He has seen so many people.
When I was a child, in the palace, there were only eunuchs, maids, and a few people in the palace. Then I arrived at Prince Huai's Mansion, and there were even fewer people.
He must be very nervous and scared, and he may not know how to speak. After all, he has never dealt with the public.
Miss Jun's hands were clenched in front of her body. She should go over and say some nonsense for Jiu Fu and help him appease the people.
But she still stood without moving, just looking at the nine-clothes on the carriage in the street in front of the city gate.
"Yes, I am King Huai." He said, although his voice was a little trembling, his words were clear and loud.
Although they had guessed it, but actually heard him admit it, the people still made a great noise, and the guards were almost unable to stop it.
Jiuyi did not retreat in fright. Instead, he bent slightly and jumped down from the carriage.
Like all naughty, hyperactive boys, he was adept at this move and apparently did it often.
He is as tough as the children around him, which makes the people around him a little more friendly.
"I felt very ashamed when I heard that the Jin people came in." Jiucheng stood beside the car and looked at the people around him, with a hint of guilt on his face. "It was the imperial court that failed to do a good job for everyone.
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Originally, it would only be funny for a child to say such things, but given the identity of this child, people felt inexplicably aggrieved.
After hiding such a big thing from them, the emperor ran away. Finally, someone came out and expressed his shame. Although he was just a child, his surname was Chu. His father was once the prince, and he was once the grandson.
He was originally going to be the emperor.
This one also has the blood of a true dragon.
"However, things have come to this. It is useless to say that we are ashamed or regretful. The most important thing now is that we must defend the capital and our home." Jiufang continued, walking towards the people.
The guards hesitated and got out of the way, and watching him approach, the people also parted ways to get out of the way.
"Don't be afraid, we will fight them when they come," he said as he walked.
He is a child after all, so he doesn’t know how scary the golden man is.
"Your Highness, you can't beat me..." a member of the public couldn't help wiping away tears and said.
"If you haven't fought, how do you know you can't beat him?" Jiufang looked at him. Although he was small, he was tall and tall. He didn't look up at people taller than him. "We, the Zhou Dynasty, are not wary, but
We will never be timid. When those who do good to us come, we will treat them kindly. When those who do evil to us come, we must fight back. Even if we cannot defeat them, we will still fight."
He said and pointed to the city gate.
"Don't be afraid, I am here to guard the city gate. If the gate is broken, I will die first."
He nodded again as he spoke, his face solemn.
"You will never retreat even if you die."
He stood still and looked at the people around him.
"I want to live and die with the capital. I wonder if you are willing to live and die with me?"
Childish children don't know life and death. Talking about life and death is something that makes people chuckle, but at this moment, no one present laughed.
"Wish to live and die together with the capital."
Instead, someone shouted loudly.
Is this the person arranged by the Xian Wang? Miss Jun looked in the crowd, but could not see the Xian Wang.
Are these the people who were guarding the soldiers and officers serving the government? Miss Jun looked over and saw that no one among the guards beside King Huai's carriage spoke. The soldiers behind and behind her looked at each other and no one spoke.
"Wish to live and die with the capital!"
More people shouted, spreading from all around Jiuyi to further distances.
"Wish to live and die with the capital!"
The sound came back from the distance again, and there was a surge of people and horses coming.
"Hey, that's Mr. Song from the Hanlin Academy."
"Master Dong, the envoy of the Third Secretary, is here too!"
Countless officials, whether white-haired or middle-aged, no matter whether they were civil or military officials, high or low, all dressed in court uniforms and official hats, with solemn expressions and shouting "We will live or die with the capital" came running with their servants as guards.
Not only the officials, but also the rich and powerful people in the city who had closed their doors opened their doors one after another, and came in with their servants carrying wooden sticks, hatchets, knives and even iron picks.
"Wish to live and die with the capital!"
Waves of sound surged in and out from all directions, and in the blink of an eye it seemed that hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians throughout the capital were shouting in unison.
Ning Yan's face, which had been solemn and gloomy as he stood on the city wall, finally changed.
"How can I be willing to abandon this subject and this people?" He said, holding on to the heavy city wall with his hands, his eyes shining brightly, "With these subjects and this people, how can I throw away this inch of river and inch of land!"
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The entire capital moved together, and the people no longer had any doubts. The defense was assigned smoothly. Only then did the wise king come out. His bodyguard, like everyone else, was handed over to the generals responsible for city defense.
"Okay, you boy." He looked at Jiu Fu and said with an expression of surprise, before leaning forward again.
Unfortunately, I am too fat and cannot bend down.
"Who taught you these words?" He could only lower his voice and said.
Jiuyi looked at him.
"Does this need to be taught? Doesn't everyone know it?" he asked, as if the question asked by the wise king was very strange.
The wise king was startled and then laughed.
Being able to take such words for granted shows that he has been subtly influenced by orthodox sacred teachings and has a natural blood disposition.
The wise king looked at Jiu Fu with a somewhat sighing expression.
He just walked into Prince Huai's Mansion. There were no royal guards in Prince Huai's Mansion anymore, so the door was opened easily.
He no longer recognized this King Huai, and King Huai was also very strange to him. Speaking of which, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
But when he revealed his identity, the child bowed to him thoughtfully and called him "uncle." There was no alienation or deliberate closeness. It was natural and casual, as if they had always known each other.
No wonder Duke Cheng Guo said a good comment about King Huai in the court.
This kid is really good.
He was well-educated and he himself was also good.
"The Jin people have invaded the capital. Do you dare to follow me to defend the city?" He only said this sentence.
"Of course I dare, of course, it's my duty." Jiuyi only answered this sentence without panicking or asking.
He followed him out of Prince Huai's Mansion, walked through the streets under countless prying eyes, came to the city gate, stood in front of the people, expressed his determination and made a request to the people.
Everything is so neat and tidy.
The wise king looked at Jiu Fu with a somewhat sad expression.
He thought of the prince's brother, who looked gentle and elegant, but was frail and sickly, but his blood was boiling in his bones.
At that time, he wore armor and declared that he was going to fight. Several ministers and masters denounced him as being martial and warlike. Only the prince's brother praised him with a smile and specially made a pair of armor for him. It was also the prince's brother who said this in front of his father.
The kind words made my father happy, and he even specially painted a general painting for him.
The prince's brother is dead, and his blood and spirit cannot be imprisoned in a house, left to fend for themselves and rot and disappear silently into the world.
"I made two decisions today." He said suddenly, his voice became softer, "I think this is the best and most correct decision in my life."
Jiuyi was a little puzzled. King Xian had already stood up straight and patted his belly.
"You are right, everyone knows what everyone should do." He said, holding the long knife in his hand, his face glowing red, "I and King Huai each guard a city gate."
After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
King Huai watched him leave, seeming a little reluctant to leave.
"Are you scared?"
Miss Jun's voice sounded from behind.
King Huai turned around and saw Miss Jun, who had been standing aside, walking over. Joy appeared on his face.
"I'm not afraid." He shook his head, with the shyness and uneasiness of a child, "I just haven't done this before. I don't know what to do. I haven't asked my uncle yet."
This shyness and uneasiness was revealed in front of her, showing trust and dependence.
Miss Jun reached out and touched his face.
This sudden movement made Jiu Fang stiffen slightly. As a prince, no one could touch his body at will, except for his elders.
His relatives are no longer around, and no one has treated him like this for a long time.
And this Miss Jun did it so casually and naturally, as if it was something she was used to.
"You don't have to do anything." She said softly with a smile, "It's enough for you to stand up. I will do the rest and we will do it."