Infinite Replacement

"Brother Jingyu, Xiaoyu's feet hurt a little."

At the steps leading to the hall, every two steps on the left and right side stood a silver guard with a silver armor. Under this staircase, a three-year-old milky baby with puffy milky mouth puckered and looked at Jingyu, who was wearing a Qijiajiao dragon armor.

At this moment, as Jingyu said, Qin Jun's oppression was imminent, everything was simple, and the ceremony of the new King of Chu was held as scheduled. As the heir to King Chu, she had to get up early in the morning to bathe and dress. Then, starting from the dormitory where she lived, she walked along the way according to the etiquette taught by the nurse. In fact, she had already done a good job.

"So, what do you want?" Jingyu asked, glancing down at her.

I don't know if she is actually a female doll. Even if she is cute, Jingyu's heart is still much harder.

"Hug."

Her hands immediately opened up slightly towards Jingyu, and her big eyes looked at Jingyu expectantly. For a long time, I don’t know if I didn’t get a response, or I was a little tired with my arms raised. The fat, fat, white and tender hands of the baby were drooping.

Jingyu is actually shaken. The creature's sweet smile with no impurities really attracted him. Seeing the disappointed expression on her face, he couldn't help laughing. He even put his adult man's complex men and women's thoughts on the three-year-old child.

Leaning down, her hands crossed her armpits, picked her up and put him in his arms.

From disappointment to surprise, she smiled again. Sure enough, the child would not consider what happened just now, she only noticed that her legs could rest for a while.

"It's hard." The seemingly soft little buttocks were torn by armor again.

"Huh?" Jingyu frowned, scaring her to quickly cover her face. This seemingly terrifying look, but the gap between the fingers is so wide, showing the slick and flexible eyes of her reaction of peeking at him.

He smiled and shook his head. In the eyes of the guards desperately pretending to be squinting, Jingyu took the new Chu king to the step. The door of the hall was open, and the group of courtiers greeted Jingyu and the king of Chu holding him in a kneeling gesture.

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous." Someone whispered.

"Coughing" Ling Yin obviously heard these, repeatedly coughing to remind them, and then chanted with Confucianism like this: "Congratulations to the king to take the throne." He leaned down like never before, because after watching it for a while, he was afraid I couldn't help laughing.

‘This old guy. "Jingyu looks at his reaction to something weird, but it's just impossible to interrogate.

Holding the cute creature that doesn't have to walk by itself, and looks around with curiosity, Jingyu walks from the knees of the courtiers. In order not to face the rules of the royal family, the group officials quickly turned around with his footsteps. At the end of the position that belonged to King Chu, Jingyu placed her on the tiger skin cushion.

"Sit here, will you?" he asked.

"But it hurts." She sat like other children, rubbing her legs and looked at him pitifully.

"Okay, no noise."

Jingyu whispered to her while raising a finger. She wanted to open her mouth to say something, and quickly covered her small mouth with her hands, and tapped her small head several times. When Jingyu stood up, she saw that she was lying on the soft seat of the tiger skin, and her two legs were swinging up and down, with a very comfortable expression. The short, long table was enough to block her completely under the table, and she must have her brightly colored black eyes.

Ling Yin had brought his group of officials to the throne of Chu, and bowed to the ground again.

"The king is on the throne, and the courtiers meet."

He gave instructions and bowed down with the group officials. Jingyu stood on the side of King Chu sitting in front of him, his eyes glanced sharply at the group officials. The minister who was originally dissatisfied, as he saw him, also leaned over to hide the expression on his face.

The hall was quiet for a few seconds, Jingyu looked at the new Chu king, she had already played, and completely forgot his account.

"Get up," Jingyu said to the group officials. Hesitating to see them, he couldn't help adding: "The king is still young, and some things are not very clear, and you don't have to be overly demanding." He looked at Lingyun deliberately.

The old man immediately understood and led the group to stand up.

"Now that the king has finished ascending the throne, you can go to your own position." Jingyu said again.

Qunchen looked at each other, and one of them walked out of the arrangement, came to the middle and arched his hand at Jingyu.

"We all know that you used to fight for the blood of Chu, but I don't know where is your desire to lead Chu?"

His words were slightly sharp, and he was a little confused in the question. The former Chu King died too suddenly, and Qin Jun has already seized a large area of ​​Chu Kingdom. Not only that, nearly 600,000 Qin troops are still occupying all parts of Chu, and Chu has no soldiers to fight against. The new king ascended the throne so smoothly without encountering many resistances because many princes were reluctant to come forward at this time.

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His words may be the voices of the ministers who are still here today. They could not help looking at Jingyu together.

Jingyu pointed at the small urn that emerged from the low table and peeped at the servants, scaring the latter to shrink back immediately. This was an act of disrespect, and it was not pointed out by anyone because he was puzzled by the group officials.

"There is a king in Chu!" he said.

I patted my chest again and exclaimed: "There is still a general in Chu!"

He smiled at the corners of his mouth and glanced at the group officials. After a moment of stun, they seemed to have finally reacted, and many people cried out on the chest.

"There are ministers in Chu Kingdom!"

"How can Chu die when I can't die?" Jingyu walked among them. "Did you lose the capital? Is there no city? Is it the loss of the people? No, even if we need to dormant for a while, Chu will always again. Stand on this red earth."

What he said about these courtiers here was different from what he said to his men. He knew what he needed and how to do it. And these people and their men, they are not clear. Therefore, they need a reason to continue to survive that he can find for them.

As the group officials swept away the decadence, some people clamored with excitement to go back and do their duty. At this moment, a soldier rushed into the hall in a panic, Chong Jingyu bowed down and said:

"General Rin, Qin Jun has arrived ten miles outside the city."

The hall was quiet for a moment. Among the group of ministers who were still in high spirits, most of their faces turned pale. Overwhelmed, they collectively looked at Jingyu again.

There was a trace of sarcasm in Jingyu's mouth. He did not speak, but walked to the position of King Chu and picked up Xiaoyu from there.

"Qin Jun came to applaud your enthronement and go with me to see if they are OK?" he asked with a smile.

"Is it fun?" Obviously Xiao Xiao didn't know what'Qin Jun' was.

"You will find it fun." Jingyu replied.

His footsteps kept on, and his body had a strong momentum, so that the officials did not dare to approach, nor dare to block him or, how can they have the courage to stop him under the six gods without a master at this moment?

Ling Yin looked at him and shook his head, followed silently behind Jingyu and went out.

Outside the hall, a sergeant had led Malay for Jingyu, and he jumped onto the warhorse holding Xiaozuo. The war horse took a few steps forward at a slow speed, and Ling Yin rode the horse to his side. He looked at the old man Ling Ling with curiosity.

It seemed that he knew what he wanted to ask, making old Yin Yin smile freely, "The old man had arranged for the family to leave Chudu, and he had only this old bone, but he did not give up."

He had abandoned this order of Yin and left Chudu with his family. However, Jing is a noble of the Chu Kingdom. If he left before Chu's death, what would others think? He will surely think that he is greedy for fear of death. He can be thought of like this, but Jing's can't. He stayed and may die in Chu Capital, but he died as a nobleman in Ling Yin and Chu Kingdom.

"If you are 20 years younger, you may be able to do Ling Yin again in the future." Jing Yu said lightly to him. He didn't really value Ling Yin's talents, but his mentality at the moment. Seeing through life and death, there is nothing in the world that can't be seen through.

"The old man no longer misses Ling Yin's place." The old man shook his head and looked at Jingyu's arms while pouting (because the armor was on her), while showing a rather novel and interesting look (about the first The new Chu king sitting next to him, "What will you do with this child in the future?"

If the man is about to die, his words are also good, so Yin will undoubtedly move his heart at this time.

"Maybe I will replace him with "He" in the future, but "He" can continue to live. My prestige will not be controlled by the title of a king."

The domineering enthusiasm in Jingyu made the old man unknowingly slow down his horse speed. When aware of it, he was no longer able to keep pace with Jingyu in the second half of the Jingyu mount, but it felt so natural again.

He could not help but stroked his forehead in surprise. ‘Is the old man dying to be able to see a king? ‘When I looked at Jingyu’s back again, my mentality and feeling were completely different.

Xiao Zuo sitting in Jingyu's arms also became quiet. Looking up at Jingyu from the bottom up, the little body moved a lot towards him, and even the rigidity of the armor couldn't stop her instinct.

However, Jingyu, who still regarded her as a little boy, felt very awkward. Unbearably, she stretched out her collar and pulled forward, pulling Xiao Xiaoyou agrily and pursed her mouth.

Ling Yin almost thought he had been dazzled before, watching him unable to bear the gaze of the child, letting her be close, and laughing strangely.

‘He must be unable to kill that child. ’

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