alliance.

Luoyangjian watched Qi Lu leave, stood at the door of the camp, and sighed softly. Shi Hou happened to be passing by and said, "How to sigh? Taifu has recovered well these days and can taste some things. Isn't that a good thing?"

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Nuoyang Jian said calmly: "Taifu doesn't like to eat ginger on weekdays."

Shi Hou didn't understand what he was talking about. Nianyang Jian's words seemed to be confusing.

Nuoyang Jian continued: "These days, Taifu always says that he has recovered a little, and then recovered a little, but Taifu doesn't like to eat ginger the most..."

Qi Lu, like Ji Lin, doesn't eat ginger. In fact, he does eat ginger in milk, but he won't eat any ginger in stir-fries or porridge.

Nao Yangjian said: "Zheng Gongsun added some grated ginger to today's porridge, which is very spicy. If the master really recovers, he will definitely taste it..."

Qi Lu's words just now were obviously prevaricating...

Qi Lu came out of the tent, and the cold wind of early winter blew against Qi Lu's cheeks. Although he was wearing thick clothes and added a cloak, the cold wind almost blew through Qi Lu, making his heart feel a little chilly.

Qi Lu breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the camp. He was indeed prevaricating because he knew that during the days when he was sick, everyone was surrounding him and everyone was doing their best. Only Qi Lu's own taste

Even if I don’t try my best, I still can’t taste anything.

Qi Lu pursed his lips, squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, seemed to be sorting out his mentality, and then walked towards the emperor's tent.

The eunuch opened the curtain of the emperor's tent, and Qi Lu walked in. He happened to see Ji Lin sitting at the banquet, reviewing documents. The alliance meeting was about to begin, but the emperor's documents had not been approved yet, so he wanted to take advantage of the meeting.

I’ll review some more before joining the alliance.

The emperor is dressed in a black court robe, with a crown on his head, which makes his face look like a crown jewel. He is sitting on the banquet, even when he is sitting, he is meticulous. He is tall and straight, holding the slip in his hand, frowning slightly, and browsing quickly.

Qi Lu saw the emperor who was reviewing the documents at a glance, and for some reason, he suddenly superimposed the figure of the little local dog he had "dreamed about" that day with the emperor. Not to mention, the dog son and the emperor were reviewing the documents.

The sitting posture of the clerk is exactly the same.

Ji Lin saw Qi Lu walking in and said with a smile: "Master, you look good today?"

Qi Lu cupped his hands and said, "Thanks to the Emperor for caring, the law has been restored."

Ji Lin nodded, put down the document in his hand and stood up. As soon as he stood up, he suddenly felt dizzy again in his mind, just like the feeling of spilling the porridge that day. The dizziness suddenly swept over Ji Lin's body.

Top of head.

"Emperor!"

Ji Lin vaguely heard someone exclaiming in his ears. Dizziness caused Ji Lin to faint for a moment. Soon he opened his eyes and saw Qi Lu supporting him, with his whole body pressed against Qi Lu. The two of them were almost

fell to the ground.

The emperor was tall. Suddenly, Qi Lu rushed up and hugged Ji Lin. However, because Ji Lin was too tall, Qi Lu was hit by him and hit the table next to him. With a "clang!", he was knocked directly to the table.

All the documents on the desk were knocked to the ground and scattered everywhere.

Ji Lin came to his senses, straightened up quickly, helped Qi Lu up, and said, "Is Master okay?"

Qi Lu immediately said: "Emperor, this is what Lu should say. Is the emperor okay? His face seems to be bad."

Ji Lin shook his head. The brief dizziness quickly subsided and he returned to normal. He said, "Nothing. I just sat for too long and suddenly felt dizzy."

Qi Lu frowned and said, "If Lu remembers correctly, the emperor was also a little dizzy last time. Have you consulted a medical officer?"

Seeing that he cared about her, Ji Lin whispered in Qi Lu's ear: "I know that the Imperial Tutor cares about Lin'er the most. How can Lin'er bear to be sick? I've seen a medical officer and it's fine."

The medical officer checked Ji Lin's pulse and found that there was no major problem. He might be a little tired, so he prescribed a prescription for the emperor.

Ji Lin said: "Let's go, the alliance is about to begin."

Today is the first day of the alliance. There are not many tasks to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. It is an auspicious time to offer sacrifices and to be polite to the kings. The specific regulations to be discussed by the alliance will not be discussed until tomorrow at the alliance meeting.

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Ji Lin and Qi Lu walked out of the camp and came to the empty space where the alliance was held. Just like last time, there were several large flags surrounding the altar. The empty space was already filled with ministers from various countries, and the monarchs were standing on the altar.

Below, we are waiting for the emperor to go up to the altar to worship heaven.

The king of Lu, Duke Quwo and the Marquis of Jin were already waiting. When they saw the emperor coming out, they all immediately came forward to greet him.

Duke Qu Wo was very complimentary and said with a smile: "Today we will have an alliance, please let the emperor go first."

Ji Lin is wearing a black robe and a black cloak. He has a tall and straight posture under the gentle winter wind. He reveals the majesty of a king in his bones, although Ji Lin is the youngest among these kings.

, but the nobility and majesty are not bad at all.

Qi Lu followed the officials and stood under the altar, watching Ji Lin and the monarch compliment each other. Amidst a series of compliments of "please please", Ji Lin, as the emperor, was the first to step onto the altar.

Lifting the hem of his black clothes and walking steadily, he climbed up step by step along the high platform. As Ji Lin stepped onto the altar step by step, everyone's eyes slowly began to look up.

Qi Lu sighed in his heart. The boyfriend he chose was extraordinary. Not only was he good-looking and well-priced, but he also had a good figure. Looking up from the altar, it even highlighted Ji Lin's long legs, even though he was wearing loose clothes.

The clothes were thick and thick, and the weather was very cold in winter, but they still couldn't hide Ji Lin's long legs.

Qi Lu was sighing and suddenly frowned. I wonder if it was Qi Lu's illusion. The emperor's steps on the altar suddenly paused, which was a little strange.

Just when Qi Lu was suspicious, he suddenly heard a loud shout from beside him: "The Emperor!?"

"Emperor!"

"The Emperor fell from the altar!"

Ji Lin, who had been walking steadily just now, suddenly stopped for some reason, then became unsteady, fell backwards, and immediately rolled down the tall altar.

Ji Lin was the first one to board the altar, and the platform of the altar is also divided into Bin steps and Guan steps. Naan steps are the stairs on the east side. Not ordinary people can climb the Naan steps. When offering sacrifices, the king will

He ascended the steps to conduct sacrifices, but as a minister, he could only ascend the altar from the guest steps.

Both Duke Quwo and the Marquis of Jin were ministers of the Emperor of Zhou, so especially Duke Quwo, who had not been canonized by the Emperor of Zhou, was the one who had not been canonized by the Emperor of Zhou. Strictly speaking, Jin was under the Emperor and Quwo was under Jin, so

Neither Duke Quwo nor the Marquis of Jin had the right to ascend the imperial palace in front of the emperor.

The state of Lu was from Chidi and did not obey the discipline of Emperor Zhou. However, the state of Lu now came to seek peace and alliance, so it could not climb the stairs. As a result, there was only Ji Lin on the stairs, and the others

The three kings all came up from the guest stairs.

Ji Lin suddenly fell from the stairs. The three monarchs were on one side of the stairs, unable to rescue Ji Lin. The ministers stood under the altar and were out of reach.

Qi Lu's heart suddenly rose to his throat. The emperor was about to reach the top of the altar when he suddenly fell from the steps and quickly rolled down the stairs. He rolled down directly without any struggle.

"Emperor——!"

"Where is the medical officer!"

"The emperor has fallen!"

The crowd suddenly burst into commotion. Qi Lu turned pale with fright. As the crowd rushed up quickly, he saw blood stains on the steps. Ji Lin rolled down the steps and passed out, completely losing consciousness.

His entire face was pale, with multiple bruises on his forehead and cheeks, and blood rolling down his cheeks.

"Emperor!" Qi Lu rushed over in a hurry and immediately got blood on his hand. And no matter how he shouted, Ji Lin showed no sign of waking up.

The emperor fell down the steps during the sacrifice and passed out. This was an unheard of thing. The scene fell into chaos. Not only the officials from the Luoshi royal family gathered around, but also officials from several other countries.

Coming over, the three monarchs rushed down the guest steps, and the Marquis of Jin shouted: "Emperor, Emperor, what's wrong with you!?"

Qu Wogong frowned and shouted repeatedly: "Medical officer! Where is the medical officer?!"

The king of Lu State also looked worried and concerned, and said: "What's wrong with King Zhou? Why is he unconscious? Hurry up, the medical officer comes to diagnose and treat King Zhou!"

Ji Lin didn't wake up after he fell. Qi Lu's hands were stained with blood. Hearing the shouts of the monarchs around him, he narrowed his eyes and quickly covered Ji Lin's bloody face with his body. No matter what happened to Ji Lin at this time,

Medical officers from other countries, especially those from Lu State, cannot be allowed to come and see you.

Qi Lu immediately calmed down and said: "Without trouble to all the monarchs, the emperor has been working hard for the affairs of the country. I contracted a cold disease a few days ago. I am indeed a little unwell, but it is just a minor illness... I am really sorry for today. It seems that the alliance sacrifice can only be done."

We will discuss this another day. Please return to your camp and rest."

As he spoke, he immediately said to Wu Man: "Da Sima, could you please clean up the situation and send the three monarchs back to camp."

Wuman's face was very serious, without any nonsense, he raised his hands and said: "Yes!"

He said, although his attitude was very respectful, his tone was unquestionable, and he said: "Three monarchs, please go back to the camp to rest today."

Everyone heard that Qi Lu wanted to clear the place. Qu Wogong narrowed his eyes slightly and said obediently: "Yes, the emperor is tired. We should be considerate. Please rest in peace and recover, and the old man will go back first."

It’s camp.”

Duke Quwo and his son Quwo soon led the officials to be the first to leave the empty venue of the alliance and returned to Quwo's ​​camp.

The Marquis of Jin had a fake worry on his face and said: "The emperor is ill, and I am very worried as a minister. I wonder if I, a medical officer from the state of Jin, can treat the emperor, so that I can return to the camp with peace of mind."

Qi Lu didn't know what the problem was with Ji Lin. He suddenly fell from the stairs and passed out. The situation was unknown. He was very worried and wanted to have the medical officer see him immediately, but there were too many outsiders in front of him.

, the Marquis of Jin would not be able to see a doctor unless he left.

Qi Lu's face fell and he said coldly: "Why, Duke Jin thinks that our Luo division has no medical officer?"

The Marquis of Jin did not want to leave, but Qi Lu's face was very gloomy. He was usually a "good old man" and never got angry. Today, his expression was so scary, and the Marquis of Jin could not stand still, especially when Duke Qu Wo had already left.

It was useless for him to persist, so he had no choice but to leave the alliance altar with a sad face.

Duke Quwo and the Marquis of Jin both left. The king of Lu was an outsider and had nothing to say, so he left after saying polite words.

Qi Lu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Quickly, carry the emperor back to the camp!"

Ji Lin did feel a little unwell these days, but it was very mild. He just had occasional dizziness. He went to the medical doctor and couldn't find anything. He prescribed some decoctions to adjust. Because Ji Lin had always been strong and healthy, he didn't get sick at all, so he didn't feel sick at all.
To be continued...