Who is this person?

This king?

Didn’t they say that King Hyun is coming?

King Hyeon's son?

The people looked at the child. He was about eight or nine years old, neither fat nor thin, clean and tidy, with a rosy complexion and a lively look. His facial features did not resemble those of King Hyeon.

In fact, no one knows what King Hyeon looks like because he is too fat to be seen.

But the son of King Xian cannot call himself the king.

So this child is...

"Is it Prince Huai?"

Suddenly an elderly man in the crowd asked.

These words stunned many people. For a moment they couldn't remember who Prince Huai was, but soon they all remembered who Prince Huai was.

The reason why I can't remember it is because he is rarely mentioned in daily life, and the reason why he is rarely mentioned in daily life is because of his identity as Prince Huai. But it is also because of this identity that everyone is familiar with him.

"It's Prince Huai!"

"This is King Huai!"

"Is it really Prince Huai?"

Everyone still has an impression of the former crown prince. After all, he often appeared on behalf of the emperor and the people have seen him. But almost no one has seen the former grandson of the emperor.

He was born late and was rarely brought into public at a young age. Not long ago, the crown prince passed away, and he was directly locked up in the palace, never to appear in public again, and even his name was not mentioned by anyone.

This child is already so big.

She is quite pretty.

Yang's demeanor is also elegant and noble.

The crowd surged, temporarily forgetting the fear of the enemy approaching the city, and watched with curiosity.

The guards around blocked the crowd. Jiuqi, who was standing in the car, clenched his hands slightly at his sides, showing that the child was nervous at the moment.

People have never seen him, but he has seen people before, especially so many people.

When I was in the imperial palace as a child, there were only eunuchs, maids of honor and a few people from the palace around me. Then I arrived at Prince Huai's palace, and there were even fewer people.

He would be very nervous and scared, and wouldn't know what to say, after all, he has never dealt with the public before.

Miss Jun clenched her hands in front of her. She should go over and say a few words on Jiuqi's behalf and help him appease the people.

But she still stood there without moving, just looking at Jiuqi on the carriage on the street in front of the city gate.

"Yes, I am King Huai." He said, his voice was a little trembling, but his words were clear and loud.

Although they had guessed it, when they heard him admit it, the crowd still raised a huge commotion, and the guards were almost unable to stop them.

Jiuqi did not retreat in fear. Instead, he slightly bent his body and jumped off the carriage.

Like all naughty, hyperactive boys, he was very skilled at this and obviously did it often.

He is chubby and strong, just like the children around him, which makes the people around him feel a little closer to him.

"I heard that the Jin people had invaded, and I felt ashamed." Jiuqi stood beside the carriage, looking at the people around him, and a little guilt appeared on his face. "It's the court that has caused everyone to suffer."

Normally, if a child said such words, it would only make people laugh, but considering the child's identity, people inexplicably felt wronged.

Such a big thing was hidden from them, and the emperor even ran away. Finally, someone came out to express his regret. Although he was just a child, his surname was Chu, his father had been the crown prince, and he had been the grandson of the emperor.

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's no use to express shame or regret. The most important thing now is that we must defend the capital and our home." Jiuqi continued as he walked towards the people.

The guards hesitated and made way for him, and the people also parted ways to make way for him as they watched him approach.

"Don't be afraid. When they come, we will fight them." He said as he walked.

After all, they are just children and don’t know how scary the golden man is.

"Your Highness, we can't win..." a citizen said, wiping away tears.

"How do you know you can't win if you don't fight?" Jiuqi looked at him. Although he was small, he had an upright figure. He didn't look up at people taller than him. "We in the Great Zhou don't like war, but we are definitely not afraid of war. If those who are good to us come to us, we will treat them well. If those who are evil to us come to us, we will definitely fight back. Even if we can't win, we will fight."

He pointed toward the city gate.

"Don't be afraid. I am here to guard the city gate. If the gate is breached, I will die first."

He nodded again as he spoke, his little face solemn.

"Even if I die, I will not retreat."

He stood still and looked at the people around him.

"I wish to live and die with the capital, but I wonder if you are willing to live and die with me?"

Childish children do not know the difference between life and death. Talking about life and death is something that should make people laugh, but at this moment, no one present was laughing.

"I wish to live and die with the capital."

Someone else shouted loudly.

Is this someone arranged by King Hyun? Miss Jun looked in the crowd, but could not see King Hyun.

Are these guards or officials? Miss Jun looked over and saw that none of the guards beside Prince Huai's carriage spoke. The soldiers in front of and behind her also looked over there and no one spoke.

"I wish to live and die with the capital!"

More people started shouting, spreading from around Jiuqi to further away.

"I wish to live and die with the capital!"

The sound came back from afar, and another large group of people were coming.

"Hey, that's Mr. Song from the Hanlin Academy."

"Lord Dong, the Third Secretary, is here too!"

Countless officials, whether they were gray-haired or middle-aged, whether they were civil or military, and no matter how high or low their official positions were, all wore court robes and official hats, had solemn expressions, shouted loudly that they would live and die with the capital, and ran over with their servants and guards.

Not only the officials, but also the wealthy and powerful in the city who had been keeping their doors closed, opened their doors one after another and came in with their servants carrying wooden sticks, hatchets and even iron pickaxes.

"I wish to live and die with the capital!"

Waves of sound surged in from all directions and spread out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the capital were shouting in unison.

Ning Yan, who had been standing on the city wall with a solemn and gloomy face, finally showed signs of emotion.

"How can I bear to abandon these ministers and people?" he said, leaning on the thick city wall with his hands, his eyes shining, "With these ministers and people, how can I throw away even an inch of river and an inch of land!"

…

The entire capital city moved in unison, and the people no longer had any doubts. The defense was assigned smoothly. Only then did King Xian come out. His guards, like everyone else, had been handed over to the general in charge of city defense for command.

"Okay, kid." He looked at Jiuqi and said in surprise, and was about to bend over again.

Unfortunately, I am too fat to bend down.

"Who taught you these words?" he had to lower his voice.

Jiuqi looked at him.

"Do I need to be taught this? Doesn't everyone know it?" He asked back, as if the question asked by King Xian was very strange.

King Xian was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing.

The fact that he could take such words for granted shows that he had been subtly influenced by orthodox theological teachings and that it was in his blood.

King Xian looked at Jiuqi with a somewhat sighing expression.

He had just walked into Prince Huai's mansion. There were no Jinyiwei in Prince Bad's mansion, so the door was easily opened.

He no longer recognized this Prince Huai, and Prince Huai was also a stranger to him. It seemed that they had not seen each other for a long time.

But when he revealed his identity, the child greeted him politely, calling him "Uncle Emperor". There was no alienation nor deliberate closeness. It was natural and casual, as if they had always known each other.

No wonder Duke Cheng said something nice about Prince Huai in the court.

This kid is really good.

He was well educated and he himself is also good.

"The Jin people have attacked the capital. Do you dare to follow me to defend the city?" He only said this one sentence.

"Of course I dare. It's my duty." Jiuqi only answered with this sentence, without panic or asking any questions.

He followed him out of Prince Huai's palace, crossed the streets under countless prying eyes, came to the city gate, stood in front of the people, expressed his determination, and made a plea to the people.

Everything is so neat and tidy.

King Xian looked at Jiuqi with a somewhat sad expression.

He thought of his brother, the Crown Prince, who looked gentle and frail, but was full of passion in his heart.

At that time, he was wearing armor and declared that he was going to war, and was denounced by several ministers and teachers as being warlike and warmongering. Only the crown prince praised him with a smile and specially made a set of armor for him. It was also the crown prince who spoke well of him in front of the emperor, which made the emperor happy, and he even painted a picture of a general for him.

The Crown Prince is dead. His blood and spirit cannot be imprisoned in a house. They will die on their own and decay silently before disappearing from the world.

"I made two decisions today." He suddenly said, his voice became soft, "I think these are the best and most correct decisions I have ever made in my life."

Jiuqi was a little confused, but King Xian had already stood up and patted his belly.

"You are right. Everyone knows and everyone should do it." He said, holding the long sword in his hand, his face flushed, "The king and the prince will guard each city gate."

Having said that, he turned and strode away.

Prince Huai watched him leave, seeming a little reluctant.

"Are you scared?"

Miss Jun's voice echoed from behind.

Prince Huai turned around and saw Miss Jun, who had been standing nearby, coming towards him. A look of 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 these before, I don't know what to do, and I haven't asked my uncle yet."

This shyness revealed in front of her shows trust and dependence.

Miss Jun reached out and touched his face.

This sudden movement made Jiuqi stiffen slightly. As a prince, no one could touch his body at will, except his parents.

His parents are no longer around, and it's been a long time since anyone treated him like this.

And this Miss Jun did it so casually and naturally, as if it was a habit.

"You don't have to do anything." She said softly with a smile, "All you have to do is stand up. I'll do the rest. We'll do it."