“Bo Yikao?” Zu An was taken aback, recalling that period of history from his memory.
It seems that Ji Chang was imprisoned by King Zhou, and then the Western Zhou sent his eldest son, Ji Boyi Kao, with various treasures and gifts to ransom him. Daji saw that he was handsome and wanted to seduce him, but he was unmoved and even rebuked her. Daji was furious and shamed, so she directly offered slanderous advice and chopped Boyi Kao into mincemeat for Ji Chang to eat...
Daji was said to have bewitched the world and was a renowned beauty in history. How could she have lost control over a young man? This is clearly a deliberate attempt by later generations to smear Daji.
As for this world, Zu'an was naturally not worried that Pei Mianman beside him would take a fancy to a pretty boy. On the contrary, he was delighted and hurriedly asked his subordinate, "Is that guy Ji Chang being imprisoned here?"
“Yes,” the subordinate replied, “the heir of the Marquis of Xibo has come to redeem the Marquis of Xibo.”
"Redeem them?" Zu An sneered. How could he possibly let them go? He still had a lot of things to settle accounts with them for.
"Let him in!" Zu'an thought of the three-colored incident in his previous life, his heart filled with too many doubts and anger.
Soon a young man walked in. I have to admit, he was indeed handsome and talented, only slightly less so than me.
"Ji Boyi Kao pays his respects to Your Majesty and Your Majesty." The young man's attitude was respectful and impeccable.
"What brings you here?" Zu'an asked coldly.
Bo Yikao's heart skipped a beat, sensing the hostile tone in the other party's voice. He still said, "I have come here with gifts to redeem my father. I hope Your Majesty will show mercy."
In ancient times, even when two countries were at war, the captured party could be ransomed with money. Moreover, the Zhou state was still nominally a vassal state of the Shang, and the two sides had not yet gone to war.
"Redeem someone?" Zu'an remained noncommittal, instead looking at him and asking, "Who is your mother?"
"My mother?" Ji Boyi Kao was taken aback, his expression somewhat strange. He thought to himself, "I've always heard that this guy is licentious and immoral. Could it be that he's after my mother?"
This is absolutely outrageous!
Ji Boyi Kao's anger level increased by 999!
But now that he was under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to bow his head. He suppressed his anger and replied in a deep voice, "My mother's name is Tai Si, and she is a woman from the State of Youxin."
"What about the three colors?" Zuan pressed on, eager to know if the two worlds were connected.
Pei Mianman secretly grasped his hand, clearly also concerned about Sancai, fearing that the two worlds were completely unrelated and there would be no more news of Sancai.
"Tricolor?" A look of confusion flashed across Ji Boyi's eyes.
Zu An said in a deep voice, "She is my sister... cough cough, my aunt, who married your father back then."
Although they were siblings in their previous life, his current identity is Di Xin, her nephew.
Ji Boyi suddenly realized: "So it was my aunt. She died in childbirth back then. I wasn't born yet, so I don't know the details."
Zuan breathed a sigh of relief. There really was still a Three Colors in this world. He had to find out the truth about what happened back then.
Pei Mianman, who was standing to the side, sneered: "You're so eager to distance yourself from this, you're obviously lying."
Ji Boyi Kao glanced at her, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by fear: "What I said is a fact known to all, and I am not lying."
Zu An said in a deep voice, "What everyone knows may not be the truth. Men, take him away and torture him to find out what happened back then!"
Ji Boyi Kao was shocked. At this moment, the people around him also tried to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, you must not! Ji Boyi Kao is the heir apparent of the Western Zhou. The previous imprisonment of Ji Chang had already strained relations with the Western Zhou. If he is imprisoned as well, this will be a complete breakdown in relations and a war."
"Let's start a war then, what am I afraid of?" Zu An was annoyed. The matter of the Western Zhou had been weighing on his mind for so long, and it had to be resolved eventually.
Moreover, this time it's related to tricolor pottery, so he has to find out the truth.
As the others continued to try to persuade him, Pei Mianman, standing to the side, became annoyed: "I heard that Boyi Kao brought a lot of gifts this time, and you all spoke up for him. Could it be that you also accepted money from him?"
With things said to this point, no one else dared to say anything more. Soon, Ji Boyi Kao was taken away and thrown into prison.
Zuan had people interrogate him about the tricolor pottery of that year, but he knew that this was not something that could be resolved in a short time, so he decided to go see Ji Chang in prison first.
When I saw him again, I found that he didn't look much different from how he looked back then, except that he had matured a bit, grown a lot of beard, and his face showed the marks of time.
Zuan was somewhat surprised that they looked exactly alike. Could it be that this world was truly interconnected?
At this moment, Ji Chang stared at him in surprise, and after a long while, he exclaimed, "So alike! Your Majesty and the late King are so alike!"
The two had met by the Wei River in their previous life; I never expected he would still have this memory.
Zuan narrowed his eyes: "Ji Chang, do you know why I've locked you up here?"
Ji Chang said calmly, "Your Majesty has your reasons for imprisoning me here, and as your subject, I dare not presume to know."
Zuan frowned. This guy was indeed a cunning old fox, with an unfathomable air about him.
He had no time for playing these riddles with the other party, and went straight to the point: "What exactly did you do to my aunt Sancai back then, and why did she die?"
Ji Chang was taken aback and replied, "When Sancai died in childbirth, I was heartbroken. Alas, if she hadn't died so young, our relationship with Your Majesty wouldn't be so strained now."
Zuan had been observing his expression and hadn't seen the slightest sign of panic, which made him a little suspicious. Could it be that Sancai really did die of natural causes back then?
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