This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 15

Chaoge South Gate.

Zishou took the six ministers of the cabinet and sent King Wu Cheng out of the city.

After all, he is the uncle of the country, so he has to give enough face.

Wen Zhong, Bigan, Wei Ziqi, Shang Rong, Mei Bo, and Zhao Qi who received an appointment from Qishui and returned to Chaoge all poured wine with Huang Feihu and practiced.

Standing on the city gate, Wen Zhong watched King Wu Cheng sit down and the five-colored bull rose into the air, stepped out, and disappeared into the sky with a moo.

"Your Majesty...the rebel army has already moved south, and the Fang Kingdom in the north is not strong enough to stop Yuan Futong."

"If you wait for Marquis Xibo to lead the troops, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Zishou suddenly looked at Wen Zhong in surprise.

"Grand Master, do you want to lead troops to Beihai to suppress the rebellion?"

Master Wen: ...

"Old minister, do you really mean that?"

"Old minister, shouldn't you have such a meaning?"

Grand Master Wen frowned suddenly.

Once Beihai rebelled, it immediately sent an order to Xiqi to raise troops to suppress the rebellion.

Before beheading the Qishui River God, he had already planned this matter with the king in Jiujian Hall.

Such an arrangement, he knew it in his heart.

How could it be nonsensical to have the idea of ​​going to Beihai in person.

Zishou nodded.

"The Grand Master really shouldn't have such an idea."

"Now that the cabinet has just been appointed, you, as the chief assistant of the cabinet, shoulder the important task of annotating the world's memorials."

"How can you leave Chaoge and go to Beihai?"

"Is there no one left in my big business, let you, an 80-year-old man, go to the battlefield?"

Wen Zhong: "... Your Majesty. The old minister is a person of cultivation, and his life span is thousands of years. 80 years old is the beginning of life span."

Shang Rong was shocked when he heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he looked young again.

"Shouyuan is thousands of years old!"

"Teacher, aren't you living like a bastard?"

Wen Zhong's old face twitched, holding back his anger, for fear that a slap would send the old man into the imperial hospital again, but Shang Rong vomited blood angrily.

"Taishi, no, Mr. Shoufu, look at me, do you still have a chance to cultivate immortality?"

"I also want to be a thousand-year-old bastard."

The child is supported by the amount.

Master Wen closed his old eyes, took a deep breath, and said a word.

"Certainly!"

Shang Rong immediately stood where he was, with a stiff expression, holding back what he was about to say.

Wen Zhong said:
"As the chief assistant of the cabinet, the old man is sympathetic to his subordinates."

"Since the old prime minister wants to cultivate immortality, let's stand on this city wall for a day."

"At this moment, the sun is rising, the purple air is coming from the east, and the dew is falling. It is a good time to drink the wind and eat the dew."

"This wind should be the northwest wind. The northwest wind comes from Kunlun. It is full of immortal energy and is most suitable for cultivation."

"Old Prime Minister, let's smoke for a long time."

"This body-fixing technique was unlocked at noon."

Business capacity: ...

"Old master, can I swear?"

Wen Zhong: "Seal!"

Business capacity: ￥#￥%@￥

Old man!
His mouth was locked.

All the ministers trembled, no one dared to intercede with Shang Rong.

The corners of Zishou's mouth twitched and the corners of his eyes twitched, thinking that it was too wise to form a cabinet.

He never wants to see this kind of courtier again.

The gods will rise.

He is going to go around to pick up corpses and expand the team of the prison with the BUFF of the national fortune.

"The old prime minister is old and prone to thirst, remember to drink more water for him."

Before Zishou left, he explained to the guards of the city wall.

Shang Rong suddenly trembled, feeling uncomfortable in his lower abdomen.

"Shang Rong, you are really a big killer!"

"The old man has been cautious all his life, why is Lin Lao suddenly unable to control his mouth?"

Shang Rong felt extremely regretful.

Just now, he only felt his whole body tremble, his blood was agitated, and he blurted out a bunch of nonsense.

Now that I think about it, it's really not his style.

Shang Rong suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from his crotch: Woohoo!The old man wants to urinate!
Guard: Old Prime Minister, would you like some water?
……

Dashang said straight.

During the six years of Emperor Xin's reign, he mobilized the most labor force, the longest construction time, and the most financially consuming imperial project.

This road, with Chaoge as the center, leads directly to the four seas and the eight wildernesses, the princes from all walks of life, and eight hundred square kingdoms.

After five years of repairs, the main road was finally completed.

Xiqi, the end of the Great Merchant Road, leads directly to Xiqi City.

Outside Xiqi city.

There is a quaint long pavilion in front of the gate of the station.

There are tables and stools carved from bluestone in the pavilion, fresh fruits are placed on the table, and a chessboard is in the middle.

A young man with a scholarly temperament and an old man with deep eyes were chatting while playing chess.

"Father, my son just received a report that Yuan Futong from Beihai rebelled."

"The time for raising troops is a year earlier than what you deduced."

With a calm expression, the old man said lightly:
"The sky is unpredictable."

"It's disrespectful for us mortals to be able to glimpse a little bit of the secret."

"How can you predict things like a god, every minute and every second?"

After all, the old man took out a wooden disc. In the disc, two long needles pointed to the positions of one and twelve respectively, and a thin needle clicked and jumped continuously.

"When it comes to minutes and seconds, our king is a genius."

"Invent the clock, let us mortals control the time."

"It's a pity that our human race can no longer gain merit, otherwise, with this one thing, the king of life who changed the beam and pillar would be able to reach the sky in one step and become a fairy with merit."

The young scholar sighed.

"Father, you boast more Tixin than Querchen."

"Did you forget that we are going to rebel?"

The old man glanced at the young scholar calmly and pretentiously, and the young man immediately fell silent and did not dare to make a sound.

"rebel?"

"Whose rebellion?"

"Old man, just do what a son of man should do."

"In order to prevent our Xiqi from rising, Wen Ding imprisoned your grandfather Ji Li on the pretext of imprisoning him, and brutally killed him in prison."

"This enmity is just a family enmity."

"However, as a subject, the old man admires the king very much."

"In the past few years since he succeeded to the throne, he has opened up canals and straight roads, and used the method of work for relief to gather the refugees from all over the world to these two extraordinary acts."

"With this policy alone, the big merchants no longer have to worry about rebellion by refugees."

"This kind of vision and courage, the old man Ji Chang is ashamed of himself."

Say it.

The young scholar was shocked.

He originally thought that these two masterpiece projects were to connect the four directions and increase the control of the Shang Dynasty over the surrounding countries.

Unexpectedly, there is such a deep scheming hidden in it.

In the battle for the deer, the human race was killed and injured.

Today, there are only tens of millions of human races in the world.

Population is the most important resource in any country.

Xiqi has been secretly recruiting Dashang's refugees. In the past few years, he found that Dashang's refugees suddenly disappeared. This is the reason.

The young scholar is Ji Kao, the eldest son of Ji Chang, and His Royal Highness the most prestigious son of Xiqi.

The old man is none other than Xibo Hou Jichang.

Ji Kao was worried, and asked: "...Father, the Shang Dynasty is now powerful. Their iron cavalry and gunpowder are comparable to the power of gods. Can we really fight?"

Ji Chang shook his head calmly and looked at the sky.

"This world is not the world of the human race after all."

"It doesn't matter how powerful the big business is."

"Even if they have the power of gunpowder and the ability to cast iron, they are still ordinary people and cannot escape this fate."

"Our human race has been attached to immortal gods since hundreds of millions of years ago. The most important thing for us is not strength, but who is deciding our destiny."

"Forty years ago, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit in Biyou Palace sent Wen Zhong down to assist Wen Ding. Di Xin's fate was sealed."

"This is the destiny, and the destiny cannot be violated!"

Ji Chang's old eyes suddenly became powerful, and he scattered the black and white chess pieces in his hand, spilling a pattern on the chessboard.

"The way of heaven is chaotic, and fate remains unchanged."

"The Beihai rebellion has started, and Wen Zhong will raise troops to put down the rebellion in a few days. This is his order!"

"At that time, there will be no one in the Shang Dynasty, and it will be the best time for this king to avenge his father!"

Before Ji Chang finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky!

Moo!
He raised his head suddenly, and saw a five-color bull in the air raising its head and roaring!
Ji Chang was shocked!

How did the cow go to heaven?
Just waiting for him to be shocked.

Huang Feihu, wearing a purple gold crown with hair tied on his head, and wearing a golden battle armor, sat on the back of the five-colored bull and jumped down!

A golden gun fell from the sky in his hand and stuck it on the side of the long pavilion.

"Xibo Hou Jichang accepts the order!"

"From now on, immediately lead one hundred thousand troops, set off in the starry night, and go to Beihai to suppress the rebellion!"

"The situation is urgent, there must be no mistakes!"

(End of this chapter)