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

Chapter 17

Ji Kao burst into tears.

"Father, how can this be reversed?"

Ji Chang's reaction to Ji Kao is not surprising at all. After all, the eldest son who puts high hopes on him can't see the number of days he deduces.

Ji Chang reprimanded with a straight face:

"Worrying about gains and losses is not what a real man does!"

"My father didn't tell you!"

"For hundreds of millions of years, the ruler of this land has never been the human race!"

"No matter how strong Di Xin is, so what if he can rule the world!"

"He, after all, is a human race!"

"Moreover, he is the King of People who can never practice!"

"Fengming Xiqi, this is the destiny. The Yin-Shanghe should be destroyed. Even if his achievements are far superior to the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, he will not be able to escape his own destiny!"

Ji Kao said in a low voice: "Just now you said that Wen Zhong's Northern Expedition was also destiny. Turning around, we will go by ourselves."

Ji Chang: "..."

"Kao'er, destiny..."

Ji Kao: "Fate is unpredictable. It's not easy for mere mortals to guess one or two things. How can every second be accurate..."

Ji Chang: "I'll beat you to death!"

Ji Kao didn't dare to hide: "Father, can we really place our hopes on the illusory gods?"

Ji Chang remained silent.

"Besides praying to the gods, what else can we do."

……

at this time.

On the way Xiqi went to Chaoge, King Wucheng rode the five-colored bull and walked on the clouds with a look of resentment.

"Zizi Jichang, you treat me like this!"

"This king bids you farewell, but ignores you, old killer!"

……

The next day.

A king's order shocked Xiqi!
Xibo Hou Jichang was ordered by Emperor Xin to lead an army of [-] to crusade against Beihai and quell the rebellion!

All of a sudden, the court was in chaos, and they scolded Di Xin for harboring evil intentions.

After appeasing the ministers, Ji Chang overcame all opinions and decided to go out with the army himself.

"After the king went out to fight, the senior doctor San Yisheng assisted the eldest son Ji in the examination and supervision of the country!"

"I made a fortune for myself. This time there is no danger, and I can return to China at the turn of the Spring and Autumn."

"All external affairs will be decided after the army returns."

In the seven halls, Ji Chang settled state affairs one by one.

Ji Kao heard the old father's calculation, the corners of his mouth twitched, he hesitated to speak, and finally resisted being scolded, and sent the army out of the city with all the civil and military officials.

Outside Xiqi city.

The [-]-strong army is majestic and majestic, and its murderous aura soars into the sky.

General Nan Gongshi led the army, and Ji Fa and Ji Dan went out with the army!
Xibo Hou Jichang sat on a magical chariot of the Chinese army.

This car has no shafts, let alone drawn by horses, but it can drive freely.

"My lord has brought the Qixiang chariot, so you don't have to worry."

"This chariot was left behind by Emperor Xuanyuan when he broke Chiyou in the North Sea. People sit on it and don't need to push it. If you want to go east, you can go east, and if you want to go west, you can go west. It is comparable to an eight-carriage chariot."

On the city wall, San Yisheng, the senior doctor, saw Young Master Kao's worried face, and stepped forward to comfort him.

Ji Kao sighed,
"What I am worried about is not the safety of my father, but his hexagrams."

"Recently, his hexagrams have become more and more ineffective. He himself is still unwilling to admit it."

"I'm afraid of my father, I will suffer a lot sooner or later."

San Yisheng smiled.

"It turns out that the son is worried about the lord's hexagram skills."

"It's no more worrying."

"My lord is proficient in Fuxi's gossip. This is an innate number, and I have never missed it."

Ji Kao gave him a complicated look without explaining.

……

The Xiqi army sent troops to the North Sea in a mighty manner, and the news spread all over the world immediately!
Shouxian Palace.

Zishou had just finished training when he received information from the dark net.

He took a sip of the medicated food that finally changed his taste, and asked:

"Where did Yuan Futong's rebel army go?"

"Return to the king."

"It's almost Chongzhou."

Zi Shou raised his head in surprise.

Chongzhou.

Beibohou Chonghouhu's territory.

He only wanted to plot against Ji Chang, and forgot about this big waste.

The 72 princes of Beihai are actually within the jurisdiction of Beibohou.

It's just that this waste material couldn't even be taken down by Su Hu, a small prince in the jurisdiction, and was pressed to the ground by Su Hu's son and rubbed crazily.

In the end, it was his younger brother Chong Heihu who went down the mountain and saved him face.

How could he be Yuan Futong's opponent.

Lao Yuan has fought with Grand Master Wen for more than ten years.

In the original book, it was Yuan Futong who hit Chongzhou before he rushed to Chaoge for help.

Sure enough, before Zishou finished reporting the information about the secret information, a guard rushed to report.

Beibohou Chonghouhu wrote a letter, saying that Beihai rebelled against the 72nd prince Yuan Futong and others, and begged the court to send troops to suppress the rebellion.

It seems that his layout has slightly changed the original timeline.

Chonghouhu reported the Beihai rebellion, it should be in the spring and February of the seventh year of Emperor Xin.

A full year early.

"Let him wait and say that the reinforcements have gone."

Zi Shou curled his lips, dismissed the dark thread, and picked up a memorial annotated with red pen on the table.

In the improved cabinet system, he divided the importance of memorials into blue, yellow, orange, and red, corresponding to general, relatively important, very important, and particularly important.

The cabinet will annotate the memorial to the world according to four levels, and only need to send the red batch to him.

Red means special importance.

He opened the memorial, which contained Wen Zhong's annotations, and the memorial came from various generals of the Great Merchants.

The content of the memorial is as follows:

Ever since the Great Shang became a god, the gods who were willing to accept the order of the king were suddenly attacked by monsters frequently and suffered heavy injuries.

Nearly [-]% of the three hundred gods who had originally belonged to the Great Merchant fled away when the generals from all walks of life were unprepared.

At the same time, the continual battles of the gods have also caused continuous natural disasters, and the people's resentment is everywhere.

Ask him to express.

Zishou fell silent.

Although, the Nanniwan project he strongly promoted can solve the drought and flood problems of most cultivated fields.

However, it cannot resist natural disasters above the scale.

"Looks like it's time for Feng Jiu to be released from prison."

……

With a thought in Zishou's mind, his consciousness came to the Prison of the Ancient Emperor.

Guizi prison cell.

The Qishui river god Feng Jiu, who was dressed in feathers, still sat cross-legged, with her slender hands resting on her long, slender white legs, revealing her slender figure.

She is still trying to digest the power of incense accumulated in her body for thousands of years.

Zishou saw golden light overflowing from her body, and the scent of incense in the back of her head turned into circles of light, setting off her godlike face.

Seeing that Zishou was coming, Hong Yi smiled.

"This little girl is making rapid progress, but she has accumulated too much incense power."

"It will take at least seven days to refine."

"Seven days?"

Zishou suddenly thought of something and asked curiously:

"Several days in prison."

"one day."

"How many hours?"

"Nine hours."

Zi Shou was surprised. It turned out that when he was in the Conferred God World, the time flow in the Primordial Prison was almost the same as that in the outside world.

It has been exactly nine hours since he left the Immemorial Prison last time.

Only when he consciously enters the Prison of the Primordial Emperor, will the time outside stop passing.

"This time, I mainly want to ask you a question."

"ask"

Hong Yi was as simple and direct as ever.

Zishou was also polite, saying:

"Last time you said that the exercises you practice are different from the heaven and earth laws of conferring gods. If you leave it to me, I will not be able to practice it."

"Only in this ancient imperial prison, can one practice regardless of the rules of heaven and earth."

"Is there any way for you to modify the Sutra of Future Life into a practice that can be practiced in the prehistoric world?"

Hong Yi thought for a while, then shook his head.

"I can not do it."

"If I could do that, I would have escaped this prison."

Zishou sighed in disappointment, and was about to leave when Hong Yi continued:

"However, she is from the prehistoric and will not be rejected by the prehistoric and heavenly ways, and now she has practiced my future lifeless scripture."

"Perhaps, we can try to create a similar exercise in the prehistoric world."

Zishou's eyes lit up.

"really!"

Hong Yi: "Really."

Seven days later.

Gui Zizi prison.

Suddenly a mantra sounded!
Feng Jiu opened her eyes, a golden light passed by, and a huge golden Buddha statue was sitting in it.

She stretched out her arms, and powerful divine power came out through her body. A statue of a god who looked exactly like her slowly stood up behind her, overlooking the small world in the Guizi prison.

"I've become a fairy."

Feng Jiu's eyes were full of disbelief!

Before she finished speaking, she heard a familiar voice.

"You should get out of prison and work."

(End of this chapter)