Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

Thinking this way, Xu Ziqing walked out of the Nine Halls.

No longer care about the cries of those civil and military officials.

A crowd of civil and military officials lay on the ground of the Jiujian Hall, weeping to the death and heartache.

When I looked up, I found that there was no figure of the saint.

Only then did he react.

Has the saint gone long ago?

The saint must have forgiven me for waiting.

great great!

Huang Feihu: "..."

Shang Rong: "..."

Bigan: "..."

for myself:"……"

……

The civil and military ministers looked at each other, and they all saw the tears on each other's faces.

It has not condensed at this moment, and it is falling down.

Everyone couldn't help but blush.

At my age, I still cry like this.

It's really degrading.

Yes, it's degrading.

"It seems that I and others have to study the classics of Confucianism."

Ugh!

All civil and military officials sighed.

Prince Shang sat on the throne, looking at the appearance of all civil and military officials.

Unable to bear it any longer, he burst into laughter:

"Hahahahaha..."

"You guys have such a funny side too."

"Hahahahaha..."

Prince Shang hugged his stomach and laughed.

"...hahaha...retire...hahaha"

"It's so ridiculous."

Prince Shang laughed again and returned to the harem.

Only the civil and military officials on the nine halls were left looking at each other.

Your Majesty, I really like to laugh recently.

Chapter 46 The Three Demons Competing for Favor Are the Lovely Banshees

At this moment, the faces of all civil and military officials were flushed, and the shame was self-evident.

Automatically divided into two shifts, according to the practice of going to court in the past.

Silently exited the Nine Halls.

They returned to their respective houses and conveyed the wishes of the saint Xu Ziqing to them.

He also indoctrinates his own family members.

It is not mentioned here, but it is said that Xu Ziqing has returned to the saint's mansion.

Jiu'er also completed the retreat today, completely refining the blood of the Tianhu.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the Saint's Mansion, waiting for his return.

Seeing his figure from a distance, he bounced to his side.

He shook his arm and said:

"Thanks to the drop of sky fox blood that the master gave Jiu'er."

"Jiu'er has now broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm, and I don't know how many times stronger than the previous Celestial Immortal."

"Jiu'er was able to achieve all this thanks to the help of the master. The master has been very kind to Jiu'er."

With a bright smile on Jiu'er's face, he said to Xu Ziqing.

"Recently, Jiu'er has figured out a new set of massage techniques, and then uses my current cultivation base."

"It will definitely achieve an effect that is countless times better than before."

Jiu'er waved her small fist and said in a chirping voice.

His face was full of excitement, and he looked eager to try.

Xu Ziqing smiled calmly, looking at Jiu'er with eyes full of doting.

So just letting Jiu'er pull her arm, she came to the back house in the Saint's Mansion.

Lie down on the bench again.

The pheasant essence and pipa essence on the side had already prepared the service items for Xu Ziqing today.

Taking advantage of the time when Xu Ziqing was in court, the two had already done their respective division of labor.

But when she realized that she had no time to use herself, sister Jiu'er was meticulously massaging her master.

The owner's face is full of enjoyment.

The two banshees pouted immediately and came to Xu Ziqing's side.

Said coquettishly:

"Once Sister Jiu'er leaves the customs, the master will ignore us both."

"The master is too eccentric, he only likes sister Jiu'er."

After finishing speaking, Pheasant Jing and Pipa Jing pouted and said arrogantly.

Xu Ziqing pulled the two banshees into his arms, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and said to the two women:

"You two are my lovely little maids, how could I not like you?"

"My master hasn't eaten any fruit today. I don't know which of you two will peel the grapes for me, and who will peel the oranges for me?"

Pheasant Jing and Pipa Jing competed and said:

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

The two banshees couldn't care less about getting angry at this moment, and they ran to the kitchen scrambling to be the first.

They rushed to fetch fruit for Xu Ziqing.

Looking at the naive looks of the two younger sisters, Jiu'er couldn't help laughing.

Xu Ziqing pinched Jiu'er's face and laughed loudly.

The atmosphere in the Saint's mansion suddenly became soothing and peaceful.

After his own rectification, the world of the Shang Dynasty became peaceful again.

And the national power of the Shang Dynasty has reached the point where it cannot be strong.

Such a dynasty, not to mention the rebellion of eight hundred princes.

Even if 80 or even [-] princes rebelled, it is impossible to shake the foundation of the Shang Dynasty.

With the current national strength of the Western Zhou Dynasty, it is simply nonsense to want to destroy the great merchants.

Xu Ziqing thought so in his heart.

It seems that it's time for me to take a vacation for myself, Jiu'er has just been promoted to the Golden Immortal realm.

I have to give him a good training.

Just let him give me a massage to stabilize the Golden Immortal cultivation base!

A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Ziqing's mouth, and his eyes narrowed when he looked at Jiu'er.

How can I get Jiu'er to massage herself?

What kind of underwear should Wanhua Xianyi transform into this time?

This is really a question worth pondering.

Xu Ziqing rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

Jiu'er saw the sage lost in thought.

On the side, he obediently massaged, and didn't say anything more.

"The sage must be thinking about some important family and country affairs."

"Now the Shang Dynasty just abolished slavery, as a military power where everyone is equal."

"There must be a lot of things to worry about. As the helm of the Shang Dynasty, the sage of the Shang Dynasty must have a lot of things to worry about."

"As the saint's personal maid, the only thing I can do is to give him an affectionate massage when he is working hard on state affairs."

Thinking like this, he compared his small fists to his chest.

The massage for Xu Ziqing got up even harder.

At this moment, Pheasant Essence and Pipa Essence also brought fruits from the kitchen.

The two banshees scrambled to be the first to hand the fruit to Xu Ziqing's mouth.

Xu Ziqing narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Looking at the three banshees in front of him, he began to think.

"It seems that there are only two Wanhua fairy clothes, which are not enough."

Master Xuandu used great supernatural powers to tear apart the space, and rushed to the prehistoric land from 33 days away.

At the moment, it is Jizhou in the city of Shang Dynasty.

After the rebellion of the princes, Jizhou was still an ice city before January.

But today, one month later, Jizhou has already returned to its former prosperity.

And compared to before, the people of Jizhou City added a bit of happiness to their faces.

The reason for all this is naturally that the new systems promulgated by Chaoge City cannot be bypassed.

Confucian students took over the local government affairs after receiving orders from the sages.

Use the dogma of Confucianism to plan the behavior of the local people.

And immediately, all the slaves in Jizhou City were released to freedom.

After the people of Jizhou City heard about the Confucian classics.

Suddenly, I felt that my previous behavior was no different from that of a beast!

Can that be called doing human affairs?

All the people in Jizhou City wished they could slap their former self.

As a citizen of the Shang Dynasty, he actually betrayed the Shang Dynasty.

With such a rebellious and inhumane behavior, he almost helped the evildoer.

The people in Jizhou City expressed their regret.

He shouldn't have listened to Jizhou Hou Suhu's nonsense at all, that short-lived ghost.

He rebelled by himself, causing his family not to speak.