I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The news of the border chaos spread to Yin and Shang, and the ruling and opposition parties were outraged.

Although Zisheng understood what this meant, his palms tightly grasped the chair handle, and the wooden chair handle was almost crushed by him.

The border chaos forced Yin Shang and Xiqi to send troops to suppress the rebellion. Even though it was a gathering of monarchs and ministers in people's eyes, he knew that with the current relationship between the two, once they met, the battle of the Conferred Gods It will also open soon.

Zisheng can accept the war, but he cannot accept the blood of the people as a start.

This was one of the few times when the regent gave people a sense of oppression. The scalps of all the officials were numb, and they all knelt down with chills.

Zishou didn't have a good temper, he held the sword at his waist, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was almost murderous.

"A mere small country dares to touch my Yin and Shang people, pass on the order, go out alone, and kill them all!"

Although Zisheng's eyes were sullen, he remained calm and stopped Zishou.

"Brother Wang, don't be impulsive. You are the lord of the world. It is indeed mobilizing the army to conquer a small country. If you go to the border this time, I will definitely not stop you. It's just that this place is really unusual. If you go, Brother Wang, It is too easy to be made into a fuss, and the war may start in an instant."

Wen Zhong bowed under the altar, he was shocked when he learned of this, and knew that the battle of the Conferred Gods was about to start.

Now His Majesty does not cause him as much trouble as in the last life, but when he heard that His Majesty is going to march in person, he still has a headache.

With the force of the king, although he is a rare good general in a hundred years, this move is really reckless.

He rubbed the space between his brows. In his last life, he felt that His Majesty was not motivated, but in this life he felt that His Majesty was too aggressive.

As His Majesty, if you go in person, are you afraid that Xiqi will not find an excuse?

Just when he was distressed that His Majesty's personality could not be pulled back, the regent expressed his thoughts.

After a long time, Zishou withdrew his sword and said helplessly, "In that case, Gu will choose another person to go to the border."

Wen Zhong: "..."

He recalled Daji, who was always in the ear of His Majesty in the previous life. At the beginning, Daji had to plan such a big event in advance, and then let her cronies repeatedly dissuade her. He vaguely agreed.

And this life.

"Brother Wang, don't go."

"I can't go alone."

Unconsciously, Wen Zhong was in a trance for a while, and he turned his gaze to His Royal Highness the Regent, who had a close relationship with His Majesty.

In my heart, I only feel that His Majesty's love for Daji is different from His Majesty's preference for His Highness, which is really insignificant.

Zishou calmed down, and he sat back on the king's chair again.

Di Yi did the right thing back then, if Zishou was a sharp blade, Zisheng was the only scabbard that could close the blade, and the only person in the whole world who could persuade Zishou to move.

After the joint negotiation between Zishou and Zisheng, Chaoge decided to send Wucheng King Huang Feihu as the main general to quell the chaos.

When he was selected as the supervisor, Wen Zhong asked Ying to be the supervisor before Zisheng could think about it.

Zisheng paused, thinking of the original book, he heard that the grand master took the initiative to resist the important task when Yin Shang was on the verge of collapse, and led half of the sect to insist on extending Yin Shang's life for several years.

Zisheng had mixed feelings, but finally agreed.

Due to the urgency of the war, the army needs to be assembled within two days.

During this period, Zisheng began to prepare supplies for the army.

At night, Wen Zhong called his old friends to gather in the mansion to drink together.

Everyone was drunk, but Wen Zhong leaned on his chair and looked around at everyone.

His cheeks were flushed, but the joy on his face could not be shaken off.

The old minister who was going to die early is not only living well, but his body is getting stronger and stronger, and his complexion is getting more and more ruddy.

In the past, he always heard people scolding "Emperor Xin Wudao", and the veterans washed their faces with tears, crying blood every night.

Today, although the veterans always feel that Di Xin is uneducable, they have a lot of expectations in their eyes, and even wrote one after another, all of which are about the future construction of Yin and Shang.

After reliving his whole life, he never heard the word "no way" again, and what the old ministers said was——

"What are you eating today?"

"There is another new dish in the palace."

The old friends were all drunk and lay down on the table one after another.

Wen Zhong walked to the courtyard with the wine jar in his arms, stepped down with his right foot and flew to the eaves.

He opened the wine jar, looked at Mingyue and drank heavily.

In his last life, he had a difficult march, lack of food and grass, and most of his soldiers died of starvation.

Emperor Xin ran rampant in Chaoge, harming the people, drinking wine and meat, and was extravagant.

The Yin merchants were full of resentment, and there was no intact house around Chaoge.

Wen Zhong looked at the hungry people along the road, and while telling himself to be loyal to Cheng Tang, countless voices questioned himself.

Does he still have to go on?

Wen Zhong shook his head, the memories of the past drifted away.

Zisheng's appearance came to his mind, and Wen Zhong smiled.

In this life, there is Xiaowang, and the Yin merchants are a little richer. This battle should rarely starve the soldiers, right?

On the second day, Wen Zhong found that his thinking was still too conservative.

On the second day, before dawn, someone knocked on the door of Wen Zhong's residence.

The servant hurried to open the door, and the person who came was from the palace.

When the palace people saw Wen Zhong, they first saluted respectfully, and then took out a book and said: "This is the military supplies that His Highness prepared for this campaign, can the Grand Master need a slave to read it out for the Grand Master?"

Wen Zhong looked down at the notebook, "Read."

The palace man leaned over, "I obey." He opened the notebook.

"The food and grass prepared for this expedition is [-] shi..."

Wen Zhong raised his head abruptly, "So much food..." Don't say he is half full, even if he is holding on for a while, he won't be able to finish it in a while.

The palace man smiled at Wen Zhong, "Don't worry about it, Grand Master. This is just the first round of food. Your Highness was afraid that it would be inconvenient for the Grand Master to bring it, so he prepared some properly. The soldiers defend Yin Shang, and Yin Shang can't treat the soldiers badly. His Highness also asked the slave to tell the Grand Master that there is no need to worry about food in the future..."

Wen Zhong's heart surged, and a wave of warmth filled his whole body.

He had been fighting alone in his last life, but in this life someone stood behind him to weather the storm for him, Wen Zhong's mood was self-evident.

The palace man went on to say: "Two thousand fine iron weapons, one thousand stones of cotton to share with the soldiers against the cold, and ten thousand coins for emergencies... twenty craftsmen, twenty doctors, five thousand catties of herbs... ..."

The more Wen Zhong listened, the hotter his heart became, and the stronger his body became.

But after a full two quarters of an hour, the palace servant still didn't finish reading.

Wen Zhong:?

After an unknown amount of time, the palace man finally closed the notebook, Wen Zhong heaved a sigh of relief, but the palace man took out a new notebook.

Wen Zhong: ...

Zhong was stunned when he saw the news, but the palace man smiled, his teeth were white.

"Your Highness has prepared too many things, and I can't keep them in a notebook."

Wen Zhong numbly watched the palace man continue to read, after a long time, he rubbed his eyebrows and grabbed the palace man's hand.

"Don't read it anymore, I really can't finish it."

He didn't expect that Wen Zhong would still beg His Highness to give less things.

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Xiqi.

Ji Chang, Jiang Ziya and the others also knew that the battle of the Conferred Gods was about to begin.

The Hou Mansion stayed up all night for three days, and finally decided that Ji Fa would personally lead the troops to set off.

Everyone also prepared supplies for this expedition, the most of which was of course food, a total of [-] shi.

In addition, Xiqi prepared two doctors, a thousand horses, some cloth and some sundries for the army.

The preparations this time are also sufficient, presumably it should be able to deal with the army of a small country with ease.

After the army left the capital, Jiang Ziya stood on the city wall and said to Ji Chang, "Master Hou, it's time to build the altar."

Ji Chang was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled gently: "All you have to do is listen to what the prime minister says."

In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, some gods always die, and Jiang Ziya received an order from Yuanshi Tianzun to build the Conferred Gods Platform to release his soul.

Xiqi was about to build a god altar, but because the people had no shortage of food or clothing, it took a long time to recruit enough people.

And many of these people are just looking for an activity to move around.Therefore, the Conferred God Platform, which could have been built in ten days, took half a month.

Fortunately, the quality of the Fengshentai is worry-free and solid.

Under the blue sky, a high platform stands tall.

Jiang Ziya walked up to the high platform step by step in white clothes, and the wind was strong.Jiang Ziya waved his sleeves, and the list of gods opened wide in the air.

Obviously the list of gods is not big, but as the list of gods was opened, everyone felt as if something covered the sky, and another invisible force shrouded their heads.

The magical power of the Conferred Gods List spreads all over the world, and all living beings in the world are within its "vision".

Dimly, Fengshenbang seems to have a subtle consciousness, and everything passes by in its consciousness.

It saw everyone, male and female, old and young, the king of Yin Shang Xiqi, and the immortal who cut and explained...

Until a young man in white flashed in its consciousness, the Conferred Gods List paused, and its consciousness became more solidified.

It focused its attention on the young man, and the young man seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his head.

In the Conferred God List consciousness, the young man in white suddenly changed his appearance.

It was a big green and plump lotus flower.

As soon as the Conferred God List was suffocated, its consciousness came back, and it also recognized that this beautiful lotus was its own family, and it could also be regarded as itself.

The little consciousness lowered its "head", took out a "small notebook", and put the young man's name into the blacklist.

Qinglian's family has only one seedling left, so there is absolutely no reason to be included in the list of gods.