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Royal Palace

"King, when we arrived at the Xibo Marquis Mansion, Ji Chang had already run away, and the entire Xibo Marquis Mansion was gone and the wealth was over."

"What, I ran away!"

King Zhou, who was sitting on the throne and was enjoying singing and dancing, was furious after hearing the sound, and said angrily: "Damn Ji Chang, it was indeed him who sent Bo Yikao to assassinate Yu's beloved concubine. If not, why did he feel guilty and escape in advance? Damn, it's really damn. I respect him as a prince and have always been very courteous, but I don't expect this man to be a wolf and have such a rude ambition."

King Zhou became more and more angry as he thought about it. He reached out and pushed it and swept the delicious wine and food on the table to the ground.

Unable to relieve his hatred, he walked down from the throne with great strides, took off the sword hanging on the jade pillar, and slashed randomly and said, "Ji Chang, you deserve to die, deserve to die!"

Looking at King Zhou who was venting his anger, Wang Xu and Fei Zhong didn't say anything.

I'm afraid King Zhou had forgotten at this time, who imprisoned Ji Chang in Wuli, and who chopped Bo Yikao into meat sauce.

"Ji Chang!!"

After chopping three square tables and two jade pillars in a row, King Zhou calmed down and said with a heavy face as deep as water: "Tell me, King Wucheng Huang Feihu."

King Wucheng Huang Feihu was the most powerful general of King Wucheng of Shang, a contemporary head of the lineage of King Wucheng of Zhenguo. He assisted the government with Shang Rong, one by one in literature and one by one in martial arts.

Now, the Grand Tutor has not returned to lead the troops, Prime Minister Shang Rong angrily hit Jinzhu and died. Huang Feihu, compared to Ya, is the only two veterans in the court.

"My minister, King Wucheng Huang Feihu, see the king."

Soon, a general came outside the hall. He was wearing golden armor and carrying a golden clenched pedestal on his back, looking extraordinary.

When King Zhou saw Huang Feihu coming, he quickly walked to the throne and said, "King Wucheng, Bo Yikao assassinating Daji, has been rectified on the spot. Xibo Hou Jichang is a co-conspirator and is now fleeing for fear of crime. I ordered you to order 30,000 troops and horses to quickly go to capture Jichang. If you can capture, capture him, and if you cannot capture, kill him. You must never let him escape back to Xiqi."

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Huang Feihu's face was dull and he didn't believe that Bo Yikao would assassinate Daji, nor did he believe that Ji Chang would rebel.

But before he could ask again, King Zhou glared and shouted, "Don't you accept the order?"

"Yes, king."

Huang Feihu didn't dare to ask again, and left the hall with a question in his arms.

After Huang Feihu left, King Zhou pinched his eyebrows tiredly and sighed: "Ban Dang knew loyal ministers, and it was seen that people's hearts over time. Ji Chang disappointed me so much."

Wang Xu and Fei Zhong looked at each other, and they had never seen such a shameless person before.

King Zhou sighed for a while, then looked at Wang Xu who was standing in His Highness and said, "General Fenwei, King Wucheng is leading his troops out now, so you can stay in the palace first and protect the palace for the time being."

"Yes, king."

Wang Xu was determined to go to the border of Xiqi, become the general of the border, and then attack Xiqi with the right opportunity.

But now, King Zhou has not yet thought of letting him go. Could it be that he doesn't trust him and wants to observe for a while?

Forget it, it's more than half a year before the beginning of the Gods. Jiang Ziya hasn't gone down the mountain, and he doesn't rush to go to the border. It's good to stay in the palace for the time being.

Time passed slowly, and two more months passed in a blink of an eye, and it was February.

Huang Feihu is still chasing Ji Chang. Ji Chang is proficient in deduction. Every time he can predict the enemy first and avoid Huang Feihu's pursuit.

Both sides hid and fled, one chasing and the other escaping, which looked extremely dangerous, but in fact, even Ji Chang's shadow was not touched.

King Zhou was furious about this, but he was helpless.

And at this moment, thirty-five miles away from Chaoge's east gate, a light of escape fell into Songjiazhuang.

Songjiazhuang

"There is no Jiazi in the mountains. Before I knew it, I have been going up the mountain for forty-seven years. Now my master said that I have not yet had a relationship, so I should go down the mountain to seek wealth and honor, but I am already old, so how can I wait for me?"

The visitor was dressed in yellow and looked like an old man. However, Jiang Ziya, who joined the school of the Ancestral Sect forty-seven years ago and was a registered disciple.

Although this person looks average and has a fairly good appearance, he is actually a person with great fortune and fortune.

The three religions agreed to the enthronement of Gods, and the Saint of Yuqing asked the Saint of Taiqing to deduce the changes of heaven and secrets, and figure out the two most suitable people to preside over the enthronement of Gods.

First, it is called Shen Gongbao.

The second is called Jiang Ziya.

Now that the great catastrophe of the gods is approaching, the saint of Yuqing summoned two people three days ago and asked them to find the wise master.

Outside the Songjia Village, Jiang Ziya went up to knock on the door, and a doorman responded soon.

Jiang Ziya didn't see her. She looked up inside and asked, "Is your master here?"

The doorman looked up and saw that the person coming was an extremely demeanor and gray-haired elder, and he did not dare to be rude: "The master is in the mansion, how dare you ask the elder's name?"

"I am Jiang Ziya, and I am a close friend to your master. If you mention my name, he will know."

The Songjiazhuang where Jiang Ziya came to looked ordinary, but in fact there was a strange man named Song living in seclusion.

It was this person who recommended him to go to Kunlun Mountain to learn art. Now that he has returned from his studies, Jiang Ziya has no place to go, so he came to Songjiazhuang to take a look.

"But Brother Ziya?"

Not long after, Song Yiren came out of the mansion and opened his mouth and said, "Why did you never have any letters to communicate with me after you have been separated for decades? Is it a concern for you to be good at me?"

Jiang Ziya apologized repeatedly and replied: "I am pure and hard in the mountains, and my status is low. I have not yet obtained hard study every day, but I don't care about my brother anymore. I hope my brother will not blame him."

"What is this? You and I are sworn brothers, so why should we distinguish each other? I will welcome you."

Song Yiren greeted Jiang Ziya into the house, and asked someone to have a banquet, and he was so happy that he tried to drink.

Jiang Ziya refused, and drank several glasses of vegetarian wine in a row. This time they met and started a very happy conversation.

"Brother, you have learned what you have learned for decades in the mountains?" Song Yiren asked with great enthusiasm.

"How can you not learn?"

Jiang Ziya drank a few glasses of wine and met his former benefactor again. He replied with a smile: "I have been studying hard on the mountain. Although I have limited talent and have a rare way of gaining a great way, I have also understood it."

When Song Yiren heard this, he was even more happy and repeatedly advised him to drink: "My brother drink this cup and talk to me in detail."

Jiang Ziya drank it all and replied: "I have been carrying water on the mountain for five years, planting peaches for five years, weaving clothes for five years, and washing clothes for five years, which is twenty years. Then, I fanned the fire for five years, watched the mountains for five years, cooked for five years, and guarded the river for five years, and this is twenty years."

"Oh, it's only been forty-seven years on the Mount of Weibing. It's been forty years. So what else can I learn?"

When Song Yiren heard Jiang Ziya's answer, he smiled bitterly.

When Jiang Ziya heard this, she didn't care and replied: "I go down the mountain to carry water, pick up all the seas early, and pick up two rivers late. I plant peaches, and I plant the Queen Mother's Peaches, and the longevity peaches of the Antarctic Immortal. I sweep the floor, sweeping the three mountains and five mountains, and thousands of miles of rivers. I weave clothes, and weave clothes of the Yellow Springs and the Shinto robes.

In addition, the fire I fan is the Bagua Furnace and Dan Fire. The mountain I see is the spiritual mountain that suppresses demons. The rice I cook is to offer to the ancestors of Huoyun Cave. The river I guard is the Milky Way above the nine heavens. In this way, how can I not learn?"

When Song Yiren heard this, he was overjoyed and sighed: "My brother has such a great fortune, so what about seven years left?"

"There are seven years left, I have been practicing alchemy for five years and practicing Taoism for five years. Unfortunately, after only two years of practicing Taoism, I was driven down the mountain by my master." When talking about practicing Taoism, Jiang Ziya looked ashamed.

Because his time to practice Taoism is still short, his cultivation is not high, and now he is only at the fourth-level celestial immortal realm.

Fortunately, when he went down the mountain, his master gave him a protective magic weapon, otherwise he would not dare to come over along the way.

"Don't be sad, brother, this is a good fortune."

Seeing that Jiang Ziya was a little disappointed, Song Yiren quickly changed the topic and said, "What are your plans for you to go down the mountain this time?"

Jiang Ziya told the truth, "When Master asked me to go down the mountain, he said that my fate was not over and that I could not practice Taoism. I could only go down the mountain to seek wealth and honor. I thought, first come to Chaoge to see the situation, so as to see where my wealth and honor are. As for other things, Master did not explain, and only told me all the ways of being destined to me, so that I can obey my original heart."

After hearing this, Song Yiren stood up and walked around the room for two rounds, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he stopped beside Jiang Ziya and said, "There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no descendants are the greatest. Since you are hard to achieve the great way, you can only go down the mountain to seek wealth and honor, you can't be alone, right?"

"What does brother mean?"

"Don't worry, stay in my house first, and I will have a good thing with you tomorrow."

A good thing?

Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment. What good things could he do? Brother Yi wanted to introduce the wise master to him.

When asked again, Song Yiren looked strange but kept silent.
Chapter completed!