"Your Majesty, when we arrived at the Xibohou Mansion, Ji Chang had already run away, and the entire Xibohou Mansion was devastated."
"What, ran away!"
King Zhou, who was sitting on the throne and enjoying the singing and dancing, was furious when he heard the sound and said angrily: "Damn Ji Chang, it was indeed him who sent Boyikao to assassinate his beloved concubine. If not, why did he have a guilty conscience and escape in advance? Damn it. , He really deserves to die, I respect him as a prince and have always treated him with great courtesy, but I don’t expect this man to be so ambitious and treasonous.”
King Zhou became more and more angry as he thought about it. He stretched out his hand and pushed the food and wine on the table to the ground.
Still unable to understand his hatred, he strode down from the throne, took off the sword hanging on the jade pillar, and hacked at it randomly: "Ji Chang, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
Seeing King Zhou venting his anger, Wang Xu and Fei Zhong remained silent.
I am afraid that King Zhou at this time has forgotten who imprisoned Ji Chang in Youli and who chopped Boyikao into meat paste.
"Ji Chang!!"
Three square tables and two jade pillars were chopped to pieces in a row. King Zhou calmed down after his anger subsided, and said with a serious face: "It is said that King Wucheng Huang Feihu."
Huang Feihu, King of Wucheng, was the first general of Shang Zhou and the contemporary head of the family of King Wucheng of Zhenguo. Together with Shang Rong, he assisted the government in both literature and military affairs.
Now, the Grand Master Wen Zhong has not returned with his troops, the Prime Minister Shang Rong was angry and hit the golden pillar and died, and Huang Feihu and Yabi are the only two elders in the court.
"Your Majesty, Huang Feihu, King of Wucheng, is here to see you."
Not long after, a general came out of the palace. This man was wearing golden armor and carrying a golden tilu pestle on his back. He looked very imposing.
Seeing Huang Feihu's arrival, King Zhou quickly walked to the throne and said: "King Wu Cheng, Boyikao assassinated Empress Daji and was executed on the spot. Xibo Hou Jichang was an accomplice and has now fled in fear of crime. I order you to order all of them. Thirty thousand soldiers and horses are to rush to capture Ji Chang. If we can capture him, we will capture him; if we cannot capture him, we will kill him. We must not let him escape back to Xiqi."
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Huang Feihu looked dull and did not believe that Boyikao would assassinate Daji, let alone that Ji Chang would rebel.
But before he could ask any more questions, King Zhou glared and asked: "You still don't accept your order?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Huang Feihu did not dare to ask any more questions and left the hall with doubts in his mind.
After Huang Feihu left, King Zhou pinched his brows tiredly and sighed: "A loyal minister is known by his strength, and his heart is revealed over time. Ji Chang has disappointed me so much."
Wang Xu and Fei Zhong looked at each other. They had never seen such a shameless person.
King Zhou sighed for a while, then looked at Wang Xu, who was standing with His Highness, and said: "General Fenwei, now that King Wu Cheng is leading his troops out, you should stay in the palace and protect the palace for the time being."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wang Xu was determined to go to the border of Xiqi and serve as a border general, and then attack Xiqi at the right opportunity.
But at the moment, King Zhou has no idea of letting him out. Could it be that he still doesn't trust him and wants to observe him for a while.
Forget it, it's still more than half a year before the Conferment of Gods begins. Jiang Ziya hasn't even gone down the mountain yet, and he's not in a hurry to go to the border. It's not a bad idea to stay in the palace for the time being.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, another two months passed, and the time came to February.
Huang Feihu is still chasing Ji Chang. Ji Chang is proficient in deduction and can anticipate the enemy every time and avoid Huang Feihu's pursuers.
Both sides were playing hide-and-seek, one chasing and the other escaping. It looked extremely dangerous, but in fact they didn't even touch Ji Chang's shadow.
King Zhou was very angry about this, but he was helpless.
At this moment, thirty-five miles away from the east gate of Chaoge, a ray of light fell into Songjiazhuang.
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"There is no Jiazi in the mountain. Unknowingly, I have been up the mountain for forty-seven years. Now my master says that I am not done with this world, so I should go down the mountain to seek wealth. But I am already old. How can there be wealth waiting for me?"
The person who came was dressed in yellow and looked like an old man, but he was Jiang Ziya, who had become a registered disciple of the Chan Cult forty-seven years ago.
Although this person looks ordinary and has ordinary Taoism, he is actually a person with great fortune.
The three religions agreed on the matter of canonizing gods, and Sage Yuqing invited Saint Taiqing to work together to deduce the changes in heaven and calculate the two most suitable people to preside over the canonization of gods.
One of them is called Shen Gongbao.
The second one is named Jiang Ziya.
Now that the great calamity of becoming a god is approaching, Saint Yuqing summoned the two of them three days ago and asked them to go find their master.
Outside Songjiazhuang, Jiang Ziya knocked on the door, and the doorman answered after a while.
Jiang Ziya didn't look outside either. He raised his head to look inside and asked, "Is your master here?"
The doorman looked up and saw that the person who came was an elderly man with extraordinary bearing and gray hair. He did not dare to be rude and said, "Master is in the mansion. May I ask the elder's name?"
"I am Jiang Ziya, and I am a close friend of your master. He will know it when you mention my name."
The Songjiazhuang that Jiang Ziya came to looked ordinary, but in fact there was a stranger named Song living in seclusion.
It was this person who recommended him to go to Kunlun Mountain to study art. Now that he had returned from his studies, Jiang Ziya had nowhere to go, so he came to Songjiazhuang to have a look.
"But Brother Ziya?"
Not long after, Song Yiren came out of the house and said: "I have been separated for decades, dear brother. Why have we never exchanged letters? I am worried about doing good for my brother."
Jiang Ziya apologized repeatedly and replied: "It's hard in the mountains, and my status is low. I have not yet learned hard every day, but I can't take care of my brother. I hope my brother won't blame me."
"What are you talking about? You and I are sworn brothers. There is no difference between us. I will take care of you right now."
Song Yiren invited Jiang Ziya into the house and served a banquet. He was overjoyed and encouraged him to drink.
Jiang Ziya couldn't resist, so he drank several glasses of plain wine, and started chatting happily with each other this time.
"Brother Xian, have you learned anything during your decades on the mountain?" Song Yiren was quite enthusiastic and asked Jiang Ziya.
"How can you not learn?"
Jiang Ziya drank a few glasses of wine, met his former benefactor again, and replied with a smile: "I have been studying hard in the mountains. Although my talent is limited and it is difficult to find a great way, I have learned something."
When Song Yiren heard this, he was even more happy and urged him to drink: "Drink this cup, dear brother, and then tell me in detail."
Jiang Ziya drank it all in one gulp and replied: "I carried water on the mountain for five years, planted peaches for five years, weaved clothes for five years, and washed clothes for five years. This is twenty years. Then I fanned the fire for five years and looked at the mountains for five years.
Years, five years of cooking, five years of guarding the river, this is another twenty years."
"Oh, my dear brother, I have only been on the mountain for forty-seven years. I have been here for forty years, so what else can I learn?"
Upon hearing Jiang Ziya's answer, Song Yiren smiled bitterly.
When Jiang Ziya heard this, he didn't take it seriously and replied: "I go down from the mountain to carry water, from the four seas in the morning and from the two rivers in the evening. I plant peaches, the flat peaches of the Queen Mother and the longevity peaches of the Antarctic Immortal. When I sweep the floor, I sweep the three mountains.
Five mountains, thousands of miles of rivers. I weave clothes, and what I weave is the clothes of the underworld and the robes of the Shinto.
In addition, the fire I fan is the Bagua furnace elixir fire. The mountain I look at is the spiritual mountain that suppresses demons. The rice I cook is an offering to the sages of Huoyundong, and the river I guard is above the nine heavens.
Galaxy, if this is the case, how can I not learn from it?"
When Song Yiren heard this, he was overjoyed and sighed: "My dear brother, you have such a great blessing, so what are the remaining seven years?"
"There are seven years left, five years for me to refine alchemy and five years for Taoism. Unfortunately, I only practiced Taoism for two years before my master kicked me off the mountain." Jiang Ziya looked ashamed when talking about Taoism and practice.
Because he has only practiced Taoism for a short period of time, his cultivation level is not high and he is currently only at the fourth level of Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Fortunately, when he was going down the mountain, his master gave him a protective magic weapon, otherwise he would not have dared to ride on the clouds along the way.
"Dear brother, don't be sad. This is also a blessing."
Seeing that Jiang Ziya was a little disappointed, Song Yiren quickly changed the subject and said, "Brother Xian, what are your plans for going down the mountain this time?"
Jiang Ziya told the truth and said: "When Master asked me to go down the mountain, he said that my earthly life was not over and I would not be able to practice Taoism. I could only go down the mountain to seek wealth. I thought that I would come to Chaoge first to see the situation, and also to see my wealth.
Where. As for the other things, Master didn't explain anything. He just told me that everything has its own destiny and asked me to obey my heart."
After Song Yiren listened, he stood up and walked around the room twice, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a moment, he stopped beside Jiang Ziya and said: "There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having an offspring. Dear brother, since it is difficult to achieve the great road, you can only go down the mountain to seek wealth and honor, so you can't be alone, right?"
"What do you mean, brother?"
"Don't be anxious for now. Stay at my house first. I'll have a good thing with you tomorrow."
Good thing?
Jiang Zi was stunned for a moment. What good could he do? Could it be that his sworn brother wanted to introduce Master Ming to him?
When asked again, Song Yiren looked strange, but remained silent.