The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After the plague in Chaoge City, stabilizing people's hearts and dealing with the aftermath kept Yang Jian busy for half a month.

It was also because of this plague that King Wu's hesitant heart to move east gradually became firmer.

Yang Jian took the opportunity to speak, taking advantage of the strong hatred in King Wu's heart, and decided on the strategy of sending troops from three routes. The commanders and generals of the three routes were all selected by Yang Jian, and the mobilization of food, grass and troops began to be coordinated from this time.

When the plague subsided, King Wu sacrificed to heaven and earth, and once again thanked Shennong for his help. This move made many princes return to their hearts, and the prestige of Zhou State completely overwhelmed the other two big princes.

If there were a thousand lands in the world, at this time the state of Zhou occupied six hundred, the east and the south each had one hundred, and the great merchants only had the last two hundred left.

The big merchants occupy the most prosperous Guangao Plain in Nanzhou, and their national power should not be underestimated.

In King Wu's palace, after a banquet, all the officials dispersed, but King Wu took Yang Jian by the arm and asked him to stay in the palace for one night, and the monarchs and ministers talked at night.

Originally, Yang Jian initially refused this kind of thing that is easy to imagine.

But after seeing the expectation and worry in King Wu's eyes, he still nodded and agreed. Probably, these monarchs like to express their respect and trust to their courtiers by sleeping together.

If the following story unfolds from the pattern of "Prime Minister, I have kept you from you for so long, in fact, I am alone..." Yang Jian will really bleed Xiao Tiangou.

It is said that they are sleeping together, so naturally they cannot be on the same bed.

In King Wu's study, King Wu and Yang Jian were sitting on a soft couch drinking tea, King Wu sighed softly, with a little sadness in his eyes, "Prime Minister, what are mortals in the eyes of gods?"

This question made Yang Jian unable to answer for a while.

"Your Majesty's question is really embarrassing for me," Yang Jian said with a smile. "The so-called immortals can be divided into two categories. One is the immortals who belong to the Heavenly Court and is responsible for governing the Three Realms; the other is the monks who practice in the mountains. They pursue the Dao and understand nature. In terms of numbers, the latter are in the majority.

King Wu also had some understanding of these, and nodded slightly beside him.

Yang Jian said again: "There is another method of division, which is to divide between the human race and other races. For example, the top powers in the world today probably started to practice in this world before the birth of the human race. They are... Spirits."

"spirit?"

"That's right, everything is inseparable from the category of spirits. Demons are spirits, people are spirits, dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns are all spirits."

Yang Jian told Wu Wang what he knew in a way that was as easy to understand as possible. Wu Wang gradually became fascinated by the side, and kept nodding or shaking his head following Yang Jian's narration.

In this way, it can be regarded as educating the emperor.

Yang Jian's conversation was quite good, from the first half of the night to the second half of the night, seeing that King Wu was tired, the two of them slept with their clothes on and separated.

Yang Jian made a bed on the floor, and King Wu was lying on the bed.

"Where is the prime minister's house?"

"It's been a thousand years, and I can't find it anymore," Yang Jian felt a touch of nostalgia in his heart, but quickly erased this melancholy.

"How long has the prime minister practiced Taoism?"

"I can't count the specifics. It's probably been a thousand years," Yang Jian said with a smile. "When I came to this world, the ruler of Nanzhou was the Great Xia Dynasty. I don't know what happened later. All the immortals withdrew from Nanzhou and handed it over to mortals."

King Wu thought for a while, "That should be Shang Tang's conquest of the immortal sect. It is said that the emperor of heaven was disturbed at that time, and countless thunderbolts were sent down, killing millions of elite soldiers of Shang Tang. Since then, the power of the immortal sect in Central Shenzhou must not interfere with the change of kingship in the world."

"Heavenly Court?" Yang Jian blinked and put his hands behind his head.

"According to what my father said, most of these secrets can only be passed on orally, and cannot be written into the history books, so as not to cause panic in the world."

King Wu laughed and said, "Shang Tang's foundation has been established for 800 years, yet there is such a murderous monarch as Di Xin."

"The king will take over the world in the future, and he still needs to establish some rules for future emperors to follow."

"What the prime minister said is quite similar to what Gu thinks," King Wu sneered, "Actually, the seat I'm sitting now should have belonged to my elder brother, but he was killed by Di Xin to save his father... This shame, my Ji family will definitely ask Di Xin to settle it."

Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at King Wu.

"Has the prime minister ever seen Gu's ambition?"

"The matter has come to this point, and it is a certainty that the king will rule Nanzhou, but the more it is like this, the more the king must cultivate his morals, and he must not celebrate his achievements too early and lose his virtue."

Yang Jian asked, King Wu smiled and shook his head, if he didn't have these measures, it would be impossible to get to where he is today.

"After the king pacifies the world, can you give a wider tax to a land?"

"What did the prime minister say?"

"Chentangguan, on the coast of the East China Sea, is the hometown of the three generals Nezha, Jinzha, and Muzha," Yang Jian thought for a while, "It should be the place I have the best impression of in Nanzhou. The folk customs are simple, far away from the disputes in the Central Plains, the road does not pick up lost things, and the source of blessings is profound."

When King Wu heard what Yang Jian said, his eyes lit up immediately, "If that's the case, I just want to go to Chentangguan to have a look."

Yang Jian sat up, "Why don't we go today? By the way, let Li Jing from Chentangguan come here? Then King Li Jing must already know that he is San Zha's biological father, and he is a good hand in leading the army and governing internal affairs."

"Let's go now? The coast of the East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles away from us..." King Wu seemed to understand something, and looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes, "Prime Minister took Gu Fei to escape?"

"Go! Hahaha!"

Yang Jian laughed twice, raised his hand to grab King Wu's wrist, and his figure swished out of the window, rushing towards the sky.

King Wu hastily shouted: "The solitary hasn't been organized yet!"

"Why be so cautious, let's go for a swim tonight!"

"Okay!" King Wu was also aroused by Yang Jian, laughed a few times, and stepped on the clouds and mist with bare feet.

Looking up, the purple air is rushing to the sky, and the stars are chaotic like clouds.

Looking down, the whole city seems to have slept peacefully, and a few lights are looking forward to returning home.

Riding the wind into the sky, Yang Jian took Wu Wang Ji Fa and flew above a continuous cloud and mist. Ji Fa looked up at the huge full moon and couldn't help asking: "Is there anyone on the moon?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "In Guanghan Palace, there should be that woman who haunts the Three Realms."

Her name is Heng'e, and she is called the most beautiful in the Three Realms by the celestial beings, but Yang Jian can't think of what it would be like for someone to be three points more beautiful than her own dragon girl.

Heng'e was the daughter of the ancient emperor Ku, who married Houyi, a great witch of the witch clan.

She lived in an era when the human race was rising between the Liches and the Liches. Not long after the monsters slaughtered the human race, the vitality of the human race quickly recovered with the support of luck. At that time, it was reasonable for the human race and the witches to join forces to avenge the monsters.

That great war finally passed away and never reappeared.

After the conferment of the gods, let all the saints worry about it, let Tianyan Daozi rush back and forth with the Eastern Emperor Bell, and the catastrophe of "resurrecting from death" will be more tragic than the ancient war?

Thinking of these things in Yang Jian's mind, he felt a little dull. King Wu was excitedly looking at the sky, the stars and the clouds, but he didn't disturb Yang Jian's thinking.

"Prime Minister, may I take Gu to the Heavenly Court for a look?"

"Your Majesty can't," Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Your Majesty already has the Emperor's Destiny to protect him. If he goes to the Heavenly Court and collides with the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Destiny, I'm afraid there will be a big commotion."

"Is there still such a saying? It's just that I can't go alone, hahaha! It's no wonder that mortals admire immortals by riding the wind and carefree."

Yang Jian smiled and nodded, using Xuangang Xuanqi to protect King Wu's body so as not to be discovered and cause any trouble.

In King Zhou's palace, I'm afraid it's already in chaos.

"Your Majesty, we've arrived at the border. I'll call Nezha to come, let's go to Chentang Pass together."

"Gu also wants to visit the soldiers of the three armies!"

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, led Zhou Wuwang into the barracks quietly, and dragged Nezha out of the bed by his neck.

This king and prime minister, like a thief, fearing to disturb the sleeping soldiers, walked around the barracks before flying into the sky with Nezha.

Nezha was still a little excited to walk with King Wu. King Wu asked about the customs of Chentangguan, and Nezha answered kindly.

Yang Jian purposely bypassed the Dashang Land at the border of the Yaozu. In fact, Zhou Guo's power had spread to a large area in the northern part of Nanzhou at this time. After leaving the northern border, he reached the sky above Chentangguan in a short time.

"Please look, Your Majesty, this is the Chentang Pass that Li Jing governs."

Yang Jian pushed aside the cloud path, King Wu looked down, and saw that Chentang Pass was closed at night, the buildings inside the city were row upon row, and the towns outside the city were densely covered with stars.

All the fishing boats went out to sea before dawn, the granaries were tight everywhere, the crops were luxuriant, and there was a calm and peaceful atmosphere circulating everywhere.

"That's right, this Li Jing is really a rare talent in charge!"

King Wu praised, and Nezha couldn't help impressing his father by the side, and said: "My lord, my father is best at leading the army to fight and marching. Before the Dongyi invaded, my father led the troops out of the pass. He once defeated hundreds of thousands of Dongyi soldiers with 100,000 elite soldiers."

Yang Jian also kept nodding beside him, and the expectation in King Wu's eyes was a little bit better.

Yang Jian said: "Nezha, go and wake up your father. Don't talk about King Wu's visit, just say that the distinguished guest is coming, and let him prepare. I will bring the king to visit in half an hour."

"Okay!" Nezha grinned, and flew towards Li's mansion on the Hot Wheels.

Yang Jian continued to lead Wu Wang to hide his whereabouts, changed his clothes and robes in the clouds and mist, and let Wu Wang wear a pair of fairy boots, with an extraordinary bearing.

Seeing that a restaurant was already open and busy, he took King Wu to try some local breakfast snacks, which was highly praised by King Wu.

Half an hour later, Yang Jian arrived at the gate of Li's mansion according to the appointment. Li Jing, Yin's family, and Nezha's family were already waiting in front of the mansion's gate.

Yang Jian strode forward, with King Wu wearing a bamboo hat beside him.

Li Jing couldn't help but glanced at King Wu's figure a few more times, but he couldn't see the face, even if he saw the face, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize who King Wu was.

"Nezha also said that a distinguished guest came to the door, but I didn't expect you to come," Li Jing chuckled lightly.

Yang Jian shook his head, "There are a lot of people talking here, let's talk in the mansion."

Just as Li Jing was about to turn around to make a request, Yang Jian did it on purpose, and respectfully said to the King Wu beside him: "Your Majesty, be careful, it's still dark, watch your feet."

King?

Yang Jian's king... Zhou!

Li Jing stared, almost forgetting how to breathe.