Vol 2 Chapter 212: : Get cheap and sell well

"If Ji is defeated and dies, he will surely gain a righteous status when he is enshrined in the future, and even rank high among the three hundred and sixty-five road righteous gods. EbookFREE.me explains the power of a righteous god. Competitors, our side will lose one position, so Ji Fa cannot die." Su Jin explained.
Wen Zhong was startled for a moment, and then sighed: "It's no wonder that the national teacher can use his own strength to leverage the general trend, at least this meticulousness is far beyond ours."
Su Jin shook her head: "Teacher is too acclaimed, I can think of this, Master Gein mentions something..."
Wen Zhong didn't comment on this, and said: "Zhou State's rebellion is over, I am preparing to return to the court, the national teacher will return with me?"
Su Jin waved his hand and said, "I won't return to Chaoge. If you go back, I will bid farewell to the king. The battle of the gods is over, and everyone I care about is safe. This is the best result. Wait. After Jiang Shang has appointed God, I will be ready to go incognito and wander down, and there will be no Shen Gongbao in the world!"
Wen Zhong was stunned and said: "Guo...Uncle Master, what do you mean, don't you even answer the cutback?"
"Let's follow the fate, the fate is here, and I will go back unknowingly." Su Jin smiled and said: "Nezha, Ao Bing, let's go, let me go to Qishan, and wait for Jiang Shang to become a god!"
Ten days later, in the evening.
Chaoge, the palace, the top of Jinluang.
King Zhou, in a white-gold imperial robe, stood with his hands in his hands, and his feet were standing on the bricks and tiles like rocks. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he was watching his thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
"What is the king looking at?" Wen Zhong, who had just returned to the court, came to the Jinluan Temple, stood on the white jade paved ground, and looked up at the king who was no longer young.
"I saw that my Yin and Shang's luck has reached its peak, and peace, the country and the people are safe. Look at the'hairy, thread, Chinese, Chinese, Internet," Wang Wang said quietly.
"Old minister, congratulations to the king." Wen Zhongdao.
"Don't congratulate, this is just the result, but the merit is not mine."
Wen Zhong was silent for a moment, and said: "The king doesn't have to worry that someone will make a great contribution, he will not come back again... and over the years, the old ministers have been very tired, so he plans to say goodbye. Officer. Now, you are the king after all."
"All are smart people!" King Zhou smiled.
Wen Zhong was silent.
He thought he had guessed the reason why the national teacher promised not to return to Chaoge.
Since the debut of the national division, he has been exposed, overwhelming the officials, and controlled all the power of state affairs in the palm of his hand.
The entire Yin Shang, from the emperor to the hundred officials, listened to his words, it can be said to have kept his word.
The country was turbulent with each other, the princes were powerful, and the evangelists were hostile to Yin and Shang, so that Yin and Shang depended on the national teacher to survive, so no one had any objection to the authority of the national teacher.
But now Xia is stable, the princes are sinking, and the interpretation of education is defeated. If the national teacher returns, who should this Yin Shang Dynasty listen to?
The king can't be a puppet for a lifetime, right?
After figuring out this key, Wen Zhong turned to think of himself.
He was originally an veteran of the three dynasties and a master of the country. Now he returns with the prestige of a great victory. A hundred officials dare not follow it. This is a taboo in itself.
Besides, since the national teachers have retired, what does he insist on? The power and wealth of the world is not worthy of the greed of his three generations of elite disciples.
"Whether you are a national teacher or you are a great teacher, the widow has never worried that you will be able to win the master." There was a long silence between the monarchs and the ministers. King Zhou said indifferently: "The national teacher knows the widow, and the master knows you, but you don't. what."
Wen Zhong's expression was slightly surprised, and he said, "Please also enlighten me!"
King Zhou shook his head, unwilling to talk too much about this matter, and instead released a big news: "Taishi is a member of the immortal gate. It seems that he is very old, but in fact he has a long life span. Don't worry. I have resigned. I am widowed and want to abdicate..."
Wen Zhong's face was full of stunned expressions: "The King is now in full bloom..."
"I am going to pass on the throne to Jiao'er. Can the Taishi be willing to be the veteran of the four dynasties and help Jiao'er to stabilize the big treasure?" King Zhou interrupted his words.
Wen Zhong stared at King Zhou for a long time, as if he didn't know him at all. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "Forget it... the old minister is indeed tired."
"Then retreat together." King Zhou laughed and said, "Thousands of years later, you, me, and the three national teachers, it's probably a good story."
Wen Zhong pursed his mouth, even if he knew King Zhou didn't want to, he couldn't help but knocked and said: "After abdicating, where is the king going?"
King Zhou smiled and said: "Then you have to trouble the Taishi to tell the widow, where is the Guoshi now..."
The next day, early morning.
Zhou Guo, Qishan.
Su Jin blinked in surprise, staring at a Chinese character face in front of him. The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said, "You actually walked out of the East China Sea Purgatory?"
"As the victorious party, we have defeated Chanjiao. Why don't I dare to get out of purgatory?" The middle-aged man in the form of the Dragon King of the East China Sea said: "But Dao Shen, do you owe us something to the East China Sea?"
"What do I owe you?" Su Jin asked puzzledly.
"Our dragons are waiting for their lives, and we are ready to go, waiting for you to call, and we will be a blockbuster in this killing. But we waited for three years and three years, and waited for three years and three years, and finally waited for the battle of the The news that has ended...Are you, the Dragons, wronged?"
Su Jin's eyes widened and stared at the old monster for a long time. Seeing that he didn't mean to joke at all, the whole person was a little messy: "Ao Guang, I warn you, don't get cheap Be good!
You are not deaf, let alone blind. Don't tell me you don't know how many gods and demons died before Baoshuiguan!
Thousands of years of dispersing immortals, ten thousand years of sacred, not even qualified to be cannon fodder. Ancient demon gods, ancient beasts, withered like grass mustard.
If you summoned your Four Seas Dragon Race, how many blood will be left in your Dragon Race after a great battle?
Putting you to the end, this is for Ao Bing's sake, giving you the preferential treatment of the dragon clan. Are you hitting a guest and can't even see this? "
The Dragon King of the East China Sea was sprayed with blood on his head, and then he gradually remembered.
In fact, he was just caught in the vicious circle of the authorities. He just felt that their dragons had prepared for the war of the gods for so many years, and prepared so much energy and effort, but in the end they were useless, and for a while, he was stunned by a huge sense of loss. After thinking about it, then there is the inner dissatisfaction.
Now that Su Jin has clicked on, the old face of the East China Sea Dragon King is about to turn red. He subconsciously turned around and wanted to go, but Su Jin pulled his sleeves and continued his full-fire spray: "These years, you guys The Dragons didn't give much, but they harvested countless beliefs in the world. In the Yin and Shang dynasties, among the Taoist traditions, apart from the cut religion, the Dragons are the respect. How should we calculate this account?