Chapter 493: King Wu Dongyou

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　　 After the plague in Chaoge City, stabilizing people's hearts and dealing with the aftermath, made Yang Jian busy for half a month.
　　 It was also because of this plague that King Wu's heart of eastward advancement, which was still a little hesitant, gradually became firmer.
　　 Yang Jian took the opportunity to speak, taking advantage of the hatred in King Wu's heart, and set a three-way strategy for sending troops. The three-way commander and generals were selected by Yang Jian, and the mobilization of grain, grass, and soldiers began to coordinate from this time.
　　When the plague subsided, King Wu offered sacrifices to heaven and earth, and once again thanked Shennong for his help. This move made many princes back home, and Zhou's prestige completely overwhelmed the other two princes.
　　 If there are a thousand places in the world, the Zhou Kingdom will occupy six hundred at this time, with one hundred each in the east and south, and Da Shang has only the last two hundred left.
　　 Dashang occupies the most prosperous Guangao Plain in Nanzhou, and its national strength is still not to be underestimated.
　　 In the palace of King Wu, after a banquet, all the officials dispersed, but King Wu took Yang Jian by the arm and left him in the palace for one night. The king and his officials talked at night.
　　 Originally, Yang Jian initially rejected this kind of thing that makes people think about it easily.
　　 But after seeing the expectation and worry in King Wu's eyes, he nodded and agreed. Probably, these monarchs all like to use sleeping together to express their respect and trust in the courtiers.
　　 If the next story starts with "The Prime Minister, I have kept you from you for so long, but I am actually..." If this model continues, Yang Jian will really bleed the Sky Dog.
　　 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 lightly, with a little sorrow in his eyes, "Prime Minister, in the eyes of the gods, what are mortals?"
　　 This question made Yang Jian unable to answer for a while.
"The king's question really embarrassed the minister," Yang Jian said with a smile. "The so-called gods and the like can be divided into two categories. One is the gods belonging to the heavenly court and is responsible for the three realms; the other is the monks who practice in the mountains. , Pursue the great road and appreciate nature. If you talk about quantity, the latter is mostly. If you talk about power, the heaven at this time has already faintly and the Taoist courts."
　　 King Wu also knows a little bit about this, so he nodded slightly beside him.
Yang Jian said again: "There is another way of dividing it between human races and other races. For example, today's top powers in the earth, most of them began to practice in this world before the birth of the human race. They are...spirits. "
　　 "Spirit?"
　　 "Yes, everything can't be separated from the category of the spirit. The demon is the spirit, the man is the spirit, the dragon, the phoenix, the unicorn, the wild beasts are all spirits."
　　 Yang Jian told King Wu about what he knew in a way that was as easy to understand as possible. King Wu gradually became fascinated by what Yang Jian said, nodding or shaking his head continuously.
　　 Such as this, it can be regarded as a civilized emperor.
　　 Yang Jian’s talk about Xing is not bad. From the first half of the night to the second half of the night, when King Wu was tired, the two of them went to sleep in their clothes and went to sleep separately.
　　 Yang Jian hit a floor, and King Wu lay on the collapse.
　　 "Where is the prime minister's home?"
　　 "Thousands of years have passed, I can't find it," Yang Jian felt a faint homesickness in his heart, but he quickly erased this sadness.
　　 "How many years has the prime minister cultivated the Tao?"
"It's innumerable. It's probably been a thousand years," Yang Jian smiled. "When I came to this world, the ruler of Nanzhou was the Great Xia Dynasty. Later, I don't know what happened, all the immortals left Nanzhou. Give this place to mortals."
King Wu thought for a while, "That should be Shangtang's conquest of the immortal gate. It is said that it disturbed the heavenly emperor, brought down countless thunders, and killed millions of soldiers in Shangtang. The kingship changes in the world."
　　 "Heavenly Court?" Yang Jian blinked, resting his hands behind his head.
　　 "According to my father, this is the case. Most of these secrets can only be passed on by word of mouth and cannot be written into the history books, so as not to cause panic in the world."
　　 King Wu smiled and said: "Shangtang has been in business for eight hundred years, and there has been a monarch who killed like Emperor Xin."
　　 "The king will seize the world in the future, and some rules must be laid down for future emperors to follow."
"What the Prime Minister said is quite similar to what I thought," King Wu chuckled. "Actually, the position I sit in should belong to my brother, but he was killed by Di Xin to save his father...this is ugly, I Ji Jiading wants Di Xin to understand."
　　 Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at King Wu.
　　 "Did the prime minister see the lonely ambition?"
　　 "This is the end of the matter. It is a certainty for the king to take charge of Nanzhou, but the more so, the more the king must cultivate his character, and he must not celebrate his achievements prematurely and lose his virtue."
　　 Yang Jian asked, King Wu smiled and shook his head. If he didn't have these measures, he wouldn't be able to go step by step to today.
　　 "After the king has settled the world, can he tax a place with a wider boundary?"
　　 "Where 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. "There should be the place where I have the best impression of Nanzhou. The folk customs are simple and far away. Disputes in the Central Plains, the road is not lost, the source of good fortune is profound."
　　Wang Wu heard Yang Jian's words, his eyes suddenly lighted up, "If this is the case, I just want to go to Chentangguan to take a look."
　　Yang Jian sat up and said, "Don’t go today? By the way, get Li Jing at Chentangguan? Then King Li Jing must have already known that he is Sanzha’s biological father. He is a good hand in leading the battle and managing internal affairs."
　　 "Go now? The coast of the East China Sea is tens of thousands of miles away from us..." King Wu seemed to understand something, his eyes scorchingly looked at Yang Jian, "The prime minister took a lonely flight?"
　　 "Go! Hahaha!"
　　 Yang Jian laughed twice, raised his hand to grasp the wrist of King Wu, and the figure swooped out of the window and rushed to the sky.
　　 King Wu hurriedly shouted: "I haven't gotten the loneliness yet!"
　　 "Why be cautious, let's go swimming in the clouds tonight!"
　　 "Okay!" King Wu was also aroused by Yang Jian's pride in his heart, laughed a few times, and barefoot, stepping on the clouds and rising into the sky.
　　 looked up, the purple gas rushed into the sky, and the star battle was like a cloud.
　　 looked down, the whole city seemed to be asleep, and a few lights were looking forward to returning.
　　 Riding the wind into the nine skies, Yang Jian took Wu Wang Jifa and flew over a continuous cloud of mist. Ji Fa looked up at the huge round moon and couldn't help asking: "Is anyone on the moon?"
　　Yang Jian said with a smile: "There should be a woman in the Guanghan Palace who makes the Three Realms dream."
　　 Her name is Chang'e, who is called the best beauty in the Three Realms by the heavenly immortals, but Yang Jian can't think of someone who can be more beautiful than his own dragon girl by three points.
　　姮'e was the daughter of the ancient emperor Yu, married to the great witch Houyi of the witch clan.
She was in an era when the Human Race was rising in the cracks between the Lich Race. The demon race's slaughter of the Human Race had just passed. The human race's vitality quickly recovered under the support of luck. At that time, it was revenge for the Monster Race, Human Race and Wu Race. It makes sense to join hands.
　　 That battle finally passed away and no longer appeared.
　　 After the entrustment of the gods, let all the saints hang on their hearts, and let Tianyan Daozi rely on the east emperor clock to be busy with the "resurrection from the dead" calamity, will it be more tragic than the ancient war?
　　 Yang Jian felt a little dull thinking of these things in his heart. King Wu was watching the sky and the stars and clouds excitedly, but he did not bother Yang Jian to think.
　　 "The prime minister, may he take the lonely to see the heaven?"
　　 "The king is not allowed," Yang Jian said hurriedly, "The king has already been protected by the emperor's luck at this time. If he goes to the heaven and collides with the Jade Emperor's emperor's luck, I am afraid that it will cause great disturbances."
　　 "There is still such a saying? The lonely thing is, hahaha! Riding the wind, no wonder mortals admire immortals, no wonder."
　　 Yang Jian smiled and nodded, and protected King Wu's body with Xuan Gang profound energy, so as not to be found out and cause any trouble.
　　 Inside the Zhou King’s Palace, I’m afraid it’s already a mess.
　　 "My lord, we are at the border, I call Nezha to come, let's go to Chentangguan together."
　　 "I also want to visit the soldiers of the three services!"
　　 Yang Jian smiled and nodded, led King Zhou Wu to sneak into the barracks quietly, and pulled Nezha out of the bed by his neck.
　　 This great king, a prime minister, like a thief, for fear of disturbing the sleeping soldiers, went around the barracks and flew into the sky with Nezha.
　　 Nezha was still a little excited when he was walking with King Wu. King Wu asked about the customs of Chentangguan, and Nezha answered with kindness.
　　 Yang Jian deliberately bypassed the big business boundary at the border of the Yaozu. In fact, at this time, Zhou's power had spread to a large area in the northern part of Nanzhou. After going out of the northern border, he reached the sky over Chentang Pass in a short time.
　　 "Lord, please see, this is the Chentang Pass under Li Jing's administration."
　　 Yang Jian opened the Yunlu Road, Wang Wu looked down and saw that Chentangguan was closed at night, the buildings in the city lined up, and the towns outside the city were full of stars.
　　A line of fishing boats went out to sea before dawn. The granaries were tight and the crops were lush everywhere, and there was a calm and peaceful atmosphere circulating everywhere.
　　 "Yes, this Li Jing is really a rare talent in power!"
King Wu complimented that Nezha couldn’t help but impress his father more, and said:
Majesty~EbookFREE.me~My father is best at leading wars and marching. Dongyi came before. Offense, my father led troops out of the barrier, and once used one hundred thousand elite soldiers to break Dongyi's hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses."
　　 Yang Jian kept nodding his head beside him, and Wang Wu looked forward to a better victory.
　　Yang Yan said: "Nezha, go and wake up your father. Don't talk about the arrival of King Wu, just say that the distinguished guest will come to the door, let him prepare, and I will take the king to visit again in half an hour."
　　 "Good!" Nezha grinned and flew to Li's house on the wind wheel.
　　 Yang Jian continued to lead King Wu on his secret whereabouts, changed his robe in the clouds and mist, and made King Wu wear a pair of fairy boots, with extraordinary bearing.
　　 Seeing that a restaurant was already open and busy, he took King Wu to taste some of the local early snacks, which was praised by King Wu.
　　 Half an hour later, Yang Jianyi made an appointment before the gate of Li Mansion. Li Jing, Yin and Nezha's family of three were already waiting in front of the gate.
　　 Yang Jian stepped forward, beside him was King Wu with a hat.
　　 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 it, he probably couldn't recognize who King Wu was.
　　 "Nezha even said that the distinguished guests came to the door, but I never thought it was you who came," Li Jing chuckled lightly.
　　 Yang Jian shook his head, "There are many people here, so let's talk in the mansion."
　　 Just as Li Jing was about to turn around to make a request, Yang Jian did it deliberately and respectfully said to the King Wu next to him: "King, be careful, it's still dark, pay attention to your feet."
　　 King?
　　 The King of Yang Jian... Zhou!
　　 Li Jing stared, almost forgetting how to gasp.
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