Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

"Father, Xiqi can't be underestimated. Ji Chang is not Yuan Futong or Jiang Ziya from Beihai, nor is he a little scoundrel without heels. If you want to clean up Xiqi, you must go all out, so my son wants to ask your father to go out in person. , Jiang Ziya is the second-generation disciple of Chan Jiao, only the presence of the human king can bring confidence to the soldiers to win." Yin Ze said in a deep voice.

"Well, that makes sense."

"What the prince said is right. If the king is willing to come forward, then Chan Jiao will definitely throw the rat's arms. Even if Jiang Ziya is a second-generation disciple of Chan Jiao, he would not dare to be presumptuous in front of the king."

As soon as Yin Ze finished speaking, the ministers responded immediately, and even Di Xin nodded slightly in approval.

Just after Yin Ze revealed that Jiang Ziya was the second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, in fact, those ministers also had plans to invite Wang Yujia to go personally, but they dared not say it.

Di Xin is even more aware of the power of the Saint sect, Xiqi is nothing, and the teaching is powerful.

The only thing that Da Shang can fight against the Saint sect is the fate of the human race that he carries.

Seeing the attitude of the ministers and Di Xin, the corner of Yin Ze's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that this was done.

He knew that although Jiang Ziya was a second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, he was actually a weak chicken.

But it doesn't matter. Besides him, no one else in the court knows about it.

Today, he deliberately touted Jiang Ziya, just to make Di Xin and these ministers afraid, so as to successfully achieve his plan to let Di Xin go on a personal expedition to protect the safety of Xian Yu's little life.

"Since there are Saint disciples to support Xiqi, then I..." Di Xin's eyes were burning with fighting intent, he was a warlike king.

When he had just become the King of Ren, he had fought for many years and expanded the territory of Dashang by 10%.

After not fighting for many years, it is good to go to the battlefield again!

"Then I will drive my relatives..."

"Merely Jiang Ziya, why should the king drive himself to fight!"

Just when Di Xin was about to announce that he was going to go on a personal expedition, a majestic and rich voice suddenly sounded outside the Golden Palace.

Yin Ze frowned, did you find fault? This is going to hurt me!

Looking back, I saw a burly old man in armor, holding a golden whip in one hand and walking into the Golden Palace.

The old man's face was majestic, his aura was extraordinary, and there was a third eye between his eyebrows.

"Victory! Victory! Great victory in the North Sea, Yuan Futong, the leader of the crime, has been put to death, and Grand Master Wen has returned to court in triumph!"

When the old man stepped into the Golden Throne Hall, the voice of the Annunciation official behind him sounded.

"Teacher!" Di Xin stood up abruptly and got up to greet him in person.

The ministers forgot their etiquette for a while, and rushed up, surrounded by the old man with joy on their faces.

"Wen Zhong, the class teacher has returned to court?" Yin Ze narrowed his eyes, but it wasn't surprising.

Even Xiqi rebelled ahead of time, Wen Zhong quelled the Beihai rebellion ahead of time, and what is strange about returning to court in triumph.

However, when Wen Zhong returned to the court at this time, he was afraid that the plan would be ruined.

Sure enough, Wen Zhong, after meeting Di Xin and the ministers for a while, asked: "I heard you say Jiang Ziya before entering the Golden Luan, for the sake of a mere Jiang Shang Xiaoer, why should you condescend to be in charge of your own expedition, Your Majesty?"

Di Xin was startled, and asked quickly, "But isn't Jiang Ziya the second-generation disciple of Chan Jiao, or the most beloved disciple of the original Saint, with him supporting Xiqi, if I don't go on a personal expedition, once other disciples of Chan Jiao are drawn out? How can the soldiers of the big merchants resist?"

Wen Zhong stroked Bai Hu and smiled slightly, "Who told you, Your Majesty, that Jiang Ziya is Primitive Saint's favorite disciple?"

The Golden Throne Hall was silent, and everyone looked at Yin Ze.

"You are Yin Ze." Wen Zhong looked at Yin Ze along the line of sight, expressionless, but a trace of disgust clearly flashed in his eyes.

He had already heard the name of Yin Ze's brutality in the past three years, and at least more than 30 big business courtiers died at Yin Ze's hands.

Yin Ze's intentions are well-intentioned, no one understands, no one understands, and he doesn't need anyone to understand him.

But the consequence of this is that it is very easy to be annoying.

Because in Wen Zhong's eyes, those ministers are all pillars of big business.

But how did he know that those ministers might have really been the pillars of the big business.

But since his expedition to the North Sea, a calamity called Conferred Gods, full of Saint's calculations, quietly came.

The pillars in his heart have become helpers and accomplices in the destruction of big businessmen one by one.

If Yin Ze wants to survive, if he wants big businessmen not to become history, he can only get rid of them.

But it's useless to say these things now, Yin Ze doesn't want to and can't explain it to others, Wen Zhong doesn't want to listen.

"You, you are young, but your heart is so cruel, you are not the future master of Dashang." Wen Zhong made no secret of his hatred for Yin Ze, and said bluntly: "I will talk about you later, but now I Let me tell you first, what exactly is Jiang Ziya."

"Your Majesty, everyone." Wen Zhong walked directly to the front of the White Jade Step, standing ahead of Yin Ze.

"I know the details of Jiang Ziya."

"This person is a second-generation disciple of Chanjiao, but he is by no means Primal Saint's favorite disciple. On the contrary, Primordial Saint hates him the most."

"Jiang Shang Xiaoer, thirty-two years old like Kunlun, had the opportunity to worship the original Saint's door. He has been a teacher for 40 years, but he has learned nothing and has sparsely learned the Dao. In 40 years, even Earth Immortals has attained the fruit of the original Saint. To put it more bluntly, this son will never attain Immortal Ascension in his life, and he will go down the mountain."

"Although he didn't explicitly say that he was removed from Chanjiao, in fact, it's almost the same. He's just a deserter of Chanjiao. What qualifications does such a waste person have to arouse Your Majesty?"

"Teacher is this true?"

"The sentences are true."

Whoa!

There was a heated discussion, and they were obviously more willing to believe Wen Zhong than Yin Ze.

Wen Zhong is a third-generation disciple of the Intercept Sect. Of course, he knows more about the Saint Sect than Yin Ze.

It turns out that Jiang Ziya is a waste.

Then what are you afraid of?

An outcast of the teachings, not even Earth Immortals, it is not easy to take care of him.

"If I hear Taishi Wen's words, I'll be more at ease. I'll just say, what qualifications does a mere Xiqi have to make the second-generation disciple of Chan Jiao condescend to help."

"That's right. It's still Taishi Wen. It's not like coughing.... I heard a few jokes from the market and brought it to the court to talk about it."

Wen Taishi's return to court made many ministers who hated Yin Ze to find their backbone and backing.

Although no name was given, Yin & Yang's strange anger, which Yin Ze hadn't heard of in three years, grew again.

Yin Ze looked at the minister, looked at Di Xin, and the whole person went numb with anger.

[Wen Zhong, your uncle! 】

After scolding Wen Zhong in his heart, Yin Ze began to let himself go.

He knew that Wen Zhong's appearance today had caused him to deceive Di Xin Yu's plan of expedition in person.

Although if he fought again, Yin Ze felt that according to Di Xin's trust in him, there was still a chance of success.

But if he did that, he would definitely offend Wen Zhong.

In Yin Ze's mind, Wen Zhong is the only true pillar of Dashang.

He is also a key figure in his plan to survive the Conferred Gods.

Therefore, Yin Ze still has respect for Wen Zhong. This time, if he didn't succeed in fooling Di Xin, let's forget it. Anyway, after the Conferred Gods battle, the battle line is long, so it doesn't matter if you fool again next time.

"Prince, what Taishi Wen said, do you have any opinion?" Di Xin believed in Wen Zhong, but he believed in Yin Ze more, and he wanted to hear Yin Ze's voice.

It's a pity that Yin Ze, who had let himself go and gave up resistance completely, turned into a salted fish again.

Salted fish has no voice.

"I was negligent. My source was wrong. Thank you Taishi Wen for correcting me, otherwise it would have been a big problem." Yin Ze gave Wen Zhong a cupped fist, and then stopped talking.

"Well, knowing what's wrong and being able to recognize it is not hopeless." Wen Zhong nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Yin Ze's eyes a little softer.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter if the prince is cruel, as long as he is obedient.

Wasn't Di Xin trained by him in the same way back then?

But these are not urgent, he has also heard about Xiqi's mutation, including Nuwa's vision.

After dealing with these things first, it is not too late to tune the prince.

"Your Majesty, the matter of dealing with Xiqi is left to the old minister. My soldiers have just returned from Beihai, and their murderous aura has not dissipated, so I just let them take this murderous aura and go to Xiqi to raise my businessman's prestige. !" Wen Zhong held up the King Beating Golden Whip in his hand and said with full of fighting intent.