The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Fei Zhong, You Hun, Deng Chanyu, Lu Xiong...

Looking at the four captives in the tent, Yang Jian leaned on the back of the chair, unable to move, feeling a little troubled.

It's a pity that Fei Zhong and You Hun were killed directly. They are the powerful ministers beside Di Xin. If they are used, they can defeat a million soldiers.

Lu Xiong is mediocre, nothing to worry about. Deng Chanyu has a five-light stone to protect her body. Maybe the five-light stone itself is not very powerful, it only has the characteristic of being infallible, but it may symbolize the sage and empress, and she should not be easily touched.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian quickly made a decision.

"Send Fei Zhong and You Hun to the post station in the city to rest, and see His Majesty King Wu tomorrow." Yang Jian said, "Put General Deng Chanyu in the army, and Nezha will take care of it. Don't let her go."

The generals bowed their heads and took orders: "Yes!"

Lu Xiong looked up at Yang Jian with suspicion in his eyes.

Why did Yang Jian only talk about the other three, but not him?

Yang Jian yawned suddenly, unable to cover the yawn with his hands, which was quite unsightly.

Huang Feihu said from the side: "Officer Lu Xiong worships the general of the left army, he is quite good at the art of war, Prime Minister, Feihu would like to persuade him to surrender."

Lu Xiong was tied up by five flowers, and now he raised his head and shouted: "Humph! The traitor is in trouble! How can you persuade me!"

"Since that's the case," Yang Jian said calmly, "dragged him out, beheaded him, and hung him at the gate for three days."

Lu Xiong's breathing stagnated, and Fei Zhongyouhun and the two suddenly felt weak.

Immediately, several swordsmen rushed in from left and right, dragged Lu Xiong out, and soon heard some discussions outside the tent, most of the soldiers and guards didn't know who Lu Xiong was, but they heard that he was the general of the Shang army, and the Zhou army was immediately happy.

Fei Zhong broke out in cold sweat, looked up at the young Prime Minister, and was about to call for mercy, but saw Yang Jian smiling at him...

Too bad, is it impossible for him to escape death today?

"Master Prime Minister! Me!"

"Come on, send Sir Fei Zhong and You Hun to the station in the city, do you want me to say it a third time?"

Although the generals of the Zhou army were puzzled, they acted according to their words.

Huang Feihu used to be the King of Wucheng in Dashang, so he hated Fei Zhong and You Hun so much, but he was a smart person, he seemed to understand what Yang Jian was going to do, so he endured it.

At that moment, Huang Feihu turned away, General Zhou Nan Gongshi stepped forward to take orders, and brought Fei Zhong and You Hun out of the big tent with good words.

The rest, only Deng Chanyu was left.

Nezha smiled and said, "Brother, what should I do with this little girl? You can't just let her go!"

Deng Chanyu showed no fear, wearing a half-face armor and pursing her thin lips, she stood there without fear.

The chair Yang Jian was sitting on fluttered slightly, and he was not far in front of Deng Chanyu; Nezha and Mu Zha immediately stepped forward to prevent Deng Chanyu from suddenly attacking.

"General Deng," Yang Jian asked directly, "there is only one thing I don't know about General Deng."

Deng Chanyu didn't speak sarcasm, nor did she have much emotional fluctuations, and she watched Yang Jian calmly.

It's just that she unconsciously clenched her hands tied by the fairy rope by her side...

"The prime minister has a clever plan, what can be unknown?"

"Your origin," Yang Jian said indifferently, "Where did you come from, who did you study under, and why did you help the merchants to crusade against our country of Zhou? If you don't know the number of days, you don't know the destiny?"

Deng Chanyu did not answer silently, Yang Jian glanced at the many generals in the army, and said: "The generals who have never practiced leave this place for now, don't be contaminated with karma and mistake yourself."

All the generals looked at each other, most of them retreated and left, only Yang Jian, San Zha, Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin were left.

"General Deng, I still have that question, can you decide whether to answer it?"

Deng Chanyu looked at Yang Jian for a while, then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "Since I am a defeated general, I dare not be too arrogant, but Deng Chanyu can't answer a single question asked by the prime minister."

"Why?"

"It's just taught in the dream of an immortal. I don't know why, let alone his master from the fairy mountain..."

"So that's how it is," Yang Jian said with a dazed expression on his face, after turning his chair back to the desk, "Firstly, I would like to ask General Deng to be wronged in the army for a few days, and when the two adults return to Chaoge City, General Deng will go with them.

Deng Chanyu was taken aback, looked at Yang Jian, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"You and I have no enmity," Yang Jian said with a smile, "what's more, I can't afford to offend the immortal who taught you the immortal law, so what's the use of keeping you in the army?"

Nezha smiled and said, "Brother, do you really not want to keep her serving in the army? You are inconvenient to move now, so it would be great if you have more people to help you."

Yang Jian glanced at Nezha, who smiled and looked aside, not paying attention to the threat in Yang Jian's eyes.

Deng Chanyu's face was slightly flushed behind the mask, but it was only for a moment; she nodded to Yang Jian and thanked her.

Yang Jian ordered Jin Zha to seal Deng Chanyu's cultivation, untied the fairy rope on her body, and ordered Nezha to watch over her day and night, so that there would be no mistakes; Nezha could only accept the order dejectedly.

In his opinion, instead of playing in the army during his good time, he has to stare at a woman all the time, which is really more uncomfortable than burning him with samadhi real fire.

After the generals left, Yang Jian sighed softly, sat on the chair without moving, thinking quietly.

Yang Xiaochan and Ji Qianhua came in outside the tent, Xiaochan said: "Brother, let's help you to bed and rest."

"It's okay, I can come by myself," Yang Jian wrapped himself in profound energy, and flew to the small bed beside him.

Xiao Chan'er hurried over to make a fuss, carefully checked whether Yang Jian's posture was comfortable, and asked casually, "Brother, is this always the case in every battle? In just half a day, more than 100,000 mortals died."

"Well, most of the situations are like this," Yang Jian said with a smile, "There is a saying that is true. Once the generals are successful, the soldiers and guards fight hand-to-hand with weapons, while the cultivators fight with magic weapons and supernatural powers. In fact, the difference is the same."

Yang Xiaochan nodded half-understood, sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in battle armor, but it was still difficult to describe her beauty.

Calling Ji Qianhua to sit with him again and again, Yang Xiaochan asked again: "Brother, I heard people say that Fei Zhong and You Hun are not big treacherous ministers? Why do they say that Brother seems to want to let them go?"

"But Huang Feihu asked you to ask?"

"Hee hee hee, brother, what do you say?"

Yang Jian smiled, "Although those two people are treacherous ministers, they are not without talent. Otherwise, how can they please Emperor Xin? Rather than saying that they are treacherous ministers, it is better to say that they are two real villains."

"Prime Minister," Ji Qianhua asked in a low voice, "if this kind of person is released, won't Xi Qi be blamed by the world?"

"Who can criticize, who dares to criticize?" Yang Jian said, "Let them go back is just to save Xiqi from the war and let the people live and rest. If the princes of the world use this as an excuse to say that our king has lost virtue, it is a real joke."

Ji Qianhua seemed naturally afraid to shout loudly, but she still asked in a small voice: "Does the Prime Minister want those two people to go to Chaoge City to intercede for the state of Zhou?"

"Well, it's natural...don't worry," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I won't lose my mind enough to rely on the conscience of the two of them. I have my own arrangement, so that these two people will obey me."

Yang Xiaochan and Ji Qianhua were puzzled for a moment, but Ji Qianhua was okay, she accepted it when she knew it was good, and didn't dare to ask more about it.

But Yang Xiaochan started to ask the bottom line, obviously not taking the important affairs of her family and country seriously.

Yang Jian was helplessly entangled by her, so he had no choice but to tell the whole plan in his heart, so-and-so, and so-and-so, although it was not complicated, it made Yang Xiaochan and Ji Qianhua a little speechless.

"Brother, why do you think about these conspiracies every day..."

Yang Jian glared at his sister, Xiao Chan'er giggled, and while Yang Jian couldn't move, she lay in Yang Jian's arms and acted like a baby.

Ji Qianhua next to her was quite speechless.

These... are they brothers and sisters?

Three days later, King Wu received Fei and You for a banquet in the palace.

At the banquet, several ministers of Xiqi praised Fei and You in various ways, and praised them as rare in the sky and unparalleled in the earth.

Soon, Fei Zhong and You Hun were at a loss as to where they were going, and they were filled with drinks again.

Yang Jian greeted San Yisheng in advance, and the latter said: "Unfortunately, the two capable ministers have assisted a generation of foolish emperors, and many insults have been carried by the two adults."

Fei Zhong suddenly sighed deeply, with a look of disappointment on his face, "Isn't it! Brother You and I did those unconscionable things, wasn't that ordered by the king? Did we offer a plan to kill Queen Jiang? That's because the king said that he was going to abolish the queen and asked us to come up with an idea, so I went to the demon queen to give advice!"

You Hun was still a little sober, and hurriedly said: "Slip of speech after drinking, slip of speech after drinking."

"Hey, today we are far away in the sky, so why not talk about it?" General Xiqi Nangong said with a smile, "I am a general, and I like real men who go straight and straight. The two generals... are handsome and have good features. If they are too restrained, they will not be beautiful."

Youhun immediately straightened his chest, and patted his chest, "That's it! Alas! To be honest, in Chaoge City, the two of us seemed to be beautiful, but in fact we were like rats crossing the street, being chased and beaten by those ministers who pretended to be noble."

Fei Zhong curled his lips, "Your Majesty thinks the world belongs to him, but those bastard ministers think that the world should belong to everyone. Is this possible? Everyone wants to interfere with His Majesty's thoughts, and His Majesty's punishment is light!"

"Yes, you have forgotten your duty as a courtier, how dare you say that you are a loyal minister and good general?"

At present, Fei Zhongyouhun and the other two began to criticize the Shang court with your words and my words. Sometimes they scolded Emperor Xin for being unkind, making the two of them bear the infamy, and sometimes they accused the ministers of failing their duty and took pleasure in admonishing them to death.

And these, what the two of them didn't know was that they were all recorded by Zhi Jian's magic weapon, the photo beads in the corner.

Its voice and appearance are exactly the same.

The underground of Yang's mansion, where Yang Jian retreated.

The already somewhat inhuman body seemed to have been drained of blood, lifeless, blood scabs all over its body, like a big dark red stone.

However, on the big keel on his back, nine spots of light that are still just imprints are flickering lightly...