The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Among the gemstones that Xuangui brought, Deng Chanyu endured her shyness and changed into the man's clothes that Yang Jian put here, and even tied up her long hair, like someone's handsome young man.

Inexplicably, Yang Jian thought of Xiao Lan, Mr. Xiao, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

This is within Yang Jian's treasure, if it can block Yang Jian's eyes, or if Yang Jian does not appreciate this scene, Deng Chanyu will not believe it.

Yang Jian did take a few glances, and nodded approvingly...

Cough, to get down to business.

After Deng Chanyu changed her clothes and was released by Yang Jian, Deng Chanyu suppressed her shame and anger in her heart, knowing that she had no power to fight against Yang Jian, so she could only outsmart her.

She sneered at first, and said, "Is Prime Minister Yang trying to make Chanyu submit with magic power?"

"How could that be?" Yang Jian smiled lightly and waved his hands, but couldn't help looking at her again; Deng Chanyu bit her lip and almost cried for a moment, but she still held back and turned her head to look to the side.

Deng Chanyu said: "What does the real monarch want to do? Hmph, the Prime Minister's Xuangong is shocking to the world, and Chanyu dare not not know what is good and what is wrong."

"General Chanyu took off his lower armor. It's really amazing. This appearance is rare in the world," Yang Jian's compliment obviously meant something.

When she was wearing a visor before, Yang Jian could see through it directly; probably, at this time, she was euphemistically praising her for her excellent figure.

Anyway, Deng Chanyu didn't quite understand, she only said that Yang Jian's words were frivolous to her, so she could only stand by and endure.

She is a smart person, so naturally she won't do anything stupid, and she won't give up thinking about ways to escape...

"Prime Minister Yang kidnapped me, but in exchange for Jin Zha and General Huang Tianhua?"

Yang Jian glanced at Deng Chanyu with a half-smile, Deng Chanyu frowned slightly, and suddenly realized something, her complexion turned pale.

What did he ask himself just now?

Home is in Sanshanguan!

Deng Chanyu has seen Yang Jian's ability too much. From Shijuezhen to Zhao Gongming, Yang Jian fought again and again. In those days, Yang Jian's figure was like a mountain, and she couldn't breathe under it.

This kind of character is no longer on the same level as Nezha and Tu Xingsun. If he wants to come to Qinglong Pass to save people, he doesn't need to use any scheming at all.

Yang Jian didn't ask other questions, but only asked her where her home was. His intention was very obvious—to use her family as a hostage!

If Yang Jian wants to defeat his father's army, it will definitely not be more troublesome than defeating Wen Taishi's army. In other words, it is very simple.

Going to my hometown, I can only capture all her family members and force myself and my father to surrender directly!

In this way, when the Qinglong pass can be taken without a single soldier, the Zhou army maintains its vitality, but the soldiers can go straight down, pass the rest of the weakly defended pass, and kill Chaoge city!

Deng Chanyu's delicate body trembled slightly, she looked up at Yang Jian, her eyes were full of death will.

Yang Jian was a little confused, wondering what was wrong with her.

Because I looked at my body and wanted to seek death and life? Can't it? Why are women in the prehistoric world so staunch...

"Chanyu never thought that the prime minister would have such despicable means!" Deng Chanyu took a breath, "It is true that there is nothing wrong with the prime minister's position as the prime minister, but it is too much to use my old lady to demote my father!"

Yang Jian twitched the corner of his mouth suddenly, somewhat speechless.

"General Chanyu is only half right. I really want to invite the relatives and friends of General Chanyu's family to enter Xiqi, but it's not because of this as persecution. It's just to let you have less scruples when your father and daughter return to Zhou."

Deng Chanyu couldn't help being taken aback, and looked at Yang Jian. Although the two statements were similar, she naturally knew the difference.

"Why is the Prime Minister so sure that Daddy will return to King Wu of Zhou?"

Yang Jian pointed to the tip of his nose, "It's up to me, let's go, pick up people first."

Deng Chanyu couldn't laugh or cry, seeing that the direction Yang Jian was facing was the Sanshan Pass, she sighed softly in her heart, and she could only let Yang Jian be supported by a white cloud, and stay silent.

"Dare to ask General Chanyu's age?" Yang Jian asked suddenly.

Deng Chanyu didn't panic, and said calmly: "The Prime Minister seems to have asked too much."

"General Chanyu is a rare general. Although he is a female generation, he can manage hundreds of thousands of troops in an orderly manner. Such talent is something that my juniors have never had."

Yang Jian sighed softly, seeing that Deng Chanyu didn't answer, he flew even slower.

"What does General Chanyu think of the series of battles between Zhou and Shang? How much do you know about Fengshen?"

Deng Chanyu glanced at Yang Jian, and finally replied, "I'm not a Taoist disciple, so I don't know the details of the great catastrophe, but I have seen the prime minister fighting against the powerful members of the Jiejiao before..."

Speaking of this, Deng Chanyu's heart twitched slightly, and said: "I also have one thing that I don't understand. Why does the catastrophe of your Taoism affect mortals? It's enough for the two religions to fight with each other. The dead will be included in the list of gods, and the living can continue to enjoy themselves, isn't it?"

"Of course not."

Yang Jian laughed twice, "It's absolutely impossible."

"Why not?"

"First, what the Heavenly Court needs are not all masters, but gods who can take responsibility for the operation of the Three Realms. To be included in the list of gods, one must not only have enough cultivation, but also have the ability to lead an army and govern, and even more meritorious deeds."

Yang Jian looked at Deng Chanyu and said with a smile: "General Chanyu knows that I am in charge of the list of gods at this time. I think I understand these things the most."

Deng Chanyu frowned and nodded slightly, "What about the second?"

"The heavens belong to the human race, and the luck of the heaven and the earth merges with the human race. The establishment of the three religions is also an oath made by the heaven to protect and educate the human race." Yang Jian laughed.

"I supported King Wu of Zhou by Chanjiao, and Jijiao helped Emperor Xin because of Wen Zhong and other reasons. There was a connection between Chanjiao and Zhou State, and Jujiao and Dashang. They influenced each other and borrowed from each other."

Although Deng Chanyu has been cultivating Taoism for a short time, and her cultivation level is relatively low, but these words are clear at one point, and she quickly nodded slightly.

"After the prime minister said that, Chanyu understood a lot."

"Although monks look down on mortals, 90% of the luck of the human race is gathered in this South Continent," Yang Jian raised his hand and swiped forward. On a big city thousands of miles away, a faint golden light reflected the clouds.

Deng Chanyu stared at that quietly in a daze.

Yang Jian laughed beside him and said, "Since General Chanyu understands, then I can persuade you. According to General Chanyu, is Destiny in Chaoge City or Xiqi?"

Deng Chanyu was silent, and then sighed quietly: "If the fate has already been set, why do we still have to struggle in it? The fate said, let the king abdicate?"

"Speaking of this, it actually made me underestimate General Chanyu."

Deng Chanyu was immediately dissatisfied, and stared at Yang Jian with her big bright eyes, "Please make it clear, Prime Minister."

"If we don't care about mana, don't mention gods and monks, and only look at Zhou and Shang, General Chanyu thinks, who will win in the end? Of course, I am still the prime minister of Zhou Guo, and Wen Zhong is just a mortal old man in Dashang."

Deng Chanyu: "Naturally, it's the Shang army. If the Zhou army hadn't been as brave as the prime minister, how could it have come to this day?"

"General Chanyu, please calculate carefully. From the beginning of Wen Zhong's crusade against Xiqi, the two sides do not count mana, but only military strength."

Deng Chanyu frowned, closed her eyes, and quickly deduced all kinds of things in her mind.

Millions of merchant troops, under Qishan...

Gradually, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on Deng Chanyu's cheeks, and she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yang Jian with a little disbelief in her eyes.

"Even if I lose to Wen Zhong, as long as I retreat to Qishan, I can hold back Wen Zhong's army, and the longer Wen Zhong's army delays, the more the princes of the six hundred towns on the other three sides will be unable to bear it... In the end, it will only be King Zhou Wu who wins, right?"

Deng Chanyu nodded slightly.

Yang Jian looked at Deng Chanyu and said with a smile: "That's the truth. The poison of the big business has been deeply rooted, and the foundations of the entire pavilion have been destroyed. Before Emperor Xin succeeded to the throne, the surroundings were already in danger, and the ambitions of the princes were gradually exposed."

"Di Xin has great ambitions, and he must also be aware of the plight of the big merchants, so he launched expeditions again and again, relying on Wen Zhongdong to conquer the west, but in this way, the family background of the big merchants is a little weaker."

"Wen Zhong's expedition promoted the military power of Emperor Xin, but it brought down the national power of the entire Great Merchants. In this way, Chaoge City will demand more from the princes of the eight hundred towns, but the princes of the eight hundred towns have already formed their own systems, and Chaoge City will turn back as soon as they are forced."

"In Chaoge City, there are quite a few veterans who represent the forces of the princes of the eight hundred towns. Di Xin has long wanted to cultivate his own team, but Di Xin is not a qualified monarch. He has no reputation for knowing people, and he is too hasty. He tried to suppress all parties with iron and blood. In the end, he just pushed down the walls that were already full of cracks and forced the princes from all walks of life."

Yang Jian sighed softly, "Di Xin's demise is his own fault. Zhou Guo is just the one with the most stable foundation and the strongest power among the princes, and it has become the destiny instead."

"This is destiny."

Destiny...

Deng Chanyu muttered these two words thoughtfully, looking at Yang Jian with complicated eyes.

She suddenly felt in her heart that the man beside her was like a vast ocean, she couldn't see through it or figure it out at all, but she still had an urge to see it through and figure it out.

"Explaining and cutting off teachings are just due to the ups and downs in the human world when dynasties change." Yang Jian looked at Deng Chanyu, "According to General Chanyu, how much chance does the teaching and Zhou have in winning?"

"Ninety percent..."

"That being the case, why didn't General Chanyu persuade General Deng to become an official in Zhou?" Yang Jian smiled, "As long as General Chanyu agrees, I will strongly recommend him in front of King Wu, and let General Deng be appointed commander-in-chief."

Deng Chanyu shook her lips, her eyes struggled, and the corners of her mouth bulged slightly.

Yang Jian took the opportunity and said again: "The list of gods is the heavenly book among the three books of heaven, earth and man. Even if a mortal general dies in battle, as long as he has enough meritorious service, he can be included in the list of gods. After death, he will enter the heavenly court as an official and live the same life as heaven and earth."

"If you die in battle in the merchant camp, you won't have many chances to enter the list of gods, and you won't be able to enjoy good luck after entering the heavenly court. You're just being evil gods."

"General Chanyu is a celestial being. He has a great chance of attaining Taoism and longevity in the future, but your father has no celestial karma. He lived, died, died, and died within a few decades. If General Chanyu and Deng Zongbing entered the Heavenly Court together as officials, they can reincarnate their relatives and friends as celestial beings and enjoy the blessings in the Heavenly Court."

While speaking, Yang Jianyun's head had already stopped, but there was a majestic pass stretching east and west under his feet.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Three Mountain Pass is here, what does General Chanyu think?"

Biting her lips, Deng Chanyu suddenly knelt down in front of Yang Jian, bowed her head and said, "Please wait a moment, Prime Minister, and Chanyu will go and gather relatives at home to accompany the Prime Minister into the Zhou Dynasty."

Yang Jian smiled immediately and waved his hands, "I'll wait for you here, go."

Deng Chanyu turned around and flew to Sanshan Pass very quickly.

Yang Jian smiled calmly with his hands behind his back.

Done!

Why use beauty tricks? Just persuasion!

Suddenly, a familiar voice with sarcasm sounded beside my ear.

"You are really a peach blossom, and there are women around you one after another. It is really the way to die early."

Yang Jian's complexion changed, and Xuan Ti was on alert immediately.

Kong Xuan?

why is he here...