The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"What are you doing here! Is that really King Wu?"

"Of course, why did I lie to you?" Yang Jian wanted to laugh when he saw Li Jing's anxious look, "If you don't believe me, we'll leave now."

Li Jing shook his head hastily, then looked at Wu Wang Jifa who was sitting upright in front of him, and sighed softly.

"Go in, don't make the king wait for a long time," Yang Jian looked at Li Jing and said with a smile, "If Prince Wu comes to persuade you, I won't mention the matter of persuading you to enter the Zhou Dynasty."

These words fell into Li Jing's ears, really made Li Jing feel rather embarrassed, he could only smile wryly.

Regardless of other things, King Wu originally inherited the position of Marquis of Xibo. Although he was already at odds with the great merchants at this time, his status was still much higher than that of Li Jing, the chief soldier of Chentangguan.

What's more, Li Jing is also a monk, and he can feel the majesty of the emperor in Wu Wang, so he dare not be rude to Wu Wang.

"Li Jing, general of Chentangguan, pay homage to King Wu," Li Jing clasped his fists in salute, and King Wu got up to help him.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Nezha, why don't you take me to the backyard for tea?"

Nezha nodded decisively in agreement, ignored Li Jing's stern eyes, went out of the front hall with his senior brother, and went to the backyard to chat.

The matter of persuading Li Jing naturally fell on King Wu; King Wu didn't care at all, sitting there with calm eyes and extraordinary bearing, he chatted with Li Jing in a few words.

What they are talking about is governing the country and the people, which can be regarded as King Wu's consideration for Li Jing.

Although Li Jing was a little conflicted in his heart, he gradually developed a good impression of the king of a country sitting in front of him. He only felt that he was a wise and kind lord, and he was worthy of his help.

King Wu didn't mention the matter of Zhou, just chatting with Li Jing for an hour.

During this period, Mrs. Yin also brought tea to the front hall in person, and the maids and servants also kept delivering refreshments one after another, lest there might be a lack of hospitality.

"Brother, tell me, can the king convince my father?" Nezha pulled out an orange and stuffed the petals into his mouth, enjoying himself.

Yang Jian was drinking tea and listening to the music, and the singers raised by Li's family were pretty good. "Don't worry, your father has already agreed to enter the Zhou Dynasty the moment King Wu appeared. King Wu probably understands this, so it's just chatting, so that your father doesn't have too much pressure."

"Why?" Nezha asked in bewilderment, "Did you tell me?"

"There is no sound," Yang Jian said with a smile, "If your father really wants to keep the festival for Lord Shang, the gate will not let King Wu enter. You stay here to guard King Wu, and I will go to the Dragon Palace to call for some helpers."

Dragon Palace?

The corner of Nezha's mouth twitched, "Brother, why don't you go to the Dragon Palace and ask our seniors to help you?"

This guy still has some prejudices against the Dragon Clan. After all, there was something that forced him to death. Although Nezha would not trouble the Dragon Clan, he was a little resistant to the Dragon Clan itself.

Of course, my sister-in-law is not included.

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, got up and took two steps, and already used the escape method, he left Chentang Pass and entered the East China Sea.

In just half an hour, there was a rain cloud over Chentang Pass, and Yang Jian also returned to Li's study, while Nezha ate a plate of oranges and was rummaging through Li Jing's collection of books.

"How did the talk go?"

"What? Oh, brother, you mean the king and my father? They have already started talking about the art of war, and my father even danced a sword just now," Nezha sighed, "If this continues, I'm really worried for my mother."

Several blue veins popped out of Yang Jian's forehead, Nezha, this guy knows a little too much.

Nezha: It's just what I hear and see.

"Let's go, I'm going to remind you," Yang Jian looked at the sun, "If you don't go back, there will probably be trouble."

It is true that King Wu can't stay outside for too long, especially if they sneak out, it's no wonder that the whole royal court is not chaotic.

Yang Jian took Nezha back to the front hall, seeing King Wu and Li Jing talking intensely, Yang Jian coughed lightly, "Your Majesty, it's time to go back, we didn't say hello to the other ministers when we came out, I'm afraid they are going crazy now."

"Forget it," King Wu sighed unsatisfactorily, "I had a very happy conversation with Li Zongbing alone, it was very speculative, let's let it go for today, if there is a chance next time, I will talk with Li Zongbing at night by candlelight!"

Yang Jian laughed and said, "Why doesn't your lord invite Li Zongbing to be an official in Zhou Dynasty? In this way, if you want to talk about everything with Li Zongbing, you only need a decree."

It's coming, it's finally here.

Li Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for King Wu to follow the trend.

Sure enough, King Wu said: "General Li, I am only willing to send General Li into the state of Zhou as a general. I don't know what Li General will do?"

Li Jing murmured a few times, but this time he was happy, and directly knelt on one knee, cupped his fists and lowered his head, "Li Jing is not talented, thanks to His Majesty's love, he has sent people to persuade him several times, and today His Majesty came here in the starry night and traveled tens of thousands of miles.

"General Li please get up! Please get up quickly!"

King Wu supported Li Jing up, and said in a gentle voice, "With General Li's help, I'm as lonely as a tiger with wings added!"

"Your Majesty praises you, the prime minister is just a genius in this world, and the ministers dare not compare with the prime minister."

Li Jing was humble there, and immediately said that he would rush to Xiqi in half a day, and dismiss the servants and servants at home, and choose generals to guard Chentangguan.

But Yang Jian said: "General Li, don't worry about Chentangguan. I have asked the Dragon Clan to take care of this place. I will definitely not let the people here suffer from military disasters."

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of dragon chants outside the lobby, and the two dragon elders shouted in unison:

"According to the order of Zhenjun Erlang, our family will protect Chentangguan for a hundred years! But if there is any intruder, it will be executed without mercy."

Li Jing's eyes were full of emotion, King Wu was a little strange, but in order to maintain the king's demeanor, he didn't want to be too obvious, so he could only wink at Yang Jian to urge him to leave quickly.

King Wu just wanted to see the real dragon clan.

Yang Jian left immediately, and took King Wu out of Li's residence on the grounds that Zhou Guo was afraid of trouble, and left Nezha at Chentangguan to 'supervise', lest Li Jing procrastinate.

"Can the prime minister take Gu to meet the Dragon Clan for a while?"

"My lord, don't be greedy for fun," Yang Jian advised, although the words were a bit nondescript, which made King Wu a little embarrassed.

King Wu is in his prime, the word 'playful' is really...

Entering the cloud, Yang Jian brought Wu Wang and the two elders of the Long clan to meet. The two elders also gave Yang Jian face, bowed their hands respectfully to Wu Wang, and called them "Human Emperor".

King Wu somewhat felt the weight of the title 'Human Emperor', but unfortunately, at this time, the immortals and mortals were separated, and he, the Human Emperor, was no longer able to cultivate, he was just a mortal who lived to a hundred years old.

Farewell to the Dragon Clan, Yang Jian used Xuan Qi to hide his figure, and led King Wu back to Xiqi.

On the way, King Wu kept feeling deeply about today's events, and made an appointment with Yang Jian to go out for a walk next time. Yang Jian smiled and agreed on the surface, but in his heart he pushed the matter until after the end of the Conferred God.

Along the way, King Wu continued to ask questions. Li Jing had said a lot about Yang Jian before, and King Wu became more and more curious about Yang Jian at this time.

"When I was an orphan, I often listened to the elders telling stories about Erlang cutting a mountain to save his mother. So Erlang is the prime minister?"

"Well, it should be me."

"Prime Minister is still a fairy in the legend, disrespectful and disrespectful," King Wu laughed twice, "Is the Jade Emperor in the Heavenly Court the prime minister's uncle?"

"Well, my mother is the younger sister of the Jade Emperor when he was reincarnated, so she can be considered my uncle..."

King Wu's eyes lit up immediately, and he kept saying that he would go to the Yang Mansion to pay a formal visit to the old lady, and admire the glory of the Princess of Heaven.

Although, I have actually seen it a few times before...

When he was about to reach the border, King Wu suddenly sighed, "Must the prime minister leave after waiting for the conferment of the gods?"

Yang Jian didn't answer in silence, naturally acquiescing to this rhetoric.

"Gu...I'm a bit reluctant to part with the prime minister, why don't we let this catastrophe drag on for a few more years," Ji Fa turned his head to look at Yang Jian, "Although I have hundreds of brothers, I am now the lord of a country, and I was supported by the prime minister to become the so-called emperor, but I feel a little lonely in my heart."

"Those who achieve great things have to endure more than others," Yang Jian replied.

Ji Fa nodded lightly, "Perhaps, can the prime minister agree to me?"

"Your Majesty, tell me first," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I don't dare to promise indiscriminately."

Ji Fa couldn't help but laugh, Zhou's capital city was already in sight, and this journey to the East was considered to be over.

King Wu said: "If my life comes to an end, can the prime minister give me some kind words for me to go to the underworld to judge, so that I will have some fairy fate in my next life and go roaming on the road of cultivating immortals?"

Such a request can also prove that King Wu has no delusions of "longevity" or "immortality", and it can be regarded as a clean stream in the emperor's family.

Yang Jian solemnly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I know the underworld..."

King Wu laughed a few times, his whole body was as if he had transformed into a fairy, and his imperial aura became stronger.

Yang Jian lowered his cloud head and fell straight into the palace; the palace was already in chaos, a group of ministers and guards were running around, and there were hundreds of people kneeling in the front hall, as if they were being held accountable by the inner court.

King Wu shouted: "Gu is back!"

Yang Jian blessed him with profound energy, allowing King Wu's voice to spread throughout the city. All the ministers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What kind of country cannot be without a king for a day, and if the king suddenly disappears, the Zhou country will be chaotic... After explaining the truth, Yang Jian, who was hiding aside, felt dizzy for a while.

On the other hand, King Wu listened with a smile all the time, and it was really not easy to accuse his ministers of crimes.

In the end, the farce came to an end with Yang Jian's "abduction" of the king was fined for half a year.

The group of veterans dared to persuade King Wu, but no one dared to bother Yang Jian, so King Wu Cheng gently mentioned, asking Yang Jian to let them know when he was going to take the king out in the future.

Yang Jian solemnly agreed. A minister asked what happened last night, but Yang Jian didn't go into details, but said that the king had accepted a good general.

Half a day later, Liang Jiang came to the door.

A cloud flew over from the east, and the first person was wearing armor and holding the Golden Exquisite Pagoda in his left hand, it was Li Jing.

Yang Jian calculated in his mind that Li Jing's presence would be able to help him a lot, at least he would not have to worry about being the commander of the Southern Route of the Eastern Expedition Army...