King Zhou raised his eyelids, his eyes shimmering, "So, is it not a game between gods?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiang Ziya was neither humble nor overbearing, nor disrespectful.
"Is it Him?" King Zhou glanced at the sky outside. Jiang Ziya said nothing, neither affirming nor refuting.
His attitude was clear to King Zhou.
"That's all. Fortunately, Jiang Aiqing is here to prevent me from being plotted." King Zhou's heart was heavy. The vassal states were always at war. He also knew that the calamity was imminent, and the situation had been placed in front of him; he could not allow him to ignore it.
Troubled times.
"This is what I should do."
King Zhou pondered for a long time and looked at Jiang Ziya, "The immortal Jiang Aiqing invited is in Chaoge City now?"
"Here I am."
"Who is your nephew? Can you tell me?"
"This" Jiang Ziya hesitated for a moment, and then spoke, "He is the third generation disciple of Jie Jiao, his name is Donghua, and his full name is Donghua Zifu Shaoyang Lord; he is the ninth direct disciple of Jie Jiao, and the king is also Zhi Wen Zhong is a disciple of Jie Jiao; Dong Hua joined Jie Jiao before Wen Zhong and is Wen Zhong’s senior brother.”
Senior brother?
King Zhou thought a little in his eyes, Donghua was too young, even with white hair; Wen Zhong looked like a bad old man compared with him.
"Jiang Aiqing continues, I am all ears."
"I don't know the origin of Donghua. Only the young senior sister probably knows about it; but his cultivation is very advanced, and he is among the top ten in combat power among the Jiejiao. I can be sure of this." Jiang Ziya said intermittently.
King Zhou picked out the useful ones and asked, "Is the young senior sister mentioned by Jiang Aiqing the master of Shaoyang Jun of Donghua Purple Mansion?"
"It's Master."
"Yes." King Zhou understood. "How much do you know about your little senior sister?"
Jiang Ziya shook his head, "Senior Sister is a close disciple of Saint Jie Jiao. I am a disciple of the Human Religion. When I joined the religion, I heard that Young Senior Sister Jie Jiao is already a powerful person. People who cultivate immortals have been practicing for many years. In addition, I am a latecomer. I don’t belong to the same sect, and I have almost never met him. What I know is only what is spread outside."
"So mysterious?" She was interested, "Why don't Jiang Aiqing talk about the three religions?"
"yes."
Jiang Ziya told him about the deeds of the Three Religions again, then turned around and asked, "Is there anything else your Majesty would like to know?"
After saying so much, he didn't have anything to say anymore.
"It's true that the three religions are one family." King Zhou sighed, "I wonder which vassal state is competing with Gu Chengtang?"
"." Jiang Ziya fell silent.
"Why, you can't say it?" King Zhou suddenly became full of momentum. Jiang Ziya shook his head, "Now it has been shown, and the king will know it soon."
Seeing that he was so tough-talking, King Zhou wondered if he could not say it out loud, so he stopped embarrassing him.
"That's all." He calmed down and continued to ask, "Then your nephew is willing to join the court as an official?"
"If he is willing, I would like to serve as a national teacher."
Jiang Ziya shook his head again, "Donghua has no intention of entering the court, but he will help us behind the scenes."
King Zhou's regret was palpable. It was a pity that such a powerful person could not be invited to the court. Therefore, he turned around and sent Jiang Ziya away, summoned Bigan, and talked secretly with Bigan for most of the day.
Early the next morning, Bigan did not go to court, but went to Jiang Ziya's mansion. Jiang Ziya, who was a doctor, owned a house relatively close to the palace. At this time, Jiang Ziya was in court, but he didn't know that Bigan had already arrived at Jiang's mansion.
The concierge knew that Prime Minister Bigan was coming, and he was holding a gift in his hand, indicating that the master was not in the house.
"Prime Minister, please come back. The master has not returned from the court, so it is difficult to entertain guests."
"The Prime Minister is here to visit Mr. Shaoyang of Donghua Purple Mansion, please pass on the message." Bigan held the gift box in both hands and said to the concierge.
The concierge shook his head, "There has never been a person like Mr. Shaoyang of Donghua Zifu in this house."
"What about your master's guest? A guest wearing purple clothes and with white hair."
The concierge thought that he had seen someone in the courtyard next to the main courtyard by chance one day and said, "There is such a person. Please wait a moment, and I will pass the message."
"Thank you." Prime Minister Bigan was waiting outside the door.
The concierge trotted to Donghua's courtyard to report, "Guest, there is a person outside the house coming to visit you."
"Who is it?" Donghua put down the bamboo slips he was reading and asked.
"It's Prime Minister Bigan."
"Bigan?"
What is he here for? Could it be that King Zhou asked him to come?
"Prime Minister, please come in." After Donghua said, the concierge hurried back, "Prime Minister, if the guest wants to see you, please come with me."
Prime Minister Bigan thanked him again and followed the concierge to Donghua's courtyard. When he stepped in, the concierge had already turned around and walked back to his original post.
Donghua waved his hand and took out the teapot and small clay stove to make tea while making invitations.
After Prime Minister Bigan sat down, he placed the gift box on the stone table, and neither of them spoke.
After Donghua made tea, he served him a cup and said, "You are a guest. Try my tea."
Prime Minister Bi Gan said nothing, only picked up the cup and took a sip; his mouth was full of fragrance, not as bitter as the current tea, "Good tea, sweet and delicious, I don't know what kind of tea it is, but it tastes so good."
"It's just ordinary tea that I got by chance." Donghua also poured a cup for himself and sipped the tea gently.
Prime Minister Bigan smiled and said, "You must be the Shaoyang Lord of Donghua Zifu. The king heard about you from Dr. Jiang and was very curious about you. He wanted to come and thank you in person, but he was afraid that you would refuse to see him. You can only send me to pay a visit."
Bigan's honorific title and self-identification have changed, and he dare not show off in front of him.
"What did Ziya say?"
Bigan raised his eyebrows, "Ziya admired Lord Shaoyang very much. He said that you are among the top ten in Jiejiao's combat power, and he highly respects you."
"Miuzan, thank you Master for your cultivation." Donghua smiled faintly. At this moment, it was as if the snow in the world had melted, full of warm spring feeling, "Prime Minister Bigan is here, do you know Ziya?"
"Doctor Jiang doesn't know, it's also what the king means."
Donghua's smile faded a bit. It seemed that King Zhou didn't trust Jie Jiao either; however, what did that have to do with him? His mission was to assist Jiang Ziya. It's just that King Zhou's approach is really unpleasant and not upright enough.
"Don't blame me, Mr. Shaoyang." Prime Minister Bigan immediately apologized.
"It's okay." Donghua smiled lightly, "Then Prime Minister Bigan is not just here for a visit, right?"
Prime Minister Bigan smiled bitterly and braced himself to respond, "The king wants to invite you to serve as an official in the court, and he is willing to worship you as a national advisor. Now, the calamity is imminent, and there is not much difference between you assisting outside and serving as an official in Chaoge. Since In this case, why not join the court as an official? The king hopes that you can join the court."
Not necessarily.
Donghua knew in his heart that King Zhou was not deceived, and that his own ambition and ability were sufficient; letting Bigan come was actually a clever move. Bigan had a delicate heart, he was upright, and he was quite magnanimous in his actions. , Donghua appreciates this.
If it were someone else, he wouldn't have the patience to talk to them.
"Master Shaoyang, I wonder if you are willing?" Prime Minister Bigan asked when he saw that he had not spoken for a long time and was even in a trance.
"The prime minister went back and told King Zhou that Donghua did not want to be restrained, so he accepted it with kindness."
