Daji's Lutai Immortal Banquet was held very successfully, and the King of Xuan, who was covered by the robbery, did not doubt the identity of the immortals who came to the banquet.

The king did not doubt it, but there was one person who did, and that was Abikand.

Before the death of Emperor B, he left four ministers for the king of Zhou, that is, the four pillars of optimus during the Shang period.

These four pillars are Taishi Wen Zhong, Prime Minister Shang Rong, Ya Bigan, and Wucheng King Huang Feihu.

With these four people, whether it is inside and outside the court, or in the civil and martial arts, the Shang Dynasty has someone to support.

Now that Shang Rong is dead, Wen Zhong is pacifying the Beihai Rebellion, King Wucheng is chasing and killing Ji Chang, and Bigan is the Dinghai Divine Needle in the court.

Early this morning, I heard that the king had invited the immortals to a banquet last night, and he was drunk with the immortals on the deer platform all night, and Bigan noticed that something was wrong.

To be precise, Bigan has long sensed that something is wrong, since Daji entered the palace, the king has been like a different person.

It's just that Bigan has no evidence that all this was caused by Daji, so it has been triggering but not triggering.

The appearance of the Lutai immortals made Bigan sense of opportunity.

He didn't think that the people who were instigated by Daji to invite the king to the banquet would be immortals, and he really wanted to see what these things were under the guise of gods, and maybe these things that pretended to be gods and ghosts could provide him with some explanations.

"General, General go slowly..."

At noon, Wang Xu was about to go to the forbidden army camp to inspect, but as soon as he left the house, he was stopped by a sedan chair parked on the side of the road.

Wang Xu rode on his horse and looked towards the sedan chair.

Out of the sedan chair was a gray-haired, upright old man, who was Abhigan.

"I've seen Yaxiang!"

Wang Xu turned over and dismounted, hugged his fists and said: "Didn't Yaxiang deal with government affairs in the palace today, why did he come to my house?" ”

The current king doesn't even have the mind to go to the court, let alone let him deal with the twists and turns, and now the affairs inside and outside the court are generally solved by Bigan and the ministers.

On weekdays, Bigan is the busiest one, and it is more difficult to see Bigan than to see the king.

"Government affairs are not in a hurry, I came here this time to ask you something." Bigan had a positive look on his face, and his calm eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, staring at Wang Xu and asking, "Yesterday, did you see the immortals who had a banquet with the king?" ”

Bigan's eyes were scrutinized, yesterday's Lutai banquet immortal, as the protagonists, of course, it was the king and Daji, as a courtier, he couldn't go to the king to ask, and Daji's harem lady was even worse.

The palace maid can do it, but the palace maid's cultivation is very low, even if the immortals who go to the banquet are strange, it is difficult for these people to see anything.

Wang Xu is different, since he was canonized as a general of Fenwei by the king of Zhou, Bigan has checked his information, and it is very clear that Wang Xu is from Yuquan Mountain, he is a disciple of a saint, and his cultivation is rare in the court.

If anyone sees the flaw, Wang Xu is the most likely one.

"I've seen it..."Wang Xu thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

Bigan's expression remained unchanged, and he asked in a low voice: "Those people, but immortals?" ”

"Yang Jian has not entered the immortal class, so he can't see what an immortal is and what a mortal is, and I hope that Yaxiang will forgive me." Wang Xu knew what Bigan was asking, and his answer was vague.

Hearing this answer, Bigan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded thoughtfully.

As a core disciple of the three sects, Bigan didn't believe that Wang Xu would not be able to see the difference between immortals and mortals, and his vague answer was enough to explain everything.

"The general has worked hard, and there is still no government affairs to do, so I will leave..."

Getting the answer he wanted, Bigan got into a sedan chair and quickly disappeared into the street.

Wang Xu watched Bigan leave, and only then did he whisper when he couldn't see it anymore: "It's going to start..."

East Street...

After bidding farewell to Wang Xu, Bigan sat in a sedan chair with a heavy heart and went all the way to the mansion.

Walking to the west corner of East Street, he suddenly heard a commotion in front of him, and brought the pensive Bigan back to reality.

"What's going on up ahead?" Sitting in the sedan chair, Bigan asked the sedan chair man who carried the sedan chair.

When the palanquin man heard the old man's question, he glanced at the crowd and replied, "It seems that he is a fortune teller who has had a quarrel with someone." ”

Bigan ordered the sedan chair to stop, lifted the sedan curtain and looked out.

In front of his eyes, two powerful men were punching and kicking an old fortune teller, and even the stall was demolished.

"Stop!"

Bigan snorted, walked down from the sedan chair, and said in a cold voice: "In broad daylight, you actually beat the white-haired elder, isn't there no royal law in the world?" ”

"Ah, it's Lord Bigan!"

"It's really, stop fighting, Lord Bigan is here!"

Bigan often went to the streets to inspect the people's situation, and most of the people living in Chaoge knew him, and they knew who was coming at a glance.

The two big men who beat people quickly stopped when they heard the shouts of the crowd, looked at Bigan who came and said weakly: "Lord Bigan." ”

"Why did you hit him?"

Bigan glanced at the strong man, stepped forward, and helped the beaten old man up.

The strong man was as frightened as his grandson, and when he heard the question, he quickly replied: "My lord, it was this old man who cursed my father, and our two brothers beat him." ”

When the strong man's younger brother heard this, he hurriedly added: "Yes, my lord, our two brothers are hunters in the neighborhood, and they came to the city to sell furs. Who wanted to go to the intersection, this old man stopped us, not to say that our father is dead, let us hurry back, isn't he looking for a beating? When we came out at noon, the old man was fine, how could he die? ”

"Are they telling the truth?"

Bigan frowned and asked the old man, "Why are you cursing them?" ”

"Lord Bigan, I'm not cursing them, I'm just telling the truth. Their father is really dead, I see the two of them, it is the face of the loss of father and brother, the two of them have no brothers, of course it is the father who died. I persuaded the two of them to give up their prey and catch them and go home to mourn, how could it be a curse? ”

The old man was afraid of hitting the dust on his body, so he said tepidly.

When the strong man heard this, he was immediately angry: "You old thing, my father can eat three bowls in one meal, and he is happier than a young man, where did you learn the skill of fortune-telling with both hands, and dare to open your mouth if you are not proficient?" ”

Bigan glanced at the old man and found that the old man's fairy wind Dao bones did not look like a man who was open-mouthed, so he asked, "What is your name, and where did you learn Taoism?" ”

"Poor Jiang Ziya, from Kunlun Mountain."

Jiang Ziya replied, and said: "If you don't believe it, you can wait for a while, and someone will come to report the funeral after the kung fu of the three teas, and it will be clear whether it is right or not." ”

In ancient times, one cup of tea took ten minutes, and three cups of tea was half an hour.

After hearing about it, Bigan also wanted to see how Jiang Ziya calculated, and he was not in a hurry to leave for a while.

Half an hour later, no more, no less, it was the work of three teas, and a middle-aged man ran in the distance.

When the middle-aged man saw the two strong men, he immediately shouted: "Big Niu, Er Niu, hurry, hurry up and go back with me, something happened to your family." ”

Bigan moved in his heart and asked, "What happened to their family?" ”

The middle-aged man replied: "The old man went down to work in the field, and I don't know why, he was kicked by the beast who cultivated the land, and the man is no longer good." ”

"Daddy!"

The big cow and the second cow exclaimed in surprise, and ran home crying and howling.

He was more shocked than Ganmian, looked at Jiang Ziya, who was there with the old god, and asked in surprise: "Mr. has already calculated it?" ”

"That's natural, if those two people believe me just now, they will rush home immediately, and maybe they will be able to see my father for the last time. It's a pity that these two people are mortal with the naked eye, but they can't see my ability, and they have more regrets in vain. ”

Jiang Ziya shook his head and sighed, not only was he not annoyed by the fists and feet of the two, but he felt sorry from the bottom of his heart.

As soon as Bigan heard this, he knew that he had met a master who was proficient in calculus, and said happily: "Mr. Gaocai, I..."

"Yaxiang, Yaxiang..."

Before Bigan could say anything, a sergeant ran in the distance, rode on his horse and said in a loud voice: "Yaxiang, the border pass is urgent, Wen Taishi has swept the Beihai and is about to return to the south in a few days, and the ministers are waiting for Yaxiang to go back and get ideas." ”

"Oh, that's a happy event!"

As soon as Bigan heard that Zhong was coming back, he took Jiang Ziya's hand and said, "Mr. Ziya, I don't have a chance to talk to you today, and I'll come back to visit another day." ”

"Axiang walks slowly..."

Jiang Ziya sent Bigan to the sedan chair, and after a while, his face turned cloudy, and he whispered: "Strange, how can Yaxiang Yintang turn black and look dead?" This, this is clearly a manifestation of people's imminent death? ”