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Bigan made a straightforward admonition in the court, stunned a group of ministers, and it was the first time he had seen a gentle prime minister so domineering, and he directly counted the king's immorality.

And after Di Xin heard this, his face was gloomy like water, and he was silent and didn't say a word, after all, this was his own imperial uncle.

But he is like this, but the Daji around him doesn't follow it, so he only listens to her and says lightly: "Uncle Huang's words are wrong, most of the princes in the world rebelled, most of them were ambitious and unwilling to be subservient, and in the end, they didn't care about the life and death of the people, so they acted in vain." ”

Speaking of this, she glanced at Fei Zhong below, who understood, and hurriedly stood up and responded: "Niangniang is right, those princes have no king, how can the king be a bad virtue if they commit the following crimes." Besides, even if the king has some mistakes, just say it and change it. But these people took the opportunity to rebel, obviously they had a plan for a long time, and the heart of disobedience had already sprouted, how could the prime minister blame the king. ”

In the end, he glanced at Bigan with a complaining tone, and he was very accusatory.

"Hmph,"

Bi Gan snorted coldly, and then pointed to the sky and said: "People are doing it, the sky is watching, and the old man doesn't want to say anything, but I just hope that the king can reflect on it and recognize this lost path."

As he listened to him, he pinched his brow with his right hand and looked impatient.

"Retreat from the court"!

A fluttering sentence showed the failure of Bigan's advice, and his steps on the steps couldn't help but stumble a little, and the six-hundred-year-old Yin Shang seemed to be hopeless.

"Alas, now, we can only wait for Master Wen to return to the court, and when the time comes, we may be able to turn the tide with the strength of the two of us."

There was a slight flash of hope in his eyes, and in order to set an example for the ministers who were watching him, his waist board listened, and his stumbling steps became dragon-like!

……

At the same time, outside the Chaoge City, Jiang Ziya stood outside the city gate, looking at the city wall with his eyes, just like the scene in front of him in his fifties, but the beauty was no longer there.

Walking into the city, it didn't take long to come outside the former pharmacy, but I saw that it had long been dilapidated, and no one had come for a long time.

At this time, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but feel lonely, his parents had passed away many years ago, but he didn't want the pharmacy to be empty long ago, and there seemed to be no place for him in the huge world.

"Alas, have you heard, then Song Yiren's house is on fire again."

"Hey, it's on fire again, hasn't it burned several times, what evil has he committed in the Song family."

"Who says it's not, it stands to reason that he is righteous and wealthy, willing to give kindness, and should be blessed with merit, how can this be ......?"

Just when Jiang Ziya was at a loss, there was a sudden sound of discussion in his ears, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

In the past, because of his brother, he swore that he would not worship under the Xuanmen Gate, but later for various reasons, he broke his oath, which led to a little fear of seeing him in the end.

Now I hear that his family is in trouble, but I can't turn a blind eye, and I haven't seen him for forty years, and it is difficult to hide the thoughts in my heart, so I have to step along the memory to find the past.

Song Mansion,

Song Yiren, who was nearly seventy years old, was standing in front of the burning courtyard at this time, he didn't remember how many times it was, but the fire was as hot as ever.

At this time, he has lost the impulses of his youth and seems very stable, but the only strange thing is that he has a middle-aged face.

"Master, there is a person outside the door who asks to see him, saying that he can help the master solve this misfortune."

As the housekeeper's voice sounded, Song Yiren withdrew his gaze and said softly: "How many are you, which one didn't run away after cheating the money, and you still believe their words?"

As he spoke, he looked at the butler with a displeased expression.

"Master, this time is different, this time this person said that he is friends with you, and he hasn't ...... for forty years."

Before the housekeeper's words were finished, he saw that Song Yiren, who was originally in front of him, suddenly disappeared, and at the age of seventy, he ran towards the door at a trot.

The housekeeper was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly chased after him, muttering in his mouth: "What's the matter, when the lady died, I didn't see him like this." ”

Song Yiren didn't care what he thought, he ran to the gate after a while, he wanted to see if his eldest brother was back.

"Stranger, I haven't seen you for many years, but it's okay." Jiang Ziya smiled at him and said.

Song Yiren was stunned when he heard this, and then his face showed ecstasy, and he grabbed Jiang Ziya's clothes.

"Haha, sure enough, it's you, you're back, haha."

The housekeeper who followed behind couldn't help but sweat wildly when he saw the two old men hugging and hugging each other, and there were always some other thoughts in his heart.

……

Before the charred wreckage, Jiang Ziya held a peachwood sword, and stepped on the Kuixing footwork under his feet, and it didn't take long for the wind to blow.

I saw that in the ruins, the sparks were swept up by the wind, revealing the true bodies of the five ghosts, with five faces and five colors, red, white, black, purple, and blue, fangs and bloody mouths, and the evil spirit was overwhelming.

"Hmph, you are a wicked animal, as a ghost cultivator, you should stay away from the red dust, why are you bullying mortals here. Today, when the poor road meets, the peach wood sword in his hand will not let you wait. ”

At the same time as Jiang Ziya opened his mouth to reprimand, the Dao Spirit Rune flashed on the peachwood sword in his hand, and instantly broke through the air and surrounded the five ghosts in the middle, and the power of the Xuanmen rolled up.

The five ghosts noticed that Jiang Ziya was powerful, so they gave up resistance at that time, and knelt directly on the ground and said: "Shangxian, the little demon knows his mistake, please spare me and wait."

Jiang Ziya smiled coldly after hearing this, and then put away the peachwood sword and said, "If it weren't for the usefulness of keeping you, the poor Dao swear can't stop with you." In the future, I will go to Xiqi with my virtuous brother Song Yiren, and you will have your own use and reward in the future. ”

As soon as these words fell, before the five ghosts could speak, they heard Song Yiren come out and say, "Ziya, when am I going to Xiqi"?

To be honest, he was stunned by Jiang Ziya's words, why did he go to Xiqi in Chaoge, although he said that the king was cruel, but it didn't have much to do with him as a businessman.

And Jiang Ziya used the spirit talisman to collect the five ghosts at this time, and then turned his head and said: "You don't know, the catastrophe is coming, Chaoge should not stay for a long time, it is better to go to Xiqi, these five ghosts will give you self-defense."

Although Song Yiren was a little unclear, he still took it, he knew that Ziya would not lie to him no matter what, anyway, he had earned enough in this life, and he would go to Xiqi if he went to Xiqi.

"Okay, I'll take this first, but now it's important for us to eat first, we haven't seen each other for forty years, and we must have a good drink ......."

Just when the two of them were drinking and talking, in the endless Nine Secluded Mansions, Pingxin Niangniang, who noticed that the five ghosts had been subdued, suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled.

(End of chapter)

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