Chapter 33: King Wen dies
After Huang Tianhua left, Huang Feihu looked embarrassed, ashamed that his godson had no way to arrive.
When the two came to the main hall, a maid had already served wine, and the two sat down as guests, Yang Jiao saw that Huang Feihu was still embarrassed, so he waved his hand: "Tianhua has not been around for a long time, and it is not all your fault, please discipline it slowly in the future." β
Huang Feihu nodded yes, Yang Jiao saw that he still cared, and said, "King Wucheng is here, but there is something else?"
"Didn't you go to the court this morning, right?" Huang Feihu was stunned for a moment, and then said.
"Nope. Yang Jiao shook his head, for Jiang Ziya, he didn't want to beat him to death with a stick, although he had a big advantage at the moment, but this guy was standing behind the entire teaching, which was not comparable to him.
Seeing this, Huang Feihu told him what happened in the court today, but this incident surprised Yang Jiao.
In the early days of this day, Jiang Ziya did not say anything about persuading Li Jing to surrender, but started to play King Wen to build a spiritual platform outside Xiqi City, called Fengshentai, to comfort the souls of the loyal martyrs of the Western Zhou Dynasty who died on the battlefield.
Listening to Huang Feihu's words, Yang Jiao sneered in his heart, "This can be regarded as the Heavenly Heart of the Upper Body." β
He knew in his heart that when the Fengshen Platform was established, this immortal killing robbery would be opened, and he only sighed that this sect of ten thousand immortals came to the dynasty, and he didn't know how many people would be left after the catastrophe?
As soon as I thought of this, my originally relaxed mood suddenly became heavy, and this mellow wine lost its taste for a while.
"My lord, but what's on your mind?" Huang Feihu asked cautiously when he saw Yang Jiao's unhappy face.
"It's nothing, just sigh on this battlefield, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and I don't know how many families are happy and how sad. Yang Jiao had something in his heart, so he casually dealt with Huang Feihu and sent him back.
The news of Fengshentai made him suddenly feel a touch of vigilance in his heart.
Soon after Huang Feihu left, another attendant in the palace came in a panic and hurriedly said: "King Wen Xuanguo has entered the palace to discuss matters." β
Yang Jiao suddenly had a whim, looked up at the sky, and saw a meteor in the daytime, but there was an emperor star falling, knowing that Ji Chang was probably critically ill, and hurriedly entered the palace.
When he entered the palace city, Ji Chang's face was already withered, which was very different from the scene two days ago.
In the dormitory, the queen mother, the queen and the queen were all in tears, heartbroken, Ji Fa, Jiang Ziya, San Yisheng and other princes and ministers were surrounded by the bedside, but the eldest prince Bo Yi was the only one.
Ji Fa, the second prince on the side, looked sad and said: "Father and the king didn't know how to come back today, after returning from the last dynasty, he suddenly fainted, and the qi in his body was all disordered. I've fainted four or five times now. β
Yang Jiao looked at Jiang Ziya, who was standing with his hands down, closing his eyes and meditating, sneered in his heart, and said, "Jiang Cheng is a pedantic celestial, I don't know if he has ever made a move?"
Jiang Ziya raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Chang, and looked at Yang Jiao: "Ziya is only a shallow learner, so he doesn't dare to act rashly, just waiting for the national teacher to use his means." β
"In such a situation, there is not much life. Yang Jiao said straight.
"There is no way for the national teacher?" Jiang Ziya said coldly.
"This is a witchcraft, beyond the reach of manpower, my means can only make King Wen sober up for an hour, and after an hour, the Daluo Immortal will come, and he will not be able to return to the sky. Yang Jiao glanced at the chamberlain and said, "Don't invite all the princes to come soon." β
"Yes!" Many of the attendants peeked at Ji Fa, and when he nodded secretly, they rushed out one after another to inform the princes.
Yang Jiao separated the group of people and reached the bedside, and then pure Shangqing immortal light bloomed around his body, slowly pouring into Ji Chang's body.
At this time, Ji Chang's body was already full of all around, if it weren't for the strong luck suppression of the Western Zhou Dynasty, I am afraid that his soul would have returned to the underworld long ago. Now Yang Jiao forcibly suppressed it with immortal light, suppressing all the lifeless qi in his body, making Ji Chang slowly wake up.
People in the world say that the king is greedy for beauty, but I don't know that this Wen Wang Ji Chang is the real master, after all the princes arrived, Yang Jiao roughly counted, there were ninety-nine, plus a righteous son Lei Zhenzi, just one hundred.
"The king has an hour, so let's explain everything as soon as possible. When the princes arrived, Yang Jiao left at the right time and handed over the time to Ji Chang.
Ji Chang looked at his mother and wife full of pain, and he was also concerned in his heart, but at this time, he obviously had more important things to explain in his heart.
"Bo Yi Kao, come forward, and the rest should stand down. Ji Chang's voice was weak, but it really reached everyone's ears.
The princes wept and retreated with all their courtiers, leaving room for them.
Outside the hall, everyone was kneeling, their faces full of grief, only Yang Jiao and Jiang Ziya were standing, looking different. It's just that the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, and more than ninety are princes, but no one blames them.
"King Wen's time is running out, what are the plans of the national teacher?" Jiang Ziya looked at Yang Jiao.
"What's the plan??, even if you are a prince and general, what good fruit can you have?" Yang Jiao sneered, two fine lights shot out of his eyes, and he looked directly at Jiang Ziya: "It's just that Prime Minister Jiang Cheng needs to know that this big week will never become your Yiyantang." β
"What are these words, Jiang Ziya is loyal and will never do such a thing. Jiang Ziya said.
"Good over there, I hope Prime Minister Jiang can remember today's words. Yang Jiao sneered, then turned around and stopped talking.
An hour later, two grief-stricken cries came from the hall, and Yang Jiao also sensed that the breath belonging to Ji Chang had completely disappeared, and he couldn't help but sigh.
To be honest, Yang Jiao didn't like a hypocrite like Ji Chang from the bottom of his heart, but watching such a king disappear in front of his eyes like this, he still = inevitably sighed in his heart.
Behind him, Taiji and Taiji all fainted, and a cry sounded among the ministers. But what is contained in this cry is unknown.
The door of the hall opened, and Bo Yi Kao came out first, Ji Fa followed behind with a sad face, looking into the depths of Bo Yi Kao's eyes, there were obviously more things hidden.
Bo Yi Kao came to the ministers and said loudly, "Father...... Let's go. β
All the ministers kowtowed and shouted, "Your Majesty ......"
"My father left a decree before his death, and he was appointed as the new king, and the ministers were not allowed to resist. With that, unfold the decree in your hand.
"Your Ministers obey!"
All the ministers bowed their heads in unison, and even Ji Fa behind him buried his head deeply on the ground, but at this moment, the resentment in his eyes was no longer concealed in the slightest.
King Wen died, Xiqi City was in mourning, and under the auspices of the eldest son Bo Yi Kao, the funeral was unprecedentedly grand. Under Yang Jiao's suppression, there was no turmoil in the court.
Three months later, Bo Yi was officially crowned as the second king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, called "King Wu." β
After Bo Yi Kao ascended the throne, he was complacent to rectify Ji Fa's henchmen, but when Yang Jiao did not make a move, he had little effect. Even he was forced by the other party to not leave Miyagi, which made Ji Fa proud and Yang Jiao deeply disappointed.
"Such people in spring and autumn do not have the means and pride to reign over the world. Yang Jiao sneered in the mansion.
"To put it bluntly, the mud can't hold up the wall. Ao Bing next to him teased, he couldn't help but want to complain about Bo Yi's examination, "So naΓ―ve, the throne simply let Ji Fa Xiaoer sit down." β