Manjushri believed that Jiang Ziya could be a sharp knife, and one knife could penetrate the Yin and Shang dynasties, and the dead end could be revitalized.

The king is wise, knows people and uses it well; all officials use their lives, and the officials are strict... For a dynasty, this is the best era, but for Manjushri, this is the worst result.

His mission was to corrupt the fate of the Shang Dynasty and lay the foundation for the rise of Xiqi.

But who would have thought that everything was ready, but it was stuck at the beginning of him.

If the Shang Dynasty did not cause chaos, it would be impossible to expand the killing disaster that belonged to them, the Golden Immortals of the Anarchy Sect, into the killing disaster that swept across the three realms. And the Golden Immortals who suffered all the killing disasters would definitely die in the disaster.

Therefore, even if it is just to survive, he must do his best to make the Shang Dynasty turmoil!

But now it seems that if Jiang Ziya is a sharp knife, then Shen Gongbao is like a whetstone. Although it may sharpen the knife sharper and sharper, it will also sharpen it brittle and thinner. Over time, the whetstone is still a whetstone, but the sharp knife may turn into a broken blade!

...

Jiang Ziya, who is only in his seventies, cannot compare with Manjushri and Su Jin in any scheming or scheming. However, as the core figure of the Age of the Gods, his wisdom is no less than that of anyone, so he clearly feels that Manjushri is disappointed with him, although this disappointment is unreasonable!

After all, in this game, Jiang Shang is just a tool of Manjushri, the puppet in the other party's hand. Manjushri himself could not beat Shen Gongbao, but blamed the tools in his hand for not being able to do it. How could such behavior be reasonable?

After a long silence, Jiang Ziya tried hard to suppress the messy thoughts in her heart and advised again: "Senior Brother, the situation is not as good as others, so we have no choice."

"I know, I just can't swallow this anger. Ziya, after you enter the court, you must be successful and help me recover the grievances I have suffered over the years!" Wenshu reached out and patted Jiang Ziya on the shoulder, in a deep voice, and gave high hopes.

Jiang Ziya: “…”

Why should I help you with things that you can't even do?

Master said that I may become the leader of the gods in the future, but not now, how can I help you?

The general trend drives people's hearts, and people's hearts drive the entire era forward.

Jiang Ziya was carried in the torrent of this era, and had no room for resistance, and could only carry the weight silently and move forward...

The next evening, the sunset shone in a slanted light. The two most powerful people in this world came to Jiang Ziya Gua Hall again, instructing the servants to forcibly disperse all the people in the lobby.

"Jiang Ziya, what are you thinking about?" King Zhou asked bluntly.

"My minister, Jiang Shang, pay homage to the king." Jiang Ziya walked around the hexagram table and bowed his head.

King Zhou smiled and said, "The Taoist priest doesn't need to be polite. Let's hear what I'm going to do with you next?"

"Please give me some advice."

"As my aide, the consultant minister needs to accept my inquiries at any time. Then the place where I live must not be too far away from me, but it is not convenient for foreign ministers to live in the palace. Therefore, I thought about it for a long time last night and decided to arrange you in the national teacher's mansion. Didn't you say that you want to be on par with or even surpass the national teacher? Get in close contact with the national teacher and find the gap between you, which is more conducive to your growth." King Zhou said.

Jiang Ziya was stunned.

Manjushri, who was hiding in the hexagram hall, was shocked.

What is the difference between letting Jiang Shang live in the National Master's Mansion and a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?

"King, I think..." Soon, Jiang Shang came to his senses and immediately refused.

King Zhou waved his hand and forced himself to interrupt, "The one who is close to the vermilion is red, and the one who is close to the vermilion is black. Letting you enter the National Master's Mansion itself represents my value and expectations for you. This matter is decided, National Master, you are responsible for arranging Lord Jiang's food, clothing, housing and transportation."

"Yes, the king!" Su Jin smiled.

Jiang Ziya: “…”

Seeing the two of them singing and making up their minds for him, Jiang Ziya seemed to be hit hard on her forehead, and she was confused.

"It's getting late, Ziya, let me go back to the mansion!" At this time, Su Jin suddenly came to Jiang Ziya, grabbed his sleeve, and looked like a wolf grandmother who was catching the little white rabbit. Even the teeth on her smiling face seemed to be flashing with a cold light.

"National Master...National Master, don't drag me!" Jiang Ziya was frightened and struggled to compete for his robe.

"King, I will settle Master Jiang first, and I won't send you back to the palace." Su Jin forced Jiang Ziya out of the hexagram hall and turned around and said.

"King, I have something to say." Jiang Ziya suddenly pulled the door frame with his right hand and shouted into the room.

King Zhou turned his head and pretended that he didn't hear anything.

Even though he knew that Jiang Ziya was unhappy in the court, he believed that if a national teacher was watching over this guy, he would not think of any waves if he could use all kinds of means...

Soon, Su Jin forced Jiang Ziya to the National Master's Mansion, let go of his sleeve and said, "Jiang Ziya, do you want to know the truth?"

Jiang Ziya: "???"

This inexplicable sentence made him forget how to answer for a while.

Su Jin looked at his eyes without blinking and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to know... your future destiny?"

"Ha..." Jiang Ziya came to her senses and sneered: "If it weren't for this sentence, you would have almost scared you."

Su Jin said: "Don't get me wrong. I didn't see your future with my own eyes, nor did I know your future through divination and calculation. Instead, I predicted your ending through what you are going to do now."

Jiang Ziya waved his hand and said, "No need to say the national master. I am proficient in divination and calculation. I do business that estimates good and bad luck, so I won't bother you."

Su Jin didn't care and waved, "If it's still early today, let's go and have a drink with me. We will discuss the general trend of the world at the table, and you and my destiny."

Jiang Ziya took a breath, and with the idea of ​​being at peace since he was here, he silently followed the other party and came to a flowerbed, in countless strange blood-red flowers.

There is a path for single people among the flowers. The middle part was hollowed out and a four-corner pavilion was established. The breeze bent the waists of the flowers and filled the pavilion with a faint fragrance.

"Sit." Su Jin greeted Jiang Ziya and sat on the jade-like stone bench. He waved his sleeves to summon a jar of strong wine, two porcelain cups, and poured the wine into his own cups, without any airs as a national teacher.

"Thank you, sir." He smelled the fragrance of flowers and wine from his nose, and felt the quiet atmosphere here. Jiang Ziya's original terrifying heart seemed to gradually stabilize and said sincerely.

Su Jin raised his wine glass at him and smiled and said, "Let's go first and then talk about the matter."

Jiang Ziya was stunned and then burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!