Chaoge South Gate.

Zishou and six ministers of the cabinet escorted King Wu Cheng out of the city.

After all, he is the uncle of the state, so he must be given enough face.

Wen Zhong, Bigan, Wei Ziqi, Shang Rong, Mei Bo, and Zhao Qi, who had received an appointment from Qishui and returned to Chaoge, all poured wine with Huang Feihu to practice.

Wen Zhong stood on the city gate, watching King Wu Cheng sit down and the five-colored sacred bull rise into the sky, step out, and disappear into the sky with a moo. Suddenly, he felt worried about gain and loss, always feeling worried.

"Your Majesty...the rebels have moved south, and Fang State in the north does not have enough troops to stop Yuan Futong."

"If we wait for Marquis Xibo to lead his troops, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Zishou suddenly looked at Wen Zhong in surprise.

"Grand Master, do you want to lead troops to Beihai to quell the rebellion?"

Master Wen:......

"Old minister, do you really mean this?"

"Old minister, shouldn't you mean this?"

Master Wen suddenly frowned.

Once Beihai rebels, he immediately sends an order to Xiqi to raise troops to put down the rebellion.

He had planned this matter with the king in Jiujian Palace before he killed the Qishui River God.

He knew this arrangement well.

How could I come up with the idea of ​​going to Beihai in person out of nowhere?

Zi Shou nodded.

"The Grand Master really shouldn't have this idea."

"Now that the cabinet has just been decided, you are the chief assistant of the cabinet and shoulder the important task of annotating the memorial to the world."

"How could you leave Chaoge and go to Beihai?"

"Is there no one in our business? Let you, an eighty-year-old man, go to the battlefield?"

Wen Zhong: "...Your Majesty, I am a spiritual practitioner, and my lifespan is thousands of years. Eighty years is the beginning of my lifespan."

Shang Rong was shocked when he heard this, his eyes gleamed, and he looked young again.

"Longevity for thousands of years!"

"Master, have you become a bastard now?"

Wen Zhong's old face twitched, holding back his anger, fearing that a slap would send this old man to the Taiyuan Hospital again, but Shang Rong's words made him vomit blood in anger.

"Grand Master, no, Lord Chief Assistant, look at me, do you still have a chance to cultivate immortality?"

"I also want to be a thousand-year-old bastard."

The amount of support the child receives.

Master Wen closed his eyes, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then said one word.

"Certainly!"

Shang Rong immediately stood there, his expression stiff, and everything he wanted to say was held in his mouth.

Wen Zhongdao:

"As the chief minister of the cabinet, I care about my subordinates."

"Since the old prime minister wants to cultivate immortality, he should stand on this city wall for a day."

"At this moment, the morning sun is rising, the purple air is coming from the east, and the dew is beginning to fall. It is a good time to drink wind and eat dew."

"This wind should be the northwest wind. The northwest wind comes from Kunlun. It is rich in immortal energy and is most suitable for practice."

"Old Prime Minister, please smoke for a long time first."

"This body-fixing technique will be released at noon."

Shang Rong:……

"Old Master, can I say something bad?"

Wen Zhong: "Feng!"

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Old man!

His mouth was frozen.

All the ministers were trembling, and no one dared to intercede with Shang Rong.

The corners of Zi Shou's mouth twitched and the corners of his eyes twitched. He felt that forming a cabinet was really wise.

He never wants to see this kind of minister again.

The gods will rise.

He was going to take advantage of the national luck buff and go around collecting corpses to expand the prison team.

"The old prime minister is old and gets thirsty easily. Remember to give him more water."

Before leaving, Zi Shou gave instructions about the guards of the city wall.

Shang Rong suddenly shivered and felt uncomfortable in his lower abdomen.

"Shang Rong, you really want to die!"

"I have been cautious all my life. Why do I suddenly lose control of my mouth when I am old?"

Shang Rong felt extremely regretful.

Just now, he felt his whole body trembling, his energy and blood became excited, and he blurted out a bunch of nonsense.

Now that I think about it, it's really not his style.

Shang Rong suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from his crotch: Ouch! I want to relieve myself!

Guard: Old Prime Minister, would you like a drink of water?

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Straightforward approach to great business.

During his six-year reign, Emperor Xin mobilized the most labor, took the longest time to start, and spent the most money on the imperial project.

This road, with Chaoge as the center, leads directly to the four seas and wastelands, all the princes and eight hundred countries.

After five years of practice, the main road was finally completed.

Xiqi, the end of the Great Shang Road, leads directly to Xiqi City.

Outside Xiqi City.

There is a quaint long pavilion in front of the inn door.

There are bluestone-carved tables and stools in the pavilion. Fresh fruits are placed on the table, and a chessboard is in the middle.

A young man with a scholarly temperament and an old man with deep eyes were chatting while playing chess.

"Father, I have just received a tip-off that Yuan Futong of Beihai has rebelled."

"The time to start the army is one year earlier than you deduced."

The old man had a calm expression and said calmly:

"The secrets are unpredictable."

"For us mortals to be able to catch a glimpse of the secrets of heaven is already disrespectful."

"How can you predict that things will happen as expected and that every second will be accurate?"

After that, the old man took out a wooden disk. In the disk, two long needles pointed at the positions one and twelve respectively, and there was also a thin needle that kept beating.

"When it comes to minutes and seconds, our king is a genius."

"The invention of the clock allows us mortals to control time."

"It's a pity that our human race can no longer obtain merit. Otherwise, with this one thing, the longevity king who supports and changes pillars can reach heaven in one step and become an immortal with merit."

The young scholar sighed.

"Father, you praise Emperor Xin more than your sons and ministers."

"Have you forgotten that we are going to rebel?"

The old man glanced at the young scholar calmly, and the young man suddenly became silent and did not dare to say anything.

"rebel?"

"Whose rebellion?"

"I just want to do what a son of man should do."
To be continued...