"What are you doing, what is this! Is that really a martial king?"

"Naturally, I'll lie to you," Yang Jian saw Li Jing's anxious appearance, and suddenly wanted to laugh, "If you don't believe it, we'll leave." ”

Li Jing hurriedly shook his head, looked at the Martial King Ji Fa sitting in the hall in front of him, and sighed lightly.

"Go in, don't let the king wait for a long time," Yang Jian looked at Li Jing and said with a smile, "If the prince of Wu can't persuade you to come, then I won't mention the matter of persuading you to enter Zhou." ”

These words fell on Li Jing's ears, which really made Li Jing feel quite embarrassed, and he could only smile bitterly.

Regardless of anything else, King Wu originally inherited the position of Xibohou, although he was incompatible with Dashang at this time, but his status was much higher than that of Li Jing, the chief soldier of Chentangguan.

What's more, Li Jing is also a monk, and he can feel the majesty of the human emperor on King Wu, and he doesn't dare to be rude to King Wu.

"Li Jing, the chief soldier of Chentangguan, meet King Wu," Li Jing clasped his fists and saluted, and King Wu got up and helped him.

Yang Jian smiled beside him: "Nezha, why don't you take me to the backyard for tea?"

Nezha nodded decisively in agreement, ignoring Li Jing's stern eyes, and went out of the front hall with his senior brother and went to the backyard to chat.

The matter of persuading Li Jing naturally fell on King Wu, who did not care at all, sat there with a calm gaze and extraordinary bearing, and chatted with Li Jing in three or two sentences.

They are talking about governing the country and the people, and it can be regarded as King Wu's consideration of Li Jing.

Although Li Jing was a little entangled in his heart, gradually, he also had a good impression of the monarch of a country sitting in front of him, and only felt that this was a good lord of Ming, who was worthy of his own desperate assistance.

King Wu did not mention the matter of entering Zhou, and it took an hour to talk with Li Jing alone.

During this period, the Yin family also personally brought tea to the front hall, and the maids and servants also continued to send some refreshments, lest there be inadequate hospitality.

"Senior brother, you say, can the king convince my father?" Nezha plucked an orange, stuffed a petal into his mouth, and ate it happily.

Yang Jian was drinking tea and listening to music on the side, and the few singers raised by Li Fu were quite good, "Don't worry, the moment King Wu appeared, your father had already agreed to enter the Zhou." King Wu probably understands this, so it's just a small talk, so that your father doesn't have too much pressure. ”

"Why?" asked Nezha, puzzled, "Have you already said it?"

"There is no sound," Yang Jian said with a smile, "If your father really wants to observe the festival for the Shang King, the gate will not let the Martial King enter." You are here to guard the Martial King, and I will go to the Dragon Palace to call some helpers. ”

Ryugu?

The corners of Nezha's mouth twitched, "Senior brother, what kind of helper are you going to the Dragon Palace, why don't you go to Kunlun Mountain and ask our elders to help." ”

This guy still has some prejudices about the dragon clan, after all, there was something that forced him to death back then, although Nezha would not go to the dragon clan for trouble, but he was a little resistant to the dragon clan itself.

Of course, my sister-in-law is not among them.

Yang Jian smiled but did not say a word, got up and walked two steps, and had already performed the escape method, out of Chentang Pass, and into the East China Sea.

In just half an hour, there was an extra rain cloud over Chentangguan, and Yang Jian also returned to the study of the Li Mansion.

"How's the talk?"

"What? Oh, senior brother, you said that the king and my father? They have already started to talk about the art of war and martial arts, and just now my father also danced a sword," Nezha sighed, "If it goes on like this, I am really worried about my mother." ”

A few green tendons jumped out of Yang Jian's forehead, Nezha, this guy, he knows too much.

Nezha: It's just a matter of hearing and seeing.

"Let's go, I'm going to urge it," Yang Jian looked at the sun, "If you don't go back, it's estimated that there will be chaos." ”

It is also true that King Wu can't stay outside for too long, especially if they sneak out like this, it's no wonder that the entire royal court is not chaotic.

Yang Jian took Nezha back to the front hall, and seeing that King Wu and Li Jing were talking, Yang Jian coughed lightly, "King, it's time to go back, we didn't say hello to the other ministers when we came out, I'm afraid they will all go crazy now." ”

"Okay," King Wu sighed unfinished, "Lone and General Soldier Li had a very happy conversation, very speculative, let's stop today, next time I have a chance, I will talk with General Soldier Li at night!"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Why doesn't the king invite General Li to join Zhou as an official? ”

It's coming, it's finally coming.

Li Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and waited for King Wu to answer.

Sure enough, King Wu opened his mouth and said: "General Li Bing, I am willing to enter the Zhou State with a general, I don't know what General Li wants?"

Li Jing groaned a few times, this time he was happy, knelt directly on one knee, clenched his fists and bowed his head, "Li Jing is not talented, thanks to the king's love, he has sent people to persuade him several times and three times, and today the king is even more starry and night, spanning tens of thousands of miles, how can the last general not agree? I am willing to repay the king's wrong love with this life!"

"General Li, please get up!

King Wu helped Li Jing up, and said softly: "If you can get General Li's help, you can be as lonely as a tiger with wings!"

"The king praises falsely, the prime minister is the genius of the world, and the ministers dare not compare with the prime minister. ”

Li Jing was modest, and immediately said that he would rush to Xiqi in half a day, and dismiss the servants and servants at home, and choose a good general to guard Chentang Pass.

Yang Jian said: "General Li doesn't have to worry about Chentang Pass, I have asked the Dragon Clan to take care of this place, and I will definitely not let the people here suffer from military disasters." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of dragon groans outside the hall, and the two dragon clan elders shouted in unison:

"On the order of Erlang Zhenjun, our people have sheltered Chentangguan for a hundred years! ”

Li Jing's eyes suddenly sighed with emotion, the Martial King was a little novel, but in order to maintain the demeanor of the king, it was not easy to show too obviously, so he could only keep making eyes at Yang Jian and urging him to go quickly.

King Wu just wants to see the real dragon clan.

Yang Jian immediately said goodbye, and on the grounds that Zhou Guo was afraid of chaos, he took King Wu out of Li's mansion and left Nezha in Chentangguan to 'supervise', so as not to delay Li Jing's time.

"Can the prime minister take Gu to meet the dragon clan for a while?"

"King, don't be playful," Yang Jian admonished, although the words were a bit nondescript, which made King Wu a little embarrassed.

King Wu is in the prime of life, and the word 'playful' is really ......

Entering the clouds, Yang Jian led the two elders of the Martial King and the Dragon Clan to meet, and the two elders also gave Yang Jian face, bowed respectfully to the Martial King, and called him the 'Emperor of People'.

King Wu somewhat felt the weight of the title of 'Human Emperor', but unfortunately, at this time, the immortal fan was separated, and he was no longer able to cultivate, just a mortal who lived a hundred years old.

Bidding farewell to the Dragon Clan, Yang Jian used Xuan Qi to hide his body and rushed back to Xiqi with King Wu.

On the way, King Wu continued to sigh about today's events, and made an appointment with Yang Jian to come out next time to hang out, Yang Jian agreed with a smile on the surface, but in his heart he pushed this matter until after the end of the gods.

Along the way, King Wu continued to ask questions about the east and west, Li Jing had said a lot about Yang Jian before, and King Wu became more and more curious about Yang Jian at this time.

"Orphans often listen to the older generation tell the allusion of Erlang splitting the mountain to save his mother, that Erlang is the prime minister?"

"Well, it should be me. ”

"The prime minister is still a legendary immortal, disrespectful and disrespectful," King Wu laughed twice, "The Jade Emperor of Heavenly Court is the prime minister's maternal uncle?"

"Sort of, my mother was the sister of the Jade Emperor when she was reincarnated, and she can be regarded as my uncle......"

King Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept saying that he wanted to go to the Yang Mansion to formally meet the old lady and admire the light of the princess of the lower heavenly court.

Although, I've actually seen it a few times before......

When he was about to reach the border, King Wu suddenly sighed, "After the prime minister is to be crowned a god, do you have to leave?"

Yang Jian silently did not answer, naturally acquiescing to this statement.

"Lonely...... I'm a little reluctant to be the prime minister, it's better to let this door catastrophe drag on for a few more years," Ji Fa turned his head to look at Yang Jian, "Although I have a hundred brothers, and now I am the lord of a country, and I have been supported by the prime minister to become the so-called human emperor, but I can't help but feel a little lonely in my heart." ”

"Those who achieve great things have to bear more than others," Yang Jian replied.

Ji Fa nodded lightly, "Maybe, can the prime minister agree to me?"

"The king said first," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I don't dare to accept it indiscriminately." ”

Ji Fa smiled dumbly, Zhou Capital City was already in sight, and this eastward tour could be regarded as over.

King Wu said: "If my life comes to an end, can the prime minister go to the underworld judge for me to say a few kind words, so that I can have some immortal fate in my next life and roam on the road of cultivating immortals?"

Such a request can also prove that King Wu does not have the delusions of 'long life' and 'immortality', and it can be regarded as a clear stream in the emperor's family.

Yang Jian said solemnly: "Don't worry, the king, the underworld ...... I'm familiar. ”

King Wu laughed a few times, and the whole person seemed to be a feather ascending immortal, and the imperial aura was a little stronger.

Yang Jian lowered his head from the clouds and fell straight to the palace, which had become a pot of porridge at this time, a group of ministers and guards were running around, and there were hundreds of people kneeling in the front hall, as if they were being held accountable by the inner court.

King Wu shouted: "Lone is back!"

Yang Jian blessed it with Xuan Qi, so that the voice of King Wu spread throughout the city, and the ministers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when King Wu landed, this group of ministers rushed up to be a 'death admonition'.

What country cannot be without a king for a day, and if a king suddenly disappears, the whole kingdom of Zhou will be in chaos...... and so on, so that Yang Jian, who was hiding on the side, had a big head for a while.

On the other hand, King Wu listened with a smile all the time, and it was indeed not easy to accuse the ministers.

In the end, this farce ended with Yang Jian's 'abduction' of the king being fined for half a year.

The group of old ministers dared to persuade King Wu, but no one dared to offend Yang Jian, so King Wu Cheng euphemistically mentioned it, and asked Yang Jian to inform them when he wanted to take the king out in the future.

Yang Jian solemnly agreed, and a minister asked what happened last night, but Yang Jian did not elaborate, but said that the king had accepted a good general.

Half a day later, the good general came to the door.

A cloud flew from the east, and the first person was wearing armor and holding the golden Linglong Pagoda in his left hand, it was Li Jing.

Yang Jian calculated in his heart that Li Jing could help him a lot when he came, at least the position of the commander of the southern route of the Eastern Expeditionary Army was not to worry......