When Li Changshou first sneaked into Chaoge City and chose the position of the six ministers, he had thought about it carefully. After a few comparisons, he finally chose to be the emissary.
Of course, the main reason why he chose to become an emissary was definitely not because it was in the most leisurely position.
He used Bian Zhuang’s virginity as a guarantee. If he did not mean what he said, Bian Zhuang would maintain his pure Yang body for the rest of his life.
Li Changshou was an ordinary minister of the Heavenly Courts. He was the Jade Emperor’s number one strategist. He was not a famous old immortal in the Primordial World. He was the only junior brother appointed by the Great Daoist Master of Ren School. He could not be restrained by the matters of the mortal royal authority.
History officials were considered special existences in the mortal dynasty. However, most of the time, the officials had to write whatever the emperor asked them to write.
There was a rule in the Shang Nation. The king could not punish the emissary. At most, they would secretly arrange for assassinations and sudden deaths.
The emissary did not have to do much. He had a group of officials under him who were in charge of recording the sacrifices, expeditions, and celebrations of the Shang Nation.
Li Changshou had previously been in charge of studying the history of the human race in Chaoge City. Occasionally, he would appear and tell everyone a story about the human race. He would gain a huge reputation by talking about the strange happenings of Emperor Huang Xuanyuan and his three thousand concubines.
The Xuanyuan harem was filled with spiritual wealth of the Primordial World’s human race.
He naturally understood.
Di Yi passed, and Di Xin ascended to the throne. Many things happened on the rainy night. The troops were in chaos, and corpses filled the door of the palace. However, at the tip of Li Changshou’s brush, there was only one sentence left.
“Di Yi has passed, the eldest son of the first wife, Zi Shou, will accede to the throne as Di Xin.”
After writing that line in the court of the Great Emissary Institute, Li Changshou placed the resignation letter that he had prepared in advance on the desk. He summoned his assistants and reminded them warmly.
“Lord, why are you suddenly resigning?”
Li Changshou smiled and said, “I’m already old. My stamina is weak, and my eyes are blurry.”
After saying that, he stood up. The few of them hurriedly supported him, but he raised his hand to stop them.
There was no need for him to go to the Great King Palace when he was resigning from the Shang Dynasty. He could just leave a letter.
The reason for quitting was commonly used in old age. If one were to say that he admired the outside world and wanted to live a carefree life, he would be a true “noble and virtuous person” in the eyes of the literati of Shang Nation.
Li Changshou did not want to be famous. He used the simplest excuse.
He walked out of the Emissary Residence and sat on the ox cart that he had already called over previously. He lay on the soft cushion comfortably and watched the white clouds leisurely head towards the city gate.
There were no citizens sending them off, and no one was watching.
Just like when he arrived, he left quietly.
He did not bring away a cloud, nor did he bring away the dreams of a young girl.
It was meaningless for him to continue staying in Chaoge City. Di Xin had already taken her place, and the wheels of the killing tribulation had already begun to move quickly.
Although he had changed many things, the script of the Heavenly Dao had not changed fundamentally.
What had he done in Chaoge City all these years?
Actually, he had done many things, but compared to the general trend of the world, they were all trivial matters.
However, no one came to send him off. It was really a little…
“Lord Emissary! Lord Emissary!”
A familiar shout came from behind. Li Changshou’s mouth twitched.
‘He might as well not come.’
The ox cart swayed and stopped outside the city gate. However, he saw Wen Zhong leading a group of soldiers and guards leaping over. They kept shouting behind him.
Li Changshou jumped down from the ox cart and placed his hands in his sleeves.
Wen Zhong rushed over, got off the horse, and cupped his hands in a Dao salute. He asked anxiously, “Emissary, is there anything you’re unhappy about regarding the new king being established?”
“I’m not unhappy about that.” Li Changshou smiled and said, “I can’t always play in the human world. The conflict in Chaoge City has temporarily ended. I should go back.”
Wen Zhong frowned and pondered. He wanted to ask him to stay, but he felt that his status was too different from Li Changshou.
He could only say, “I have yet to listen to your teachings. It is really a pity for me to see you return like this.”
“Hahaha.” Li Changshou waved his hand. “Junior Master, oh no, Grandmaster, you are too polite. Come and sit here. I’ll have a drink with you and chat.”
Li Changshou turned around and walked towards the forest not far away.
Wen Zhong hurriedly followed and took another step forward. “I’ll make some arrangements.”
When he walked into a place that mortals could not see, Wen Zhong activated the barrier and pointed out tables and chairs. He chased away the mosquitoes in the forest and placed two pots of wine.
When Li Changshou sat down, Wen Zhong had already filled his wine glass.
Li Changshou smiled and said, “There’s no need to be reserved. Let’s sit together.”
“Yes.” Wen Zhong’s disciple bowed and sat opposite Li Changshou. He now had the appearance of a middle-aged man.
Wen Zhong sighed softly and said in a low voice, “I’ve embarrassed myself in front of you, Uncle-Master. The things in the mortal world are naturally like children playing around for you…”
“You underestimate the human race.”
Li Changshou turned around and looked in the direction of Chaoge City.
“Mortals do not cultivate, so they are selfish and lustful. The hearts of mortals are complicated. It is dozens of times more complicated than the Middle Continent, especially in the imperial court of the mortal. Although there were many people in cahoots, it was also a good place to train his Dao heart. By the way, Wen Zhong, how should I deal with my two brothers?”
“He’s not dealt with.” Wen Zhong smiled and said, “It’s not bad for him to accept this. Both his brothers are considered to be unscrupulous towards him. Now, he’s only given an idle position and is detained in the residence.”
Li Changshou asked curiously, “Could it be that Di Xin wants the name of benevolence?”
Wen Zhong pondered for a while and said, “In the royal court, the henchmen who colluded with the two princes will be executed tomorrow.”
Li Changshou was rendered speechless.
“Alright, it’s probably another emperor’s cultivation technique.”
“Uncle-Master, what do you think?” Wen Zhong asked softly.
Li Changshou smiled and said, “Now, I don’t dare to say that to you easily. If you take it to Jie School and say that I’m the one who criticized Di Xin, Disciple-Nephew, who is more important to you now?”
“Of course, the disciples of Jie School are the most important,” Wen Zhong said seriously. “If not for Master’s nurturing, would I be here today?”
“Then?”
“However, the Jie School is also looking for a way to break through the Great Tribulation,” Wen Zhong said. “If the Great Tribulation corresponds to the change in the royal authority of the South Continent, wouldn’t it correspond to the Shang Dynasty? Previously, Jie School had won for a while. My fellow disciples of Chan School had retreated again.”
Li Changshou said, “Do you think that Jie School has won both times?”
Wen Zhong was stunned. He asked, “Uncle-Master, did we lose?”
“I won’t talk to you about that anymore.” Li Changshou shook his head. “I can’t take sides and treat both sides equally.”
Actually, it would not benefit Jie School if Di Xin successfully ascended the throne.
However, Wen Zhong and Di Xin were getting closer. The relationship between Jie School and the Shang Clan was becoming stronger. Chan School was probably happy to see that happen.
From the perspective of the great sects, the possibility of the Shang Dynasty changing was still the highest.
In other words, although he had won a small battle in the palace today, he might not necessarily win the overall situation of the world.
The initiative was held by an existence that was far from what Di Xin could imagine.
“How’s the Goddess of Fire Spirit recently?”
“I went to the border to be a general.” Wen Zhong smiled bitterly and said, “I wanted to help Senior Sister, but she said that she wanted to make a name for herself and even told me not to interfere.”
“Hahaha!”
Li Changshou clapped and chuckled. “Disciple-Niece Huo Ling is quite stubborn.”
“Ah…”
Wen Zhong sighed dejectedly and said, “Previously, many of my fellow disciples have asked me to arrange some errands for them in the mortal world and let them come and show off. Now is the time for the Great Tribulation. It doesn’t matter if I lose Wen Zhong. If I implicate my fellow disciples, Wen Zhong will really feel uneasy.”
“Really?”
Li Changshou squinted and chuckled. He said, “Disciple-Nephew, don’t tell me you want to probe me and see if you can let more disciples of the Jie School enter the Shang Dynasty.”
“This…”
Wen Zhong immediately felt a little awkward. He stood up and bowed with a Dao salute. He hurriedly said, “Uncle-Master, you’re really wise. I can’t hide my thoughts from you.”
Li Changshou’s smile gradually disappeared. He said calmly, “Wen Zhong, based on what you said just now, it would not be overboard for me to kill you on behalf of the Grandmaster of Heaven.”
Wen Zhong frowned and asked, “Uncle-Master, if you feel that I did something wrong, I’m willing to accept the punishment. However, I don’t know what’s wrong.”
Li Changshou said, “The Heavenly Courts pushed for the separation of immortals and mortals. However, you allowed outsiders to become officials in the South Continent. That itself is a heaven-defying act.”
Wen Zhong tried his best to argue. “However, Uncle-Master, the Great Tribulation is imminent. This matter is just a temporary solution. Qi Refinement cultivators are officials in the South Continent. They don’t covet pleasure or bully mortals. What’s wrong?”
“You are not the bystanders. How do you know that others are like you? If an immortal plays with mortals, how many mortals will be destroyed?”
Li Changshou paused for a while and immediately said firmly, “The rules are just empty words. It’s only the rules that are implemented to the end!”
“Then why didn’t the Heavenly Courts stand up to protect the rules when I entered the mortal world with the fellow disciples of Chan School?”
“When the Great Tribulation is in operation, there should be chess pieces. You have already entered the chess game,” Li Changshou said calmly. “Do you really think that the Heavenly Courts are completely unaware of this matter? What am I doing here? I’m just looking at you!”
Wen Zhong could not help but be silent. He stood there and frowned.
Li Changshou downed the wine in his cup and sighed. “The Dao is no longer easy to plot. Wen Zhong, do your best.”
“Uncle-Master… Ah.”
Wen Zhong sighed softly and was about to speak when Li Changshou stood up and walked towards his ox cart. He took a step and appeared at the edge of the forest.
The faint Dao runes that circulated during the process shocked Wen Zhong. He even forgot to chase after it.
He heard a voice transmission. It was Li Changshou’s advice.
“The path to immortality is eternal peace. What is the meaning of the mortal world being disturbed? Don’t wait until it gets out of hand before you reflect on yourself.”
Is it shallow enough?
There won’t be any misunderstanding, right?
Wen Zhong had really lost himself in the words ‘Junior Master’. A third-generation disciple of Jie School had arranged the fate of the entire Jie School.
She even came to make an exception for him!
If Jie School dealt with the Great Tribulation, they would shrink into a ball like a turtle shell.
Wen Zhong had already become the evidence that the calamity had caught.
Li Changshou really wanted to scold Wen Zhong to wake him up. Unfortunately, that would offend the Heavenly Dao and be unfair.
Li Changshou flipped over and jumped onto the ox cart. He rested his head on his arm and pretended to sleep. The ox driver, who was driving the cart, sat at the side and shouted in a low voice. The green ox walked with its four hooves and slowly walked into the distance.
After Li Changshou left, Wen Zhong walked out of the forest. He looked confused and disappointed.
Wen Zhong began to reflect on whether what he had done was right or wrong. He had already placed Di Xin and Da Shang in a more important position.
Wen Zhong looked at the ox cart that Li Changshou was riding and fell into a daze. Only when the ox cart circled around a hill and disappeared into the valley did he turn around and return to Chaoge City.
“Young Master, I have learned three new poems today!”
“Young Master, you don’t have to worry. It has been strange since you were born. You have been through many calamities. The reason you can survive until today is all because of your tough life. You have long seen it.”
“Young Master, do you think that the territory of the Shang Dynasty can still be expanded? After the snow mountain in the extreme north of the map, is there still a world?”
Young Master, is the disadvantage of the Shang Dynasty really just me?
“Young Master…”
“Grand Tutor, are you going back to your own residence or the palace?”
A sudden shout beside his ear disrupted Wen Zhong’s thoughts.
Wen Zhong returned to his senses and unknowingly returned to the city. He was not far from his residence.
“Let’s go back to the palace. Forget it. Let’s go to the palace.”
Wen Zhong said in a low voice. At that moment, he realized that he was already the Grand Tutor of the Shang Kingdom. He had great authority. He could not be called Zi Shou anymore. He had to call him King.
King, the world is too big. There are too many capable people. We are just a drop in the ocean.
Perhaps only a true expert like Uncle-Master Changgeng could be considered carefree and at ease.
However, in the South Continent, which was protected by the Heavenly Rules and was about to become the battlefield of the two sects…
If I don’t fall, the Shang Dynasty will not collapse.
“Giddy up!”
Wen Zhong’s feet lightly touched the horse’s belly. He sat on the horse and galloped on the empty road in front of the palace gate.
A few days later, seven to eight hundred kilometers north of Chaoge City, an ox cart slowly stopped in front of a magnificent temple. The historical figure of the Shang Nation, who had just resigned, calmly found this place.
Li Changshou looked up at the plaque of the temple and nodded with a smile.
At the Goddess’s Temple.
Yes, I’ll try my best to deceive him later and try to become an honorary abbot.
Leave Chaoge. Come to the temple and wait for the Shangjun carriage to arrive.
Di Xin arrived. The Great Tribulation would begin in less than ten years.
Hence, nine years later.
…
“Li Jing! We can’t be husband and wife anymore!”
At Chentang Pass, in the backyard of the military headquarters.
A high-ranking servant sat on a rattan chair in the shadow of the fake mountain. Beside him, a maidservant was holding a large oil cloth umbrella. There were two servants at the side waving a fan and watching the farce in the pavilion.
It was comfortable.
It was comfortable.
Li Jing’s anxious voice sounded.
“Madam, Madam, listen to my explanation! Jinzha is cultivating well. Didn’t we use the Shadow-Retaining Ball to take a look? He has received a lot of care in Chan School. He is already a young man and is full of energy. He will send us a letter every year, right?”
“I’m talking about Muzha! Muzha is only nine years old!”
“Yes, yes. This is not because Jinzha’s performance was outstanding and helped the Li family gain some pride. That’s why the experts of Chan School came over and wanted to accept Muzha as their disciple.”
Li Jing sighed and said, “I can’t bear to let my son go either. However, my son’s masters are all experts. This is also an immortal opportunity. Didn’t you see Daoist Ci Hang before? She looks very kind. She definitely won’t beat or scold Muzha.”
“You! Ah!”
Yin Shi sighed softly and sat by the bed, crying.
Li Jing hugged his wife and said a few words of apology. Then, he joked, “Madam, the five elements are short of three now. We have to continue working hard.
I’ll have to rely on you, Madam!”
“Are our children for you to count the five elements?”
“Of course not, of course not.” Li Jing smiled and said, “Madam, you have also cultivated an immortal spell. The rest of your life is long. It will be lively if we have a few more children. Madam, think about it. When Jinzha and Muzha return from their studies, wouldn’t it be a beautiful thing for our family to be lively and healthy?”
“Ah.” Yin Shi sighed and said, “Can’t we take care of the next child?”
“However,” Li Jing hurriedly said, “I swear to Madam that I will personally teach our sons and not let them go out to cultivate.”
“That’s more like it.”
“Madam, why don’t we try now? We might be able to get a daughter…”
“Pui! It’s still daytime. Aren’t you ashamed, Lord!?!”
Li Jing immediately chuckled and stood by the window with Yin Shi in his arms. He looked at the clouds in the west.
That’s right. Muzha had just been taken away by Ci Hang.
When Muzha became a disciple, there were still some twists and turns. Even Perfected Pu Xian, who had been “reserved” previously, wanted to take in a disciple. In the end, the two Perfected Ones discussed and Daoist Ci Hang firmly won.
Before Muzha acknowledged his master, Li Jing used the same trick again and educated him as a man.
Li Jing had three axes of parenting—training in the military camp, suppressing demons, and deep discussions.
The effect was indeed good.
Li Jing was already prepared to welcome Nezha. It was unknown when Senior Brother Taiyi would move.
However, Li Changshou checked the book that he carried with him in advance and realized that he was not far from Nezha’s reincarnation.
Although Li Changshou could not directly cheat like the Jade Emperor and ignore the obstruction of the calamity and deduce the Heavenly Dao, he could obtain a lot of useful information with the help of these “small items”.
After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not safe.
Li Changshou pondered for a while and had a plan in his heart. A paper effigy rushed to the Qianyuan Mountain.
He had to be steady and consider all aspects.
Ling Zhuzi, who was also Little Nezha, might not be as important as Yang Jian in the “Project X’s Disappearance”, but he was after all a junior who he had “watched grow up”. He was a loyal descendant of the Grand White Palace and could not let him suffer.
