surnamed Wang

The old gods were thrown into reincarnation, suddenly leaving many positions vacant, and there was an urgent need for some new gods to take over their responsibilities.

In line with the principle of nepotism, Wang Biquan took the lead in giving the position of the God of Gluttony to Immortal Gu who followed him all the way.

When the golden Gu insect buzzed and appeared in the hall of the shrine, all the ancient gods were trembling in their hearts. This kind of beetle was specially created to deal with them. Back then, it killed hundreds of ancient cultivators in one fell swoop. Eat their flesh and blood and fight to achieve the realm of saints.

Immortal Gu is a hermaphrodite, even if there is only one left in the world, it can reproduce endlessly.

Wang Biquan had a bit of a bad taste, and used divine power to transform him into the form of Lu Xiaoxian.

Immortal Gu bowed softly, a bit more charming than the famous actors in the capital back then. Even though the ancient god present was used to seeing wind and waves, he still felt his eyes were shaken.

Wang Biquan was quite satisfied with his masterpiece and continued the process of conferring gods. Except for the two important positions of God of Light and God of War, all other positions were filled.

Among the people below, the most anxious person is Pu Wen. He has known Wang Biquan for hundreds of years and has a deep friendship. There is no reason why he should not be granted an official position.

While he was waiting eagerly, Wang Pingquan suddenly held his chin and looked thoughtful. Then he seemed to remember something and disappeared in a flash.

……

Jiuyuan, Dynasty, In the palace, a white-haired old man in a yellow shirt was playing chess with another old man of the same age.

The two were evenly matched, and the entire chessboard was about to be occupied. Just when the last piece fell, a big dragon belonging to the old man in yellow was slaughtered in an instant.

He seemed to be used to it. He glanced at the old guy opposite who was smiling but not smiling, leaned on the back of the chair and said:
"Old Liu, is it fun to do this all the time?"

"Your Majesty, it's very good."

"Then look at this game of chess. Does it look like your nine tribes?"

The old man in green shirt smiled helplessly and said while packing up the chess pieces:
"Your Majesty, you always scare me like this. Is it interesting?"

"Very much."

The two went back and forth, and finally they were evenly matched. The old man in yellow picked up the tea cup and suddenly sighed:

"It's a pity that Guan Changsheng failed to live up to his expectations and retired early. Otherwise, how interesting would it be for you two to continue bickering in the court?"

After speaking, he looked at the other party and said:
"Old Liu, tell me the truth, who are you, and why are you better at calculating than Qin Tianjian?"

The old man in green shirt stopped, thought for a moment, and showed an enigmatic smile.

"Your Majesty, if I say that I come from the future, would you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it. I am still an immortal who came to the world, but my immortal power has been sealed."

Hearing these outrageous remarks, the old man in green shirt just thought that the other party was teasing him, shook his head and smiled and stopped talking.

These two people were Wang Yijing and Liu Baoqing.

……

Thirty years ago, Wang Siheng came to Beijing and proclaimed himself emperor, and all the subordinates who accompanied him were rewarded.

The emperor was suspicious, and few people could feel at ease after winning the throne through rebellion. Not to mention that on the day of the enthronement ceremony, Wang Yijing risked the injustice of the world and killed the previous emperor. This move not only did not arouse criticism from the military commanders present, but instead caused widespread concern. They all showed joy on their faces and took the opportunity to express countless thoughts.

Since then, Wang Siheng, who had always been open-minded, became suspicious. He often got angry in the court for no reason, killing chickens to scare monkeys, criticizing mulberry trees and scolding Sophora japonica.

Fortunately, he still had Guan Xuanzai and Liu Baoqing by his side. They came up with a way for him to imitate Song Taizu and release his military power over a glass of wine. They tried their best to reduce major issues to minor ones, so as not to end up with the emperor and his ministers fighting each other.

On this day, Wang Siheng held a separate banquet for several powerful confidants in the name of rewarding the three armies. Everyone was not a fool. They knew that this was probably a Hongmen banquet. Before leaving, they arranged everything properly and went to the palace to attend the banquet with the intention of seeking death.

After all, Wang Siheng was born in the military, and no matter how small-minded he was, he was still much better than the literati who only played around with power and private fights all day long. Everyone sat around the round table and drank happily regardless of priority.

At first, everyone had doubts and was cautious. After drinking for three rounds, they made some extremely vulgar jokes, cursed a few obscene words, and joked with each other, and the atmosphere became less formal.

Seeing that he was almost done drinking, the new emperor took advantage of the strength of his drink and started to get to the point:
"These days, I have trouble sleeping and eating, and I can't sleep at night. Sometimes I dream about Zhaoqi demanding my life, and sometimes I dream about my ancestors holding family laws in their hands to teach me a lesson.

I specifically asked the officials of the Qintian Prison. They said that my sin was too serious. I took something that didn't belong to me, and I didn't care about my old relationship. I caused the death of my nephew. If I don't fix it in time, I'm afraid the Wang family will be in danger. "

"May I ask Your Majesty, where does the danger come from?" The person who spoke was Ji Hong, Minister of War.

Wang Siheng sighed heavily, and the big man actually shed tears. "Since Taizu Wang Mu, the dynasty has been governed by culture. I have conquered the world by force, which is unfilial. After the war, the city was devastated and the people were displaced. This is unkind.

The dynasty is now suffering from internal and external troubles. Internally, the battle at Anyang Mansion resulted in heavy casualties and the treasury was empty and weak. Externally, Yelu Chuxiong is eyeing the enemy, invading the border every year, and will send troops southward if not careful.

I am afraid of bearing the infamy of being the king who subjugated my country, so I want to reorganize our military strength and focus on the northern line. As for other places, we will save as much as we can and try to maintain the precarious situation. "

"This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. I will definitely spare no effort to support your majesty." A military attaché said seriously.

Wang Siheng looked ashamed, drank all the wine in the cup and said:

"It's just that if this is the case, the military power in the hands of all my dear friends will inevitably be weakened. This will make me appear cautious, as if I am specially guarding you."

"What did your Majesty say? We have been together through life and death, blocking each other's arrows and carrying knives. Our friendship is far beyond that of outsiders, no matter what they gossip about!"

"That's right, even though Your Majesty is administering the government according to plan, even if it means our lives, the brothers are willing to sacrifice their heads."

The military attachés didn't know whether they were really stupid or not. After a few glasses of wine, they developed a deep friendship and expressed their loyalty one after another.

Wang Siheng's face was full of emotion, he shed tears again, filled the glass with wine, stood up and said:

"Brothers, please drink this cup with me."

"May the dynasty prosper for generations to come!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank together, and the whole room was filled with excitement.

……

In the Criminal Prison, the moonlight was just right, and a young man was leaning against the cold wall, looking at the scenery outside through the narrow window.

Under the moonlight, a big mouse got in through the gap in the window railing and crawled all the way along the wall to the corner.

"Damn it, I met a tabby cat on the road and chased it for several miles, but it killed me."

Of course it was not the mouse that spoke, but the three-inch little man on its back.

"What did you hear?"

"They were sitting there drinking, talking about reorganizing the troops and weakening military power. The generals seemed quite moved, and the drinking became even more lively."

As the villain spoke, he combed the fur of the big mouse beside him. This was his newly acquired mount, nicknamed "Gray Dragon". He knew human nature well and consumed half a corn every ten miles.

Wang Yijing leaned against the wall and said with a faint smile:
"Taozi, have you ever heard of 'a cup of wine releases military power'?"

"Hey, then you really underestimate me. My master told me a story about an emperor who let his generals delegate power."

The young man nodded and chuckled:

"Wang Siheng wanted to reduce his power but also keep a good reputation. Those people were willing to accompany him in this drama. In this way, my life was saved."

Taozi was feeding the mouse on the side and curled her lips and said:
"You don't need to be suspicious of others. This person's mind is not as big as mine. If you ask me, you have already taken your revenge, so just resign and wait for the master to pick you up. Don't get involved in these things anymore."

"As long as Wang Siheng can keep his word, I really don't care about the military power. But then again, is the current royal family really not of my Wang family?"

Taozi nodded and said:

"The master said that maybe a descendant of the Wang family wanted to be a father, raised a son for someone else, and even passed the throne on."

"..."

"The master also said, just do whatever you want and do it boldly."

"What I want to do most right now is to have a hot bed with my wife and children."

Wang Yijing picked up a straw and lay down on the moldy thin straw mat.

... (end of this chapter)