The King of Fortune

Chapter 252 Jiang Ziya Was Dumbfounded
Don't hide here in Xiqi, and enjoy watching the green water surround the green mountains.Huang Ting's two volumes faded, and the golden carp smiled.The warblers in the willows sang and sang, and they slid by the shore to listen to the gurgling.The sky is full of flowers and dews open to auspiciousness, and the clouds break through the sky to see the moon.

On the banks of the Wei River, Jiang Ziya sat alone under the hanging willows, floating his fishing rod on the green waves, and composed songs for himself.

Taking off this armor, Jiang Ziya felt relaxed. There are no state affairs, no Han Rong, no troubles and disputes here, only the mountains and rivers, and feel the beauty of nature. This is the real return to nature.It's a pity that after such a leisurely life, he will go back to preside over the overall situation in a few days.

At first, he was fishing with a straight hook because he was waiting for the Ming Lord, but this time, he was waiting for the news of a person's death.

"The disciple has met Uncle Jiang."

Yang Jian rushed over in a hurry, with a heavy expression on his face.

Jiang Ziya's heart sank, and he quickly asked: "Yang Jian, why are you here, but something happened to set up an ambush and Han Rong ran away?" According to what he thought, if everything goes well, it should be Ji Fa who personally invited him back to the west. Qicheng, not Yang Jian, came to see him.

Yang Jianlai can only explain one thing, this time the plan to annihilate the enemy failed.

Yang Jian said: "Master Uncle, something is wrong. Master Burning Lantern set up an ambush for Han Rong in the palace not only failed, but lost Master Uncle's life."

"what!"

Jiang Ziya was shocked, grabbed Yang Jian's arm, and asked what was going on.

Yang Jian didn't hide anything, and told the story of the battle, which he also learned from Ran Deng.

Jiang Ziya's eyes widened when he heard the words, he suddenly felt blurred and fainted, Yang Jian was startled, he quickly supported him, and pinched him.After a while, Jiang Ziya woke up faintly.

The Nanji Xianweng is a big brother who interprets and teaches. He chases after the teacher Ran Deng all his way. He is not in the middle of a murder. Like the Great Master Xuandu, he is a first-class fairy figure. Such a person died in Xiqi, Jiang Ziya's heart All hope is lost.

Yang Jian persuaded: "Uncle Shi, you old man must cheer up."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but sigh. It's unbelievable that someone like Master Dieng Deng, who was unprepared for his mental calculations, still lost in the end.This defeat, the situation festered, he didn't know what to do next.

Jiang Ziya glanced at him, and quietly said: "Yang Jian, you have been with me for a long time."

Yang Jian said: "Return to Master Uncle, the disciple has been down the mountain for several years."

"Then tell the old man why Han Rong has been able to win so many times. No matter what kind of expert I send out from Chanjiao, I still can't eliminate him. Compared with him, the old man is the chosen one."

Jiang Ziya smiled wryly in his heart. This time, in order to trick Han Rong, he bet on the position of the prime minister, but he lost nothing.Ran Deng lost the plane, can he return to the position of the prime minister, and why do he go back.

Yang Jian was silent for a long time, before saying: "Master, don't think so. You are recognized by the Three Realms for holding the list of gods and beheading generals. How can Han Rong be compared with your old man?"

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head, and suddenly said: "Yang Jian, you go back, the old man wants to be alone for a while."

Yang Jian glanced at Jiang Ziya, nodded, and left the bank of the Weishui River. His uncle resigned from office and went into seclusion. It was meaningless for him to follow King Wu. If his uncle could not return to the position of prime minister, he could only return to Yuquan Mountain to practice.

At this moment, Yang Jian's heart was extremely heavy, and his eyes were a little confused.

……

After Yang Jian left, Jiang Ziya pondered for a long time, then suddenly dropped his fishing rod, and went to Chaoge by taking advantage of the soil. He suddenly wanted to meet Song Yiren.The journey was full of wind and dust, and he came to Songjiazhuang. Seeing that the gate was still there and the green willows were still there, he walked to the door and knocked on the door.

"I'm coming!"

An old voice came from inside, and then a senile old man pushed open the door. Seeing that it was Jiang Ziya, he was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into tears.

Jiang Ziya's expression moved, and he cupped his hands and said, "I've seen brother Yi, but I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and brother Yi is so old, it's embarrassing."

Song Yiren wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and hurriedly said: "Time is not forgiving. I never thought that I would be lucky enough to see my virtuous brother at the age of my brother's death. God treats me well."

After finishing speaking, the two joined hands and walked to the thatched cottage to sit down. Song Yiren tremblingly poured tea for Jiang Ziya.Jiang Ziya wondered: "Brother Yi, why don't you let the servant serve you?"

Song Yiren sighed and said: "Ziya, since you left, the world of Chaoge has changed, brother Wei's previous business has been cut off, in order to make a living, he can only sell it, but it's a pity that he lost all his money. The only way is to dismiss the servants, and my children and grandchildren are not around during the day, so I can only do these things myself."

But Jiang Ziya said: "Brother Yi, I have been an official in Xiqi these years, and my family is quite prosperous. After a few days, someone will send you some silver taels, and you can spend money to hire a few servants to serve you."

Song Yiren said: "Brother, I can live as a brother, how can I ask for your silver taels. You have been an official in Xiqi for more than ten years, but it is going well."

Jiang Ziya was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yi, I have been prime minister in Xiqi, and even King Wu would call me prime minister, and all the officials respect me very much."

"That's good, my virtuous brother is a strange person. You can't show your talents in Chaoge. Now in Xiqi, if you work hard as an official and benefit the people, you will not be in vain. You don't have to worry about this brother. Since Empress Daji After his death, the king changed his nature, became diligent and loves the government, and he is not as harsh on the people as before, and now the people of Chaoge are getting better and better."

Song Yiren chattered and said that he was at home all day, and he was about to get sick from boredom. He was happy to see his foster brother whom he hadn't seen in more than ten years, and he naturally talked more.

Jiang Ziya was a little surprised, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yi, King Zhou is a senseless and foolish king who will only bring disaster to the people. Don't be fooled by his illusion."

But Song Yiren said: "My dear brother, if you don't believe me, you can go to Chaoge and take a look for yourself." Song Yiren also knew a thing or two about the war between the imperial court and Xiqi, but it was a state matter and had nothing to do with him as an old man.

Jiang Ziya nodded, and asked about Ma Shi again. In his life, he only had one wife, and that was Ma Shi.Although they went their separate ways after a letter of divorce back then, he still missed her a little in his heart.

Song Yiren sighed: "Mr. Ma is an unlucky person. Not long after my good brother left, she was unmarried and lived alone. She died of a serious illness five years ago, and now she is buried on a slope five miles away. "

Jiang Ziya's complexion changed slightly, and he couldn't help sighing. After he calmed down, he chatted with Song Yiren for a while before getting up to leave.

(End of this chapter)