Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

King Zhou raised his eyelids, his eyes shimmering, "So, isn't it a game of gods?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jiang Ziya was neither humble nor overbearing, yet respectful.

"It's him?" King Zhou glanced at the sky outside, Jiang Ziya didn't speak, neither affirmed nor refuted.

King Zhou understood his attitude.

"That's all, fortunately Jiang Aiqing is here, so I won't be tricked." King Zhou's heart was heavy, the vassal kingdoms were always in constant war, and he knew that the situation was already in front of him; he couldn't afford to ignore it.

Eventful autumn.

"It's what the minister should do."

King Zhou pondered for a long time, then looked at Jiang Ziya, "The immortal Jiang Aiqing invited is now in Chaoge City?"

"Here I am."

"What is the identity of your nephew? Would you like to tell me?"

"This..." Jiang Ziya hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth, "He is the third generation disciple of Jiejiao, named Donghua, and his full name is Shaoyang Jun of Donghua Zifu; he is the ninth direct disciple of Jiejiao, and the king also Knowing that Wenzhong is a disciple of the Jiejiao; Donghua joined the Jiejiao before Wenzhong, and is Wenzhong's senior brother."

Brother?

King Zhou pondered a little in his eyes, Donghua was too young, even with white hair; Wen Zhong looked like a bad old man compared to him.

"Jiang Aiqing continued to talk and listened attentively."

"I don't know Donghua's origin, probably only the young senior sister knows; but his cultivation base is very advanced, and I can be sure that his combat power is among the top ten in the cut-off teaching." Jiang Ziya said intermittently.

King Zhou picked the ones that were useful and listened, "The little senior sister Jiang Aiqing is talking about is the master of the Shaoyang Lord of Donghua Zifu?"

"It's Master."

"Yeah." King Zhou understood, "Your little senior sister, how much do you know?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head, "Young Senior Sister is a closed-door disciple personally handed down by the sage of Jiejiao, and I am a disciple of Renjiao. When I joined the sect, I heard that Miss Jiejiao is already a powerful person; people who cultivate immortals have practiced for many years, and I am a latecomer. They belong to different religions, and they have almost never met each other. What I know is only rumors from the outside world.”

"So mysterious?" She was excited, "Why don't Jiang Aiqing talk about the three religions?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ziya told him about the deeds of the Three Religions, then turned around and asked, "Is there anything else you want to know, Your Majesty?"

Having said so much, he has nothing to say anymore.

"It's true that the three religions belong to one family." King Zhou sighed, "I don't know which vassal state is competing with the lonely Cheng Tang?"

"." Jiang Ziya was silent.

"Why, can't you say it?" King Zhou's aura suddenly came, Jiang Ziya shook his head, "Now it has been shown, and the king will know soon."

Seeing his stubbornness, King Zhou wondered in his heart whether he could not speak out, so he stopped embarrassing him.

"That's all." Withdrawing his momentum, he continued to ask: "Then your nephew is willing to become an official in the court?"

"If he is willing, he is willing to be regarded as a national teacher."

Jiang Ziya shook his head again, "Donghua has no intention of entering the court, but will help us behind the scenes."

King Zhou's regret was beyond words, and it was a pity that such a great man could not be invited into the court; therefore, he turned around and dismissed Jiang Ziya, summoned Bigan, and had a secret talk with Bigan for most of the day.

Early the next morning, Bigan did not go to court, but went to Jiang Ziya's mansion; Jiang Ziya, a senior official, had a mansion closer to the palace.

The concierge knew that it was Prime Minister Bigan who came, and he was still holding a gift in his hand, saying that the master was not in the mansion.

"Prime Minister, please go back, the master has not returned from the court, so it is inconvenient to receive guests."

"The truth is coming to visit Lord Shaoyang of Donghua Zifu, please pass it on." Holding the gift box in both hands, Bigan said to the concierge.

The porter shook his head, "There has never been such a person as Shaoyang Jun of Donghua Zifu in the house."

"What about your master's guest? A guest in purple with white hair."

The concierge thought of the person who happened to see the courtyard next to the main courtyard one day, "There is such a person, please wait a moment, and the villain will pass it on."

"Thank you." Prime Minister Bigan waited outside the door.

The concierge trotted to Donghua's courtyard to report, "Guest, there is a person from outside the house to visit you."

"Who is it?" Donghua put down the bamboo slips he was looking at and asked.

"It's Prime Minister Bigan."

"Bigan?"

What is he here for?Could it be that King Zhou asked him to come?
"Prime Minister, please come in." After Donghua finished speaking, the concierge hurried back, "Prime Minister, the guests would like to see you, please follow the villain."

Prime Minister Bigan thanked him again, and followed the porter to Donghua's courtyard; when he stepped in, the porter had turned around and walked back to his original post.

Donghua waved his hand and took out the teapot and small clay stove to make tea, and invited him.

After Prime Minister Bigan sat down, he put the gift box on the stone table, neither of them spoke.

After Donghua made the tea, he served him a cup, "The visitor is a guest, try our tea."

Prime Minister Bigan didn't say anything, just picked up the cup and took a sip; his mouth was full of fragrance, not as bitter as the current tea, "good tea, sweet and delicious, I don't know what kind of tea it is, but it's so delicious."

"It's just an ordinary tea that I got by chance." Donghua also poured himself a cup, sipping the tea lightly.

Prime Minister Bigan smiled, "You are the Shaoyang Lord of Donghua Zifu. Your Majesty heard about you from Dr. Jiang and was very curious about you. I wanted to thank you in person, but I was afraid that you would refuse to see me. You can only send me to visit."

Bigan's honorific title and self-proclaimed name have changed, and he dare not put on airs in front of him.

"What did Ziya say?"

Bigan raised his eyebrows, "Ziya admires Lord Shaoyang very much. He said that you are among the top ten fighters of the Jiejiao, and he is very respected."

"Miao Zan, thanks to Master's cultivation." Donghua smiled lightly. At this moment, it was as if the snow between the heaven and the earth had melted, full of warm spring, "Prime Minister Bigan is here, Ziya knows?"

"Doctor Jiang doesn't know, it's also the meaning of the king."

Donghua's smile faded a little. It seemed that King Zhou didn't trust Jiejiao either; but, what did that have to do with him? His task was to assist Jiang Ziya.It's just that King Zhou's actions are really unlikable and not open enough.

"Don't blame Shaoyang Lord." Bi Gancheng apologized immediately.

"It's okay." Donghua smiled lightly, "Then Prime Minister Bigan is not only here to visit, right?"

Prime Minister Bigan smiled wryly, and braced himself to respond, "It is the king who wants to invite you to be an official in the court, and is willing to worship you as a national teacher; now, the calamity is approaching, and there is not much difference between your assistant abroad and being an official in the court song. Since In this way, it is better to enter the court as an official, the king very much hopes that you can enter the court."

Not so.

Donghua knew that King Zhou hadn't been fooled, he had enough ambition and ability; letting Bigan come here was really a clever move, Bigan had a clever and exquisite heart, he was upright and awe-inspiring, and he acted quite magnanimously , which Donghua appreciates.

If it's someone else, he doesn't have the patience to talk to the other party.

"Shaoyang Jun, I don't know if you would like it?" Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, and even a little lost in thought, Prime Minister Bigan asked.

"The prime minister went back and told King Zhou that Donghua didn't want to be restrained, so he accepted it with good intentions."