My Immortal Brother-in-law

Chapter 48: A Certain Sword Is Not Disadvantageous

"Zhou Hou, long time no see!"

In the imperial court of the Shang Dynasty, Shang Rong was the first to greet Ji Li who stepped in.

Facing Shang Rong, Ji Li smiled slightly and waved his hand disdainfully.

"How many times have you seen me, kid? It's almost like asking your father to come and tell me that it's been a long time since we last met."

After he finished speaking, Ji Li looked at the throne with a frown.

Looking at the empty throne, Ji Li glanced at the ministers around him with dissatisfaction and asked.

“I arrived in Yindu three days ago and have been waiting for three days.

Today, the king has summoned me to the court to meet him, so why is it that now that I am here, the king is not in the court?

Haha, is the king still dissatisfied with the fact that I sent troops out without permission?
As for Your Majesty, I have to tell you in person how much spoils we have obtained this time.

Whether it is slaves or money, I have robbed too much, so I need to form a large team to slowly send them to Yindu as tribute.

So it’s not that I came here without bringing anything, Your Majesty, please don’t ignore me just because I come here empty-handed.

Where is the king? Doesn’t he want to see an old man like me?

If the king is really dissatisfied, I will cut off my head and give it to him to make him happy. Haha!

So what about the king? "

As he spoke, Ji Li looked ferociously at Zixian, the leader among the officials.

Since the king is not here, the eldest prince Zixian has the most say.

Looking at Ji Li, whose eyes were as fierce as a lone wolf, Zixian pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

Zhou Hou has always been like this. This veritable war god of the Shang Dynasty dared to make noise and trouble in the court even during the era of the tyrant Wu Yi.

So, Zixian tolerated Jili's disrespect, then stepped forward and bowed and said.

"Thank you, Lord Zhou. My father is ill and cannot see you for the time being. I summoned Lord Zhou today because I have two questions for you!"

After he finished speaking, Zixian took a step back and then knelt in his seat.

At the same time, all the ministers around cooperated and returned to their seats, leaving Ji Li the only one standing in the hall.

The moment he heard what Zixuan said, Ji Li couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The situation seems to have gotten worse. Why is Tai Ding sick?

Didn't we hear before that he was in good health? There is news that on the seventh day after the death of Grand Tutor Zhong, when Tai Ding appointed Wen Zhong's son as Grand Tutor, Tai Ding even started dancing with the drums.

It's only been a few months and Tai Ding is so sick that he can't see anyone?
What a joke!
While thinking, Ji Li took the cushion handed to him by the eunuch and sat down.

Then he straightened his body, propped up his knees, and asked with his neck straightened.

"Is the king ill?
It can’t be a heart disease!

Never mind, since the king doesn’t want to see me, His Royal Highness the Prince will do.

If your Highness has anything you want to ask me, please feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know!"

"Well."

Zixian nodded, then glanced at Bigan standing beside him.

After receiving the look from his elder brother, Zi Gan straightened up and asked Ji Li word by word.

"May I ask Lord Zhou, when Grand Tutor Zhong was fighting against the Guifang army and 400,000 soldiers were killed, why didn't you help them when you were in charge of Xiqi?"

The moment Zi Gan finished speaking, all the ministers in the hall glanced at Ji Li with their tiger eyes.

Facing the ferocious Shang officials, Ji Li grinned, stroked his beard and said, "I, Ji Li, went to the battlefield at the age of twelve, led the army to the west and north at the age of sixteen, and fought 126 battles in my life without a single defeat!
I am sitting here right now. Who dares to say that I am afraid of fighting? Who can say that I am afraid of fighting?

When Grand Tutor Zhong arrives in Xiqi, we will send him a million grains and fodders, and I will lead 60,000 cavalrymen to fight with the Grand Tutor.

But the Grand Master looked at my food and grass and said the more the better, but he avoided me and my army like a lion or a tiger. He only took my money and food, and wouldn't let me and my Xiqi army even leave Xiqi!
Then the Grand Master left Xiqi, passed through Xiguan, entered Guifang, and resisted the barbarians, confronting them for a full three months and twenty-two days.

They confronted each other for so long that I had no idea when the decisive battle would begin. By the time I received the news, the Grand Tutor's army had been completely wiped out, and the decisive battle only lasted for half a day!

The Guifang people diverted the flood water from the Hunhe River to flood the Taishi, but water and fire were merciless, and the army collapsed that day, with only a few returning!
Even if I leave as soon as I receive the letter, it will take at least ten days to reach the site of the decisive battle. In this situation, how can I save him? If it were you, could you save him?
I want to see who has the final say, the eldest prince, the second prince, or you, the little brat who has been glaring at me?

Others only glare at me with two eyes, but you use three!
Dare you open the hole between your eyebrows a little wider!"

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, Ji Li broke the table in front of him. His momentum overwhelmed the officials of the Shang Dynasty so much that they were speechless.

The power of the Shang Dynasty's God of War, Xibo Zhouhou Jili, can only be suppressed by the king now.

However, while others were afraid of Ji Li, Wen Zhong was not. After hearing the old man Ji Li humiliating his Heavenly Eye, Wen Zhong stood up and pounced on Ji Li.

"A widower insulting me really deserves a beating!"

"Hey kid, you're really brave, and you're worthy of the title of Grand Master!"

Looking at Wen Zhong rushing towards him, Ji Li was not afraid. Instead, he stood up directly from his kneeling position.

He threw his long beard behind his shoulders, clenched his fists and rushed towards Wen Zhong.

"I want to see how clearly your three eyes can see!"

boom!
Ji Li punched Wen Zhong on the nose, causing Wen Zhong to shed three lines of tears.

"Old man, sneak attack, take my move!"

Wen Zhong endured the pain, raised his knees, and hit Ji Li's belly hard.

At this point, the old man and the young boy were completely entangled in a ball, and even the imperial guards couldn't pull them apart.

Wen Zhong studied under the Golden Spirit Holy Mother and has been practicing Qigong since he was young. Although he has not yet achieved immortality, his physical fitness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Ji Li learned magic from an alien, and was also taught by many demon elders such as Bai Ze and Qiong Qi.

Even if it was the remnants of the Wu clan on the barbarian side, Ji Li could chase them down with a painted halberd and beat them up, let alone a mere immature Wen Zhong?
Just like that, with neither side using any magic weapon, although Wen Zhong tried very hard to hold out for half an incense stick, he was eventually pinned down by Ji Li and beaten severely.

Not long after, Wen Zhong was beaten by Ji Li so hard that he couldn't even open his third eye.

Seeing Ji Li being so ferocious, everyone around was filled with emotion.

In the past few days, Wen Zhong had already proven that he was the best in close combat in the court. But even Wen Zhong, who was the best in close combat in the court of the Shang Dynasty, was beaten by Ji Li...

No wonder Ji Li was able to win battle after battle, he really deserves the title of the Great Shang God of War!

At the top, seeing that A Zhong was no match for Ji Li, Zi Xian covered his forehead helplessly.

I have met Ji Li so seldom that I underestimated this old guy...

While expressing his emotion, Zixian quickly took two steps forward and personally blocked Jili's fist.

If we don’t stop him, Zhongdi will soon lose his human form. If such a Zhongdi rides on Qilin, it will be hard to tell who is Zhongdi and who is Qilin!
"Everyone, stop it! How can you fight in front of the palace? Stop it now!"

While holding Ji Li, Zi Xian shouted loudly, and finally pulled the two apart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ji Li stopped, Wen Zhong jumped up from the ground, and roared with his unrecognizable swollen face!
"You keep hitting me in the face. Someone come and get me the male and female whips. I want to fight this old devil to the death!"

"You little bastard, after losing in fist fights, you still want to compete with weapons, huh!
Your weapon may be powerful, but my sword is not bad either!

Come here, bring me my Qiongqi painted halberd, I will teach this little bastard a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)