This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 64
After getting the answer, Zishou left the Prison of Immemorial Emperor. The answer made him restless for a long time.

But other than that, he couldn't think of a better answer.

Zi Shou was sitting on the Bafang table, groaning silently, suddenly there was a scolding sound from outside the door, and then someone pushed the door open and entered.

It's not someone else.

It was Jiang Wenying, Queen of the Central Palace.

Behind him, two guards were pressing a masked man, who was yelling and yelling to let go.

"Let go of me, do you know who I am!"

"My queen, you misunderstood me!"

Zishou couldn't help being stunned when he heard this sentence, the voice was so familiar.

Not others.

It is Wang Ziqi.

Zishou waved his hand thoughtfully and said:
"Let go, let go, this is Prince Ziqi."

Loosening Ziqi from left to right, he straightened his clothes quickly, then took off his scarf in shame, and knelt down to salute.

"My lord... this is a misunderstanding."

Seeing that the one she had captured was a prince, Queen Jiang hurriedly saluted and apologized.

The two guards kowtowed in fright.

Zishou signaled the guards to give Ziqi a seat. He took a sip of King Yu's wine in his hand and said curiously:
"Brother Wang, why don't you come to my palace to hear the congratulatory gifts from the grand master's mansion?"

Ziqi muttered for a long time, feeling ashamed, and said:
"Brother Wang...Brother Wang secretly drank the medicinal meal cooked by the queen for you."

puff……

The wine in Zishou's mouth sprayed Ziqi's face, Ziqi was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

Zishou was speechless and said:
"Brother Wang, what's the reason? Is the Ni Palace so poor that you have nothing to eat?"

Ziqi bowed his head and said in shame:
"The last time I saw the king, I slapped the Qishui River God away with one palm. So I... I guessed that the thing in the cup that the king drinks every day may be a panacea that can cultivate immortals."

"So... so, I quietly entered the palace... and secretly drank the medicinal food."

Zishou raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a half-smile:

"Brother Wang, it's a rule of heaven that kings can't practice. How can Gu cultivate immortality? Gu has been very strong since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he could support beams and change pillars, drag nine cows backwards, and shoot a god. It's not a problem, right?"

Ziqi was stunned and speechless. He didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally said repeatedly:
"No, no problem."

Zishou waved his hand, signaling them to retreat.

Ziqi hurriedly hid his face and fled in shame.

Seeing that Ziqi's back disappeared, Jiang Wenying restrained her expression, walked up to Zishou virtuously, kneaded her shoulders, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, Prince Ziqi, did you really just steal a few bowls of medicinal food?"

Zishou looked at Wei Ziqi who was fleeing in a hurry, knocked on the sandalwood table, and said lightly:
"Isn't it? I'm afraid only he himself knows."

Zishou waved his hand after speaking.

In the dark place outside Shouxian Palace, several black shadows followed immediately.

Zishou stood up, picked up the wine in his hand, drank it all in one gulp, and said:

"The merchants of the Xibo Dynasty were imprisoned, and the Weizi carried the weapon and went to the wind. The emperor's wrath and disaster poison, if you are in the sea, there is no abyss."

"Three days later, I will arrest Xibo in Yuli."

As soon as Zishou's voice fell, hurried footsteps sounded again.

"Is it very lively today?"

Zishou looked up, and found that the grand master came in armor and was in a hurry.

After hearing that the grand master entered the door, he fell to the ground and knelt down:

"Your Majesty!"

"The old minister is really going out of the city this time!"

Zishou had never seen Wen Zhong lose his composure like this before, so he couldn't help being curious:

"The old grand master has always been in front of the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his face, why is he so groggy today?"

Wen Zhong sighed:

"The old man's only son, Wen Tian, ​​was kidnapped and taken away."

Zishou was stunned.

kidnapping?

He then fell silent and knocked on the table.

I heard that the grand master of the three dynasties, the new position of Prime Minister, has great power, who will come to tie up his only son at this time?
Except for the immortals in the sky, Zishou couldn't think of anyone who would have the courage to do such a thing.

Immortal gods of the heavens, have you acted like this?

Are you kidnapping people?

In order to lure Wen Zhong away, he really spared no effort.

Zishou waved his hand, signaled Wen Zhong to get up and sit down, and said:
"Is there any clue?"

Wen Zhong sighed and said:
"According to the servant's recollection, there was a Taoist with a big belly who acted suspiciously at that time, and it is very likely that he did it."

"The Taoist has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He is wearing a green Taoist robe with a wide robe and a big show, with a huge sack wrapped around his waist..."

Future Buddha Maitreya?
Before Wen Zhong finished speaking, Zi Shou already knew who it was.

"I know."

Zishou said lightly.

It is said that Wen Tian is the only heir born by a good fate after Wen Taishi went down the mountain.

Zishou didn't know much about this character who didn't appear in the fixed number of gods.

All I know is that he is free and easy by nature, and he doesn't want to be an official in the court. He is very popular in Chaoge City and has a wide range of contacts.

However, there is a shortcoming. He thinks highly of himself. He is over [-] years old and has never married a wife and had children.

Once said, there is no woman like me in the world who deserves to enter the door.

It is said that this sentence once offended the empress of the harem, who was hung up by Wen Taishi and beaten with male and female golden whips for three days and three nights.

Wen Grand Master is a little anxious, his son has been tied up, why is the king so calm?
Who knows.

Before he opened his mouth, he only heard Zishou speak into the air.

"Come out, it's time for you to make meritorious deeds."

After Zishou's voice fell, he heard that the grand master was in a state of astonishment, and saw that the void was suddenly filled with soft white light, and a lotus platform appeared, and a seven or eight-year-old boy sat on the lotus platform.

The boy is dressed in white, combs his hair with Western hair accessories, holds a rosary, and mutters words in his mouth.

"I have seen Lord Warden."

He looked up and looked around, eyes deep in thought.

"Is this the world I used to exist in?"

"Will Bailian live or die now?"

Under Wen Zhong's dull gaze, Zishou slapped Bailian boy into the bluestone slab, and said lightly:
"You want to ride a wooden donkey cart again?"

The boy shut up immediately, clasped his hands together, and his voice came from the ground:

"sorry."

Wen Zhong was stunned.

He pointed at Bailian boy, suppressed his excitement, and coughed:

"My lord, this is the boy Bailian who escorted the saint to sit down."

Zishou nodded.

Wen Zhong raised his voice:

"Shouldn't he be bewitching the rebels in Beihai now?!"

Bailian boy pulled his head out from the bluestone slab, glanced at Wen Zhong, kept his mouth shut and eyes still, and a childish voice came out from the void.

"Isn't this the Grand Master Wen who Master has been trying to kill?"

Wen Zhong: ...

"Thank you saint for caring!"

Wen Zhong's face was as black as charcoal, but seeing Zi Shou's face was full of smiles, he explained:

"Yesterday, the Qishui River God went to the North Sea, killed all the monsters in the North Sea, and captured this Bailian boy."

"Now, he is alone."

Wen Zhong was startled when he heard the words, and said in disbelief:
"how is this possible?"

"The Qishui River God is no more than the early stage of the Celestial Immortal, and the Bailian boy was already at the peak of the Celestial Immortal before the Three Emperors and Five Emperors."

"My lord, don't you want to lie to me?"

Zishou waved his hands and said with a smile:
"How could Gu deceive an old official in his 80s?"

Wen Zhong didn't believe it at all, and suddenly said:

"Where are the Beihai rebels?"

Zishou laughed and said:

"The Beihai rebels surrendered on the spot, and Grand Master Du inserted a dark line to take over 20 troops."

"Now, they should be almost at Xiqi."

"Not surprisingly, Beihai's good news will be delivered to the cabinet tomorrow."

Zishou's voice fell like thunder.

Grand Master Wen was stunned, he couldn't feel the pain even after a few strands of his beard were pulled off, and he felt even more shocked than losing his son.

"Before the fight started, the Beihai rebellion was resolved?"

"Lao Du's dark web, when did it become so powerful!"

"It doesn't take a single soldier to take over an army of 20..."

and many more!

Wen Zhong suddenly widened his eyes.

"Where did the rebels go??"

(End of this chapter)