Fengshen: I, King Zhou, demolished the Nuwa Palace at the beginning

Jiang Ziya felt that his three views had been subverted.

When did this monster clan become the subjects of the Great Merchants?

After the fox demon proved his identity, Jiang Ziya was brought into the Imperial City Division again for the crime of intentional injury.

Moreover, this time he made a more serious mistake.

Because the fox demon is not only a member of the Nine-Tails Empress family, but also lives in Xuanyuan Tomb, so it can be regarded as a relative of the Human Emperor.

But fortunately, the fox demon is not a monster who must take revenge.

She didn't suffer much harm, and finally chose not to pursue responsibility, otherwise Jiang Ziya would have to spend her life in prison.

Although he was detained for three days in the end, Jiang Ziya was also very depressed.

It wasn't until the third day that Song Yiren, who returned to Songjiazhuang and heard about it, rushed to the city to pick him up.

Go to the street.

"Sell abalones! Sell abalones! Today's headlines, a man in his 70s, openly beat up a young female demon on the street..."

"Sell abalones! Sell abalones! Three days ago, a man surnamed Jiang maliciously hurt someone, hurting an innocent banshee..."

Song Yiren's expression changed when he heard the newspaper seller yelling, and he immediately bought a newspaper for a penny.

When I opened it, the headlines reported that Jiang Ziya injured the fox demon without knowing it.

The title is extremely exaggerated, but the content is still relevant.

"What is this?"

Jiang Ziya looked at the newspaper with a dazed look on his face.

Song Yiren handed over the newspaper, Jiang Ziya glanced at it, and exclaimed: "Who is this person? He wrote it by hand."

"It's called paper, and it's printed. Now my three grandsons are all studying in the big business school, and they all use printed books."

Song Yiren explained patiently, and Jiang Ziya finally understood.

When he heard that the newspaper was hosted by Shang Rong, Zaifu, he praised Shang Rong again.

"This Lord Shang is not Zaifu now, what is he called now?" Song Yiren thought for a while, then slapped his forehead, "Oh, it's called the Minister of the Ministry of Information."

"minister?"

Jiang Ziya was dumbfounded again.

He felt that after [-] years of learning Taoism, what he came back was not the prehistoric world.

Could it be that I crossed over?

"This newspaper was conceived by the king. It is published every day. It records all kinds of things in the territory of Dashang, as well as the political affairs and decisions of the court..."

Listening to Song Yiren's explanation, Jiang Ziya admired Di Xin even more, but he was puzzled by one thing.

Since the Human Sovereign is so holy, why did he let the Yaozu live in the city?

What if someone is hurt?

He couldn't help asking Song Yiren, but Song Yiren couldn't answer this matter.

In doubt, Jiang Ziya was brought back to Songjiazhuang again by Song Yiren.

"Come, come, come in. In order to welcome you, I specially prepared a lot of good wine and food. Let's catch up with each other." At home, Song Yiren enthusiastically pulled Jiang Ziya to sit down.

"Song Buren, quickly bring your two younger brothers out to meet your Grandpa Jiang."

After shouting for a long time, there was no one, Song Yiren was a little surprised, and brought Jiang Ziya to the backyard.

Before going out, I heard the voices of children.

"Injustice, you didn't cast spells like this."

"The teacher taught us that before casting a spell, the mantra should be recited silently in our hearts. Why did you say it directly?"

"Hey, brother, the teacher rewarded me with a flying boat, I can fly in the air, you can't catch up with me, you can't catch up with me, hey..."

There was a romp in the backyard.

===Chapter 73 Jiang Ziya: I want to paint the ground for the emperor===

Seeing this, Song Yiren shouted: "Unkind, unrighteous, and untalented, the three of you come here quickly and pay your respects to your Grandpa Jiang."

His three grandsons, Song Buren, Song Buyi, and Song Bucai, looked back.

It was the grandfather who was accidentally injured by them at the gate of Songjiazhuang that day.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart, I didn't expect this person to be my grandfather's brother.

"No, no...let them continue playing, let's have dinner first, drink a glass of wine, and catch up. We haven't seen each other for decades, you are old." Jiang Ziya stopped.

He was very depressed, these children all have cultivation bases.

Although his cultivation was not high, it still shocked Jiang Ziya.

In the past, if one or two Qi refiners of the human race appeared, it would be great. I also went through untold hardships along the way, so I came to Kunlun Mountain to learn art by chance.

As a result, in today's human race, even children from ordinary families can practice.

There is no need to look for fairy fate in the poor mountains and rivers.

You know, in the poor mountains and bad waters, there are countless big monsters that eat people. I don't know how many people have become food in the mouths of evil monsters before they find their destiny.

Thinking about him back then, if he hadn't been lucky, how could he have made it to Kunshan?

Not only that, but he also heard from his brother that after the beginning of spring, big business schools will be opened in every city and even villages.

Strive to make all the people of Dashang able to practice.

On the wine table, in order to entertain this old friend whom he hadn't seen for decades, Song Yiren specially set up a table full of big fish and meat, good wine and good food.

Although he knew that his brother's family was not poor, Jiang Ziya was somewhat flattered by such extravagance.

After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Ziya said: "Brother, I will accept this love, my brother. You must not be so extravagant in the future, life is not easy."

Song Yiren couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Jiang Ziya was depressed for a while.