Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

Xibo Hou Jichang shed a few tears of excitement.

Bo Yikao saw tears streaming from the corners of his father's eyes, the cold patted his father's back lightly, and began to comfort his father.

The followers around are also from Xiqi City, and they have been in Chaoge City for many years.

They were all infected by the atmosphere of this moment, and they all sobbed softly at this moment.

Chapter 1: The Eastern Sage Flashing Again

It was in the post station, when Xibo Hou Jichang and his party hugged their heads and wept.

The whole Chaoge City is a different scene.

In a snack bar somewhere in Chaoge City, several diners are gathering at the moment.

"Today's Shang Dynasty is really a peaceful and prosperous age. I don't know how many lifetimes of cultivation it is for me to be able to live here."

A middle-aged man said with emotion.

"Yes, yes, Old Wang is right."

"Our Shang Dynasty is now the most powerful time in history."

"It's really thanks to the sage Ziqing. With him waiting, I can rest easy."

A man next to him also echoed, and his words were full of reverence for the saint.

"Yeah yeah."

"Lao Li is right."

The diners on the side echoed.

It is not uncommon in the entire Chaoge City to sing praises to the sage Ziqing like this.

Almost everywhere in Chaoge City, people can hear people praising the saint like this.

Among the sage's mansions in Chaoge City, Xu Ziqing was sitting in the study of the back house at the moment.

He stared at the blueprint in front of him and held his breath, obviously putting all his energy into it.

"Since the system signed in a few days ago and rewarded me with the blueprint of the hot air balloon, I have nothing to do in the mansion these days."

"It's just studying the blueprint of the hot air balloon and the raw materials needed."

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing stretched his waist, and muttered in his mouth:

"It's been a few days since I left the mansion to meet my silly nephew."

"I don't know if this silly nephew has been working diligently recently."

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing no longer delays in the mansion.

In a flash, he appeared in the Nine Halls of Chaoge City.

At this moment, Prince Shou of Shang is discussing the government affairs of various places in the Shang Dynasty with the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.

Suddenly, he saw the figure of the sage Ziqing appearing beside him.

"Uncle Wang is always on the lookout lately, and I haven't seen him for many days."

"It suddenly appeared again today. Could it be that something major happened again?"

Prince Shang was thinking in his heart.

Looking at his Uncle Wang appearing beside him, he suddenly became serious.

So without waiting for Xu Ziqing to speak first, Prince Shang decided to strike first, and said to Xu Ziqing first:

"My nephew has been working hard recently, but all the tasks are sent from various places."

"My nephew will deal with them as soon as possible."

"Uncle Wang, don't worry about nephew, Gu will definitely stand on the last post."

Prince Shang's face was solemn at this moment, and he said to Xu Ziqing with a vow.

When Xu Ziqing heard what Prince Shang had said, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

His eyes slowly swept across Prince Shang's cheek, and stopped when he saw all the civil and military officials.

Prince Shang immediately felt relieved.

"It seems that Uncle Wang is not looking for trouble for himself, it must be something wrong with these civil and military officials."

"That's why Uncle Wang condescended to come here in person."

Prince Shang let go of Shou's hands without a trace.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't be able to find the tension in Prince Shang's heart just now.

Xu Ziqing's spiritual thoughts had already enveloped the Jiujian Temple, and Prince Shang's small movements naturally couldn't escape his eyes.

All the tension Prince Shang suffered fell into Xu Ziqing's eyes.

"It seems that this silly nephew has made a lot of progress recently, and he has been able to hide his emotions very well."

"Not bad, it's really a child can teach."

"It seems that there is no time to play Wang Jinbian again."

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing stopped looking at Prince Shang's body.

Instead, he said to the civil and military officials:

"How is the work of the junior school and the intermediate school in the states and counties?"

Xu Ziqing's face was flat, and there was an unquestionable feeling in his eyes.

Civil and military officials were immediately shocked.

Uncle Wang Bigan, who was in charge of coordinating these matters, immediately came out and replied after hearing Xu Ziqing's question:

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, the elementary school and intermediate school are basically ready, and the Confucian students responsible for teaching Confucian classics are also in place."

"You don't need to worry about some small things, just leave it to me."

There was actually a flattering smile on Bigan's face.

Seeing Bigan's appearance, Prince Shang couldn't help grinning.

In his heart, he secretly cursed:

"This old-fashioned old man usually has a dead face."

"I don't even show any expression when I talk to Gu, but now I show such a flattering smile."

"Really, how can you not learn if you are really lonely?"

"Still too young."

Prince Shang sighed unbearably.

After hearing what Bigan said, Xu Ziqing nodded to him, indicating that he was very satisfied with his work.

Seeing Xu Ziqing's affirmation of himself, Bigan immediately walked down with a smile on his face.

In my heart, I secretly rejoiced:

"Finally left a good impression on the saint again."

Bigan happily retreated to his position.

"Since the layout of the elementary school and the intermediate school has been completed, the most important thing to do next is to fully build the advanced school."

"Cultivating high-level talents for our big business is the next priority."

"Don't slack off, you have to make persistent efforts."

"If you encounter any difficulties in your work, please find a solution for me."

"When I ask next time, I want to see the popularity of high-level schools throughout the Shang Dynasty."

After Xu Ziqing finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared on the Nine Halls.

All civil and military officials bowed in the direction where Xu Ziqing disappeared, and then said together:

"Congratulations to the saint."

"The goal of the sage is our goal, so the sage can rest assured."

Xu Ziqing had returned to the study of the Saint's mansion at this moment, where could he hear the voices of civil and military officials.

"This hot air balloon can greatly facilitate the transportation of the Shang Dynasty, and it can be manufactured completely with the current technical conditions."

When Xu Ziqing thought of this, he no longer hesitated.

Continue to study the blueprint in front of you.

Just after Xu Ziqing returned to the Saint's Mansion, the civil and military officials in the Jiujian Hall became active again.

Prince Shang looked at the faces of the civil and military officials, and felt sympathy for them in his heart:

"Don't say it's you, even Gu broke into a cold sweat just now."

"Fortunately, the saint didn't want to punish us this time. It's really a blessing."

Prince Shang thought of this, and looked at the hourglass used to measure time.

I estimated in my heart that it was time, so I said to the civil and military officials.

"Retreat."

After speaking, Prince Shang returned to the harem without looking back.

"It's getting late, since the time for the next court has come, there is no reason for Gu to stay with you any longer."

All civil and military officials walked towards the outside of the Nine Halls as if they had received an amnesty.

Jiang Ziya has just become a doctor, and this is the first time he has met the sage Ziqing.

Looking at the saint with excitement, he didn't feel scared like the people next to him.

Chapter 1 what?Saints hate alchemists?

At this moment, Prime Minister Shang Rong, Wu Cheng Wang Huang Feihu and Wang Shu Bigan are three people.

They walked side by side not far in front of Jiang Ziya.

"Fortunately, the saint didn't want to trouble me this time."

The current King of Wucheng, Huang Feihu, doesn't have the majestic appearance he usually has?

He patted his chest with a look of rejoicing.

"It's really a blessing, even the old man broke out in a cold sweat just now."

Prime Minister Shang Rong also lost his usual calm look, and now his old face was filled with fear.

Jiang Ziya was right behind the three of them, and he heard everything the three of them said clearly.

I couldn't help but wonder and wonder:

"Is the saint really as terrible as he said?"

"How could it be? Could it be that some important officials in the court made a mistake?"

"Could it be that they are jealous of the saint's status in the Shang Dynasty?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Ziya secretly despised the three of them.

"I really didn't expect that the three of you with thick eyebrows and big eyes are also secretly speaking ill of the saint."

"It's just the behavior of a villain."

"I, Jiang Ziya, simply don't want to be with you."

Jiang Ziya thought so, and was about to walk a few steps away from the three of them.

At this moment, Wang Shu Bigan also interjected:

"Yes, yes, I really don't blame me for being cautious."

"The saint has always used thunderbolt methods to deal with the enemy. If we wait for something to be placed in the hands of the saint."